With just a glance, Yang Kai understood that within 30 feet of Jun Feng, time has been distorted, and this is why this visual illusion is created. At this moment, what the eyes see is not necessarily true.
And all of this should be the power of that great emperor's remains, not the power of Fengjun himself.
Without thinking, Yang Kai soared into the sky and rushed towards Jun Feng.
There was a solemn expression in the expression, the evil spirits on his body rolled, justice and evil spirits added to his body, under the seal of his hands, he screamed: "The years are withered and prosperous, like a shuttle like a dream!"
Within thirty feet, Yang Kai took a picture of it!
The chaotic time and space were instantly healed. Although Yang Kai's knowledge in the law of time was not deep, he was still a first glimpse of the door. These years, like a shuttle, are the magical powers passed down by the emperor, who can resist the disturbing power of the emperor's remains.
At the same instant, Bai Zhuo, who was affected by the law of time, got rid of the shackles. When he screamed, he raised his hand, and a river of Yinhong blood rushed towards Fengjun. In that river of blood, the souls rolled, howling miserably, and unpredictable.
The Law Body stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the void.
Two semi-sages, one high-grade demon king, each showed supernatural powers, and the goal was directed at Fengjun, and the majesty of Huanghuang was shocking.
As a result of this change, Feng Jun also changed his face. As a pseudo-emperor, he had a keen perception and naturally knew that neither the law body nor the white burn was easy to provoke. In addition, there was also an uncle who was shaken out by the force of the big array just now. Ya, three and a half saints popped out in one fell swoop, how could he be an opponent by himself
Between the electric light and flint, there was a flash of light in my mind, and he glared at Yang Kai and gritted his teeth and drank: "Yang Kai!"
As one of the four envoys of the Demon Heaven Dao, he is naturally well informed. When Yang Kai returned from the Demon Realm with Yu Rumeng and others, he had met Can Ye before, and the Yeying Great Emperor would naturally tell the news. After passing it out, Jun Feng learned of this information from Can Ye.
So he wouldn't wonder why the semi-sage of the Demon Race would attack him, just because he knew that the opponent was an enemy.
Worthy of being a pseudo-emperor, he is not surprised at all changes, and a thought is born, a gust of wind blows, the wind blade rotates and turns into a layer of wind shield, raising his hand to offer a shuttle-shaped secret treasure and rushing towards the white searing.
The secret treasure is not a foot long and looks ordinary, but Bai Zhuo is like a big enemy, and the body that smashes forward suddenly stops, and the river of blood rolls back to protect himself.
With a loud bang, the fusiform Secret Treasure burst open, breaking the river of blood into pieces, and even standing on the ground with white burns, retreated a hundred feet, and made a mess.
Lord Feng raised his hand again, and the huge palm print hit the magic body's warhammer, and shook the law body with a hard blow. But Lord Feng suddenly turned into the breeze, avoiding the fierce blow without any effort.
In the blink of an eye, Feng Jun forced the two semi-sages to retreat, and the strength of the method can be seen.
The years of Yang Kai have been photographed, blasting on Feng Jun's chest.
Feng Jun muffled, his face distorted, his appearance aging at a speed visible to the naked eye, but soon stopped and recovered as before. Although the years are powerful, it depends on who the enemy is.
With the body of Fengjun and the hypocrite, even the law of time in the remains of the emperor can resist, so it is not a problem to resist the passing of time.
But it wasn't safe, Yang Kai's palm hurt him a little bit.
The Law Body and Bai Zhuo went back and forth, and even Bo Ya over there also forced down the qi and blood that was rolling in his heart, and slaughtered them from a distance. The three semi-holy murderers boiled back to the sky, and the years of Yang Kai revived!
Feng Jun looked helpless, he could stop a joint attack by the two semi-sages and Yang Kai, but he could never stop the second attack. What's more, this time there is one more uncle.
It's not that he is not strong enough, it is really hard to beat four hands with two fists! There are many emperor realms under his hand, but due to the backlash of the formation, the deaths and injuries of these emperor realms are of no use at all. The only master Sun who is intact is the formation mage, who is not good at fighting. He gritted his teeth and hated Yang Kai and the others for no face and skin. They used more to deceive and didn’t have the demeanor of a strong man, but their hands were not at all ambiguous. When the face was determined, he bit his tongue and spurted blood on his hands. The remains of the Great Emperor.
When the light was widening, a big golden word flew out of the remains of the emperor. The font was strange, and no one knew what it was.
Yang Kai and the others all changed their expressions, it didn't matter if they didn't recognize it, just felt the dangerous aura from it. At the critical moment, Yang Kai's eyes were stubborn, and instead of retreating, he took photos again, and the magic body magic weapon warhammer and Bai Zhuo Ya arrived together.
The golden light flickered, and everyone's thinking stopped at this moment.
When Yang Kai came back to his senses, I saw that Feng Jun's face in front of him was obviously older. His original appearance in his thirties was obviously around forty at this moment.
The years have disappeared, and the white-scorching attack of the Dharmakaya Uncle Ya has disappeared, as if only a few breaths of time have passed from the lives of a few people, and no one knows what happened during those few breaths.
The ten-year-old Feng Jun has a smile on his face, unpredictable.
As his thoughts turned, Yang Kai hurriedly looked at himself and made sure that he had no problems, and then he was relieved, but he was still in a cold sweat. What Feng Jun absolutely did just now, but no one saw it and no one noticed it.
Turning his head to look at the three and a half saints, he can see the problem at a glance.
Bai Zhuo actually froze in place, like a statue, motionless, with a slight golden light on her chest.
He was recruited!
Boya discovered the problem before him, and his face was ugly and said: "Not dead!"
It was indeed not dead, the body of Bai Zhuo was full of vitality, and there was no trace of injury, but it turned into a sculpture so inexplicably, and it didn't move.
The golden character that just flew out of the remains of the emperor also disappeared at this moment. It is certain that the white burnt is definitely related to the golden character.
"Do you still want to fight?" Feng Jun smiled, with a look of victory, "You will die here, run for your life, maybe you can live a little longer!"
"Kill!" Yang Kai yelled in response, patting and pulling with both hands, the huge moon blade slashed towards Lord Feng, and the Law Body and Boy Ya flew from side to side likewise.
Jun Feng spit out another mouthful of blood, vomiting on the remains of the emperor.
Seeing this scene, Yang Kai's eyes were about to split, and the weird golden characters were unpredictable. It was obviously a magical power hidden in the remains of the emperor. He thought that Lord Feng could only be activated once at most, and the loss of a white burn would have little effect on the situation. There are still two semi-sages on his side, but I don't want Feng Jun to be able to inspire again.
This is a fart!
Although he spoiled his blood, a single gold character can turn a semi-sage into a sculpture. He only needs to vomit a few more blood, and his army will be wiped out.
The remains of the emperor burst into light again, and another golden inscription of Dou Da leaped out of it.
Just like the situation just now, when the golden letter appeared, everyone's thinking stopped.
When Yang Kai returned to his mind again, he was still safe and sound, and his Law Bodies were fine. On the other hand, Bo Ya and Bai Zhuo were all turned into sculptures, motionless, and the price Feng Jun paid was a little older, originally gentle and moist. Ruyu's middle-aged man suddenly turned into a fifty or sixty-year-old man at this moment.
Squinting at the remains of the emperor in Feng Jun's hand, Yang Kaisen said: "Just now, if you can do it again, I'll twist your head off and give it to you!"
Jun Feng coughed a few times and shook his head with a wry smile: "Palace Master Yang's eyes are like torches, just a means, with my ability, at most twice!"
It’s not that Yang Kai’s eyesight is so clever, but after the appearance of the two golden characters, the remains of the Emperor in Feng Jun’s hands clearly cracked with many small cracks. Thinking of the method just now, it would also cause huge damage to the remains of the Emperor. Take it for the third time.
Yang Kai's chin was slightly raised, his face was shabby, and he said grimly: "Let's talk about it, how do you want to die!"
Annoying, wrathful! Both the right time and the right place on his own side have the advantage. It is not a problem to win a pseudo-emperor. However, he was preempted by the opponent, and Bai Zhuo and Boya were directly cleared out of the battlefield. Although the two semi-sages are still alive. , And there is no trace of injury, but the ghost knows what magical power the golden character is, and it is estimated that it will cost a lot of money to unlock it.
So Yang Kai suffocated his stomach. However, the current situation is still dominated by one's own side. Feng Jun has stimulated the emperor's supernatural powers twice in succession, and his body has also paid a great price. On the other hand, he and the law body are almost intact, and Feng Jun is definitely not an opponent when it comes to fighting.
Being at a huge disadvantage, Jun Feng is still smiling: "Palace Master Yang thinks that the victory is in hand? Although I can no longer stimulate the skill of the past, but it is not the fish on the chopping board. Palace Master Yang wants to embarrass me, please think twice. "
Yang Kai coldly snorted: "If you abolish your own cultivation, you might be able to bypass you without dying!"
Feng Jun shook his head and laughed: "Palace Master Yang is too dear to himself." While speaking, he raised the remains of the emperor with cracks in his hand: "There is also a secret technique hidden in this bone, but when Feng is not a last resort I don't want to use it, so Feng wants to discuss with Yang Gongzhu."
"There is no discussion, the different ways are not conspiring. In today's situation, either you die or I die!"
Feng Jun showed helplessness, lowered his eyebrows for a moment, and raised his eyes to look at Yang Kai: "Palace Master Yang has to be this way?"
"Or you hand over the remains of the emperor to this seat."
Feng Jun shook his head: "That's absolutely impossible, other than that, everything is easy to say."
"That's nothing to say!" When Yang Kai finished speaking, his whole person suddenly became blurred, and the next moment he threw himself in front of Jun Feng, raised a finger, and pointed out at him.
The power of this finger condenses Yang Kai's cultivation base. Although it is not a magical secret technique, even if the pseudo-emperor receives it, it will never be safe.
The Law Body and Yang Xin had the same meaning. When Yang Kai started his hand, it had already jumped behind Feng Jun. On the Demon Soldier's warhammer, the Demon Element rolled and slammed its head down.
This time Jun Feng didn't spray any more blood, and no gold letters appeared on the remains of the emperor, but at this critical moment, he was smiling at Yang Kai.
Yang Xin headed a warning sign to Dasheng, and the fingers that pointed forward became more and more rapid, and even the magical body with the magic weapon warhammer dropped more fiercely.
With a light click, an invisible force enveloped Fengjun...