Feng Feiyun's voice was sonorous and powerful, and it was spread out tens of thousands of miles away, like a thunderbolt rolling past, shaking the eardrums of many powerful monsters.
Outside Qinglian Lingshan, it was boiling, and Yan Sanqian was also defeated!
This time, everyone saw that the half-demon was too powerful. It was definitely the most powerful half-demon in history. It was so powerful that it made one's heart tremble.
Someone sent the news back to the Danding Ghost Market at the first time, causing huge waves again.
"Isn't this half-demon breaking through the Ascension Realm?" A wise man of the demon clan guessed so.
You must know that the fourth prince of the Golden Crow and Yan Sanqian are the top heroes among the demon clan, who can overcome their opponents across the realm, but they have been defeated by a half-demon one after another. , but also thought provoking.
A half-demon who can't break through the Ascension Realm, can the combat power really be so strong
The next day, another even more elite sage rushed to Qinglian Lingshan. There were many battles on Lingshan, and the sound of battle filled the sky. From time to time, cultivators fled back from defeat and said tremblingly: "The more the half-demon fights, the stronger it is. It's a pervert."
"Don't provoke him. He is definitely the most powerful half-demon in history. With two palms, he killed a peerless genius of the tiger-wolf demon clan and refined it into a blood pill."
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On this day, some monks escaped, and some monks died on the Qinglian Lingshan Mountain. They were refined into blood pills, which made many people feel unreal. This is not something that a half-demon can do at all. The "Overlord" of the Golden Crow Monster Clan, the "Phoenix Goddess" of the Phoenix Monster Clan, the "Immortal" of the White Tiger Monster Clan, and the "Thirteenth Prince of the Dragon" of the Dragon Clan. people admire.
For a half-demon to do such an earth-shattering thing, it makes people feel weird.
Feng Feiyun stood on the top of Qinglian Lingshan, overlooking the monks of all ethnic groups below. His face was old, but his eyes were very domineering, "You all go back! I have fought enough today, and I don't want to kill any more. If you want to climb the mountain, tomorrow Come again! No matter how many people come, I will take them one by one."
The monks outside Qinglian Lingshan gritted their teeth and felt that this half-demon was too arrogant and arrogant.
However, he is strong and powerful. Anyone who challenges him is defeated, and some people even die in battle.
A message came, "The overlord of the Golden Crow Monster Clan has arrived at the Danding Ghost Market."
When the news came out, it immediately caused a huge sensation. Everyone knew that since the prince had arrived, he would definitely use this half-demon.
Finally, someone can suppress this half-demon.
"The tyrannical prince is arrogant and arrogant, and even some demon kings may not be in his eyes, and may not bend down to deal with a half-demon, which is inconsistent with his identity."
"After all, the fourth prince is the younger brother of the prince. The fourth prince was humiliated and knelt on the Qinglian Lingshan. The prince would definitely come."
"Actually, people like the Tyrant Prince can kill this half-demon with only one clone coming, and there is no need for the deity to come."
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Those cultivators who were guarding the periphery of Qinglian Lingshan finally retreated, expecting that tomorrow, Prince Ba would come to Qinglian Lingshan in person and kill the most powerful half-demon in history. This battle is worth looking forward to.
On the top of Qinglian Lingshan, under the bamboo forest, and by the stream, a pair of bonfires were burning.
A snow-white tortoise was carrying a bamboo basket in its hand, and there was a blood dragon in the bamboo basket.
It sits on a stone by the stream, sometimes puts the bamboo basket into the water, sometimes lifts the bamboo basket, then puts the bamboo basket into the water, and then lifts it up again...
The blood dragon in the bamboo basket was so angry that he scolded his mother and said, "How dare you stop for a while, it's so difficult for this king just to sleep?"
The tortoise put the bamboo basket into the water again, kept it for a while, then lifted the bamboo basket again and said, "Don't all Jiao like water! The old man is afraid that you are thirsty."
"Uncle Thirsty, this king stopped drinking water 10,000 years ago to live." Xuejiao had never seen such a boring tortoise. It vowed that once it got out of trouble, it would chop off both of the tortoise's claws.
"That's good! I'll put you in the fire to roast." Mao Turtle thought of another way to play.
Xue Jiao suddenly burst into tears, "Master Turtle, why don't you play in the water! If you leave the water, I will die..."
On the edge of the creek, Feng Feiyun sat on the ground and arranged eighteen blood pills together.
Xuanyuan Yiyi was wearing flawless white clothes, carrying an ancient sword on his back, standing by the stream, with his back to his body, a cool breeze blew over, blowing the corner of his hat, revealing a half-beautiful fairy face, indescribably moving.
This silence lasted for a long time.
Xuanyuan suddenly opened his mouth and said, "You are so unscrupulous in angering the strong Yingjie of various ethnic groups, which will be harmful to you and not beneficial. If you kill too much, you might provoke the king of the demon clan."
Feng Feiyun sat cross-legged, with holy light and Buddha light intertwined on his body, and said with a smile, "I thought the Holy Maiden would first ask me why I became a bad old man."
"Whether you are young or old, it is a state that a person must experience. I don't know what kind of road you have embarked on, but I think you should know better than anyone what kind of road you are going to take. , so I didn't ask." Xuanyuan said one by one.
Feng Feiyun smiled and said: "Sometimes I hate chatting with you, because I always think you are not a normal person. But today I think chatting with you is actually a very pleasant person, because you always don't ask me Why."
Xuanyuan turned around one by one and stared at Feng Feiyun. It was hard to imagine that he could still laugh when he was already like this. After a long pause, he said, "How long can you live?"
Feng Feiyun frowned slightly, pinched his fingers, and after a while, he let out a deep breath and said, "Yangshou still has eight days."
"Go to the Shuiyuetianjing with me, maybe the Holy Spirit can extend your life for you." Xuanyuan said one by one.
Feng Feiyun smiled and shook his head.
Xuanyuan said one by one: "You are extremely talented, and few people have been able to match it in the past, so you shouldn't be short-lived."
Feng Feiyun put away the eighteen blood pills on the ground one by one, and said with a smile: "Don't you want to know why I want to fight? Why do I want to kill? Now I can tell you, because I want to use warfare to refine my body, I also want to collect the blood energy of these strong men who came to kill me to help me hit the Ascension Realm."
"Ascension Realm?" Xuanyuan Yiyi's red lips opened slightly, and there was a bit of surprise in his star eyes.
Feng Feiyun nodded extremely cautiously, and said: "I have already calculated that in four days, it will be a moonless night. At that time, the rules between heaven and earth are the weakest, and it is also when I break the curse of heaven and attack the ascension realm. The only chance for it. If it hits the past, it will open up the sky; if it doesn't pass, it will turn into dust."
Feng Feiyun's eyes were firm, staring at the burning fire, his expression was calm, calm, and leisurely.
Xuanyuan Yi closed his eyes gently and took off the hat on his head, revealing a peerless and moving face, with slender eyebrows, a crystal nose, red lips and white teeth, and there was no imperfection on his body.
She sat down slowly, and took out a pale golden branch, only half a foot away, exuding a delicate fragrance.
"This is a branch on a 'Nine Yuan Ancient Medicine' in the Shuiyue Tianjing. Although it is far from the complete medicinal power of the 'Nine Yuan Ancient Medicine', it should help you. This is what I can do. Helping you to the best of your ability." Xuanyuan handed the pale golden branches to Feng Feiyun one by one.
"Nine yuan ancient medicine" refers to the ancient medicine that has survived the "nine yuan".
"One yuan" is equal to, "129,600 years"
Nine yuan is equal to 1,166,400 years.
A Jiuyuan ancient medicine must grow for at least a million years before it can mature. This level of ancient medicine is rare and rare, but it is a wonderful flower between heaven and earth, even a leaf is worth a fortune.
Feng Feiyun did not reject Xuanyuan Yiyi's kindness, and felt that Her Royal Highness was actually a good person.
Xuanyuan Yiyi left that night. Before leaving, he told Feng Feiyun that a drop of the Great Sage's blood would be auctioned off at the Danding Ghost Market. If he had time to get the Great Sage's blood, it might be possible for him to attack the Ascension Realm. great help.
Naturally, Feng Feiyun knew about it, but he felt that he might not be able to wait for that time.
That night, Feng Feiyun sat in front of the tombstone of the Qinglian female sage, and realized some outlines of the Holy Spirit Dao on the tombstone, and his body recovered a little, but his lifespan did not increase.
When the next day came, outside the Qinglian Lingshan, it was already crowded with people. Many people came after hearing the news. There were strong people from various clans, and there were even some demon king-level characters.
These demon king-level characters were all sitting on the chariot. They didn't plan to take action, they just came to protect the younger generation in the clan, fearing that the outstanding younger generation of their own clan would be beheaded by the ferocious half-demon.
"Tian Fengzi, the apprentice brother of Prince Tyrant, is here."
"Tianfengzi and Ba Huangzi have both worshipped under the same sage. They are all geniuses. It must be Tianfengzi who asked Tianfengzi to suppress this half-demon."
"Today is the third day, and the powerhouses of all ethnic groups have arrived. I don't know if the half-demon dares to fight."
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Early in the morning, the outside of Qinglian Lingshan was already boiling. Powerhouses of all races appeared here, and naturally there were also the overlords among the human race and half-demon.
"A few days ago, the Sixth Central Dynasty only had a demon and a half-demon born, and another one appeared here." A noble man of the human race stood in the void, followed by a group of servants.
This lord came from the Misty Dynasty and had heard about what happened in the Sixth Central Dynasty.
"Half-demon is a weak group, it is a blessing to be able to give birth to a monster, but it should not be so sharp, in front of the ancient holy monster, even our human race must be restrained, but a half-demon dares to suppress the ancient holy monster unscrupulously. The prince of the clan, how could the arrogant people of the ancient holy demon clan let him go?" A great sage of the human race gently stroked his white beard with a somewhat inscrutable look.