In the Chaos Heavenly City, all the creatures heard Feng Feiyun's voice and saw the man in white standing above the suspended Feitian Broken Building.
He stood there like a god, and oppressed all the monks outside the territory to kneel for him, and no one dared to stand in front of him.
An old wrinkled old man, the former Palace Master of the Martial House, now has iron shackles on his hands and divine chains on his feet, but his eyes are full of excitement, and he knelt down on the ground, "He's back, the Holy Spirit of the human race has returned. Come back, we were not abandoned."
Another big man covered in golden skin also knelt on the ground, his body's semi-holy level of cultivation was surging, if it wasn't for being trapped by iron chains, his voice would be able to roar for nine days.
The human monks in the Chaos Heavenly City were all very excited, some were kneeling, some were crying loudly, and some were reciting ancient scriptures.
"boom!"
Feng Feiyun's body erupted with hundreds of millions of holy spirit radiance, each radiance turned into a tentacle like a human hand, cutting off the chains on the eight trillion human race monks in Chaos Heavenly City. This is the supreme supernatural power, one thought transforms millions.
The power of the Holy King, a single thought, cut off eight trillion shackles.
The shackles were broken, and the bodies of all ethnic cultivators rushed out of a monstrous fighting intent, and an angry beam of light shot up into the sky, which was about to slay the heavens and fight the Buddha!
"war!"
"kill!"
"Destroy all the thieves and bandits from outside the territory, and return the rivers and mountains of our human race."
There are Buddhas, Taoists, warriors, great sages, and talents, all of them are full of fighting spirit, and they all take action against the followers of the Brahma Sect.
Those magnificent palaces were instantly shattered by terrifying power fluctuations and turned into the smallest particles; those broad ancient streets were chopped off with a single knife, and a huge crack 100 meters wide was split.
Luo Shuihan, Jiutian Yusu, Jiutian Yanyu, Xianxu Cave Master and others were all excited. Although they were women, they were also proud of themselves. They have never been as happy as they are today in the past three thousand years.
"boom!"
A big monster with blood-red wings and scales all over his body fought against the sky, tearing his paw towards Feng Feiyun, shattering this piece of time and space.
This is the saint of the Brahma Extermination Sect, and his cultivation has reached the holy realm of heaven.
Feng Feiyun stood in the broken building, and two dazzling brilliance shot out from his eyes, carrying countless great saint patterns, purifying this saint who destroyed the Brahma Sect into the void and turned it into particles of dust!
A ray of light kills a saint.
Standing behind him, Jiutian Yusu was full of admiration, staring at Feng Feiyun's stalwart figure, holding a guqin, twisting the strings with his jade fingers, and playing a song "Broken Plum".
"It's been three feet of ice cold, and red plums lie in the snow. The wind blows the flowers and sinks the snow, and the iron hoof breaks through the plums. Last year, the Yushu flew golden rain, but now there is no one to ask about the remnants of the soil. Two iron chains lock a cavity of blood! Kneeling on the knees to the enemy and bandits, my daughter is jade body to serve the wolf thief. My good jade is lucky to have the rest of my life, it is better to turn into the world after death. The family hates the country and hates the cup, let me sing and laugh and let me go crazy!"
The sound of the piano, the singing, the sound of fighting, the sound of howling, the sound of the scabbard entering the body, the sound of magical powers collapsing, the sound of spiritual tools breaking, the sound of the collapse of the temple, all the voices are intertwined, and the blood in the heart is constantly boiling.
Feng Feiyun stretched out a huge handprint, penetrated the sky, pinched a saint of the Brahma Sect with crystal horns on his head, and said, "Where is the Pope of Brahma?"
The body of the saint of the Brahma Sect is a starry sky crystal beast that is three thousand miles long, but even if it is transformed into its body, it is only the size of an ant in Feng Feiyun's hands, and it cannot escape Feng Fei at all. Cloud palm.
"The Pope is retreating to a higher realm. If not, how can you be unrestrained in Chaos Heavenly City?" said the saint who destroyed the sect of Brahma.
"Bang!"
Feng Feiyun didn't talk nonsense with him. With a pinch of his palm, he directly crushed his body into a mass of blood powder, and then extracted a ray of his soul and suppressed it on the ascension platform.
When the saint gathered his flesh and blood again, he turned into a crystal man and knelt down in front of Feng Feiyun.
"Feng Xiaolong, I leave it to you, kill all the followers of the Brahma Sect, and then take them to the kingdom of heaven for refuge."
Feng Feiyun stepped on the void and walked step by step towards the sea of chaos in the center of Chaos Heavenly City. Every step could smash the void, and there was a sense of pride in his body that would never return.
"What are you going to do?"
Feng Xiaolong stared at Feng Feiyun's back, his heart twitched tightly, and he felt that there was something in Feng Feiyun that he did not possess, that kind of fearless fighting spirit, daring to kill the sky.
Everyone knows that Feng Feiyun is going to challenge the Pope of Brahma. This is a road of no return. It is like a mortal who challenges the gods. This requires great courage and great pride.
Pope Brahma Mie is a supreme being who can kill even the two holy ancestors, Emperor Shu and Xue Ying. He sits in the Chaos Heavenly City. For three thousand years, I don’t know how many times I fought against him, but no one was able to come back alive.
Others may not know how strong Pope Brahma Mie is, but the Holy Spirits like Feng Xiaolong and Xianxu Cave Master are very clear. They don't dare to challenge Pope Brahma Mie, or even approach Chaos Heavenly City. Only Feng Feiyun dares to dare. Do so.
Jiutian Yanyu wanted to chase behind Feng Feiyun and go to the Sea of Chaos together, but was stopped by a holy light, which locked her in the void and prevented her from following.
"He's going to fight for the entire human race, and for the entire world of Hunyuan." The master of the Xianxu cave stared at the disappearing back, and there was also a sense of reverence in his heart. She has never admired any man, and she has never been able to convince her, and now she has!
"Is this what he said was missing from me?" Feng Xiaolong squeezed his hands tightly, bit his lip, and shouted, "Zhan!"
"Bang!"
He broke through the top of the tower, and a purple divine glow erupted from his body. Tens of thousands of purple lightning flashes erupted from his body. He stretched out a huge palm, captured the last saint of the Brahma Extermination Sect, and threw it away. Go out and collapse half of the Chaos Heavenly City.
Chaos Heavenly City, the flames of war are raging, there is a sound of killing, and blood flows for thousands of miles.
When Feng Feiyun walked into the sea of chaos, it was like walking into another time and space, and the surroundings became peaceful.
The sea is calm and the fog is rising. There are ancient spiritual islands sitting on the sea, and there are fairy palaces suspended in the void.
"Boom!"
A huge wave of water rose up, and the water condensed into a huge and boundless figure. It was an old man with a white beard, wearing a mysterious jade crown, holding a Nine Dragon Scepter, and inlaid with the Hunyuan Bagua seal on his chest. Horror atmosphere.
"Feng Feiyun, you shouldn't have come. With your talent, if you hide and cultivate, maybe after ten thousand years, you will be able to reach the seventh level of the Holy Spirit and be named as an ancestor. Why bother to come from the path of death?" The sound of clattering, but it is difficult to affect the magnificent and mighty sound of Pope Brahma Mie.
Feng Feiyun stood on the sea, his body as small as a speck of dust, and said: "If I hide and cultivate for ten thousand years, maybe I can really reach the realm of the ancestors and the cultivation base is the best in the world. I can even escape into the starry sky. No one can do anything to get me. But I don't want to see my former friends killed and enslaved, and I don't want to see the land where I once lived, destroyed by others. The monks do something and don't do something. I don't ask The first battle is successful, but I hope that it will not be extinguished in one breath."
"The beetle shakes the tree, and the mantis arm is used as a car. It's just ignorant! I didn't expect you to reach the realm of the holy king, but you are still so ignorant. It seems that the emperor will not kill you today, you will not escape."
Pope Brahma Mie waved the Nine Dragons Scepter in his hand, and the entire Sea of Chaos was lifted up, and at the same time pressed towards Feng Feiyun.
The sea water is permeated with the mighty power of the ancestral saints, which is more terrifying than ordinary holy vessels. A drop of sea water can crush a feathered sage to death.
The way of the ancestral saints: When one recites it, all living beings worship it; when one Dharma appears, it is at the same level as the sky.
This is the power of Pope Brahma Mie. If Feng Feiyun is not standing on the sea of chaos at this moment, if another holy king comes here, I am afraid he will kneel down and worship him.
Feng Feiyun has the eyes of the great sage and the will of 108,000 holy spirits, so that he can resist the divine might of this ancestral sage.
"The sea of bitterness is boundless!"
Feng Feiyun's body rushed out of countless Buddha lights, turned into a sea of Sanskrit sounds, collided with the sea of chaos, and forcibly tore a road where the Buddha lights converged.
On Feng Feiyun's back, a pair of golden Buddha light wings grew, and the god silkworm turned butterfly wings, which can travel through space, go to the past and the future, and cross a starry sky.
Holding a savage axe, he took off and slammed down with an axe.
"Bang!"
An axe smashed the huge and intimidating ancestral sacred image, turned it into countless water droplets, and re-flowed into the chaotic sea.
"Pope Vanquish, do you think your dharma can stop me? You look down on me too much!" Feng Feiyun carried the Pan Man axe, his eyes squinted, his anger rushed to the sky, step by step toward the depths of the sea of chaos go.
"Boom!"
Seventy-two ancestral sacred images rose from the sea, all of which were exactly the same as the one just now, standing upright on the ground, with a unified demeanor, and a terrifying aura in their bodies.
Each ancestral holy dharma is comparable to a holy king, and the seventy-two ancestral holy dharmas are displayed together, which is enough to shock and deter the spirits.
Feng Feiyun was not afraid, holding a giant axe, his body took off, his figure was like ghost electricity, and hundreds of millions of shadows flew above the sky.
Above the chaotic ocean, there is chaos, and I don't know how much time and space are destroyed.
Feng Feiyun flew between the seventy-two ancestral saints, his long hair was reversed, the electric light was fanning on the axe, his body was covered in bloodstains, his long clothes were flying in the wind, and he still had an indomitable pride on his body. .
"Boom!"
Behind him, the seventy-two ancestral sacred images all collapsed, turning into pieces of water mist and breaking into waves.
The pace stopped outside an island. This island is the center of the sea of chaos. Hundred feet high.
An old man with white hair and a crown was sitting in the center of the island. His body was as crystal clear as white jade, but he had a holy power that made the world change color!