The blood-haired man stood on the hexagram platform on the 62nd floor, blood gleamed from the broken arm, and was reborn in an instant, covered in fairy lights.
He was blessed by the immortal bone, with immortal energy lingering around his arm, his power was boundless, and his fist dared to fight against the axe of the Panman Axe.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
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Feng Feiyun danced wildly with his axe, his arms were like windmills, smashing the surrounding time and space, and bombarded the fist of the blood-haired man.
"Bang!"
Finally, the Pan Man Axe smashed away the fairy light that wrapped the blood-haired man, and with one axe, the entire arm of the blood-haired man was torn apart. Drops of holy blood fell, and each drop was like a mountain hitting the ground, offering sacrifices. The station roared.
"Death to me!"
The corners of Feng Feiyun's mouth hung on the holy blood, and the center of his eyebrows flashed with colorful divine light. He slashed towards the top of the blood-haired man's head with an axe, and spit out the air, "Death!"
Under the huge pressure of Feng Feiyun, the blood-haired man was forced to retreat again, and he retreated to the hexagram platform on the sixty-third floor!
He can no longer retreat. If he retreats, it will be the hexagram on the sixty-fourth floor, which is also the top of the Tai Chi Bafang altar. If he retreats to the top of the altar, he will also be shocked to death by the power of the fairy bones. ,
The power of immortals, no one can resist.
Since we can't retreat, we can only fight.
"I am the cultivation base of the sacred realm, the most outstanding disciple of Daoist Taiji. I don't believe that with the power of the immortal bone, I am not your opponent."
The blood-haired man was born at the beginning of the ancient times, and lived more than ten times of mana.
However, he had the power of immortal bones, but he was forced to retreat by a junior who had only cultivated for thousands of years. This was a fact that he was unwilling to accept no matter what.
"Tai Chi Soldiers solve Dafa!"
The blood-haired man's eyes flashed fiercely, and a small finger was broken.
The bloody little fingers flew towards Feng Feiyun. It exploded in front of Feng Feiyun, sending out the power to destroy a starry sky.
"Bang!"
The divine garment on Feng Feiyun's chest exploded, his flesh and blood were smashed, and his body swayed, only to fall down from the hexagram platform on the sixty-second floor.
The impact was so strong that it was almost unstoppable.
The blood-haired man gritted his teeth, and his entire left hand flew out, hitting Feng Feiyun's body.
"boom!"
This force was ten times larger than the one just now, and it smashed Feng Feiyun's body into pieces. There were cracks and tatters everywhere, blood was flowing, and the body seemed to be cracked at any time.
"It won't die like this? How strong is his body?" The blood-haired man clenched his teeth, and his entire left arm flew out.
What he used was the "Tai Chi Soldier Solving Dafa". Soldiers freed their bodies, and they could burst out power that surpassed their own body by several times, even dozens of times, hundreds of times. The dead body cannot be regenerated.
Once a soldier removes a hand, the hand is really gone, and it will take tens of thousands of years to recover.
"Boom!"
Feng Feiyun's body was completely shattered by the blood-haired man's arm and turned into a blood mist, but soon Feng Feiyun was reborn against the sky, condensed his body again, and stood on the hexagram on the 62nd floor.
"How is that possible? Even if the power of Taiji soldiers to solve Dafa can't kill you, it is enough to knock you off the altar." The blood-haired man said.
"If you want to know the reason, then I'll tell you." Feng Feiyun raised his right foot, there was a sword at the bottom of the sole of his foot, and half of the sword body was exposed outside the sole of his foot, emitting a demonic light.
Every time he took a step, the sword body was inserted into the hexagram on each floor, pinning his entire body there.
In this way, it is only possible to die in battle, and it is absolutely impossible to take a step back.
Feng Feiyun said: "Tai Chi Soldiers are really powerful in solving Dafa. If you directly solve yourself and attack me with your entire body, you will definitely be able to exert the power of the great sage's full blow, then I will definitely die. It's a pity. You dare not do it because you are afraid of death."
The blood-haired man snorted coldly, and his entire torso flew out, leaving only one head suspended above the hexagram on the sixty-third floor, with a ferocious look in his eyes, "Why should the great sage strike, this A blow would be enough to kill you."
This power is simply stronger than the power of Xianguang's blow, like a cosmic explosion.
Feng Feiyun's eyes shrank, and the multicolored divine seal between his eyebrows began to run wildly, turning into a multicolored divine shroud, covering himself.
"boom!"
The blood-haired man's body burst open, and a force that destroyed everything in the world burst out.
All the creatures who were still on the Taiji Bafang Altar felt the incomparable power and fled under the Taiji Bafang Altar, but there were still countless people who did not escape.
"Pfft!"
All the creatures on the Tai Chi Bafang altar were killed by this force, even the Holy Spirit fell, and no one survived, and the corpses piled up in one world after another.
silence!
Silence!
The entire Tai Chi Bafang altar became quiet, all the battles disappeared, only one head was still suspended on the hexagram on the sixty-third floor, and a long laughter came out of his mouth, "Haha! Dead! Finally dead. It's over."
Feng Feiyun above the hexagram on the sixty-second floor had also been bombarded to ashes by the force just now. He was hit immediately, and his body turned into grains of blood sand. Many people saw that. One scene!
Below the altar, the entire battlefield stopped.
"Did Feng Feiyun also die in battle?" The Great Demon Dragon was covered in wounds, and his flesh and blood were about to fall out. In many places, broken keels were seen, and there was a deep sadness in his eyes. despair!
Taizu failed, Feng Feiyun died!
The Tai Chi Bafang altar has become completely empty, although it has long been known that this is a fierce battle, but it is the last struggle for survival in the Great World of Hunyuan.
But when the ending came, it was still unacceptable, and everyone's anger seemed to disappear.
In the Divine Prison, all the saints felt a sense of desolation, and what appeared in front of them was not only Feng Feiyun who died in battle, but also the dense bones on the Tai Chi Bafang altar.
"This... how is this possible? Feng Feiyun died in battle? No way..." Xue Jiao stared blankly at the top of the altar, and saw Feng Feiyun's body turned into droplets of blood sand, blown away by the wind Dissipated, the scene made it feel unreal.
It always feels that Feng Feiyun will not be defeated, but now he is dead!
Feng Xiaolong's eyes were red, his five fingers were clenched tightly, his fingernails seemed to pierce his flesh and blood, his body was full of demonic energy, his demonic intent exploded in his body, and the purple divine ship rushed out of his body.
He turned over and stood on the purple divine ship, flying towards the top of the Tai Chi Bafang altar, "Kill!"
The Tai Chi Bafang altar had been emptied, and there was no enemy blocking his steps. He climbed the hexagram on the 62nd floor alone, fell from the purple divine ship, and picked up a black wrench on the ground. .
Feng Xiaolong pinched Miaogui's fingers, clenched his teeth tightly, and said, "You said that I dare not fight to the death, and you said that my will is not tough enough, then I will show you tenacity once."
Feng Xiaolong put Miao Gui's wrench on his thumb, stretched out his palm, and the Pan Man Axe fell into his hand. He looked upward with contempt, and the fighting spirit on his body burst out completely.
On Miao Gui's finger, the "God King Feitian" figure flew out and merged into the purple divine ship. The purple divine ship's artifact spirit was completely activated, emitting purple clouds.
The purple divine ship at the foot of Feng Xiaolong roared with the purple divine ship on the top of the altar.
The body of the purple divine ship was shaking violently, trying to shatter the seal and fly off the altar. All the saints imprisoned on the purple divine ship could feel the seal being loosened, the restraint showed signs of being broken, and they were all mentally shaken.
"The body of the purple divine ship resonates with the artifact spirit. In resisting the power of the altar, if everyone joins forces, they may be able to break through the divine prison." King Zulong shouted loudly.
The ancestral saints on the purple god ship began to mobilize the holy power of the whole body, attacking the seal, and trying to escape from the god prison.
On the hexagram platform on the sixty-third floor, the blood-haired man had only one head left, but he was still extremely powerful. A sacred-level existence, even if only a bone was left, could exert the power of an unparalleled saint.
"The purple divine ship is actually in your hands. It came just right. Now the purple divine ship can be fully activated." Two evil rays of light shot out from the eyes of the blood-haired head, penetrating the void and bombarding it.
Feng Xiaolong is the cultivation base of Infinite True Sage's peak, but compared with the existence of the sacred level, there is still a huge gap, and the Holy Body was instantly shattered by the two rays of light.
"Wow—"
However, in just a split second, Feng Xiaolong's body condensed again, there was a magic fire beating between his eyebrows, and the aura on his body not only did not weaken, but became stronger.
"How is that possible? You have an immeasurable true saint level of cultivation, and you actually gave birth to divine fire. It's only a matter of time before you reach the sacred realm." The blood-haired head thought that even if he couldn't kill the young man in front of him, he could at least kill the young man in front of him. He was badly beaten.
But he was still standing on the hexagram on the 62nd floor intact. Not only did he not die, but a divine fire was born between his foreheads. The divine fire was madly absorbing the power of the altar, and the more it burned, the stronger it became.
"I understand, you are actually born with a divine fetus, and you are born with divine fire in your body. The blow I just made didn't kill you, but helped the divine fire in your body to burn. Who are you? Offspring?" said the blood-haired head.
Feng Xiaolong's brows were fiery, the flames continued, and the strength of his body continued to rise, and there were signs of breaking through to the Holy King, saying: "The one who died in your hands just now is my father, the father died in battle, and the son fights again. If you can kill the Feng family, someone from the Feng family will naturally come to kill you, and the fighting spirit of the Feng family will not be destroyed!"
Feng Xiaolong carried the Pan Man Axe, and suddenly stepped up to the hexagram on the 63rd floor. His body was like a dry grass standing in the cosmic wind, shaky, but he still stood there steadily, slamming the axe towards the blood-haired head. chopped over.
This is the first time he admits that Feng Feiyun is his father.
Feng Xiaolong was naturally defeated by the blood-haired head, and his body was shattered again and again, but his divine fire continued, and his body could always be re-condensed. As a result, he became stronger and stronger every time he fought. Every time his body was broken, his strength would become stronger.
At this moment, in the turbulent flow of time, a tattered bronze ancient ship has quietly flown over the hexagram on the 63rd floor and boarded the hexagram on the 64th floor, which is the top of the Tai Chi Bafang Altar.
Feng Feiyun was standing on the bronze ancient ship at this moment, his eyes were firm, staring at the chaotic fairy bone suspended in the center of the altar.