The three corpse kings were turned into dust, and they died before they left their apprenticeships. These are the super strengths of the three giants. For Ziming Corpse Cave, the loss is too great.
The corpse-carrying bell in the hands of the third elder Ziming burst, and his chest was smashed by the wind.
The Ziming Corpse Cave has been accumulated for many years, just for today's blockbuster and shocking the world, but unexpectedly, they encountered a catastrophe when they reached the Banta Mountain, and the three corpse kings were easily wiped out.
The third elder Ziming did not dare to stay here any longer. With a wave of his sleeve, a cloud of mist condensed into an overpass, extending from under his feet to beyond the sky, this is the "Ghost Bridge".
Step into Guixian Bridge, a thousand miles away.
Corpse hunters and treasure hunters are generally marginal figures in the world of cultivating immortals. They often enter some yin and yang Jedi. Once they encounter danger and ominousness, the most sensible way is to open the bridge of ghosts and immortals.
Stepping on the Ghost Immortal Bridge, you can travel thousands of miles in one step, and it is difficult for ghosts to chase.
The third elder Ziming had already felt the killing intent of the ancient corpse Fengchi, so they opened the Ghost Immortal Bridge. Only in this way could they save their lives.
"puff!"
"puff!"
"puff!"
The third elder Ziming stepped into the Ghost Immortal Bridge and fled thousands of miles away, but he still did not escape the murder. He was killed by Feng Chi across a thousand miles. the taste of.
Feng Chi's hand was still slightly stretched forward, the black clouds rolled thousands of miles away, and the blood waves were layer upon layer. It was not until he retracted his hand that the black fierce cloud slowly dissipated.
It's too depressing, the third elder Ziming is a strong man of the older generation, but he was killed thousands of miles away, and he couldn't escape at all.
This is the power of a true superpower.
"call!"
At the foot of Banta Mountain, some young monks have already begun to retreat. You Fengchi is guarding Banta Mountain. Even if a thousand horses are killed, they will be smashed into the sand. This is simply comparable to the kind of unparalleled characters in myths and legends. .
In the Tenth Hall of Senluo, the deputy hall masters of the five halls all gathered at the foot of Banta Mountain, and the countless powerhouses of the evil sect did not retreat. They stayed under Banta Mountain for three days, and finally gave up helplessly.
Although they are united, they have the strength to fight Feng Chi, and they may even be able to knock Feng Chi down, but this will definitely pay a huge price. The death of the three elders of Ziming Corpse Cave is the best example.
This huge price made them hesitate and finally decided to retreat.
"I thought that a lot of people would die in this fight, but I didn't want to be stunned by Feng Chi alone and make everyone retreat."
Halfway down the mountain, only Feng Feiyun and the female demon have not left.
The witch wanted to use the power of the ancient altar to restore her cultivation, and she entered the practice again, sitting for seven days without moving, not even opening her eyes.
These days, there are also people who don't give up and return to Banta Mountain, but when they see the ancient corpses in white armor in the mountains, they retreat far and wide, and no one dares to step within ten miles of Banta Mountain.
Perhaps it was because the corpse aura in Bantao Mountain was too heavy. One after another, countless corpse evils gathered here. In just a few days, countless corpse evils were entrenched in the mountains, turning this place into a place. A dead place where the living cannot enter.
"The second trick of "Dragon Emperor Sword Art", the Dragon Emperor is coming to the Nine Heavens."
Feng Feiyun flew in mid-air, with a domineering imposing manner, his body was upside down, his hands were holding the giant white stone sword, and he slashed down in the air, and the sword gas turned into a white dragon.
The sword qi is 18 meters long, like a real dragon coming out of the sky, and a crown is suspended above the dragon head, which condenses all the power of the sword qi.
"boom!"
Three bloody corpse evils were smashed by the sword energy and fell into three fist-sized white bone corpse palaces. The corpse palaces were also stained with a trace of blood.
"Dragon Emperor Sword Art is really broad and profound. It's too difficult to cultivate. After seven days of comprehension, you can only comprehend the essence of this move." Feng Feiyun stood up with the sword, and the dragon energy was still wandering above the blade. , with a faint dragon pattern.
When the first move, "Dragon Sovereign Killing with One Sword" has reached ten levels of essence, he is already comprehending the second move, "Dragon Sovereign Approaches Nine Heavens", and now he can only exert the power of one level of essence.
Feng Feiyun flicked his sleeves, and the three corpse palaces received world spirit stones.
"There are three more corpse palaces, adding up to a thousand and eight, plus the corpse palace of the second corpse transformation, which is equivalent to two thousand and eight points."
Now that the evil sect was born, for the disciples of the Vientiane Tower, the challenges they faced were even greater. In the past three years, it was not only to kill the evil corpse and collect the corpse palace, but also to resist the conflict of the younger generation of the evil sect.
Not only to compete with their own people, but also to fight against the arrogance of the evil sect.
It's a test of strength and mind.
Of course, only those who can truly withstand the test will become the top powerhouses in the future.
"Three months have passed, and there are still three months before the Tiangou eats the moon and the night. On the shore of the holy lake, there must be another battle between dragons and tigers. I wonder if the Vientiane Tower will lose so badly this time?"
Feng Feiyun sighed softly, suddenly his heart skipped a beat, he smiled, turned around, and bowed his hands, "Congratulations to the female devil who has regained her cultivation base, her combat power has returned to its peak, and she is no longer invincible in nine days and ten places."
The witch was wearing a white robe, like a beautiful sister from the Vientiane Tower, standing a hundred feet away, under a black dead tree, her black hair fluttering in the wind, and she did not know when she stood there.
Seeing that Feng Feiyun had discovered her, she took a step laterally, sigh, leaving a series of shadows in the air, and the next moment, she appeared in front of Feng Feiyun.
She put her hands on her back, glanced at Feng Feiyun, and snorted coldly: "If my cultivation base is restored, can you find me?"
"I wonder how much the female devil's cultivation has recovered?" Feng Feiyun smiled, naturally knowing that the female devil's cultivation has not recovered, and what he said just now was just flattering.
"Humph!" The female demon looked sullen, took a step forward, stretched out a hand surrounded by demonic flames, directly pinched Feng Feiyun's neck, stared at him with awe-inspiring eyes, and said, "Kill you. , absolutely fine."
Feng Feiyun felt that his throat was blocked, his blood turned into ice cubes, he couldn't even breathe, his neck seemed to be twisted off by her, he coughed twice, his face was not afraid, and he said loudly: "Sir, you are unparalleled in combat power. ; Nine heavens and ten earths, no one can match."
"As long as you know!"
The witch snorted coldly, let go of her hand, stared at Feng Feiyun indifferently, walked towards the distance with her hands behind her back, and said, "Don't keep up."
Feng Feiyun's hands condensed in his dantian, mobilizing the five elements of red fire in his dantian to melt the ice in his blood, and a cold streak on his neck was forced out of his skin.
No wonder she is called a witch, she is so moody, if it weren't for her cultivation level not recovering, I would still be useful to her, and I would have died in her hands just now.
As the witch herself said, "In front of me, there should be no living creatures."
Because she is not a living creature, she must not be regarded as a person, let alone a woman.
Carrying her down the mountain that day was like digging a hole and jumping by himself. But he doesn't regret it, everything has two sides, there is no absolute right, and there is no absolute wrong, maybe in the future, he will be lucky to carry her half a mountain on his back that day.
People's eyes should not be limited to the front.
Feng Feiyun picked up the giant white stone sword and followed.
There are many ancient places in Sansheng County. Qianhua City is an ancient city with a history of thousands of years.
The ancient city of Qianhua is located on the ancient passage leading to the hinterland of Sansheng County. It can only be regarded as the edge of Sansheng County. It is also a few ancient cities that have not been invaded by corpses.
The ancient city is located in the area between the Holy Lake and Banta Mountain, where monks from all over the world gather, making this ancient city more lively than ever before.
At dusk, the snow that had been falling for five months finally stopped.
The cold wind blew even faster, rolling up the thick layer of snow on the ground and hitting the wall of the Qi Niu chariot, making a "bang bang" sound.
The one pulling the cart was a five-meter-tall unicorn. It smashed the snow and ran fast on the snowy field. It crushed two deep car marks. Finally, it arrived under the ancient city of Qianhua before it got dark.
The soldier sitting on the back of the unicorn was wearing the armor of the Shenwu Army. The armor was as black as ink, and even his face was covered with a layer of iron, and only a pair of eyes were exposed.
These are a pair of deep and unpredictable eyes, and they are very young, with a kind of agility of high mountains and flowing water, and a kind of frivolous and uninhibited.
"Sir, don't you think of eating people in this ancient city? I heard that corpses can eat people, which can increase blood and cultivation." The crashing collision asked the person in the chariot.
"If you want to restore your cultivation, just relying on the power of the altar is far from enough, you must absorb a huge amount of blood." The voice of a cold woman in the chariot.
If there is a living person standing outside the chariot and hearing her voice, even if she is not frozen to death, she will lie on the ground and cannot stand up.
"Are you really here to eat people?" The man in the armor of the commander of the Shenwu Army jumped in his heart.
"You guessed it right, I'm here to eat people." The witch's voice was even colder.
"Eat who?"
"Whose meat is delicious, I will eat it. Whose blood is fragrant enough, I will drink whose blood." The witch said.
"Uh... Enough domineering! Lady Devil, she is indeed unparalleled in combat power, the number one person in the world, in nine days and ten places, no one can match!"
This man wearing the armor of the Thousand Commander of the Shenwu Army is naturally Feng Feiyun. Hearing the female demon's words, his heart can't help but feel a chill. The corpse is evil after all, and the monks in this ancient city are going to be unlucky.
The ancient city of Qianhua is the only city between Banta Mountain and the Holy Lake. It has gathered a lot of immortals and strong people, from the younger generation, the older generation, and the giant level.
The female devil wants to eat people, so she naturally has to pick a place with many people, and she has to hide her identity and sneak into the ancient city of Qianhua, so she has the current attire of Feng Feiyun.
The Shenwu Army had just been defeated in Sansheng County, and they had lost quite a few chariots and armors. It was not that difficult to get such a set of outfits.
The snow stopped, and night fell.
A domineering commander of the Shenwu Army, followed by a black iron chariot, entered the ancient city of Qianhua with a majestic force.