The shadows of Buddha's lanterns and shadows are chaotic, and there is an earth-shattering sound of killing from the ancient temple.
Three corpses of the first level of destiny, holding war geeks in their hands, and ten old corpses wearing Tie Kai, even the monks who stood far away could feel the terrifying suffocating aura.
"Bang!" The first war corpse was thrown from the ancient temple, the corpse palace in the body was pulled out, and the corpse decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into black ashes all over the place.
"Bang, bang, bang..." It was another nine consecutive wind-breaking voices.
The nine corpses were thrown out, and there was a blood hole all over their bodies. Black smoke was bubbling out, and they turned into black dust all over the place.
Between the lightning and flint, all ten corpses were thrown out and vanished!
The disciples of Ziming Corpse Cave didn't look good, but they didn't act rashly. After all, there were three corpses of the first level of Destiny in the ancient temple. This is the most important combat power, and the power should be able to suppress Feng Feiyun.
"boom!"
A window of the ancient temple shattered, and a purple shadow flew out from inside, killing one after another, dazzling, like a purple thunderball.
Zi Kui stretched out a hand and pinched the purple light in his hand. The force on it hit his arm, and the purple light dissipated. This... was actually a corpse head!
This is the head of a corpse of the first level of destiny, which was chopped off.
"Damn!" Zi Kui slammed the head to the ground, smashing it into pieces, and then strode toward the ancient temple.
"Shh!"
"Shh!"
"Shh!"
Three purple shadows were knocked out, connected into a string, fell to the ground, and the bones were scattered.
It was the three corpses with the highest destiny, and one of them had no head.
Two of the three war corpses were seriously damaged, and most of the corpse's energy was lost, becoming a corpse, and one was directly hollowed out of the body, completely losing the ability to fight, and the essence and energy was lost.
"Feng Feiyun, I'm here to meet you in person." Zikui walked to the gate of the ancient temple again. This time, he was a lot more cautious. He was afraid of being calculated by Feng Feiyun again. He entered the ancient temple and made way for him.
Without any danger, Zi Kui has walked into the ancient temple.
Feng Feiyun was still sitting on a chair, sitting under the Buddha statue, with a Buddha lamp burning beside him, and said with a smile, "Just now, Your Excellency was fighting against me, amazing, amazing, what's your name?"
"Zi Kui!" Zi Kui was very calm. Although his cultivation was a lot higher than Feng Feiyun, he did not despise the enemy.
Su Xue was far away from Feng Feiyun, standing in the corner, with an iron sword suspended in front of him, his body could not move, only his eyes could turn.
She was actually restrained by Feng Feiyun.
"I didn't expect that there would be so many young powerhouses in Ziming Corpse Cave. It's amazing, amazing." Feng Feiyun said.
Zi Kui said coldly: "I hate when I stand, others sit and talk to me."
A purple talisman was sacrificed, one meter long and half a meter wide, with dazzling purple awns all over the body, and an ancient "corpse" text was engraved on the talisman.
The power of the corpse talisman is as heavy as a mountain, and the purple energy is confused, like a purple cloud.
Feng Feiyun sat there and directly punched Miao Gui with his fingers, his palms stretched forward slightly, his sleeves were like flowing clouds, floating and agile.
Seven pairs of gods flew out at the same time, collided with the purple corpse symbol, and a wave of air rushed out from the confrontation between the two, and the chairs under Feng Feiyun's feet were impacted and moved back seven meters.
Zi Kui also stepped back five steps, with a look of surprise on his face, "Son of the demon, you really have two strokes!"
From Zi Kui's dantian, there was an electric light shot out, like a purple iron-locked electric shuttle, and a small purple sword was hidden in the electric light, with a sharp murderous aura.
This purple sword is Zi Kui's natal magic weapon, and its power is no trivial matter.
"Bang!"
Feng Feiyun sacrificed the black God King Ling, and used the token to block the purple sword, the sparks shot up, and the power was suppressed.
A small sword that cannot be broken, naturally cannot break the decree of the God King.
Forty beams of brilliance flew out of Feng Feiyun's eyes, condensing into a pitch-black hammer, the size of the giant hammer almost burst the entire ancient temple, and slammed directly on top of Zi Kui's head. Beat his body to the ground.
"Boom!" The second blow came out again, and the Heaven Punishing Hammer beat Zi Kui back again.
"boom!"
When the third blow came out, Zi Kui had already retreated outside the ancient temple, and both of his arms would be crushed by the Heaven Punishing Immortal Hammer!
When the fourth blow came out, Zi Kui, along with the purple talisman and small sword he sacrificed, were all sent flying and fell back to the disciples in Ziming Corpse Cave. Embarrassed.
"Why didn't you kill him! If you didn't stop me, we just joined forces to kill him." Su Xue said angrily, cold and suffocating.
Although Feng Feiyun was still sitting on the chair calmly and indifferently, he clutched the position of his chest, coughed lightly, and felt a little pain. How easy was it to defeat a character like Zi Kui
If it wasn't for Zi Kui's inability to understand the reality of the wind and flying clouds, and he did not dare to fight with all his strength, the number of victories would be unpredictable.
"Why kill him?" Feng Feiyun said.
"If you kill him, you will have one less enemy." Su Xue gave Feng Feiyun a look of contempt: "With a cultivation like yours, but you are timid, even a woman is not as good."
Feng Feiyun shook his head and said, "Can you be a little smarter? There are so many corpses and powerhouses in the Ziming Corpse Cave outside, can you kill them all? If you kill Zikui, then all these people will be gone now. If we rushed in, wouldn't we have a dead end?"
"What do you mean?" Su Xue asked in confusion.
Feng Feiyun said confidently: "They want to play cat and mouse, then we will play with them and play slowly. When our rescue soldiers come, it is time for us to play with them."
"Someone came to save us?" Su Xue didn't believe it, after all, not many people dared to offend Ziming Corpse Cave.
"Must have!" Feng Feiyun said.
How amazing is Zi Kui, it is rare for the disciples of the Dizi generation to meet an opponent, but in the hands of a son of a demon, he lost his troops and lost his face.
"Haha! The son of the demon is so powerful, to defeat you Zikui?"
"I think Zi Kui's cultivation has regressed. Otherwise, how can he lose to a boy with a god-based Dzogchen."
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The other disciples of the Dizi generation all smiled and ridiculed Zikui.
"Feng Feiyun will definitely not feel better, I will end his life now." Zi Kui snorted coldly, and was about to enter the ancient temple again.
"Let me do it! Brother Zikui, you need to rest first, Feng Feiyun doesn't need you to take action, I'll take care of him." Tan Tian rushed into the ancient temple first.
Tan Tian thinks that Feng Feiyun and Zikui must have suffered heavy losses when they fought against each other. At this moment, when Feng Feiyun entered the ancient temple, it was just when Feng Feiyun was at its weakest.
Zi Kui didn't want to fight with Tan Tian either, so he retreated.
"puff!"
As soon as Tan Tian rushed into the ancient temple, he let out a scream and escaped from the ancient temple full of blood.
A purple-robed disciple of the terrestrial character stepped forward to check and said, "Tan Tian's dantian was smashed by a knife, and there is no hope of stepping on the path of immortality in this life."
Chu Jibei's face became gloomy, and he didn't want to spend any more time with Feng Feiyun. He wanted to mobilize all the war corpses with his great supernatural power, and rushed into the ancient temple to divide Feng Feiyun's corpses, so as to avoid further losses.
"Boss, if I go to fight him, I will definitely take Feng Feiyun's life." Li Huansheng's purple robe flew over and took the initiative to ask Ying.
Li Huansheng was also a leader of the disciples of the earth character generation. His cultivation base was quite strong, and he was extremely skilled in corpse hunting. He was the first of the four earth character generation leaders.
"Then go! Bring the fire corpse and the corpse with you!" Chu Ji said north.
"That's great!" Li Huansheng was overjoyed, with a move on his sleeves, two old corpses flew out of the corpse evil team.
The fire corpse, wearing a red iron armor, the surface is burning with raging fire, the red eyes in the eye sockets are like fire plants, and the fangs in the dry rotten mouth are as long as human fingers, like red tree roots.
Yin Corpse is a woman in purple clothes, with a beautiful face, the sun and moon marks are printed on her forehead, and her skin has been refined like corundum.
With the help of the fire corpse and the corpse, Li Huansheng is confident, not to mention a son of a demon, even ten sons of demons can kill.
"boom!"
Li Huansheng stepped into the ancient temple one step, and there was a purple wave on the soles of his feet, but looking around, there were also eight Buddha statues and a woman in black in the ancient temple, and there was no shadow of Feng Feiyun at all.
call!
A gust of wind blows.
There was a dangerous alertness in Li Huansheng's heart, and a wave of dragon and tiger energy condensed on the palm of his hand. Without any thought, he blasted towards the top of his head.
"Bang!"
Feng Feiyun descended from the sky, and there was a dragon and tiger aura on his palm. A palm hit Li Huansheng's palm, directly pressing Li Huansheng's body to the ground.
"Boom, bang..."
The ground shattered, and half of Li Huansheng's body sank into the ground.
Feng Feiyun didn't want to give him a chance to fight back, so he resorted to Miao Gui's finger, the coercion of the spiritual tool, and the seven divine pictures were like seven big nets, which contained a powerful force of destruction.
"Ow!"
"Ow!"
The fire corpse and the corpse rushed up and attacked Feng Feiyun at the same time, forcing him to punch Miao Gui with his fingers to suppress the two corpses.
Taking advantage of this short opportunity, Li Huansheng used all his strength to evade Feng Feiyun.
It was very dangerous. Li Huansheng almost lost his life in the hands of the demon's son just now. Li Huansheng had lingering fears and did not want to give Feng Feiyun another chance. Three of the pillars were shattered.
The crimson bell, still blazing, turned rapidly in the air.
"Heaven Dou Lingtai of Xiaoyanshu." Forty divine consciousness turned into forty ancient platforms, suspended around the body, guarding the body and resisting the power of the corpse bell.
A dragon sounded!
A huge white sword flew out of the sky, and a wave of dragon-shaped swords fell.