The tengu eclipsed the moon, and the moon was full in the sky.
Feng Feiyun was like a big white bird that flew down from the top of the peak and swept towards the holy monument, looking particularly dazzling.
Ling Donglai was standing on the bank of the holy lake, and he did not try to stop him. He had already suffered serious injuries in the battle with the sages just now, and he was recovering his strength.
"boom!"
The aura of Feng Feiyun caused the holy lake to boil, and the names of the sages on the holy monument were dimmed.
The four ancient characters "Nalan Hongtao" circulated on the sacred monument, and were impacted by the momentum of Feng Feiyun, and a white brilliance erupted. But it looks extraordinarily tall, giving people an invincible majesty.
Feng Feiyun stood on the holy lake, the dragon horse river figure rushed out from the body, a smoky immortal river was suspended above his head, a dragon horse raised his head from the immortal river, looked up at the long sky, and the three figures on his body. Hundreds and sixty spots of light are all running.
This is the divine atmosphere!
"The son of the demon actually wants to fight Nalan Hongtao in his heyday?"
Everyone can't be calm, some people think Feng Feiyun is too arrogant, and some people think he is too daring.
Ling Donglai stood on the bank of the holy lake, staring closely at the holy monument in the middle of the lake, even putting aside the recovery of his injuries, and wanted to watch the battle first.
"What a wind and flying clouds!" Ji Feng was also standing by the holy lake. He also made a move just now, but it still ended in failure.
The Buddhist girl from the Beast-Controlling Studio stood on the top of the silver wolf, with a graceful figure, holy and solemn, surrounded by Buddha light, guarded by countless beasts behind her back, including gluttonous, unicorn, golden lion... and so on, all squatting on the ground obediently at the moment , looking at the middle of the holy lake.
The young master of the immortal sect sat on a divine ship, his eyes were lightly raised, and the corner of his mouth had a slight smile.
The corpse girls in the corpse cave all had beautiful eyes, and their pupils were shining brightly, looking at this scene with great interest.
"This is a confrontation that spans ten thousand years. Feng Feiyun's talent is something this old man has only seen in his life, and he may have the strength to compete with Nalan Hongtao back then." Eunuch Yu narrowed his eyes and nodded lightly.
"Hmph, a stinky boy who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth dares to challenge Nalan Hongtao in his heyday. He is simply courting death." Yao Ji stood beside the eight dragon carriages, with a smile in his beautiful eyes, and glanced slightly at the person in the curtain of the car. Princess Luofu.
Princess Luofu didn't say a word. For the first time, she didn't rebuke Feng Feiyun, and she didn't know what was on her mind.
"boom!"
Feng Feiyun finally launched an attack.
As soon as he attacked, Nalan Hongtao swelled with momentum, and he was even faster than he shot, drawing him into the whirlpool.
In the same realm, Nalan Hongtao is more terrifying than any opponent Feng Feiyun has encountered in the past. This is a myth representing an era and has never been defeated.
As soon as Feng Feiyun made his move, he would use all the means, such as Miaogui's finger, the white stone giant knife, and even the bronze spirit boat. In a confrontation with an opponent like Nalan Hongtao, he could not save a half point.
"Boom!"
Although the power of the spiritual tool was suppressed by the power of the holy monument, it still could not be underestimated. The six pictures of the gods above Miaogui's fingers were all unfolded, and each picture of the gods was like a small world.
The White Stone Giant Sabre is derived from the Dragon Emperor Sabre Art. At any time, hundreds of white dragons are cut out, dozens of long, occupying the entire holy lake, with the momentum of a group of dragons attacking the city, and the sound of dragon roar is constantly issued.
The bronze spirit boat is 100 meters long, simple and vicissitudes of life, and its power is unpredictable. Although it does not mobilize the most original power, it is still quite terrifying, and it will collapse when it hits the Sacred Lake.
Feng Feiyun's nerves were already completely tense, and he didn't dare to relax. Every tiny mistake could lead to death.
When Nalan Hongtao left his name on the holy monument, it was also in the realm of great perfection of the gods, but he had already cultivated a lot of heaven-defying psychic powers, including his own secret methods, which became the foundation for the Nalan family to dominate the world later.
A torrent shot out from Nalan Hongtao's hand, knocking out the six divine pictures above Miaogui's finger, turning them into six ancient characters, and falling on Miaogui's finger.
But Feng Feiyun forced Miao Gui to pull his fingers again and blasted out again.
Both the white stone giant sword and the bronze elixir were knocked into the air several times, but they were all summoned back by Feng Feiyun within a very short period of time and attacked again.
This was an anxious battle that exceeded the expectations of all present.
After all, Nalan Hongtao was in its heyday. They all thought that Feng Feiyun would be killed by Nalan Hongtao with one move. Even if he was not killed by Nalan Hongtao, he would definitely lose very quickly.
"Unexpectedly... I have already fought more than forty times, this... this demon's son..." An older generation of Destiny Cultivator, who was originally hidden in the dark, couldn't help but walk out at this moment, with an indescribable shock on his face , was a little trembling when he spoke.
This is really too scary, this is the heyday of Nalan Hongtao!
Feng Feiyun was naturally not easy. Seven times he almost died in the hands of Nalan Hongtao. Fortunately, the reincarnation was so fast that he narrowly avoided the past and escaped the catastrophe.
Even if Nalan Hongtao was stunning, in the realm of Shenji's great perfection, his speed could not catch up with Feng Feiyun.
"Xiaoyanshu: Shaking the Immortal Hammer!" Feng Feiyun stopped, guarding himself with the bronze spirit boat, the white stone giant sword, and the Miaogui's finger, condensing forty spiritual consciousnesses, arranging the Xiaoyanshu, and condensing them into one A pitch-black hammer.
This is the hammer of Heaven Execution and Shaking the Immortal in myths and legends. It is recorded in many ancient books. Feng Feiyun once again summoned its phantom and blasted it towards the holy monument.
At the same time, the bronze spirit boat collided with it and flew over. The giant white stone sword and the wrench of Miao Gui also formed a string. Feng Feiyun followed at the end. This was to launch the most ferocious blow.
Whether Nalan Hongtao can be defeated depends on this blow.
The monks around the holy lake were already petrified, and without blinking their eyes, they all watched this scene, which would be destined to be written into the annals of history.
Feng Feiyun was chasing behind Miao Gui's fingers, his heart was extremely calm, only Nalan Hongtao was the enemy in his eyes, the whole world seemed to have turned into darkness, only Nalan Hongtao was still shining, and now he was going shatter this light.
"boom!"
The Immortal Execution Hammer fell first, and the holy monument trembled when it hit it, but it was finally shattered by Nalan Hongtao's punch and turned into black smoke.
"boom!"
The bronze spirit boat collided immediately, but was also beaten.
"boom!"
The white stone giant sword let out a sound of a sword, the Dragon Emperor came to the nine days, and the nine swords fell in a row, all of which were broken. Nalan Hongtao punched the blade, and the giant sword flew out.
"boom!"
Miao Gui's fingers were unable to withstand Nalan Hongtao's punch and fell into the holy lake.
All this happened between the electric light and flint, one after another, without the slightest gap of time.
Feng Feiyun's fist met Nalan Hongtao's fist for the first time, and there was a sound of steel crashing. The water waves of the entire holy lake were lifted up, and the air above the sky was blasting.
Feng Feiyun completed the fourth blood exchange, and his physical strength was comparable to that of a young phoenix.
This confrontation didn't last long, the fists collided eighteen times, Nalan Hongtao's arm was smashed by Feng Feiyun, and the phantom was mutilated.
But Feng Feiyun was covered in blood, his skin was cracked, and the bones of his arms were broken into several pieces. In the last confrontation, he was hit by Nalan Hongtao's body, and Feng Feiyun was directly knocked out, covered with blood. The holy lake finally fell to the shore of the holy lake, and then supported the ground with his hands and half-knelt on the ground.
In the end, Feng Feiyun was a little short, and was severely injured by Nalan Hongtao, and he retreated, but he still clenched his teeth, his eyes were firm, and he did not fall down.
Miao Gui's fingers, the giant white stone sword, and the bronze spirit boat flew back one after another, all of which were bleak.
Feng Feiyun was defeated by Nalan Hongtao, who was at the same level, but no one dared to say half a word of ridicule, because this was the moment when Nalan Hongtao was at the top of his cultivation.
Only shock!
"Feng Feiyun shattered a section of Nalan Hongtao's arm, which is considered a smashed brand. This is Nalan Hongtao's most prosperous time!"
"If Nalan Hongtao's cultivation level drops by half in the darkest hour, Feng Feiyun is likely to defeat him."
"Feng Feiyun's talent is even higher than that of Ling Donglai. He is already the first genius of this era, and no one in his realm can compare to him."
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Ling Donglai, Ji Feng, Yao Ji, the Buddhist girl from Beast Yuzhai, the young master of the Immortal Sect... These people have an inexplicable emotion and a sense of frustration in their hearts at this moment.
"Even if you are invincible in the same realm? As long as you don't leave a name on the holy monument, it is still nothing. You can't get the blessing of the holy monument at all, and it is impossible to dominate this era." The young master of the immortal sect was cold. snorted.
What he said is not wrong. The reason why these people want to leave a name on the sacred monument is not to become famous. For them, their fame is already big enough. What they really want is the sacred monument. luck on.
From ancient times to the present, as long as you can get the luck on the holy monument, you can dominate an era, and the genius of other epic levels will be dimmed.
"Feng Feiyun can still wait for the next Tiangu to eat the moon in half a year. With his talent, as long as Nalan Hongtao's power is reduced by half, he is very likely to defeat Nalan Hongtao." Someone said.
"Joke, after today's news comes out, it will definitely shock the world. No one will want to see Feng Feiyun leave his name on the holy monument, and countless people will come to obliterate him, even Juqing will take action. Don't say half a year, Feng Fei Whether Yun can live more than half a month is a good thing."
"Hey! Muxiu Yulin, the wind will destroy it."
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Of course Feng Feiyun understood this truth, but these people did not know that Feng Feiyun had only opened 216 life acupuncture points, and he had not reached the top of the Great Perfection of the God Foundation.
If he could refine the three remaining spirit grasses on his body, he would be able to improve his cultivation by one more step. He might be able to defeat Nalan Hongtao and leave his name on the holy monument without waiting for half a year.
As long as you leave your name on the holy monument, you can get the charm of the holy monument, and if someone wants to kill him, it will not be an easy task.
Now the most important thing is, how to survive these days
At this moment, someone is already making a move, wanting to obliterate Feng Feiyun, not wanting him to live for half a year.
Feng Feiyun was hit hard, and now is the best time to kill him.