Feng Feiyun finally exited the border, and before he stepped into the holy lake, two more half-step giants shot out, and wanted to obliterate him at the last moment.
These are two old corpses in purple robes, with purple corpse talismans suspended above their heads, both of which are as powerful as half-step giants. Before Feng Feiyun breaks through the holy monument, he will launch the strongest killing cut.
The half-step giant in the Senluo Temple also shot, and the bronze half-crescent was sacrificed again, and at the same time launched an attack on Feng Feiyun.
The power of these three giants smashed the grass and trees into powder, crushed the boulders, and burst into flames on the ground, which was especially scary.
But the three of them were blocked by a flame!
The man whose whole body was covered in flames fought with three half-step giants, flew up into the clouds, and entered the sky.
Feng Feiyun knew that the time was urgent, and when he moved, he disappeared directly from the summit of Xichen and appeared under the holy monument. At the same time, on the holy monument, there are thousands of radiance, and the four ancient characters "Nalan Hongtao" circulated with dazzling rays of light, turning into the tall and majestic figure.
All the cultivators were engrossed at this moment. Although many people did not want Feng Feiyun to defeat Nalan Hongtao, there was a trace of expectation in their hearts. After all, everyone wanted to witness the birth of history.
Feng Feiyun stood on the lake, calm as water, with sharp-edged eyes and an invincible confidence.
But he was not in a hurry to make a move, secretly accumulating power to improve his fighting spirit, and to fight an opponent like Nalan Hongtao, he must make himself reach the peak state.
"boom!"
Feng Feiyun took the lead, without any bells and whistles, it was directly the strongest attack, all the means were played at almost the same time, and the torrent of spells covered the entire holy lake.
That brand of Nalan Hongtao also exerted the strongest power.
As soon as the battle started, it had already entered the white-hot phase. All of them were the collision of the strongest forces. They didn't even need a tentative fight. All they wanted now was the outcome.
Although the confrontation between the half-step giants was even more terrifying and spectacular, all the monks now focused their attention on the center of the holy lake.
The water waves in the holy lake turned into ice and were refined into water vapor.
"Can Feng Feiyun defeat Nalan Hongtao of the same realm?" Everyone dared not blink, for fear that if they blinked, they would miss the most exciting battle.
"Break it for me!" Feng Feiyun roared, coming from the center of the holy lake.
"Chichi!"
A tearing force rushed out, and the dazzling white light blinded people's eyes.
Nalan Hongtao's figure finally shattered, just like the huge statue was smashed by someone, and the cracks ripped apart the body and disappeared.
Above the holy monument, the vigorous and powerful name began to blur, the traces became pale, and finally disappeared on the holy monument.
"Wind... Feng... Feng Feiyun was able to defeat Nalan Hongtao and a mythical figure in the same realm." Although many people had a premonition that it would happen, when it really happened, they were all shaking with excitement. .
After all, the meaning behind this is too great, and the shock is no less than the deity in his heart being knocked down.
"As long as Feng Feiyun engraves his name on the holy monument, he will be blessed by the luck of the holy monument and become the supreme hero of this era. He is the protagonist in this era, and no one can compare to him."
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The holy monument is thirty-three feet high, like a hill, with a layer of protective light covering the outside. If it cannot defeat the brand of the saints of the holy monument, even Ju Qing cannot break the protective light.
Standing under the holy monument, what Feng Feiyun thought in his heart was not to engrave his name on the holy monument. In his opinion, there was always a feeling of erecting a monument for himself.
What he cares more about is the connection between the lines on the top of the holy tablet and the ancient altar on the top of the half-tao mountain.
The lines on the top of the holy monument cannot be seen clearly at high places, and are blocked by the guard light. Maybe you can find some clues after walking into the guard light.
"Boom!"
Above the protective light of the holy monument, a crack suddenly opened, just like a narrow door, which had just opened and was about to be closed immediately.
You must break in before the sacred monument closes!
Just as Feng Feiyun was about to break in, suddenly a sharp wind-breaking body came from behind, and the speed was too fast. Even if Feng Feiyun displayed the speed of reincarnation, he was still almost crushed.
"boom!"
A golden light passed by Feng Feiyun's side, knocking Feng Feiyun several dozen feet away.
It's an old car! No, it is the eight dragon carriages.
"Feng Feiyun, you thought this princess would be so kind to help you, but it's just taking advantage of you. What if you defeat Nalan Hongtao? It's just a wedding dress for me."
Princess Luofu drove the eight dragon chariots and drove away the eight golden dragon souls, and instantly rushed into the protective light of the holy monument.
In the world, only the speed of the eight dragon carriages is so fast, and it can cross the entire Divine Jin Dynasty in one day. Even the giants can't catch up with the eight dragon carriages. Only in the moment when the protective light is turned on, the princess can seize the opportunity and break in.
"Damn, bitch, you don't marry, and you dare to wear my wedding dress." Feng Feiyun was so angry that his blood boiled, his figure moved, and the moment before the lake's light split closed, it was dangerous and dangerous. broke in.
From the outside cultivator's point of view, after breaking into the protective light of the holy monument, the Babu Long Ran and Feng Feiyun disappeared, and they could not be seen at all.
"Princess Luofu is very scheming. As long as the protective light of the holy monument is turned on, she can control the eight dragon carriages and break in first. She did not use Feng Feiyun alone, and all the monks present were used by her. ."
"She wants to leave her name on the holy monument and get the luck of the holy monument. In the future, it will be more natural for her to ascend the throne of the empress."
"It's a pity that Feng Feiyun defeated Nalan Hongtao desperately, but made a wedding dress for others."
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All the monks on the bank of the holy lake gathered around, standing by the holy lake, looking at the holy monument in the center of the lake, all waiting for the result, Feng Feiyun and Princess Luofu both broke into the holy monument to protect the light, Who in the end can leave a name on the holy monument
Princess Luofu broke in first, and her cultivation was stronger than Feng Feiyun, so her chances should be much greater.
Feng Feiyun broke into the protective light, and the holy monument in front of him was very different from the holy monument seen outside.
This is an independent field, belonging to the field of the sacred monument.
The sacred monument, which was originally as high as 33 feet, has now become even more majestic, even larger than the 10,000-meter-high mountains. worship.
This is simply a huge white mountain!
At different heights of the mountain, there is a figure suspended, accompanied by white brilliance, motionless, sacred and solemn, they are the guardians of this mountain.
At the foot of the mountain, among the rocks, a boy with red lips and white teeth was suspended at a height of three feet, like a fairy boy walking out of a picture scroll.
Feng Feiyun stared at this translucent figure with a heavy heart. He remembered that this was the gatekeeper in the early days of the Holy Monument, named "Jisaleng".
The name Ji Saleng left on the sacred monument in the early days of Lingyin was once the supreme genius of an era.
But at the moment, his expression was not as arrogant and arrogant as the one on the holy monument, but was suppressed by a force, which made him look extraordinarily humble.
Continuing to walk upwards, it didn't take long before I met the mid-career of Lingyin, who was a little girl, younger than the little demon. She also left her name on the holy monument, named Hua Qingyao.
Her expression was also the same as Ji Salem, facing the top of the mountain, like a pilgrimage, extremely humble.
Continuing upward, I met the peak of Lingyin, the early stage of Xiangen, the middle stage of Xiangen, the peak of Xiangen, the early stage of God-based, the middle-stage of God-based, and the gatekeepers, each of which is a character that shakes the ancients and shines today, and their names are on the holy tablet. Above immortality, was recorded in the annals of history.
But Feng Feiyun couldn't see a trace of vigor in them, instead, there was a feeling of being tamed servants, this feeling made Feng Feiyun feel a little incredible, but also a little scared and afraid.
No, definitely not, they are the best people in every realm, they are arrogant and amazing, and it is impossible for anyone to succumb to them.
Feng Feiyun felt that he had an illusion.
Continuing to move forward, at the foot of a cliff, I met Long Jiangling, the gatekeeper of the pinnacle of Shenji.
This is the only female emperor since the founding of the Shenjin Dynasty, who was invincible in an era. In that era, her holy power suppressed the heroes to their knees.
For a character like the Empress, it may not have been a second for thousands of years.
Feng Feiyun saw the phantom of Long Jiangling, her body was translucent, standing under the cliff, motionless, not even a bit of coercion or the air of an emperor.
The eight dragon carriages also stopped beside the empress, and Princess Luofu stood beside the empress with a dull expression, unable to accept the fact that she saw before her.
Feng Feiyun also couldn't accept it. A generation of female emperors, such a shocking figure, even looked at the direction of the top of the mountain reverently, giving the impression that she was about to kneel down.
It's an unacceptable feeling of being deceived.
"Haha!" Princess Luofu laughed bitterly, "Liar, liar..."
Feng Feiyun stood not far below and said, "If you want to get the blessing of the holy monument's luck, you always have to pay a price. How can there be a pie out of thin air in the sky?"
"What do you mean?" Princess Luofu wore a golden veil on her face, her starry eyes filled with a majestic look, and she was wearing a gorgeous golden robe, which was graceful and luxurious. Obviously only nineteen years old, but it gives people a well-honed sophistication.
"If you want to leave a name on the holy monument, you must leave a ray of your own soul." Feng Feiyun said solemnly.