The earth in this ancient city is shaking, sections of ancient city walls are collapsing, wooden houses and castles have turned into ruins, and the fluctuations of spiritual tools have made the sky pale.
The Eight Arrays of Taiqing are holding five spiritual tools, which are dazzling and dazzling. They compete with the black holy monument.
Feng Feiyun stood in the sky, stepped on the black sacred monument, pressed his palm on the black sacred monument, and shot out more than 8,000 alien beast battle souls on his palm, and the leading one was the one with the bloodline of the ancient sacred beast. Jin Ling, several hundred meters tall, with a lion head and a half-dragon body, burst out with golden rays of light all over his body.
More than 8,000 war spirits of alien beasts slammed on the black holy monument, like the stars falling from the sky, and the black holy monument was smashed down with the momentum of destroying the dead and the rotten, hitting all the Taiqing Eight Diagrams. broken.
Although the five spiritual tools are powerful, they are still no match for the black holy monument.
With a wave of Ling Donglai's palm, he withdrew the five spiritual weapons, and his body turned into a stream of azure light, like a azure lotus, and flew dozens of miles away in an instant. Although he was hit by the rotten blood of the King of Hell, it was a real first-level cultivation base of destiny, and his cultivation base had not lost much. If he fought against him now, it would be a huge loss.
Ling Donglai's eyes changed, thinking about something.
"boom!"
The black holy tablet made a pit more than ten meters deep on the ground, and countless cracks spread from the pit, making half of the ancient city densely covered with cracks.
This black holy tablet is Feng Feiyun's natal magic weapon "Emerging Platform".
Feng Feiyun's sleeves moved, and he put away more than 8,000 alien beasts. He stretched out a hand and gently supported the feathering platform. There was a white spiritual light covering his body, but it covered his body. Without that pale face, "Your speed has increased."
"Feng Feiyun, while you have made progress in the past two years, I have also made progress. I know that your speed is fast, so I also practiced a Taoist speed 'Sanqingshengxiao', which combines three Taoisms. It is enough to chase the stars and chase the moon." Ling Donglai stepped on the Qi of Sanqing and carried his hands on his back.
"I want to see if your 'San Qing Shengxiao' is faster than mine." Feng Feiyun said.
Ling Donglai didn't step forward, but stepped back, and said loudly while stepping back, "Miss Ji, Feng Feiyun has already come out of the Vientiane Pagoda, this sick seedling will be taken care of by you. I have it. It's important to take a step forward."
Ling Donglai smiled lightly, stepping on the Qi of Sanqing, and a fairy river appeared under his feet. He stepped on the river and walked calmly, but his speed was very fast. After stepping on the third step, he disappeared into the sky. end.
He wanted to borrow Ji Cangyue's hand to digest Feng Feiyun.
After Ling Donglai left, Feng Feiyun landed on the pale yellow ancient car, his body was shaking, his face was even more ugly, and it was as white as paper.
"Cough cough!"
Feng Feiyun's hands condensed the spiritual energy of Zifu to suppress the imprint of the King of Hell on his chest, but it had no effect at all, and the imprint of the king of hell spread even more powerfully.
"It's going to be another month short." Feng Feiyun muttered to himself, and coughed again.
Half of the ancient city was destroyed, but among the rocks, there was still a woman drinking, a table, a chair, a pot, a cup, nothing was damaged, not even a speck of dust.
The wine glass was placed on the table.
Da da!
This slender and attractive woman walked slowly. She was carrying spiritual energy and evil energy. Her black robe was screeching in the autumn wind.
Ji Cangyue!
Feng Feiyun stared at the woman who walked over step by step, without the slightest bit of surprise, she had known for a long time that she was sitting at the end of the street drinking, with only a wry smile on her face, and said, "It's really a wall pushing everyone down, ahem, you have to stay here too. When is it time to start?"
"Then what do you think?" Ji Cangyue was still so cold and ruthless.
Stepping on the gravel, she walked over step by step, the evil spirit aura shrouded her body, and she even wore a large black cloak on her head.
Going all the way to Feng Feiyun, only two steps away, did he slightly raise his head to face Feng Feiyun, there was an incomprehensible look in those beautiful eyes, and then he said sarcastically: " Look at your cowardice now, I'm so disappointed."
Feng Feiyun's feet were already unsteady, and he sat directly on the pale yellow copper car, gasping for breath, with blood coughing out of his mouth, one hand supported the wheel of the car, and said weakly: "See what I'm doing now. Look, are you happy?"
Ji Cangyue sneered: "Of course I hope that your life is better than death, this is retribution, this is retribution..." Her voice changed, and she said angrily, "But you are so weak, why are you still alive in this world?"
"The worse I am, the more shame you feel." Feng Feiyun said with a smile.
Ji Cangyue's icy face was even more angry, and she walked directly towards Feng Feiyun.
"stop!"
Feng Feiyun said with a smile: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, I've fallen for the rotten blood of the King of Hell. Anyone who dares to get too close to me will suffer misfortune."
Ji Cangyue paused for a moment, but it was only a slight pause, and then walked over again, placing one hand on Feng Feiyun's wrist, the blood of the born spirit overflowing in his hand, towards Feng Feiyun's wrist infiltrated.
The blood light burst out, and the blood energy was like a spirit flower, with a special fragrance.
Feng Feiyun did not counterattack, anyway, they are already mortal, so what is there to be afraid of
She wanted to test whether Feng Feiyun was really caught in the rotten blood of the King of Hell. After all, Feng Feiyun's words were not very credible, but this time it was true.
"boom!"
The imprint of the King of Hell corroded the blood of the natural soul and turned it into black poisonous blood. Just a drop on the ground had already corroded the gravel into a black mirror.
"It really is the rotten blood of the King of Hell... Feng Feiyun, this time you are dead, and even the gods can't save you."
Ji Cangyue's eyes were filled with brilliance, she took two steps back slightly, stared at Feng Feiyun tightly, her teeth clenched tightly, and she looked forward to the man in front of her many times in her mind. There is no whole corpse, but when it is determined that he has really fallen into the rotten blood of the King of Hell, there is a trace of inexplicable loss in his heart.
Is it because he didn't die at his own hands
Or do you still have a trace of Murong Tuo in your heart
Feng Feiyun saw the difference in Ji Cangyue's eyes, and said, "Do you know the origin of the rotten blood of the King of Hell?"
"Seeing that you won't live long, it's okay to tell you. The rotten blood of the King of Hell was collected from a corpse body that a sage dug out from the bottom of the Yuhua tomb in the Ziming Corpse Cave. Rumor has it that this The corpse evil is extremely weird, even a cultivator at the giant level can only collect three drops of rotten blood from the corpse evil, once there is one more drop, then the giant engine will die on the spot."
"Furthermore, all the monks who have collected rotten blood will not end well in the end. All of them will die within ten years. This has become a curse."
"This corpse evil is called the King of Hell, the King of Hell who asks for his life."
Feng Feiyun asked, "Then this corpse is still in the Ziming Corpse Cave?"
Ji Cangyue shook his head and said, "More than 1,800 years ago, a giant with a height of several hundred meters broke into the Ziming Corpse Cave, like a general descending from the sky, and carried the King of Hell away."
"How can there be giants hundreds of meters high in the world?" Feng Feiyun has a lot of knowledge, but he has never heard of giants hundreds of meters high in the world.
"But it's just a rumor, I don't believe it..." Ji Cangyue gave Feng Feiyun a deep look, as if she had something to say.
Suddenly, there were four sharp wind breaking sounds.
"Huh! Huh..."
Four gray-haired old men came from the sky, all wearing black robes, surrounded by fierce light, and their eyes were piercing, they landed directly in the four directions of Feng Feiyun, besieging him in the center.
Feng Feiyun sat on the ancient car and stared slightly at the four uninvited guests. Just from the black robes they wore, it was already seen that they were the seventh hall of Sen Luo Hall, and their status was still very high.
The black robes on their bodies were printed with Minghua, which was the symbol of the Seventh Hall.
Feng Feiyun said with a dry smile: "There are quite a few people who want to kill me today, a few seniors, haven't they heard the order from the King of God?"
Feng Feiyun had long expected that after walking out of the Vientiane Tower, there would be countless murders, but he did not expect that the cultivation of the older generation would disregard the orders of the God King and kill him.
One of them, an old man with a very high forehead, very much like Shou Xing Gong, said gloomily: "We have no interest in a mortal person, let alone offend the King of God, just want to borrow something from you."
"What?" Feng Feiyun said.
"You can refine the blood of the monster in Jiujiuguapao, we only need a bowl, you can do it yourself! Don't force us to do it." Another old man with high cheekbones said.
The Jiu Jiu robe is the only thing Feng Feiyun's mother left him. It possesses huge demon power, and is now suppressed in the family ancestral hall by several ancestors of the Feng family. Only the blood of the demon on his body can completely sacrifice Jiujiu robe.
Feng Feiyun's eyes jumped, and his face changed slightly.
…
Eight hundred miles away.
A soldier of the Shenwu Army hurried back riding a giant insect lin, descended from the sky, and knelt down in front of the camp.
"Report, General, the two deputy hall masters of the seventh hall of Senluo Palace, led six giants, 16 Taishang elders, and 80,000 black-robed Senluo, all the way to the south, besieging the Nantaifu Feng family."
Ling Donglai stood on a battle platform, with a gleam in his eyes, looking in the direction of the ancient city, thinking that there would be a battle between Feng Feiyun and Ji Cangyue, but after waiting for an hour, there was no movement at all. Instead, he waited for such a message.
"The seventh hall of Senluo Palace is really a big deal!" Ling Donglai frowned slightly, without absolute interests, how could these people of the evil sect make such a big move, saying: "Is the Feng family very oily? I can't see it. Are you sure you are from the seventh hall of Senluo Hall?"
"Wherever they went, all the children surnamed Feng were headless, and all the women surnamed Feng became prostitutes. The absolute style of doing things in the Senluo Temple." The soldier of the Shenwu Army replied.
Ling Donglai touched his chin lightly and said with a smile, "There's a good show to watch now! As expected, it will start from the Nantai Mansion, and the Shenjin Dynasty will usher in the most chaotic era in the world starting today. already."
§§Volume 5 Dragon Devouring the Sky