What a powerful force!
Moreover, he also holds a real spiritual tool in his hand.
Beiming Huaji's face changed dramatically, his arms felt numb and painful, and he quickly sacrificed the natal magic weapon in his dantian. This is a four-cornered altar, shaped like a tripod, but the upper position is flat like a mirror , not as deep as the tripod.
This is also a spiritual tool, and it is the gate reward he received when he passed the tribulation.
Although the spiritual tools are extremely rare and powerful, it is not difficult for the four great powers with profound background to reward the best children of the younger generation with a Grade 1 spiritual tool.
"boom!"
The shrine is simple and simple, and dozens of lightning bolts rushed out of the shrine.
The power of the spirit tool was stimulated, which directly caused the surrounding beasts to feel the dangerous aura, and they fled one after another. The two mountains standing in front of them shook, as if they were about to collapse.
Feng Feiyun still stood there fearlessly, holding the sky with his hands, his palms were like a universe, holding six divine pictures, and a force more terrifying than the divine platform erupted.
One shot!
The six divine pictures hit the divine platform, and the divine platform shook violently, and the Beiming Huaji slipped more than ten feet away, and his feet slipped out of a deep groove on the ground.
"boom!"
Feng Feiyun's second palm slammed, the light of the altar dimmed, Beiming Huaji retreated again, blood beads rolled out from the skin, and the body hit the mountain.
"boom!"
The six pictures of the gods were brilliant, showing six kinds of weather, directly hitting Beiming Huaji to vomit blood, the sound of fractures in his body, his legs were broken, he fell on the ground and could not stand up.
Feng Feiyun forcibly cut off the connection between Beiming's painted halberd and the altar, and put this first-grade spiritual tool into the palm of his hand, "Bronze stove."
Copper hearth, the name of this spiritual tool!
Feng Feiyun unceremoniously put the copper hearth into the world spirit stone, which is a spiritual tool that can be sold for sky-high prices.
Tang Ao didn't dare to take a step forward when he saw Feng Feiyun's unparalleled power. This is a murderer, but he just saw Feng Feiyun's shot, holding six divine pictures in his palm, and he was already thinking about Feng Feiyun. Feiyun's identity was guessed.
"I know who you are, "Under the Epic Genius List" Tanhualang, son of a demon, haven't you fallen for the rotten blood of the King of Hell?" Tang Ao could not calm down, but the other party was known as the first genius of the Shenjin Dynasty. Not at all comparable to him.
"Oh! I was actually recognized by you." Feng Feiyun turned his head slightly, killing intent in his eyes, since he was recognized, everyone present could not stay.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, two ferocious auras came from outside the sky, still hundreds of miles away, giving people a strong sense of oppression, and the impact made Feng Feiyun take three steps back.
"Dare to be the enemy of our Beiming Clan, it is simply courting death." An old voice came, and the sound waves were turbulent, like the thunder of the gods rolling in the sky.
"Shh!"
An ancient sword came out of the sky and killed it first.
This ancient sword is more than 100 meters long, and the blade is more than 10 meters long, just like the legendary giant tower that can kill dragons and slaughter immortals. Sharp breaking wind.
"Zheng!"
Feng Feiyun's waist sank, his feet stepped into horse steps, and he connected the six divine pictures into a string, like six illusory worlds in front of him.
"Boom, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!"
The power of Miao Gui's finger and six divine pictures could not stop this ancient sword, and pulled out a huge blood opening on Feng Feiyun's shoulder, almost beheading Feng Feiyun's arm.
"Haha! The powerhouse of our Beiming clan has arrived, and the son of the demon will also be killed today." Beiming Huaji laughed loudly.
Feng Feiyun took a quick glance, and there was a cyan glow on the horizon. It was two powerhouses who came, at least they were the third level of destiny.
Feng Feiyun had no time to kill these people, so he flew directly to the side of the bronze chariot, tore off the chain attached to the chariot with his bare hands, and released the four unicorns that were pulling the chariot. In the horrified eyes, he directly lifted the huge bronze chariot against his shoulders, and then rushed into the sky.
The way out of the Qiluo Alien Beast Mountains has been blocked by two powerful men. Feng Feiyun can only fly to the depths of the mountain range, and in a blink of an eye, he disappears into the mist.
Tang Ao was stunned and speechless.
"Shh! Shh!"
Two figures flew down from the sky, one was a monk from the Beiming Clan, and the other was a monk from the Dark Domain, both of whom were in the third level of destiny.
"Third uncle, the son of the demon attacked us and took Ye Xiaoxiang away." Beiming Huaji cried.
"Son of the demon, he can't leave."
The two senior monks of the third level of Destiny launched at a high speed and chased into the Qiluo Variant Beast Mountains. They are both strong men of the older generation. They have been in the third level of destiny for decades, and their accumulation is very strong. , is much stronger than the average cultivator with the third level of destiny.
Feng Feiyun's speed is so fast that he can already be compared with the half-step giant. Even if he is carrying a bronze chariot, these two monks with the third highest destiny cannot catch him.
It wasn't until he flew out of the area of the Quilo Mountain Range and saw that no one was chasing after him, Feng Feiyun stopped and put the bronze chariot on the ground.
This bronze chariot is sealed on all sides, only the top has dense pinhole-sized holes for ventilation, and above the bronze chariot there is a formation laid by a strong man, with lines carved on it, flowing with cyan brilliance.
Feng Feiyun took a lot of effort to erase the formation above, and then used a giant white stone knife to carefully split one side of the copper wall of the bronze chariot, revealing a huge crack.
As soon as the bronze chariot was split open, a slender figure flew out from inside, holding a purple dongxiao in his hand, attacking Feng Feiyun's throat.
Her speed was not slow, and between the lightning and flint, the cold air above Dongxiao had already spread to Feng Feiyun's skin.
"call!"
A fragrant wind blows.
Feng Feiyun's speed was even faster, he stretched out his hand and directly pinched the purple dongxiao and dragged it along with the trend. The woman's body suddenly became unstable, staggered, and rushed forward.
Feng Feiyun's palm slid upwards, followed the hole flute, and directly clasped her hand. It was a petite and slender hand. Like pinching on a piece of jade.
Feng Feiyun turned her wrist and clasped her hand upside down, crushing the radiance between her fingers.
"Yeah!" She let out a painful cry, her body uncontrollably wrapped in Feng Feiyun's arms, and she was subdued by Feng Feiyun.
"Who the hell are you, and why are you catching me?" Ye Xiaoxiang couldn't break free from Feng Feiyun's hand, feeling that he had bumped into a broad and strong chest, and a strong masculine breath entered her nose, accompanied by With a faint bloody smell.
A sharp pain came from her wrist, which almost made her cry.
"The person who caught you is the Beiming clan, and I'm here to save you." Feng Feiyun slowly released his hand, pushed her gently, and released her.
The famous Fairy Xiao, the sixth beauty of the Divine Jin Dynasty, her cultivation was too low, and her cultivation at the peak of Xiangen was completely unattractive in front of Feng Feiyun. She was like a quail when she met a ferocious one. eagle.
Feng Feiyun took off his clothes, revealing his strong muscles, and his body was very well-proportioned, with a sense of beauty.
This action of his directly scared Ye Xiaoxiang to the point of retreating back and forth again and again, feeling sad, and he said that he was not a bad person, how could there be a good person who undresses casually in front of girls
But Feng Feiyun didn't care what she was thinking, she walked straight to the side of the stream and cleaned the wound on her shoulder. Yu Jianshu was stabbed, and the wound almost cut off half of his arm.
"Sure enough, he is a powerhouse of the four major sects. If it is an ordinary monk with the third level of destiny, he may not be my opponent, but the person who was Yujian just now is also the third level of destiny, but his combat power is higher than that of me. I'm way above that."
"Humph! How about the third level of destiny, as long as my cultivation base breaks through to the second level of destiny, it is not difficult to kill him."
While cleaning the wound, Feng Feiyun sank his consciousness into the dantian of the Zifu, and found that there were more than 2,900 spiritual qi in the Zifu, and it was only one step away from the second level of destiny.
As long as you cultivate three thousand Dao Zifu spiritual qi, you can step into the second-level realm of destiny.
Feng Feiyun gave birth to a multi-colored spiritual vein on his finger, and it touched the wound on his shoulder. The wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a while, the wound disappeared without even leaving a scar.
After doing all this, Feng Feiyun changed into a piece of clothes, turned around, and found that there was no one else in sight next to the bronze chariot.
"Running fast enough!"
The corner of Feng Feiyun's mouth twitched slightly, then turned into an afterimage and chased after him.
Run away, run away, run away!
Ye Xiaoxiang shuttled between the jungles and ran away quickly. She always felt that the man just now was not a good person and wanted to get out of here as soon as possible, but when she looked up, she found that the man was already standing in front of her.
"Uh!" Ye Xiaoxiang was surprised and stopped immediately.