"Damn it! Feng Feiyun is afraid that a disaster will really happen. I already feel that the power in his body is rapidly declining, let alone Ling Donglai, even Xun You can kill him." Dongfang Jingshui With solemn eyes, he stared at his sister slightly, and said, "You really don't plan to shoot?"
"Wait a minute!" Dongfang Jingyue's eyes were full of smoke, with a kind of spirituality, Feng Feiyun, if you really only have this ability, it will disappoint me too much, even if you want to lose, you will be defeated by Ling Donglai How can someone of this level be defeated in the hands of a subordinate of someone else.
Ling Donglai once visited Longhu in person and visited the head of the Yinhook family. After the head of the Yinhook family met him, he spoke highly of him, calling him the most talented person he had ever seen in his life, and admired him immensely.
The head of the Silver Hook family once talked to Dongfang Jingyue. Although he didn't say it clearly, he still faintly revealed that he wanted Dongfang Jingyue and Ling Donglai to marry.
After all, a supreme genius has infinite potential. As long as he doesn't die prematurely, he will surely become a hero who looks down on the world in the future.
The head of the Silver Hook family, a far-sighted person, naturally wanted to bring a genius like Ling Donglai under his command, and the best way was to get married.
It's just that everyone in the Yinhook family knew that Dongfang Jingyue had a secret affection for Feng Feiyun, and Feng Feiyun was the descendant of the God King at that time, the number one genius in the world, and his potential was even higher than Ling Donglai. Therefore, the head of the Silver Hook family did not rashly agree to Ling Donglai.
But now it is different. Feng Feiyun has been caught in the rotten blood of the King of Hell, and his lifespan is short, and Ling Donglai is already one heaven and one underground. If Ling Donglai goes to visit Longhu again, maybe the owner of the Silver Hook family will meet. Take the initiative to propose marriage.
It is precisely because the head of the Silver Hook family mentioned the name Ling Donglai in her ears many times that Dongfang Jingyue deliberately wrote down this person. If Feng Feiyun can defeat Ling Donglai's epic level In the hands of a genius, that is a glorious ending, not a humiliation.
If he was defeated by one of Ling Donglai's subordinates, he would be laughed to death by the world.
"The world is vast, and life is boundless. Since you insist on such persecution, then I can only use the forbidden law against the sky to stimulate the last potential in my body. Even if I die, I have to pull a few backs."
Feng Feiyun stood on the bank of the Jin River, on the humble body, with a desolate tragic and solemn, the body burned with raging flames, and turned into a burning man.
In the eyes of others, he is burning the cultivation and blood of his body to gain the final strength, and he wants to perish with the enemy, but only Feng Feiyun himself knows that this is just another form of "The Undying Phoenix Body" The performance makes the power of the body become more powerful.
"Feng Feiyun, it's time to make a final fight!" Everyone could feel the power of Feng Feiyun rising rapidly.
But they are not only not afraid, but have a sneer in their hearts, knowing that Feng Feiyun has not lived long, and it is very likely that blood will be spilled on the Jin River tonight.
"Feng Feiyun, if you want to blame, you can only blame Tiandao for being too ruthless to you. Since you have burned yourself, then I will use my strongest sword art to send you on your way." Xun You's body turned black and white, and his body The aura is also half white and half black.
The black two-color ancient sword swelled even more, and turned into dozens of meters long.
"Boom!"
Feng Feiyun is like a fireman, with the phantom of a phoenix and firebird flying around, and the whole person contains a majestic power.
"Pfft!" A voice shattered.
A rain of blood poured down!
The black and white brilliance above the entire sky seemed to be torn apart, dividing the sky into two halves.
Xun You's body was torn in half by Feng Feiyun's bare hands, half black and half white, and fell from the sky.
So violent! So violent!
Tear the man in half with his bare hands.
A hegemon of the younger generation just died like this.
"Feng Feiyun is already a battle of trapped beasts. It is very likely that he will drag us to bury him. Let me take action and suppress him!" The young king's body flew up and floated to Feng Feiyun. above the head.
His sleeves trembled in the air, becoming more and more huge, as if they had turned into two blue clouds, and the spiritual energy was filled to the extreme, and it was frighteningly rich.
This younger generation of kings is not a son of a nobleman in the capital of Shendu, but a descendant of an immortal sect in Dizifu. It is because of Princess Luofu's selection of a concubine that he came to Shendu to join Ling Donglai. are friends.
Ling Donglai's eyebrows had a dignified look, and he had a bad premonition in his heart, and he always felt that something was wrong, the scene in front of him was too familiar, "Feng Feiyun shouldn't be so weak, you have to be careful, Qian Don't be fooled by him."
Xun You was Ling Donglai's powerful general, and his death made Ling Donglai vigilant. Feng Feiyun's guys killed people for their lives, and many people had somersaults in his hands.
"The sky is so bright, and life is boundless. Why can't you leave me a way to live, okay! If that's the case, then let the last brilliance of my life bloom even more brilliantly!" Feng Feiyun stood on the edge of Jinhe , stunned, and sighed with grief and indignation at the endless river.
The king of the younger generation directly swept up two sleeves and put Feng Feiyun's body into his sleeves.
This is the secret of "the universe in the sleeve", and it is one of the top secrets of Taoism.
With the simplest sleeves on the human body, the universe space is derived, the opponent is put into the sleeves, and he uses his own spiritual energy to refine it to death.
The king of the younger generation used this trick to put Feng Feiyun directly into his sleeve.
"Haha! Finally, the complete suppression of the demon's son, to refine him into a ball of blood, is within my thoughts." The young king laughed loudly.
Ling Donglai finally felt relieved, and secretly said, "It seems that I am overthinking it."
"Refined into blood..." Ye Xiaoxiang stood below, his stunning face turned pale, could it be that he just died like this
"boom!"
A roar sounded.
The face of the king of the younger generation changed slightly, his arms shook violently, uncontrollably, and his sleeves swelled up. Could it be that... Feng Feiyun was not killed by refining...
How can this be
"boom!"
The Qiankun bag in the sleeve swelled up again, and the power of the vibration was even stronger. It shook the king of the younger generation. Suddenly, the sleeve was shattered, and a fire burst out from the inside. It was Feng Feiyun, his eyes were savage, he was holding a huge white stone sword over seven meters long in his hand, holding the sword in both hands, it fell down.
On the back of the knife, a long white dragon flew out.
The Dragon Emperor kills with one knife!
The sleeves of this younger generation of kings were broken, blood was still left on his arms, and his face was very ugly. He was the king of the younger generation, but he couldn't take care of the son of a demon who had fallen into the rotten blood of the King of Hell, which made him feel bad.
"Hongyuan golden cover."
The king of the younger generation held up a golden mask in his hand, which was woven with golden iron threads. The brilliance was a little bit, and it contained strong power.
This is a powerful spiritual tool. When it activates the formation and spirituality in the spiritual tool, it almost seems to turn this space into a golden prison.
"boom!"
The knife light and the golden cover intersected, and the sound of the collision of gold and stone pierced the world.
The kings of the younger generation are all geniuses with the third level of destiny. They are stronger than many old monsters who have cultivated for hundreds of years. The number of such geniuses is extremely rare, and they are all rare in the world of cultivating immortals.
They naturally have all kinds of means and secret methods, and they are the assets of the real kings, not comparable to those of the hegemons of the younger generation.
This is a real even-handed battle, a battle of kings for the younger generation.
Sacrifice spiritual tools and pierce the earth;
Demonstrate unique skills and break the sky.
From the bank of the Jin River, all the way to the top of the Jin River, the waves on the water surface swept up, dozens of feet high, as if to roll down the clouds above the sky.
Fighting against people of the level of the younger generation of kings, you can't keep your hands at all, Feng Feiyun is no exception, condensing all the strength of the whole body on the white stone giant sword, a white long dragon flying out of the sword, in the Dancing wildly on the Jin River.
It's like a group of dragons tossing on top of a sea of monsters.
The king of the young generation was also shocked.
"The son of the demon is indeed worthy of the title of the first genius of the Shenjin Dynasty. He has been hit by the rotten blood of the King of Hell, and he can still fight with me in such a situation. But after all, he is burning the power he has acquired, and he cannot last for a long time. The night will surely fall." The young king thought so in his heart.
However, this battle was extraordinarily protracted, and it did not stop from noon until dusk and sunset.
Above the town, many monks have already rushed over. They are all monks from the gods, but they are here for the ghost village.
"That trick is "Dao Fa Huiyuan", which is one of Fuhu Immortal Sect's unique teaching skills. It should be the young king of Fuhu Immortal Sect, Luo Tao." A royal prince in a golden robe stood there Not far away, there were four old eunuchs behind him.
"There are many immortal religions in the entire Dizifu, and the monks are like crucian carp crossing the river, but there are only five or six who can cultivate to the king level of the younger generation. Who is fighting against Luo Tao?" A daughter of Tianhoufu Dressed in chiffon, like a piece of divine snow falling from the sky.
Above the Jin River, the power is violent.
You can only see one after another incomplete figures, and you can vaguely see the exercises they use, and no one can see where their bodies are.