"It's the "Dragon Emperor Sword Art". If the "Dragon Emperor Sword Art" can be cultivated to such a degree, among the younger generation of the royal family, you can only find three at most." The prince of the royal family pondered for a moment and said: "But this person is by no means any of the three people. It seems that there is only that person."
"The "Dragon Emperor Sword Art", but the royal family does not pass on the unique skills. Isn't it possible that the children of the royal family can cultivate... You are talking about that person."
"Yes, it should be him."
Many people have guessed that Feng Feiyun is fighting against Luo Tao, and their hearts are shocked and inexplicable. A dying man who has been caught in the rotten blood of the King of Hell is still so powerful, it really makes people wonder if he has poisoned the rotten blood of the King of Hell. To resolve.
Luo Tao also became more and more frightened the more he fought. If Feng Feiyun really burned his body, he would have already burned to the point where there were no bones left, but now that bastard is still so fierce, and it seems that the more he fights, the stronger he is.
It's also too embarrassing.
The setting sun is like blood, and the cold wind of the evening blows.
Night is coming!
When night falls, the ghost village will reappear. God knows what will happen by then. Luo Tao can't wait any longer.
"Fuhu Treasure Vase, Three Lives Blossoms!"
Luo Tao's hands were placed on the top of his head, gathering all the spiritual energy around him. On the top of his head, a huge golden treasure vase was condensed.
Feng Feiyun's hands also began to spread out, using forty divine senses to evolve the universe in his hands, a black brilliance was born, and a huge black warhammer was wrapped inside, and the size of this warhammer changed. It got bigger and bigger, from the size of a fist, to the size of a head, to one meter in diameter, and continued to expand... Finally, it condensed into a size of several hundred meters, like a hill, turning the sky black.
There is an ancient power on this warhammer, and the shadow of the warhammer begins to solidify, giving people an incomparably heavy feeling, just like the giant hammer in the hand of the legendary Thor that can shatter a continent.
"Zhutian Shaking the Immortal Hammer!" Feng Feiyun used Xiao Yanshu and forty divine senses to summon a phantom of the mythical and legendary Zhutian Shaking Immortal Hammer. Although there was only one phantom, it already let the air All have solidified.
Luo Tao's treasure vase of the tiger also has a great history, and it is also a fetish in myths and legends. He also summoned a phantom.
"Boom!"
"Fuhu Treasure Bottle" and "Zhutian Shaking Immortal Hammer" wanted to collide, and the nine days trembled, the sky trembled, and the entire Jin River was temporarily cut off.
This is the confrontation between the two kings of the younger generation, the top-notch duel, making the young talents around them excited one by one, this is the real power! When did you reach such heights
"Luo Tao's cultivation level can already compete with the monks of the fourth level of destiny." Ling Donglai thought to himself.
How many of the younger generation can reach the fourth level of destiny
"Three Lives Blossoms, the treasure bottle regenerates!" Luo Tao drank it and spit out a wave of golden air. The broken treasure bottle actually emerged from the water of Jinhe again, with divine patterns intertwined, and the aura was unusually huge.
Feng Feiyun also shouted loudly: "Xiaoyan Wheel, Shake the Heaven and Shake the Immortal Hammer."
Forty light spots gathered from all directions of the world, suspended in Feng Feiyun's palm, rehearsing the technique of small evolution, and a huge black warhammer condensed again in Feng Feiyun's hand.
The Immortal Sect of Dizi Mansion is really no trivial matter. It can use the Taoist method to condense the rumored Taoist holy treasure, the "Tiger Vase", which can compete with the Heaven Execution Hammer.
Feng Feiyun immediately looked at the immortal religions in Dizi Mansion a little higher, no wonder they dared to fight against Emperor Jin and break away from the control of the Jin Dynasty.
"boom!"
When they collided again, the phantoms of the two divine objects shattered once again.
This time, after the Fuhu Treasure Vase Seal was broken, a huge "Three Lives Flower" was born. This Pearl Three Lives Flower bloomed like a purple lotus, and suddenly a huge force of attraction stretched out, drawing the wind away. The flying clouds were pulled into the petals.
"call out!"
Sanshenghua wrapped Feng Feiyun, dragged him into the ground, and disappeared above the Jin River.
"The legendary hell flower, Sanshenghua."
"The treasure vase is broken, the flowers blooming in three lives, the hell, and the yellow spring."
"Could it be that Sanshenghua has wrapped Feng Feiyun and dragged him directly into hell?"
Everyone was intimidated by this trick, let alone "Three Lives Flowers", not even the "Fuhu Treasure Bottle" could stop them.
There were also two or three king-level figures of the younger generation present. At this moment, these people also had serious expressions on their faces. They all practiced ancient forbidden methods. To resist Sanshenghua, but not much sure.
Even Ling Donglai had a solemn expression on his face. Although he was a person with great luck, if he was wrapped by Sanshenghua, he might also be dragged into hell and die in that space.
The rumored hell is a unique space. Once a living person enters it, his body will immediately disappear, turning into a ghost, and he will never be able to return from that world.
Everyone expanded their consciousness, and they explored the ground and found no fluctuations in life. Feng Feiyun did disappear in this space and was dragged into the legendary hell.
After a person dies, he can go to hell, but a dead person can never come back alive.
"The son of the demon will disappear on the land of the Shenjin Dynasty from now on, and will never appear again." Luo Tao took a deep breath. The power of the son of the demon is too powerful. It was almost impossible to resist the power of the Heaven Punishing Immortal Hammer, but in the end, he won by himself.
The younger generation of cultivators present had complicated and inexplicable hearts. The methods of the younger generation of kings were so terrifying that they were able to use the forbidden method to send people into hell. Luo Tao had such a terrible means to rely on. Geniuses should taboo his three-pointers.
"boom!"
There was a muffled sound from the ground, followed by a tremor.
what sound
"boom!"
Another loud noise came, the ground cracked into a small gap, and the air on the ground was excited, like water ripples, sending out wave-like ripples.
It was as if there was an invisible door to be opened from the air.
"boom!"
The sound became stronger, and the vibration became more and more violent. There was a tiny gap in the air, and a trace of black brilliance escaped from it, with an unfamiliar and gloomy aura. The breath of a world.
Luo Tao felt a chill in his spine. Could it be that Feng Feiyun not only did not die in hell, but also broke the barrier of hell and returned again
The talents of the younger generation were also shocked. They all felt the breath from that strange world, and the space was torn apart by a gap as long as a finger.
"Bang!"
This gap was not opened in the end, and closed again.
"call!"
Everyone let out a long sigh. Fortunately, fortunately, if Feng Feiyun came back from hell, it would be terrible. Even hell couldn't kill him, who else could kill him
But now that the cracks in that space have merged, it means that he still can't escape from hell in the end, and it is inevitable to die in it.
"Any living creature stays in hell for a quarter of an hour, and absolutely cannot survive. Now that most of the time has passed, even if Feng Feiyun has a fighting technique against the sky, he will not be able to come back..."
"boom!"
There was another fierce loud noise on the ground. The crack on the ground was even bigger, and the air also cracked into a gap as long as a finger. A hand stretched out from the gap, it was Feng Feiyun. His hand, he wanted to tear apart the space barrier of hell and escape.
"Whoa!"
The crack in this space is even bigger, and you can already see a figure inside. The figure is extremely fierce, standing on an ancient bronze ship, and wants to break through the barrier of the space and return.
"God! Is this still a human being? We must stop him from breaking the barrier and escaping from hell." A young generation overlord exclaimed, and took the lead to shoot a well-informed shot and blasted into the crack.
Luo Tao, Ling Donglai, and some other young talents of Dazai's lineage also had the same thoughts in their hearts at this moment, and Feng Feiyun must not be allowed to return from it alive.
Just as each of them was about to show their unique magical powers, there was a sound of a flute between the heavens and the earth. This flute sound was beautiful and beautiful, like a divine comedy descended from the fairyland, confusing people's minds and making people's spiritual energy in their bodies confused. Can't condense at all.
This kind of Xiao sound, with a magical magic power, makes people addicted when listening to it.
Including the epic genius "Ling Donglai" and the king of the younger generation "Luo Tao", these people have become sluggish, the spiritual energy in their bodies has become extremely slow, and they can't condense their fighting skills at all. None of the natal instruments in it can be mobilized.
The person who played the flute was naturally Ye Xiaoxiang. She stood on the top of a mountain, her purple clothes fluttering, just like a banished fairy standing at the foot of the dusk hill, holding a simple bamboo flute in her hand, intoxicated by the sound of the flute.
Her purple flute was confiscated by Feng Feiyun. Just now, while Feng Feiyun and Luo Tao were fighting, she ran to the mountain to recreate a simple bamboo flute with a bamboo pipe. At this time, it finally came in handy. Stop these people from taking action against Feng Feiyun.
Dongfang Jingyue originally planned to make a move just now, but Ye Xiaoxiang took a step ahead. She was depressed again at this moment, her beautiful eyes filled with hatred, and Ye Xiaoxiang was even more unhappy.
"boom!"
In the space, there was a loud tearing sound, shaking the world, Feng Feiyun's hair danced wildly, like a demon, flying out of the torn space crack.