"Haha! Feng Feiyun, you have been tricked. This is just a puppet war corpse under my control, but it made you use the power of the last trick of the God King Ling. Do you still have the strength to resist now?" The man in black fell from the sky and shot Feng Feiyun without hesitation.
Without the threat of the God King Ling, he was not afraid of the wind and clouds at all.
With a look of disdain in Feng Feiyun's eyes, he flipped his hand and mobilized the power of the god kings of all dynasties again, and hit the fourth blow, which directly ripped this young king to pieces, and the blood rained flying. sprinkle.
When he drinks hatred, he doesn't know why he died
"What? With your cultivation, how could Feng Feiyun mobilize the power of God King Ling for the fourth time? Three times are already the limit..." Someone exclaimed.
This exclamation also exposed his figure, Feng Feiyun flew up into the air, mobilized the power of the god kings for the fifth time, and slammed down, blasting the man directly to ashes, blood spilled on the ground, and the sound came abruptly. end.
To mobilize the power of Divine King Ling, it relies on divine consciousness. Ordinary people only have ten divine consciousnesses, but Feng Feiyun possesses forty divine consciousnesses, and the power of divine consciousness is simply beyond the imagination of these people, who can mobilize Divine King Ling. The number of times they can't guess.
"The situation has changed, crap!"
Those young monks with black scarves and masks fled one after another, unfolding at a rapid speed, and their figures were as fast as ghosts.
Feng Feiyun stood in the center of the ancient street, and with a wave of the God King Ling, he hit the sixth time, and the two black shadows above the western sky were directly smashed out. There are treasures to protect him, but he still can't stop the power of the king of the gods, falling from the sky and falling to the ground.
The others fled, unable to pursue them at all.
"Shh!"
At this moment, Feng Feiyun was alert and felt a light on his back, and someone took Ye Xiaoxiang away from his back.
The one who shot was Wan Huazhu, the owner of Qianjin Yixiaolou. She held Ye Xiaoxiang in one hand and stepped on a bridge of ghosts. She was already dozens of miles away.
"Looking for death!" Feng Feiyun yelled, the long hair on his head danced wildly, and flew upside down, his eyes were like blood beads, like a god and demon, he slammed out the decree of the god king, and slammed down toward the sky.
Wan Huazhu grabbed Ye Xiaoxiang with one hand, turned around, waved his sleeve, and a stream of light blasted out, directly obliterating the power of God King Ling, saying: "Feng Feiyun, your cultivation is still too low, Even with the Divine King Ling in hand, it is far from my opponent. Ye Xiaoxiang, she must be a daughter of a daughter, she can never escape, and no one can control this fact. Kill him without leaving any traces. "
After Wan Huazhu said this, he walked away, stepping on the Ghost Immortal Bridge, and had already walked out of this city area, thousands of miles away.
Feng Feiyun watched Ye Xiaoxiang being taken away by her, and was taken away alive from his back. At this moment, he strongly felt that his cultivation was insufficient, and he was still far from the real powerhouse. .
Ye Xiaoxiang is so pitiful, what's wrong with her
She was not wrong at all, why should God be so unfair to her
"No!" Feng Feiyun roared, and blamed herself even more in her heart. If it wasn't for herself, how could she be found hiding in the stunning building, and if it wasn't for herself, how could she escape from the stunning building.
Where did his promise to Hongyan go
Feng Feiyun's teeth were about to be shattered, and he mobilized the strength of his whole body to chase after him. He must save Ye Xiaoxiang, no matter what the cost.
"Leave me."
A half-step giant level figure, standing on the top of a house, slammed a huge palm print, this palm print was earth-shattering, and suppressed from the sky.
Feng Feiyun stopped abruptly, and threw out the decree of the god king with both hands. A mouthful of blood was sprayed on the decree of the god king, and seven golden figures rose into the sky, banging the half-step giant's blow.
"Boom!"
Feng Feiyun's realm can only mobilize part of the power of God King Ling, which is weaker than the half-step giant, and was directly suppressed by this palm print. There were bloody openings that seemed to tear his body apart.
This is the power of a half-step giant, far surpassing that of the fifth-level cultivator of destiny.
The second half-step giant made the shot, and he was also a person from Qianjin Yixiaolou. His body was like a ball. He stood on the cloud and pressed down with one foot. A huge footprint, hundreds of meters long, with a dark color The magic flame, condensed a huge power.
"Bang!"
Even the undead phoenix body couldn't bear this force. The flesh and blood of Feng Feiyun's hands exploded, revealing the bones of Bai Sensen. A piece shattered.
The power of the half-step giant is simply not something he can withstand at his current realm, let alone two half-step giants.
"Bang!"
Feng Feiyun knelt down on one knee, coughing up blood constantly, if it wasn't for the support of Divine King Ling, he would have been shocked to death at this moment.
"Crackling!"
The spine of the King of Hell on Feng Feiyun's back is like a black demon bone, and like a majestic mountain range, surging evil power.
"boom!"
The backbone of the King of Hell seemed to be alive, causing Feng Feiyun's back to move up and down, and the bones and meridians of the whole body turned black, from the spine to the ribs, to the legs and arms, five fingers, and the bones of the whole body seemed to be stained. Evil nature, full of death.
The backbone of the King of Hell represents absolute strength. It can hold up a piece of the sky with the backbone, stand on the ground, and never die. The King of Hell is dead, but the backbone will not fall.
"Ow!"
Feng Feiyun let out a long whistle, the bones in the body were rubbing and rattling like metal, the skin and flesh on the body turned black, the long hair was reversed, and the eyes were red, like a demon.
Feng Feiyun suddenly straightened his spine, stood up, and shredded the palm prints and footprints made by the two half-step giants with his bare hands, his body bounced like a cannonball, and he punched one of the half-step giants. past.
"What the hell?" The half-step giant felt fear in his heart, and was shaken by the impact of the King of Hell's breath.
Although he was terrified, he was a half-step giant cultivator after all. He was in a deep state of mind. He suddenly took action and resisted the past. It was like a sacred mountain slammed into the arm, breaking the half-step giant's phalanx, and his body flew out.
The half-step giant's heart was very shocked, how could Feng Feiyun burst out with such terrifying power
He is a half-step giant, how could he be defeated
"Ow!"
A beast-like cry came from his ear, which was very harsh and made his brain faint. His face showed a look of horror, and he quickly activated the natal magic weapon in the dantian of Zifu, and bombarded it behind him. .
Feng Feiyun suddenly appeared behind him, grabbed his left shoulder with one hand, and grabbed his right shoulder with the other. With a long whistle, puff, the half-step giant's body was torn in half, and his internal organs were scattered all over the ground.
There was also a fist-sized blood hole in Feng Feiyun's chest, blood was gushing continuously, but he didn't realize it.
The remaining three half-step giants were stunned. At this moment, Feng Feiyun was like an evil god, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear, and his whole body was cold.
"He has been seriously injured and cannot last for a long time. Let's join forces to kill him." A half-step giant took the lead and used a spiritual technique, condensing a huge beast shadow, and bombarded the top of Feng Feiyun's head. .
Feng Feiyun opened his mouth in the sky, a black light came out of his mouth, swallowed the beast shadow directly, and then rushed to kill it.
The three half-step giants all launched their strongest attacks, and they barely resisted Feng Feiyun.
The four of them fought together and razed this city to the ground, turning them all into ruins, and all the monks in this city died.
"Boom!"
The three half-step giants all suffered serious injuries. One's face was smashed by Feng Feiyun, half of his head was dripping blood, and the other's right hand was torn by Feng Feiyun, and blood was still gushing from his shoulders , The eyes of the third person burst, the bridge of the nose was crushed, and the whole face was almost sunken.
Feng Feiyun's injuries were even worse. Blood was dripping from all over his body, his clothes were dyed red, and he didn't know how many bones in his body were broken, especially the two scars on his back and abdomen. , almost cut his body into two pieces.
Feng Feiyun smashed the barrier of space with a punch and flew away into the distance.
"You can't let him escape, or the consequences will be disastrous."
The three half-step giants turned into three black shadows, and they quickly chased and killed Feng Feiyun.
Feng Feiyun's sanity has begun to be confused at this moment, his body is getting weaker and weaker, almost numb, the black evil energy in his skin and flesh is slowly receding, and he has retreated to the back of the king of hell, a sense of collapse hit him. mind, making him drowsy.
"You can't close your eyes, closing your eyes is death!"
Feng Feiyun could feel the three half-step giants behind him chasing closer and closer, clenching his teeth and continuing to fly, but eventually the spiritual energy in his body was exhausted and he fell straight from the sky.
A slender black shadow flew up from the corner. When Feng Feiyun was about to fall to the ground, he caught Feng Feiyun, hugged him, stepped on the ground with his feet, and a pattern immediately emerged. The human body sank directly into the ground and disappeared without a trace.
"boom!"
The three half-step giants chased the place, and at the same time bombarded the ground, creating a huge pit dozens of meters deep, but the two of them had already escaped, leaving no trace.
"It was an evil spirit treasure hunt, ghosts and immortals escaped from the world, they escaped, who rescued Feng Feiyun?"
"These troubles are big, go back and report to the landlord immediately."
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In another secret place in Shendu, two figures emerged from the ground, Feng Feiyun held Long Cangyue tightly in his hand, his eyes were cold, and said, "Go back to... God King... God King's Mansion, recall... three Marquis of Heaven, lead... lead the army of gods and martial arts into the city and destroy... Qianjin Yixiaolou..."