In a war-torn place, the ancient red building collapsed, the glaze turned into rubble, and the blood was stained with red and white flowers.
This is the most beautiful land in the world. Now it has turned into a slaughtering field. Many stunning women have been mercilessly beheaded. In the eyes of the iron-blooded Shenwu Army, military orders are more important than beauty.
Feng Feiyun stood between the collapsed temples, the smoke around him almost drowned his body, but he remained motionless, with six divine pictures floating around his body, radiant and bright, guarding his body.
The world has become quiet, Feng Feiyun is motionless, it seems to have turned into a stone sculpture, the spirituality of both ears is open, and the sound of wind blowing sand can be heard.
"call out!"
At this moment, a sword light pierced through the air, like a bolt of lightning slicing through the air.
Feng Feiyun's body suddenly spun, turned into a gust of wind, disappeared in place, dodged the deadly sword, and immediately turned back and slashed a sword, the wave of the sword was shaped like a dragon, with the power of opening the world. .
"boom!"
A black shadow jumped out of the void, his body was as dim as a ghost shadow, and the space around him sent out water-like ripples, as if to squeeze into the air again.
This is the killer of the Taishang Palace of Death, the young generation of heroes, and the art of concealment is particularly powerful.
"Do you still want to go?"
Feng Feiyun snorted coldly, nine thousand nine hundred and thirty-two beast shadows appeared on his arm, and he punched out, directly blasting the killer out, throwing it out, his mouth was spitting blood .
"Bang!"
Feng Feiyun stepped on his body and trampled him to death.
This killer is already quite powerful, and the method of killing is extremely terrifying. Compared with the first killer of the younger generation, "Du Shougao", it is not much different.
After killing this killer, Feng Feiyun turned into a streamer, chasing after Ye Xiaoxiang.
It didn't take long for Feng Feiyun to catch up with the old woman and Ye Xiaoxiang, crossed the void, and suddenly appeared in front of them, holding the blood-stained white stone giant knife, staring at the broken man with cold eyes. old woman with arms.
This old woman with a broken arm is Aunt Qin.
Her arm was chopped off by Feng Feiyun, and now it was intercepted by Feng Feiyun again. Aunt Qin's old wrinkled eyes looked particularly ferocious, and the ebony crutch in her hand was raised and pointed at Ye Xiaoxiang's throat. The light above the cane swallowed and swallowed, like a sharp sword.
Feng Feiyun's eyes were like knives, and he said, "Where are you taking everyone Ye Ye?"
"Feng Feiyun, I know that your cultivation is strong, but if you dare to move, do you believe that I can poke a blood hole in her throat?" Aunt Qin's voice seemed rather dry, with a hint of Sen Han. gas.
Several old men came and guarded behind Aunt Qin. They were all senior-level figures of Qianjin Yixiaolou, who had practiced for two or three hundred years.
One of the slightly wealthy old men, with bright eyes, Shenhua in both hands, and an iron-clad beast in his hand, said, "Xiaoxiang, Qianjin Yixiaolou is your home, and you don't want to see Qianjin Yixiaolou just like this. Destroy it! Why don't you hurry up, please Lord God King to retreat?"
Ye Xiaoxiang was sealed in her dantian by Aunt Qin, and her cultivation was imprisoned. She looked extraordinarily weak. Her crystal clear teeth were biting her lip lightly, and she stared at Feng Feiyun, her eyes filled with emotion. Said: "This time you are here for my daughter, Yixiaolou, right?"
She was afraid that she would be self-indulgent again, as if she was in a stunning building.
She couldn't believe that Feng Feiyun would make such a big move for her, shaking the whole god, and turning the whole Qianjin Yixiaolou into a battlefield.
Feng Feiyun said: "I promised Hongyan that I would take you back safely."
Hearing this, Ye Xiaoxiang nodded with a wry smile. After a long time, he said with difficulty, "Thank you!"
The word "thank you" represents politeness and courtesy, but it also represents life.
Between true friends and true lovers, there is no need to say two words.
"No thanks." Before Feng Feiyun's voice could fall, his body disappeared from the spot and slashed towards Aunt Qin with a knife.
Aunt Qin's cultivation is also not bad. From the beginning to the end, she paid attention to Feng Feiyun's body. When Feng Feiyun moved, she sharply gritted her teeth and stabbed Ye Xiaoxiang. She wanted to kill Ye Xiaoxiang first. Fight with Feng Feiyun again and again.
But she still underestimated Feng Feiyun's speed.
"puff!"
The light of the knife fell like a water curtain, slashing Aunt Qin's second arm, and together with the crutch she was holding, it fell to the ground with a "banging" sound.
Feng Feiyun fell to Ye Xiaoxiang's side, pulled her over with one hand, protected her in front of him, slashed out a second slash, and slashed Aunt Qin directly. The internal organs in the body were all smashed, and fell to the ground like a dead dog, never moving again.
Feng Feiyun took Ye Xiaoxiang's hand and said in her ear, "Now you don't have to be afraid of her anymore."
Feng Feiyun's movements were too fast, and everything happened in the blink of an eye. Before the few old men from the daughter-in-law Yixiaolou could react, Aunt Qin had already died under Feng Feiyun's knife.
"hateful!"
On the palms of these old men, the aura of the Purple Mansion condensed, and each shot a purple killing light, and at the same time slammed towards Feng Feiyun.
Ye Xiaoxiang was worried about Feng Feiyun, fearing that he would not be a match for these seniors.
"Bang!"
Feng Feiyun mobilized the power of the war spirit of the alien beasts, directly condensing 9,932 powers, punched out, and blasted these old men into the air, and the body was split open by the huge force. Blood splattered all over the place.
Although Feng Feiyun's current strength can't compete with the half-step giant, it is no longer difficult to kill these older monks.
"Follow me!" Feng Feiyun pulled Ye Xiaoxiang and retreated towards the periphery of Qianjin Yixiaolou.
Ye Xiaoxiang's hand was tightly held by Feng Feiyun, and the emotions in his heart were extremely complicated. Which woman would not want a man to be angry with her for her, but Feng Feiyun was not for her, but for Nangong Hongyan.
Nangong Hongyan is her best sister, how could she be jealous
Maybe it was a mistake to return to the capital with Nangong Hongyan, Ye Xiaoxiang thought so.
The entire city area around the Qianjinyixiaolou has been blocked by Feng Feiyun's Feng family masters, and many layers of enchantment have been arranged. Only the most powerful people will know that there is a big battle here.
Although the city was blocked, the monks in the Qianjin Yixiao Building still spread the news.
Someone came to the rescue.
A surging force came from above the sky in the north, sending out a shuddering force.
"This is... This is the power of a fourth-grade spiritual weapon!" Feng Feiyun naturally felt this terrifying killing power. He looked towards the northern sky and saw a blue brilliance that shattered the blockade. The extreme wall of space flew in the direction of Qianjin Yixiaolou.
It was a Grade 4 spirit weapon.
A giant holds a rank one spiritual weapon, and can destroy an ancient city across thousands of miles.
Only the first-grade spiritual tool has such terrifying power, and the fourth-grade spiritual tool is even more terrifying. The entire Shenjin Dynasty cannot find a few pieces. Only the cultivating forces of the level of the four major gates can master the fourth-grade spiritual tool. Spirit weapon, this is the real world-killing soldier.
Just like the "Blood Man God Jar" that Bi Ningshuai stole from the King of Yang Realm, it is a fourth-grade spiritual tool.
Once the spirit tool reaches the fourth rank, it can be called "killing soldiers of the world". In the Jin Dynasty, as long as you have a fourth-rank spirit tool, you can support a huge immortal gate and family, and keep the immortals. The door is timeless.
Although the power of the fourth-grade spiritual tool is terrifying, it is very difficult to sacrifice, and many of the materials needed are rare and divine, and it is difficult to find all in the Shenjin Dynasty.
And even if all the materials are found, the Great Refiner must personally sacrifice and refine it. It almost takes a great Refiner's hard work to succeed in refining a Grade 4 Spirit Artifact.
Moreover, it will take tens of thousands of years to cultivate the spirituality of the 4th-grade spiritual tool that has been successfully sacrificed. Only when the spirituality of the 4th-grade spiritual tool has reached a certain level, this spiritual tool can be called a fourth-grade spiritual tool. magic weapon.
Even the current Feng family does not have a fourth-grade spiritual weapon.
There are less than twenty pieces of the fourth-grade spiritual tools of the entire Shenjin Dynasty, each of which has a name and a surname, and is legendary.
Even if it is a giant, if it is hit by the source power of the fourth-grade spiritual tool, it will die and be wiped into ashes.
The source power of this fourth-grade spiritual tool has been activated, and just by hitting a kill, it directly wiped out a half-step giant of the Shenwu Army, and the body was evaporated into cyan smoke.
This fourth-grade spiritual tool was wrapped in a dazzling blue light, and it was impossible to see what shape it was, let alone which one of the fourth-grade spiritual tools was.
"Boom!"
The aura of the fourth-grade spiritual tool burst out completely, and the oppression caused tens of thousands of gods and warriors to explode and die. The corpses piled up like mountains, and the blood pooled into rivers.
Feng Feiyun was also almost stabbed by the light of the fourth-grade spiritual weapon. Although he escaped quickly, he still burned his arm, and his sleeves were turned to ashes.
Ning Fengxian and Da Maitreya, who were guarding outside the Qianjin Yixiao Building, these two extreme powerhouses shot at the same time. They each sacrificed a second-grade spiritual weapon, but they were shattered by the fourth-grade spiritual weapon just after they were sacrificed. , turned into two pieces of scrap iron and fell to the ground.
In front of a fourth-grade spiritual tool, a second-grade spiritual tool is the same as the difference between a wooden stick and a big knife.
"Poor Dao, I still don't believe it." Ning Fengxian stood in the void with a whisk in his hand, with the light on his back like water, condensing a huge Sanqing Dao shadow, showing a cyan immortal river under his feet, and the whisk waved out, his hands Condensed the seal and summoned "Nine Heavens Divine Thunder".
Jiuxiao Shenlei, comparable to the power of the heavens, is the life and death technique of the Taoist sect.
Ning Fengxian is a high-ranking giant with the ninth level of Destiny. His cultivation base is boundless and powerful. The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder he summons is even more terrifying. A total of eighteen thunderbolts have fallen, and he wants to hit this fourth-grade spiritual weapon. Retreat, but Jiuxiao Shenlei couldn't shake the fourth-grade spiritual weapon, instead, a corner of Ning Fengxian's robe was burned.
"Not good! This fourth-grade spiritual weapon is unparalleled in killing power. It was sacrificed by eight giants at the same time. They attacked and attacked across a void. Stop it." Ning Fengxian stepped back.
The terrifying attack power of the fourth-grade spiritual weapon made the upper giants of the ninth level of Destiny helpless.