This robbery was not only the top killers of the Taishang Palace of Death, but also the dead men trained by the Beiming Clan. Some of the top figures of the older generation were among them. There were too many masters, too many to count.
Not only wanted to kill Feng Feiyun, but also wanted to obliterate Long Cangyue.
As soon as Long Cangyue died and Princess Luofu remarried, no one could compete with Longshenya for the throne of Emperor Jin.
In order to get the entire Shenjin Dynasty, it is worth paying any price.
The surroundings were full of ruins, shrouded in smoke, and the cold air was pressing. There was a layer of black clouds rolling over the head, and the sky could not be seen.
In the haze, several figures flew over, their whole bodies were shrouded in black robes, and circles of black smoke flew around their bodies, wrapping their bodies in black cocoons.
They are all top killers, and they are not using concealment techniques at this moment, because there is no need to conceal their figures, just kill them directly, and make quick decisions.
"Come on, there are eight people in total, four of them have reached the fifth level of destiny, and the remaining four are at the level of destiny." Long Cangyue said.
Bi Ningshuai hid behind a broken wall and shouted, "My darling, there are not many killers in the fifth realm of destiny, even in Qianjinyixialou."
These four killers with the fifth level of destiny are obviously different from the previous monks with the fifth level of destiny. These four people are more aggressive and have more killing intent, and they have no doubt that they have half a step in assassination. The strength of a giant.
The previous monks with the fifth level of Destiny were all dead warriors trained by the Beiming Clan. Although they were also very powerful, they were completely incapable of comparing with the killers trained by the Taishang Destiny Palace. This was a real killing god. It also takes a lot of resources to cultivate a Taishang Palace of Death.
Feng Feiyun stood alone in the midst of the wind and waves, his hair was swaying, and his clothes were sinking straight like cast iron.
"puff!"
One of the killers had his throat pierced by the tip of the gun, pierced his neck, and the tip of the gun shook, and the neck exploded, blood flying.
Two pieces of soldiers stabbed out from his back. There are ancient inscriptions on the soldiers, engraved with runes, fast and powerful.
These are two killers with the fifth level of destiny. Their eyes do not contain any light of life, just like two dead men, but they are clearly breathing, inhaling spiritual energy and exhaling lightning.
Their speed is naturally unparalleled, but Feng Feiyun's speed is even faster, the body is like the wind, dodging the two soldiers, the spear shot, like a white lightning.
"puff!"
Another killer fell from mid-air like a dropped kite.
"Who sent you here?" Feng Feiyun pointed his spear between the eyebrows of the third killer, and the white light above the spear tip was extremely sharp.
The other party didn't say a word, and spit out a small cyan sword, which was covered with venom, corroding the air into a "crackling" sound.
"court death!"
Feng Feiyun pierced the man's brow with a spear, and rubbed a blood hole the size of a finger. The blood inside was black. When he spat out the small sword, he also swallowed the poison.
The poisoned little sword was knocked into the air by Feng Feiyun and penetrated into the body of the fourth killer. The little sword pierced through the man's body, and the man's body burned with blue flames. The three In the time of breathing, it burns into fly ash.
The poison in the small sword was so poisonous that it made people tongue-tied.
Eight killers came, four died, and there were four remaining gods of the fifth level of destiny.
These four people have surrounded Feng Feiyun in the center, condensing a killing field, like a copper wall with no gaps on all sides.
The four shot at the same time, using the most powerful killing techniques and moves, Feng Feiyun also mobilized twelve points of energy, turning the Tianzhu soldiers into thousands of small swords, wrapping the whole body, and the four people. fight.
While fighting, Feng Feiyun moved towards the ruins of the great hall, and soon brought the four killers to the top of the ruins.
"Mark of the God King, open!"
Feng Feiyun hit a seal, penetrated into the ground, and then flew up, dodging far away.
The four killers with the fifth level of destiny all felt a sense of danger. This was an instinctive feeling as a killer. They also wanted to escape, but it was too late.
"boom!"
A long golden dragon rushing up from the ground, more than thirty meters long, full of energy, golden light, and four killers with the fifth highest destiny were swallowed by the golden dragon in an instant.
This is naturally not the real golden dragon, but the mark left by the seventh generation of god king with spiritual power, which is stained with the aura of the dragon emperor, so the shape is like a golden dragon.
The power above the golden long dragon was exhausted, and it turned into a plume of golden smoke, with a rain of blood falling from it, and the four killers with the fifth most destined destiny died just like that, leaving no flesh and blood.
Before Rong Feng Feiyun took a breath, a more powerful murderous aura fell from the sky.
"Shh!"
A murderous aura fell on Feng Feiyun's back, almost splitting his body in half
Affected by this force, Bi Ningshuai fell directly on the ground, unable to stand up, as if there were thousands of acres of mountains pressing down on him.
Long Cangyue also trembled slightly, almost unable to stand up straight.
This is the power of the giant level. The momentum of the giant burst out completely. From the rolling black clouds above the sky, a blood-red River of Sword flew out. There were corpse mountains and white bones floating on it, and a huge black shadow with a height of 100 meters. floating above the head.
The huge figure is like a giant hidden behind the clouds.
A giant killer!
Without any hesitation, Feng Feiyun immediately triggered the imprint of a god king. Countless essences condensed, gathered back, and turned into a huge golden figure, wearing a battle robe, with a blue cloud above his head, holding a battle axe, like a golden armored god of war.
This is the mark of the third generation of God King!
It is said that the third generation of God Kings has cultivated to the realm of real people. He has reigned for more than 1,600 years and is a fighting madman who has dominated the first generation.
This mark, which contains the fighting will of the third generation of God Kings, is hundreds of meters high, and directly compares the shadow above the sky.
"The Ancient War Seal of the God King!" There was a negative exclamation from above the sky.
A golden axe shadow slashed towards the sky, smashed through the black clouds, and splashed a rain of blood. The rain of blood flew down from the sky and burned in the air.
The power of this axe shadow is irresistible, it seems to be able to open up the world, even a giant-level killing god can't withstand this blow.
A giant fell, and the corpse rolled down. The flesh and neck bones were so heavy that they smashed the ground into a deep pit, and the pit was filled with flames.
"Okay! I finally killed a big guy." Bi Ningshuai was applauding.
Long Cangyue hurried up and slapped the wound on Feng Feiyun's back with a palm, his eyes were cold, and with a firm look, a devouring force burst out.
Blood surged from the wound on Feng Feiyun's back, and countless spiritual energy flowed into her palm and into her body along the wound.
Bi Ningshuai hurriedly jumped out and scolded: "You are too vicious, a woman, taking advantage of people's danger, attacking him and absorbing his cultivation, what's the benefit to you?"
"puff!"
Long Cangyue shuddered, vomited blood, flew upside down, rolled onto the ground, her slender and fair palms split open, and her flesh was blurred, as if countless knives had been slashed by a knife, five slender fingers, all To fall from the palm.
Feng Feiyun took a deep breath, the wound on his back slowly began to heal, and soon began to scar. After taking a spiritual pill, it was much better.
He walked over, lifted Long Cangyue up, took out a third-grade elixir, and gave it to her.
"Fuck! Feng Feiyun, she practiced the evil spirit treasure hunt, and just wanted to devour your cultivation." Bi Ningshuai shouted.
Feng Feiyun looked at Long Cangyue's bloody hand, shook his head, and said, "No, my back was invaded by the murderous aura of a giant-level killer, and I cannot refine that powerful murderous aura with my cultivation. This murderous aura roams through the blood vessels, destroys the body's mechanism, and can shred people's internal organs. She just shot to suck out that wisp of murderous aura."
"So... that's the case!" Bi Ningshuai coughed twice, a little embarrassed.
After taking the healing elixir, Long Cangyue decisively broke free from Feng Feiyun's hand and said coldly, "I'm just afraid that after you die, no one will be able to draw the imprint of the God King to deal with those killers. Don't think I'm trying to save you."
"Naturally." Feng Feiyun nodded.
"Three marks of the God King have been used, and there are only four left. Once all seven marks are used up, we can only wait to die." Bi Ning said handsomely.
Long Cangyue said: "If such a big thing happened in the palace of the gods, it will definitely disturb the whole gods. Even if the other party hires a wise teacher to cover up the atmosphere here, it will definitely not last long. As long as we can survive until that time, we will be able to live. down."
Feng Feiyun looked at the chaotic Shenwang Mansion, many formations were broken, and a large number of masters came here, there were several giant-level characters, the breath was as huge as a mountain, the situation was very bad, the enemy must also want to hurry Quick decision, don't dare to delay too long.
"By the way, Feng Feiyun, don't you have a cousin! Where has your cousin gone?" Bi Ningshuai saw the witch attack with his own eyes, and defeated the four leading figures of the Yugan Dynasty with one finger. Horror boundless.
"Cousin?" Long Cangyue's beautiful eyes slanted slightly.
Feng Feiyun's face was solemn and he said, "It's better not to go to her unless it's a last resort."
"Now is the time of last resort. Everyone is relatives, help, she shouldn't be so stingy!" Bi Ning said handsomely.
It's not that Feng Feiyun has not thought about escaping to the underground dragon veins and asking the witch to take action. Let's not say whether the witch will take action. Even if the witch does, it will definitely be an earth-shattering battle, and even the Jin Emperor will be alarmed. , once the Jin emperor knew that the female demon was hiding in the palace of the gods and was still plundering the power of the dragon veins, then Feng Feiyun would be hard to argue.
Therefore, Feng Feiyun didn't want to provoke the female devil unless it was a last resort. Once she was happy, no one could stop her.