Feng Feiyun had his own plans in mind, since Beiming was obsessed with playing, he naturally had to play with him to the end.
After leaving Lingshifang, Feng Feiyun and Bi Ningshuai separated.
After such a big thing happened, Bi Ningshuai must go to see Xie Honglian, otherwise God knows what will happen
Feng Feiyun is also going to see someone, and I don't know if she has left the capital
Feng Feiyun had already taken a Celestial Marrow Spirit Pill in the underground dragon veins, and his cultivation had improved a lot.
The Celestial Marrow Spirit Pill is only a fourth-grade spirit pill, and has not reached the level of a fifth-grade spirit pill, so refining one pill cannot break through a realm at all.
Although it has not yet reached the fourth level of destiny, it is similar.
And on the way to Jue Se Building, Feng Feiyun took the second Heaven Marrow Spirit Pill.
"Refining five Heavenly Marrow Spirit Pills should be able to break through the fourth level of destiny. Who will be my opponent in the younger generation?"
The ancient long street is covered with thick snow.
There is a bright moon hanging in the sky, the moonlight is bright and the air is cold.
Feng Feiyun stood alone downstairs, under the moonlight, the shadow was drawn very long.
Tomorrow is the battle of the concubine. All the geniuses and heroes have already gone to prepare for the battle. The stunning building, which used to be very lively in the past, seems to be a bit deserted tonight.
"Shh!"
Feng Feiyun's figure disappeared out of thin air, and the next moment, he appeared in the stunning building, a hall suspended in mid-air.
Above, in the Vermilion Jade Palace, a spirit lamp was lit.
The moment Feng Feiyun appeared below the Jade Palace, the spirit lamp went out instantly and became dark.
"He's here... He's right below." Nangong Hongyan wanted to rush out of the palace, but when she reached the door, she stopped abruptly.
Blood Dance said: "Isn't he dead?"
Nangong Hongyan shook her head and said, "There can be no mistake, I have already smelled his breath."
"Then why don't you go out to see him directly, obviously thinking about it very much, but it really appeared, and there is another person hiding here, this is not the style of your sister's work." Xuewu said.
With a complicated look in Nangong Hongyan's beautiful eyes, she gently shook her head, took out a box with a layer of seal on it, like a fine net, and said, "Give this to him."
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Feng Feiyun stood quietly on the snow, letting the cold wind blow on his face, and after a while, a graceful red figure flew down from above, with long black hair, snow-white skin, and a sexy figure, just like a stunning figure. 's stunner.
Red Shadow at night!
The blood dance laughs, the laughter seduces the soul, there are very few men who can not fall in love with her laughter, it is very criminal, the slender waist swaying like a water snake, came over, and said charmingly: "Everyone They all thought that Lord God King was dead, but I didn't think that you, a bad person, would never die."
Xuewuxiang's shoulders were half exposed, and her body was scented with the scent of a butterfly. She leaned over, full of provocation.
Feng Feiyun turned a blind eye and said, "Where's Hongyan? Why didn't she come out to see me?"
"Sister has already left the stunning building." Xue Wu's fingers seemed to have no bones, gently caressing Feng Feiyun's cheeks, and a pair of autumn waves gently blinked.
"Where did she go?" Feng Feiyun asked.
"I don't know about this. She left in a hurry, leaving only this box and let me give it to you." Xue Wu was a little boring, took out the box and handed it to Feng Fei cloud.
This is a crimson iron box, made of extremely rare geocentric iron, wrapped with a fine seal, like a spider web, and white brilliance still flowing on it.
Feng Feiyun squinted his eyes, with a thoughtful look, he held the red iron box in his hand, and was about to break the seal on it and open the box.
"No, no, my sister said that the contents of this box must be opened only when you are most dangerous and desperate. Now it won't work, you have to be obedient!" Xue Wu hurriedly stopped Feng Fei Yun Jiang The iron box is opened.
Feng Feiyun glanced at Xuewu slightly, then looked at the palace suspended above, and said with a smile: "Okay! If you don't open it, don't open it. Is there anything Hongyan wants you to tell me?"
"No?" Xuewu smiled playfully.
"It's gone?" Feng Feiyun said.
Xue Wu said again: "Oh! I remembered, my sister told you not to forget the promise you made with her. A man who doesn't keep the promise is not a good man. By the way, what promise is it? You don't want to elope. Bar?"
"This... can't be said, can't be said!" Feng Feiyun smiled, and finally glanced at the palace above, a little disappointed, and then walked away on the snow.
"Elope, elope!" Xue Wu laughed from behind.
Nangong's red face and white clothes are not stained, and her posture is extremely perfect, like a fairy in white.
The cold wind is like a knife, and the cold air is fierce, carving out a stunning beauty who is jealous, scheming and affectionate.
No one knows how lonely she is in her heart, and no one knows that the love in her heart is more than the loneliness she bears, she is just a woman, and she wants to have a shoulder to lean on, like a tired bird, I want to have a nest in the cold storm.
She stood on the suspended temple, watching Feng Feiyun leave, motionless, as if frozen by the wind and snow into a beautiful ice sculpture.
Feng Feiyun walked a long way, and vaguely heard the sound of the ethereal guzheng behind him. The sound was so beautiful that it could not be described in words. At this moment, it was as if Nangong Hongyan's soft and moving body was embraced in his arms. It is warm and kind, and the Buddha can melt the human body, just like a veteran on the battlefield, the wife's first hug after returning home after a near-death.
The feeling is indescribable, warm, wonderful, satisfying.
Feng Feiyun stopped and stood there for a long time, listening to the song hard, until the song fell and Feng Feiyun was already covered with thick snow before he continued to leave.
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"This time, more than half of the geniuses of the entire Shenjin Dynasty will participate in the battle of the concubine. There are more than ten geniuses at the epic level. Not to be outdone, the kings of the younger generation have participated in this battle."
"Today is the time to sign up. There are several unfamiliar top powerhouses. Some people suspect that they are from other dynasties."
"In just one morning, more than 10,000 young talents signed up, coming from all over the world, from all over the world."
The venue for the battle of the prince-in-law was set in the imperial city, and the three princes and Jiuqing hosted this feast of young talents together, which was like a meeting between the wind and clouds.
Many fighting madmen have come out of the retreat, and they want to come here for a while to be a hero in the world.
"Epic-level geniuses are not necessarily invincible in combat power." Ji Feng was wearing a blue-clothed Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand, as elegant as the first. In the place of one move, in just one morning, sixteen geniuses were defeated by him, and all of them were won by one move.
Although Ji Feng is not an epic-level genius, his combat power is stronger than that of an epic-level genius.
At noon, another earth-shattering figure appeared. This man had black wings on his back and four arms. His origin was mysterious. Powerful, he fought dozens of moves against a half-step giant without defeat.
Epic geniuses are not necessarily the top figures of the younger generation.
The so-called "epic level" refers to their strong physique, high talent, and deep potential, not that their strength is the top.
An epic genius who has been practicing for ten years is not necessarily stronger than a genius who has been practicing for 30 years.
In the Shenjin Dynasty, as long as they are not over fifty years old, they are called the younger generation.
Not long after, another mysterious young powerhouse appeared. His body was covered in mud, like a clay figurine. He was no more than 1.5 meters tall. A cloud flew above his head. turned into a quagmire.
An older-generation cultivator who had reached the fifth level of destiny, wanted to test his depth, but he gently slapped him on the chest, and his body turned into blood and mud.
Yet another unfathomable young talent whose name no one has ever heard.
The Shenjin Dynasty is really too big and the population is too large. There are many ancient immortal gates hidden in the mountains and lakes, and they may not be able to deal with the outside world for thousands of years. It is not a big fuss for these mysterious young talents to be born. .
There is no shortage of freaks in this world, just like little demons, even if they don't concentrate on their cultivation, the speed of their cultivation is quite terrifying and unparalleled.
Whether the combat power is strong or not depends not only on the level of talent, but some Tianjiao with strong minds who practice special exercises, even have the power to kill epic geniuses in seconds.
Only half a day has passed, and several freaks have appeared, and their combat power is catching up with the half-step giant, making those heroes on the epic genius list feel a strong pressure.
"Dongfang Jingshui is also here. He also wants to marry Princess Luofu? Take the position of the new generation of God King?" Someone exclaimed.
Dongfang Jingshui has a domineering aura, with a magic city above his head, and a terrifying magic power condensed on his body, he said with a long smile: "The gathering of geniuses and talents, how can I be missing. The position of Princess Luofu and the king of gods, I have both No interest, I just want to find a worthy opponent."
How arrogant!
As soon as these words came out, many young talents were not convinced.
One of the young talents gestured slightly, and an old guard standing behind him immediately flew out, hitting the power of seven dragons and tigers with one palm.
Dongfang Jingshui also slapped the old man back.
"Oh my god! Dongfang Jingshui has reached such a powerful position, and its combat power can already compete with the half-step giant."
Many people looked at each other in dismay. He was worthy of being the first person of the younger generation of the Silver Hook Clan. His combat power was so terrifying. In this battle of the concubine, who could overwhelm him.
Although Dongfang Jingshui's combat power is strong, there are still several people on the scene who are eager to try, their fighting spirit soars, and their strength is not much weaker than Dongfang Jingshui.
"Haha! I'm just applying for a name today. I want to see you on the battle stage. As long as I think I'm qualified to fight me, I will definitely accompany me to the end." Dongfang Jingshui walked away.
"Cousin, it seems that Dongfang Jingshui has also broken through the fifth level of destiny, and will be your rival!" Longshenya laughed.
Beiming Potian opened his eyes, his pupils burst into brilliance, and with strong confidence, he said: "This time I will definitely win, whether it is Dongfang Jingshui or Li Xiaonan, I will definitely step on it. under your feet."
The first day of the Battle of the Consort was just the day to sign up. Tens of thousands of years of young talents signed up, all of them were well-cultivated, and they were the top group of the younger generation of the Shenjin Dynasty.
Feng Feiyun also rushed to sign up when it was dusk, and the name was "Feng Ergou".