The sharpness of Tianzhuo’s gallbladder can cut through a spirit weapon. Even the magic city where the magic roots of Dongfang Jingshui are condensed can’t stop it. Every knife can cut off hundreds of roots on the magic city, but Dongfang Jingshui’s Taoism is no trivial matter, the eyebrows of the undead holy tree are almost immortal.
This is the sacred technique above the "Dao Dian", which is the top technique in the world.
Dongfang Jingshui was able to comprehend the "Sacred Tree of Immortality" from the first few pages of the incomplete "Dao Dian".
The holy tree that is more than three meters high grows between the eyebrows. The white trunk and green leaves provide him with energy.
"puff!"
Feng Feiyun once again broke through Dongfang Jingshui's defense, used the speed of reincarnation, flew behind him, stabbed his body with a knife, and a crimson blood flowed out along the knife edge. This knife directly penetrated Dongfang Jingshui's spleen, because the blade of the knife is wide, like a door panel, and the knife is embedded in his body, as if it was divided into two halves.
The undead holy tree once again burst into a steady stream of vitality, repairing Dongfang Jingshui's body at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a white brilliance rushed out from the wound, dazzling, and a huge force rushed to Feng Feiyun's body. His arms were shaking so hard that his bones went numb.
"Ow!"
Dongfang Jingshui let out a long whistle, and a black cloud spit out from his mouth. There were countless electric lights intertwined in it, hitting Feng Feiyun like a sea of thunder.
The clothes on Feng Feiyun's body instantly turned into fly ash, revealing a layer of golden armor inside. This is a set of armor inherited from the gods and kings of all dynasties. It is divided into seven pieces, a heart guard, two arm guards, two Leggings, breastplate and plastron.
The God King's battle armor is made of "flame pure gold". It is unparalleled and has been passed down for more than six thousand years without damage.
Feng Feiyun was wearing a battle armor, and his skin was golden, like a golden-armored warrior. The veins of the whole body condensed one after another beast soul, and the roar of the beast came from every pore, and the tibia became extremely open. through. Like a jade, a punch slammed out, and a piece of alien beast war spirit condensed into a torrent and flew out.
With one punch, nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight alien beasts were thrown out. This force was simply earth-shattering, with the power to shatter mountains and rivers and open up the world.
Dongfang Jingshui also fought madly, stretched out his hands, condensed the fairy cloud in one hand, and held the magic barrier in the other.
"boom!"
The two forces collided on the battle platform, and a deafening loud sound broke out, almost breaking the formation barrier around the battle platform. The giant guarding the battle platform quickly sacrificed a piece shaped like a hood. The spiritual weapon, once again banned the battle platform.
At the same time, the four-sided formation barrier of the battle platform was shattered by the violent shock wave. If the light of the spiritual weapon hadn't flowed down and blocked the scattered energy, I am afraid that some of the spectators under the battle platform would already be there. affected and died.
The third master of the Silver Hook Valve wiped the sweat on his forehead, "You are two fierce brats. How could I not be so strong when I was young."
This is not like the confrontation of the younger generation, it is comparable to the life and death struggle of the immortal world.
Feng Feiyun mobilized more than 9,000 spirits of alien beasts to combine into one, condensed on the fist, and collided with Dongfang Jingshui.
In the younger generation, Dongfang Jingshui is famous for his absolute attack power, and can kill a young king with a single slap. Feng Feiyun is famous for his speed, but at this moment he is avoiding his weaknesses and avoiding his strengths, instead of using his own advantages, he harassed him with absolute speed, and instead confronted Dongfang Jingshui head-on.
"Boom!"
A series of attack waves, all of which were the most violent confrontations, shook the battlefield constantly, and cracks appeared in some places. This is a battle platform made of jade and molten iron, and there are tens of thousands of formations placed in it, but at this moment, it is under the fierce attack of unknown two people, and it may collapse.
"Feng Feiyun is one realm lower than Dongfang Jingshui after all. Although he is physically strong, if he goes head-to-head with Dongfang Jingshui, he is likely to lose early." An old man with a feather fan in his hand sighed softly.
Tiansuan scholar's eyes lit up, holding the opposite opinion, saying: "Feng Feiyun's power comes from his powerful body, and the stamina is stronger, while the power of Dongfang Jingshui comes from supernatural powers, which requires huge amounts of power. As the foundation of Zifu’s spiritual energy, it will be depleted very quickly. The reason why Feng Feiyun and Dongfang Jingshui are head-to-head may be to exhaust the Zifu spiritual energy in his body.
The old man shook his head and said: "The cultivation base has reached the realm of Dongfang Jingshui, the dantian of the Zifu is like the ocean, even if it stores tens of thousands of Zifu's spiritual energy, it is very little. Like the three hundred and sixty divine rivers, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth can be continuously introduced into the body and replenish the spiritual energy."
Tiansuan scholar said: "But Dongfang Jingshui uses the supernatural powers of Taoism and Demons. It can exert ten times the combat power of monks in the same realm, and at the same time consumes ten times the spiritual energy of Zifu than ordinary people."
Dongfang Jingshui's combat power is indeed surging and majestic, and the source is endless. The air is shaken like molten iron, and it can smash meridians and bones when slapped on people's bodies. If ordinary people can resist nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight The power of the war spirits of different beasts, but he can. The supernatural powers and magical powers he played were astounding, and the power reached the power of seven and a half dragons and tigers.
The power of the seven-headed dragon and tiger is already the power of a half-step giant, and he can hit seven and a half heads at the fifth level of destiny.
"Feng Feiyun, you want to use your power to drain my spiritual energy. This is a very unwise act. To tell you the truth, I have a holy tree of immortality, and my power is endless. Even if it is a month of battle, I will not I will feel tired." Dongfang Jingshui roared loudly, the sky and the earth trembled, and fist shadows the size of eighteen hills blasted out.
Ordinary monks with the fifth level of destiny, if they fight with all their strength, they must recover their energy while fighting, otherwise, after a thousand strokes, the spiritual energy in the body will be lost in large quantities, affecting the combat effectiveness. However, Dongfang Jingshui, a madman, used the supernatural powers of Taoism and the magic power of Demon Gate at the same time, and the consumption was ten times that of ordinary people, but he did not feel the consumption at all. The palace in Zifu was more than a hundred times larger than ordinary people, like a purple field Ocean.
That's the power of epic genius, there's no need to worry about exhaustion.
Feng Feiyun smiled and said, "You didn't say that you would defeat me with eighty moves. How many moves have we fought now? I'm afraid there are thousands of moves, right?"
The cultivation of the two is extremely high, and they have already fought more than a thousand moves in just a quarter of an hour.
"Then let you see my real supreme supernatural powers, and let you be defeated." Dongfang Jingshui's expression was awe-inspiring, his body stood upright, and a ghostly figure burst out from his heart, with a hideous shape and a dark body, and there were dozens of them. m high.
This is a black shadow, domineering and grand, Feng Feiyun standing in front of it, like a small ant.
"Bang!"
As soon as the black magic shadow stretched out his hand, a huge handprint was shot, and it directly lifted Feng Feiyun into the air. The power was only strong, and it had reached the power of eight dragons and tigers.
To know the power of the nine-headed dragon and tiger, it is the power of a giant. Although the difference between the power of the seven-headed dragon and tiger and the power of the eight-headed dragon and tiger is only one number, the difference in power is calculated by geometrical times.
The power of the eight-headed dragon and tiger is already considered a powerhouse among the half-step giants.
"Oh my God! Dongfang Jingshui has actually cultivated into a Demon Seed." The sect master of a fairy sect stood up directly, shocked.
"Devil Seed" is something more powerful than Demon Root. Even in the ancient times, few of those Demon Sect members could cultivate a Demon Seed. Once they cultivated a Demon Seed, they would be directly named The next generation of magic door masters.
Although the Demon Seed cultivated by Dongfang Jingshui is just a shadow, it seems very illusory, but everyone believes that as long as he is given a hundred years, he will definitely be able to cultivate a real Demon Seed, and it is even possible to rebuild a new Demon Sect.
The "Magic Seed" and the "Holy Tree" came out together. What a huge amount of luck and understanding, it is possible to successfully cultivate these two kinds of unparalleled magical powers.
Many Xianmen bosses looked at each other in dismay, feeling the pressure. Dongfang Jingshui will definitely grow into the super overlord of the Jin Dynasty in the future. It is estimated that no one in the younger generation can compete with him.
The huge ghost shot again, a turbulent force was pressed down, Feng Feiyun stood on the battle platform, and there was an ancient bronze boat floating in the dantian, merging with the reincarnation rapidly, in this one When the huge ghost hand rubbed the body, it actively fell towards the bottom of the battlefield.
But to others, it seemed as if he had been blasted away by a ghost, he vomited blood, and fell off the stage.
Feng Feiyun fell off the stage, wiped the blood on his lips with his sleeve, and said, "Dongfang Jingshui, I didn't expect you to cultivate a Demon Seed. I was convinced that I was defeated, hum, don't let it go."
Feng Feiyun's face was pale, and it seemed that he was seriously injured, and he hurried away.
Although he said that he was convinced of his defeat, everyone present could hear that he was not convinced at all.
Dongfang Jingshui stood on the battle platform, without the slightest sense of joy, his eyes narrowed, staring at the back of Feng Feiyun quickly leaving, always feeling that something was wrong.
At the end of this battle, Dongfang Jingshui won. Although Feng Feiyun was defeated, no one underestimated him. After all, Dongfang Jingshui not only cultivated the "Sacred Tree of Immortality", but also cultivated the "Magic Seed". With the addition of two supernatural powers, there is almost no one in the younger generation, and even in the older generation, they can already rule the roost.
The second battle began, and it was "Prince Hongye" versus "Heavenly Blade Ancient House".
Feng Feiyun left very fast, and when he reached a place where no one was there, the blood on his face quickly recovered. He didn't look like a wounded person at all. Go to the palace.
On the battlefield just now, he clearly saw what Long Qingyang whispered in Longshenya's ear, and then Longshenya left in a hurry, and it didn't take long for Dazai Beiming Moshou to leave quietly.
Feng Feiyun felt a sense of unease in his heart, so he was defeated by Dongfang Jingshui. It would take at least 100,000 moves to decide the outcome.
Moreover, Feng Feiyun owns an ancient bronze ship, and in a real battle, the outcome will be unknown.
"It seems that Long Qingyang told Longshenya about the edict, and he must rush to the imperial palace as soon as possible. If they get the edict first, then everything will be too late." Feng Feiyun was faster and soon Arriving outside the imperial palace, I saw that the palace gate of the imperial palace was wide open, and there were four powerful and unfamiliar generals guarding outside the palace gate.