It took Feng Feiyun no more than ten minutes from entering the imperial palace to entering the concubine's bedroom, and during these ten minutes, the outside of the imperial palace was also turbulent.
Princess Luofu was the first to receive Feng Feiyun's Yufei Talisman. She was still watching the battle under the stage, but after checking the Yufei Talisman for a moment, her face changed suddenly, and she quickly brought a group of monks and officials behind her. Quickly walked towards the Tianyu Palace.
"Mother, the big thing is not good." Princess Luofu walked into the Tianyu Palace alone, with a very fast pace, a step of ten feet.
Hua Shenfei stood on a golden carved phoenix chair, her eyes were slightly closed, she was meditating carefully, she slowly opened her eyes, and said lightly: "How many times have I taught you to be calm when something happens. What's the matter?"
Princess Luofu directly hit the jade flying talisman in her hand, and it flew into the delicate jade hand of Hua Shenfei.
After reading the contents of the Yufei Talisman, Hua Shenfei changed her face, stood up suddenly, and said to herself: "It's coming so fast." There were various expressions in her eyes, thinking quickly, but very quickly He calmed down again and said, "What are you going to do?"
Princess Luofu has grown up, and it is time for her to make up her own mind.
"Attack with all your strength and seize power by force." Princess Luofu was very decisive, with her hands behind her back, there was an empress-like demeanor.
"Then just let it go!" Concubine Hua's eyes were full of dazzling expressions, she suddenly looked into the depths of the harem, her body suddenly disappeared from the place, and the next moment she appeared in the emperor Outside the palace, he galloped straight towards the depths of the harem.
Princess Luofu stood in the Tianyu Hall, issued more than ten orders in a row, dispatched troops, and seemed calm and composed.
There were earth-shattering changes in the gods, and battles took place in many places, especially the nine gods in the outer city, which were seized at the first time, the nine gods were opened, and all the nine commanders changed hands.
In a certain important town outside the capital of God, there are 80 million Shenwu troops stationed. Suddenly, a huge drum sounded in the important town, shaking 800 miles. Dangling towards the capital of the gods.
Everything happened within a few minutes, and it seemed extremely fast, as if everything was ready. As long as someone gave an order, the huge powder keg of Shendu was immediately ignited, and then exploded, bursting out. Gorgeous fire.
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In the imperial palace, the sound of battle is endless.
Beimingxiao is at the early stage of the half-step giant, but his combat power is stronger than that of Zhuo Luo, because he has the talent to defy geniuses, has a stronger ability to comprehend the way of heaven, and has a better physique. There was a cold air on his palm, and the ice crystals on the ground continued to extend to the feet of Feng Feiyun.
This is "Beiming Divine Art", the supernatural power of the Beiming clan!
The half-step giant's shot is no trivial matter. Even without the use of a spiritual tool, it is just a magic technique that can crush a corner of an ancient city.
"Since you want this third-grade spiritual weapon, then I'll give it to you." Feng Feiyun took the initiative to greet him, and Miaogui's finger, which was suspended in the palm of his hand, burst into a large black light, like a black cloud.
The power of the third-grade spiritual tool was fully unfolded, and just the aftermath scattered out, piercing the bodies of the three Beiming Clan monks, revealing a blood hole the size of a human head in their chests, and they fell straight to the ground.
And Beiming Xiao, who was in the center of the spiritual tool, was even more powerful. His body was like being pressed against the top of Wanshan Mountain. The Beiming Divine Art he played was suppressed and came back.
"How can it be so powerful?"
Bei Mingxiao's face was full of disbelief. Even if he had a third-grade spiritual weapon, he was a half-step giant. How could he be beaten to the point of vomiting blood by a junior? Can't keep up with the cultivation base of others for several years
The other three half-step giant-level Beiming clan powerhouses also noticed the bad at the first time. The power of Feng Feiyun was completely beyond their expectations. Even a half-step giant might not be enough to see in his hands.
"This son can't be kept, but at the age of 20, he can already fight against the giants for half a step. If he is given a few more years, even the giants will give way in front of him."
A huge black paw print flew down, seven or eight meters long, with black fur, and the nails were like blades and blades.
"Ow!"
Beiming Youyang rode a huge black three-headed cat and suddenly came out. This is a giant cat with three heads and a height of more than 20 meters. He has practiced for more than 900 years and is about to enter the spirit beast realm. .
This three-headed giant cat is an ancient alien. Its body can be big or small. When it is not fighting, it is only the size of a slap. It is docile and cute. Once it fights, it is comparable to a wild ancient beast.
In Feng Feiyun's body, the war spirits of the beasts were roaring. Countless war spirits appeared on his back and flowed into the celestial marrow soldiers in his hands. With a knife, the power was extremely fierce. The claws of the three-headed giant cat were split open, and a bloody mouth more than three meters long was pulled out, and a large amount of blood poured out of it.
"Meow!" The three-headed giant cat let out a cry like a ghost cry, which was particularly infiltrating, and roared again.
The other two half-step giants also shot, none of them were mediocre, each played a forbidden technique, turned into two mountains, and suppressed Xiang Feng Feiyun's head.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Feng Feiyun's double fists were amazing, blasting the two mountains, and his body retreated sharply. At this moment, the group of monks from the Beiming Clan also launched an attack wave, which was enough to have many lightning bolts. Towards the wind and clouds.
Feng Feiyun stepped on Samsara and flew out, but where he was standing, he was blasted out of a huge deep pit, where there was very little black smoke, and the current was running through.
None of the monks from the Beiming Clan were vegetarians. At this moment, they had already reacted, and they knew that Feng Feiyun was not easy to mess with, so they went all out to fight Feng Feiyun by surprise.
Feng Feiyun's strength is indeed powerful, but his cultivation is limited, and he can only compete with one half-step giant at most, but the Beiming clan has four half-step giants, and dozens of monks with good cultivation. They besieged at the same time, so Feng Feiyun had to rely on Samsara to escape quickly.
"Feng Feiyun, do you think you are a giant? To dare to come here alone is simply courting death." Beiming Youyang rode on the back of a huge black three-headed cat and rushed in front of Feng Feiyun. In his hand, he punched out a supernatural power as thick as a pillar, almost hitting Feng Feiyun's body.
Feng Feiyun hid away quickly, but his shoulders were also emitting blue smoke, which was rubbed by the divine powers.
"It's not a half-step giant, but it's enough to kill you." Feng Feiyun's eyes shot two crimson flames, and two huge phoenixes flew out and blasted towards Beiming Youyang.
"Bang!"
Two phoenix phantoms were cut by a seven or eight meter long cat's claw, and two dazzling brilliance exploded.
Feng Feiyun's body was like a ghost, it easily passed through the firelight, holding the Heavenly Marrow Soldier's gall, and slashed towards the top of Beiming Youyang's head.
"boom!"
At the same time, Feng Feiyun sacrificed the feathering platform in the dantian of Zifu, and a huge black holy tablet flew out, directly suppressing the black giant cat's back, putting the old man with more than 900 years of cultivation. The cat screamed miserably, "Meow! Meow!"
The Tiansui soldiers slashed through Beiming Youyang's neck dangerously and dangerously, and pulled out an arc-shaped blood opening, which was half an inch deep. If Beiming Youyang evaded in time, this knife would have Can squeeze his neck down.
Beiming Youyang rubbed his neck and felt lingering fears. He hurriedly dispatched the black giant cat, intending to retreat, but rushing in front of Feng Feiyun just now seemed to be a rather wrong decision.
"I want to leave, it's too late."
The feathering platform, which was originally pressed on the back of the black giant cat, flew up. Eighteen figures were trembling on it, and a strange sound of heaven broke out, suppressing it to the top of Beiming Youyang's head. the stronger.
"Boom!" A loud bang fell to the ground.
The black giant cat that was more than 20 meters long could not bear this powerful force and was suppressed to the ground, and Beiming Youyang also fell to the ground.
"Bang!"
He wanted to eject and fly, but a huge force came from his chest, pressing him back.
Feng Feiyun slammed one foot on his chest, and there was a sound of bones shattering, and his entire foot almost sank in.
"Now you know, who is courting death?" Feng Feiyun shot ruthlessly, if there was even a trace of kindness at this time, then he would die at the hands of these people, bang! One foot smashed the heart of Beiming Youyang.
Feng Feiyun's shoes were stained red with blood, and they were raised from Beiming Youyang's chest, and red blood beads were still dripping from the toes.
A half-step giant just fell and died in the hands of Feng Feiyun.
Without any pause, Feng Feiyun flew directly towards the concubine's bedroom, and the ten old men who had gathered the formation again blocked Feng Feiyun. They recorded seven formations in a row, and they all had the power to sleep a half-step giant.
"Playing the formation with me, you are still a little tender." Feng Feiyun flew over and stepped on the formation, just like stepping on a lake, giving birth to a circle of ripples, but it did not put the Array to touch.
After crossing the first seat, then the second seat, the third seat... The seventh seat, the faces of the ten old men were full of horror. The formations they had worked so hard to record were actually useless to Feng Feiyun, Others seem to be in and out of nowhere.
"Give me death."
Feng Feiyun stepped over the seventh pattern, waved his sleeves, and the celestial marrow soldiers turned into thousands of slap-length swords, turning into a rain of swords, directly piercing the ten old men, and piercing the upper body. Hundreds of blood holes fell into a pool of blood.
Behind him, the monks of the Beiming Clan were chasing after them, but they were all blocked by the seven formations, and they were still breaking through them one by one.
Feng Feiyun walked like lightning and directly broke into Luoshen Fei's bedroom. After kicking open the door, he stared at the scene inside, but his eyes were frozen.