"It's him!"
On the other side of the cliff, among a group of people, there are monks from the Beiming Clan. They have seen Feng Feiyun in the gods. Originally, they were only sent to the ancient territory to discuss an alliance with a powerful tribal leader. People were chasing and killing them, so they pretended to be businessmen, claiming to be the caravan of the "North Water Merchant", and went to the ancient territory to buy unicorns and beasts, lions and tigers.
They didn't pay too much attention to Feng Feiyun before, until Feng Feiyun and Butian fought in the Montenegro, and no one saw Feng Feiyun's identity.
The Beiming Clan and Feng Feiyun had a great feud, and the lords of the Beiming Clan were all killed by Feng Feiyun, and then suffered a thunderous attack from the imperial court, which greatly damaged their vitality.
In this political battle, the Beiming clan lost and became the target of the imperial court's pursuit and slaughter. They used to be glorious in the past, but now they have to act secretly, all thanks to Feng Feiyun.
The two leaders of Beishui Trading Company, one of them is a seventy-year-old old man, with gray hair and a childlike face, carrying a dragon-shaped spirit sword on his back, with a kind of immortal rhythm. His name is Beiming Gong, and he is a strong man in the direct line of the Beiming clan. He originally practiced in an immortal sect, but when he heard that the Beiming clan suffered a catastrophe, he rushed back.
The other, wrapped in a thick black robe, wrapped her head and face in it, obviously her identity was no trivial matter and could not be revealed. It's just that the black wide robe still can't hide the vague curve. When the wind blows, the robe is raised, and the moving curve is outlined incisively and beautifully.
Beiminggong respected the mysterious man in black robe, and said, "Madam, the purpose of our trip is to discuss the alliance with the Heavenly Witch Department, or we should not make extra troubles, there are many opportunities to kill Fengfeiyun."
"No! Feng Feiyun must die." The voice of the woman wrapped in the black robe was full of hatred, murderous and cold, causing many monks around to feel fear and trembling from their hearts.
Beiming Gong also did not dare to say more.
On the other side, the mountains trembled, and the beasts roared. An ancient tree that had grown for hundreds of years was knocked down by a powerful beast. .
Feng Feiyun carried the spear and stepped on the reincarnation at a rapid speed. His body was like a meteor, and the bones of the old corpse would climb out of the ground and smashed, and a spear stabbed at the shoulder of Butian.
"Ding Ding!"
Butian narrowed his eyes, the purple corpse ling in his hand turned into the size of a bell, and it collided with the spear transformed by the celestial marrow soldier.
The spear pierced the corpse bell, and a small piece of purple mysterious crystal yin copper fell.
"It's so sharp." Butian quickly withdrew the corpse bell, his body burst back, and he drove the corpse king to face Feng Feiyun.
"Ow!"
The corpse king is covered with iron lin, each piece of iron lin is engraved with dazzling patterns, and the light is flickering, just like wearing an undefeated armor. With one palm, seven dragons and tigers flew out, with extremely fierce power. .
The power of the seven-headed dragon and tiger is the power of a giant.
Feng Feiyun's body suddenly kicked up more than 100 meters high, dodging the fierceness of the seven-headed dragon and tiger. Flattened, making an earth-shattering explosion.
The smoke of gunpowder billowed, the chaotic world weighing ten thousand jin rolled down the cliff, and those beasts and old corpses were shaken to death by that force, and their bodies were thrown out.
There was already a trace of spiritual wisdom in the corpse king's mind, and he was not attacked. Standing more than a hundred meters away, under the starlight, the surface of the corpse flickered. The boulder was lifted from the ground, his hands were raised, and with a long roar, he suddenly smashed the boulder weighing millions of pounds out.
It also knew that the Celestial Marrow in Feng Feiyun's hands could not be touched. It was a divine blade that could sever a spiritual weapon. Even the dazzling scales on its body could not stop it, so it stood at a distance and attacked Feng Fei. cloud.
"Bang!"
Feng Feiyun stomped on the ground with his feet, stepped on a huge pit under his feet, his body burst into flames, and the arms of both hands burned with fire, and the power of the alien beasts filled the arms, and a ferocious burst of energy erupted. horse power.
The spear pierced the boulder, and Feng Feiyun's body passed through the boulder, holding the spear in both hands, like holding a big axe, falling from the sky and slashing towards the corpse king.
The spear, really turned into a giant axe, is thick and heavy, carrying flames all over the sky, and its power is shocking.
"Bang!"
Of course, the giant axe was caught by the Corpse King.
A pair of Tielin arms, holding the two sides of the giant axe, took the power of the giant axe in a posture of empty-handed contact with the white blade, all the power was transferred to the feet, and suddenly the ground with a radius of tens of meters was below. It sank for nearly three meters, and many of them were cracked with lines the size of a palm.
This is the power of the corpse king.
"As expected of the corpse king, but the reaction is still too stiff. I should have just been promoted to the corpse king, and I haven't experienced the baptism of battle." The giant axe in Feng Feiyun's hand turned into a seven-meter field sword, from the corpse king's hands. It slipped and fell on the top of the corpse king's head, the sword dragged, and sparks burst out.
"Snapped!"
The layer of iron Lin on the top of the corpse king's head was cut through, and a dark corpse aura gushed out. From the crack in the skull, a blood sword flew out, stabbing Feng Feiyun's heart.
Feng Feiyun hurriedly retracted the knife, turned the celestial marrow into a white shield, and was slammed by the blood sword, Feng Feiyun's body shook violently, and the bones in both hands seemed to be broken, and it exploded back. Go out and pull a deep groove in the ground.
"Feng Feiyun is the difference in strength. Your cultivation is too low. Even if you have a powerful weapon, you can't defeat the corpse king." Butian fell to the corpse king's side and put a bloody corpse talisman in his palm. Pressed on the top of the corpse king's head, the crack cut by Feng Feiyun was repaired in an instant.
The aura on the corpse king's body was even more intimidating. He was angered by Feng Feiyun, and the corpse aura on his body filled the air, like a black corpse fog. skull.
"Ow!"
A huge black wolf rushed over, with a height of eight meters and sharp teeth. Before the corpse king was caught on Feng Feiyun, it bit the corpse king and swallowed it.
This is a black greedy wolf, who has been practicing for nine hundred years and is about to step into the ranks of spirit beasts. He is one of the beast kings on this wasteland.
This behemoth is very ferocious. Many people have seen it eat the corpse king with their own eyes, and they are so shocked that their jaws drop to the ground. This level of battle can make people's hearts shrink. If this black greedy wolf On the other side of the cliff, I don't know how many people will become its belly Chinese food.
Suddenly, the huge body of the black greedy wolf became manic and let out an extremely painful roar, its skin began to bleed, and the black wolf hair became bloody.
"Bang!"
The huge wolf's body was torn apart, the corpse king's body was hideous, and there was a black wolf's brain in his mouth. As he was eating, the scales on his body stood up, rolling blood beads, and emitting a "quack" yin. With a sound, he smashed the iron willow tree with a diameter of three meters behind Feng Feiyun with one claw, and tore off a corner of Feng Feiyun's clothes.
On the other hand, Feng Feiyun took the first step and flew to the top of the tree. He looked at the broken clothes and frowned slightly.
"My God! The black greedy wolf was actually torn apart by the corpse king. This is just a corpse king who has just become a corpse king. The combat power is so terrifying. If it is a real corpse king, how terrifying it is?"
"The Ziming Corpse Cave is an ancient corpse cave, with an unfathomable background. There are definitely a lot of corpse kings, and there may even be a corpse king who is comparable to a real person's combat power."
"No wonder Ziming Corpse Cave is so arrogant, born strong, and has the potential to compete for the world."
"I heard that there are extremely terrifying characters in the Ziming Corpse Cave. We must borrow the ancient corpse palace Mingbao to subdue the female demon and refine it into a supreme war corpse."
"The witch is the most powerful corpse evil that has appeared in the past few thousand years. Many corpse caves want to subdue and refine her, and have been secretly preparing for a long time."
"The ambition of Ziming Corpse Cave is too big, but those ancient corpse caves cannot be speculated with common sense, just dispatch a Corpse King, and you can... What is that, why do I feel a hair The coldness in my heart is like arriving in the underworld."
Many people felt this extreme yin qi, and their scalps were numb, as if they had suddenly fallen into an ice cave.
That gloomy aura emanated from Feng Feiyun's body, filling the whole world.
I don't know when, Feng Feiyun had a yellow stone coffin in his hand, holding it with both hands, floating in front of him.
I don't know how long this yellow stone coffin has been. The quaint atmosphere on it is resentful and cold, the stone skin has begun to fall, and some of the totem inscriptions printed on it have become extremely dim and fuzzy.
Seeing this sarcophagus, even the fierce corpse king felt fear and took a slight step back.
This sarcophagus was exchanged by Feng Mo with a leg bone of King Yan and Bingxian Corpse Cave. It was also a token of the alliance between Feng Family and Bingxian Corpse Cave. It has been placed on Feng Feiyun's body and has not been sent back to Feng Family.
The value of this sarcophagus can definitely be compared to a leg bone of the King of Hell.
Wo Longsheng once told Feng Feiyun that this sarcophagus was the burial coffin of a tribal leader in the ancient Stone Age. There was a real person in it, but a long time passed, and even the real person, your corpse, turned into nothingness.
However, the sarcophagus contains incomparably mysterious power, and there are still Dao Jin and divine principles left by the real person.
Feng Feiyun once guessed that Feng Mo wanted to use this sarcophagus to suppress the witch and unify the Nantai Mansion.
If this guess is true, then it also means that this yellow sarcophagus does have absolute suppression power on the corpse evil, and even the female demon may be suppressed, let alone a corpse evil who has just been promoted to the corpse king