A gust of wind from the flower-picking thief dared to disobey the Evil Emperor. In the eyes of everyone, this is definitely an outrageous thing.
Yuji Lanlan and Yuji flew gracefully in the clouds, standing on an ancient bronze chariot full of formation patterns. Outside the ancient bronze chariot stood a divine tree, extending out countless chaotic branches and aura leaves, which could isolate the void. Invisible and invisible.
The evil Dao giants outside could not see them at all.
"Too rash!"
Yu Ji's graceful and splendid face was a little worried, her eyebrows were tightened, she was worried about Feng Feiyun, and she felt that he was too much.
Yuji Lan Lan gently took her arm and smiled leisurely: "Don't worry about him, there is no one behind him, how could he openly challenge the Evil Emperor?"
Yuji Lanlan naturally knows that Yuji Graceful and Gust Wind have started double cultivation, and she also understands the feelings of her senior sister. This is the case with women who cultivate in double cultivation. on the couple.
Of course she didn't know that a gust of wind was Feng Feiyun.
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"You don't accept the Evil Emperor, do you still dare to challenge the Evil Emperor?" Death Walker Shi Tuoluo smiled sinisterly, his green eyes staring at Feng Feiyun like the eyes of a ghost.
"Birth, old age, sickness, and death" are the four cultivators. Although death runners are ranked last, their cultivation base is still very terrifying. Killing people is intimidating. One word can scare off a party's overlord, and one look can kill a cultivator.
"Why don't you dare?"
Feng Feiyun looked directly at him, his eyes were gleaming with radiance.
"It's a pity that you are not qualified to challenge the Evil Emperor!"
Death Walker Shi Tuolo had three pairs of black wings on his back. The wings fluttered, and his body suddenly turned into nothingness. The next moment, he fell down in front of Feng Feiyun, his fingers like iron claws, full of electric lights intertwined. , distorting the air.
The cultivation base of the ninth stage of destiny.
As soon as Shi Tuoluo made his move, Feng Feiyun could see his depth, which was higher than that of Baiyue Messenger, Ziming King, and Huo Yanyan, and his physical strength was very powerful.
If the speed of reincarnation is used, Feng Feiyun can naturally avoid this claw. But he didn't do that. A raging flame burned on his arms, and he slammed with Shi Tuolo, and a loud sound erupted. Hundreds of lightning bolts rushed out of the place.
Shi Tuolo only felt a monstrous force coming from his arm, as if he was about to break his arm, his body flew backwards, and fell back to the monk camp of Sen Luo Temple, his body staggered, and it was not easy to stand firm. My arm was so painful that I could barely lift it.
This power... is too strong!
Shi Tuoluo can also be regarded as a hero. Because of his cultivation, his physical body is extremely powerful, and he rarely loses one. This is a time when he was repelled so neatly.
Although he didn't lose embarrassingly, it has already proved that he is not as good as Feng Feiyun.
"Sigh!"
There was a sound of sucking in the cold air around, obviously all of them were frightened by the cultivation base of the gust of wind of the flower picking thief, and even the death walker was repelled with one palm. If it wasn't for the guard formation on this island reef, I'm afraid this island reef would have sunk into the South China Sea.
"Brilliant!" Bi Ningshuai had a shackle on his neck and an iron chain stretched on his body. He still stood on tiptoe, stretched his neck, and stared at the center of the island reef.
"Give me peace!"
Xie Honglian whipped it with a whip.
"Snapped"
Bi Ningshuai screamed again and again, jumped up and down, trying to escape, but only two or three steps away, the chain on his body was stretched, and then he flew back and rolled at the feet of Xie Honglian.
Snapped! Snapped!
Two more whips!
Tiansuan scholar stood not far away, with a smile on his face, shook his head, squinted his eyes and stared into the distance, the position where his eyes fell was the sedan chair behind Feng Feiyun.
His fingers twitched in his sleeves, and he began to think.
…
A cyan figure moved out and stood opposite Feng Feiyun.
"A gust of wind from the flower-picking thief is really powerful, the old man will come to meet you for a while!"
Life Walker Qian Qiusheng was wearing a cyan robe, standing opposite, and slightly arched his hands towards Feng Feiyun. When he raised his head, a dazzling brilliance bloomed between his eyebrows, as if a god was born in the center of his eyebrows. light.
Qian Qiusheng's cultivation base is unfathomable, much stronger than Death Walker, giving Feng Feiyun a full sense of crisis.
In the eyes of other monks, Qian Qiusheng is like a wise man walking in the world, representing light, truth, and faith. This is a very strange feeling. Many evil Dao giants can't help but kneel down and worship him, as if It is worshiping a true God.
There were many cultivators present who were infected by Qian Qiusheng's breath and assimilated by him. Gradually, the speed of his heartbeat became the same as his, and the speed of breathing also became a beat, as if he became his vassal.
Feng Feiyun just wanted to make things bigger, and didn't want to give his life here. At this moment, he paid attention to it and didn't dare to underestimate the enemy.
"Shh!"
Qian Qiusheng stretched out a finger, and a beam of light descended from the sky, like a divine sword connecting the heavens and the earth, piercing the top of Feng Feiyun's head.
Feng Feiyun launched the reincarnation at a rapid speed, and at the same time made a huge handprint, and two real dragons more than 100 meters long flew out from the palm of his hand, glaring furiously, and flew towards Qianqiusheng.
"boom!"
That beam of light shattered a formation where Feng Feiyun was standing just now, pierced the entire island and reef, and went straight to the bottom of the sea, leaving a bottomless pit with a diameter of three meters on the ground, with countless tiny cracks at the entrance.
Qian Qiusheng's blow did not cause much damage, because he had condensed his strength to the point where it was extremely saturated and controlled to the extent that there was not much wasted.
And the two real dragons played by Feng Feiyun were put away by Qian Qiusheng with his sleeves.
His cyan sleeves became more and more inflated, as if they had turned into two blue clouds. Inside the sleeves, there was a roar of dragons, and a real dragon was hitting his sleeves, making a roaring sound.
"Ow!"
He opened the sleeves, and a large amount of cyan brilliance overflowed from it, which was mysterious, and the two real dragons flew back upside down.
"The universe in the sleeves, the stars move!"
This is a top-notch magical power, which can only be learned by people with extraordinary comprehension, and can use the sleeves to collect the power of two real dragons. Qian Qiusheng's cultivation is really terrible.
Feng Feiyun stepped on Samsara, his body spun up, and he made two huge fist marks to break up the two real dragons.
"Wow!"
Qian Qiusheng took out a copper pen, the color of a red phoenix, only half a foot long. He held the copper pen with two fingers, and with a stroke in the void, he cut out a divine light, like a celestial saber. nightfall.
This is definitely an extraordinary magic weapon.
"puff!"
A strand of Feng Feiyun's hair was chopped off, falling in the night sky, and then crushed into powder by an invisible force.
Qian Qiusheng held a copper pen and wrote the word "Lin" above the void, the clouds above the sky were pressed down, the night sky was churning for hundreds of miles, and the clouds condensed into a huge "Lin" word, towards Feng Feiyun suppressed it.
"As expected of the first of the Four Great Walkers!"
The light of Feng Feiyun sank, and a colorful spiritual mirror was sacrificed. The mirror surface was like crystal glass, and a dazzling spiritual light erupted. Inside, a river of the earth emerged, which was hundreds of miles long, with mountains and rivers. There are lakes, deep valleys, strange rocks…
There is a colorful world hidden in the mirror.
This world hundreds of miles in size emerged from the mirror and was suspended in the sky, just like a spiritual land continent suspended above the nine heavens.
"My mirror! It's mine!" The little princess of Yangjie stomped her snow-white feet and made a green voice.
This was her spiritual weapon, but it was confiscated by Feng Feiyun. She was naturally very annoyed. She kept grinding her teeth and clenched her small fists tightly.
"The treasure of the Yang Realm, pure sunglasses!"
An old immortal whose hair was about to fall out recognized the colorful spirit mirror in Feng Feiyun's hands.
One of his withered and withered hands protruded from the void, creating a circle of ripples, as if opening a door in the void, trying to snatch away the pure sunglasses.
But his hand only stretched out halfway before being intercepted by someone. A branch protruded from the void and bound his palm.
"Emperor Rakshasa!"
This old immortal spit out a scarlet blood sword to cut off the branch, then retreated decisively, hiding in the void.
Yuji Lanlan did not pursue, but took back the branch.
"Thank you Junior Sister for taking action." Yu Ji gracefully bowed to her.
Yuji Lanlan's lips were red and her teeth were white, and said, "Life Walker's cultivation base has reached the pinnacle of the destiny realm, and you can step into Nirvana by just a little bit. Even if you have a pure sunglasses, you can't win. Only an epic genius, In order to fight against the sky, although his physical body is strong, it should be a little worse."
Yuji was graceful and affectionate, staring at the man who was fighting against the Life Walker, and did not tell Yuji Lanlan that her relationship happened to be an epic-level genius, and she was the pinnacle of an epic-level genius, but said extremely confidently: "He will definitely be able to. win."
Yuji Lan Lan didn't say any more, and her beautiful eyes glanced slightly in the direction of the young master of the evil emperor. She came tonight for the young master of the evil emperor. , indeed... quite extraordinary.
It's a feeling!
Just when her eyes were projected, the Young Master Evil Emperor who was standing in the distance seemed to have sensed it, turned his head, and looked at it with a deep gaze. Although he was wearing a silver ghost mask, Yuji Lanlan could still feel a little smile in his eyes, and nodded slightly to her.
What a terrifying feeling!
Yuji Lanlan's beautiful eyes flashed, and her interest in the young master of the evil emperor became stronger. He was already in the Nirvana realm, and he was able to restrain his breath from being invisible, but he just peeped at him, and he was actually aware of it.
This kind of character is not simple, and only one will appear in thousands of years.