Black and cold, full of chills.
Outside the princess' mansion, evil spirits gathered, and the powerhouses of the yin and yang worlds besieged this place, and there were some powerful auras, which smelted the palace and tore the earth.
A white ghost shadow with a long tail tore off the shroud and turned into a cloud, covering the area and turning the princess palace into blood.
"Ow!"
With a loud roar, a "Tai Xu Yi" in the Yang Realm stood on an ancient temple, holding a blood flag, and said savagely: "Thinking that we had escaped to the place where the descendants of the royal family gathered, we would not dare to chase after them. You underestimate the power of our yin and yang worlds, even the royal family will be removed from this world in the near future."
On the top of the attic, the tortoise crawled out of the pot, looking at the ghosts that were constantly drifting past the window, his mung bean-sized eyes rolled, and he put the iron pot on his head and said, "It's menacing! !"
The cold air on Long Cangyue's body was piercing to the bone, and her black and white eyes turned into two blood-red full moons. Feng Feiyun pressed her shoulders and handed her half-drinking spirit soup.
Feng Feiyun opened the dark purple window and looked at the group of evil spirits dancing outside the window, with eyebrows like swords, and said, "Is there anyone who can talk?"
The sound was like a bell, suppressing the evil whistling outside.
The Eighth Venerable Liba Mountain in the Underworld was suspended in the void, with black ghost mist under his feet, corroding the soil on the ground into a yellow spring, and sneered: "I am the Eighth Venerable Liba Mountain under the White-Skinned Ghost Throne."
"Oh! I haven't heard of the Eighth Venerable, nor of the White-skinned Ghost King." Feng Feiyun put his hands on his back and gently touched Miaogui's finger on his thumb.
"The white-skinned ghost king is an old ghost who has survived four thunder tribulations. His cultivation is very powerful. I heard that he was killed by the mother of the underworld in Huangquan Mountain in the underworld three thousand years ago. I didn't expect it to be alive." The tortoise is like a living fossil, it knows some secrets about the yin and yang worlds.
Long Cangyue said, "It was it that killed Master Maitreya."
The one standing on the opposite temple, fingering the blood flag, and the body like a yin and yang Pisces Tai Xu said: "I am the first sage of the Yang world, and I am not a mirage."
Feng Feiyun stared at the tortoise with an iron pot on his head.
Mao Wugui thought for a while and said: "There are three major clans in the Yang Realm, and the most numerous clan is naturally Xenomorphs, as well as Taixuyi and Intangibles. This mirage is already one of the top characters in the Taixuyi. , able to absorb the yin and yang of heaven and earth and transform it into its own strength."
Feng Feiyun spread his hands and said loudly, "I still haven't heard of it."
"Why are you talking so much nonsense with this kid? Take the left eye of the King of Hell and make a quick decision."
A corpse evil venerable from the underworld screamed angrily, opened his rotten and shriveled mouth, and spat out a pitch-black divine chain that was thirty miles long, completely wrapping the attic where Feng Feiyun was, using the divine chain. Chop it up.
Feng Feiyun popped a finger, and a scorching firework fell on the divine chain, burning the divine chain red, and a tongue of flame flew along the divine chain towards the Venerable in the underworld, igniting it instantly, turning it into a flame. For a fiery red lantern, rolling on the ground and wailing.
In the end, it burned to fly ash.
"Whoosh..."
A piece of ghost shadow rushed over at the same time, all of which were powerful ghosts and evil spirits, that is, more than ten pieces of blue ghost fire. However, before these more than ten ghosts approached the attic, they were refined by Feng Feiyun and turned into blue smoke.
"He's also a treasure hunter," said a Venerable from the underworld.
Feng Feiyun smiled and said, "Yes, I'm a treasure hunter. Treasure hunting secrets can ward off evil, and I will kill as many people as there are people from Yin and Yang."
"What a big breath!"
A huge claw shot down from above the sky, and the claw was full of sharp teeth, flowing to kill them from generation to generation.
"Bang!"
Feng Feiyun also took a handprint, which turned into the shape of a huge palm, and directly shredded the huge claws above the sky, falling down with crimson blood rain, and blood and flesh surging with evil energy.
"Since you're here, don't leave!"
Feng Feiyun summoned the Celestial Stick, inspired the power of the spiritual tool, turned into a huge black mountain, and a smooth lasing of spiritual energy shot out, directly hitting the six Taixuyi flying in the sky. fly back.
"boom!"
Another brilliance of spiritual energy flew out, piercing the two corpse demons that were screaming in the sky at the same time.
"puff!"
"puff!"
…
The powerhouses of the yin and yang worlds fell into pieces, and even the venerable ones whose combat power was comparable to the giants couldn't bear the blow of the Optimus Cudgel, and instantly vanished into ashes. This was simply a one-sided slaughter.
Feng Feiyun is now an epic giant who has reached the ninth level of destiny, and is also known as the "supreme giant". In fact, his combat power is stronger than other epic giants.
It is not a problem to fight three or four epic giants at the same time, ordinary giant-level monks can be killed easily!
There is no real person, no one can match.
How many real people are there in a dynasty
The evil spirits of the yin and yang worlds were terrified. mud…
At this moment, they looked at the smiling man above the attic with no contempt, only deep fear.
A Guixie in a green robe wanted to escape, but Feng Feiyun punched out a ghost bottle for easy collection, and he didn't even send out a wave.
"I've said it all, since you're here, just stay and run away. Can you escape?"
Feng Feiyun threw out forty spiritual stones, each of which was as big as a fist, crystal clear, and dazzling like forty stars, and fell in forty directions of the princess' residence.
After the spirit stone landed, a beam of light rushed up and turned into a trapped formation. Once the three evils of the Yin world and the three differences of the Yang realm that wanted to escape would touch the formation, they would immediately vanish.
A god and evil in the underworld stared at the ghost bottle in Feng Feiyun's hand, a pair of ghost eyes flashed a trace of fear, and said: "It's the Tianyi ghost bottle, the mother of the underworld, the mother of the underworld... "
Feng Feiyun smiled and said, "That's right, it's the Tianyi Ghost Bottle."
The ghost bottle flew out from Feng Feiyun's hand, suspended above the sky, and an unparalleled devouring power erupted inside the bottle. Being sucked in, these evil spirits uttered heart-piercing cursing and wailing in the bottle.
With just such a sweep, hundreds of powerful monks from the Yin and Yang realms were absorbed by Tianyi Ghost Bottle, and there were only a few venerable-level powerhouses left in the princess palace, less than twenty people. . They have some ancient utensils to protect themselves and resist the power of Tianyi Ghost Bottle, but they are still sweating with fear.
Of course, this was the reason why Feng Feiyun launched a large-scale attack. If it was only targeting a single strange evil, none of these people would be spared.
Moreover, Feng Feiyun did not refine the ghost bottle, and did not exert the true power of the ghost bottle.
Feng Feiyun shook the ghost bottle in his hand and said with a smile: "It's really easy to use, it is indeed the treasure of the underworld."
In the ghost bottle, there was the gloomy laughter of the King of Hell: "What a delicious food! Thank you!"
Then the ghost bottle vibrated violently, and there were sounds of flesh and blood gnawing and more terrifying screams.
And Yan Wang's biting, chilling laughter.
"It hasn't been refined yet!" Feng Feiyun's face also became gloomy.
The Mao Turtle was holding the iron pot, and the bastard's eyes under the iron pot were full of gorgeous brilliance, staring at the ghost bottle in Feng Feiyun's hand, the corners of his mouth kept dropping the jars, dripping on the table.
The venerables of the Yin and Yang worlds were all frightened by Tianyi Ghost Bottle at this moment. Even the super powerhouses like Libashan and Ji Mirage were frightened, their eyes were looking in all directions, they were not afraid of the wind and clouds, but were afraid The owner of Tianyi Ghost Bottle.
The mother of the underworld has accumulated power for endless years. Even their masters, the White-skinned Ghost King and the first sage of the Yang world, are taboo against her. If she is nearby, then they must be dead.
Feng Feiyun saw what they were afraid of, and smiled: "Don't be afraid of that, the mother of the underworld is not here, but you can take action."
"Huh! You don't have to be afraid of him, as long as we don't give him another chance to sacrifice the Heavenly Ghost Bottle, we will be able to slaughter him together." Ji Mirage was the first to kill, the blood flag in his hand shook, and a bloody brilliance flew. Out, like a blood-colored river swept over.
Ji Mirage's cultivation is extremely powerful. He has practiced for endless years, and the blood flag in his hand is comparable to a third-grade spiritual weapon.
Feng Feiyun activated the power of the Qingtian Stick, and the killing beam of a spiritual weapon blasted out, directly shattering the blood-colored brilliance.
Immediately afterwards, two red phoenixes flew out from Feng Feiyun's eyes, carrying scorching flames all over their bodies, igniting the blood flags in Ji Mirage's hands.
Two phoenixes fly around the bogey mirage, to refine it.
But Ji Mirage was too illusory, with a form but no substance. He escaped easily, blew a breath of yin from his mouth, extinguished the flames above the blood banner, and then attacked Feng Feiyun again.
At this moment, a familiar breath rose in the other direction.
"Red Luan Fire Clothes."
Li Bashan, the eighth venerable of the underworld, suddenly burst into flames and turned into a fire man. The power on his body rose steadily, as if he had turned into a scorching sun, and he wanted to burn everything between heaven and earth.
Feng Feiyun touched his chin and said, "It turns out that the one who assassinated Long Luofu for Hongluan Huoshang was you, no wonder I haven't been able to find you for all these years, it turns out that you are a ghost in the underworld. "
On the day Long Luofu ascended the throne, the Beiming clan invited a mysterious killer to ambush outside the Taimiao Temple and nailed Long Luofu to the pillars of the Taimiao Temple with a spear.
This matter has always been an unsolved case, and even Long Luofu hadn't tracked it down. Now this mysterious killer has come out on his own.
"That's right, the deity dared to assassinate even Emperor Jin, let alone you, a nameless person." Li Bashan held a war spear, his whole body was covered in flames, and Hongluan flew around it, his power was extremely huge.