The ancient yellow stone coffin flew out immediately, thousands of evil patterns shone on the ancient coffin, and the totem paintings were manifested in the void, turning into an ancient god map, blocking the spear.
The ancient coffin vibrated violently, and there was a sound of iron chains in the coffin. The lid of the coffin suddenly opened, and an iron chain as thick as a bucket flew out of the coffin, extending eight thousand miles long. The master of the spear banged.
Feng Feiyun opened his phoenix eyes, looked through the void, and looked eight thousand miles away, wanting to see who was attacking him.
I saw a phantom jumping between the mountains and rivers, and the speed was so fast that it was difficult for even the Phoenix Sky Eye to capture his figure, and it was impossible to see who the other party was.
"boom!"
At this moment, another terrifying breath attacked Feng Feiyun, and this breath was even more turbulent, instantly crushing the evil corpses under the corpse city into pieces of corpse fog.
The corpse evil is like a pinch of yellow sand.
Clap!
Even the city walls of Corpse City were cracked, and the formations were shattered by that breath.
"Master Wuji, you have finally started to use your real body." Yao Ji's body was full of ghostly energy, and his strength expanded to the extreme. A ghost town condensed above his head, and the scene of a river of white bones and blood appeared under his feet.
A ghost figure was formed on the sky in the west, reaching a height of several hundred meters. The long black hair was suspended in the sky like a waterfall, and it gave out a sinister laughter: "Mother of the underworld, you dare to stop this. seat?"
"Why don't you dare?" Yao Ji was arrogant and competed with the Lord Wuji.
Lord Wuji sneered again and again: "This seat advises you to retreat quickly. It's better to find a place to hide, otherwise, after I clean up Feng Feiyun and the female demon, you will be the first to devour."
Inorganic Master is not afraid of Yao Ji. It has played against Yao Ji in the air, knowing that Yao Ji is very powerful, but it can suppress her.
It was precisely because he knew that he was not the opponent of the Wuji Lord, Yao Ji left the underworld and turned into the disciple "Yao Ji" of the corpse cave. Power to fight the Promise Lord.
Her real name is not Yao Ji, but "Demon Girl".
But now it is different. She has refined the ghost qi of the white-skinned ghost king, and absorbed a lot of the essence of Buddha qi. Her cultivation base has expanded to the peak of the four calamities ghost king. Either one or the other is no problem.
Yao Ji sneered and said, "You want to devour me? Old Wuji, today I will show you the true cultivation of this seat."
Yao Ji just turned his hand, and a ghost town condensed on the palm of his hand, and endless ghosts condensed in it, and suddenly bombarded out.
"Turn your hand to become a city, and to turn your hand to a soldier. You have reached the peak of the Four Tribulations Ghost King!" Lord Wuji was extremely surprised. According to the strength she showed when it fought against Yao Ji, she had to practice at least one more , Two thousand years, to reach this state.
Did she hide her cultivation
Although the Lord of Wuji was surprised, he was not afraid, because it was also the pinnacle of the Four Tribulations Ghost King.
"Since you are also the pinnacle of the Four Tribulations Ghost King, it depends on whose talent is more powerful."
Yao Ji's crystal clear palm suddenly turned and pressed down.
Overlap as a soldier!
The original ghost town soon turned into thousands of ghost soldiers, just like a scene of "the ghost soldiers borrowing the road". Some ghost soldiers were holding war weapons, and some were riding ghost beasts, hunting in the dark wind, a scene of hell.
The ghost soldiers whistled, and the yin qi was flying all over the sky.
Lord Wuji also 'turned over his hand to become a city, and overturned his hand to become a soldier', and also played a ghost world, but the ghost world it played was different. This is a world composed of purgatory, and countless chains are in the void. It is presented above, and ghosts are entangled on each chain.
The confrontation between the two ghost kings can be called the top battle in this land. A single ghost can destroy the land for thousands of miles.
At this moment, life seems extremely fragile, they are like two gods, who may dominate the lives of all people between heaven and earth.
This level of battle almost covers an area of tens of thousands of miles. With a single touch of light, they can turn an ancient city into fly ash, and when they fall, they can change the landscape of mountains and rivers.
Even Bi Ningshuai, who came from the Sixth Central Dynasty, has seen a lot of great things in the world, but he has never seen a battle of this level a few times. The destructive power is too amazing. .
"Am I mistaken, I am also considered the supreme arrogance of the younger generation of the Bi family. I thought that I would be able to sweep everyone away when I came to a remote area like the Shenjin Dynasty, but I didn't expect that such a remote area would have such a remarkable person, even if It is my cultivation base to unblock, and certainly not the opponent of these two."
However, Bi Ningshuai soon felt better. After all, he had only practiced for more than a hundred years, and Yao Ji and Master Wuji were at least old ghosts who had practiced for thousands of years.
As soon as he thought of this, his mind immediately became balanced.
"Who the hell is trying to kill me?" Feng Feiyun looked from afar, looking eight thousand miles away.
The one who sacrificed a spear to kill Feng Feiyun had a very high cultivation base, stronger than the Alien King and the first sage of the Yang Realm, and could compete with the ancient Yellowstone coffin.
Mo Yaoyao sat leisurely beside Feng Feiyun, her beautiful eyes widened, her eyes were very clear, she seemed to be able to look through the void, she tapped her snow-white chin, and said, "It seems to be from Sen Luo Temple. That beacon king!"
"Can you see his figure clearly?" Feng Feiyun was quite surprised.
Mo Yaoyao smiled, "Your eyes are better!"
It's no wonder that even the ancient Huangshi coffin can't suppress the opponent. It turns out that he is Fenghuang, and his combat power can actually compete with the spirit of the tenth-grade spiritual tool.
Feng Feiyun's eyes were cold, and he mobilized the endless golden silkworm Buddha energy in his body to hit the ancient yellow stone coffin, pushing the power of the ancient yellow stone coffin to the extreme. An iron chain as thick as a bucket, like a steel war dragon, flew out.
Two iron chains flew out of the ancient coffin and stretched for eight thousand miles.
This is the first time Feng Feiyun has competed with a character of the level of the Evil Emperor. There is a huge gap in their cultivation, but Feng Feiyun has a tenth-grade spiritual weapon, and he can actually fight against him, and his power is not comparable. How weak is the battle between Yao Ji and Lord Wuji.
The wine and meat monk who was sitting on the side suddenly shuddered, his head looked towards the center of the corpse city, and he shook the invincible Zen stick in his hand, and the entire corpse city was shaken violently.
"Boom!" He blasted out with a Zen stick, pierced a ghost king of the Four Tribulations who had sneaked into the corpse city, and nailed it to the ground.
Above the invincible Zen staff, the Buddha's light is ten thousand feet, and the Buddha's energy extends out, completely purifying the ghost king of the four eons.
"Hey! Old Master Ge, you are quite good at hiding, but you, Lord Buddha, I have a good eye, can you little brats hide it?" Strong in the city.
The task Feng Feiyun arranged for the monk wine and meat is to clean up these slipping fish, and beware of anyone disturbing the witch's breakthrough.
The monk wine and meat has never shot with all his strength, and he is too lazy to shoot with all his strength, especially when he doesn't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately, even if he encounters an enemy much weaker than himself, he will hit twice, and then walk away, pretending that he can't win. looks like.
For example, when the witch was born, she was not his opponent, but he was still running for his life.
Nangong Hongyan is not his opponent either, he has also escaped in front of Nangong Hongyan.
He fled in front of Feng Mo, and even after kicking the guards of Fenghuo Liancheng into the pit, he also fled.
All of this is not because he can't win the battle, but because he doesn't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately.
When many monks do not want to kill innocent people indiscriminately, they will talk a lot of big truths, and the other party will not bother to listen to them, but the wine and meat monks are too lazy to talk so many big truths. who loses.
But today is different. He didn't want to kill and had to kill, all of which were forced by Feng Feiyun.
The monks were forced to kill by him!
The entire Nantai Mansion was shrouded in a cloud of war, the mountains and rivers were completely shattered, and tens of thousands of miles were fighting. Many strong people gathered, some to prevent the female devil from breaking through, and some to win Feng Feiyun's hands. "Golden Silkworm Sutra".
"The witch has invited so many powerful people to protect her. Her ability is really not small." Long Luofu stood on a very high mountain on the edge of Nantaifu, wearing a golden robe, with a loud voice behind her back. long cloak.
Taiwei stood on top of an auspicious cloud, his body was covered with colorful rays of light, and he sneered: "Feng Feiyun is very capable, even the goddess of the sky was invited to move by him, I don't know what he is using. rhetoric."
When Long Luofu heard Feng Feiyun's name, a strange color appeared in his eyes, and he said, "The female devil has broken through the realm and may be able to compete with the King of Hell. Should we also help her?"
Taiwei turned around and stared at Long Luofu coldly, his eyes were extremely sharp, as if a divine needle had pierced through Long Luofu's mind.
Long Luofu clenched her teeth tightly, still feeling that she didn't say anything wrong
"Humph! To break through to the fifth realm of corpse-evil transformation, the female devil must need a huge amount of spiritual energy, and the only thing that the Jinjin Dynasty can provide her with spiritual energy is the dragon vein. Look under the earth!"
Long Luofu's eyes spit out a spiritual light, and she saw through the earth. The layers of soil could not cover her eyes. She saw that golden aura was flowing from the imperial palace to the Nantaifu, and gathered towards the corpse city. And these auras flowed out from the dragon veins, becoming more and more rapid, as if to drain the spiritual veins of the entire Shenjin Dynasty.
"Breaking through the fifth corpse transformation actually requires draining the spiritual veins of a dynasty!" Long Luofu was also shocked.