Jiang Xiaofan was a little surprised that the Nine-Winged Divine General was not completely dead. But although this was an accident, it was also a surprise. He still had a lot of questions, and there was someone right in front of him who could help him.
"Xiao Wu, come behind me..."
Jiang Xiaofan looked at Xian Yuewu.
He was very close to the altar at the moment, and Xian Yuewu stood behind him, leaning against the edge of the altar.
"snort!"
The nine-winged god general above the palace sneered, showing an evil aura.
He looked at Jiang Xiaofan, his dark eyes filled with the aura of death, and said with a solemn look: "A mere human, with the cultivation of the third level of Xuanxian, dares to talk to me like this, you don't know whether to live or die!"
"Don't talk too much nonsense..."
Jiang Xiaofan looked calm.
With his back to Xianyuewu, a blazing golden light bloomed in his right hand, and dozens of demon-sealing seals were waved out, linked together with golden runes to form an indestructible protective formation.
Looking at the nine-winged general floating above the palace, the expression on his face was very plain: "I want to know who built this palace, how long it lasted, and what happened. In addition, who built the altar here? Liu, who placed the silver and copper in this place. Can you please tell me..."
Above the palace, the nine-winged god general's dark pupils shrank slightly.
Then the next moment, he suddenly laughed wildly: "A joke, a joke, a big joke. A mere little ant from the human race dares to speak like this in front of me. This is really the first strange thing since the beginning of the world."
His voice was harsh, shaking the whole palace.
"So strong!"
The Taishui clan and other Xuanxian were all frightened, and they were all retreating, their faces full of fear and wariness.
"Joke? Ant?" Jiang Xiaofan shook his head, with indifference and pity on his face: "As a puppet tool created by some people, so what if it has flesh and blood and life, are you qualified to say such things to me?"
As soon as these words came out, others didn't know why, but the Nine-Winged Divine General's expression changed drastically.
"How did you know?!"
Two dazzling cold lights suddenly shot out from his dark pupils, and the murderous aura instantly filled the entire central palace, making everyone from the Taishui Tribe and other powerful Xuanxian people feel horrified.
"I want to know, so I know..." Jiang Xiaofan looked calm, and slowly rose into the sky amidst the huge murderous aura, reaching the same height as the Nine-Winged Divine General: "Answer my question, I will consider not killing you. "
"Don't kill me?"
The Nine-Winged God General laughed out loud as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.
The nine uncoordinated wings behind him trembled slightly, and suddenly the sky was full of divine energy. Mixed with the cold air, it directly attacked Jiang Xiaofan: "The ants of the third level of the Mysterious Immortal." He actually said he wouldn’t kill me and told cold jokes again and again. It’s so funny, so funny!”
"Chi!"
The strong wind is like sword energy, splitting the void.
The Taishui tribe and other Xuanxian standing below changed their colors, and they could all feel the terrifying force of this strong wind.
Jiang Xiaofan's expression remained indifferent and did not change at all: "Interesting? Maybe you are right, it is indeed an interesting thing. So what if you carry Nine Wings on your back? How long have you been suppressed? How much life and blood are left? What about your combat power? To what extent has it been achieved? Now, is your true combat power really comparable to that of the Three Pure Ancient Kings?"
"laugh!"
He stretched out his left hand and slapped away the terrifying strong wind.
The strong wind was blown away, setting off dozens of tiny typhoons in this palace.
"you!"
Opposite him, the Nine-Winged Divine General's expression became even colder.
How long has it been suppressed
How much life and blood is left
To what extent can combat power be exerted
Is the true combat power really comparable to that of the Three Ancient Kings of the Qing Dynasty
Each of these questions hit the nine-winged general's chest like a heavy hammer, making him feel depressed and uncomfortable. Although he carries nine wings, is he really comparable to the three ancient kings of the Qing Dynasty? He asked himself, and the answer made him uncomfortable and angry... Because, he couldn't.
"It doesn't matter if your vitality is damaged, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse and will crush you just the same!"
The nine-winged god general roared.
As if his dignity had been seriously challenged, the nine wings behind him vibrated wildly, like butterflies flapping their wings, making the entire central palace tremble, forcing the Taishui Tribe and other Xuanxian to use their divine power. Resist.
"snort!"
Jiang Xiaofan snorted coldly and released his huge aura.
He stretched out his right hand, and a bright sword energy condensed in his hand, and he slashed forward with a sword casually: "A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. This is just a loser's self-comfort. Since you are dead, let's take care of ourselves. Lie down!"
"boom!"
The astonishing collision unleashed a mighty light of divine energy that filled the sky.
The attack between the two was very casual, but the power of such a casual exchange made everyone in the palace below change their color. They were all Xuanxian, but under the pressure of such divine power, they all felt their own insignificance, as if they were like a small boat on the sea, and they might be submerged at any time.
"Crush you!"
The nine-winged god general roared and punched out.
"Just because of who you are now?"
Jiang Xiaofan shook his head and punched out as well.
"Boom!"
The terrible collision created a huge energy light wave in this palace, and the wind was violent.
"boom!"
The nine-winged god flew upside down and hit a sacred wall of the temple, sinking directly into it.
With one blow, his fist cracked open and blood flowed.
"Bangdang..."
He struggled down from the sacred wall, looking shocked and angry.
The majestic nine-winged general is comparable to the ancient kings of the Three Qing Dynasties. What he is most proud of is his physical body. But at this moment, facing a mysterious immortal, he, a nine-winged general, was actually at the bottom in terms of physical strength.
"You obviously only have the third level of Xuanxian, how can your physical body be so strong?!"
he asked.
Jiang Xiaofan glanced at him: "Is it your turn to ask questions?"
"you!"
The Nine-Winged God General's expression suddenly became even angrier, and his majestic murderous intent was unabashedly revealed.
"kill!"
Finally, he let out a loud shout and rushed over.
The astonishing blood light was vast, and the cold murderous intention was permeating the air. The nine-winged god transformed into blood-colored light blades around him, surrounding him like an impenetrable divine wall.
"Chi!"
The space made a chirping sound due to friction, and then directly shattered.
This kind of fluctuation is astonishing, with both Sen Leng's divine power and astonishing physical strength. The Nine-Winged God turned the bloody armor on his body into a bloody weapon, and he waved his huge fist and smashed it hard, causing the space he pressed directly to dent.
"Stronger than my clan's Half-Step Sanqing!"
The leader of the Xianyue Clan had palpitations.
Next to them, the Taishui Tribe and other Xuanxian also had shocked expressions on their faces, and the protective light curtain held up outside their bodies became even more powerful. Being in it, they felt the amazing divine energy flowing around them, full of destructive aura.
"kill!"
The nine-winged god general roared angrily, shaking the entire palace.
"snort!"
Jiang Xiaofan snorted coldly.
He showed no fear on his face, holding a sterling silver magic talisman in his left hand, and using his bare fist in his right hand. Using his magical power and powerful body at the same time, he used the magic talisman to meet the boundless blood-colored light blade, and smashed his right hand mercilessly towards the nine-winged general.
"laugh!"
"laugh!"
"laugh!"
The God Transformation Talisman possesses the power to annihilate all divine energy, directly grinding away the blood-colored light blade.
This made the Nine-Winged God General's pupils shrink, but at this moment, he had no time to be surprised. Because Jiang Xiaofan's golden fist had already pressed down on him, the fierce wind shocked his heart, and he clearly felt the terrifying power of this punch. It was not like the punch that a mysterious immortal could punch.
He gritted his teeth and rushed forward.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The two collided in the sky above the palace, sending strong winds filling the sky.
"this… "
Tai Shui Tribe and other Xuanxian all had palpitations, once again realizing how terrifying Jiang Xiaofan was.
They could feel the terror of the nine-winged general, who was much more powerful than the Half-Step Sanqing of their respective clans. But now, Jiang Xiaofan could still compete with his opponent, which shocked them.
Next to the altar, Xian Yue Wu was protected by the barrier left by Jiang Xiaofan. There was no wind and waves around, and it was very calm. Her eyes were very beautiful and clean, and she raised her head and looked at Jiang Xiaofan who was fighting seriously.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The two of them kept colliding with each other, and the extreme speed turned them into two blurry shadows, making it difficult for Xuan Xian to see their movement clearly. For example, the Taishui tribe and other Xuanxian were all at a loss at this moment because they could not see clearly.
"boom!"
Finally, the last loud noise came, and a vague figure smashed into the palace wall again.
In the sky above the center of the palace, Jiang Xiaofan stood peacefully and quietly, with a faint golden holy light flowing around him. In the divine wall opposite him, the Nine-Winged God General was in a miserable state, his body covered in blood, and his fists had been completely shattered.
"this… "
"That monster is... unexpectedly still invincible!"
"How strong is he?!"
The Xuanxians of the Taishui Tribe were all surprised and horrified.
Lou Yaoyao stood aside, with a strange light in his eyes. There was also a look of surprise on her face, but it quickly disappeared, replaced by a kind of heat, and an inexplicable light flashed in her charming eyes.
"Xiaofan is so awesome."
Next to the altar, Xian Yuewu, who was protected by the guardian formation, shouted softly, with a sweet smile on her face.
Jiang Xiaofan was dressed in white and stood quietly high in the sky in the center of the palace. Looking at the nine-winged general in the divine wall opposite, his face was colorless, and he spoke again expressionlessly: "I will give you one last chance, and my words remain unchanged. Answer my question, I will not kill you..."
"ah!"
The Nine-Winged God General roared angrily, his black pupils filled with bloodshot eyes.
"boom!"
The overwhelming murderous aura spread, and even though the surrounding temples were extremely strong, they were still shattered in an instant.
"Impossible! Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" He roared crazily, and the injuries on his body were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. His shattered fist instantly became intact as before: "I'm just a mysterious immortal, just an ant from the human race, what's wrong with my body? It may be stronger than me, impossible! Impossible!"
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