High in the sky, Hongjun looked ferocious and roared continuously. The magic power surging around him was extremely powerful. Under the dazzling divine light, his black hair was flying everywhere.

"Everyone knows that the next generation of the Immortal Clan is a waste, and who knows that it is this waste that has understood the secret technique that no one in the Immortal Clan has understood for hundreds of millions of years?"

"Everyone knows that the Immortal Clan has a secret technique called Flying Immortal. How many people know that there is a powerful secret technique above the Flying Immortal called Feathering?!"

"Who knows that I, the trash, am willing to stay in the quasi-sage realm for millions of years just to understand this secret technique?"

"How many things can be done in millions of years? How many people can live for more than a million years? If it were not for the protection of my family's treasures, I would probably not be able to survive under the power of the years just relying on my cultivation as a quasi-sage at that time.

Die of old age!"

Speaking of this, Hongjun's voice was full of sorrow, but the eyes of the people watching the battle below looked at Hongjun full of admiration and horror.

Millions of years of hard work and millions of years of loneliness are easy to say, but who can endure this kind of pain?

A person who practices alone, goes out occasionally, or has to endure the ridiculing looks of others - look, he is a piece of trash who has never made any progress in his cultivation in millions of years.

I may feel angry or helpless, but can I resist? Can I defend myself?

Is it possible to comprehend the secret method that no one has understood for hundreds of millions of years? No matter how confident Hongjun is, he may still remain silent until he succeeds.

"I kind of admire Hongjun. He was able to endure loneliness for so long just for a powerful secret method..." Somewhere outside the battlefield, Zhang Chen sighed slightly, looking at Hongjun with eyes that he didn't know what it was.

mean.

There was surprise, admiration, regret, and even a hint of contempt.

I was surprised by Hongjun's perseverance, admired Hongjun's patience, regretted that Hongjun wasted millions of years, and despised it because Hongjun was stubborn at that time, or he didn't know how to adapt.

What kind of secret method is worth wasting millions of years on? There is enough in this world to create a secret method for oneself.

Even if the secret method he created may not be as good as the one he has understood now, how powerful will his combat power be in a million years? Or, in a million years, he will already have enough cultivation to be able to

Help the tribe to resist the enemy?

Is it worth wasting millions of years just for a secret method?

High in the sky, Hongjun's voice paused slightly, and then sounded again. The pathos in it was gone, and what remained was only the furious murderous intent and full of resentment.

"Kung Fu pays off, and after spending millions of years, I finally successfully understood the secret method of ascension, and was granted the title of the next generation of Immortal Lord of the Immortal Clan. However, not long after that, you unexpectedly

You led a group of powerful masters into our clan's holy land and slaughtered all my clan members! If the previous Immortal Lord had not spent all his mana to send me out of the barrier you set up before his death, I am afraid that the immortal clan would really be extinct.

"

"After all, heaven has never abandoned me! I escaped! And under your pursuit, I fell into this misty world unintentionally. At that time, this world had not yet been opened up, and all things had not been born.

So I practiced here with great concentration, and even obtained the origin of this world! It is because of you that I truly fully understood the art of feathering, and merged it with the art of flying immortals, becoming the truly supreme secret method of my immortal clan.

!”

The young man Hongjun laughed wildly, leaning forward and backward with laughter, so hysterical that he even burst into tears.

When he raised his head again, his eyes had already turned blood red, shining like rubies.

"Feathering into a flying fairy, haha, feathering into a flying fairy! Flying into a flying fairy represents peace and is the secret technique that protects the development of our fairy clan, but feathering is a secret technique that will only be born when a disaster is about to happen to our clan. It represents

Yes, it is destruction!”

"Crack!" From high in the sky, the purple divine thunder descended again, making Hongjun's maniacally laughing face look even weirder. The two mysterious saints felt their hearts tremble when they saw it, and they quickly stepped up their offensive, using two big bronze hands.

The power increased again, and it continued to fall towards the space around Hongjun.

"Speaking of which, I should also thank you. If you hadn't wanted to exterminate our clan's orthodoxy, I probably wouldn't have been able to comprehend the secret of feathering so easily." Hongjun suddenly turned from laughter to laughter again.

Laughing, the speed of its change and the weirdness of its tone made everyone watching the battle feel a sharp shock in their hearts, and they suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"Then, in order to thank you, I will let you experience the truly supreme secret technique of our immortal clan, the secret technique that combines tranquility and violence, and coexists peace and killing--" At this point, Hongjun paused slightly, and then lightly

He opened his mouth with a smile and said in an extremely weird voice: "Yu, Hua!"

"Boom——"

"Ouch——" "Roar——" "Jie Jie——"

As Hongjun's words fell, there was a violent vibration in the sky, and the roar continued. When it settled down, a series of blood-curdling screams that were not like human voices suddenly sounded in the air.

"what is that?"

High in the sky, the peaceful, fairy-like scene around Hongjun that was originally suspected to be an illusion has completely disappeared. Instead, what appears are bloody mountain peaks, bloody rivers, and blossoming,

The eerie and poignant blood-colored flowers.

Those monks who appeared in the illusion, who had the spirit of immortality and immortal light flowing all over their bodies, let out bursts of shrill screams, and countless black flames rose up around them, burning them from head to toe.

Clean and tidy.

Many spaces that had been completely shattered by the two saints suddenly appeared again, tightly wrapping the two mysterious saints in the space.

"What's going on? Trash, what are you doing?!" The sudden change made the two mysterious saints panic. Looking at the black flames and the many burned phantoms that kept appearing, they felt in their hearts

There was a vague feeling of uneasiness.

Blood-colored mountains, blood-colored rivers, blood-colored flowers, everything around them changed drastically in an instant. What was even more frightening was that those phantoms had obviously been burned by black flames, but the shrill roars had never dissipated.

It's as if they have always existed, but they just cannot be seen.

"Trash? Are you talking about me?" Silently, Hongjun's black hair had turned a trace of blood without knowing when, and coupled with his eyes that had turned red, he looked even more monstrous.

, around him, traces of obscure aura emanated from his body, giving people a strong sense of uneasiness.

The Egyptian saint, who had no choice but to retreat aside because the three of them were too powerful to intervene, jumped up in the air as if he had seen a ghost, and then quickly moved away from Hongjun as if his butt was on fire.

"Is everything going to be reversed? The originally peace-loving race went through great changes and actually gave birth to such a terrifying existence?! Oh my god, I hope Hongjun can maintain his consciousness and never fall into chaos...

..." The Egyptian saint muttered to himself, his eyes looking at Hongjun were filled with fear, and he retreated tens of thousands of miles away from the battlefield before giving up.

When everyone watching the battle saw the Egyptian saint's reaction, they were all puzzled. However, some clever beings among them had a sudden thought in their hearts, and then quietly stayed away from the place.

Of course, Zhang Chen and the other three were also among those who retreated.

With their eyesight and knowledge, it is not difficult to see that this Hongjun is probably really going to attack with all his strength, and it must be an extremely terrifying killing move!

"What are you doing? I'm a loser thanking you. Don't worry, you two. I'll let you see the real power of the secret method of becoming a flying fairy..." Hongjun slightly curved the corners of his mouth, seemingly gentle, but

Coupled with the long blood-red hair and eyes, it looks so cruel no matter how you look at it.

"Don't make a noise!" Hongjun pointed his finger at the empty space around him and shouted loudly, immediately making the screams that filled the entire space disappear at the same time, "Why are you making a noise? Isn't there any guest here? Yu Hua."

Feixian's request is to let you die once, but it's not really death. What are you afraid of? This means that you can come out to meet our guests, but don't let them down... You have become immortals, so you can fly

Immortal!"

As Hongjun's words fell, everyone watching the battle was stunned. They were truly stunned.

Are you allowed to die first? These people are really members of Hongjun’s tribe!

Even if they are just phantoms, they are still his people! And Hongjun just slaughtered all his people alive!

How bloody and cold-hearted does it take to do such a cruel thing?

Is this really a secret method created by peace-loving people?

Such a secret method is obviously cruel!

Looking at Hongjun's long blood-colored hair, blood-colored eyes, as well as his strange face and strange words, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

This Hongjun may have fully activated this terrifying secret method for the first time. At the moment, Hongjun was forced into this state by the secret method.

Or it can be said that he was forced into this state by himself and his enemies - he himself, completely forced himself into another person, completely drove himself crazy!

In the center of the battlefield, the two mysterious saints no longer had the confidence they had at first after hearing Hongjun's words. For the first time, there was a look of fear on their faces, and their eyes looking at Hongjun were full of disbelief.

"How is it possible! That kind of creature... that kind of creature is not..."

"No, Hongjun, wake up, you are not a waste, you can't become like that! Calm down, be sure to calm down!"

In the dull eyes of everyone watching the battle, the two mysterious saints kept shouting anxiously at Hongjun, trying to calm him down! Moreover, they didn't even bother to attack, and just used the two giant bronze palms to protect him.

around the body.

"What the hell is going on?!"

This sentence suddenly became the common sentiment of many people watching the battle.

Well, today a book friend suddenly came to me. After asking, I found out that I read it on my mobile phone. By the way, I really don’t know when I got wireless (is this wireless? I don’t understand...), hehe, thank you.

Thanks to everyone’s support, it turns out that Dao Zun has another group of readers somewhere unknown to the fool...

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