Oracles are texts in the divine realm. The biggest difference between these texts and ordinary texts is that they are drawn by Shenxi, and even if thousands of years have passed, they will not dissipate.
Zhang Yifeng knew nothing about the oracle, but Lin Gongyang knew that the ancient bronze palace in front of him was the Divine Light Palace.
It goes without saying what kind of opportunity is hidden in this divine light palace.
Ye Xingchen and others suppressed the ecstasy in their hearts, looked at the bronze ancient palace in front of them, and were eager to try it, but at this moment, an inappropriate voice sounded.
"There is a share in the meeting, right?"
From the darkness, several figures walked out. It was the monk of the Qunyuan Realm who had a conflict that had just happened not long ago, and Rongci.
Seeing the person in front of him, Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows slightly: "It would be better for me to kill you with one sword and enjoy this ancient bronze palace alone."
"Haha, I have broad minds and I have just spread the location of this Divine Light Palace to the ears of monks from all walks of life."
As he said that, Rongci pointed to the top of the zenith.
A dazzling halo dissipated and turned into a command, indicating the three big words "Divine Light Palace".
If it is ordinary, just this order will be enough to attract a large number of strong people to gather here.
The existence of the Divine Light Palace can no one resist this temptation.
But now is different from the past, Zhang Yifeng has no fear at all: "What a broad mind, this world is full of bones, and the time and space are chaotic. I wonder how many people can see your order."
"Um?"
Just as Rong Ci was about to say something, Zhang Yifeng had already slashed out with a sword. The dazzling sword shadow swallowed the light of the sky, and wherever he passed, it brought about complete destruction and destruction.
"not good!"
Faced with a sudden sword, Rong Ci made a great alarm, and the blood evil spirit energies wrapped around his body and turned into a barrier, trying to resist this sword.
But on the Sixteen Saints, the fine blood lines coiled around, turned into tentacles, and pulled onto the blood evil spirit barrier. In the blink of an eye, the barrier was split into pieces.
The Sixteen Saints of Ji who had swallowed enough Shura's power had undergone significant changes again.
This sword slashed half of Rong Ci's body, and the violent murderous intent filled it. It slashed down with one sword, as if the Shura War Realm was coming.
"Shura Dao Soldier! Where did you come from!"
Rong Ci's body was broken, and Shura's power was torn on the bloody section, extremely ferocious.
But this Rongci was the descendant of the Blood Evil Emperor. Even if this sword cut off half of his body, it would not affect his vitality.
Seeing this, Zhang Yifeng snorted coldly: "How should you deal with this sword?"
This time, the man in front of him had provoked Zhang Yifeng for the second time. This time, he wanted to attract everyone to gather here to ruin his fortune. Zhang Yifeng naturally could not show mercy.
The second sword was slashed out, and the hungry ghosts roared, as if the gate of the underworld was wide open, and thousands of hungry ghosts rushed out, roaring and roaring, heading towards the people in the Tempering Yuan Realm in front of them.
"The power of the six paths of reincarnation! What kind of Taoist soldier is this!"
Rong Ci roared in his heart, and in an instant, the blood shadows surged, and all the cards were released, and he was isolated in front of him, trying to resist the two swords that Zhang Yifeng had silenced.
"retreat!"
At this moment, Rongci had already believed in what Zhang Yifeng said about the changes in space at that time.
It had been a hundred breaths, but there was no breath of other monks in the ancient bronze palace before it rushed to this place. The young man who had no idea of ​​his origin made him feel scared. If he continued to fight, he might be really going to leave here.
"Want to escape?"
Zhang Yifeng slapped his waist and swallowed the void hole. The three corpses and six old formations flew out. The three demons blocked all the laws of the world. With the rushing of the Void Avenue, the space that stretched for more than ten miles instantly lost its luster.
As the sword tip flowed, the roll of the virtual wheel was slashed with sword marks, roaring like a long dragon.
"Boom boom boom!"
A loud noise came one after another, and Rongci was beaten backwards, with a look of panic on his face, becoming increasingly unbearable.
Zhang Yifeng slashed out with another sword, and from bottom to top, a crack was torn into pieces in the sky. Facing this sword, Rong Ci, for example, was dodged, and even his soul was fixed in place at this time.
This sword seemed to transcend cause and effect, and when the sword came out, it was destined to be destined.
"The Emperor saves me!"
Facing the young man who was a monster in front of him, Rong Ci had no power to fight back at all. He grabbed his junior brother who was also the descendant of the Blood Evil Emperor beside him, blocked Zhang Yifeng's sword with his life, and immediately used his trump card.
The means of life-saving left by the powerful emperor.
For a moment, a bang sound like a heart pumping echoed in the void, and two pairs of blood-colored pupils appeared in the dome, staring at Zhang Yifeng.
In an instant, Zhang Yifeng felt that the blood in his body had solidified, and what followed was heart-wrenching pain, and dense blood scars appeared all over Zhang Yifeng.
Just this round of gaze will destroy Zhang Yifeng on the spot. This is the method of the powerful man in the imperial realm!
"Master Fengyi Peak!"
Seeing the crisis in front of him, Ye Xingchen and others shouted, and then they had to use their own imperial power to help Zhang Yifeng with their own strength.
At this moment, the breeze blew by, pressing everyone down, and then drifted around Zhang Yifeng with the breeze, and turned into waves of ghost energy in the underworld.
"But Err!"
Zhang Yifeng looked straight at the bloody pupils in the air, and the power of Guixu in his eyes flowed, revealing the blue and clear light.
"Call the evil Taoist rule!"
As the sixteen saints in his hand were raised high, the Nine-turn mysterious skill of reincarnation roared, and ghost energy was coiled, as if the hungry ghost realm had arrived, the figures of the three ghost emperors suddenly appeared around Zhang Yifeng.
The three ghost emperors of Peng, Lu, and Xun Emperor, looked at the bloody pupils in the sky with countless pale pupils, and echoed in the air with a scream, and the bloody pupils were split into pieces.
The backlash of the Emperor's Realm method made Rong Ci spit blood in his mouth and flew backwards.
Zhang Yifeng pointed at the distance: "Kill him!"
The three ghost emperors each showed their magical powers. For a moment, everyone felt as if they had fallen into the Netherworld Ghost Realm. The chill that emerged from the depths of their souls reminded the saints behind Zhang Yifeng that in front of the Demon Slaying Sect, Zhang Yifeng smashed the external incarnation of Emperor Fenglei and faced the immortal thunder alone.
"Master Feng Yifeng, he actually has the ability to compete with the Emperor Realm!"
Lin Gongyang murmured in a low voice, his eyes full of respect.
On the side, Ye Xingchen shouted: "Feng Yi Peak is the mighty man!"
As the law of calling evil Taoism was operative, the power of the three ghost emperors poured out, and the honor gift in front of him could not compete with him without his trump cards.
When the boundless ghost energy returns to the Sixteen Saints of Silence, the Nine-Turnful Magic of Reincarnation will be pacified, and the monks in the Crucifixion Realm will be completely wiped out.
Zhang Yifeng had a breath of turbid air, and now he entered the late stage of the Immortal Lord. The power caused by using this law of Summoning the Demons is even stronger, but the same consumption should not be underestimated.
Chapter completed!