Remember [67♂Book ÷.] in one second, read wonderfully without pop-ups for free!

The rapid defeat of the Lingzhou Alliance made the victory balance fall to Xiaoyue's side. Although nearly 200,000 Xiaoyue's outer disciples did not join the battle between the two elite sects in the city, they divided nearly half of the manpower and firmly surrounded the outside of Bakong City. The tall flag swung in the wind, and the stern disciple Xiaoyue's blood was indescribable. After all, this was the first time that the founding sect had experienced in the large-scale Tianzong battle in many years.

Their opponent is the Lord of Kunzhou, who is also famous in the Qixia Realm. A well-deserved veteran powerhouse. Xiaoyue Sect has been established for only a hundred years, and it can suppress a veteran powerhouse with rich backgrounds to the point of being unstoppable. This move is enough to be famous all over the world.

In Bakong City, the elite forces of both sides were still fighting to fight to the death. The inner disciples of Xiaoyue Sect, the true disciples, and the elite troops of the six core halls, faced the Izumo Palace and the two major forces of the Holy Dragon Mountain combined with 130,000 warriors, had no intention of retreating. Instead, they became more and more brave and more warlike. As time went by, the Holy Dragon and Izumo army had already been defeated.

What makes people most excited is that under the dark clouds, they are divided into more than a dozen pairs of Qiankun Realm masters who are fighting, which also teaches a good lesson to the cultivators in Lingzhou.

Duan Xinghuang of Shenglong Mountain, Tutiange, Wu Ding, Chiyin, Kashrou of the Izumo Empire and three masters of Qiankun Realm of unknown origins have become boundless under the control of Nie Renkuang, Xiang Potian and others led by the God of Killing, and others, and have no way to heaven and no way to enter the earth.

Originally, the masters sent by the two major forces were comparable to a top Taishang Tiansect, but with the tragic death of Duan Feilong, Qingjing Sanren, and Tianhu Taoist, coupled with the nine Qiankun Realms summoned by Feng Jueyu, the advantages and disadvantages of both sides instantly reversed.

After the nine strong men arrived, the situation almost instantly took a one-sided approach, making the two major forces, Saint Dragon and Izumo Palace, in danger.

Since then, Feng Jueyu ignored the enemies from all directions. He only had Futian in his eyes - the old resentful enemy who came from the Izumo Palace and was still shrouded in mystery.

"Kang!"

The deafening loud noises in the sky fluttered the ancient city lands, and the two magic weapons would make an amazing collision every moment. The loud sound of gold and iron clashing was like thunder descending continuously in the air. Even the extraordinary skillful Nie Renkuang and Chi Yin elders were deliberately pulled out from the vicinity of the two of them and went to another place to continue fighting.

The two people in the air had an invisible circle that appeared and disappeared from time to time, expanding to a radius of 300 feet. In this circle, strong space shocks and deep void black holes will occur anytime and anywhere. As for the countless space cracks, they are almost covered with circles of 300 feet in a radius. If they do not reach the late stage of Chengdao Realm, as long as they enter this circle, they will be eroded by the chaotic spatial order inside.

This is a real, destructive fight.

The constantly turbulent energy ripples surged upwards like a tide, and the strong fluctuations of the heaven and earth elemental spirit made the heavy dark clouds lose their confidence to press down on them. Not long after, they were blown away by the strong wind brought by the magical power training and dispersed.

In the sky, three thick purple-blue lightning bolts were swiftly passing by. Futian's Xuanting Thunder Spear could be transformed into three, surrounding his body, and continuously shooting powerful guns at Feng Jueyu. Only one of the three Xuanting Luo guns is real, but the other two can also affect the mine-type Yuan Ling and form a powerful offensive.

The Xuanting Luo Spear is a top-notch treasure for heaven. The materials used for forging are the world's top materials. They are extremely tough and extremely difficult to destroy. Even if Feng Jueyu's Tiandian sword is like a dragon and strangled several times, he could not easily cut this treasure down. However, Feng Jueyu had no intention of retreating, and his body was covered with powerful thunder and lightning. He was like Hai Dongqing soaring under the storm. He had only a momentum of indomitable momentum and no desire to retreat and endure.

The Sky-Downing Sword had already flew up at will, turning into a great sword for the opening of the sky, dancing on the wind.

Outside the sword falling from the sky, the black cage flies into nine, and goes like a golden rainbow, wandering around the sky, and I don’t know how many surprises and strong attacks have been carried out around the Mantian.

However, the Dutian Divine Power Imperial Spear and the three Xuanting Luo Spears were placed under a dense thunder grid outside the body, and countless strange talismans flashed in it, like a formation, guarding the person firmly without any impact. On the contrary, they could also free up their hands to counterattack with a thunder gun.

The two powerful men killed in the air and did not retreat. The earth-shaking momentum made the audience outside the city stunned and praised them repeatedly.

After hundreds of moves in the battle, they passed in a while. The two of them killed their heads without raising their eyes or opening their eyes. Sweat was flowing from their foreheads, and their clothes gradually became wet.

After a long battle, Fu Tian's contempt was gradually withdrawn, and replaced by deep solemnity. While fighting, he thought that Feng Jueyu's strength was indeed well-known. No wonder in just a hundred years, he could have been able to raise a Xiaoyue Sect that was comparable to a giant like Holy Dragon Mountain. After decades of his career, he had defeated countless good players in the world. Although he was instructed by the palace master in every action and acted secretly and did not accumulate much reputation, there were not ten or eight strong men he met, but none of them were as difficult as Feng Jueyu today.

Could it be that if you want to defeat this guy, you have to use the treasures passed down from generation to generation in the clan?

That treasure can only be used a few times. Every time it is used, the spiritual energy inside will be reduced a little, and the spiritual energy consumed depends on the strength of the opponent and his own attack. If you want to solve it at one time, you may have to consume too much spiritual energy from the treasure.

After a long battle, Futian began to be anxious. He squinted his eyes and glanced at the situation in Bakong City. He suddenly discovered that the Xiaoyue Army, which was becoming more and more brave, had already driven the people from Izuyun Palace and Shenglong Mountain back to the center of the city with a clear advantage in number, and continued to narrow the encirclement.

"Oh shit."

Feeling that the situation was uncontrollable, Fu Tian gritted his teeth and cursed angrily, and took out a seal of Tianlang carving from his arms. Xuan Tingluo's gun surrounded him to make airtight blocking, leaving Tianzhu sword at a loss and unable to break through the encirclement in a short time. Then, after he looked at the seal of Tianlang carving with great cherishment, he reluctantly rubbed the seal of Tianlang with his right thumb.

Futian said something in his mouth, and he recited an obscure spell. Soon, the Tianlang Seal emitted a soft white light.

This white light was not big, and it could not be seen even under the strong confrontation between the two magic weapons. However, the white light flowed out quickly from the Tianlang Seal, flew to Futian's head and slowly injected into it.

Futian's momentum began to surge, and it was very slow at first. After a while, an extraordinary white light began to appear on his body. This white light made Futian look like a huge sun, constantly emitting strong light and heat. However, the Tianlang Seal in his hand began to turn gray from his head, losing its previous brilliance.

After a moment, the dark clouds in the sky gathered again, and the momentum of Futian became stronger and stronger. The brightness of the white light began to cover up the purple-blue thunder lightning of the Xuan Ting Luo Gun, and even compared the pitch-black blackness of the Tiandeng sword. What's even more, the Xuan Ting Luo Gun, which was like a huge thunder lightning cover, stabbed out, and the lightning that was slashed was obviously more than three times thicker, like a small tree, and its strength became extremely large.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Three lightning bolts that were three times thicker than before were slashed down. The Wucang Flying Fish Arrows could not resist and were shocked to the distance. The spirit of the internal weapon was greatly damaged, as if it had lost its proper divine luster. Feng Jueyu, who had all his strength to control the two divine weapons, also felt that the opponent's offensive was getting stronger and stronger, resulting in the loss of the divine power in his body, many times faster than before.

"This guy hasn't even taken out all his cultivation level yet? Could it be that he is a powerful person in the Daowu realm?"

After several strong attacks, Feng Jueyu's internal organs were shaken by the opponent's internal breathing, and his internal breathing was unstable. He raised his head in shock, full of doubt, and thought negatively: This is impossible. If he was a powerful person in the Daowu realm, why bother so hard? He should have used some kind of treasure.

At this moment, most of the treasures on Feng Jueyu were eliminated by him. After all, with the Tiandeng Sword and the Wucang Flying Fish Arrow, plus Qiye, who can change into protective armor at any time, he doesn't need to bring too many treasures at all, and he doesn't like them either.

But if he doesn't have it, it doesn't mean others don't.

Soon, Feng Jueyu summoned the Wucang Flying Fish Arrow, making the sky much cleaner, and he only controlled the Sky-Drive Sword to continue attacking. At this time, he observed the Futian and suddenly saw that there was an extra Tianlang seal that was the size of a palm in the other party's hand. Two-thirds of the seal emitted a soft white light, wrapping the seal tightly, but one-third of it had turned gray.

"The treasure of God?"

Feng Jueyu has seen several treasures of inheriting the gods. There is a powerful spiritual energy among the treasures of inheriting the gods, similar to a powerful aura like the source of the Immortal Fire God.

This kind of qi is completely different from the treasure of the heaven. Although no one can tell the difference between the two treasures, the qi that is felt through the spiritual consciousness is completely different.

For example, if there is a trace of human-made trace in the treasure of the Heaven, then the forging traces in the treasure of the Gods will be the power of the catastrophe such as the three nine, four nine, six nine, and nine nine nine heavenly tribulation. In Mo Ling's memory, Feng Jueyu also learned that this treasure of the Gods must be a treasure that the forging power in the world can be refined with the power of the heavenly tribulation, so it is called the Gods.

After thinking about it this way, Feng Jueyu realized that this mansion began to use the treasure of the God.

"Feng Jueyu, with this Moon-breaking Seal, I am under Daowu, so I am invincible. You should die."
Chapter completed!