A breeze blew, and the whole tree suddenly disappeared, turning into powder and dancing with the wind, turning into a wisp of dust between the world. Looking at his masterpiece, Yunfeng nodded with satisfaction, looked at the sky with gratitude, reaching the end
If you want to popularize the holy level, there is no adventure that everyone envies. It will not be popularized for almost ten thousand years. Even if you have good qualifications and abilities, you still have to ensure that you will not be killed. Now, he can clearly feel the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and it seems that he can still do it.
Just move, you can touch it with your hand.
Thinking of the four words of spiritual energy in heaven and earth, he was shocked. This was the ability to reach the saints. Could it be that a pill would allow him to break through the threshold of the holy realm and become the darling of one of the billions of people? With a full mind of doubts
Fly to Yan Lingyu.
"I know what you are going to ask. I can tell you that you are just a false saint, with everything that a saint has, but no saint's perception. Like other saints, you can instantly kill the masters of the late sub-saints in an instant, but you are not
Any opponent of a saint is destined to have your strength because you do not have enough understanding of "enlightenment".
The most saint-level existence is extremely important for the understanding between heaven and earth. At the same level, the understanding of enlightenment is destined to be strong. If you want to popularize it, you must rely on enlightenment, otherwise you will be
The energy to mobilize the spiritual power of heaven and earth is not endless.
"What should you call me?" Yun Feng looked at Yan Lingyu respectfully. In his eyes, the person in front of him was his teacher, and the turning point in his life.
"The title is just a code name, something that disappears with the wind. If you want others to respect you and worship you, you must have powerful power." Yan Lingyu reminded him in a on-demand manner, "Let me call me the Saint Xiaoyao in the future."
The prehistoric continent is originally a world that advocates force. As long as your cultivation is strong enough, you can get the look of all living beings. As long as you stand at the highest peak, you can shout at all things and everything must be powerful.
When Yan Lingyu agreed to the girls in the ring, he figured out that only by unifying the prehistoric continent can his relatives be absolutely safe. Why do he dare not let them come out with absolute cultivation? He is not afraid of revenge, once someone else is afraid of revenge.
If you deal with yourself with a burning attitude, the safety of the women cannot be guaranteed.
"In the name of Saint Nuwa, I, Yunfeng, are willing to follow Saint Xiaoyao. If you have a rebellious heart, you will be destroyed by the mines in heaven and earth."
The demon clan believes in Nuwa. Unless the demon clan is recovered, no matter who he asks, who he admires the most and believes in the most, the answer he gets is undoubtedly the saint Nuwa. In the name of the saint Nuwa, he swears that he is a demon.
The highest oath of the clan.
"Lead the way!" Yan Lingyu looked at him with admiration.
It is said that Yunfeng leads the way. In fact, along the way, Yan Lingyu was still flying in front. The two of them are almost the master and servant now. Yan Lingyu is the main one, and Yunfeng is the pounce. The servant can never walk in front of the master.
There are only guidelines that can be included along the way.
"Lord Xiaoyao, in front of it is the territory of the Black Bee Clan. Flying high altitudes is not allowed there. Should we go around or walk on the ground?" Shortly after the flight, the two of them came to a large race living in groups, the Black Bee Clan.
The Black Bee Clan's personal strength is not strong, but it is very fast and has many people, especially the attack of both jade and stone. Even the late-stage master of the Sub-Saint will die if he is hit by a poisonous needle, so no one is willing to mess with it.
A terrifying race, when it comes to the Black Bee Clan, Yunfeng, who has not yet adapted to the level of a saint, is still a little scared.
"Black Bee Clan?" Yan Lingyu thought for a moment. In the records of Chaos Stone, there was almost no use of race. The entire race was almost like black people in Africa. From top to bottom, it was pitch black, with only one bit of snow-white teeth.
He could not have any good feelings for such a race. Their tail needles were indeed vicious, but they could not concentrate the existence of the saints, and they could almost be ignored.
"Fly over." Yan Lingyu looked plain and his body had already begun to fly forward.
Yunfeng also quickly chased after him, shook his head and smiled, and said to himself, "Why am I still as timid as before? I am not the Yun Fengbao who can be bullied by others now, but a saint-level Yunfeng, Yunfeng."
Although he is the most useless person at the saint level, he is already very satisfied. There are tens of thousands of races in the entire prehistoric continent, and there are billions of creatures. How many saints are there is one billionth of them, and he can
It is already lucky to stand out from one in a billion, and with such a strong backer, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?
After less than a minute of flying, a black voice rushed from them to "stop."
Looking at the humanoid creature flying in front of him, the muscles on Yan Lingyu's face were constantly shaking, and there was a smile. Even if the skin of the person was pure and Africans could not compare, it was just crawling out of the coal.
"Just you?" Yan Lingyu looked at him contemptuously.
"I tell you, no matter how high your cultivation level is, it's useless. This is the territory of our Black Bee Clan. I will honestly go on and accept the punishment of the clan leader." The Black Wind clan members ignored Yan Lingyu's words at all.
Although the Black Bee Clan is not powerful, it is not a saint who has not reached the level of a saint and does not dare to fly from the sky. There have been masters in the late stage of the sub-saint before, but in the end they all became dead souls under the needle.
Yan Lingyu was very upset when he ignored himself, and a trace of murderous intent appeared in his eyes. "Then I tell you, I will fly over from here today. People block and kill people. Buddha block and kill Buddha. Whoever dares to stop him will kill me."
"You don't need to do it, sir, I'll do it myself. I'll kill one, I'll kill one, two, I'll kill one, and I'll kill one of them together." Yun Feng quickly cooperated like a flatterer.
Speaking big, of course, he has the ability to speak big. In the past, Yunfeng didn't even have the strength to compete with the Black Bee Clan. Not to mention that speaking like now is a massacre. In an instant, he understood an eternal truth: "Strength is dignity, power
He is the backer. When he has strength and power, he is the king of heaven and a powerful existence."
"Then you go to die for me." The human-shaped black bee clan of 1.78 meters instantly turned back to life. A black bee several meters tall appeared in front of the two of them. Unfortunately, before he had time to attack, two white lights came from him
The body flashed, and the two wings were cut off in an instant, and the black bee, divided into three, fell to the ground.
"Too weak." Yun Feng smiled. This was his first move since he became a fake saint.
"It's not that he is too weak, it's that you are too strong." Yan Lingyu refuted his opinion plainly.
Among the billions of creatures, how many people can stand out and become saints? From mortals to cultivation, from cultivation to immortals, and cultivating gods, can they break through the quasi-saint, and in the early stage of reaching the sub-saint like a black bee, this is no longer possible
To describe it as weak, it can only be said that he is too strong, so strong that his opponent cannot reflect.
"It seems you have something to play with." Yan Lingyu smiled at the corner of his mouth.
"This is the first time I have experienced the impermanence of life. An hour ago, I even saw a weak man who had to escape from a middle-stage strong man in the sub-saint stage, but now I am a strong man who is in danger when facing a race.
"Sensing the Black Bee Clan that kept soaring into the sky below, Yun Feng roared, "Let the storm come a little stronger!"
"How can you become a real strong man without the baptism of wind and rain? Without bloody means, you can only be trampled under your feet. If you want to become stronger, it is easiest to understand in the duel." Yan Lingyu looked at him lightly. "A
The strong have the dignity of the strong, sometimes they can tolerate it, sometimes they cannot. The Tao is divided into sentient beings and ruthlessness. I hope you don’t go on the ruthlessness.”
The sound of wings flapping came constantly, causing a buzzing sound in my ears. With the appearance of the first black bee, it was tied up by thousands of black bees in one breath.
Surrounded by a black bee, both of them showed disdainful expressions. Everything spoke with strength. In the face of absolute strength, the number was already an negligible existence.
"Clan leader, they just ignore the rules of my Black Bee Clan and want to fly away from the air, but also cut my wings." A black man without arms lay on a black bee, looking at the two of them in an atmosphere
.
The patriarch of the Black Bee Clan looked at the two of them for a while and found that they could not see through their cultivation. He was a late sub-saint, and he could not see through them. Isn’t that a saint? But among the saints he knew
But there were no two people, and said plainly, "What do you have to say?" As the leader of the clan, this is related to the reputation of the Black Bee clan. Even when facing the saint, he could not retreat, let alone in his heart that the two of them were estimated to be
I brought some holy weapon to hide my cultivation.
"No." Yunfeng replied.
At the beginning, Yan Lingyu handed over the battlefield to him, which was to cultivate him. In the future, if Yan Lingyu wants to unify the prehistoric continent, he will definitely be one of the right-hand assistants in the future.
"Then you have to give us an explanation." The patriarch of the Black Bee Clan took advantage of the momentum and looked at the two of them proudly.
"What kind of explanation do you want?" Yun Feng asked back.
"Leave your arms behind both of you."
"Are you sure you want my arms?" Yan Lingyu looked at him like a dead person. At this moment, Yan Lingyu had already announced his life and death.
"Confirm." The leader of the Black Bee Clan is now rising. When he first met the two, he still had a little worry, but now he has absolute confidence.
"Just you?"
"I think your cultivation is also in the late stage of the Sub-Saint. Of course, I cannot do it myself, but there are hundreds of thousands of Black Bee tribes behind me, but they can easily kill you." The Black Bee tribe leader looked at him with a smile on his face.
He laughed at the two of them and said, "If you know the appearance, just give me your arms." He was already doing a good show. In his opinion, he had already decided to take the two of them.