Unexpectedly, Feng Qingyu could move freely in his own domain. Shen Wei was unprepared and was sent flying by the punch. With a "bang", he hit the palace wall hard.
The Saint's Domain is a strange existence similar to an independent world, containing the Saint's understanding and perception of the great ways of heaven and earth.
In his own domain, the saint is like a god, following his words and controlling all things.
Unless there are other saints who also own the domain, any cultivator in the domain of the saint is like a lamb to be slaughtered and a fish on a plate. Life and death are completely controlled by others, and they have no power to resist against the master of the domain.
How can it be?
Shen Wei could clearly sense that Feng Qingyu's cultivation had not reached the realm of a saint.
However, not only could this saint be able to attack in his domain, her speed was not affected by the "Way of Delay" at all, and her power was far beyond his imagination.
The burning feeling on his face was like a wake-up call, waking him up from his complacent state of mind.
"You, you actually entered Taoism!"
After calming down and letting go of his consciousness again, Shen Wei finally noticed a faint trace of the great road from Feng Qingyu's body, and couldn't help but exclaimed.
It should be noted that Feng Qingyu had just entered the realm of spiritual masters a year ago. In this way, it only took her one year to successfully comprehend the Tao and enter the realm of spiritual masters that everyone in the Holy Land dreams of.
How can this be embarrassing for Shen Weiqing, who had spent seventeen years realizing the truth and still claimed to be an astonishing genius?
"I said it." Feng Qingyu said lightly, a blue light flashed in his eyes, and his delicate body suddenly disappeared, "You are not worthy!"
At almost the same moment, she appeared in front of Shen Wei, waving her right arm again and punching out. Her bare hand was surrounded by bright red aura, releasing unimaginable terrifying power.
"Delay!"
Shen Wei's expression changed, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted loudly.
The entire area was instantly surrounded by a strange force. It seemed that nothing had changed and everything seemed different.
Careful people will find that both the air flow and the speed of dust floating are countless times slower than before, as if they are still, and it is almost impossible to detect them with eyes and ears.
After reaching the realm of a saint, his way of sluggishness was integrated with the domain of a saint, and he finally showed his prowess, exerting his ability to slow down the actions of others to the extreme. Even Mo Disheng and Emperor Li Tian did not dare to underestimate him.
"boom!"
However, Feng Qingyu's speed did not slow down at all, and the white jade-like fist hit him firmly on the face again without any hesitation. The terrifying force almost broke his skull.
"Bitch! How dare you attack me!"
Seeing that his path could not have any impact on Feng Qingyu, Shen Wei was shocked and angry, his expression lost its composure, he cursed loudly, and at the same time made a knife with his right hand, and sprayed out a blazing black flame blade from his palm, stabbing the opponent's chest fiercely. There was no hint of pity or sympathy at all.
However, the imagined scene of Feng Qingyu being pierced by a flaming blade did not appear.
I saw a trace of aqua blue light flashing in the saint's eyes, and her delicate body "swiftly" disappeared on the spot.
"boom!"
Immediately afterwards, Shen Wei felt a sharp pain coming from his back. He couldn't hold back his strength and fell forward. His handsome face came into close contact with the ground.
The dignified saint, one of the most powerful beings in the world, actually fell into a "dog eating shit" in an extremely inelegant posture.
"What a bitch!"
He is a proud and arrogant person, and he is also lustful. He has long coveted the beauty of Feng Qingyu. Showing such an ugly appearance in front of the beauty he has coveted for a long time, teach him how to bear it, he can't help but become furious and pale. His face was filled with a ferocious look.
A giant black dragon with a thick body and covered with blazing flames appeared out of thin air in the main hall. It opened its teeth and claws, roared angrily, and rushed towards Feng Qingyu's delicate body.
The black dragon's body was so huge that it almost filled the entire hall, leaving little room for the saint to dodge.
In his rage, he finally lost his mind and no longer considered the other party's life or death. Instead, he directly used his strongest weapon regardless of the other party's life or death.
Facing the menacing black fire dragon, Feng Qingyu's expression remained unchanged, and his body once again shone with aqua-blue light.
"boom!"
The violent black flames engulfed her completely, and the scorching breath swept across all directions, and the temperature of the entire hall instantly rose a lot.
What a pity for such a good skin!
Looking at the beauty submerged in the raging sea of fire, Shen Wei was in a happy mood, but also couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
After all, the saint's appearance and figure, even in the eyes of an old pervert like him, are definitely one of the best.
Since the day Feng Qingyu was admitted by Mo Disheng, he has been thinking about this stunning beauty all the time, always trying his best to get close to her, deliberately showing off, trying to attract the beauty's attention and win her favor.
However, Feng Qingyu, who was only fifteen years old at the time, always turned a blind eye to him and made no excuses.
After several years of this, when he finally couldn't stand the cold treatment anymore and planned to take action against this cold and arrogant woman in the name of "pointing out", he was surprised to find that the other woman actually fell in love when he was only twenty years old. After entering the realm of the Spirit Master, he was able to use his extraordinary fighting skills to deal with himself dozens of times without defeat, and persisted until Mo Disheng arrived.
Then, Shen Wei, who was still waiting for an opportunity to take action, suddenly realized that he could no longer find Feng Qingyu.
This "Dark Temple" saint disappeared silently.
When she appeared again, Shen Wei once again shamelessly stepped forward to "point out" the other party. The result of this fight was far beyond everyone's expectations.
As the Lord of the Third Palace, he actually lost!
Defeated at the hands of a young woman in her early twenties!
Defeated at the hands of an ordinary spiritual master who has not yet understood the great truth!
That day, Shen Wei returned to his residence in a state of confusion, as if he was in a nightmare.
He could even imagine how quickly this defeat was spreading in the "Dark Temple", and how he, the Lord of the Third Temple, would become the subject of everyone's laughter after dinner.
That night, from the visiting Mo Disheng, he finally learned about the "reincarnation body", a perverted physique that was simply unparalleled in heaven and earth, and also learned what kind of evildoer he had always coveted.
From that day on, he buried this desire deeply in his heart and never took the initiative to approach Feng Qingyu's residence. Instead, he honestly stayed away and tried not to meet the other person face to face as much as possible.
However, as the saying goes, a dog cannot change his eating of shit, and a person's desires will not die out due to temporary suppression.
It is like an insidious predator, just hiding quietly, waiting for the right time to show its prowess again.
He didn't have to wait too long for this opportunity.
Sanctify!
At the moment when he entered the realm of a saint, his mind suddenly became active, and he once again used his crooked brains, planning to take advantage of the other two palace masters to go out and take down Feng Qingyu and cook the raw rice into cooked rice. .
According to his opinion, even if Feng Qingyu had a slightly normal mind, he would not dare to disobey a saint's will.
Moreover, no matter how awesome the "reincarnation body" is, the saint's ordinary spiritual master's cultivation will never be able to compete with the saint.
From any point of view, this sudden attack can be said to be a sure thing, and there is no reason for failure.
However, there is always a deep gap between reality and imagination, which is difficult to cross.
Not only did this beautiful woman with monstrous qualifications dismiss him, she actually realized the great truth in such a few days, and her strength increased by leaps and bounds, forcing herself to use all her strength.
When a saint takes action with all his strength, the spiritual master will only die!
This is the result of opposing me!
Looking at the blazing black fire that lingered for a long time, the regretful expression on Shen Wei's face gradually dissipated, and instead revealed a trace of cruelty.
Before the black fire went out, he turned around and planned to leave the Saint's Hall.
As for what kind of punishment Merdisheng would impose after killing the saint, he was not too worried.
The value of a living saint is far higher than that of a dead genius.
He was sure that Merdisheng would never fail to understand this truth.
However, as soon as he turned around, a charming white face came into view.
Her eyebrows are like willow trees, her eyes are like peach blossoms, her sandalwood mouth is light, and her body is graceful. Who is she if it's not wind and rain?
"You're not dead?"
Shen Wei's heart trembled, his face changed drastically, and he couldn't help blurting out.
Feng Qingyu smiled faintly, with a hint of contempt flashing in his eyes.
Her right arm was wrapped with bright red aura, and she grabbed Shen Wei's shoulder with lightning speed.
The two looked at each other, and Shen Wei actually saw the existence of two bright red and black lights in her pupils at the same time.
"ah!!!"
Immediately afterwards, a shrill scream filled the hall.?