Yun Feiyang was extremely shocked. The blood-colored figure erupted with an aura that looked over the world, sweeping across Liuhe. The extremely sharp sword intent almost locked his entire figure tightly. As long as he moved, he would receive a blow that would change the color of the wind.
Who else is the owner of this bloody figure besides Li Xunhuan? Only when he refines the magic sword can he leave a mark on his magic sword. It is extremely powerful and full of endless killing intent. Standing there it seems like
A murderous god comes to the world.
"Is this the power of Fengyun's first sword? The mark left behind has such power that it can knock Luo Shenqing Zun back half a step.
Yun Feiyang knew that if he had the power of the Ninth Heaven, he could easily neutralize a blow, but his current power is only the Great Perfection of the Seventh Heaven, and it is difficult to compete with him.
Just when this thought arose in Yun Feiyang's mind, a bright sword light cut through the void, and endless souls appeared in the void. The trajectory of the sword light was extremely mysterious, and seemed to represent the order between the world.
Create an extreme civilization of swordsmanship, so that no one can even have the slightest intention of resistance.
Yun Feiyang was extremely shocked. Fengyun's first sword shot was just a thought. It was far less powerful than one-tenth of the real body. How terrifying would it be for Li Xunhuan's real body to appear? No wonder the angels summoned by the priests of the Western Light World
They were all killed by Li Xunhuan with one sword, and the bright world was severely damaged from then on.
Yun Feiyang's whole body's energy and spirit were unified, and he quietly prepared a desperate blow. At the same time, his mind had already communicated with Shu'er.
At this moment, the unparalleled sword energy blew in like a world-destroying storm, and the golden man formed by the imprint of his divine consciousness felt the threat of death.
"Demon Sealing Style, break it for me!"
Yun Feiyang shouted loudly, and in this one-ten thousandth moment, Shu'er felt a vast power blessing him, which already exceeded the power of ordinary Nine Heavens masters.
A stone tower with a simple aura evolved directly in the void. The thirty-three-layered stone tower, like the thirty-three worlds, suppressed everything and crashed onto the sword light.
"Zheng!" A sound of gold and stone intersecting sounded, and the stone tower shattered the sword light into countless bright fragments in an instant.
"Chicha..." The sound of countless divine crossbows piercing the air came, and the countless bright fragments strangely broke away from the suppression of the stone tower, cut through the void, and flew towards Yun Feiyang to kill.
"Thirty-three days of suppression!" Yun Feiyang shouted again. The ancient visionary God Emperor appeared in the sky, and thirty-three spaces of suppression came down. Each emperor shadow played the God Emperor Technique, and the power of suppression surged.
, pressed hard on the countless fragments, and the fragments seemed to fall into the swamp.
"Boom!" There was another loud noise, and the thirty-three-story stone tower suppressed it again, and then suppressed these fragments firmly in the void, and the bloody figure of Li Xunhuan in the distance also seemed to be under a restraining spell.
Generally stay still.
"Swallow me the Beiming Divine Art!" Yun Feiyang deduced that these fragments were formed by Li Xunhuan's mark. As long as they were thoroughly refined, he could control the magical sword. The bloody figure was just the convergence of energy.
The black hole completely shrouded the fragments, and the Beiming Divine Art was running at a high speed. The fragments poured into the black hole. Yun Feiyang felt the vast power falling into his Dantian microcosm through the black hole. Yun Feiyang absorbed it to the maximum extent.
This original power, after a moment, its power has been infinitely close to the eighth heaven.
Yun Feiyang felt that the power in his body had reached a saturated state and could not be increased by one point. His cultivation level still stayed at the realm of the Sixth Heaven and Great Perfection. If he wanted to go further, he could only step into the Seventh Heaven and overcome the tribulation again.
Yes, but his current strength in using the Demon Sealing Style is enough to fight against an average half-step emperor.
Of course, half-step emperors are also divided into three, six, and nine levels. People like Li Qian who have touched the secret of the law of rebirth and can accept the baptism of thunder as long as they are willing are the most peak half-step emperors, with the strength and strength to step into the world.
The difference between the emperors of the Nine Heavens is nearly three times, and the mana difference between the average half-step emperor and the emperor who has just stepped into the Nine Heavens is even more than ten times greater.
Yun Feiyang is very satisfied with the current progress of his strength. He controls the ancient visions and the God Emperor Lan Zhutian continues to devour this power. The God Emperor's Art is running at a high speed, and the thirty-three chaotic worlds of earth, fire, wind and water continue to evolve and evolve.
A new energy of chaos emerged, and at the same time, the eyes of the emperor's shadow in each space began to solidify. The same changes occurred in the emperor's shadow outside the thirty-three worlds, that is, the thirty-fourth emperor's shadow, Yun
Feiyang couldn't feel the increase in power, but he felt a mysterious power constantly generated in the eyes of the thirty-fourth Emperor Shadow. Suddenly, he suddenly felt that the eyes of the Emperor Shadow were slowly moving.
Open it, and a burst of light emerges.
"Zheng!"
There was a huge sound of collision within the entire Divine Sword, and the Divine Sword was instantly knocked away by this force. Li Qian and Luo Shen Qingzun outside looked at this scene with shocked faces.
Yun Feiyang's body remained motionless, but his consciousness within the divine sword clearly saw this scene, and he was immediately shocked. A trace of memories appeared in his mind, memories of the Divine Emperor's Art.
"Could it be that the light of destruction has been condensed?" Yun Feiyang thought for a long time and finally determined that the thirty-four imperial figures opened their eyes and shot out the light of destruction. After this light of destruction was shot out, the entire God Emperor could see the sky.
The power of the ancient vision is almost consumed by half.
"Master, will Feiyang be okay? His consciousness hasn't come out yet, could he be in any danger?" Li Qian stepped forward and held Yun Feiyang's body tightly, with a worried look on her face.
"Qian'er, don't worry, he will be fine. On the contrary, he seems to be using the Beiming Divine Art of Xiaoyao Sect. He is using the Beiming Divine Art to devour the marks left by Li Xunhuan inside." Lord Luo Shen Qingzun observed with his powerful spiritual consciousness.
Everything inside.
"Beiming Magic Technique? The Xiaoyao Sect has long since disappeared. How come this sect-suppressing magic technique has been passed down?" Li Qian asked in surprise, feeling that Yun Feiyang's luck was not generally good, it was simply extremely good.
"So this kid's luck is very good. The Beiming Divine Art is a magic that even those who have been through the ages will be excited about. It swallows everything in the world and directly absorbs it into the most original vitality of heaven and earth. I don't know how many times more powerful than ordinary monks' refining."
, no wonder his strength increased so quickly." Luo said with a respectful expression.
Just as the two were talking, Yun Feiyang's figure burst out with bright golden light, and the golden figure with the mark of divine consciousness sank into Yun Feiyang's body. Yun Feiyang stretched out his hand and grabbed the golden knife in his hand and said: "Senior, this divine sword is
I have erased all the marks about Li Xunhuan in the knife, so you can rest assured to refine it."
"What? You erased it so quickly. It seems that your Beiming Divine Art has reached a very high level." Luo Shen Qingzun had a look of disbelief on his face.
"Hehe, yes, I was swallowed by the Beiming Divine Art. There is no power in the world that the Beiming Divine Art cannot swallow. It's just that these powers were swallowed up by my ancient visionary god Emperor Pan Zhu Tian." Yun Feiyang immediately said.
The ins and outs of the internal affairs of the Divine Sword were explained.
The two of them were shocked. They didn't expect that Li Xunhuan left such power in it. Even if Yun Feiyang possessed the Beiming Divine Skill, he almost died. It would be difficult for Li Xunhuan's descendants to refine this sword. In an essential sense,
Yun Feiyang's elimination of the mark inside the magic sword has changed the nature of the sword to a certain extent.
"You should keep this knife for yourself. Very few people in the Jueqing Sect use knives. Well, Qian'er will leave it to you. I can leave with peace of mind now." Luo Shen Qingzun said with a chuckle.
"Master, are you leaving?" Li Qian said reluctantly.
"Qian'er, the matter between you and Feiyang has been cleared up. You have also found your own happiness. You can pass the title of Supreme Headmaster to your junior sister. You are about to enter the ninth heaven. From now on, you will serve as Jueqing.
The position of Supreme Elder of the sect." Luo Shenqingzunzun gently stroked Li Qian's hair with his hand and said: "I have watched you grow up since you were a child, just like my daughter, Feiyang is a good boy."
"Master, I can't bear to leave you." Li Qian was almost crying. Black lines appeared on Yun Feiyang's forehead beside him. Doesn't he know what kind of relationship this Luo Shen Qingzun has with his father? He just called himself a child, but Yun Feiyang also
I feel a touch of kindness.
"Qian'er, you and senior will meet again. This is not a separation of life and death." Yun Feiyang smiled. Li Qian cried too easily. This was also the most painful thing for Yun Feiyang and Li Qian to be together in the past.
"Feiyang is right, we will see each other often." Luo Shen Qingzun suddenly said, letting go of Li Qian's figure and disappeared outside the small courtyard.
"Feiyang, Master, she has left." Li Qian said with tears in her eyes.
"Qian'er, we will meet again, why can't you change your habit of crying!" Yun Feiyang gently held Li Qian's hand, feeling the tenderness and love coming from this hand.
"Feiyang!" Li Qian's face turned red.
"Qian'er, let's go, I'll take you to a place right away!" A mysterious smile appeared on Yun Feiyang's face.
"Where?" Li Qian suddenly smiled and said.
"Hey!" Yun Feiyang gently bit Li Qian's ear and said, "Qian'er, let's go to the hotel..."
"Bad guy!" Li Qianyu pinched Yun Feiyang's waist fiercely. She was a real master of the law of rebirth. Although she didn't have any magic power, she still made Yun Feiyang scream in agony.
Yun Feiyang hugged Li Qian's tender body as soft as jade tightly, and suddenly appeared in the bedroom among the mountains and river fans. Of course, Li Qian didn't resist at all. "Tear..." After a few times, Yun Feiyang was already there.
She skillfully took off Li Qian's cheongsam, revealing her graceful body, which was like snow. She stretched out her hand to grab it again, and the pink underwear was peeled off. Yun Feiyang swooped up.