"Luo Fengyu, I want to kill you, it's not because of you, my son, and my son will not die tragically in this female star."
Blood gradually replaced the black and white eyes. Yun Emperor had signs of being possessed by the demon. Yun Beichen's death had a huge blow to him. Until now, he still couldn't believe that his beloved son, who had been alive for a long time, was separated from his gods and gods.
It's right.
"Crazy, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you."
Yun Beichen died, and Feng Yu's aura disappeared. At this moment, Piaomiao's life and death were uncertain, and Feng Yu had no time to fight with Yunhuang again.
Feng Yu's body moved, and she was floating and scurried in countless spaces with the Five Elements Art. This is the benefit of practicing the Five Elements Reincarnation. Even if you have not cultivated your own space, you can adjust the fluctuations of your vitality to the same frequency as the Five Elements World, so that
Feng Yu's speed is catching up with the strongest man at the peak of the Heaven Realm.
"The madman, where to go, the ultimate flower language, the deep roots of the folded flower."
"Crazy, crazy, Emperor Yun finally sacrificed this move, with deep roots in the flower-broken sword. The true essence of the Flower Language Sword has been around for a thousand years, and he is the only one who has achieved it. It is said that once this move is used, the sun and the moon are reversed, and the tide is reversed, and the tide is reversed.
, Shocking the world and crying ghosts and gods, can help users break the constraints, burn all potential instantly, and cross a large realm. Yunhuang is now at the peak of the Heaven Realm. If you cross a large realm, you are the peak of the Heaven Realm, although it is only three breaths.
Time, but it is enough to erase that kid hundreds of times. Should we take action to stop it? After all, he is a genius, and it is a pity to die now."
There is a palace deep in the Forget-Wait Temple. A young man wearing a long snow-white silk silk gown said the horror of the deep roots of the folded flowers. His appearance was less than forty, but his voice was so old and hoarse.
The Temple of Forget-Word is a superb Taoist weapon, and the inner space can be said to be boundless. This palace is more than 300 miles away from where Fengyu and Yunhuang are located. However, from the man's words, he actually stopped him.
Emperor Yun’s grasp means that he has the ability to move a hundred miles apart in an instant.
"Flowers come from deep roots, flowers bloom and fade, and they go back and forth, but the roots do not die. If the flowers wither, they can be broken. Therefore, the roots are the foundation of flowers and the origin of all prosperity and glory. The first two styles of the Flower Sword are actually sparse and unlimited.
Weird, whether it is falling flowers or burying flowers, it is just a life of a flower, which is insignificant. The roots of this broken flower are deep, and the roots are burning, which are the source of life of thousands of flowers. Its power is more than ten thousand times the first two styles, snow
Daozi, even if your cultivation can be stopped, it may hurt the root cause and will never have the fate of the Heavenly Dao from now on.”
"Daoist Taoist, you are too young that junior of Emperor Qiyun."
"If you don't believe me, try."
"Xue, Xiansan said it right. Hua Zhe Root Deeply destroys his own Taoist foundation, and can also destroy the other party's Taoist foundation. We don't interfere in this matter. Luo Fengyu is a genius, but our Wangchen Sect never lacks genius. He
If you die, it is not worth training. Don’t be anxious. I guess that kid has a trump card and the good show has just begun.”
Regarding the third person, neither the Xue Taoist nor the Xianlan Taoist refuted at all, and there was a vague taste of being on the look of the horse.
The conversation between the three people was at the level of divine consciousness. The deep roots of Yunhuang's folded flowers had just started. The beautiful flowers grew on a thick and dark Jianmu. A ball of invisible fire began to burn from the roots of Jianmu.
In an instant, it invaded the stars-like flowers on Jianmu. The life and essence of Yunhuang Emperor continued to be lost. Yunxiang Sword changed continuously, and finally it was frozen into a Canglong that came out of ancient legends. A big mouth, Jianmu and
Fanhua was swallowed into his stomach.
The Canglong is connected to the head and tail, and a country of fire is coming, covering the space of a hundred miles. Suddenly, a person whose skin is burned to charcoal flew out of the void. Feng Yu can shuttle through the Five Elements World, but it has not yet
Understand the ability to jump out of the five elements. The fire released by Hua Zhegens is a kind of fire of passing away. It is a fire that ignores the cycle of life and death and has no regrets. Its power is not under the fire of the Buddha Realm.
"The five elements are born together and will never stop."
The moment Feng Yu fell, colorful light covered his whole body, and a breath of vitality repaired his damaged skin at a speed visible to the naked eye. This was the biggest gain he had obtained after one year of meditation and the sublimation of the five elements reincarnation.
Every part of a person is composed of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth. The reason why it is destroyed is the principle of mutual restraint between the five elements. At this moment, Feng Yu's mutual generation of the five elements just restrains the mutual restraint between the five elements, but Feng Yu's understanding of the mutual generation of the five elements
It is still very superficial, and it is difficult to do something like resurrecting the world and taking over the fate of heaven and earth.
Fortunately, his Five Elements Reincarnation has a certain effect on all Five Elements exercises, not to mention that in order to force him to appear, the fire of death is very dispersed, so Feng Yu can quickly heal his injuries.
"Yun Emperor, don't go too far, otherwise I will kill you today."
Feng Yu was angry. He had no great grudge with Emperor Yun. All the crux of all lies in Yun Beichen. Now Yun Beichen is dead. Feng Yu is unwilling to get into trouble with Emperor Yun, but Emperor Yun is obviously going to put him to death at this moment.
Only the local area is willing.
"Is it too much, or you too much? You killed my son, patted your ass and wanted to leave. You really thought you were a character. If you weren't for the sake fairy last time, you would have been reincarnated long ago, and I regret not having it.
I will kill you on Yunling Peak, otherwise my Chen'er would not leave me. Today I want you and that bitch to bury my good son with you."
Yun Emperor's eyes turned cold, and a ball of black air flowed out from the empty ring in his left hand. The dark red armor covered his whole body, flashing with soul-catching magic patterns, forming two mandalas on his chest and back.
Luohua, one red and one black, is extremely charming. If you look closely, you can easily be very similar to the budding mandala at the center of the misty eyebrows.
This is given to him by his dew lover. The Demon God Armor is a copy of the first holy object of the Earth Demon Sect, "Demon God Armor". It has a powerful seventh layer of authenticity, but unfortunately it is a disposable consumable.
In order to kill Feng Yu, the emperor has made all his money.
"This is the most peak move in my life. If you don't die, God will not forgive you."
Yun Emperor's words showed unconcealed arrogance, but he said it right. Yun Xiang's sword, deep roots of the flower, and the armor of the demon god was fused together. It was not a fool to kill the powerful man in the realm of defiance.
Xue Daozi in the palace sighed. Experts knew if they were not allowed to take action. He did not take the Yun Emperor seriously from the beginning. After all, his cultivation and talent are different from his. The strong have the right to have it.
He was qualified to despise the weak, but until this time, he finally smelled a strong breath of danger from Yunxiang's sword. Even he, who had always been conceited, was not more than 50% sure of resisting the next blow to Yunhuang.
"A dog crawling under the laws of heaven, who actually said he would enforce the law on behalf of heaven. It's really shameless. My destiny cannot be restricted by heaven and earth, and you can't do it."
Feng Yu stood there motionlessly, avoiding under the lock of Yunxiang Sword has no effect, and will reveal his flaws. At the critical moment of life and death, Feng Yu's heart became surprisingly calm, like a dry well that had been silent for thousands of years.
, without wind and waves, he could even hear the sound of his heart shattering in the next second.
Feng Yu stood in the long river of history. Looking back at the distance is endless legend. Looking forward is an unknown fate. This is not the first time Feng Yu felt the past and the future, but this is the clearest time. He is not just himself.
The past, the ups and downs of countless sages and the new and old changes of thousands of dynasties. As for the future, there are countless roads before him, but the only one in the morning is so solid, while the rest is vague
nothingness.
On that night at Xianyu's house, Feng Yu actually chose the future for himself, a road leading to the unknown and unable to turn back.
"The past has passed away. In the future, my foothold is my way, the way I let me wander."
Feng Yu opened his eyes, and the glory of enlightenment flashed in his eyes. The past is worth cherishing, but not worth nostalgia. The future has not come, so why bother with it? Why be persistent? Destiny is not the shackles given by God, but the world is willing to trap itself.
If you want to break the shackles, you need to overcome it not God, but yourself, but your own heart.
Without offering the Nine Nether Order, it was the way of the Emperor Xiang Tianwen of the Yellow Springs. At least before Feng Yu surpassed Xiang Tianwen, it was not Feng Yu's way. Feng Yu was unwilling to repeat Xiang Tianwen's fate. He was Luo Feng Yu, not
Xiang Tianwen, whether he will retire to the countryside, free and easy mountains and rivers in the future, or occupy the three realms and the world to create a reincarnation that no one can escape, it is his own choice, and no one can force him to control him. Similarly, his today
The way of life and death is only subject to his restraint, and Emperor Yun does not have the qualifications to judge his life and death.
Fengyu is not in Yunhuang, and he is no longer in this Forgetful Temple. His deep eyes look at the way of heaven that is far away but close to him, and his eyes reveal a hint of arrogant and unyielding look, as if he is telling God that he is defeating himself.
The determination to overcome everything and stand tall, he wants to tell the world that he will never surrender in his life. He looked back coldly and his cold eyes fell on Yunhuang. Fengyu said gloomyly: "I want to walk on the road that is exclusive to me."
, and you are the first offering, and you should feel honored, because the one who killed you is the only person in the future who can surpass the way of heaven."
The Yun Emperor not far away showed a sarcastic smile when he heard Feng Yu's words. In his eyes, Feng Yu was just struggling with dying struggle. The three paths of immortals, Buddhas and demons dominate the world, but they all originated from the way of heaven and above the way of heaven.
Isn't it the most ridiculous joke?
"Stop talking nonsense, I'll send you on your way."
Yunxiang dances, with the blessing of the demon god, Yunhuang's offensive doubled, and thousands of sword lights gathered within three meters of a radius, forming a blood-colored sword ball with a diameter of three meters, expanding, shrinking, expanding, shrinking, and the last bit of cinnabar in the cloud
A lifelike dark dragon was painted on the Xiangjian, and a blood-dropped mandala flower was still on the corner of the dark dragon's mouth.
Emperor Yun seemed to have lost all his strength. As soon as he let go, Yunxiang's sword flew to Fengyu automatically, as if a bloody lightning flashed. Emperor Yun smiled calmly, "You lose, go to hell to serve my son."
"Is that right? Then open your eyes wide. How can I break your unrealistic delusions!"
Feng Yu sat cross-legged, his hands folded, and his lack of martial arts released the colorful light, as if he had given up on resistance and waited for death.
Where the blood-colored lightning passes, the space is torn apart, and countless terrifying black holes emerge, but what makes people's eyes fall out is that the blood-colored lightning passes through Feng Yu, and Feng Yu's body does not appear to be crushed. Feng Yu's faint
The smile in Yunhuang's eyes was like the roar of a demon.
"Impossible, Impossible, that's obviously your true body, Impossible."
The Emperor Yun barked like a crazy one, and the snowy path, and the idle Taoist also slapped the table and shouted strangely.