Phoenix's blood, blood splattered thousands of miles, the dazzling and dazzling colorful glowing cloth is full of the sky, the overflowing killing gas condenses into black raindrops and falls into the world.
On the nine days, a anger roar, accompanied by the nine -heavy lightning robbery, the black lightning chain has the great divine power of the law of hole penetration.
Feng Yu laughed to the sky and shouted: "Kill the demon emperor, do you want to be mad, wait for me to return, cut you like a dog."
The Yunxiang sword in his hand was about to be shocked, and the hail -like silver -white sword -like sword -like sword -like swords were cut between the flip.
Yun Xiang's sword broke the air, rushed straight to the Yunxiao, and the momentum of the endlessness made the world surrender.
"Bold."
I do n’t know where the killing demon emperor was smiling at the void. The galaxy outside the territory was forcibly moved to a star needle in series, but this needle was too large, and the diameter was tens of millions of miles.
Too time to condense, the Star God needle immediately hit the Yunxiang sword, and a breath that dominated Qian Kun spread from Yunxiang Sword. A huge mushroom cloud rose silently on the nine days.
The crushing, the stars of the stars turned into nothingness, and the speed of Yun Xiangjian was slightly decayed a little.
The killing demon emperor snoring lightly, it seems that the sword did not expect this sword to be so domineering.
Feng Yu sneered in his heart, who dares to dare to make this sword destined to suffer darkness, and don't want him to look like a cloud and clear. This sword actually devoted himself to his strongest power. It can be described as his peak.
The word "chop ', the increase of the six reincarnation array, the momentum of the emperor Huang Quan, and the essence of the remaining remnants of the countless masters of the Holy Festival blends into this sword.
Then, then
"Take the kill as the bow and the arrow, remember my respect, kill the emperor."
Feng Yu's eyes look at the edge of the boundaries between the two realms of people and magic, and the unreal figures gathered in one place, which transformed a young man with a Confucian clothing.
Crossing endless time and space bombardment on Feng Yu's body, the light yellow emperor's time diluted and disappeared, Feng Yu was dizzy, almost planted.
God -level figures, each deity represents the majesty of overlooking above the heavens, writes one magnificent poem after another. The eyes have no substantial attack, but they are suppressed by the supreme realm.
The breath of Xiang Tianwen condensed Huang Quan's clothing on his body, and he could destroy his Taoist foundation with the eyes just now and kill his future.
White Confucianists did not attack with their eyes again. With his level, he was disdainful to release the second compression of Feng Yu, who was ants like ants.
The appalling level seems to have his existence everywhere.
He stretched out two hands at will, and the rhyme of the road was flowing by himself. The law of nature extended his heart endlessly. He held it gently. Various heaven and earth's vitality gathered to his palm.
A set of bow and arrows gradually formed, the bow is dull, and the whole body is made of Xuan Tiewu Jin. A bloody pot with a fierce beast is carved on the bow body.
On the arrow, countless patterns representing the ultimate killer emerged.
Feng Yu was stopped by this bow and arrow, and he was almost afraid to look directly. Although it was not any magic weapon, it was just a weapon that killed the Demon Emperor with his own realm. At this moment, it was more dazzling than an artifact.
The moment the bow and arrow formed, the time was stagnant, all the rules of everything were static, Yun Xiangjian's speed did not jump out of this world, and naturally was bound. Although it is not static, it is slow as a snail line, Feng Yu, Feng Yu.
There has never been a sense of thrilling in his heart, but he has not left the string, but he has reached the future of his failure.
The voice of death lingers in Feng Yu's ears, and Yun Xiang's trembling voice passed to the depths of the soul, but Feng Yu is also difficult to protect the mud bodhisattva by the river. Although the Confucian in the white clothes is not forced by the realm, the arrow and arrow release the infinite overlapping overlap.
Killing the Divine power, the vast sea of endlessness, the Feng Yu couldn't breathe.
"No, the lips are cold. If Yun Xiang is broken, my death will not be too far away, not to mention that even if I am a stealing today, I am destined to plant the devil.
Hao teeth bitten the chocolate lips, and the blood that exudes fragrance dripped on the cycle of reincarnation. Feng Yu struggled to stand up the bending spine bone, the bone crackling of fried beans, cold sweat covered his forehead, quietly standing upright standing upright upright
The body suddenly became ethereal, as if walking between illusions and reality, unloading most of the pressure.
Feng Yu's eyes flashed a trace of fierce light, even six bloods were sprayed, and six portals were injected. The red blood flashed with gold and purple light.
The hidden door was pushed away for a foot wide gap. The six figures were blurred. Twelve eyes shot endlessly, and the reincarnation disk suddenly made a harsh friction sound, violently rotating, and the yellow reincarnation power was in
Feng Yu's head condenses a round of sunset.
"Devour, sacrifice, fusion."
Feng Yu roared again and again, the mountains and rivers were crushed, and the mountains were fluttering. Tu Yun and Ming Shan in the distance had long been unconscious. At this moment, he was thrown into hundreds of miles by strong sound waves.
Feng Yu's body power began to boil. The vitality of Dantian Qi Hai's diamond -shaped crystals instantly melted. The strong wave of vitality caused the tide of heaven and earth.
The disk did not fall into it at all, and it was activated compared to the tens of times the number of previous numbers in the past. The bright light seemed to be migrating hundreds of millions of golden tadpoles.
Standing in the center of the reincarnation plate, the pure power continuously enters the body of Feng Yu, helping him to temporarily break through the restraint.
The source of the power of power is too horrible, not his body can accommodate. In this case, it is better to use it to moisturize the magic weapon and save such a hard -to -use opportunity.
The white Confucianist was calmly Feng Yu, and his expression was relaxed. In his eyes, Feng Yu was just a monkey jumping beam and clown. The sneak attack was an unacceptable shame for him.
The most primitive blood phoenix pattern on the pearl of Huangquan suddenly flew out, and at the same time the reincarnation plate also raised the same white feather phoenix, which perfectly reproduced the charm of the Bai Yu Phoenix who was killed. The only different places may
It is a layer of dim yellow.
The two phoenix felt the other party in an instant, and approached each other. Countless light spots flashed on the two phoenixes.
One.
A brand -new Phoenix was born in the world. The nearly glass -like transparent feathers are densely covered with agate color. Two eyes are carved from the best jadeite, and the purple gas between the wings emerge.
Feng Yu Qingxiu's face showed a stingy look, and the anger that did not cover up the bottom of the eyes. The Phoenix who was born soon felt the fluctuation of Feng Yu's emotions, and immediately transformed into the flames of extinguishing the world. This flame did not belong to any known flame.
The fire of the floating slaughter, the fire of the Nirvana, the clean fire of the glazed, the gaming black puppets are not the enemy of this flame, as if it is the origin of fire, the ancestor of the fire.
The flames of the world blend into Feng Yu's forehead, leaving a fire cloud that is constantly changing. Feng Yu raised his head and looked at the killing demon emperor outside the billion association.
The devil is still the demon emperor. Today, the person you can't afford to provoke you, you have to have a fall consciousness. It is not enough to cut your tires.
A little interest. "
For the first time, the expression of the Confucianism of the white clothes produced some slight fluctuations. He seemed to be an invisible luck on Feng Yu's body. Once the general trend accumulated, the world must bow in front of Feng Yu.
"Don't say a big words."
Although a little surprised, the Confucianist in the white clothes obviously did not take Feng Yu's words seriously. He was the Emperor's Realm of the Emperor and was eligible to dominate the world.
The junior that did not reach the realm was scared.
Feng Yu said silently, just shook his head gently, and a trace of abuse flashed in his eyes, as if mocking the ignorance of killing the Demon Emperor.
Feng Yu's hands were soaring, his footsteps reincarnated, his body was rolling up, and the fire clouds with eyebrows burned. His face became pale instantly, sweaty all over his body, and countless small blood wire climbed to his skin.
The teeth squeaked, he was overdrawn, but he smiled unscrupulously. The smile was difficult to cover up. The two extreme performance actually happened to the same person at the same time, showing the infinite weirdness.
"Reincarnation, the fate of the fate, the heavy palm of the nine, reversing the fate."
Suddenly, the body rotates with the speed of reincarnation, as if changing itself into a small hurricane, a dark token rising, suddenly the sky is dim, the sun and the moon are light, everything seems to fall into the eternal darkness in an instant.
Yu Cheng has the only light.
In the moment of the reincarnation, a portal of countless more than many times than the reincarnation of the six -way Xiaowei shore appeared. What exactly was within the portal, it was unclear. Feng Yu stood on the portal, as if he had the true god of heaven and earth.
This change made the Confucian Confucianist have to be surprised. The subconsciousness of the right hand was loosened. The arrow of the lore was between the law and order, locked Feng Yu's dead acupoint, and launched a blow.