"Luo Fengyu, how long can you be so arrogant?" Feng Yu's indifferent attitude deeply hurt Zhuan Xu. He had the initiative and clearly had the upper hand, but Feng Yu was like a ninety-five emperor.
He always looks down at himself with a arrogant attitude, as if in Feng Yu's eyes, everything is just a childish thing that is not worth mentioning, and he, Zhuan Xu, is destined to play a pitiful and pathetic role, which makes him full of Fen Tian
anger.
Zhuanxu kept changing his techniques, and with the help of the ancient pendant, although he could no longer break into the False God Realm, maintaining the peak of the Imperial Realm was not a problem at all. The laws of the Imperial Dao, crystal clear as crystal, kept pouring in,
After all, the Evil Wing Talisman still belongs to the Five Realms, and is at most comparable to the Supreme Artifact. After being bombarded by such a huge imperial law, it finally started to move.
The rough surface gradually shrank, releasing a psychedelic brilliance. Suddenly, the feeling of the evil wing talisman was completely subverted. It was no longer as silent as a pool of stagnant water, but like a sarcophagus buried thousands of miles underground.
It was opened, revealing a strange aura lingering between life and death.
Feng Yu and Zhuan Xu were hundreds of thousands of miles away from the ground. Taiyi Immortal Mountain turned into a gravel at their feet, and millions of immortals were just the dust clinging to this gravel. But at this moment, all of them
Immortals, regardless of whether they were high or low, were all prostrate on the ground, their whole bodies shaking uncontrollably, cold sweat flowing in rivers on their backs. Everyone's feelings were surprisingly similar, that is, it was as if there was an invisible hand penetrating them.
Their backbones grabbed hold of their hearts and restrained their ever-beating bright red hearts.
"Demon wings are given by heaven, and the evil god descends."
Zhuan Xu raised his hands to the sky, bent his knees, and looked up at the boundless starry sky with a very pious expression. His white skin was dyed with a light gray, and the fine pores expanded, and the divine energy flashed drop by drop.
Blood overflowed from inside, and in the blink of an eye, Zhuanxu was covered in strange bright red. Not to mention other things, this incredible form of sacrifice was very scary.
The blood floating on the surface of his skin did not flow down, but slowly crystallized, and the coagulated blood combined into a flawless blood suit.
"Luo Fengyu, open your chest and don't resist. If you dare to make any move, I will immediately use the puppet self-destruction technique and let your brother be buried with me."
Through the crystal blood cloak, Zhuan Xu's voice not only sounded hoarse, but also had a sinister and evil flavor. His eyes were not blocked, and the gaze locked on Feng Yu was so cold and emotionless.
Feng Yu opened his arms, his movements were natural and elegant, and his expression was calm, as if he was trying to express the true meaning of the sentence "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?" But just like this, Zhuan Xu became more and more disgusted and gritted his teeth.
"Great evil god, I, Zhuanxu, pray to you at the cost of my life, hoping that you will give me the power to imprison my enemies."
The bloody clothes shattered, leaving only a crimson word "evil" on his forehead. This word is so ancient that it cannot be traced back. However, as long as someone comes, they will definitely recognize this word as the word "evil", because there is no other word in this world.
No word can better interpret the true meaning of Xie's Taoist rhyme than this word.
The beast-shaped iron piece has now changed its appearance, with a halo of blood amber flowing throughout the body. After shrinking, what is left is the pair of wings, blood-colored wings, and wings made of amber. It is alive and died in the beginning. At this moment