The iron coffin was shaking violently, and wisps of death energy escaped from it. The mummy could not believe its ears. The two kings who were once as famous as themselves were actually sacrificed and turned into puppets by a kid.
This is simply a fantasy.
He never believed that the King of Hell and the King of Wheels would be sacrificed by a young boy.
"I have an sworn feud with the underworld."
Feng Feiyun's eyes were a little cold, and the Holy Spirit's energy came out from his arm, and he punched out the Bagua Dao Seal, sending out two black and white yin and yang energy.
Above the Dao Seal, suffocating power erupted, suppressing the iron coffin.
This is a fifteenth-grade spiritual weapon. It is already considered a top-level spiritual weapon. Its power is extremely terrifying. It shattered many tombstones around it and lifted up mud and rocks.
"Kid, you are still too young."
From the iron coffin, thousands of black tentacles suddenly flew out, forming thousands of ghost hands. The ghost hands were either printed with "moon shape" or "sun shape", blasting away the Bagua Dao seal, and then headed towards The wind and clouds suppressed the situation.
He actually blew away all the fifteenth-grade spiritual weapons, which shows how terrifying the opponent's magical power is.
Feng Feiyun clasped his hands together, forming a seventy-two-level Buddha lotus under his feet. A bright and holy Buddha ring appeared behind him, with countless golden silkworms spinning around his body, emitting the sound of the Buddha's ancestral ancestry.
"The palm of the universe seals the heaven and the earth."
Feng Feiyun's palm seemed to be only the size of a palm, but it seemed to have become infinitely vast. The palm actually held up a world, suppressing the iron coffin beneath the palm print.
"You actually practiced the "Golden Silkworm Sutra". It turns out that you are a disciple of Buddha Canzi. Gaga, it was he who asked you to come here to completely wipe us out, right?" The iron coffin kept shaking, and there was an extremely hateful cry from inside. The voice was full of resentment.
It wants to fly out of the iron coffin.
Feng Feiyun firmly suppressed the iron coffin and said: "So what if it is, so what if it is not."
"Haha, Fo Canzi actually thought that he could suppress me by sending just one disciple. You are really looking down on him. But he has sent you such a great gift, and I will naturally accept it. Break the Half-Moon Sword for me."
From the iron coffin, a point of light flew out, which was extremely dazzling, as bright as a star, and pierced the heaven and earth of the Qiankun Palm.
Those with sharp eyesight will notice that there is a half-moon-shaped magic sword wrapped in the light spot, just like the scythe of the god of death.
What a powerful sword.
Feng Feiyun's pupils shrank, and he felt a biting sword intent flying towards him. He was struck by the sharp and evil sword intent, and his body retreated violently.
His pupils turned into flames as he stared at the half-moon sword flying down from the sky.
"Bagua Dao Seal."
Feng Feiyun summoned the Bagua Dao Seal, turned it into a shield, and formed a black and white turbine in front of him, but he was still pushed back by the power of the Half-Moon Sword, and his body almost flew up.
Feng Feiyun's body rotated 720 degrees, and his body seemed to turn into a top. Finally, he stood on a tombstone hundreds of miles away. There was a blood mark on his neck, and the death energy on the Half-Moon Sword flowed along. The wound invaded the body, but he used the Holy Spirit's energy to force it out, and the wound quickly recovered as before.
He is worthy of being one of the ten kings of the underworld. Even though he has been suppressed for more than 10,000 years, he is still so powerful.
The difference between King Chujiang and King Chakravartin is that King Chakravartin only had a ray of soul left at that time, and he borrowed the body of Master Gu Ba. He was unable to exert his true power at all, so he was given the power by the Holy Fruit. Crushed.
If the Chakravartin King had his own body and soul, then Feng Feiyun would have no choice but to run for his life when he encountered him, and it would be impossible to refine his soul into a puppet.
After all, the King of Chu Jiang, the King of Wheels, and the King of Hell are old kings who dominate the world. Compared with them, Feng Feiyun is too young.
King Chu Jiang is just because the power in his body has not been restored yet. If he waits until he returns to his prime and can kill Feng Feiyun with a slap, then that will be his real power.
"call out."
The Half-Moon Sword flew back into the sky above the iron coffin, suspended and spinning.
The body of the mummy in the iron coffin emits a sucking power, which absorbs all the corpse energy, yin energy, and ghost energy around the cemetery and blends it into his body.
The air flow in the air can be seen clearly with the naked eye.
His originally shriveled, necrotic, and withered skin and flesh are slowly reviving, his body is constantly becoming fuller, the sparse hair on his skull is also growing out, and his sunken face is also slowly growing out.
Naturally, Feng Feiyun would not give him a chance to fully recover. He sacrificed the Three Flavors True Fire Furnace and turned it into a tree hundreds of feet high. The profound texts on the furnace were revealed one by one. Steam was rising and flames burned the sky, burning the entire area. The gloomy cemetery is illuminated.
Just like the blood-red glow over the cemetery at sunset.
"Pop."
The ground frozen by the corpse's cold air melted under the baking of the three flavors of real fire. Thatched turtle, holy fruit, blood dragon, Ximen Chuixiao also thawed from the ice, and their bodies were wrinkled by the cold. The expressions varied, some were dumbfounded, and some stuck out their mouths and tongues. They were so frozen that they couldn't recover for a long time, and they still stood there motionless.
"boom."
Feng Feiyun held a stove leg in his hand, faced the emptiness, and slammed the Sanweizhen stove onto the iron coffin.
King Chu Jiang, who was absorbing Yin Qi to restore his strength, shrank rapidly and was burned by the three real fires. The flames emitted a smell of corpse stench.
"The cold air of the corpse controls the nine heavens."
A wave of corpse-cold air erupted from King Chu Jiang's body, wrapping his body, and then the cold air rushed upward to resist the power of the Three Flavors True Fire Stove.
The power of the two reaches a balance.
The corpse cold energy and the three flavors of true fire are canceling each other out and resisting each other, while the power in Feng Feiyun and King Chu Jiang's bodies is also being consumed rapidly.
"Young man, your talent and cultivation are so high. You are invincible among the younger generation. Why do you need to be the enemy of this king? We can actually be friends. As long as I return to the underworld, the position of the top ten kings in the underworld will be determined. There is a seat for you."
King Chu Jiang had just broken through Fo Canzi's Buddhist suppression, and the strength in his body had not yet recovered. At this moment, he was competing with Feng Feiyun to cultivate his internal strength. He felt that his state was getting more and more wrong. If he continued to fight with this young man, , maybe your vitality will be severely damaged.
So he planned to stabilize Feng Feiyun first, wait until his strength was fully restored, and then take care of Feng Feiyun.
"I am not interested in the positions of the ten kings of the underworld, Hell Yama, and Qilin King." Feng Feiyun also insisted hard.
After all, he relied on the Holy Spirit energy in his body to be able to compete with kings like King Chu Jiang for a short period of time, which consumed a lot of money.
As time goes by, he may not be able to hold on.
Hell Yama and Qilin King rushed back. The two puppets stood on both sides of the iron coffin, one on the left and the other on the right. At the same time, they slapped the iron coffin. The palm prints were directly printed on the iron coffin. A suction force came out from the palm, and began
Suck the Yin energy from the iron coffin.
The power in King Chu Jiang's body drained away even faster, and his body withered even faster. Only a layer of dark brown old skin remained attached to the bones, and it seemed that it would vanish into ashes at any time.
"Despicable, the descendant of Buddha Canzi turned out to be a villain. Three people joined forces to deal with me. This is what people in the Buddhist sect do." King Chu Jiang said.
For King Chu Jiang to say such words, it shows that this king of the underworld is really almost unable to bear it anymore, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible for him to show any weakness at all.
"Heaven-slaying ghosts and gods, listen to my orders, with the sword of killing, slaughter all living beings."
King Chu Jiang recited an ancient spell in his mouth, and a surge of death energy gathered towards him from all directions.
From the iron coffin, the sound of millions of living beings crying and roaring could be heard. There seemed to be the source of all evil inside, which made people's hair stand on end. Feng Feiyun also became dizzy and his face turned a little pale.
This is definitely a forbidden technique.
"boom."
A huge force burst out from King Chu Jiang's body, and the iron coffin exploded, sending Feng Feiyun, Hell Yama, and King Qilin flying out.
A mummy rushed out of the iron coffin and hung in the sky above the cemetery, greedily sucking in the yin and ghost energy between heaven and earth.
Thousands of air currents rushed into his body, causing his shriveled body to continuously expand.
"war."
Feng Feiyun's body rushed out of ten thousand spiritual beasts, and a pair of phoenix wings sprouted from his back. He rushed towards the sky and punched King Chu Jiang with ten thousand times the attack power.
King Chu Jiang stood in the sky like a demon king, with a gaping hole between his eyebrows, turning into a third eye, and he also punched Feng Feiyun.
"Bang."
The fists struck each other, like two mountains colliding, making a deafening sound.
The surrounding cemetery exploded, and many dead bodies were exploded from the graves, and the corpses were torn apart; the ghosts wandering in the cemetery also screamed, and were shaken by the scattered power.
destroy.
One hundred and eight phoenix bones in Feng Feiyun's body burned, dragon scales grew on the skin on his body, dragon horns grew on his head, his eyes became like two blood-red dragon beads, and the momentum in his body also increased.
More wild and domineering.
A stream of dragon energy escaped from his body.
Mao Wugui convulsed, and finally woke up from the ice. He stared at Feng Feiyun, who was constantly changing, and the dragon energy filling the space between heaven and earth. His face changed slightly, "Feng Feiyun"
Could it be that the dragon blood in Yun's body has completely awakened, and he is about to transform into a dragon."
"Grandpa, what is dragon transformation?" Sheng Shiguo asked.
Maowu Gui's face was very serious and he said: "It is said that once the curse is broken, the half-demon can have two forms, one is the human form, and the other is the demon form. Once Feng Feiyun turns into a dragon, it will be a real dragon."
The dragon may be more terrifying than the real dragon clan. If he transforms into a dragon, what kind of dragon will he be, a green dragon, an eight-armed savage dragon, or an ancient void dragon."
Its eyes were fixed on the sky, and its whole body became tense. It thought of the several major groups of the Dragon Clan in its mind.
…
Feng Feiyun shook his arms and let out a long howl. Dragon energy filled the continent, and the entire continent was boiling. Everyone was shouting: "Feng Feiyun is asking for VIP tickets, please give them to him quickly."