Shangguan Mingxian said: "There is only one portal in Shuiyue Heaven Realm, there is no other way to go."
Feng Feiyun summoned the Tianmui soldiers and condensed them into a spear, "Then go in."
Shangguan Mingxian, Maowugui and Shengshiguo sat on the back of the blood dragon, following closely behind Feng Feiyun.
Ximen Flute Player stood halfway up the mountain, stepping on a huge stone, looking at the broken mountains and rivers, filled with dead bodies, and played the melodious flute sound, which was very bleak and sad.
After hearing the sound of the flute, those demon cultivators all became sluggish and looked erratic. Some monks with lower cultivation levels even fell to the ground in pieces amid the sound of the flute.
When Feng Feiyun reached the top of the mountain, the demon monks who were confused by the sound of the flute woke up, "Someone broke into the Water Moon Realm, and they are reinforcements from the human race."
"What kind of reinforcements? It's just one person."
A demon king with black horns on his head, wearing a battle armor with a level 14 spiritual weapon, stared ahead contemptuously.
"boom."
In the clouds and mist, a white spear pierced the void, piercing the demon king's body with one spear. His body exploded and turned into flesh and blood.
Feng Feiyun then flew out of the clouds and mist, raised his spear, and without even looking at the demon king's corpse on the ground, he suddenly bombarded the ground.
"Boom."
A stream of Holy Spirit energy struck in all directions, killing hundreds of monster monks and turning them into hundreds of balls of blood and mud. It directly caused the dangerous pass to collapse, killing all the monsters guarding the pass.
"Ouch."
The blood dragon carried Shangguan Mingxian on its back, Ximen played the flute, Mao Wugui, and Mao Laoshi flew up at this time. They were very surprised when they saw the collapsed pass in front of them and the remains of the demon clan on the ground.
But they didn't see Feng Feiyun.
Feng Feiyun has already entered.
"Brother Feng is so tyrannical." Ximen's flute-playing mouth could fit an egg into his mouth.
Shangguan Mingxian was also surprised and said: "This is the first pass on the Sacred Peak. It is called the 'Jiejian Pass'. Any monk who comes to visit the Shuiyue Heavenly Realm cannot carry spiritual weapons with him. The pass is named after this. The real dangerous pass is yet to come, and the demon clan will definitely send the strongest to guard it."
When Shangguan Mingxian and others rushed towards the sacred peak, they passed eight dangerous ancient cities along the way. However, the demon monks in these dangerous ancient cities were all dead, the dangerous passes were broken, and the ancient cities collapsed. They did not encounter them. an enemy.
They were all killed by Feng Feiyun first.
The speed, ferocity of the killing, and force of the attack made even the Blood Dragon, a former bully of the ancient holy demon clan, tremble with fear.
It wasn't until they arrived outside the portal of the Water Moon Realm that they finally saw a large number of demon monks.
There was a Kunpeng flying across the sky, its body was huge, its demonic aura was flowing, and its wings that covered the sky and the sun were blown away, and several hills were blown away.
There were centipedes hundreds of meters long crawling around. The flat and sharp steel centipedes scratched the boulders, sending out sparks and spitting out a poisonous mist, which turned the monks within dozens of miles into pus.
The Kunpeng Demon Clan, the Golden Crow Demon Clan, the Yingyu Demon Clan, the Kui Niu Demon Clan, the Bohu Demon Clan...the demonic energy filled the space, turning the air into darkness, turning the once holy land into a demonic land.
There are tens of thousands of Shuiyue Heaven Realm monks attacking and killing them. Most of these monks are women and occupy the eighth floor.
These were all disciples who were training outside the Water Moon Realm. When Holy God Peak was attacked, they quickly gathered together to rescue the Water Moon Realm.
However, their cultivation level is not high, and their numbers are too weak. Instead, they are trapped here, unable to break into the Water Moon Heaven Realm, nor can they exit the nine gates behind them.
"Master."
Shangguan Mingxian rescued a woman in white at the fourth level of feathering, and cut a centipede hundreds of meters long into two pieces with one sword.
The centipede did not die and directly transformed into two short centipedes. However, it did not escape and was swallowed into the mouth by the blood dragon.
"It's so delicious, open it up and eat it."
The blood dragon's eyes shone brightly, and after throwing down Ximen Chuixiao and Thatched Turtle, he rushed into the demon monks, spit out a piece of flame, cooked dozens of large feathered demons, and then inhaled them in one gulp. In the mouth.
Shangguan Mingxian's ancestor is a very high-status figure in the Water Moon Realm, eight generations higher than Shangguan Mingxian. His name is Ji Jing'an. He has been exhausted from the battle and his face is as white as a piece of paper.
Ji Jing'an was seriously injured. One of his arms was cut off by a centipede. He used spiritual energy to stop the bleeding and reattached the broken arm. He looked sad and said, "Ming Xian, why are you back? Hurry up and go to the Taikoo Holy Buddha Temple for help. There are too many strong men in the Monster Clan, and the Water Moon Heaven Realm may suffer heavy casualties this time. We have never encountered such a catastrophe before."
"Uncle, before the disciple rushed back, he had sent Chi Quan'er, Tian Bixin, Huang Ying, and Luo Chan to the spiritual world, the Buddhist world, the Chaos Celestial City, and the Great Light Realm respectively for help. I believe reinforcements will arrive soon. Nothing will happen to the Water Moon Heaven Realm." Shangguan Mingxian said calmly.
Ji Jing'an's eyes showed a bit of joy and said: "Ming Xian, you are worthy of being the red-robed sacrificial goddess of the Water Moon Realm. You did a great job."
"spread."
Feng Feiyun held up the Sanwei True Stove with both hands. The stove became larger and larger, and eventually expanded to several thousand feet high, filling the void.
"Mom."
The blood dragon's tail was ignited by the flames of the shamisen stove, and he quickly ran away.
Mao Wugui knew that Feng Feiyun was about to use his big move, so he quickly put Mao Laoshi on his head, smashed through a broken wall, and flew hundreds of miles away.
The Sanweizhen Furnace took in all the monsters within a radius of hundreds of miles and cleared the ground. Thousands of monster monks were put into the furnace for burning. Half an instant later, when Feng Feiyun once again After opening the stove, more than two hundred feathered blood pills were poured out.
Then the demon monks who have not reached the realm of feathering are directly refined into powder, and their blood energy is gathered into more than two hundred feathering blood pills.
"Crash."
More than two hundred feathered blood pills.
Each feathered blood pill is as bright as a star, illuminating the sky brightly and dazzlingly. It is a treasure medicine that improves cultivation.
"Oh my god, it is indeed the Three Flavors True Fire Furnace. In just an instant, more than two hundred feathered blood pills were refined. Each feathered blood pill is at least as good as a three-element ancient medicine." The blood dragon swallowed his saliva.
Feng Feiyun put away more than 800 feathered blood pills, and then used the three-flavored true furnace again, and cleared away the monster monks on another piece of land, condensing more than 80 feathered blood pills.
The female monks in the Shuiyue Heaven Realm were all stunned. This god-man was killed from nowhere. He was simply a heavenly soldier and a heavenly general descending to the earth. He was invincible and unstoppable. Even the Demon King ran away when he saw it.
Ji Jing'an was also a little distracted. He didn't expect that at this critical moment, a strong man would come to reinforce him in time.
"Master, this Young Master Feng is Ming Xian's good friend. Ming Xian specially invited him to help out," Shangguan Ming Xian said.
A large Kun flew out of the portal of the Water Moon Heaven Realm, its wings spread out to a length of seventy miles, its scales were as big as a mat, and its pupils were like the sun and the moon, "Three Flavors True Furnace, you are the envoy sent by the Phoenix Demon Queen. "
This Kun creature's spiritual cultivation reached the fifth level of Ascension, and he was named the "Great Demon King of Ruilang". He can be called a "Saint and Sage" among the human race.
Without saying a word, Feng Feiyun directly hit the three real furnaces and hit the body of the Great Demon King Wenlang, knocking off three fish scales. The fish scales were covered with the blood of the Great Demon King and smashed out of the ground. Three giant pits hundreds of meters in size.
The three-flavored true fire burned a large piece of the body of the Great Demon King Weulang.
"hateful."
The Great Demon King of Ruilang no longer paid attention to Feng Feiyun's identity, and spit out a stream of purple clouds from his mouth. The clouds were filled with spiritual weapons, hundreds of them, all of which were warriors with tenth-grade spiritual weapons or above.
"Since you want to give me a weapon, I won't be polite."
Feng Feiyun summoned the dragon-scaled and phoenix leather clothes and turned it into a divine cloth that covered the sky and the sun. His arms kept twisting into arcs, rolling up whirlpools, and taking in all the hundreds of spiritual weapons. Among the gods.
When Feng Feiyun unfolded the dragon scale and phoenix leather clothes again, the purple brilliance on the surface of these hundreds of powerful spiritual weapons was completely wiped out, and Feng Feiyun packed them into a world spirit stone. .
In the human kingdom, spiritual weapons of tenth grade and above are extremely rare. Only those medieval aristocratic families and realm lord mansions can possess them, and Feng Feiyun has collected hundreds of them at once.
If Feng Feiyun wants to develop his own power, as the foundation for Ying Jie, he naturally needs to collect more resources, and seizing them from the hands of these monster clan giants is the best way.
The great demon kings of these demon tribes are often the masters of hundreds of millions of territories and are extremely wealthy. The treasures, spiritual weapons, demon girls, and ancient medicines presented by these demon kings every year are a huge number, piled up in mountains, and it is impossible to count them.
Many great demon kings command hundreds or even thousands of demon kings and are the masters of one party.
The demon clan's hierarchy is stricter than that of humans. It is a living "law of the jungle" and "the king is above". The monks of the demon clan only talk about strength and will not teach you about the rule of law, equality, and justice. This is also the reason why the great demon king is rich. One of the reasons.
If you ask the saints and sages of the human race to take hundreds of spiritual weapons of tenth grade or above, very few of them will be able to take them.
The Great Demon King of Weilang was so angry that it directly relied on its huge and hard body to hit Feng Feiyun. This impact force was simply stronger than the falling stars in the sky.
Feng Feiyun stretched out his arms, and the phantoms of ten thousand spiritual beasts appeared behind him, with ten thousand times the attack power. A palm struck the forehead of the big demon king Ruilang, denting the thick fish scales. The fist sank into the flesh and blood, tearing a huge bloody gash out of the forehead of the Great Demon King Weulang.
"Human, you are looking for death."
The huge body of the Great Demon King Ruianlang disappeared and turned into a fat old man, standing in front of Feng Feiyun. There was a blood hole between his eyebrows, and Feng Feiyun's finger was still there.
The old man seemed unable to feel the pain and ignored the blood hole between his eyebrows. He struck out like lightning and clawed Feng Feiyun's sleeve to pieces, leaving three bloody gashes on his arm.
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