Feng Feiyun's eyes were fixed on the white jade statue, his eyes were more determined and cold, and he said: "Brother Ximen, I leave this place to you."
Feng Feiyun, wearing a bloody dragon scale and phoenix leather garment, soared into the sky and rushed towards Shuiyue Immortal City.
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The fluctuation of the Demonic Dragon's Eye just now alarmed many living beings.
"Oh my God, it's the aura of the great demonic dragon. Could it be that ferocious god coming?" The older monks in the Water Moon Realm were even more frightened.
They were not the only ones who were uneasy, the semi-saints among the demon clan were also startled by the aura just now, and felt frightened.
"It's not really the big devil dragon that's coming."
"Probably not. If it's really him, he won't just make such a small noise, but the entire Water Moon Heaven Realm may have been refined by him."
"It's probably due to a misunderstanding. Shuiyue Immortal City is about to be breached. Let's join forces to help Old Jinwu."
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The half-saints of the demon race flew out and stood on the top of the sky, preparing to make the final attack on Shuiyue Immortal City.
The monks in Shuiyue Immortal City can feel an irresistible oppressive force. The sky seems to collapse, the earth seems to sink, and the world will be destroyed. This is an irresistible force.
"howl."
A dragon roar sounded, causing all the monks' eardrums to hurt.
A huge dragon claw stretched out from the demonic cloud. Just one claw gave people an unparalleled sense of power and the power of dominating the world.
Between the clouds, there was a dragon's breath spitting out, saying: "Preach the Great Demonic Dragon's decree, and all demon monks must withdraw from the Water Moon Heaven Realm. If there is anyone who does not follow, the clan will be annihilated."
A piece of purple dragon scale flew out from between the clouds and suspended in the sky.
Carved on the dragon scales is a purple dragon shadow with seven claws and eighteen eyeballs.
What.
The decree of the Great Demonic Dragon.
The demon monks stopped attacking, and even the semi-saints restrained their aura and did not dare to act rashly.
Old Jinwu also stopped and stood among the chaotic clouds, with a solemn look on his face, and did not launch any more attacks.
The dragon clan is the leader of all clans. If the dragon king, the ancestor of the dragon clan, issues a decree, no clan would dare to disobey it.
But as we all know, the Great Demonic Dragon has long since betrayed the Dragon Clan and has fought against the Ancestral Dragon King once. He is an existence that even the Dragon Clan wants to obliterate. Can its decree be able to suppress these giants among the demon clan?
Feng Feiyun also had no idea.
The monks in the Water Moon Heaven Realm were also stunned. The legendary demon among demons, the "Great Demon Dragon", actually passed down a decree and ordered the demon monks to withdraw from the Water Moon Heaven Realm.
No matter what the purpose of this great demon dragon is, at least this is the only way to save Shuiyue Tianjing at present.
"Senior Great Demon Dragon has not been born for thousands of years, how could he issue a decree to save the Shuiyue Heavenly Realm." There are some intelligent creatures among the demon clan who have doubts.
Feng Feiyun snorted coldly, struck down with his claws, and beat the monster monk to death. The dragon's power spread throughout the audience, saying: "You dare to doubt the big demon dragon, you are simply seeking death."
Feng Feiyun's strength once again subdued the entire audience.
The monks in the Water Moon Realm got a chance to breathe and started arranging their formations again.
The Half-Saint Manhu said: "It's not like the true form of the Great Demonic Dragon has come, so we don't need to be afraid of it. Besides, even if the true form of the Great Demonic Dragon comes, of course the Ancestral Dragon King will take action. Why hasn't the Great Demonic Dragon appeared again in these thousands of years? , just afraid of the Ancestral Dragon King."
"Half-Saint Bohu, it seems that you are living a good life. This messenger can take your life without the help of the Great Demonic Dragon."
After Feng Feiyun transformed into a dragon, he could use the power of dragon scales and phoenix leather clothes. His cultivation level expanded to an unknown extent. He had long wanted to fight a semi-holy war.
A mouthful of dragon breath was exhaled, and the Half-Saint Bohu was directly sucked into it, entering an illusory space.
There are only Semi-Saint Jianhu and Feng Feiyun here, and the monks around them all seem to have disappeared.
Half-Saint Manhu saw the body of the dragon in front of him and was immediately startled, "Ancestral Dragon King... no... no... how come the Ancestral Dragon King's whole body is blood red, and..."
Feng Feiyun didn't talk nonsense to him at all, and directly launched the strongest attack, fighting with the half-sage Jianhu in this illusory space.
The half-sainted tiger transformed into a giant tiger, and the tiger claws collided with the dragon claws, causing a deafening sound.
One dragon and one tiger did not use any magical channels, they were fighting with pure strength.
In fact, the Bored Tiger Demon Clan is not the real Tiger Clan. Their bloodline is much weaker than that of the Tiger Clan, even inferior to the Ancient Saint Demon Clan.
The real tiger clan is one of the four most powerful demon clans, alongside the dragon and phoenix.
"Bang."
The illusory space shattered, and a huge dragon tiger fell from the sky and hit the ground. It was covered with bloody claw marks. One of its tails was directly torn off and was still hanging on the sharp dragon claws. .
"Wow, tiger whip, this is a good thing." The blood dragon exclaimed and drooled.
"It's still a semi-holy tiger whip." Mao Wugui was also very excited.
Ximen played the flute and coughed twice, then said: "That's not a tiger whip, it's just a tiger tail."
"What is that tiger whip?" Mao asked honestly and innocently.
Ximen, who was playing the flute, had a stiff expression on his face. He touched Mao Laoshi's head tenderly and said, "This... the whip used by tigers to give birth..."
Above the clouds, Feng Feiyun snorted coldly and said: "Who else dares to disobey the great demon dragon's decree."
That piece of purple dragon scales flew down and struck directly on the body of the Half-Saint Bohu, decapitating his head. The blood of the Semi-Saint flowed in all directions. This time, he really suppressed all the Semi-Saints of the Demon Clan. live.
The half-saint Jianhu died.
Others didn't know Feng Feiyun's identity, but Shangguan Mingxian and others knew that she was extremely shocked. He...he actually beheaded a half-saint.
You must know that Shuiyue Heaven Realm has spent tens of thousands of years without cultivating a semi-saint.
It seems that I have found a treasure this time.
But this silence did not last long. A void in Shuiyue Heaven Realm was forcibly opened, and a man with a pair of dragon horns on his head walked in. The moment he walked into Shuiyue Heaven Realm, , the air currents, rules, and field forces of the entire world converged on him.
It's like he became the center of the whole world.
There is a type of people in this world who are destined to be extraordinary. Even if they are standing in a group of people, they can easily stand out. If they say anything casually, they can be unconditionally convinced.
Such people are called saints.
In the world of cultivation, it is called the Holy Spirit.
The arrival of Long Jie made the atmosphere in the entire heaven extremely tense, and even the fear of the demons towards the great demonic dragon was diluted.
Long Jie was wearing a golden robe, and there was chaos around his body. The holy light between his eyebrows was brighter than the stars. It passed through the sky as fast as a shooting star and as bright as the blazing sun.
When the demon monks saw him hanging in the sky, they all knelt down and couldn't help but tremble.
Even the blood dragon, which had always been domineering and arrogant, lay on the ground and did not dare to move.
"Old Jinwu, your actions are too slow. It took you so long to defeat Shuiyue Tianjing without Shuiyueting." Long Jie said calmly.
Old Jinwu and the demon clan half-saint both knelt down and did not dare to say a word in defense.
All are ants under the Holy Spirit.
Even if you are a semi-saint or a quasi-saint, in front of the Holy Spirit, you are still an ant that can be eliminated with a snap of your fingers.
Long Jie slightly stared at the sky. Just this glance made Feng Feiyun unable to move. His body seemed to be petrified and he could not exert any power.
"The Great Demonic Dragon can't protect itself, but it still bothers to care about the affairs of the human race. It's really ridiculous. The extinction of the human race is destined by heaven. No one can change the situation."
Long Jie smiled disdainfully, looked towards the Shuiyue Immortal City with his hands behind his back, and said: "Everyone surrender, the Shuiyue Holy God has fallen in the Tianhe. This is just the beginning. Soon, all human kingdoms will start from here. You disappeared from the entire land. Your strength is too humble. You can only survive by surrendering and becoming slaves."
This is the true will of the Holy Spirit, and no one can resist it.
"An ordinary man can be a teacher for hundreds of generations, and one word can be the law of the world." This is the Holy Spirit. One word can command the world, and it can be the law of the world and the law of the great road.
To go against the Holy Spirit is to go against heaven and the way, and will not be tolerated by heaven and earth.
Long Jie glanced at the white jade statue in Shuiyue Immortal City and said: "Shuiyue Holy God is dead, it's time for you to die too."
As soon as he finished speaking, the clone of the Holy God Shuiyue that remained in the statue withered and fell silent. Cracks appeared on the white jade statue, and finally collapsed and turned into a pair of broken jade.
The collapse of the statue that had stood in Shuiyue Immortal City for more than 10,000 years also caused the undefeated myth in the hearts of the monks in Shuiyue Heaven Realm to collapse. A sense of despair and deathly silence filled Shuiyue Heaven Realm.
"Did the Holy God really fall? If the Holy God didn't fall, why did the statue collapse?"
"Is the end of mankind really coming? We will all become slaves or ghosts."
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In the presence of the Holy Spirit, no one can have the thought of resisting. This is not because they do not want to resist, but because the will of the Holy Spirit is suppressing their will to resist.
Who can compete with the will of the Holy Spirit?
Feng Feiyun worked hard to activate the inner elixir of the Holy Spirit in his body. He was extremely unwilling to do so. He never believed that Shui Yueting would die, nor did he believe that the end of mankind had come and that the will of the Holy Spirit could not crush him.
"It's absolutely impossible for Shui Yueting to die, it's absolutely impossible..."
Although Feng Feiyun was extremely reluctant to believe it, he also knew that the Holy Spirit would never lie. Since Long Jie said that Shui Yueting had died in Tianhe, she must have died.
But Feng Feiyun just couldn't accept this fact in his heart, absolutely couldn't accept it.
"You want to fight?" This voice sounded from Feng Feiyun's body.
Feng Feiyun asked: "Emperor's Saint Pendant."
This is the voice of the Emperor's Holy Pendant, which is half a Holy Spirit vessel, floating above the body of the Emperor's Tomb, saying: "The demon clan is really too arrogant. In the ancient times, how could they dare to oppress the human race like this? Give them ten I don’t even dare.”
Feng Feiyun said doubtfully: "In the ancient times, human beings were not very weak and could only survive by relying on the major demon clans."
"Are you kidding? In the ancient times, the human race was so powerful that it was the leader of all creatures. Even all the monster races combined could not compete with the human race."