The first thousand and sixty-five chapters break through half
There is a bridge between heaven and earth, with two sides, Yin and Yang.
Yin person, Naihe Bridge.
Yang means Tongtian Bridge.
In a battle in ancient times, Yin and Yang were divided into two parts, one fell into hell and the other was thrown into the immortal world.
Now, the broken bridge in the fairy world has come to hell.
On the bridge, stood a figure whose whole body was shrouded in black mist, confused and unable to see clearly.
You can only feel the majestic aura emanating from his body, like a god coming from the divine world, oppressing all living beings to crawl in front of him.
This is a devil that even the Holy Spirit fears.
The Demon Lord of the Abyss stood on the Tongtian Bridge, staring down, looking down at the people, and said: "Ghost Lord of Hell, I am here to meet the World-Destroying Witch. I will help you open the door to hell and let you live."
"In hell, there is only death, no way to live." On the Naihe Bridge, a middle-aged man stood there calmly, with the breeze blowing on his body.
The Demon Lord of the Abyss frowned, his eyes flashed with wisdom, as if he had seen through some kind of essence, and said: "The World-Destroying Witch has actually left hell."
Peanut's face looked a little ugly, and he stood next to Feng Feiyun, pretending to be calm and composed.
Feng Feiyun is currently undergoing a tribulation, and countless truths are lingering around his body.
He pretended to protect Feng Feiyun, obviously because he was afraid that the ghost master of hell would find out that he had let go of the World-Destroying Witch, which was a serious crime.
The Ghost Lord of Hell stood on the Naihe Bridge, still with a faint smile on his face, and said: "She escaped from hell 30,000 years ago. This is a destiny and no one can stop it."
Peanut's heart skipped a beat, it turned out that the hell ghost master had known about this for a long time.
The Demon Lord of the Abyss had a slightly disappointed look on his face and nodded: "Okay, I have to borrow something from the Ghost Lord today."
"I'm afraid there aren't many things you can take away from hell." The Ghost Lord of Hell said.
"I want the Naihe Bridge." The Abyss Demon Lord said.
The Ghost Lord of Hell shook his head and said, "You can't take it away."
"Then let me give it a try." The Demon Lord of the Abyss was suspended in the void, and the Tongtian Bridge under his feet flew up, wrapped in magic light, and turned into a magic bridge between heaven and earth.
"boom."
The Demonic Bridge was blasted down, and countless paths intertwined, like divine chains, directly charging towards the Ghost Lord of Hell.
This power was so terrifying that the ghost saints standing in the distance were all retreating, feeling a huge and boundless power. In front of figures like the Abyss Demon Lord, they were oppressed like mortals, with all their bodies covered with blood. The power seems to be trapped.
The Ghost Lord of Hell stood on the bridge calmly, with the Panman ax in his hand weighing as much as a billion pounds, like an ax that split the sky.
Just a slight movement of the ax in his hand caused huge ripples, which had the power to overwhelm rivers and seas.
The ax blasted out and knocked the Tongtian Bridge upside down.
"Press."
The Abyss Demon Lord stepped on the Tongtian Bridge and suppressed it suddenly, and a surge of air pressure escaped.
"call out."
All the ghost saints standing outside Fengdu Ghost City were blown away by the wave of air.
Meng Po said: "Retreat, all return to Fengdu City, activate the Ten Directions Yama Formation, and protect the ghost city."
All those Ghost Saints returned to Fengdu City, not daring to stay outside any longer, otherwise the battle between the Ghost Lord of Hell and the Demon Lord of the Abyss would crush them all and destroy them both physically and mentally.
Holy Lord Wuchao also wanted to fly into Fengdu City, but was blocked by Po Meng.
The two also started fighting outside the Fengdu Ghost City, with streaks of holy light and ghostly energy surging.
Not far away, the whirlpool around Feng Feiyun's body subsided, and he slowly opened his eyes. The truth in his body was restrained, and he said: "Failed."
"I have not survived the calamity of life."
Peanut Taoist stared at Feng Feiyun in amazement. He clearly felt that Feng Feiyun came to life, and the Tao in his body became more powerful, but just as Feng Feiyun himself said the three words "failed" ", he does not have the original energy of the Holy Spirit in his body, and indeed he is not in the realm of the Holy Spirit.
Feng Feiyun shook his head and said: "We have crossed halfway, but we can't cross it."
"..." Mr. Peanut is well-informed and has never heard of such a thing happening.
Survive the calamity of life and become a saint immediately.
If you cannot survive the calamity of life, the Tao will disappear and the spirit will perish.
There is a third situation.
Is he trying to trick a ghost?
Feng Feiyun said solemnly: "The way of truth that I have understood is not enough for me to complete my sanctification. Naturally, I will not be able to survive this calamity. There is still some fire left."
Peanut veteran kept wiping his sweat and said: "Nima, you can survive half of the calamity and keep the other half."
Peanut Lao Dao felt that Feng Feiyun was not telling the truth.
"Of course ordinary people can't, but half-demon can, half demon, half human. Demons can become saints, but humans are still humans. This requires finding another opportunity to survive the remaining half of the catastrophe of the Holy Spirit." Feng Fei Cloud Road.
Old Peanut only felt that Feng Feiyun was really inhuman, and the things he did were not understandable to ordinary people.
Feng Feiyun's eyes were fixed on the Ghost Lord and the Abyss Demon Lord who were fighting in the distance, and he felt excited in his heart. He finally saw the legendary Ghost Lord, who was the supreme great man of the human race.
You should be a hero in life, and you should be a hero in death.
The Ghost Lord's heroic appearance is indeed incomparable. He was half as revered as he was during his lifetime, and he was able to fight the seven ancient demons with great success.
"Why did the Demon Lord of the Abyss come to hell to seize the Naihe Bridge?"
Feng Feiyun also wanted to fight side by side with the Ghost Lord, but with his current level of cultivation, it was far from enough. The most terrifying figures in the world were competing against each other, and ordinary Holy Spirits could not intervene.
Peanut Lao Taoist sighed: "Once Tongtian Bridge and Naihe Bridge are combined into one, they can become a divine bridge that communicates between heaven and earth. It can connect time and space, hell and fairyland, and even span the universe and connect two starry skies. The Abyss Demon When you come to take Naihe Bridge, you probably want to send all the monks from his Hunyuan world directly to the Lost Pearl Hunyuan world, so that he can become the supreme master of the Lost Pearl Hunyuan world."
"I think his ambitions go far beyond that." Feng Feiyun was able to see through the truth and saw things that even the old Peanuts couldn't see.
"Let's go, quickly retreat into Fengdu Ghost City, they are coming to fight this way."
"There's no rush. Suppress Holy Lord Wuchao first. I have something important to ask her."
Shengzun Wuchao is stunningly beautiful and graceful, but her methods are extremely hateful. Even Feng Feiyun almost died in her hands, and all the eighteen levels of hell were disrupted by her.
The Yaohuang Sword in Feng Feiyun's hand burst out with ultimate sword power, the demonic energy was extremely majestic, and holy energy flew out from the sword body.
On the sword, you can see the shadow of a demon, which looks exactly like Feng Feiyun and laughs ferociously.
That is the sword spirit of Yaohuang Sword, the body of the demon.
After being tempered by Feng Feiyun with the power of calamity, Yaohuang Sword was completely restored to the power of an ancient fierce weapon. The demonic nature of the sword was so terrifying that even the sword spirit had become a saint.
The sword swung out, slashed through the slender waist of Holy Lord Wuchao, and sent Holy Lord Wuchao flying away.
Holy Lord Wuchao held the "Red Star Nest" with his hands, and countless holy energy condensed in his palms. He stared at Feng Feiyun in shock and said: "Your cultivation has not broken through to the Holy Spirit realm, why has your power increased so much?"
Feng Feiyun held the Yaohuang Sword, looked at the sword's edge, smiled, and said: "Halfway through."
The sword energy swept out again and bombarded the Red Star Nest, making a "thunderbolt" sound and countless sparks flying out.
Wuchao Shengzun knew the evil power of Yaohuang Sword, and he did not dare to let the sword touch his body. He was forced to retreat continuously by Feng Feiyun, and many powerful Holy Spirit powers were unable to be used.
"Help from the old Taoist, let's fight quickly." Feng Feiyun said.
Peanut Old Man sacrificed a big black pot, stood behind Holy Lord Wuchao, and poured the pot down on her. The bottom of the pot hit Holy Lord Wuchao on the head, sending her flying out and hitting the wall of the ghost city.
"call out."
Yaohuang Sword flew out and directly pierced the body of Holy Lord Wuchao, nailing her to the wall of the ghost city.
The body of Holy Lord Wuchao was trembling violently, and drops of holy blood dripped down, trying to shake Yaohuang Sword out of his body.
"clank."
Feng Feiyun squeezed the sword technique, and at the same time mobilized the power of the heavenly tribulation, thunderbolts crashed down on her head, struck the Yaohuang sword, and were introduced into her body to suppress her holy soul.
"This saint... the holy soul will never wither." Holy Lord Wuchao has long flowing hair, his eyes are filled with determination, and there is an unyielding holy power in his body.
"Crack."
Another bolt of lightning struck her.
Old Peanut touched his chin, with a bright look in his eyes, and said: "The Holy Spirit's will is firm and cannot be destroyed. If you really want to suppress her, maybe... Old Taoist has a way."
"You have a way." Feng Feiyun also felt the firmness of the Holy Spirit's will, which was like an immovable rock. Even the power of Yaohuang Sword could not enslave the Holy Soul and suppress her.
Peanut Lao Dao brought a pot of hot soup, picked up the spoon, and gave Holy Master Wuchao a mouthful.
Feng Feiyun raised his eyebrows and said, "What kind of soup did you feed her?"
“Meng Po Soup.”
Peanut said proudly: "Once she forgets that she is a Holy Spirit, her will will naturally not be so firm, and it will not be so difficult to suppress her."
Feng Feiyun rolled his eyes and said: "But I want to find out the coordinates of the Tianji wormhole from her mouth. If you fed her Meng Po soup, wouldn't she have forgotten even this? What else can I do to suppress her? mean."
Mr. Peanut stared at Feng Feiyun blankly and said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I thought you wanted to suppress a female saint as your concubine."
"Am I that kind of person?" Feng Feiyun felt that Mr. Peanut was as stupid as Mao Laoshi. "Taoist Priest, Taoist Priest, you have lived for so long, and it seems that all your life has been in vain." , no wonder the succubus will use you to escape from hell."
Old Peanut said angrily: "Don't you fucking do this kind of thing all the time in the Shenjin Dynasty? Old Taoist is kind enough to help you, so why would you harm me?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Taoist priest, please calm down. I'm worried too. The wormhole of heaven is opening, and strong men from outside the territory are coming to the Great World of Lost Beads. All the creatures in this world are living in dire straits. I believe If Taoist Ancestor is still alive, he doesn't want to see the lives of people in ruins." Feng Feiyun also wanted to use the power of Peanut Taoist to leave hell, so naturally he did not dare to offend this old guy.
However, this old Taoist actually fed Meng Po soup to Holy Master Wuchao, which really caught Feng Feiyun off guard.