The first thousand and sixty-eight chapters human camp
Feng Feiyun put away the ancient bronze ship and flew to the ground. With his back straight and his weapons majestic, he stared at the powerful outsiders around him.
Wulan has long silky hair, kind and kind holy light, and is as beautiful as a fairy, but there is a cold air about her body.
She followed Feng Feiyun with a respectful manner, just like Feng Feiyun's female apprentice.
The strong men outside the territory were all shocked and stared at Ulan, knowing that she was a saint and her status was unattainable.
"That's not Holy Lord Wuchao. Why are you walking with people from the Lost Pearl Hunyuan World, and even taking action against Holy Lord Jueling?" A quasi-sage from outside the territory said in surprise.
"Could it be that... Shengzun Wuchao is being controlled by someone?"
"How is it possible? The Holy Spirit's will is as strong as a sacred stone, and the Holy Soul is as pure as a fairy spirit. Even the Holy King cannot control the Holy Spirit's thoughts. A mere supreme king of the Hunyuan World can also control Holy Lord Wuchao."
The place where the ancient bronze ship rushed out is an endless cemetery. There are tombstones everywhere, and the air is so dead that you can't see the edge at a glance.
Feng Feiyun knew where this place was. This was the road to reincarnation opened by the ancient divine phoenix who took away the Seal of Reincarnation. There were hundreds of millions of tombs here, where the sages who died in battles at the end of the ancient times were buried.
One end is connected to the corpse burning pit on the battlefield of all races, and the other is connected to the Shenjin Dynasty.
"We actually came here." Feng Feiyun murmured to himself, staring at the monks from outside the territory, "How did they find this place."
Yue Jueling was wearing a scarlet battle armor, wrapped in an exquisite and graceful holy body, and his whole body was covered with flames. He said: "Feng Feiyun, what did you do to my uncle?"
Feng Feiyun smiled and said: "Your master felt that he was not good at cultivation, so he became my master, hoping that I could teach her some wonderful skills. Now she is my disciple."
Feng Feiyun stared at Ulan and said: "Ulan."
Wulan Shi walked up to Feng Feiyun calmly, with starry eyes, bowed and said: "Meet the Master."
Feng Feiyun stared at Yue Jueling, spread out his hands, and said, "Did you see that your master uncle has indeed accepted me as his master? I am now your master uncle, so why don't you come over and salute."
The monks outside the territory were so angry that smoke was coming from their heads. It was really abominable. During this period of time, it was the strong men outside the territory who scared the monks in the Hunyuan World of the Relic Bead into fear. But now a group of Fan Mie Sect's A saint actually worshiped Feng Feiyun as his teacher. This was simply a slap in the face.
From Yue Jueling's apricot eyes, two awakening heavenly lights shot out, directly into Ulan's pupils, hoping to awaken Ulan's mind.
"boom."
Two cold lights shot out from Ulan's pupils, and the Yin Qi was so strong that it was frozen for hundreds of thousands of miles, and all the strong men outside the territory were frozen into ice cubes.
"Bang."
Yue Jueling broke out of the ice, with red flames flying thousands of miles away, directly crashing into the void, and then escaped.
"Uncle Master, I will report this matter to the leader, who will definitely come to save you." Yue Jueling's voice came from the void. When the last word sounded, she had already flown to Sumeru in the void. There was no way he could catch up with her.
Once you reach the realm of the Holy Spirit, it is already difficult to fall. If you want to escape, it is almost impossible to stop you.
"It would be great if Mao Lao was real. Its special ability is enough to close the void. If Yue Jueling wants to escape, it is simply a dream."
Feng Feiyun didn't chase Yue Jueling because he couldn't catch up anyway.
Feng Feiyun calculated with his fingers, with a bit of joy on his face, "I have been in hell for seventy years, how come only seventy days have passed? I understand that one day in heaven is one year on earth; one day on earth is one year in hell. A year has passed in hell, and only one day has passed in earth. Fortunately, only seventy days have passed. If seventy years had really passed, the world would have really changed a lot."
A man wearing a war sword came out of the void, with strong eyebrows and a war sword in his hand. He knelt on one knee in front of Feng Feiyun and said: "Piao Miao Divine Dynasty, Makita War God pays homage to Mr. Feng. His Highness the Crown Prince wants to see Mr. Feng. one side."
"Ximen plays the flute, where is he?" Feng Feiyun asked.
Makita War God said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the human army are on the road to reincarnation, and some human sages are also in the camp."
Feng Feiyun was also curious about what happened on the road to reincarnation. Ximen was allowed to play the flute and bring a large army, and countless strong men from outside the territory came here. Could it be that something big was about to happen.
This reincarnation road was opened by the ancient divine phoenix. It is a bifurcation of the real reincarnation road. The bones of countless ancestors are buried and there are tombstones everywhere.
Feng Feiyun followed Makita War God to the camp of the human army.
There are hundreds of billions of elite human troops stationed here. They are all lions who have experienced battles on the battlefields of all races, and all of them are extraordinary figures.
There are countless figures at the level of God of War and King of War, and figures at the level of King of War can be seen everywhere.
Feng Feiyun has also been to the battlefield of thousands of tribes and knows how difficult it is to become a god of war. From this, it can be seen that all the elite divisions here are full of fighting spirit and kill everyone.
Some of them are arranging formations, some are tempering divine weapons, and some are offering sacrifices to their ancestors.
"What a huge formation, what is this for?" Feng Feiyun said.
Makita War God was very respectful to Feng Feiyun and said: "Many big shots from the human race are in the camp. They will tell Mr. Feng that they are here."
I met an acquaintance outside the camp, it was Ximen Yidiangua.
He was wearing a thick armor, and his body looked more and more bloated, more like a big steel melon. When he saw Feng Feiyun coming, he hurriedly came up to him: "Brother Feng, Brother Feng, you have finally arrived, what? Among our human army, I only need a leader like you, go, go, follow me into the camp."
The camp of the human army is inside a magic weapon. The world inside is very vast, full of spiritual mist. There are already many big figures standing in that world, there are thousands of them, and the lowest combat power is at the God of War level. .
After the Holy Spirit left the Hunyuan World of Lost Beads, they became the supreme rulers of the human race, and there were also people Feng Feiyun knew among them, such as: Ximen Chuixiao, the Lord of Xianxu Cave, the Second City Lord of Chaos, and the Lord Hongsui , Long Cangyue, the ruler of the Sixth Central Dynasty, Shangguan Mingxian, the new saint of the Water Moon Realm, etc.
Feng Feiyun's arrival caused quite a shock.
"That's... that's the Holy Lord from outside the territory."
A central king's master recognized Ulan behind Feng Feiyun, and his heart trembled violently, "Feng Feiyun, you actually brought the Holy Spirit from outside the territory to the human camp. Do you want to kill everyone?" "
Many strong men of the human race have sacrificed their war soldiers and are cautious to guard against the Holy Spirit from outside the territory.
The power of the Holy Spirit is terrifying and almost invincible. Once it breaks out, the top leaders of the human race will be wiped out.
Feng Feiyun smiled faintly and said: "Holy Lord from outside the territory, hehe, she is now my disciple."
"What? It's such a big talk to accept a saint from outside the territory as a disciple. It's impossible." Sitting next to Ximen Chuixiao is a beautiful woman who looks somewhat similar to Ximen Chuixiao. It's him.
His biological sister, Simon Coral.
She had long heard her brother mention Feng Feiyun, calling him a genius who had never been seen in ten thousand years. But when she saw him now, she felt that the name was not worthy of the name. Accepting the Holy Spirit as a disciple was simply something that even a great sage could not do.
Ximen Chuixiao didn't think so and felt that Feng Feiyun wouldn't brag.
The master of Xianxu Cave stood on the top of a mountain, his whole body covered with fairy mist, wearing white clothes, with long black hair, his fairy posture was out of the dust, slim and graceful, a pair of fairy eyes stared at Feng Feiyun, with a shining light in his eyes, and said:
"You have been sanctified."
"boom."
The Master of Xianxu Cave once again set off a huge wave.
The giants of the human race were extremely surprised. At the same time, they looked at Feng Feiyun and suddenly realized that they could not see through him at all. His body seemed to be pregnant with a sea of stars.
The Master of Xianxu Cave is a strange woman with extraordinary talents and unpredictable cultivation. Many dominant figures in the human race wanted to pursue her when they were young, but none of them could enter her Dharma Eyes.
She is known as one of the most likely saints in the past ten thousand years of humankind.
Of course, no one dared to doubt what she said.
In this way, Feng Feiyun has truly become a saint.
The master of Xianxu Cave has a cultivation level of Yunsheng, and he once guided Feng Feiyun in his cultivation.
Feng Feiyun still respected her a lot and said: "Senior's words are true. I went to hell once, understood the realm of the Holy Spirit on the road of reincarnation, survived the calamity of my life, and became a saint."
What Feng Feiyun said was without any momentum, but it shocked everyone present. Many people couldn't help but knelt down and paid homage to Feng Feiyun, as if they were worshiping a saint.
Ximen Coral was stunned, "Holy Spirit, at first glance...it doesn't even look like it."
"Ahem." Ximen played the flute and coughed a few words, reminding her to have reverence for the Holy Spirit.
Long Cangyue stared at Feng Feiyun, with complicated feelings in her heart.
Now that Feng Feiyun has become a saint, naturally no one among the giants of the human race present has any doubts anymore, and there is only respect in their hearts.
The scholar of Tiansuan said: "Brother Feng went to hell, but he can still come back. The way of the Holy Spirit is really incomprehensible, admirable, and admirable."
Ximen played the flute and said with a smile: "Brother Feng, being able to accept a Holy Spirit as a disciple is truly admirable. But now that Feng Feiyun has reached the Holy Spirit realm, our human race has a backbone, and we can compete with those powerful people outside the territory.
After a battle, we finally feel confident."
Feng Feiyun solemnly said: "What is the reason why the human army gathered here? Why did I encounter experts from outside the territory when I came here?"
The smile on Ximen's flute-playing face subsided and he said seriously: "This matter is related to a fierce demon from the ancient times. It is one of the seven evil demons from the ancient times. Brother Feng, you still remember when we took this road.
, the black magic mountain I encountered.”
Black magic mountain.
Naturally, Feng Feiyun couldn't forget that when he passed by the Magic Mountain, the "Ascension Platform" had throbbed. Ximen Chuixiao was so frightened that his face turned pale, claiming that there was a big demon sealed on top of the Magic Mountain and could not be broken into, so
At that time, they crossed the Magic Mountain and left.