"What king of the younger generation? He is like an ant. Go and capture him for me." Saint Su Su said.
"yes."
The thirteenth prince of the Dragon Clan stood up, bared his sharp teeth, and stared at Feng Feiyun: "Are you going to surrender on your own, or shall I beat you into submission?"
Feng Feiyun said: "Long Shisan, you are the prince of the Dragon Clan."
"Haha, the Dragon Clan, the Dragon Clan has been destroyed a long time ago. The Xiaolingxian Realm and Xiniu Hezhou are already the territories of the Saints from outside the territory. I am now the servant of Saint Su Su. If you call me the Dragon Clan Crown Prince again, you are doing me a disservice. Insulting." said the Thirteenth Prince of the Dragon Clan.
The woman wearing Tai Chi robe nodded with satisfaction.
Feng Feiyun shook his head and said: "Your talent is not bad, but you know why you have not broken through to the realm of the Holy Spirit until now."
The face of the Thirteenth Prince of the Dragon Clan darkened. He was a genius on a mythical level. Three thousand years ago, he was almost invincible in the new generation, but he has not yet broken through to the realm of the Holy Spirit.
Feng Feiyun said: "Your understanding and talent are extremely high, but your will is too weak. Since your soul has been sold to these enemies outside the territory, I will purify your soul now and send you off early." Reincarnate in order to avoid bringing shame to the ancestors of the dragon clan."
Feng Feiyun clasped his hands together, and countless golden Buddha lights overflowed from his palms. He read a sentence of Sanskrit scriptures in his mouth, and hundreds of millions of Buddhist texts appeared in the void.
After hearing the Buddha's message, the shackled prisoners all had smiles of relief on their faces, and their souls left their bodies and disappeared into this world.
The Thirteenth Prince of the Dragon Tribe originally wanted to use his tyrannical cultivation to resist this purifying force, but the power of Foyin was so powerful that he was eventually purified.
When the Buddha's light disappeared, Feng Feiyun and Mo Yaoyao also disappeared.
"What a powerful fluctuation of holy power. Report it to the Yangji God immediately." Saint Su Su was shocked in her heart. When Feng Feiyun's chanting sounded, she felt a force that she couldn't resist, so she immediately Escape.
Saint Su Su returned to Tai Chi Palace.
"Feng Feiyun is the supreme king of the new generation of the Hunyuan world. He possesses the Panman ax of the ancient divine phoenix, the ferocious weapon Yaohuang sword, and the ancient bronze ship. Three thousand years ago, he and Wu Dao fell into a black hole and died. , I didn’t expect that he would come back to life three thousand years later.”
In the Taiji Palace, an old man with wrinkles on his face was holding a sacred book, in which he looked up records about Feng Feiyun.
Saint Su Su was shocked and said: "This person's background is so great, Master Wen, do you want to report this matter to the Yangji God immediately?"
The old man named "Wenzu" pondered for a moment and said: "The Yangji God was seriously injured in the battle with the Human Ancestor. He is recuperating in seclusion. There is no need to alarm him about this matter. You go and send Jingrui Saint Please come over, please. I will talk to him about this matter."
"The Yangji God is injured." Saint Su Su could not imagine that the god-like Yangji God was actually injured.
"Human Ancestor inherited the Tao of the Great Sage Queen Wa. He used his last remaining strength to injure the Yangji God, but the Yangji God used the 'Yellow Mud Divine Ship' to smash his clay body. Perhaps he is dead now and the Tao has disappeared. , Ren Zu can be regarded as a shocking saint, but it is a pity that he is our enemy and will inevitably die." Wen Zu said.
Saint Su Su could not imagine how terrifying that battle was, so he slowly retreated and went to ask for Holy King Jingrui. He guessed in his mind that perhaps Wenzu wanted to send "Holy King Jingrui" to capture Feng Feiyun. .
Saint King Jingrui is the Saint King with the highest combat power in the Tai Chi Palace. He is like a god of war. Saint Su Su can only look up to this kind of person and is full of respect in his heart.
…
The Sixth Central Dynasty, Holy Court.
The suspended stars, the ancient streets, the palaces flying in the sky, and the beauties singing every night.
"boom."
Suddenly, a palace burst open and a shower of blood fell.
A young man with a bloody sword in his hand came out of the fairy palace with red tiles and red walls. He looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, with flying black hair and cold eyes.
He was holding a tenth-grade spiritual weapon-level war sword in one hand, and holding a young woman in a red dress with the other hand. Many people were surrounding him, but they were all knocked away by his sword.
"Stop him. This kid is so ignorant that he dares to steal a woman from our little heavenly saint. He is simply looking for death."
The young man is at the sixth level of Nirvana. He has suffered many serious injuries, but his eyes are still firm. He said: "A group of dogs from outside the territory want to fight. I am not afraid of you, but you want to take Feifei away. Unless you step over my corpse."
The woman named Feifei is extremely beautiful, with snow-white skin and long black hair. She is a young woman who performs arts. Her cultivation level is very low, but there is no trace of fear in her eyes. Her eyes are very firm, and she just holds her arms. The boy's arms.
At this time, the crowd parted, and a young man wearing golden armor walked out. He was powerful and his cultivation had reached the third level of feathering. He said with a smile: "Now the entire sixth central dynasty is a slave of my Xiaotian Holy Family. ,Boy, you dare to steal a woman from me."
"Haha, the Lords of the Holy Court have already escaped. Now the entire Sixth Central Dynasty is in the hands of our Little Heavenly Saint. How can we not get the woman we Little Heavenly Saint wants?"
"Everyone in the world is afraid of you, but I, Bi Shengtian, am not afraid of you."
The young man held the war sword tightly. Although there was a huge gap in cultivation, he still held Feifei's hand tightly, swung the war sword, and slashed her past.
"boom."
Little Tiansheng stared at the young man with disdain, then flicked out a finger and shot out a sword wave with a diameter of more than one meter.
Using the third level of feathering to deal with the sixth level of nirvana, even if you just blow a breath, you will seriously injure the opponent, and a sword wave will be ejected, which is enough to kill the young man.
But the sword wave of Little Heavenly Saint was shattered, and someone made a palm print, which knocked Little Heavenly Saint back three steps.
"Who?" Xiao Tiansheng said angrily.
"Damn it, you even dare to bully my son. I think you are impatient." Bi Ningshuai walked out of a nearby restaurant, his skin was still dark and his eyes were bright.
The young man stared at his father in surprise. He didn't expect that his father was so powerful, and his cultivation level was even higher than that of Little Tiansheng.
This young man is Bi Ningshuai's thirty-sixth son, named Bi Shengtian.
In Bi Shengtian's eyes, his father was always the timid and fearful wimp who could only hide under the pressure of the monks from outside the territory and never dared to resist.
This was the first time he saw his father take action.
"Dad, I must be with Feifei. If you still stop me, I can only take Feifei far away." Bi Shengtian said firmly.
Bi Ningshuai sighed and said: "She is the most popular heiress in the entire Holy Court. I don't know how many powerful men want to get her. Can you protect her? Do you have the ability to take her out of here, dad?" It's for the best of both of you to prevent you from being together."
Bi Shengtian and Feifei were staring at each other with tears in their eyes. Yes, they were surrounded by powerful monks, all of them looking at them with eager eyes. They couldn't escape at all.
"Lao Bi, it's not easy for young people to be in love, why bother breaking them up." A familiar laughter came from the ancient street on the right.
Bi Ningshuai thought it sounded familiar. He looked up and saw a man in white sitting on the corridor on the second floor. Although he was just a figure from behind, he looked very familiar.
Directly opposite the man in white, sat a stunningly beautiful woman wearing a white fox fur, with a charming smile on her face. She was much more beautiful than the Feifei girl.
Bin Ningshuai rubbed his eyes and said, "My dear, it couldn't be you."
"Back then, we were fearless masters who dared to loot even the treasury of the Holy Court. Why have you become so cowardly now that you are even worse than your son?" Feng Feiyun filled a glass of wine with a smile on his face. With a slight smile.
Bi Ningshuai was finally sure who the man in white was. He was extremely excited and burst into tears. But he laughed and said, "If a man has a wife and children, he will inevitably become a coward."
Bi Shengtian stared at his father with some surprise. His father even looted the Holy Court Treasure House. This is too weird.
Little Tiansheng was very displeased, being ignored by these lowly slaves. He shouted in a deep voice and said: "Feifei, you'd better come with me today, otherwise that boy and his father will die today." This is in an ancient city, believe it or not."
Around them, a group of warriors wearing divine armor came over and surrounded Bi Ningshuai, Bi Shengtian and Feifei in the center.
Bi Ningshuai puffed out his chest and became unscrupulous, shouting: "I don't believe you can do anything to us today. Boy, you'd better get as far away as you can, otherwise you won't regret it later."
Many monks were shocked by Bi Ningshuai's arrogance, and he dared to call Little Heavenly Saint "Lao Tzu". This man was so ambitious that he was so cowardly.
"Little Tiansheng's father is an extraterrestrial Holy Spirit, the real prime minister of the Sixth Central Dynasty. This black-faced man dares to challenge Little Tiansheng. I'm afraid he won't survive today."
"One thought from the Holy Spirit could kill him."
"There is no need for the Holy Spirit to take action. There are millions of strong men in the Holy Court, and just one of them can make him live and die."
…
Even Bi Shengtian and Feifei were shocked. They didn't expect Bi Ningshuai to have such an arrogant side.
Bi Ningshuai said again: "Little Tiansheng, Miss Feifei is now my daughter-in-law. You can get out of here. If you don't accept it, come and hit me. Hit me in the face. Don't show mercy." "
Xiao Tiansheng was so angry that his head was covered with flames.
"Dad..." Bi Shengtian also felt that his father was a little too awesome today, which was too abnormal.
Bi Ningshuai patted Bi Shengtian on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Shengtian, I think our old Bi family also had a glorious time in the past. We can lose anything, but we can't lose even one breath."
"But Little Heavenly Saint is very strong after all..." Bi Shengtian said.
Bi Ningshuai pointed towards Feng Feiyun and said: "Did you see the man in white upstairs? That's your Uncle Feng. Ask him to teach you some holy techniques, and maybe give you a Holy Spirit vessel. If you want to do something too small, It shouldn’t be difficult for Heavenly Saint to become a saint.”
Bi Shengtian raised his head and stared at the man in white upstairs, with a strange expression on his face. He just sighed deeply in his heart, feeling that his father must have been suppressed for too long and had a mental problem.