This island located in the center of the Chaos Sea is called "Xingxiu Yue Island".
Rumor has it that this was the body of a "sacred" human race in ancient times, and a faint "sacred" aura still remains on the island to this day.
Ancestor, holy, great sage.
These are the three highest realms of the Holy Spirit. The Holy Spirit who has entered these three realms will have truly unfathomable cultivation. He can be named an ancestor or a god and be worshiped by his people forever.
Pope Fan Mie is sitting cross-legged on the Stars and Moon Island. This is his true body, and his aura is almost integrated with the heaven and earth.
Above the head, the sky is full of stars.
Around the body, three thousand time and space are rotating.
Pope Fan Mie's cultivation has reached the peak of the ancestor saint. After understanding the texture of "Broken Immortal Bow" and "Meteor Holy Arrow", he wants to hit the sacred realm.
Although there is only one realm between the ancestral saint and the divine, there is a gap between heaven and earth. If Pope Fan Mie reaches the divine realm, his divine thought will be able to detect the hiding place of any human saint, standing in a
Even outside the starry sky, this human saint can be killed.
This is the terrifying thing about holiness. Once you say it, the Holy Spirit has nowhere to hide.
He must not be allowed to reach this level, otherwise the human race will never be able to turn over.
Feng Feiyun's gaze was focused, staring at the top of Pope Fan Mie's head. The "Broken Immortal Bow" and four "Meteor Saint Arrows" were hanging above his head. Seeing this set of the Great Sage's real weapons, he couldn't help but
I thought of the two saint ancestors Shu Huang and Xue Ying.
"kill."
Feng Feiyun raised the ax with both hands and launched his body, cutting through three thousand time and space, and slashed towards the head of Pope Fan Mie.
The weapon spirits of the Immortal-Broken Bow and the Holy Meteor Arrow were suppressed by Pope Fan Mie. No one pulled the bowstring, and the Holy Arrow of Meteor was automatically placed on the Immortal-Broken Bow and shot out.
"call out,."
The Meteor Saint Arrow bombarded Panman's axe, bursting out with the power of the Ancestral Saint, crushing all the strength in Feng Feiyun's body, and sending Feng Feiyun flying backwards.
"Oops, Pope Fan Mie left the ancestral holy thoughts on the Broken Immortal Bow and the Falling Holy Arrow. These two real weapons of the Great Sage can automatically launch attacks and shoot at those who want to harm Pope Fan Mie." Feng Feiyun retreated.
On the sea of chaos, my chest hurts, and blood is flowing from the tiger's mouth on my right hand.
The power of the ancestral saint is beyond Feng Feiyun's imagination. Even a single thought left behind will be able to injure him.
You must know that Feng Feiyun's cultivation level is invincible among the holy kings, but he still can't block an arrow. If it were the leader of Tiandu and the holy king Jingrui, this arrow would be able to crucify them.
"Wow..."
A faint mark formed between Pope Fan Mie's eyebrows, which was shaped like an arrow. There were many fine electric lights flowing around the mark.
This is a "divine seal" that only the divine can possess. It is a symbol of the divine. It is the transformation after cultivating the Holy Spirit's Tao to an extreme, transforming the saint into a god, and concentrating the spirit into a seal.
If the ancestral saints still practice the Tao of the Holy Spirit, then what the Holy Spirit cultivates can become the Tao of the Spirits. This is a qualitative change.
"He really wants to become a saint. We must stop him."
Feng Feiyun took off again, the holy light on Panman's ax was bright, and the fire flashed on the edge of the axe, but he was hit back by the meteorite holy arrow again.
No, with the Broken Immortal Bow and the Meteor Holy Arrow guarding him, there is no way they can enter his body.
"receive."
Feng Feiyun formed the "Shu" arrow formula in his hand, and the four meteorite holy arrows on Xingxiu Yue Island were trembling, trying to fly towards Feng Feiyun, but there was another force suppressing them.
It ultimately failed.
If the thoughts of the ancestral saints are not refined into the Immortal-breaking Bow and the Meteor Saint Arrow, the Nine-Character Arrow Art cannot control them.
"Wow,."
The divine seal between Pope Fan Mie's eyebrows became more solid, rising and falling in the flesh and blood. The Holy Spirit's principles flowed towards his eyebrows, turning into divine principles and becoming part of the divine seal.
The rules around him turned into whirlpools, and the escaping power shattered the stars in the distant starry sky, sinking into the dark and cold corners of the universe.
"There is no other way. This is the time when he is about to become a saint, and it is also the time when he is most vulnerable. As long as I can get close to him, I might be able to kill him."
Feng Feiyun flew towards Stars and Moon Island, moving like lightning.
"call out,."
A meteorite holy arrow flew towards me.
Feng Feiyun did not dodge or dodge, letting the meteorite holy arrow penetrate his heart.
Feng Feiyun's body became holy, his muscles contracted, and he forcibly locked the meteorite holy arrow in his body.
However, the rushing force of the Holy Meteor Arrow still knocked his body backwards for thousands of miles.
Feng Feiyun spit out a mouthful of holy blood and flew towards Xingxiu Yue Island again.
"call out,."
"call out,."
"call out,."
The remaining three Holy Meteor Arrows flew over, dragging their tails dozens of miles long, and pierced into Feng Feiyun's eyebrows, chest, and Holy Infant respectively.
The impact of the three Holy Meteor Arrows was even stronger, sending Feng Feiyun flying 90,000 miles away, smashing dozens of islands into pieces, and finally bombarding a cliff. Four Holy Meteor Arrows were inserted into it. In his body, nailed to the cliff.
"I've said it before, you are just like a small fly shaking a big tree, and you deserve to die. Today, this emperor will make you a god, and you will see with your own eyes how the strong men of the human race died one by one." The thoughts of the Pope of Vanishing resounded throughout the room. Sea of Chaos.
"Bang."
Feng Feiyun shattered the cliff and fell to the sea. His mouth was filled with holy blood. His body was almost torn apart by four meteorite holy arrows. It was so tattered that it seemed as if it would be torn into pieces if someone touched it lightly.
He carried the four Holy Meteor Arrows on his body and walked towards Xingxiu Yue Island step by step with difficulty.
With every step he took, a large amount of blood flowed out of his body, turning the sea area red.
Pope Fan Mie was also a little surprised and said: "You were pierced by four meteorite holy arrows, but you didn't die."
Pope Fan Mie wanted to take back the four Holy Meteor Arrows, but the four Holy Meteor Arrows were locked by Feng Feiyun's body, and they could only keep shining on Feng Feiyun's body. But you can't fly out.
Feng Feiyun finally landed on Xingxiu Yue Island and walked towards the place where Pope Fan Mie sat cross-legged.
Every time you take a step, your body will break into pieces.
Finally walking in front of Pope Fan Mie, Feng Feiyun showed a ferocious smile on his blood-covered face, and pressed his palm towards Pope Fan Mie's head.
"I'm not willing to give in. As long as you give me one more breath, I can hit the sacred realm. It's just one breath away. Feng Feiyun, you are so abominable. You have ruined my good deeds."
Pope Fan Mie's head was crushed open by Feng Feiyun, but at this moment Pope Fan Mie forcibly dispersed the divine seal between his eyebrows, opened his eyes, and blasted Feng Feiyun away with a palm.
Originally, it only took one more breath for Pope Fan Mie to condense his divine seal, become divine, and become one of the most powerful people in the world.
In this era, no one can become a great saint; holiness is the supreme existence.
But all this was destroyed by Feng Feiyun, forcing him to dispel the divine seal. If he did not dispel the divine seal, then he would die under Feng Feiyun's palm.
Just one breath, just one breath away.
Pope Fan Mie was extremely angry. He had practiced for countless thousands of years before he got the opportunity to hit the sacred realm. If he wants to meet the opportunity again in the future, he doesn’t know how many years and months he will have to wait. He may even have to stay at this level for the rest of his life. The realm of ancestral saints.
"Death, must die, it's hateful, it's really hateful." Pope Fan Mie was about to completely kill Feng Feiyun with one palm, beheading this damn human being.
A saint from the Fan Mie Sect broke through the void, came to the Sea of Chaos, knelt in front of Pope Fan Mie, and said: "The Pope cannot be killed."
Pope Fan Mie stopped his hand and said in a deep voice: "No one in the world can stop the person I want to kill."
The saint from the Fan Mie Sect said anxiously: "My subordinates have just received the news that when the ancient divine phoenix's obsession disappeared, he handed over the immortal world pearl to Feng Feiyun. As long as Feng Feiyun's cultivation reaches the level of the ancestors, In the holy realm, you can refine the relics of the immortal world and transform into immortals."
"Haha, it's nonsense. If the Immortal World's relics were really in the body of the ancient divine phoenix, he would have refined them himself. How could he give them to Feng Feiyun?" Although Pope Fan Mie didn't believe these rumors, he still I'm very considerate, after all, the purpose of the saints from outside their territory coming to the Great World of the Relic Bead Hunyuan is to obtain the Relic Bead of the Immortal Sect, which is the key thing related to becoming an immortal.
The saint from the Fan Mie Sect said: "When the Ancient Divine Phoenix obtained the relic of the Immortal Realm, it had already been killed by the Xingyue Sword God. There was only a residual soul and an obsession left, and it could not refine the Immortal Realm at all. It is a relic, so the Ancient Divine Phoenix allowed that remnant soul to be reincarnated and practice again, hoping that one day it can reach the realm of the ancestral saint again."
"Feng Feiyun is the descendant of the ancient divine phoenix." Pope Fan Mie was doubtful. He stared at Feng Feiyun deeply, and finally put away the palm that was about to be slapped down and did not take action.
The relationship between the Immortal Cult and the Immortal Cult is so great that there is no room for any mistakes.
Pope Fan Mie has just failed to attack the sacred realm, and he doesn't want to miss out on becoming an immortal.
No wonder Feng Feiyun was able to cultivate so quickly. It took only a few thousand years to reach the realm of the Holy King. It turned out that he had obtained the Immortal Relic, and it must have been the cultivation of Immortal Qi that allowed him to cultivate so quickly.
Pope Fan Mie stared at the wind and clouds floating on the sea. Four holy meteor arrows were still inserted into his body, and countless holy blood emanated from his body.
"One Holy Meteor Arrow can kill a Holy King, but four Holy Meteor Arrows inserted into his body failed to shock him to death. It seems that he may have breathed the immortal energy. .”
The more I thought about it, the more likely it was that Pope Brahma would destroy him, and in the end I was seven or eight percent convinced.
This is how people are, the more they want something, the more they firmly believe in its existence. Pope Fan Mie was originally a highly intelligent person, but there was a hidden meaning in his heart that influenced his thinking, hinting to him that the Immortal Cult The bead is on Feng Feiyun's body, and he is about to get this treasure that will lead him to become an immortal.
"God helps me, God helps me."
Such a result made him elated, as if he had obtained the relic of the immortal world and was about to become an immortal and achieve immortality.