The two genius-defying heroes originally thought that Qin Zhan could suppress Feng Feiyun steadily, but unexpectedly, Qin Zhan was defeated so quickly and was defeated by a monk in the early stage of the Divine Foundation.
These two talented men are monks from Ziyun Cave Heaven. They came to Fenghuo Liancheng with Qin Zhan. They are a man and a woman. The man is wearing a large purple and gold robe. He is eight feet tall, has a handsome appearance, and is about twenty years old.
The woman is also wearing a purple-gold robe, with a belt printed with spiritual flowers on her waist. She is slightly younger than the man, and she is also beautiful. With eyebrows like green feathers and skin as white as snow, she is definitely a charmer.
Jiade.
The boy's name is Zichuan and the girl's name is Ziqing. They are a brother and sister.
The two of them are the most outstanding talents of the younger generation in Ziyun Cave. They flew down from the sixth floor at the same time, stepping on a purple cloud, just like two banished immortals descending to earth.
Zichuan holds a flowing cloud sail, stirring up a wave-like divine light!
Zi Qing sacrificed a magic weapon, like a snake full of poisonous snakes, shuttled through the air, making a harsh and urgent sound.
"No one can save him!" Feng Feiyun exerted his force with the sole of his foot and trampled Qin Zhan's chest. His ribs were shattered and his internal organs were tattered. Countless blood spattered from his body, and Feng Feiyun's right foot was crushed.
All dyed red.
He actually trampled Qin Zhan to death. The demon's son was indeed cruel and ruthless. He was a talent that defied heaven. If he survived, he might be able to cultivate into a giant in the future.
A big family like the Qin family can only produce a few such geniuses in a generation. They are definitely treasures to be protected, but they died in Feng Feiyun's hands and turned into corpses dripping with blood.
"boom!"
Feng Feiyun directly punched Miao Gui's finger out. The black finger became as big as a fist, and a red dragon shadow wandered over the finger, releasing terrifying power.
The power of the spiritual weapon was activated, covering the entire Juese Building, tearing a gap in the Yunfan in Zichuan's hand, spilling out wisps of essence, and directly breaking a section of the divine training in Ziqing's hand.
The two geniuses were knocked out at the same time and hit the wall. Fortunately, the force was offset by the body-protecting Qi, otherwise Feng Feiyun would have seriously injured them with just one look.
"The power of spiritual weapons!" Zichuan's fingers gently touched Liu Yunfan, and his face became extremely solemn.
Just now, Feng Feiyun and Qin Zhan fought. Although he also used the power of the spiritual weapon, he concealed it. He used it very obscurely and did not exert the full power of the spiritual weapon. But now it is different. He has used the spiritual weapon.
At this stage, his power was at its strongest, so he knocked both Zichuan and Ziqing away with one blow.
Feng Feiyun touched Miao Gui's finger and said, "Of course it's a spiritual weapon."
The power of a spiritual weapon is so powerful that it can prosper a family and suppress a chaotic world. Even ordinary monks in the destiny realm cannot obtain a spiritual weapon, but Feng Feiyun's cultivation in the early stage of the Divine Foundation is enough.
Can carry a spiritual weapon into battle.
No wonder he was able to kill Qin Zhan!
The power of the spiritual weapon is definitely more than that. It seems that Feng Feiyun did not use his full strength from beginning to end.
The entire Fenghuo City was shrouded in the icy night. Pieces of divine clouds gathered in the sky, and a beam of light shone down from the clouds, as if a god was about to come to the world.
"call out!"
The beam of light quickly disappeared, but the black clouds in the sky were getting thicker and thicker. At some point, an old man in golden robes was standing outside the Juese Building.
He walked out of the beam, with streaks of electric light flowing around his body, and a pair of wrinkled eyes carrying endless murderous intent. He just took a slight step forward and stood in the stunning building.
"After all, we are still a step too late!" The old man came to Qin Zhan's body and looked at the broken chest that was still bleeding. The murderous intent on his face became even stronger. The cold air made everyone in the Juese Building
A cultivator can feel his heart trembling.
This old man's cultivation is very powerful. He has reached the first level of destiny. He has lived for more than 260 years without dying. He is Qin Zhan's protector.
In fact, every big force's Ni Tianjun will have a protector from the older generation. When Ni Tianjun goes out, the protectors will secretly accompany him. As long as there is no absolute life and death crisis, the protectors will not
Appear.
If Qin Zhan hadn't met Feng Feiyun, no one in the beacon city would have dared to kill him, so the protector was not worried about his life.
But when he sensed that Qin Zhan's vitality was rapidly weakening and rushed over, it was already too late.
"You are the son of a demon. Do you really think that with the backing of a female demon, you can ignore everyone in the world?" A faint aura arose from the protector's body, directly knocking out the two geniuses of Ziyun Cave Mansion.
Both Jun and Feng Feiyun were so shocked that they stepped back.
The monks who can reach the realm of destiny are all people with great power and have a life span of five hundred years. Generally, they rarely appear in the world of immortality anymore. Most of them have begun to practice in seclusion and seek life from the sky. Every time they improve,
Days later, the lifespan can be increased by another sixty years, which is sixty years.
Destiny, destiny, take your life from heaven!
Feng Feiyun stepped firmly on the ground with the soles of his feet, stabilized his figure, and said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "You, the Qin family, are allowed to kill me, but I am not allowed to kill you?"
"Okay, okay, okay, what a junior. I am Qin Zhan's protector. Since Qin Zhan is dead, you must be buried with him."
The white hair on the protector's head moved without wind, and a ray of glow slowly rose in the center of his eyebrows, like a supreme eye in the sky. A sharp sword energy condensed in the center of his eyebrows. This sword energy was really powerful.
It was so frightening that Feng Feiyun felt the threat of death just as it was brewing.
The strong men in the first realm of destiny have undergone a huge difference from the monks in the divine realm. If the monks in the divine realm are still just the top experts among the mortals, then the monks in the first realm of destiny
He is already a fairy in the eyes of ordinary people.
In front of the protector, Feng Feiyun felt as if his body was stuck in a quagmire, unable to move even a finger, as if the other party could kill him with just a click of a finger.
Suddenly, the oppressive aura disappeared, Feng Feiyun felt a lightness on his body, and saw the old protector with a face full of horror, picking up Qin Zhan's body on the ground, and then smashed it open.
window, and fled into the night.
"boom!"
But just as he broke through the window, he was slapped back and hit the wooden beam. His old body looked a little sluggish, and a mouthful of bright blood spat out from his mouth.
A monk with the highest destiny was seriously injured by a slap!
Blood spilled from the corner of the protector's mouth, his eyes were full of horror, he stared at the windy window, and said in a trembling voice: "Sir, I didn't mean to offend Feng Feiyun, it was just a joke."
Feng Feiyun also felt a frightening breath coming from the outside. He looked into the dark window and saw that the black clouds outside were getting lower and the cold wind was blowing the trees "rustling".
There seemed to be countless ghost figures dancing among the leaves.
As long as the cultivator who has reached the realm of the divine base has already felt an unusual aura suppressing his heart at this moment, the higher the cultivation level, the more obvious the feeling.
No wonder the guardian who had reached the first level of destiny suddenly stopped and ran away. It turned out that he felt the unusual aura and knew that Xiao Nolan was coming.
He wanted to escape, but was a step too late.
"Da da!"
A faint sound of footsteps sounded from outside. The sound was neither slow nor urgent, but it also coincided with a certain rhythm. It made people jump with fear. None of the immortal cultivators in the entire stunning building dared to take a deep breath at this moment. They all turned their eyes to the door.
place.
There was a cultivator who couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere and jumped out of the third-floor window in an attempt to escape from the Juese Building. But as soon as he jumped out, a shrill scream came from outside.
Then everyone heard the sound of flesh and blood being eaten, as if a wild dog was eating the corpse, but Feng Feiyun knew that it was not the wild dog, but the ancient corpse monks, who were eating human flesh.
The female demon hadn't entered the Juese Tower yet, but she had already frightened several timid immortal cultivators to death. They fell to the ground with a bang, and their bodies became stiff.
Both those with low cultivation levels and those with high cultivation levels were feeling cold all over at this moment, as if they had entered hell.
"Squeak!"
The golden door of the Juese Building was slowly pushed open, and a gloomy wind blew in. Under the high hanging lanterns, I saw a long reflection extending into the lobby, an ancient man wearing a bright red cassock.
The corpse monk came in from outside.
The cassock on his body was very gorgeous, brand new and flowing with spiritual light, but the body under the cassock was charred and withered, and in some places it was even rotten to the core, showing the stark white bones.
The eyes of the ancient corpse monk were filled with golden light. He glanced at everyone present, clasped his hands together, and recited a Buddha's name. This Buddha's name was very dry, just like the corpse's language.
His palms were still stained with blood. He had just slapped the protector back who was trying to escape.
This is an ancient corpse that has gone through the third transformation. Its cultivation level is not much weaker than that of Ju Qing.
He stood respectfully in front of the gate of Juese Tower, holding the Buddha's seal with both hands and bowing slightly, as if some important figure was about to appear.
…
You may have a somewhat vague view of the realm. Let me explain it to you. If you reach the realm of God Base, you can be named an elder. The realm of Juqing is the seventh, eighth and ninth levels of destiny. These three small realms
They are all called giants, but the vast majority of giants stay at the seventh level of destiny.
As for the realm of the semi-giant king, it is the pinnacle of the sixth level of destiny.
Now everyone should be able to see it more clearly.
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