One hundred and ninetieth eight chapters ten senses
Feng Feiyun was injured so seriously that it was difficult to even stand up straight. He was so weak that he was almost crumbling, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.
His face was as pale as paper, and there were large beads of sweat rolling on his forehead, as if he had run out of oil.
This should have been the best time to kill him, but no one dared to take action, fearing that they would be tricked to death by this scammer. After all, three incredible talents had already died in his hands, and another one was seriously injured and fainted.
Of the six masters of the Demon Slayer Alliance, only Feng Lingji and Xiao Xia Mo are left.
Feng Lingji had long wanted to defeat Feng Feiyun and avenge his shame. This was naturally the best time. He thought that Feng Feiyun must have been seriously injured. The move just now depleted all his spiritual energy. This
If you don't take action at the right time, there will be no better opportunities.
"Wait a minute!" The little evil demon's petite body turned into a red shadow and moved sideways to stop Feng Lingji.
Although Feng Lingji was the cousin of Little Evil Demon, he was very anxious for this little cousin. He immediately stood still and did not dare to take another step forward. He bowed slightly and said: "I'm going to capture the traitor.
Take him back to the Feng family ancestral hall and ask my little cousin to give way."
The little evil devil gently stroked the cat in his arms with his white and tender little hands, and smiled innocently and cutely: "He is the son of the devil, and I am the little evil devil. We are supposed to be the two demons of the Feng family. Even if we want to capture him, we should
If I take action, the little evil demon will definitely be able to defeat the son of the demon."
When Feng Lingji heard this, he immediately became happy, clasped his fists and said, "If my cousin takes action, I will definitely catch you."
The little evil devil had a ponytail on his head and a red butterfly hairpin. He shook it like a rattle and said: "Since the little evil devil wants to fight the son of the devil, then naturally he has to fight the real son of the devil."
Feng Lingji said: "..."
"The blood of the demon in the body of the son of the demon has not yet awakened, so naturally he cannot be regarded as the real son of the demon." The little demon blinked his eyes, like a pink doll.
Feng Lingji's expression changed and he said, "Little cousin, please don't mess around."
"Haha!" The little evil devil didn't pay any attention to Feng Lingji's words, and said to himself: "If you want to stimulate the demon's blood to completely awaken, then you have to drink the demon's blood. What can be called "the devil's blood" today?
The only real demons are female demons."
There are no demons in the world, only people infected with demonic nature. As long as this demonic nature reaches a certain level, they can be called demons.
The little evil demon also has demonic nature in her body, but her demonic nature has not yet reached the level of a real demon. Even if she lets Feng Feiyun swallow her blood, Feng Feiyun cannot fully stimulate the demonic blood in her body.
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Only the blood of the succubus can truly stimulate the demon blood and demonic blood in Feng Feiyun's body at the same time.
People who become demons are already quite terrifying.
A demon that becomes a demon is even more terrifying. Feng Feiyun's mother is a demon that has become a demon, with both demon blood and demon blood flowing in her body.
And Feng Feiyun's body contains not only demon blood and demon blood, but also human blood and demon soul.
"Little cousin, please don't mess around, or I will report this to the head of the family." Feng Lingji was afraid that the little evil devil would not understand the importance of the matter and cause a big disaster, and the consequences would be disastrous.
After all, Feng Feiyun has great resentment towards the Feng family. If the demon blood in his body is awakened, no one may be able to suppress him, and the Feng family will definitely face his cruel revenge.
An evil smile appeared on the little evil face, and a pair of pupils turned a little blood red. Just staring at Feng Lingji made him feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar. He felt uncomfortable all over and couldn't help but move toward his body.
took a step back.
"If you dare to talk nonsense, I will let the cat bite you to death." The little demon showed a mouth of white and neat teeth and smiled slightly.
Feng Lingji didn't think she was joking at all. Many monks of the older generation took her words as a joke and eventually died without any bones left.
The evil spirit and demonic nature of the little devil is no joke.
"That's him. If Brother Gu can take his life, I will definitely give you a heavy reward." Murong Zhuo brought a young man wearing a white Confucian robe to the martial arts battle tower and shook his finger at Feng who stood on the martial arts battle tower.
Feiyun.
Murong Zhuo, Luo Shixiong, and Gu Lianqiu had originally invited five assassins from the Gudi tribe to kill Feng Feiyun outside the Vientiane Tower, but those five assassins were killed by Feng Feiyun instead.
It made them humiliated again.
He had deep resentment in his heart, so he invited Gu Qing to kill Feng Feiyun in order to relieve his hatred.
Gu Qing is about twenty-five or six years old, with a sharp face and sword-like eyebrows. He has the grace of a Confucian scholar and the toughness of a warrior, but his real age has reached thirty-nine, and he is no longer young.
The Great Perfection of the Divine Foundation is a big hurdle. I have been in seclusion in the Martial Pagoda for twenty-three years and I have not overcome it. Even if I continue to be in seclusion, it will not be of much use.
And just when he was about to leave seclusion, Murong Zhuo came to him and asked him to kill someone. Naturally, this was nothing to him. As long as the other person was not a powerful person at the level of the God-based Dzogchen, he would be sure of it.
He killed the opponent, not to mention that Murong Zhuo also promised to give him a second-grade source-gathering pill as a reward.
If he had a second-grade Source Gathering Pill, he might be able to break through to the realm of Divine Foundation Dzogchen. This temptation was really not small, so he agreed.
"Is this him you are talking about?" Gu Qing had a three-foot white jade sword hanging on his waist. He stared at Feng Feiyun, who was standing on the third floor of the martial arts battle tower and was already dying, in a cool and easy manner. He gently shook his head and said:
"It's so disappointing to be so weak."
"He is not weak at all. Four talented heroes have already been defeated by him. Three died and one was seriously injured." Gu Lianqiu had been guarding the martial arts field and saw Murong Zhuo inviting people here, so
Then he told the whole story of the battle just now.
Murong Zhuo and Luo Shixiong were naturally dumbfounded, but Gu Qing showed disdain and said: "They are both at the peak of the divine base, and the gap is sometimes dozens of times."
"Why is this?" Gu Lianqiu is still far away from the peak of the Divine Foundation, and does not understand the mystery of the Peak of the Divine Foundation.
Gu Lianqiu is a beast master. She comes from a famous family, has a beautiful appearance and a stunning figure. She can definitely be regarded as a noble daughter.
Gu Qing's eyes greedily glanced at her towering breasts, and then slowly said: "As we all know, once you step into the first level of destiny, the life span of a monk will be increased to five hundred years. In the eyes of a truly powerful immortal cultivator,
, only monks who have stepped into the realm of destiny are considered true cultivators, and monks who have not stepped into the realm of destiny, once they cross the hundred-year mark, their body and strength will decline, and they can only live to be one hundred and fifty years old at most.
, even monks who are in the divine Dzogchen realm are no exception."
"There are only a few monks who can break through the realm of destiny. All of them are those who truly have great luck. Not only do they need talent, but they also need opportunities, elixirs and luck. All of these are indispensable."
"The peak of the Divine Foundation and the Great Perfection of the Divine Foundation are accumulations for breaking through the realm of destiny. The stronger the accumulation, the easier it will be to succeed when it comes to overcoming the earthly tribulation."
"The peak of the Divine Foundation is a watershed. Once you reach the peak of the Divine Foundation, you can cultivate a ray of divine consciousness. Only with divine consciousness can you control objects and fly into the sky. Moreover, the divine consciousness can replace the eyes to see things and see the wind and grass thousands of miles away.
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"The cultivation at the peak of the Divine Base is the cultivation of divine consciousness. The stronger the spiritual consciousness, the stronger the power. Some people only cultivate one spiritual consciousness, while others cultivate eight spiritual consciousnesses. The difference in power is more than ten times."
Murong Zhuo asked: "How many spiritual consciousnesses has Brother Gu cultivated?"
"Eight ways." Gu Qing stared at Feng Feiyun in the distance coldly, and then said: "According to what the ancient girl said, the Ji family's genius Jun Jifeng has only cultivated the five ways of consciousness, and he can
Fighting with Feng Feiyun, both sides will be injured. Not to mention that Feng Feiyun is seriously injured now, even if he is in his prime, if I want to kill him, I only need one move."
"How many ways of spiritual consciousness can be cultivated to achieve the state of divine foundation and perfection?" Murong Zhuo asked with some admiration.
"Human beings have three souls and seven souls, so naturally they need ten divine consciousnesses to enter the divine foundation of Dzogchen."
As Gu Qing spoke, pieces of iron scales appeared under his feet. There were eight pieces in total. Each piece was suspended in the air. He stepped on the iron scales, as if walking in the void, and slowly moved towards the Yanwu Battle Tower.
Go up.
Using people's money to eliminate disasters for others, not to mention that the person you want to kill is a seriously injured and dying person. This business is very profitable.
"If Gu Qing takes action, even if Feng Feiyun pretends to be injured, he will still be dead." Gu Lianqiu's beautiful eyes had a cruel look.
Luo Shixiong suddenly looked serious and asked: "By the way, Brother Murong, what was the relationship between that woman named Ji and Feng Feiyun that day?"
Hearing this, Gu Lianqiu and Murong Zhuo's expressions changed. They recalled what happened after Feng Feiyun left that day. That woman named Ji was really terrible.
Murong Zhuo touched the scar on his neck. At that time, he almost had his head chopped off by the vicious woman with a sword. His heart is still shaking to this day.
"That woman was a madman. Feng Feiyun inquired about my father's eighth concubine. That night she broke into the eighth concubine's mansion and killed her. Even her body was burned to ashes." Murong Zhuo.
With a chill in her eyes, she said: "She also killed my brother Murong Tuo and turned the bones into ashes."
"It seems that there is another person who has a deep hatred for Feng Feiyun. He wants to kill everyone who has anything to do with Feng Feiyun. Feng Feiyun has offended quite a few people." Gu Lianqiu sighed.
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