Chapter 87 Feng Daniel comes out of the rivers and lakes again
"Baiheling" and "Sanqingmusihua" are both spiritual herbs that have been nurtured by the essence of the earth for thousands of years and have condensed too much spiritual power and medicinal properties.
The so-called spiritual grass is the natural essence of the earth. The longer it grows, the purer the condensed essence becomes.
Feng Feiyun refined the three spiritual grasses. There was only a handful of powder left in his palm. Golden brilliance rushed out of his head, chest, legs, and hands. Thirty life points were opened, such as
Thirty golden sacred bridges connect heaven and earth.
At this point, Feng Feiyun has opened a total of sixty-four life points. The divine foundation in the Dantian is becoming more and more solid. Spiritual energy is surging in the body, and the meridians are like spiritual rivers.
His cultivation has improved a lot, and even his blood energy has become more vigorous. When he raises his hands and feet, the air will make a crackling sound.
"I have actually improved my power by nearly three levels. The Divine Base is perfect. In a small realm, the power is several times different. If I can get those five spiritual grasses, I can open one hundred and fourteen life points.
At this time, even with the monks with the highest level of destiny, they are still capable of fighting."
Feng Feiyun has cultivated forty channels of divine consciousness. Although he is still at the state of Divine Base Dzogchen, his combat power is much higher than that of monks at the same state.
In the same realm, even epic-level geniuses may not be his opponents.
The sky is getting darker and darker, and night finally falls.
In the northern suburbs of this ancient city, there is a plum garden with a history of three hundred years. It was once the private residence of the lord of Qianhua Ancient City. When Princess Luofu arrived in Qianhua Ancient City, the lord took the initiative to donate this plum garden to become Luofu.
The temporary residence of the princess.
White snow is flying all over the sky, and plum blossoms are fragrant.
In the severe cold season, all flowers wither away, but only the plum blossoms are proud, the flowers are as red as human blood, and the fragrance of the flowers spreads thousands of miles.
However, no matter how beautiful the plum blossoms are, they are not as beautiful as one of Princess Luofu's fingers; no matter how fragrant the plum blossoms are, they are not as fragrant as one of Princess Luofu's hair.
"Princess Luofu is very ambitious. She is very similar to her ancestor, the empress Long Jiangling, when she was young. She wants to follow the path of the empress again. She will first leave her name on the holy monument, then depose the prince, and finally seize the throne."
The eldest son of Hu Tianhou and the third prince of Dashi Kingdom stood outside Qianmei Manor. Both of them were among the top 50 young heroes in the "Hundred Pagodas List", with unparalleled qualifications and high status.
They were all wearing white Confucian robes, standing on the snow, surrounded by spiritual energy around their bodies, and there was an invisible atmosphere above their heads.
"If the current crown prince Long Shenya hadn't been one of the eight epic-level geniuses, I might have already stood in Princess Luofu's camp. After all, Princess Luofu has condensed the spirit of the emperor's dragon and received the inheritance of Concubine Hua Shen.
The post-order..." The eldest son of Hu Tianhou wears a layer of golden tiger armor on his shoulders, which adds a bit of majesty to him.
"This is a battle for the throne. It's best if we don't talk too much." The third prince of the Dashi Kingdom said in a low voice.
Although both of them have noble status and have the support of great forces behind them, five thousand-year-old spiritual grass is still no small matter to them.
Usually it is difficult for them to come up with a spiritual grass, but only Princess Luofu can do this.
Both of them came here for these five spiritual herbs. They stopped talking and walked straight into Qianmei Manor.
"puff!"
A piece of blood spattered, dyeing the vermilion door of Qianmei Manor even more vividly. A student wearing a white Confucian robe screamed and fell into a pool of blood. He clutched his right shoulder tightly, and his fingers were full of blood.
Is surging.
One of his arms was chopped off and he fell on the stone steps.
"You guys from the Evil Sect are too courageous, and you have insulted me, a student of the Vientiane Tower, too much." Zhao Tian said coldly, staring hard at the disciples of the Evil Sect who were wearing black robes, without any sign of surrender.
Zhao Tian is also in the realm of the Great Perfection of the Divine Foundation. The disciples of Wuta originally came to Qianmei Manor to participate in this grand event.
But outside Qianmei Manor, they encountered disciples of the Evil Sect. These disciples of the Evil Sect were so arrogant that they even blatantly locked four female disciples from the Vientiane Tower with iron chains and were driven by them like female slaves.
Are they here to attend Princess Luofu's grand event? They are simply here to humiliate the students of the Vientiane Tower.
Zhao Tian had long heard that the disciples of the Evil Sect often arrested female students from the Wanxiang Pagoda, ravaged them wantonly, fed them pornographic drugs, imprisoned them as slaves, and did all kinds of dirty things.
He didn't believe it at first, but when he saw it with his own eyes today, his heart suddenly became filled with rage, and he concentrated on using his martial arts to kill these evil sect madmen.
Others dare not offend the evil sect, but he, Zhao Tian, dares to do so. As long as he can vent his anger, what's the big deal even if he dies?
However, the disciple of the evil sect was stronger than he imagined. The nine martial arts he performed were broken by a knife, and his arm was cut off, and he fell at the door of Qianmei Manor.
"Gah! Boy, what's wrong with us being so arrogant?" A disciple of the Evil Sect, whose hands were like metal, walked up to Zhao Tian, wearing unicorn leather boots with scales like iron, and stepped on Zhao Tian's broken arm with one kick.
Broken into pieces, it turned into a ball of bloody mud.
There are a total of eight disciples of the evil sect, all of whom are in the realm of the Great Perfection of God. They are wearing black robes and have long hair falling down, like eight evil demons from hell.
This disciple of the Evil Sect, who had his hands made into black iron, was just one of them. It was him just now who broke Zhao Tian's nine martial arts skills with one sword and chopped off his arms.
He is not the strongest among the eight evil sect disciples.
The four young and beautiful women wearing white Confucian robes, with skin as white as snow, the youngest is fifteen, the oldest is only twenty, all are very beautiful, but now they are reduced to prisoners, with their hands and feet wearing iron
Brand.
They had many scars on their bodies, their clothes were very disheveled, and they were very afraid of these evil sect disciples. As long as these evil sect disciples smiled and stared at them, they would be so frightened that they would kneel on the ground and tremble all over.
I don't know what kind of terrible experiences they have suffered to be so frightened to be so fragile. How can they not be like geniuses in cultivating immortals? Now they are simply inferior to ordinary maids.
"The Wanxiang Tower has declined. The so-called elite disciples will become the prey of our evil sect, and the so-called world-famous beauties will become the tools for our evil sect disciples to collectively vent their sexual desires."
A disciple of the Evil Sect smiled ferociously and walked up to a seventeen-year-old woman from the Beast Control Tower. This pure and elegant woman's delicate body suddenly trembled, her eyes were full of fear, and she knelt on the ground.
"Have you seen this talented beauty from the Beast Control Tower? She has slept with at least forty evil sect disciples, and the amount of pornographic drugs she was fed may not weigh less than three kilograms. Hehe..." This evil sect disciple, after her
My chest was pinched hard.
This talented beauty who controlled the beast remained motionless and allowed him to ravage her in broad daylight, her face covered with tears and her clothes soaked through.
"Beasts...I will fight with you..."
Zhao Tian turned over and got up from the ground, three alien beasts' fighting spirits rushed out of his body, and blasted out the power of seven unicorns with one palm. However, the power of these seven unicorns and the three alien beasts' fighting spirits were blocked by a metal
It can be easily crushed by ordinary hands.
"puff!"
This metal palm directly penetrated Zhao Tian's body, and blood mist spread all over the ground.
But this hand was stuck in Zhao Tian's body. The expression of the evil sect disciple changed. Zhao Tian was so crazy that he directly hit the evil sect disciple's chest with his head.
"Bang!"
A piece of black light swayed from between the two bodies. The evil sect disciple retreated violently, and two ribs on his chest were broken.
Zhao Tian flew backwards and hit the wall, his head almost shattered. However, he did not feel sluggish at all. Instead, he laughed crazily, with indescribable joy.
"Seeking death!" This evil sect disciple shouted coldly, and the electric light flashed on his arm, condensing the power of eight unicorns. The power of eight unicorns was 1.28 million kilograms. This was simply to kill Zhao Tian.
Blast into rubbish.
"boom!"
A piece of sword light flew from a distance.
The light of this knife was simply brighter than the light of the sun, and it contained a terrifying killing power. When the knife flew out, a line was cracked on the ground.
"puff!"
This disciple of the Evil Sect naturally felt the murderous power behind him, so he forcibly reversed the power of the Eight Bulls in his hand and blasted it behind him, but the Eight Bulls were chopped into pieces, and one of his arms was cut off by the light of the sword.
A fountain of blood rushed out from his shoulder and splashed three feet away.
The black clothes on his body were also stained with blood marks, just like plum blossoms in the dark night.
"Bang!"
The severed arm fell in the middle of the street and was trampled to pieces by a captain of the Shenwu Army wearing black iron armor. It turned into blood and mud, and was then swallowed into the belly of the unicorn leading behind.
The commander of the Shenwu Army also carried a sword on his shoulder. It was obvious that he had struck the sword just now.
Zhao Tian originally thought that he was dead, but unexpectedly a military master was killed on the way. His sword skills were outrageously powerful, and a sword energy could be drawn out more than ten meters long.
The Divine Martial Army is indeed powerful, and a thousand-man captain actually has the skills to cut off the arm of a monk who has attained the Great Perfection state of the Divine Foundation.
"In broad daylight, in broad daylight, you actually did such a lawless thing in front of me, the commander of the Shenwu Army. What crime do you deserve?" This commander of the Shenwu Army was very domineering. He walked with a splayed posture, held out his chest, and held hands.
Holding Qiniu, he walked over step by step.
"Hmph! A small man in the Shenwu Army actually dares to interfere with our evil sect's affairs. Do you think your life is too long?"
"Even if a god-level figure in the Shenwu Army offends our evil sect, it will be a dead end."
The leader of the Shenwu Army suddenly became angry. He stomped on the ground, breaking an ancient bluestone into pieces. He shouted in a rough voice: "You dare to threaten me, which hall of your evil sect are you from?"
"The Seventh Hall of Senluo Hall!" The disciples of the Evil Sect said coldly in unison. The evil energy on their bodies condensed and formed a black cloud in the sky, which was quite scary.
They thought that the name of the Seventh Hall of Senluo Hall could scare this man of the Shenwu Army to his knees.
but……
"Okay! You not only kill people, but you also imprison women. It's beyond the pale! It's beyond the law! Who is the most beautiful woman in the seventh hall of your Senluo Palace?" This man of the Shenwu Army was furious, and his voice was as strong as a thunder god.
.
Several disciples of the Evil Sect were all surprised. After a pause, someone said: "The most beautiful woman in the Seventh Palace of our Senluo Palace is naturally His Highness Wan Xiangcen."
"Then you go back and tell your Highness the Seventh Palace. Your evil sect likes to play with the women of the Wanxiang Tower. I like to play with the women of the evil sect. Ask Wan Xiangcen to clean her body for me. If you can't take her within three months,
"Zhen. Cao, I, Feng Daniu, have her surname." This commander of the Shenwu Army had a bullish temper, and was not joking at all. His voice was so loud that it spread throughout half of Qianhua Ancient City.