Wan Xiangcen did not appear, but the fragrance of thousands of flowers and butterflies lingered on her body, obviously she was already nearby.
The six disciples of the evil sect climbed up from the ground, holding their bloody severed fingers in their hands. They stood there in awe, hunched over, as if they were worshiping gods.
Zhao Tian was indescribably shocked. These disciples of the evil sect were all at the top, they had entered the Great Perfection of the Divine Foundation, and they were the heroes everywhere, but at this moment they were in such awe of a woman.
Could it be that His Highness of the Seventh Hall of Senluo Hall was so terrifying?
"Our Highness intends to recruit you to become the guardian of the Seventh Hall of Senluo Hall. What do you think of it?" A man with a red face, wearing a black robe, stood on the top of a snow-covered cedar.
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The man's voice was high-pitched and had an effeminate feel to it. A corner of his black robe was blown up by the cold wind, revealing the white Confucian robe underneath.
He came very strangely, and with a flash of black shadow, he appeared there.
Feng Feiyun felt a frightening chill, just like the nine-cold ice in the ground. He raised his head, stared at the man on the treetop, and said with a smile: "Palace Protector, what kind of official is this?"
Feng Feiyun narrowed his eyes and naturally saw the white Confucian shirt under the man's black robe.
"Haha!" The man laughed loudly and said: "In each of the ten halls of Senluo Hall, there is a highness, who is the strongest of the younger generation in each hall. And each highness has one to three people sitting down.
Those who protect the palace have extraordinary cultivation and are second only to Your Highness."
"A hundred years later, when His Highness inherits the position of Palace Master, the Palace Protector will also become the Palace Protector God General, with a status only below that of the Palace Master and Deputy Palace Master. How big do you think this officer is? Not to mention a thousand men in the divine military army.
Even the divine general who commands millions of troops in the Divine Armed Forces cannot compare to the finger of the divine general who protects the temple."
The Shenwu Army is the largest combat force of the Shenjin Dynasty. It can use its troops to destroy the Immortal Sect and massacre an overlord-level Immortal Cultivating Family.
The official ranks are divided into: Commander of Ten, Commander of Hundreds, Commander of Thousands, Commander of Ten Thousands, General Order, Divine General, and Heavenly Marquis.
The general's order can command a hundred thousand divine warriors.
A divine general can command millions of divine warriors.
Tianhou has a very high status, and has generally existed since the establishment of the Shenjin Dynasty. He is a hereditary prince, passed down for thousands of years, with an ancient and large family behind him, and the Shenwu army under his banner is at least tens of millions.
Some princes can even have hundreds of millions of divine warriors.
In the Shenjin Dynasty, there were countless families, the top ones were naturally the four major families, and the families of the Eighteen Heavenly Lords were the second-tier top families.
As for the Feng Family, Qin Family, and Ji Family in Nantai Prefecture, although they may seem powerful and prosperous, they are dozens of times less powerful than the Tianhou Family. They are just as powerful as the Four Great Gates.
It's even more incomparable.
The Eighteen Heavenly Marquis Mansion and the four great clans are the princes, generals and ministers of the Shenjin Dynasty, and all the nobles and nobles are descendants of these families.
Although families like the Feng Family and Qin Family have been inherited for thousands of years, they cannot compare with others' thousands of years of heritage. They can only be regarded as wealthy landlords in a small place.
It can be said that the Shenwu Army is indeed extremely powerful, but the Shenwu Army under one Tianhou seat is tens of millions, with tens of thousands of captains.
A thousand-man military commander of the Shenwu Army can really only be regarded as a "big cabbage".
If Feng Daniu is really a member of the Shenwu Army and someone wants to recruit him to be the palace protector of His Highness the Evil Sect, he will definitely agree, but Feng Daniu is not Feng Daniu.
"Lu Sanchuan, you shameless traitor, you grovel yourself and are afraid of being beaten by the evil sect's people. You kneel on the ground and are willing to be the evil sect's slaves. Do you want others to be the evil sect's lackeys like you?" Zhao Tian ignored him.
injured, he roared sharply.
"court death!"
The face of the man standing on the top of the tree changed. When he heard the word "slave", a chill came over him, and an iceberg more than ten meters high condensed in his hand. The cold air would freeze the iron to pieces.
The iceberg crashed down with a terrible whistling sound, causing the ground to sink.
Feng Feiyun had heard of Lu Sanchuan's name. He was the young leader of the Wanxiang Pagoda. Seven years ago, he reached the state of Divine Foundation Dzogchen and was rumored to have cultivated 330 life points.
In the realm of Divine Perfection, only Shi Yelai can overwhelm him.
After Shi Yelai survived the catastrophe and reached the first level of destiny, Lu Sanchuan almost became the first person to achieve the Great Perfection of the Divine Foundation of Wanxiang Pagoda.
Such an outstanding person actually succumbed to the evil power of the evil sect and became the protector of the seventh palace, wearing white Confucian clothes and black robes.
No wonder people from the evil sect can wantonly humiliate Wanxiang Tower students. There are really a lot of weak points in Wanxiang Tower.
Lu Sanchuan's cultivation level was indeed terrifying. Zhao Tian, who was also in the Great Perfection state of the Divine Base, had no power to fight back. He couldn't even move his fingers. He could only yell: "Lu Sanchuan, you are worthy of being a man."
, watching the woman from the Vientiane Tower being bullied by the villains of the evil sect, didn’t your heart feel touched at all?”
Zhao Tian roared heartbreakingly and vomited blood from his mouth.
Blood is condensed into blood clots by the cold air.
"I'm afraid he has also joined the ranks of those who humiliate the stunning women from the Vientiane Tower."
Feng Feiyun stood in front of Zhao Tian, the black iron armor on his body shot up to the sky with a cold light. He used all the strength in his body to pull out an arc of the sword. The light of the sword surged up like a divine wave from the sea, splitting the iceberg into pieces.
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"Wow!"
Lu Sanchuan's cultivation was indeed terrifying. The sword in Feng Feiyun's hand suddenly broke, and a piece of the sword fell to the ground. It was frozen to pieces by the cold air of the iceberg.
"Your cultivation level is nothing more than this, haha!" Lu Sanchuan thought he was stronger than Feng Feiyun and broke Feng Feiyun's sword.
Feng Feiyun didn't say anything to fight back. After all, Lu Sanchuan's cultivation was indeed terrifying, but he was not invincible.
This sword was originally a sergeant's sword of the Shenwu Army. It was not considered a magic weapon. It was understandable that it could not withstand Lu Sanchuan's "Regional Ice Technique".
What if I tried it instead with the White Stone Giant Sword?
Zhao Tian gratefully bowed to Feng Feiyun and said: "Thank you Lord Qianfu for your help. These evil sect members are ruthless and powerful. If Lord Qianfu offends them, there will definitely be endless troubles. Why don't you join me in the Wanxiang Tower..."
Zhao Tian saw that this Lord Shenwu Qianfu had great cultivation and extraordinary courage, so he wanted to win him into the Wanxiang Tower to fight against the evil sect.
"Haha! The Wanxiang Tower is like the fish on the chopping board in front of our evil sect. We, the evil sect, can eat it if we want, ravage it if we want, and trample it if we want." Lu Sanchuan's laughter became even sharper.
His appearance is outstanding, but his voice is like that of a eunuch in the palace.
Feng Feiyun held up the broken knife and snorted coldly: "What I hate most, the general, is a dog like you who bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong!"
Lu Sanchuan's eyes were cold, and his whole body was covered with ice crystals. Nine huge icebergs appeared behind him. For a moment, the air was chilly, and even the six evil sect disciples retreated in order to withstand this.
A chill.
This is the weather of Lusanchuan, "Nine Mountains and Ice Sky".
Feng Feiyun stood tall, shielding himself from the cold air with his body. A cloud of fire emerged from his armor, and the heat wave burned the bluestone on the ground into a mirror surface.
"In the past, I left, and the willows lingered. Now I come to think about it, and the rain and snow are falling..." The singing of the guzheng came from Qianmei Manor, and the guzheng was clear, just like the fairy kagura unloaded from Jiutian.
The sound of the guzheng floats in the wind, spreading throughout the ancient city of Qianhua covered in ice and snow.
The snow falling from the sky is even more beautiful, like petals of spiritual flowers falling from the sky, not because the snow itself is beautiful, but because there are guzhengs floating in the snow.
The singing voice is naturally extremely beautiful, and it is difficult to find another such beautiful voice in the world.
Feng Feiyun and Lu Sanchuan were already at war with each other, but when they heard the singing coming from Qianmei Manor, they were attracted at the same time and couldn't even raise their fighting spirit.
Feng Feiyun looked excited and pinched the blood-red plum blossoms that floated out from the manor with his fingers. He held it to the tip of his nose and smelled it, as if he had smelled the fragrance of his beloved.
In this world, Feng Feiyun only knows two people who can play music to such an extent. "Who is the Beauty Smiling" played by Nangong Hongyan's guzheng, and "Sleeping in the Rain" played by Dongfang Jingyue's red jade pipa.
A sadness makes people shed tears uncontrollably; a tenderness makes people fall asleep in sweet dreams.
This is the sound of guzheng...
As long as the fate is not over, we can still see each other again in the world of mortals.
It's her, it must be her, she's in Qianmei Manor, who is she playing the piano for, who is she singing for?
"let's go!"
A piece of fragrant wind floated from the sky, and you could vaguely see an extremely charming figure flying past, entering Qianmei Manor. Even Zhao Tian lost his mind when he saw this figure, but Feng Feiyun was not interested in her at this moment.
He was not interested at all, his mind was completely occupied by that person.
In front of that man, all the women in the world were like passing clouds, not worth mentioning.
The six disciples of Senluo Seventh Hall and Lu Sanchuan all entered Qianmei Manor one after another and followed them.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"
Feng Feiyun slashed four times and released the four female students from the Vientiane Tower who were locked by iron chains. The iron chains fell to the ground. These four beautiful women still stood there motionless.
It seems to be petrified.
After a while, they all had a look of absolute beauty in their beauty. This was a sense of shame. They felt the filthiness of their bodies. This filthiness destroyed their previous honor and arrogance.
At the same time, he slapped his forehead with a palm, not wanting to live in this world with shame anymore.
Fortunately, Feng Feiyun noticed in advance that their expressions were not good, and took action to restrain them, sealing their hands with spiritual magic.
"The most precious thing for a person is life. There is only one life. Once you die, there is nothing." said the website.
"Ya Ren, thank you Master Qianfu for saving us from the sea of suffering. However, I beg you, Master Qianfu, to help us no matter what, so that we can die the humiliation inflicted on us by the Jie Xie Sect." As Masato spoke, his face burst into tears, and his eyes were full of tears.
The look of pleading and their experiences have made them unwilling to live anymore.
What kind of experience is this that can make a strong-minded immortal cultivator not want to live anymore?