Senluo Palace is the head of the evil sect, with a long heritage that can be traced back to the Tianji Catastrophe period. Each palace has ancient heritage, and the peerless talents it has cultivated are naturally more outstanding. [High-quality update.]
There are seven His Highnesses in the Tenth Hall of Senluo, and each of them is a king-level figure of the younger generation. No one in the younger generation is not afraid of them.
In seven directions, there are spiritual weapons rising up, blocking the sky. There are black sails, huge temples, and frightening blood flags... This is a magnificent picture, with seven spiritual weapons appearing at the same time.
On top of a sky.
The surrounding monks were so pressed by the power of the spiritual weapon that they could not stand up straight.
Feng Feiyun has entered a state of selflessness at this moment, and all his thoughts have converged, and he has absorbed the energy of the Danling Stone with all his strength. Only by absorbing the Danling Stone as quickly as possible can he get out before more powerful people arrive.
He didn't want to hurt his friends because of himself.
"Su Yun, those who know the current affairs are heroes, step aside! One person's power is limited after all, you can't stop us." The sail in Xue Changxiao's hand covered half of the sky.
Su Yun stood in front of the ancient temple, as if she had been nailed to the ground, as solid as a rock, with no intention of leaving.
"Then adding me will be enough!" came an extremely tyrannical voice in the night sky.
A white Yantuo spear pierced through the black clouds in the sky. Yan Ziyu held the spear and flew to the top of the ancient temple, scanning the surroundings with a pair of tiger eyes.
The seven highnesses of Senluo Palace were slightly moved. The top master of the younger generation of Vientiane Tower came unexpectedly.
Yan Ziyu's cultivation level is not inferior to Su Yun's.
"Yan Ziyu, this is none of your business?" His Highness from the Tenth Hall of Senluo Palace shouted coldly.
Yan Ziyu stood arrogantly on a high place and said: "Feng Feiyun is a student of my Vientiane Tower, and we are classmates. Why is it none of my business?"
"Well said! The Wanxiang Tower and the Evil Sect have long made an appointment to fight at the bank of the Holy Lake. Last night, your Highness the Evil Sect didn't arrive, so tonight they will have an earth-shaking battle with them." Princess Luofu drove through in eight dragon chariots.
After being blocked by the seven highnesses of Senluo Hall, the dragon chariot landed on the top of Xichen Peak, with the aura of the Dragon King hovering in the ancient chariot.
To everyone's surprise, Princess Luofu appeared at this time.
"Meow, meow!" Several cats meowed.
A pink and tender little girl, holding a white hat, came to the Guixian Bridge with a cute smile on her face and her little hands squeezing the cat.
The little evil demon also climbed to Xichen Peak and sat on the threshold of the ancient temple, squeezing the cat's long ears with two fingers.
Several of the top members of the younger generation at Vientiane Tower actually appeared at the same time.
The situation changed immediately. With these few people here, how powerful the lineup is, even if all ten His Highnesses from Senluo Palace come out together, they may not be able to get a good deal.
If you don’t take action now, how long will it take?
Su Yun clasped his hands together, and a colorful ray of light flew out from his palms, turning into a huge battle ring, and Xue Changxiao and Lao San were involved in the battle ring at the same time.
With one against two, they were still completely suppressed.
Yan Ziyu sacrificed the Baiyantuo Spear, and a white beam of light shot straight into the sky, confronting three spiritual weapons at the same time. Three His Highnesses from the Senluo Palace fought with him at the same time.
The remaining two highnesses sacrificed the blood flag and the iron bowl respectively. These two spiritual weapons, one was sharp in attack and the other was impregnable, wanted to sneak attack Feng Feiyun in the ancient temple.
It only takes the killing power of a spiritual weapon to obliterate Feng Feiyun at this moment.
But these two spiritual weapons were caught by the little evil demon!
The iron bowl was originally more than seven meters high, and there were legends about the spirit patterns on it, sealing the beast soul weapon spirit, but it was easily grabbed by the little evil devil's little hand and pinned to the ground.
The spiritual light on the iron bowl was wiped out by her, turned into a fist-sized silver bowl, and was thrown to Mao'er "Ban Dan".
Judging from her intentions, she wanted to turn this silver bowl into a light cat bowl.
She also caught the blood flag, crushed the spiritual light on it, and put it into her arms without mercy, as if it was hers.
The two highnesses of the Senluo Palace were so angry that smoke was coming out from their heads. They had long heard that the little evil demon was very evil, but in their opinion, an eleven or two-year-old girl, no matter how evil she was, was only that big.
, how great can it be?
But as soon as she took action at this moment, she took away two spiritual weapons, which surprised everyone.
"She, she has practiced a forbidden method that can take away other people's spiritual weapons. Is it the Star Reaching Technique?"
In the distance, streams of light kept coming, and more and more monks gathered. Many of them came to watch the excitement. Of course, some of them came to kill Feng Feiyun and were waiting for the opportunity.
"Little girl of the Feng family, you'd better return the world-changing bowl, otherwise the whole Feng family will be destroyed." The facial features of His Highness from the fifth hall of the Senluo Palace were distorted. When he saw his spiritual weapon being pressed under the paws of a cat,
, he was so angry that his face was distorted.
"Little evil demon, return the Wang Feng flag, and I will let you live." His Highness from the Eighth Hall of Senluo Palace was also quite speechless. When he saw the blood flag exposed in the corner of the little evil demon's arms, the muscles on his face couldn't help but twitch.
smoke.
She is also too casual.
The little evil devil stared at the two people innocently, his eyes widened, "You want to steal something?"
puff!
The two highnesses of Senluo Palace are about to vomit blood. Who is the one who grabs the things?
"Meow!"
The cat faintly turned into a white shadow, flashed through the air, and was extremely fast. It grabbed one of the ears of His Highness from the Fifth Hall of Senluo Hall, put it in the silver bowl, and then fell back into the small bowl.
At the feet of the devil.
The bloody ears were eaten directly by the cat.
Princess Luofu was slightly surprised. Where did this cat come from? It could actually pluck off the ears of His Highness in the Fifth Hall of Senluo Hall with one blow. Even she might not be able to do this.
His Highness, the Fifth Hall of Senluo Hall, became furious. He covered his right face with blood that was constantly gushing. His eyes turned into lightning, and he went directly to the gate of the ancient temple to kill the little evil devil and that damn cat.
Shocked to death.
"Boom!"
A spiritual light exploded, and figures shuttled back and forth.
After a while, His Highness from the Fifth Hall of Senluo Hall was blasted out. His body flew thousands of meters upside down before he stabilized. He looked in a state of utter disarray. His clothes were in tatters, his skin was covered with cat claws, and blood beads were rolling down.
There was also a bloody slap on his face, which was slapped away by the little demon.
"Ouch, it hurts so much, it hurts so much!" The little demon covered his bloody hands and kept crying out in pain. He squatted on the ground in pain.
His Highness from the Eighth Hall of Senluo Palace also took action, but before he set foot on Xichen Peak, Princess Luofu sacrificed Hou Ling and sent him flying. He lost his spiritual weapon and could not stop Hou Ling's power at all.
"Whoosh!"
Su Junluo came back and had already defeated Xue Changxiao and Lao San, severely injuring them.
Not long after, Yan Ziyu stood on the top of the ancient temple with a bloody spear in his hand, and the white Confucian clothes on his body were stained with drops of blood.
"Senluo Palace is nothing more than that. It's still far behind our Vientiane Tower." Princess Luofu said coldly.
The seven highnesses of the Senluo Palace were all beaten to a dull face, and each of them was more or less injured. It was easy to defeat and injure them, but it was very difficult to kill them.
Even Su Yun and Yan Ziyu had to pay a huge price to kill them.
Xue Changxiao's face became even paler, with blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and he said in a deep voice: "The two most powerful His Highnesses among the ten palaces of Senluo have not yet arrived. If they come, you may not be able to stop them."
"That's right, if His Highness from the First Palace comes out of seclusion, even Yan Ziyu and Su Yun combined may not be his opponent." Another His Highness from the Senluo Palace said coldly.
"Just wait! Soon, important figures from the older generation will come. It is impossible for Feng Feiyun to leave his name on the holy monument."
"A half-step giant from our Senluo Palace is already on his way and will arrive before noon tomorrow."
The seven highnesses of Senluo Palace were all injured and did not attack again. However, they did not leave the holy lake and retreated to a distance to recuperate.
There is actually a half-step giant on the way!
The faces of Su Yun and Yan Ziyu became serious. Although they were invincible to the younger generation, there was still a big gap between them and the half-step giants.
Although the world of cultivating immortals expressly stipulates that the older generation of monks cannot take the initiative to take action against the younger generation of monks, this is under normal circumstances. The name is left on the holy monument. The threat of this matter is too serious, and it is enough to attract the older generation of monks.
Play your cards according to the rules and kill him.
In the ancient temple, the spiritual energy became more and more intense. Feng Feiyun's whole body was wrapped in spiritual energy, and the aura on his body became stronger and stronger. The life points were exploding continuously, emitting streaks of brilliance.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
The 281st life point, the 282nd life point, the 283rd life point... Every time a life point is opened, the strength of the body becomes stronger.
When dawn arrived, there were already three hundred rays of light blooming on his body, and dazzling rays of light rushed out from the ancient temple, shining in all directions.
With Su Yun and several extremely powerful men from the Wanxiang Tower guarding them, no one dared to break into the Xichen Peak that night. All the monks who wanted to kill Feng Feiyun did not dare to act rashly, and were frightened by the auras of the four powerful men.
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But that crisis has not disappeared, but is getting closer, making many people feel uneasy.
At ten o'clock at noon, the spiritual light in the ancient temple became stronger, and wisps of spiritual energy circulated around, rushing in and out of Feng Feiyun's body.
Most of the Dan Lingshi in Feng Feiyun's hands has been absorbed, and the size of the Lingshi has changed from the size of a fist to only the size of a pigeon egg.
Three hundred and thirty vital points in Feng Feiyun's body have been opened, including his head, chest, hands, feet, spine, soles of feet, and palms, and his whole body is covered with light spots.
There is a heavenly sound singing in Feng Feiyun's body, resounding throughout the entire Xichen Peak.
The cry of the phoenix was heard again, and a cloud of fire gathered in the sky above the ancient temple, giving people an infinite magical feeling.