One hundred and fortieth chapters only make wedding dresses
Feng Feiyun finally came out of seclusion. Before he stepped into the holy lake, two more half-step giants took action to kill him at the last moment.
These are two old corpses wearing purple robes, with purple corpse talismans suspended above their heads. They are both as powerful as half-step giants. They want to launch the strongest attack before Feng Feiyun breaks through the holy monument.
Kill.
The half-step giant from Senluo Palace also took action, and the bronze half-moon was sacrificed again, and at the same time he launched an attack on Feng Feiyun.
The power of these three giants suppressed the grass and trees into powder, crushed and cracked the boulders, and blazing flames broke out on the ground, which was particularly scary.
But all three of them were blocked by a ball of flame!
The man whose whole body was covered in flames fought with three half-step giants, flew up into the clouds, and shot into the sky.
Feng Feiyun knew that time was urgent, and with a movement of his body, he disappeared from the top of Xichen Peak and appeared under the holy monument. At the same time, the holy monument was filled with brilliance, and the four ancient characters "Nalan Hongtao" flowed out
The dazzling light turned into that tall and majestic figure.
All the monks were fully focused at this moment. Although many people did not want Feng Feiyun to defeat Nalan Hongtao, there was a trace of expectation in their hearts. After all, everyone wanted to witness the birth of history.
Feng Feiyun stood on the lake, his mood was as calm as water, his eyes were sharp, and he had an invincible self-confidence.
However, he did not rush to take action. He secretly accumulated strength and increased his fighting spirit. When fighting an opponent like Nalan Hongtao, he had to reach his peak state. If there was a slight mistake, he would be defeated or even life or death.
"boom!"
Feng Feiyun was the first to take action, without any bells and whistles, just the strongest attack. All methods were launched almost at the same time. The torrent of spells covered the entire holy lake.
Nalan Hongtao's brand also exerted the strongest power.
As soon as the war started, it had already entered a fever pitch. Everything was a collision of the strongest forces. There was no need for even a tentative confrontation. What they wanted now was victory or defeat.
Although the confrontation between the half-step giants was more terrifying and spectacular, all the monks now paid attention to the center of the holy lake.
The water waves in the holy lake turned into ice and were refined into water vapor.
"Can Feng Feiyun defeat Nalan Hongtao, who is at the same level?" Everyone did not dare to blink, for fear that if they blinked, they would miss the most exciting battle.
"Break it!" Feng Feiyun roared loudly, coming from the center of the holy lake.
"Chichi!"
A tearing force burst out, and the white dazzling light could blind people's eyes.
Nalan Hongtao's figure finally shattered into pieces, just like the huge statue was broken by someone, with cracks tearing his body apart and disappearing into thin air.
On the holy monument, the vigorous and powerful name began to become blurred, the traces became lighter, and finally disappeared on the holy monument.
"Feng... Feng... Feng Feiyun was able to defeat Nalan Hongtao, and defeated a mythical figure in the same realm." Although many people had a premonition that it would happen, when it actually happened, they were all excited.
Have to tremble.
After all, the meaning behind this is too great, and the shock is no less than that of the god in one's heart being knocked down.
"As long as Feng Feiyun carves his name on the holy monument, he will be favored by the fate of the holy monument and become the supreme hero of this era. He is the protagonist of this era and no one can compare with him."
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The Holy Monument is thirty-three feet high, like a hill, with a protective light package on the outside. If the mark of the sages on the Holy Monument cannot be defeated, even the giant can't break through the protective light.
Standing under the holy monument, what Feng Feiyun was thinking about was not to carve his own name on the holy monument. In his opinion, there was always a feeling of erecting a monument for himself.
What he cares more about is the connection between the lines on the top of the holy monument and the ancient altar on the top of Banda Mountain.
The patterns on the top of the holy monument cannot be seen clearly from high places and are blocked by the protective light. Perhaps you can find some clues by walking into the protective light.
"Boom!"
Above the protective light of the holy monument, a crack suddenly opened, like a narrow portal that had just opened and then immediately closed again.
We must rush in before the holy monument closes!
Just as Feng Feiyun was about to break in, suddenly a sharp wind-breaking body came from behind. The speed was simply too fast. Even though Feng Feiyun used his reincarnation speed, he was still almost crushed.
"boom!"
A golden ray of light passed by Feng Feiyun, knocking Feng Feiyun flying dozens of feet away.
It's an ancient chariot! No, it's an eight-part dragon chariot.
"Feng Feiyun, do you think that this princess will be so kind to help you, but she is just using you. So what if you defeat Nalan Hongtao? She is just making a wedding dress for me."
Princess Luofu drove eight dragon chariots, drove away eight golden dragon souls, and rushed into the protective light of the holy monument in an instant.
In the world, only the Eight Dragon Chariots are so fast. They can cross the entire Jin Dynasty in one day. Even the giants cannot catch up with the Eight Dragon Chariots. It is precisely because of this that Luofu
Only the princess could seize the opportunity and break in during the split second when the protective light was turned on.
"Damn it, you bitch, you're not married, yet you dare to wear my wedding dress." Feng Feiyun was so angry that his blood boiled, and his figure moved. The moment before the lake light split and closed, he was in danger again and again.
broke in.
From the perspective of the monks outside, after breaking into the protective light of the holy monument, the eight dragon chariots and Feng Feiyun disappeared, and their figures could not be seen at all.
"Princess Luofu is very scheming. As long as the protective light of the holy monument is turned on, she can control eight dragon chariots and break in first. She is not just taking advantage of Feng Feiyun, she is taking advantage of all the monks present.
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"She wants to leave her name on the holy monument. With the blessing of the holy monument, it will be more logical for her to ascend to the position of empress in the future."
"It's a pity that Feng Feiyun fought tooth and nail to defeat Nalan Hongtao, but ended up making a wedding dress for someone else."
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All the monks on the side of the holy lake gathered around and stood on the side of the holy lake, looking at the holy stele in the center of the lake, waiting for the result. Feng Feiyun and Princess Luofu both broke into the holy stele to protect the light.
, who can leave a name on the holy monument?
Princess Luofu broke in first, and since her cultivation is stronger than Feng Feiyun, her chances should be much greater.
Feng Feiyun broke into the protective light, and the holy monument in front of him was very different from the holy monument seen outside.
This is a du li field, a field belonging to the holy monument.
The holy stele, which was originally thirty-three feet high, has now become even more majestic. It is larger than a 10,000-meter-high mountain. It has an intimidating aura that naturally exudes, making people unable to help but kneel down to worship it.
worship.
This is simply a huge white mountain!
At different heights of the mountain, there is a figure suspended, with a white brilliance on his body, motionless, sacred and solemn. They are all the guardians of this mountain.
At the foot of the mountain, among the rocks, a boy with red lips and white teeth was suspended three feet high, like a fairy boy walking out of a painting. His body was illusive and his eyes were devoutly staring at the top of the mountain.
Feng Feiyun stared at this translucent figure with a heavy heart. He remembered that this was the gatekeeper in the early days of the Holy Monument's spiritual introduction, named "Ji Saleng".
The name Ji Salen left on the holy monument in the early days of spiritual introduction was once the supreme genius of the era.
But at this moment, his expression was not as arrogant as the one on the holy monument. Instead, he was suppressed by a force, making him look particularly humble.
Continuing to walk upward, it didn't take long before I met the collector of the middle stage of Lingyin. This was a little girl, younger than the little evil devil. She also left a name on the holy monument, named Hua Qing.
Yao.
Her expression was the same as Ji Salen's, facing the top of the mountain like a pilgrim, extremely humble.
Continuing upward, I met the gatekeepers at the peak of Ling Yin, the early stage of Immortal Root, the middle stage of Immortal Root, the peak stage of Immortal Root, the early stage of Divine Foundation, and the middle stage of Divine Foundation. Each one of them is a figure who shocked the past and the present. Their names are on the holy monument.
Immortal above, recorded in the annals of history.
But Feng Feiyun could not see a trace of spirit in them. Instead, they had the feeling of being tamed slaves. This feeling made Feng Feiyun feel a little incredible, but also a little scared and frightened.
No, definitely not, they are all the best in every realm, with their own arrogance and amazing talents. It is impossible for anyone to surrender to them all.
Feng Feiyun felt that he had misunderstood.
Continuing to move forward, at the foot of a cliff, I met the gatekeeper of the peak of Shenji, Long Jiangling.
This was the only female emperor since the beginning of the Shenjin Dynasty. She was invincible in an era. In that era, her holy power suppressed all the heroes and bowed down.
There may not be another person like the Empress in thousands of years.
Feng Feiyun saw the phantom of Long Jiangling, her body was translucent, standing at the foot of the cliff, motionless, without any pressure or imperial aura.
The eight-part dragon chariot also stopped beside the empress. Princess Luofu stood beside the empress with a dull expression, unable to accept the facts she saw in front of her.
Feng Feiyun also couldn't accept that the empress of a generation, who was such a figure that shocked the past and the present, was looking devoutly in the direction of the top of the mountain, giving the impression that she was about to kneel down.
Feng Feiyun stood not far below and said: "If you want to get the blessing of the Holy Monument, you always have to pay a price. How can a pie fall out of thin air in the sky?"
"What do you mean?" Princess Luofu wore a golden veil on her face, her starry eyes were full of majesty, and she was wearing a gorgeous golden robe. She was graceful and luxurious. Although she was only nineteen years old, she gave people a...
Time-tested sophistication.
"If you want to leave your name on the holy monument, you must leave a trace of your soul." Feng Feiyun said with solemn eyes.