The earth in this ancient city is shaking, sections of ancient city walls are collapsing, wooden houses and castles are in ruins, and the fluctuations of spiritual weapons are making the sky pale.
The Eight Formations of Taiqing hold five spiritual weapons, which are dazzling and dazzling. They compete with the black holy monument, and there is a feeling of counterattack and suppression.
Feng Feiyun stood in the sky, stepped on the black holy monument, and pressed his palm on the black holy monument. More than 8,000 alien beast war spirits shot out from his palm. The leading one was the one with the blood of the ancient holy beast.
Jin Ni, hundreds of meters tall, has a lion head and a half-dragon body, and his whole body bursts with golden light.
More than 8,000 alien beast war souls blasted onto the black holy monument, just like the stars falling from the sky. The black holy monument crashed down with overwhelming force, destroying the Eight Formations of the Taiqing Dynasty.
To be crushed.
Although the five spiritual weapons were powerful, they were still no match for the black holy monument. They were knocked down from the sky and their brilliance dimmed.
Ling Donglai waved his hand and took back the five spiritual weapons. His body turned into a flowing cloud of green light, like a green lotus. In an instant, he flew dozens of miles away. His eyes shrank and he thought to himself, Feng Feiyun
Although he was infected by the rotten blood of the King of Hell, he was actually the first level of destiny and had not lost much of his cultivation. If he fought with him now, he would be at a huge disadvantage.
Ling Donglai's eyes changed, thinking about something.
"boom!"
The black holy monument made a pit more than ten meters deep on the ground. Countless cracks spread from the pit, leaving half of the ancient city covered with cracks.
This black holy monument is Feng Feiyun's natal magical weapon, the "Echoing Platform".
Feng Feiyun put away more than 8,000 alien beast war souls with a move of his sleeves. He stretched out a hand and gently held the ascension platform. There was a white spiritual light covering his body, but it was concealed.
Without that pale face, "Your speed has become faster."
"Feng Feiyun, while you have made progress in the past two years, I have also made progress. I know that you are fast, so I also practiced a Taoist move called 'Sanqing Shengxiao', which combines the three Taoisms.
Understanding what is said is enough to chase the stars and the moon." Ling Donglai stepped on the Qi of the Three Pure Ones and put his hands on his back, showing his outstanding heroic appearance and the demeanor of an unparalleled hero.
"I want to see if your 'Three Pure Sky' is as fast as my 'Reincarnation Speed'." Feng Feiyun said.
Ling Donglai did not step forward, but retreated calmly. As he retreated, he said loudly: "Miss Ji, Feng Feiyun has already come out of the Wanxiang Tower. I will leave this sick seedling to you to take care of. I have
It’s important to take the first step.”
Ling Donglai smiled slightly, stepped on the Qi of Sanqing, and a fairy river appeared under his feet. He stepped on the river floatingly, walking calmly, but very fast. After taking the third step, he had disappeared into the sky.
The end.
He wanted to borrow Ji Cangyue's hand to digest Feng Feiyun.
After Ling Donglai left, Feng Feiyun landed on the pale yellow ancient car, his body swaying a little, and his face became even more ugly, as white as paper.
"Ahem!"
????Feng Feiyun condensed the Zifu spiritual energy with his hands to suppress the mark of the King of Hell on his chest, but it had no effect at all. The mark of the King of Hell spread even more fiercely.
???"My life will be shortened by another month." Feng Feiyun said to himself, and then started coughing again.
??Half of the ancient city was destroyed, but there was still a woman drinking among the rocks. A table, a chair, a pot, and a cup were all intact, not even a speck of dust.
??The wine glass was placed on the table.
???Da da!
??This graceful and charming woman walked slowly. She carried aura and evil energy with her. Her black robe rustled in the autumn wind, and her eyes were so enchanting that people couldn't help but step back.
Ji Cangyue!
? Feng Feiyun stared at the woman walking over step by step, without the slightest surprise. He had already known that she was sitting at the end of the street drinking. He only had a wry smile on his face and said: "It's true that everyone is pushing against the wall. Ahem, you have to be there too."
Take action at this time?"
??"What do you think?" Ji Cangyue was still so cold and ruthless.
???She stepped on the gravel and walked over step by step. The evil spirit shrouded her body, and she even wore a big black cloak on her head.
???He walked until he was in front of Feng Feiyun, only two steps away, and then he slightly raised his head and looked at Feng Feiyun. There was an incomprehensible look in those beautiful eyes, followed by a sarcastic look.
Said: "Look at how cowardly you are now, I am really disappointed."
???Feng Feiyun could no longer stand on his feet. He sat directly on the yellow copper cart and panted. Blood coughed out from his mouth. He supported the shaft of the cart with one hand and said weakly: "See
Are you happy with how I am now?"
Ji Cangyue sneered and said: "Of course I hope your life is worse than death. This is retribution, this is retribution..." Her voice changed and she said angrily: "But you are already so weak and you are still living in this world.
what?"
???"The worse I get, the more shame you will feel." Feng Feiyun said with a smile.
Ji Cangyue's cold face was even more angry, and she walked directly towards Feng Feiyun.
??"stop!"
Feng Feiyun smiled and said: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, I got the rotten blood of the King of Hell. Anyone who dares to get too close to me will encounter disaster."
???Ji Cangyue paused slightly, but only for a moment, then walked over again, placing a hand on Feng Feiyun's wrist, with the blood of a natural spirit person overflowing in his hand, towards Feng Fei
Penetrating into Yun's wrist.
???Blood light burst out, and the blood was like a spiritual flower, carrying a special fragrance.
???Feng Feiyun didn’t counterattack, since they were all already destined to die anyway, so what else was there to be afraid of?
She wanted to test whether Feng Feiyun had really been poisoned by the King of Hell's rotten blood. After all, Feng Feiyun's words were indeed not very credible, but this time it was true.
??"boom!"
???The Mark of the King of Hell corroded the blood of the born soul and turned it into black poisonous blood. Just a drop of it on the ground corroded the gravel into a black mirror.
????"It is indeed the rotten blood of the King of Hell... Feng Feiyun, you are dead this time, even the gods can't save you."
Ji Cangyue's eyes were filled with brilliance, and she took two steps back slightly, staring at Feng Feiyun closely, biting her teeth tightly, hoping for countless times in her mind that the man in front of her would not end well and die.
There was no complete corpse, but when it was confirmed that he had really been poisoned by the rotten blood of the King of Hell, I felt an inexplicable loss in my heart.
Is it because he didn't die by his own hands?
Or do you mean that there is still a trace of Murong Tuo in your heart?
Feng Feiyun saw something strange in Ji Cangyue's eyes and said, "Do you know the origin of the King of Hell's rotten blood?"
"Seeing that you won't live long, it's okay to tell you. The rotten blood of the King of Hell was collected by a sage from the Ziming Corpse Cave from the body of a corpse dug out from the bottom of the Yuhua Tomb. Rumor has it that this
The corpse evil is so weird that even a monk at the level of Ju Qing can only collect three drops of rotten blood from the corpse. If there is one more drop, Ju Qing will die on the spot."
"Moreover, all the monks who collected rotten blood did not end up well in the end. They all died within ten years. This has simply become a curse."
"This evil corpse is called the King of Hell, the King of Hell who seeks life."
Feng Feiyun asked: "Then this corpse is still in the Ziming Corpse Cave?"
Ji Cangyue shook her head and said: "More than 1,800 years ago, a giant several hundred meters tall broke into the Ziming Corpse Cave. Like a general descending from heaven, he carried the King of Hell away."
"How can there be giants hundreds of meters high in the world?" Feng Feiyun was well-informed, but he had never heard of giants hundreds of meters high.
"But it's just a rumor, I don't believe it either..." Ji Cangyue stared at Feng Feiyun deeply, as if she wanted to say something.
Suddenly, there were four sharp blasts of wind.
"Whoosh! Whoosh..."
Four gray-haired old men flew up from the sky, all wearing black robes, with fierce light around their bodies and piercing eyes. They landed directly on Feng Feiyun's four directions, trapping him in the center.
Feng Feiyun sat on the ancient car and stared at the four uninvited guests. Just from the black robes they wore, he could already tell that they were from the Seventh Hall of Senluo Hall, and their status was very high.
The black robes they wore were printed with marigold flowers, which was the symbol of the Seventh Hall.
Feng Feiyun laughed dryly and said: "There are quite a few people who want my life today. Didn't the seniors hear the order from the God King?"
Feng Feiyun had long expected that after leaving the Vientiane Tower, there would be countless killings and calamities, but he did not expect that the older generation's cultivation would ignore the order of the God King and kill him.
One of them, an old man with a very high forehead who looked like a longevity star, said gloomily: "We are not interested in a mortal man, let alone offend the God King. We just want to borrow something from you."
"What?" Feng Feiyun asked.
"We only need a bowl of the demon's blood that can refine the Jiu Jiu Gua Pao. You can use it yourself! Don't force us to do it." Another old man with tall cheekbones said.
The Jiu Jiu Gua robe is the only thing left to him by Feng Feiyun's mother. It possesses huge demonic power and is now suppressed in the family ancestral hall by several ancestors of the Feng family. Only the demonic blood in his body can
Completely refine the Jiu Jiu Gua robe.
Feng Feiyun's eyes twitched and his face changed slightly.
…
Eight hundred miles away.
A soldier of the Shenwu Army rode back quickly on a large insect lin, fell from the sky, and knelt down in front of the camp.
"Report, general, the two deputy palace masters of the Seventh Hall of the Senluo Palace, leading six giants, sixteen supreme elders, and 80,000 black-robed Senluo, are heading south to besiege the Feng Family of Nantai Prefecture."
Ling Donglai stood on a battle platform, his eyes filled with spiritual light, looking in the direction of the ancient city, thinking that there would be a big battle between Feng Feiyun and Ji Cangyue, but after waiting for an hour, there was no movement at all.
Instead, this news came.
"The Seventh Hall of Senluo Hall is really a big deal!" Ling Donglai frowned slightly. Without absolute benefits, how could these evil sect people make such a big move? "Is the Feng family very rich? I can't see it," he said.
.Are you sure you are from the Seventh Hall of Senluo Hall?"
"Wherever they go, all the boys with the Feng surname are headless and all the women with the Feng surname are turned into prostitutes. This is definitely the style of doing things in the Senluo Palace." The Shenwu Army officer replied.
Ling Donglai touched his chin gently and said with a smile: "Now we have a good show! Sure enough, it starts from Nantai Mansion. From today on, the Shenjin Dynasty will usher in the most chaotic era in the world.