The sharpness of the Tianmui weapon can cut through spiritual weapons. Even the magic city condensed with Dongfang Jingshui's magic roots cannot stop it. Each sword can cut through hundreds of roots on the demon city, but Dongfang Jingshui's Taoism is no trivial matter. The Immortal Holy Tree is planted between the eyebrows and is almost immortal.
This is a sacred technique above the "Tao Canon", and it is the top technique in the world.
Dongfang Jingshui was able to understand the "Holy Tree of Immortality" from a few incomplete pages of the first "Tao Canon". This understanding was comparable to that of an experienced Taoist who had practiced Taoism for hundreds of years.
The three-meter-high holy tree grows between his eyebrows. Its white trunk and green leaves continuously provide him with energy.
"puff."
Feng Feiyun once again broke through Dongfang Jingshui's defense, used the speed of reincarnation to fly behind him, and stabbed his body with a knife. A stream of crimson blood flowed out from the knife edge, and the knife directly penetrated Dongfang Jingshui's body. The spleen, because the blade was as wide as a door panel, was embedded in his body, as if it was split into two halves.
The Immortal Holy Tree once again burst out with a steady stream of vitality, repairing Dongfang Jingshui's body at a speed visible to the naked eye. A white brilliance rushed out from the wound, dazzling, and a huge force surged towards Feng Feiyun's body. The shock to his arm made his bones numb,
"Ouch."
Dongfang Jingshui let out a long roar, and spit out a black cloud from his mouth. There were countless electric lights intertwined in it, which hit Feng Feiyun like a sea of thunder.
The clothes on the surface of Feng Feiyun's body instantly turned into fly ash, revealing the golden armor underneath. This is a set of armor inherited by the god kings of the past dynasties. It is divided into seven pieces in total, a heart guard, two arm guards, and two Leggings, breastplate and plastron,
The God King's battle armor is made of "flame gold" and is unparalleled in strength. It has been passed down for more than six thousand years without damage.
Feng Feiyun was wearing battle armor, and his skin was reflected in gold, like a golden-armored warrior god. Beast souls were condensed in the veins of his body, and the roars of beasts could be heard from every pore, and his shins became extremely smooth. Through, like jade, he punched out, and a piece of alien beast war soul condensed into a torrent and flew out.
One punch punched out nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight alien beast war spirits. This power was simply earth-shattering. It had the power to shatter mountains and rivers and open up the world.
Dongfang Jingshui was also fighting like crazy. He stretched out his hands, condensed fairy clouds in one hand and held the demonic barrier in the other. The two clouds moved in his hands. He seemed to have turned into a god who dominated the heaven and earth.
"boom."
The two forces collided on the battle platform, erupting with a deafening sound that almost shattered the formation barriers around the battle platform. The giant guarding the battle platform quickly sacrificed a shield-shaped shield. The spiritual weapon, once again banned the battle platform,
At the same time, the formation barriers on all four sides of the battle platform were shattered by the violent shock wave. If the light of the spiritual weapon hadn't flowed down, blocking the scattered energy, I'm afraid there would have been some people watching the battle under the battle platform. Died due to the impact,
The third uncle of the Silver Hook Clan wiped the sweat on his forehead and said, "They are two fierce brats. How come I wasn't so strong when I was young."
This is no longer like a confrontation between the younger generation, but comparable to the life-and-death struggle of the giants in the world of immortality.
Feng Feiyun mobilized the battle souls of more than nine thousand alien beasts, merged them into one, condensed them into his fists, and faced off against Dongfang Jingshui. Every punch he fired had the power to split the heavens and the earth.
Among the younger generation, Dongfang Jingshui is famous for his absolute attack power, and can kill a young king with one slap, while Feng Feiyun is famous for his speed, but at this moment, he is exploiting his weaknesses and avoiding his strengths, not taking advantage of his own advantages. The absolute speed of the attack led to a head-on confrontation with Dongfang Jingshui. Many people thought he was crazy.
"Boom."
A series of attack waves, all the most violent duels, caused the battle platform to shake constantly, and cracks appeared in some places. This is a battle platform cast of jade and molten iron, with tens of thousands of talismans placed inside, but at this moment However, it endured fierce attacks from unknown two people and was in danger of breaking apart.
"Feng Feiyun is at a lower level than Dongfang Jingshui after all. Although he is physically strong, if he goes head-to-head with Dongfang Jingshui, he is likely to lose early." An old man holding a feather fan sighed softly,
The Tiansuan scholar's eyes were bright, and he held the opposite opinion, saying: "Feng Feiyun's power comes from his powerful body, and his endurance is stronger, while Dongfang Jingshui's power comes from magical powers, which requires a huge amount of energy. As the basis, Zifu's spiritual energy will be consumed very quickly. The reason why Feng Feiyun went head-to-head with Dongfang Jingshui may be because he wanted to use up the Zifu's spiritual energy in his body. Once the spiritual energy is exhausted, then the combat effectiveness will naturally be disintegrated."
The old man shook his head and said: "When your cultivation has reached the level of Dongfang Jingshui, the Zifu Dantian is like an ocean. Even if it stores tens of millions of Zifu spiritual energy, it is still small. When 360 life points are opened, it will Like the three hundred and sixty sacred rivers, it can continuously introduce the spiritual energy between heaven and earth into the body and replenish the spiritual energy."
The scholar of Tiansuan said: "But Dongfang Jingshui uses the magical power of both Taoist and Demonic cultivators. It can exert a combat power that is ten times higher than that of monks of the same realm. At the same time, it consumes ten times the spiritual energy of the Zifu than ordinary people."
The fighting power of Dongfang Jingshui is indeed so powerful and endless that it shakes the air as if it has turned into molten iron. When it hits a person's body, it can break menstruation and bones. How can an ordinary person withstand nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight? The power of the Taoist beast war soul, but he can, the magical power and magic power he exerts are astonishing, and the power reaches the strength of a dragon and tiger with seven and a half heads.
The power of the seven-headed dragon and tiger is already that of a half-step giant, and he is only at the fifth level of destiny and can fight seven and a half heads.
"Feng Feiyun, you want to use your power to drain my spiritual energy. This is a very unwise act. To tell you the truth, I have the Immortal Holy Tree and my power is endless. Even if I fight for a month, I will not You will feel tired." Dongfang Jingshui roared loudly, the world trembled, and fist shadows as big as eighteen hills blasted out,
Ordinary monks with the fifth level of destiny, if they fight with all their strength, they must recover their energy while fighting, otherwise a large amount of spiritual energy in their bodies will be lost after a thousand moves, affecting their combat effectiveness. However, Dongfang Jingshui, a madman, used Taoist magical powers at the same time. He Momen's magic power consumes ten times that of ordinary people, but he doesn't feel the consumption at all. The palace in Zifu is more than a hundred times larger than ordinary people, like a purple ocean.
This is the power of an epic-level genius. There is no need to worry about exhaustion.
Feng Feiyun smiled and said: "You didn't say you would defeat me with eighty moves. We have fought so many moves now, I'm afraid it's already thousands of moves."
The two of them had extremely high cultivation levels. They had already exchanged more than a thousand moves in just a quarter of an hour. The fight was earth-shattering. Not many monks could see their figures. Many people could only hear a series of loud noises.
"Then let me show you my true supreme magical power, and let you defeat me happily." Dongfang Jingshui looked solemn, and stood upright. A demonic figure burst out from his heart, with a ferocious shape, dark body, and dozens of people. meters high,
This is a black shadow, domineering and majestic. Feng Feiyun stands in front of it, like a little ant,
"Bang."
The black demonic figure stretched out its hand and shot out a huge handprint, directly flying Feng Feiyun away. Its power was so powerful that it had already reached the power of an eight-headed dragon and tiger.
You must know that the power of a nine-headed dragon and tiger is the power of a giant. Although there is only a numerical difference between the power of a seven-headed dragon and a tiger and the power of an eight-headed dragon and tiger, the difference in power is calculated in geometric times.
The power of the eight-headed dragon and tiger is already considered strong among the half-step giants.
"Oh my God, Dongfang Jingshui has actually cultivated into a demon species." The master of an immortal sect immediately slapped the case and stood up, extremely shocked.
"Demon seeds" are something more powerful than magic roots. Even in ancient times, few people in the demon sect could cultivate a demon seed. Once those who cultivated a demon seed would be directly sealed, The next generation of Demon Sect Master,
Although the demon species cultivated by Dongfang Jingshui is just a shadow and looks very illusory, everyone believes that as long as he is given a hundred years, he will be able to cultivate a real demon species, and may even re-establish a new demon sect.
"Devil Seed" and "Holy Tree" appeared together. What a huge amount of luck and understanding to successfully cultivate these two unparalleled magical powers.
Many of the immortal sect bosses looked at each other and felt the pressure was huge. Dongfang Jingshui would definitely grow into the super overlord of the Shenjin Dynasty in the future. It is estimated that no one in the younger generation could compete with him.
The huge demonic shadow took action again, and a surging force suppressed it. Feng Feiyun stood on the battle platform. There was an ancient bronze ship floating in his dantian, merging with the speed of reincarnation. In this one When the huge demonic hand touched the body, it actively floated down towards the battlefield,
But to others, it looked like he was blown away by the demonic shadow. He vomited blood from his mouth and fell down from the fighting platform.
Feng Feiyun fell off the platform, wiped the blood on his lips with his sleeve, and said: "Dongfang Jingshui, I didn't expect that you actually cultivated a demon seed. I am so convinced by the defeat, huh, let's just say goodbye."
Feng Feiyun's face was pale, as if he was seriously injured, and he quickly walked away.
Although he said that he was completely convinced of his defeat, everyone present could hear that he was not convinced at all.
Dongfang Jingshui stood on the battlefield without any sense of joy. He stared at Feng Feiyun's quickly leaving back, feeling that something was wrong.
At the end of this battle, Dongfang Jingshui won. Although Feng Feiyun was defeated miserably, no one underestimated him. After all, Dongfang Jingshui not only cultivated the "Immortal Sacred Tree", but also cultivated the "Devil Seed". With the combination of these two magical powers, the younger generation is almost invincible, and even the older generation can already rule the roost.
The second battle begins, it is "Prince Hongye" versus "Tiandao Ancient House".
Feng Feiyun left very quickly. When he reached a deserted place, the color on his face quickly recovered. He didn't look like an injured person at all. His body turned into a line of blue smoke and passed through the palaces of the imperial city. Rushing towards the imperial palace,
On the battlefield just now, he clearly looked at what Long Qingyang was whispering into Longshenya's ear, and then Longshenya left in a hurry. Not long after, Dazai Beiming Moshou also left quietly.
Feng Feiyun felt uneasy in his heart, so he pretended to be defeated in the hands of Dongfang Jingshui. Otherwise, even if Dongfang Jingshui cultivated the holy tree and demon seed, it would not be easy to defeat Feng Feiyun. In any matter, we have to wait at least one hundred thousand moves before we can determine the outcome.
Moreover, Feng Feiyun owns an ancient bronze ship. If there is a real battle, the outcome will be unknown.
"It seems that Long Qingyang has told Longshenya about the edict. We must rush to the imperial palace as soon as possible. If they get the edict first, then everything will be too late." Feng Feiyun was faster and soon When I arrived outside the imperial palace, I saw the palace gate wide open, with four powerful and unfamiliar warriors guarding the gate.