A strange sound came out of the yellow stone coffin, like the cry of a demon from hell,
Feng Feiyun's body was leaning against the back of the yellow stone coffin. Hearing that sound, his whole body became cold and his spine seemed to be frozen.
Could it be that... there are still living people in this ancient sarcophagus?
Feng Feiyun's entire body was stuck to the coffin wall, unable to move. His flesh and blood seemed to be melted. Vaguely, he felt as if his body was being pulled into the yellow stone coffin by an invisible force. Here he was. At that moment, endless death energy rushed out from the backbone of the King of Hell on Feng Feiyun’s back,
This death energy rushed out from the depths of the bone marrow, making Feng Feiyun's spine seem to turn into a black dragon. Deep in the bone marrow of the spine, a hoarse and sinister roar broke out, and Feng Feiyun was instantly blown away. The yellow stone coffin in Yun's hand was so shaken that he calmed down.
Feng Feiyun's whole body was full of intelligence. His body that was already semi-numb recovered in an instant. Just now, he clearly felt the tyrannical aura that burst out from the spine of the King of Hell.
Feng Feiyun used to think that if "King of Hell" was still alive, his cultivation would be at the peak of Nirvana at most, but now he doesn't think so anymore.
The power of the Yama's spine that he used before was only a superficial force, but just now, there was clearly a huge aura deep in the bone marrow of the Yama's spine. It only appeared for a moment, and then retreated like a tide.
The King of Hell must have been an extremely strong man in the distant past. Although he turned into a rotten corpse and even his body was torn apart by several major forces, he did not seem to be completely dead. There was still a trace of breath hidden deep in his spine. place,
With the enemy in front of him, Feng Feiyun had no time to continue thinking about the origin of the King of Hell. It was really thrilling just now. He was almost dragged into the coffin by the force in the yellow stone coffin. Fortunately, he was frightened by the breath of the King of Hell. I saved my life by going back.
He quickly placed the yellow stone coffin on the ground. The gap in the coffin was a finger wide, and a faint yellow mist rushed out from inside. There were a lot of blood stains on the walls of the coffin around the gap, and a pile of fallen iron lins. ,
The corpse king covered with iron lin was nowhere to be found.
"Could it be that the corpse king was dragged in by something in the yellow stone coffin?"
Feng Feiyun thought of what he had just experienced, so he became more sure of what he was thinking. He quickly closed the lid of the yellow stone coffin carefully, and then put it into the world spirit stone. Before reaching the realm, Feng Feiyun did not dare to open it again, lest it backfire on him.
This is an evil coffin. It is definitely not as simple as what Wo Longsheng said. There may not necessarily be a half-dead person lying in it.
Feng Feiyun's mind swept away and found that Butian was running away and had already fled to the ground. Apparently he had just been frightened by the aura in the yellow stone coffin. He was lucky enough to escape because he was far away.
Feng Feiyun did not continue to pursue him. After all, Butian was also a late-stage cultivation of a half-step giant. Although he was scared away by the power in the yellow stone coffin, with Feng Feiyun's current cultivation level, he wanted to compete with him. It’s still very difficult,
"Let's break through the realm first."
Feng Feiyun sat cross-legged in Zixia's spiritual veins. The Heavenly Essence Soldier's courage turned into a rain of swords, guarding around his body. He held the spirit beast's core in both hands and began to sprint towards the fifth level of destiny.
Butian panicked and finally escaped from the cliff and rushed out of the miasma. His heart still couldn't calm down. The moment the Huangshi coffin was opened, although he was far away, he still felt a huge force coming from him. Pull him into the coffin. If he hadn't escaped quickly, I'm afraid he would have been dragged into the coffin together with the corpse king at this moment.
When everyone saw Butian escaping from the bottom of the cliff, they all wanted to know the outcome of the battle and surrounded him.
"Master, where is our wife now?" Beiming Gong was very nervous, and he was the first to fly to Butian's side.
It was naturally impossible for Butian to tell him that the woman in black robe was suppressed underground by him. He did not know whether she was alive or dead. He just said in a cold voice: "Your wife has died in Feng Feiyun's hands."
Everyone was in an uproar,
Hearing this, Bei Minggong's expression changed and he said: "This is impossible, our wife has the seventh level of destiny, Feng Feiyun is the fourth level of destiny, even if his physique is the best in the world, There is no way he can be our lady’s opponent.”
Butian stood on the edge of the cliff, pointing to the distant peaks that sank into the ground. The landscape of the mountains in the distance had undergone tremendous changes, and said: "Feng Feiyun is full of tricks and cunning, and he is extremely cunning. He has practiced the treasure hunting technique and can mobilize the general trend of mountains and rivers. He used conspiracy to lure your wife into the trap he set, and then used the treasure hunting technique to cause the earth to collapse and crush your wife to death underground."
"If I hadn't escaped quickly, I might have died underground. Even if I escaped, the Corpse King would die on my behalf. Feng Feiyun is simply a scourge. If he is allowed to grow up and reach the level of a giant, In this realm, many people must be unlucky."
Even the Corpse King is dead,
Everyone believed what Butian said even more, and many people's faces changed wildly.
Feng Feiyun can kill giants and corpse kings with his fourth level of destiny. This is simply going against the will of heaven.
Many people nodded, "Feng Feiyun is indeed very cunning. Even the leader of Beiming Clan, who is famous for his wisdom and scheming, died in his hands. It is reasonable to be able to trick a giant to death." middle."
Butian added: "There is a Zixia spiritual vein underground, and he is currently breaking through the realm in the spiritual vein. If he is allowed to break through to the fifth level of destiny, with his murderous character, I am afraid that no one here will be able to survive. "
"He can't break through the realm anymore." Beiming Gong's face turned even uglier. He led a group of strong men from the Beiming Clan and rushed down to the bottom of the cliff to fight Feng Feiyun to the death.
An unnoticed smile appeared on Butian's lips,
"There really is a Zixia spiritual vein under the ground." A strong man whose cultivation had reached the realm of a half-step giant asked,
Butian said: "It's half true."
After saying this, more than ten figures flew down the cliff,
In Zixia's spiritual veins, purple spiritual energy surged rapidly, gathering into a whirlpool and rushing towards Feng Feiyun's body. The spiritual energy in the Dantian gradually reached saturation, and he was only one step away from breaking through the fifth level of destiny. One step difference,
A flying sword flew from the purple ocean of spiritual energy, with a brilliant glow, and the sword energy was like a fierce bird,
"Feng Feiyun, take your life."
At the critical moment when Feng Feiyun was breaking through, he couldn't fight with all his strength, so he could only beat Miao Gui out with his fingers. The power of the third-grade spiritual weapon burst out, and the five divine pictures condensed on it, like five vast worlds. , blocked that flying sword,
Beiming Gong was the first to arrive and took the flying sword into his hand. He saw Feng Feiyun sitting in the purple ocean of spiritual energy, but did not see Beiming Divine Concubine, so he fired the flying sword again, and the sword energy became stronger. More than three times, it penetrated the defense of one of the divine pictures,
Beiminggong is in the middle stage of a half-step giant. In terms of its own combat power, it is even higher than Butian.
Feng Feiyun sat cross-legged, moving with the air, and quickly retreated. At this moment, he could only use a trace of consciousness to control Miao Gui's fingers, passive defense,
There is nothing we can do about this. We can only take a gamble. If we can break through the realm before Beiming Gong enters the defensive circle, then Feng Feiyun will be able to take the absolute initiative and turn against the guests.
"Swish, swish."
More than a dozen disciples of the Beiming Clan with good cultivation entered Zixia's spiritual veins and launched an attack on Feng Feiyun at the same time.
A ray of sword energy penetrated Miao Gui's defense and flew past Feng Feiyun's neck, leaving a small blood mark on his neck.
This is because Feng Feiyun's physical body is powerful, so only a small blood mark is left. Otherwise, the power contained in this sword energy can cut off his neck.
"Sure enough, there is a Zixia spiritual vein. This is a strange spiritual vein. If this news is spread, I am afraid that many super immortal sects will be attracted to it."
"This news will definitely fetch a big price."
More and more people are breaking into Zixia's spiritual veins,
"Puff."
Two purple killing lights flew in, killing the two monks who had just said they wanted to spread the news about Zixia's spiritual veins. The two men lay dead in the spiritual veins, and something unknown pierced their bodies. heart,
No one could see clearly who made the move just now.
The death of two people immediately caused panic. A monk said: "I seem to see those two killing lights coming from the void..."
Before the monk could finish his words, his heart was pierced by a killing light that came from nowhere. His voice stopped abruptly and he fell into his spiritual veins.
These monks were all shocked, knowing that this Zixia spiritual vein probably already had an owner, and its owner was an extraordinary person.
They knew something they shouldn't know, and it would be difficult for them to leave here alive today. They all felt extremely regretful at this moment.
Only the monks from Beiming Clan were still attacking Feng Feiyun, forcing Feng Feiyun into a corner.
"Use all your strength to kill Feng Feiyun before he breaks through." Beiming Gong's face became ferocious.
Suddenly, there was a loud explosion in the entire Zixia spiritual vein, and with Feng Feiyun as the center, an overwhelming wave of air rushed out. Except for Beiming Gong, who could barely resist, all the other monks in the Beiming clan were shocked. rushed out,
"Ouch."
There was a long roar, and all the beasts roared together,
Before Bei Minggong's body could stand still, he only saw a purple shirt flying towards him. The next moment, his head had been blown open, and a fountain of blood rushed out from his neck, which was extremely gorgeous.
Feng Feiyun threw Bei Minggong's body away. The purple energy in his dantian was like a purple ocean, and the sound of roaring waves erupted.
It has reached the fifth level of destiny,
He glanced at the scene with a pair of slightly evil eyes, and ten thousand alien beast war spirits rushed out from his body. Each alien beast war soul was covered with a faint purple light, and the alien beast war souls were covered with a layer of light. Becoming more ferocious, in just an instant, the more than ten disciples of the Beiming Clan were all killed by the alien beast war spirits. Their corpses were spread out and scattered all over the ground.
Feng Feiyun took back the 10,000 alien beast war souls into his body, took a deep breath, and calmed down again. He looked at the collapsed soil in the distance, and Beiming Divine Concubine was I don't know if he's dead or not, even if he's pressed down there.