Wu Qinghua was very dissatisfied with Feng Feiyun. The dignified Buddha was stripped naked by this big devil and almost lost his virginity in the Buddhist hall. Not long ago, the "Golden Silkworm Sutra" fell into Feng Feiyun's possession. In her hands, Wu Qinghua's first reaction was that Feng Feiyun was responsible for the theft of the Beast Taming House, and the pregnant woman must have been caused by Feng Feiyun.
Later, detailed information was sent back to Yushou Zhai. It turned out that the real "Golden Silkworm Sutra" fell into the hands of Feng Feiyun, not the bone copy of Yushou Zhai. Although the doubts in his heart were solved, the wizard However, Qinghua hated Feng Feiyun even more. The Golden Silkworm Sutra was a Buddhist holy book. How could it fall into the hands of a demon? She decided to capture Feng Feiyun herself and force him to hand over the Golden Silkworm Sutra.
It can be said that the group of female nuns in the Yushou Zhai came here for the "Golden Silkworm Sutra" and not for the treasures of the demon clan and gods.
However, at this moment, the third leader of the Heavenly Witch Division was asking, so she did not take action for the time being, watching from a distance and waiting for the result.
On the top of the mountain range, there was vast amounts of ice and snow. Feng Feiyun stood on the ice and said with a smile: "Everyone in the world knows it, so why don't I know how long and where the "Golden Silkworm Sutra" was born? How recently? For several months, I have been in a hundred thousand rivers and mountains, cut off from outside news, and I really don’t know how the Golden Silkworm Sutra came out."
The whole world knows that Feng Feiyun entered Shiwanheshan, but no one is really sure that he went to Yuhua Cemetery to take away the "Golden Silkworm Sutra".
Shi Zhenxiang's intelligence was not very high. When Feng Feiyun asked him a few words, he was immediately speechless, his face turned blue, his lips moved, and his hands squeezed tightly.
"Buddha, I think the "Golden Silkworm Sutra" has not fallen into the hands of the demon's son. After all, our Beast Taming House has a close relationship with him. Do you want to help him when the time comes?" Chan Ling'er said to Feng Feiyun. She was quite fond of him and said a good word for him. She could see that Shi Zhenxiang's cultivation was very powerful and his aura was extremely strong. He was obviously a giant-level man. If no one helped Feng Feiyun, then Feng Fei would Yun will probably die in Shi Zhenxiang's hands.
Chi Yao was very dissatisfied with Feng Feiyun. They fell into the hands of the evil man from Senluo Palace that day. Feng Feiyun, the evil man, even teased her and touched her breasts several times. His beautiful eyes became cold and he said: "It's best if you die. If you die, there will be less harm in the world."
Chi Yao and Chan Ling'er are both the most outstanding young ladies of the younger generation of the Beast Yuzhai. This time they came out to practice with several Buddhas.
Wu Qinghua naturally disliked Feng Feiyun, with straight eyebrows and a cold face, she said: "Ling'er, you'd better not have a good impression of a demon like Feng Feiyun, don't think he has a good skin. But his heart is very dirty, Nalan Xuejian was made extremely miserable by him, huh."
Thinking of what happened to Nalan Xuejian, Chan Ling'er also sighed and said nothing.
Chi Yao was wearing white Buddhist robes, like a flawless spiritual plant, staring at the devil Feng Feiyun, thinking about him being severely beaten by Shi Zhenxiang, and a faint smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth.
Not only these resentful nuns from the Beast Controlling Studio, but also many people present had the mentality of watching a good show. In their view, Feng Feiyun was still young after all, only in his early twenties, and could not be the son of a giant. Opponent, even if he had a brilliant record, no one believed that was his true strength.
"Whether the "Golden Silkworm Sutra" is in your possession or not, we won't know until you collect it." Shi Zhenxiang said coldly.
Feng Feiyun's face suddenly turned cold, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he said: "Whatever your identity is, how dare you come to take possession of me."
Luo Yuer's grandfather died in the hands of Shi Zhenxiang. Feng Feiyun promised her to avenge her. Even if Shi Zhenxiang didn't take the initiative, Feng Feiyun would take the initiative to find him.
"You dare not let me back away, maybe the Golden Silkworm Sutra is really on you." Shi Zhenxiang sneered.
Feng Feiyun smiled even colder and said: "Don't say you are just the third leader of the Heavenly Witch Tribe. Even the first leader of your Heavenly Witch Tribe has to kneel down to worship me. How dare you? Take me in, come and give it a try."
"Then I'm not welcome." Shi Zhenxiang has a burly body, tall body, and legs like pillars, full of explosive power. Every step he takes will shake the earth.
This is definitely a giant-level strongman, standing among the top strongmen of the Shenjin Dynasty. Some people are worried about Feng Feiyun, while others are smiling. If the first genius of the Shenjin Dynasty is severely beaten by a barbarian If you give him a beating, all the brilliance of your genius will be gone. This is naturally a funny thing, and many people are looking forward to it.
In just four steps, Shi Zhenxiang had already walked in front of Feng Feiyun, sneering in his heart. Originally, he was worried that Feng Feiyun would use extreme speed to escape, but Feng Feiyun actually stood there motionless and allowed himself to get close to him, so today he would have to do it. It's time to die.
Shi Zhenxiang's eyes were full of fierceness. He raised his arm, and a terrifying wave of power erupted. He pressed down with a palm, and gusts of wind and thunder sounded. This palm was enough to collapse the mountain.
"Bang."
"Click."
Feng Feiyun punched him on the palm of his hand. The force was so fierce that it knocked Shi Zhenxiang's entire arm away, severed it from the shoulder, and threw it behind him.
With just one punch, a giant's arm was blown away, leaving many people speechless in surprise.
Feng Feiyun did not use spiritual energy, but the simplest physical power.
Shi Zhenxiang was also stunned and stepped back dozens of feet, his eyes filled with shock, and he completely forgot about the pain of his broken arm.
How long has passed, the man he once chased could now break his arms with just one punch.
"With your little cultivation, you dare to take me in." Feng Feiyun gently wiped the blood on his fist.
Shi Zhenxiang reacted quickly, knowing that he was no match for Feng Feiyun, so he turned around and ran away. But as soon as he turned around, Feng Feiyun was already standing behind him and kicked him out. This kick was very fierce, and he was carrying The kneecaps and knees were kicked to pieces. Shi Zhenxiang knelt on one knee directly on the ground. His whole body was shaking with pain. He gritted his teeth and cursed angrily: "Feng... Feng Feiyun, you... you must have obtained the "Golden Silkworm Sutra" 》, the cultivation level has advanced by leaps and bounds, and it has become so powerful..."
"You won't understand the speed of a genius' cultivation." Feng Feiyun put his palm on the top of his head and said, "Do you know why I want to kill you? Because if you kill a friend of mine, you always have to pay with your life. ."
Naturally, Shi Zhenxiang didn't know who Feng Feiyun was referring to, but he still wanted to fight back, so he reached for a treasure bone on his back, which was the bone of the spiritual beast king.
"Bang."
Before his hands could even touch the precious bones on his back, his head had been crushed by Feng Feiyun, cracking and shattering like a watermelon. However, Feng Feiyun remained calm, as if he had crushed a dog to death.
A giant was killed so lightly, which made many people tremble.
Wu Qinghua took a deep breath and said: "This devil... has returned to his true nature, he is so bloodthirsty."
Chi Yao and Chan Ling'er were both shocked. A few months ago, Feng Feiyun's cultivation level was not much higher than theirs, but a few months later, he could easily kill giants and step into the top of the Shenjin Dynasty. Among them, is there such a huge difference in talent?
Many people looked at each other in shock. After the news that Feng Feiyun had killed several giants in the Senluo Palace came out, they did not believe that Feng Feiyun could have such fighting power. But at this moment, they were all shocked, and a question arose in their minds. Could it be that Feng Feiyun had such power? Feiyun entered the realm of giants in his early twenties and became an epic giant.
If this is really the case, it would be too scary.
"Feng Feiyun has completely grown up. Unless an ancestor-level figure takes action, I am afraid no one can take his life." Someone said.
"Is it possible that a genius can practice so fast?"
Some elders looked at Li Xiaonan and Beiming Potian, and found that both of them were very calm and did not have much expression fluctuations. It seemed that these two proud men had reached a terrifying state. Feng Feiyun They all showed such strong fighting power, and they didn't even feel nervous at all.
Feng Feiyun took off the crystal-clear jade animal bone from Shi Zhenxiang's back, held it in his hand, looked toward the darkness, and knocked the animal bone out of his hand. Dozens of miles away, a The old man was beaten out by the animal bones, and his shoulders were cracked by the animal bones and were covered with blood marks.
Feng Feiyun took back the blood-stained animal bones and said coldly: "Gulida, today I will clean up this scum like you for the Witch Temple."
The old man was wrapped in animal skins and was very thin. There was a black light surrounding his body. He said coldly: "Feng Feiyun, you think you can kill me just because you can kill Shi Zhenxiang."
This old man is really the most senior witch in the Witch Temple. Gulida, who is also the uncle of Jingfeng Great Wisdom Master, colluded with the people of Senluo Temple to capture Luo Yu'er, hoping to seize the Heavenly Witch God from Luo Yu'er's body through ancient sacrifices. tree, thus summoning the great witch god.
This kind of person who is a relatively big threat must naturally be eliminated as soon as possible.
Many people present did not know Gulida's identity, but they could tell that Gulida was definitely a strong man, not a tiny bit stronger than Shi Zhenxiang, and he was considered a top figure among the giants.
Of course, there are monks who know Gulida. He is the most senior figure in the Witch Temple and a strong man from the older generation. Feng Feiyun actually wants to attack him. This is a bit too loud.
Gulida propped up the animal skin on his body, and a picture and text appeared on the animal skin. There were mountains, rivers, and geographical pictures on it, and the light shone thousands of miles away.
This is the skin of the King of Spiritual Beasts, which contains the aura of the King of Spiritual Beasts, bursting out with a power that destroys the world.
Feng Feiyun stepped on the ground and used one of the eight techniques, "Xiao Yan Shu", to mobilize the power of the sky and the terrain. In the distance, a huge mountain automatically flew up from the ground, instantly suppressing Gulida. Under the mountains.
Above the sky, the endless atmosphere condensed into a hammer that struck the mountains, shattering them into pieces. Gulida, who was pressed under the mountains, could not be broken any more.
Feng Feiyun is very powerful and kills people without blinking an eye. He just stepped on the ground and killed even the older generation ruthless people like Gulida. He is completely unstoppable.
That piece of animal skin flew into Feng Feiyun's hands. It was the skin of the spiritual beast king. Naturally, it was still very precious and could not be wasted.