The ancient temple ruins are a confined space that preserves many relics and is a place of pilgrimage for Buddhists all over the world.
"Yun Yang, this is the Wangxin Ancient Temple. In the past, a thousand-mile Buddhist city and ten thousand temples were built. Since the catastrophe ten thousand years ago, this place has been reduced to ruins. All the people who deserved to die have died, and those who deserve to be destroyed It was almost completely destroyed. After the end of the Buddhist era, there was a period of darkness and chaos that lasted for thousands of years. All the nine layers of Buddha treasures here were dug away, and nothing was left."
Lu Fengxian, the master of the tenth hall of the Senluo Hall, stood on top of a two-headed giant python, more than seven meters above the ground. He was wrapped in a black robe and looked fierce and fierce. His eyes, in particular, were enough to make everyone bow to him.
A group of evil monks wearing hooded black robes followed behind.
Yun Yang said: "Palace Master, ten thousand years have not completely destroyed this place. There are still so many ancient relics preserved, and each one carries a very strong Buddhist essence."
Among the ruins, a broken template was filled with Buddha's light, and a half-broken Buddha statue was still echoing the Buddha's voice.
Lu Fengxian smiled and said: "Although the era of Buddhist cultivation has ended, many real Buddhists have still been born on this land in the past ten thousand years. It is amazing. Almost all these real Buddhas will come to the ancient temple ruins for pilgrimage. Arrange your own Buddhist path and plant a piece of Buddhism. If you don't reach the realm of giants, it will be extremely difficult to destroy a tile here. Even if you reach the realm of giants, it will be very difficult to destroy an ancient temple. You may encounter a catastrophe."
Yun Yang's eyes narrowed, and the war spear in his hand thrust out like lightning, piercing a piece of vermilion Buddhist wall, and with a bang, a large amount of dust fell.
Yun Yang withdrew his war spear, nodded, and said: "If I were outside, my spear would be enough to penetrate a mountain, but here it can only penetrate a wall. It seems that countless eminent monks have come here to arrange arrangements over the past ten thousand years." I have used all my means to protect this site."
"Yun Yang, don't take action at will. If you offend the guardians of this ancient temple ruins, I'm afraid you will be killed." Lu Fengxian frowned and said slowly.
"Guardian."
"Yes, some eminent Buddhist monks who have lived in seclusion for many years may have one or two true Buddhas. These old seniors live in seclusion in this ruins and protect this land throughout their lives."
Lu Fengxian stood on a high place and looked in the direction of Fahong Hall. He saw bursts of lightning, roaring sounds, chaotic figures, and from time to time, the brilliance of formations rose up, stinging people's eyes.
Yun Yang was also looking over there at this moment and said: "The ones who took action were the most popular people in the Dizi Mansion, Wu Yangsheng from the Sun Immortal Sect, Chen Mojin from the Wanfa Immortal Sect, Li Xingtian and Liu from the Sun Moon Immortal Sect. Old men, they are all first-class strong men."
"Fighted."
Yun Yang shook his head and said: "I have never fought before, but Wu Yang broke through the eighth level of destiny in less than a hundred years, and his talent is no less than an epic level genius."
"Chen Mojin has not yet broken through the eighth level of Destiny, but he can hit twenty-seven times the attack power. Although he is not an epic-level genius, he is still a bit stronger than the average epic-level world."
"Li Xingtian is good at hiding his clumsiness, and his scheming skills are very deep. Although his talent is a little lower than the first two, if the three of them are really going to work hard, I would be more optimistic about Li Xingtian. Old man Liu won't say it. Baiyue Messenger The number one veteran here, a veteran super giant, should be here for the daughter of the White Moon Messenger."
Lu Fengxian, however, was a little disapproving and said: "Yun Yang, with your talent, you can still reach the eighth level of destiny within a hundred years. Compared with Wu Yangsheng, you are still far behind."
Yun Yang was not humble, nor was he trying to make excuses. He said: "Wu Yangsheng doesn't know how to be down-to-earth and only seeks the speed of cultivation. His foundation is not stable. If there is no great opportunity, he will probably only stay at the eighth level of destiny in this life." The pinnacle of.”
"And you have accumulated hundreds of years more than him, but you have the potential to hit the realm of real people." Lu Fengxian is still very optimistic about Yun Yang. He is worthy of being his favorite disciple, and his character is not comparable to that of ordinary geniuses.
Yun Yang narrowed his eyes and said: "Compared to Wu Yangsheng and Chen Mojin, I am more interested in Guofeng. There is such a powerful person in the court. The four masters can't suppress him even if they join forces. He can fight with thousands of moves and still not be defeated."
Lu Fengxian nodded and said: "This is indeed a rare talent, but there are always powerful people. Our Senluo Palace can find at least four such people, and Putuo Mountain can also find three. Four We can find two of the great gate clans, Dao Sect, and Wanxiang Pagoda. There are many powerful talents, and naturally there are also such strange people in the imperial court."
Lu Fengxian added: "If you were to face these four powerful men, how many moves could you sustain?"
Yun Yang thought for a moment and said: "It's hard to tell what the trick is, but I shouldn't be defeated within half a day."
Lu Fengxian nodded and said with a smile: "If you want to fight Gust Feng, go ahead. There is no need to be fair in killing people. I want to see how long he can last against the five masters."
Yun Yang still didn't take action after all, because someone took action before him, and there were more than one person.
There are three evil giants hiding in the dark, who have also entered Suyue Ancient Temple at this moment. These three evil giants have mysterious origins. They are enveloped in the aura of death, wrapped in shrouds, and carry a strong aura of corrosion.
"These are not three people, but three war corpses. Each war corpse is no weaker than a super giant. Who can control three such powerful war corpses at the same time." Yun Yang stopped his steps, calmed his senses, and looked for The corpse chaser who controls three war corpses.
Lu Fengxian was still extremely calm, his eyes were full of wisdom, and he seemed to be able to see through every part of the ancient temple ruins. Finally, his eyes were fixed on a dilapidated pagoda, with a purple-robed man standing on it, wearing a Wearing corpse robes and shaking the corpse-catching bell, he carries a calm and domineering aura.
When Lu Fengxian found the man, the man also fixed his eyes on Lu Fengxian with a sarcastic smile.
"It's the cave owner of Ziming Corpse Cave, King Ziming."
Lu Fengxian withdrew his gaze and did not fight to the death with King Ziming. After all, there was no grudge between the two of them, and King Ziming was also a ruthless evil man with strong cultivation. If they really fought, no one would be able to gain favor.
"The Ziming Corpse Cave was destroyed by the Shenwu Army."
"There are always a few people who escape. A corpse cave that has been passed down for thousands of years cannot be wiped out completely."
Yun Yang immediately figured out the key and said: "It seems that King Ziming also guessed that this Burst of Wind was probably a chess piece arranged by the imperial court. The imperial court destroyed the Ziming Corpse Cave and killed each Burst of Wind to find some The interest comes back.”
Lu Fengxian looked at Fahong Hall and said with a smile: "Since King Ziming wants to kill Xiapeng, let's give him a favor."
…
This was definitely an earth-shattering battle. If it had happened outside, hundreds of miles around would have been reduced to scorched earth.
Wu Yangsheng's Eight Beasts to Mend the Sky reunited and turned into a giant beast with sharp teeth, eyes like crystal balls, and a shape like a dragon and tiger. With the power of a wild giant beast, it stepped on countless cracks in the void. .
Chen Mojin's twenty-seven meteorites regrouped and once again exerted twenty-seven times the attack power. It was like an extraterrestrial meteorite flying down, and the destructive power was terrifying.
Li Xingtian and the old man protecting the Tao jointly exerted the magical power "Sun and Moon in the Sky" which is no small feat. It seems that they can turn the world upside down and reverse the world. They float in the sky day by day, as if they are pressing on Feng Feiyun's back, with a heavy weight. Incomparable.
These four people are all well-known figures in the world. Even if there are millions of people, you may not be able to pick out one person. It is conceivable that the four people join forces to be dazzling and terrifying.
Several spiritual weapons that Feng Feiyun had snatched previously had been smashed by these four people. Only a second-grade spiritual weapon, the Ji Dao Tower, was still intact. However, facing these people, a second-grade spiritual weapon could explode. After all, the power is limited, so it is better to rely on a pair of fists.
"boom."
At this moment, three more war corpses wrapped in shrouds appeared. They seemed to be composed of countless ghosts, giving people great oppressive power. These war corpses were definitely made after countless years of sacrifice, and their combat power was It was no small feat. With one punch, a real dragon more than a hundred meters long flew out. This was formed by the strength of the fist and represented the power of a dragon.
After all, there are only a few people who can really identify these three war corpses. The vast majority of people still think that these are the three evil overlords.
Even when faced with the seven masters, Feng Feiyun did not retreat at all. The speed of these people was extremely fast. They often moved from one place to another, and the shadow of the original position did not disappear. For a time, the sky was everywhere. They were all human figures, as if there were thousands of powerful monks taking action.
"Boom."
Feng Feiyun was even faster, like a fish and dragon, shuttling between the seven masters. His left hand was like an evil dragon, and his right hand contained all kinds of beasts, but he still managed to resist.
In Suyue Temple, the three proud girls of heaven have already been dumbfounded, their beautiful eyes are gleaming, and they cannot explain their mood at this moment. They seem to be witnessing a legend. In their hearts at this moment, they actually hope that Feng Feiyun can show his power. , swept away the seven masters, and created a powerful force.
"I used to hear those senior and junior sisters talk about how powerful Wu Yangsheng was, how amazing his talent was, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that. Feng Feiyun was only in his twenties and could beat him seven times. After returning to the immortal "Teach me, I must give those little girls some brainstorming." Liu Ruixin's own face still has a bit of childishness, she looks like a girl, but she speaks in an old-fashioned way, as if she doesn't even look down on Feng Feiyun. .
Mu Xirou was not very optimistic, saying: "With one against four, it is already barely enough. With one against seven, I am afraid that we will be defeated very quickly. Master Zhizang estimates that it will take half an hour to recover from the injury. Young Master, I'm afraid It is difficult to hold on for half an hour in the hands of the seven masters, and there might be someone stronger who will take action later."
The souls of the three of them are now in the hands of Feng Feiyun. If Feng Feiyun dies, the souls of the three of them will also be buried with him. At this moment, they are naturally thinking about helping Feng Feiyun, but in fact they are also thinking about them. Think for yourself.