Chapter five hundred and forty-seven the lady's charm still exists
The colorful cloud car stopped immediately, and a sharp edge flew out of it, extremely sharp, full of spiritual patterns, and as thin as a point of light.
Feng Feiyun quickly moved sideways to avoid this sharp edge.
This is a crimson spiritual needle, about an inch long and as thin as a cow's hair, but it has seventy-two formations engraved on it, making it look like a third-grade spiritual weapon. If Feng Feiyun wasn't fast enough, He must have been pierced between his eyebrows by this spiritual needle just now. Even so, this spiritual needle still left a thin blood mark on his cheek.
This leader's wife seems to be more powerful than the White Moon Messenger and is very difficult to deal with.
Feng Feiyun touched the blood stain on his cheek, and the blood stuck to his fingers, and smiled: "The leader's wife is indeed well-deserved."
"A gust of wind, if you surrender, I can spare your life."
The wife of the leader of the Wanfa Immortal Sect is sitting in a colorful cloud chariot. Her fragrance is overflowing, and spiritual butterflies are surrounding her. Her voice is quite sweet, but it also gives people a sense of majesty. This is the tone of someone who has been in the upper position for a long time. .
"Spare my life, maybe my wife wants to accept me as a guest." Feng Feiyun had a smile on his face.
"If you are more honest, there is nothing wrong with you." The voice of the wife of the leader of the Wanfa Immortal Sect did not contain any emotion, and she was not even irritated.
Feng Feiyun was so strong that he didn't think she was really a loose woman. Instead, he thought she was very smart. He must have figured out that his true identity was not a flower-picking thief. He might have guessed that she was a member of the imperial court, that's why she was like this. said.
A powerful woman.
"Haha, it's a pity that my master is good at picking flowers and has little interest in an old lady like my wife. If you can send me two cars of young female disciples from the Wanfa Immortal Sect, I might consider it."
"Begging for a beating."
The wife of the leader of the Wanfaxian Sect stopped talking nonsense, pinched her spiritual sense with her slender fingers, and the red spiritual needle flew out again, as thin as hair, penetrating all over, and making a "complaining" sound.
Feng Feiyun spread out his reincarnation and evaded quickly, as fast as a phantom. Suddenly, a strong wind blew up and flew to the colorful cloud car. He was about to lift the purple curtain and catch the wife of the leader of the Wanfa Immortal Sect, but The moment Feng Feiyun touched the purple curtain, an ominous premonition arose, and his body quickly flipped over and retreated quickly.
"Wow."
Another spiritual needle actually flew out of the colorful cloud car. It was orange in color and was at the level of a third-grade spiritual weapon. It was not very powerful, but it was extremely sharp and could be said to be indestructible.
Feng Feiyun's sleeve was scratched and a tear was cut.
"There is a second spiritual needle." Feng Feiyun shuttled between heaven and earth, but could not escape the pursuit of two spiritual needles, one red and one orange, like two spiritual swords chasing him.
Monk Zhizang frowned slightly and said: "Could these be the colorful exquisite needles from the Divine Spirit Palace? There are seven spiritual needles in total, and each one is a third-grade spiritual weapon."
Ye Siwen asked: "Master, why haven't I heard of the colorful exquisite needles?"
Monk Zhizang wore a black bamboo hat and said in a low voice: "According to legend, these colorful exquisite needles are the seven divine thorns that fell from the body of a divine hedgehog. They were refined into seven third-grade spiritual weapons by the Huo Gong Zhenren of the Divine Palace. , it is a set of divine weapons, extremely rare, and the Huo Gongzhen is the number one weapon refining master in the Palace of Gods. Many world-beating weapons are made by him. As for the weapon refining masters of your Shenjin Dynasty, , most of them are disciples and grandsons of Master Huo Gong.”
A rather pleasant voice came from the colorful cloud car and said with a smile: "It seems that this master has a very simple background. He actually knows so many secret things."
"Amitabha."
"What the master said is true, this is the colorful exquisite needle, and I am Huo Gongzhen's youngest daughter, Huo Yanyan." said the wife of the leader of the Wanfa Immortal Sect.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
Five dazzling rays of brilliance flew out of the colorful cloud car again, which were yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple. Plus the two red and orange spiritual needles that were chasing Feng Feiyun, they happened to be seven spiritual needles. , seven third-grade spiritual weapons.
Countless spiritual veins enveloped Feng Feiyun, and sharp needles pierced the air, bursting into rainbow-like brilliance.
"There is no other way but to use the special skills at the bottom of the box."
Feng Feiyun said this, and a large white brilliance burst out from his body, and the Heavenly Essence Soldiers flew out. It was originally in a liquid state, but soon condensed thousands of slender white needles, each of which was sharp. The level is no worse than the colorful exquisite needles.
Thousands of sharp white needles flew out, like a curtain of rain, knocking all the colorful and exquisite needles away, and the air was filled with the sound of "ding-ding".
Although the Colorful Exquisite Needle is a third-grade spiritual weapon, its main power comes from its sharpness. In terms of destructive power, it is actually much weaker than ordinary third-grade spiritual weapons, and Feng Feiyun’s Heavenly Essence Weapon is also Focusing on sharpness, the colorful exquisite needles were completely suppressed.
"This... what kind of spiritual weapon is this? How come there are so many of them." Huo Yanyan was a little in disbelief.
Feng Feiyun had already stood on the colorful cloud car, with his hands on his hips and an expression of utter excitement. He looked like a lonely master, and said with a smile: "How about it be called a trick to press the bottom of the box?"
"snort."
An overwhelming momentum erupted from the colorful cloud car, like a shocking torrent erupting, giving people a suffocating sense of oppression. A graceful and beautiful figure flew out from it. She was a beautiful woman in palace attire. At first glance, she looked older than she was. It's not big, but its cultivation is inexplicably powerful. As soon as he stretched out his hand, a huge palm print pressed towards Feng Feiyun.
Feng Feiyun did not retreat. He stood on the colorful cloud car and made a palm print. It was full of hot flames and was more than a hundred meters long. It was like a mountain of flames rising up and hitting Huo Yanyan. The palm print was shattered into pieces by the shock, and the clouds on the sky were pushed away thousands of miles away, and the sky was completely blue.
"Bang."
Huo Yanyan couldn't bear this powerful force. The luxurious spiritual robe on her body was burned with holes, and the hair accessories on her head were knocked out. Her long black hair fell down to her waist. between.
Feng Feiyun gave a long laugh: "Hey, why do you put your hair up so high if you have nothing to do? If you change your hairstyle, you will look younger, like a girl in her twenties."
"court death."
Huo Yanyan's long hair swayed and she tore her spiritual robe to pieces, revealing her sexy shorts.
Her cold eyes were like sharp edges, her jade breasts were extremely plump, and she held her waist tightly, revealing her sexy white navel. Below her navel was a colorful divine flower, from which flew out a natal spiritual weapon, which turned out to be a crimson battle sword at the pinnacle of third-grade spiritual weapons. , extremely powerful.
The sword was slashed out, and the sword energy was drawn out more than three hundred meters long, seeming to separate the heaven and the earth.
"She is worthy of being the youngest daughter of a great weapon refiner. She has quite a lot of spiritual weapons on her body, and every one of them is so powerful. No wonder the Wanfa Immortal Sect is so prosperous and powerful. She is married to a beautiful and rich woman. It doesn't matter whether she is powerful or not. It’s difficult.”
Feng Feiyun lamented that he was born hundreds of years late, otherwise there would be nothing wrong with the leader of Wanfaxian Sect.
"The sky-supporting stick."
Feng Feiyun sacrificed a big black stick, like a mountain pillar, and a hundred formations were all activated. The entire sky turned black, and the ink clouds rolled like black night. This is also a spiritual weapon at the peak of the third level. A stick was swung out, knocking Huo Yanyan's natal spiritual weapon away, and even she was knocked unconscious by Feng Feiyun.
Feng Feiyun's hand grabbed Huo Yanyan's slender waist, sat on the colorful cloud carriage, threw her directly into the carriage, and then smiled at the many monks chasing after her from a distance: "Wanfa Immortal Sect Congregants, I will take your leader’s wife away first. Go back and tell your leader that she still has her charm, her skin is very tender, and her figure is very good. I will take her to attend the evil festival, and she will definitely be there. There are many evil giants who have enmity with the Wanfa Immortal Sect who are interested in my wife. Maybe we can make some evil friends through this, haha, haha."
The spirit of the three-winged bird that pulled the colorful cloud chariot rushed out again, spread its wings and flew away. Master Zhizang and the four proud women also boarded the cloud chariot, and then flew towards the north in the direction of Putuo Mountain. .
Behind him, the faces of the disciples and elders of the Wanfa Immortal Sect turned green. Everyone was yelling and cursing, and they chased with all their strength, but they couldn't catch up with the colorful cloud car at all, and soon they disappeared from sight.
It's over, it's over. Even the leader's wife was captured by a gust of wind, and she was even taken away to an evil gathering where demons, demons, and demons gather. This time, the face of the Wanfa Immortal Sect has been completely ruined. The leader will definitely be furious after returning.
"Quickly, inform the leader immediately. If my wife is really taken to the evil party, the consequences will be disastrous... Hurry, go back to the Immortal Sect immediately and ask the cult to surround and kill Guofeng." A supreme elder from the Wanfa Immortal Sect asked. Crazy.
The White Moon Messenger of the Sun and Moon Immortal Sect also looked ugly at this moment. His most beloved daughter and most proud disciple had been captured by a gust of wind. Even if he risked her life, he must save them.
Li Xingtian saw the resentment in Bai Yue's heart at this moment, and said: "Uncle Master, I have long said that Xiufeng's cultivation is extremely powerful. Even the wife of the leader of Wanfa Immortal Sect was captured by him. How can the disciples learn from him? It's a fluke to escape by hand, I will return to the Immortal Sect immediately, report the matter to the leader and the Black Sun Messenger, and I will definitely use the strength of the entire sect to rescue Junior Sister Liu and Junior Sister Ye."
"Go." Baiyue Messenger seemed to have suddenly aged ten years. He sat there in silence for a long time, his eyes becoming more and more determined. Finally, he seemed to have made a decision and said: "Lingsu, my daughter was captured by the flower picker. , it’s because I am incompetent and can’t save her, so you have to take action no matter what this time.”
The White Moon Messenger thought of Liu Ruixin's father, that majestic and outstanding man. There was hatred and love in her eyes, and her emotions were complicated and difficult to describe. In the end, she resolutely flew towards the Palace of the Gods.
In addition to the Sun Moon Immortal Sect and the Wanfa Immortal Sect, which have been driven crazy with anxiety, the Sun Immortal Sect is also having a hard time, especially Wu Yangsheng, the proud son of the Sun Immortal Sect, who had his arm broken by a gust of wind from the flower-picking thief. For him, It was simply a great shame and humiliation. I vowed to fight for it with a gust of wind. Moreover, a gust of wind killed the leader of the Six Sacrifice Immortal Sect and several strong men. If the Sun Immortal Sect does not stand up for the Liuji Immortal Sect, there will be no Immortal Sect attached to the Sun in the future. Immortal religion.
The three ancient immortal sects have all taken action. Naturally, all religions in the world are following the lead of the three ancient immortal sects. Therefore, the entire Dizi Mansion is mobilizing troops and generals. A major earthquake is about to come.