The five pieces of divine clothing merged into one, as if five different parts had condensed into one. They were slowly melting, bonding, and finally completely condensing into one, intertwining into scale-like lines, exuding a mighty wave. Dragon spirit.
"Ouch."
He heard the roar of the dragon in his ears, and he seemed to be wrapped in the body of a dragon.
"Gah."
Then, there was another phoenix cry, still sharp and breathtaking.
This is a divine garment made from the skin of a phoenix and the lin of a divine dragon.
But this divine robe was split into five parts, or in other words, was broken into five parts and turned into five forms: Red Luan Fire Shang, Jiu Jiu Gua Robe, and Nine Five Dragons. Robe, hidden silkworm gauze, Nalan Buddha robe.
The skin of the phoenix is inlaid with dragon scales, and the lining is woven with silkworm silk. It is made using the best techniques of Buddhism and Taoism. It has both hexagrams and Buddhist patterns on it.
When worn on the front, it is a phoenix-skin and dragon-scale battle robe, and when worn on the back, it is an invisibility cloak.
This is definitely the most cutting-edge method. Every method is extremely impressive, and the materials are extremely difficult to find. It is also very difficult to find Buddhist and Taoist masters who can refine this kind of magical clothing.
The aura on this phoenix skin is very familiar, because it is Feng Feiyun's skin, that is, the skin of his previous life.
how so.
This divine garment was made by Shui Yueting for sacrifice.
No, no, the five divine clothes have a history of thousands of years in the Shenjin Dynasty. How could my skin appear thousands of years ago?
Even if Shui Yueting found someone to sacrifice this piece of divine clothing, with her cultivation level, she would not let the divine clothing fall into the Shenjin Dynasty unless she did it intentionally.
But it still didn't make sense, there was no reason for her to do this.
Feng Feiyun found that his rebirth after death had become more complicated and confusing. If he wanted to find out what was going on, there was only one way to go to Shui Yueting and ask him in person.
The sneer of the King of Hell came, "I knew you would come out and die for me."
An evil claw pressed towards Feng Feiyun's head.
Feng Feiyun pressed back with his backhand, and his palm was filled with blazing flames, like a dragon's claw being shot out, which directly knocked the King of Hell away. With a scream, he hit the wall of the Tianyi Ghost Bottle.
"Hmph, I don't have time to waste with you." Feng Feiyun put away the huge 99-meter-tall golden Buddha, and then flew out of the Tianyi Ghost Bottle.
The voice of the King of Hell came from the ghost bottle: "Impossible, impossible, how could you become so strong."
Feng Feiyun flew out of the Tianyi ghost bottle.
In the chaos, a huge bloody handprint immediately pressed down on him. This was the power of the existence in the ancient Huangshi coffin, which was much stronger than the current King of Hell.
Feng Feiyun's eyes were cold, and his body tore open, expanded, and turned into a huge phoenix, but this phoenix had dragon scales instead of feathers.
The phoenix spreads its wings and its body is extremely huge. This is the size of Feng Feiyun's body in his previous life. Its wings are nine thousand miles long. Of course, it is just a phoenix skin now, which is far less powerful than Feng Feiyun's previous life. It doesn't have one ten thousandth of the power, but it is still terrifying enough, and its aura is very scary.
This is the aura of the ninth-level phoenix.
"Let me see what you are." Feng Feiyun's voice was terrifying. Phoenix opened his eyes, which were as big as a lake. It is estimated that even a real person would be frightened by these eyes. .
The blood claw in the ancient Huangshi coffin was also frightened by the breath of the phoenix and shrank back.
"It turns out that a pool of blood gave birth to spiritual wisdom." After Feng Feiyun opened his Phoenix Sky Eye, everything in the ancient Huangshi coffin was revealed.
Feng Feiyun took out the Tianyi Ghost Bottle and said to the King of Hell inside, "This ancient yellow stone coffin is probably the Nirvana vessel for your last Nirvana."
"Hmph, who are you?" The King of Hell's spiritual sense is very powerful, and he noticed that Feng Feiyun was extraordinary. He seemed to have underestimated him before.
Feng Feiyun added: "It's amazing, it actually took seven nirvanas to break through to the realm of ascension. The blood pool in this ancient yellow stone coffin is the old blood left after your seventh nirvana. It's a pity that endless years have passed. This pool of old blood actually gave birth to spiritual wisdom, turning this coffin into an evil coffin."
"Your insight is too strong." The King of Hell gritted his teeth.
Feng Feiyun said again: "I remembered that the Bingxian Corpse Cave also excavated this sarcophagus from the Yuhua Tomb. This sarcophagus is probably your soldier. Let me identify what grade of spiritual weapon it belongs to."
With the blessing of Phoenix Skin, Feng Feiyun's various abilities are increasing.
"Wow, the combat power is comparable to that of a tenth-grade spiritual weapon. It's not simple, it's not simple. Alas, it's a pity that the grade is too high and it can't be used now." Feng Feiyun quickly identified the power that this ancient coffin can exert. .
After all, Feng Feiyun's cultivation level is only at the late stage of the ninth level of Destiny. He can use third-grade spiritual weapons as he wishes, and can also barely use fourth-grade spiritual weapons. As for fifth-grade spiritual weapons, he may also be able to use them, but it will definitely consume a huge amount of spiritual energy. , the gain outweighs the loss.
Another example is that Feng Feiyun can use the ancient bronze ship, but it can only be used briefly for an hour, and he can only use part of its flying ability, and cannot use other abilities.
This is like a child. For him, a pistol is already the most powerful murder weapon. It can kill a child holding a big knife instantly. But if you give him a nuclear warhead, let alone let him launch it, you will let him He couldn't even pick up a nuclear warhead and hit someone with it.
Sometimes weapons are just secondary, not necessarily the most practical because they are powerful.
For Feng Feiyun now, fourth-grade spiritual weapons are already the most practical. Of course, this does not mean that high-grade spiritual weapons are useless at all. For example, ancient bronze ships can at least be used to escape. In the Shenjin Dynasty, On this vast land, it is estimated that no one can catch up with it.
Another example is this ancient yellow stone coffin, which is comparable to a tenth-grade spiritual weapon. If used well, it can kill people of the level of the first master of the Yang Realm, and can even be used to imprison more powerful people.
This is a huge prison, and even if someone like the Evil Emperor is locked up here, he probably won't be able to escape.
If Feng Feiyun wants to go out now, he must first subdue the spirit of the ancient Huangshi coffin.
The artifact spirit of the Huangshi ancient coffin is naturally the evil spirit of the blood pool.
This evil spirit is so powerful that even if Feng Feiyun is wearing phoenix skin and dragon scale clothes, he may not be able to defeat it. It is just that it is suppressed by the breath of dragon and phoenix and does not dare to take action.
It is too easy for Feng Feiyun to conquer the weapon spirit. He just sacrifices the ancient bronze ship, and no matter how powerful the weapon spirit is, he will succumb.
The ancient bronze ship is a vessel of the Holy Spirit. It is the king of spiritual vessels. When other spiritual vessels see the vessel of the Holy Spirit, they must surrender, just like a minister who wants to kneel down and worship the emperor.
"How long have you been born?" Feng Feiyun asked the evil spirit.
"Lingzhi was born three thousand years ago."
The pool of evil blood condensed into a blood mist, suspended in Feng Feiyun's palm.
"The old blood left behind by the seventh nirvana of the King of Hell was originally extremely powerful. Now the old blood has given birth to spiritual intelligence. It has refined the ancient yellow stone coffin sacrifice into its own body and turned it into a weapon spirit. This is probably something that even the King of Hell can't believe. Didn’t expect that.”
Since Feng Feiyun controls the spirit of the ancient Huangshi coffin, he can naturally open this coffin at will, and he can also master some simple powers.
After Feng Feiyun flew out of the ancient Huangshi coffin, he immediately took off his phoenix skin and dragon scale clothes without looking at the surrounding environment, then took out a piece of spiritual stone and began to restore his vitality.
When you put on your clothes, you look mighty and domineering; when you take them off, you immediately lose your temper.
The Phoenix Skin Dragon Scale Clothes are powerful, but they consume too much spiritual energy. The short time they just suppressed the evil spirit in the Yellowstone Ancient Coffin almost depleted Feng Feiyun's entire spiritual energy.
"It seems that cultivation still has to be done step by step. If you want to be opportunistic, suddenly gaining extraordinary power will not last long."
Feng Feiyun made a rough calculation and found that he could last for about ten minutes wearing the phoenix skin and dragon scale clothing. If he unfolded the phoenix's body, he could only last for three minutes at most.
It is already impressive. In some crisis situations, even just one minute can change the situation of the battle.
"Unless absolutely necessary, don't wear this divine garment."
Feng Feiyun's current cultivation level is strong enough. At the late stage of the ninth level of destiny, he is absolutely invincible to real people. Even if he encounters some weaker real people who are no match for him, there is still no problem in escaping.
"Hey, where am I?"
Feng Feiyun found that the surroundings were pitch black and it was an underground secret room. After walking out of the secret room, Feng Feiyun immediately recognized this place. It was the princess mansion where he had fought against the strong men of the Yin and Yang realms, and where Long Cangyue once lived. Mansion.
As for Mao Wugui, Bi Ningshuai, Long Cangyue, Xiao Xiemo and others, they don't know where they went.
Feng Feiyun heard the sound of rolling chariots and the sound of armors clashing as the army ran. All the formations in the divine capital had already been activated. Almost every building had a small formation. Every ancient street has a medium formation, and every city has countless protective formations.
This is the layout of the royal family for thousands of years, and the city of God is like an unbreakable fortress.
Even with Feng Feiyun's current cultivation level, he could not allow his spiritual consciousness to penetrate through the layers of formations. The divine consciousness was offset by layers of formations and spread hundreds of miles away, and could no longer spread out.
This is already quite powerful, and the spiritual consciousness of many monks cannot even penetrate a formation.
Feng Feiyun didn't know what the current battle situation was like, but since the formation hadn't been broken yet, it meant that the city of Gods hadn't fallen yet. Thousands of years of arrangement didn't mean that it could be broken if it was broken.
"This group of talents actually carried the ancient Yellowstone coffin into the capital of the gods. Hey, they are really like teammates." Feng Feiyun looked up to the sky and sighed.
He felt that he had been tricked by Mao Wugui, Bi Ningshuai and others this time. Even if he carried the ancient Huangshi coffin to a hundred thousand rivers and mountains, it would be better than carrying it to the current capital of the gods.
This is like Feng Feiyun taking a nap in the sedan. When he woke up, he opened the curtain, only to find that he was carried to the center of the battlefield by the sedan bearer. There was a lot of fighting around him, but the sedan bearer was missing. Isn't this a lie? .
Feng Feiyun turned his head and saw a monument standing on the ground, with "Feng Feiyun's Tomb" written clearly on it.
Damn, that is not an underground secret room at all, but his tomb. These guys actually buried him in the yard of the princess mansion. It was too casual. Moreover, the monument seemed to be second-hand. The one below The inscriptions on the inscriptions were not polished off, and I didn’t know whose grave I dug them from. Then I simply polished them and engraved his name on them.