On the other side of the sky, the purple-clothed young man stood in the clouds, with one hand behind his back and the other hand shaking a folding fan. He stood tall and tall, with the skirt of his clothes vertical. His bright eyes looked at the scene of the spiritual beasts' pilgrimage below, and the corners of his mouth curved. , said: "I underestimated him before, this is really a half-demon."
"It should be a half-demon. News just came from the Tianji Camp that this man named Feng Feiyun is a first-generation half-demon. He was just tested today." A counselor said from behind.
"The first generation half-demon, haha, that's interesting. By the way, what did you call him just now?" The purple-clothed young man gently shook the folding fan with his fingers and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Feng Feiyun." The counselor held a booklet in his hand, which contained all the information about Feng Feiyun. "This boy is very talented. Do you want to recruit him?"
The purple-clothed young man said with a playful smile, "Can the first generation half-demon reach the realm of Ascension?"
"This...can't be done," the counselor said.
"Then what's the use of recruiting?" The purple-clothed young master is very arrogant. Although he is somewhat interested in Feng Feiyun, it is just an interest. In her eyes, whether it is a half-demon or the first-generation half-demon, no matter how talented he is, Even if you are high, it is impossible to break through to the Ascension Realm, and you are a person with no potential and future.
A person without potential, no matter how brilliant he is now, is destined to be unable to go far in the future.
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The Half-Demon Alliance was completely at odds with the Meng family, but the Meng family's background was extremely strong. Reinforcements from the family came and sacrificed an eighth-grade spiritual weapon. The form of the spiritual weapon could not be seen clearly, and was covered by a layer of A layer of black clouds envelopes it, swallowing up the light and heat between heaven and earth.
An ink cloud floats in the sky, with electric snakes intertwining inside it, and the shadows of ancient ferocious beasts hovering above the spiritual weapon.
"boom."
The eighth-grade spiritual weapon dropped a killing light, and the dazzling beam of light fell, hitting an elder of the Half-Demon Alliance. His body instantly shattered, and the white bones and lotus roots turned into powder.
This is an irresistible force, just a breath can kill an elder of the Half-demon Alliance.
The aura of the eighth-grade spiritual weapon became even more powerful, like a thousand mountains falling from the sky. All half-demon who had not reached the seventh level of destiny were suppressed and fell to the ground, even if they were at the seventh level of destiny. , the half-demon at the eighth level of cultivation were also suppressed to the point of being unable to move.
This is the power of the eighth-grade spiritual weapon, which caused thousands of spiritual beasts in the city to retreat one after another, suppressed by the strong force.
"Puff, puff..."
Under the power of the eighth-grade spiritual weapon, many half-demon bodies were broken into pieces, and the bones and flesh were separated. The blood dyed the earth red, mourning was everywhere, and the blood corpses became forests. A tragic song sounded between heaven and earth. .
The lament of the weak.
Elder Mu, Elder Qing, and Elder He of the Half-Demon Alliance are all beings with extremely high cultivation levels. At this moment, the three of them joined forces to sacrifice an ancient artifact from the Half-Demon Alliance. It was a seventh-grade spiritual weapon. The Half-Demon Alliance hired a great weapon refiner to sacrifice the wealth they had accumulated over the years.
The shape of the ancient artifact is very much like a scale, but there are countless small words on the scales. These words all contain a kind of Tao. They are activated at the same time and shoot straight into the sky to break the Meng family's eighth-grade spiritual weapon.
"No wonder the Half-Demon Alliance has become so arrogant and dares to go against my Meng family. It turns out that they possess a seventh-grade spiritual weapon." An old cold voice came from the void.
"Hey, I'm afraid these are the savings that those half-demon slaves have worked hard for thousands of years before they can ask the great weapon refiner to sacrifice the seventh-grade spiritual weapon. They are really a bunch of pitiful poor ghosts."
"I'm here to collect this seventh-grade spiritual weapon, and let the fruits of these half-demon slaves' hard work for thousands of years turn into the wealth of my Meng family."
An ancestor of the Meng family stood on a jade platform, with a layer of feathered talismans wrapped around his palm. He stretched out into the void, and a huge palm appeared above the heads of the three elders of the Half-Demon Alliance.
"It's an ancestor of the Meng family. He holds an ascension talisman in his hand and wants to collect the 'Hundi Lin'."
"Hundilin is the weapon of our Half-Demon Alliance to suppress the alliance, and it must not be taken away by him."
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The three elders of the Half Demon Alliance spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time, making "Hundi Lin" even more dazzling, trying to break the feathered talisman.
"It's a joke that even ants want to stand up."
The feathered talisman burst out with a bright light, and a figure appeared.
This is the figure of a sage from the Meng family. This feathered talisman was sacrificed by him and has his aura on it.
"boom."
This figure waved his hand, and the three elders of the Half-Demon Alliance were immediately hit hard and thrown away. They fell to the ground like three leaves, covered in blood.
The seventh-grade spiritual weapon belonging to the Half-Demon Alliance was taken away by the ancestor of the Meng family.
"No..." Elder Mu roared with blood dripping from his mouth and his eyes bursting.
"Haha, this seventh-grade spiritual weapon has become a soldier of my Meng family from now on. Its power is still good, but unfortunately it is still weaker than the feathered talisman." The ancestor of the Meng family gave Hundilin He held it in his hand and deliberately laughed loudly, making many elders of the Half-Demon Alliance vomit blood.
Feng Feiyun fought fiercely with the three elders of the Meng family at the same time. His body was covered with sweat and blood, as if he had just crawled out of the bloody water. His body was scarred and bleeding, his eyes were red and his long hair was hanging down. , flying in the wind.
"puff."
Meng Shiva's crutches blasted out from behind, and a force as heavy as a mountain hit Feng Feiyun's back. Although it was blocked by the dragon scale and phoenix leather clothes and his body was not penetrated, he still suffered heavy injuries, and his internal organs were severely injured. All were shattered.
Feng Feiyun suddenly turned around and stabbed back, drawing a blood mark on Meng Shiva's neck and almost piercing her neck.
Meng Shiva was startled, turned into a dark wind, flew back, touched her neck slightly, her fingers were stained with blood, "Boy, you are dead."
Meng Shiva has practiced for more than four thousand years and has a very high status in the Meng family. She has not been injured for thousands of years. Unexpectedly, she was stabbed with blood by a young half-demon today. This made her even more angry and condensed. A huge palm print appeared, like a five-fingered mountain pressing down on Feng Feiyun.
Although this is just a palm seal, it contains one of the Meng family's magical powers, which can explode forty-six times the attack power.
"boom."
Feng Feiyun's body rose up from the ground, and the blood in his body seemed to be on fire. He went straight to kill Meng Shiva, punched Meng Shiva's palm prints, and pierced her old body with a spear. However, Feng Feiyun's body was almost shattered by the palm print just now. The spear did not penetrate deeply and did not seriously injure Meng Shiva.
"Da da..."
Drops of blood flowed from Feng Feiyun's body. If he took off his dragon scale and phoenix leather clothes, the elders of the Meng family would find that his body was almost rotten, and the flesh and blood in many places had It cracked and the bones were exposed first.
After all, Feng Feiyun is still too young and his cultivation is still shallow, but many of the elders of the Meng family have been cultivating for thousands of years. It is already a miracle that they can fight for so long.
Feng Feiyun couldn't fight for that long wearing dragon scale and phoenix leather clothes, but seeing the half-demon around him fall down one by one, with a lot of blood splashing on his face, it aroused the anger in his heart. I have managed to hold on until now.
The sky was dark, and the strong men of the Meng family were surrounding him. There were figures everywhere in the darkness. I don't know how many people surrounded him. There was even a powerful weapon suspended in the sky, blocking this area. urban area.
"Young man, it's time to bow your head. The half-demon alliance has been suppressed, and countless people have died for you." An elder of the Meng family sneered.
"We... we don't fight for anyone, we only fight for ourselves... we fight for dignity..." Zhan Yueming climbed up from the ground with difficulty.
"Pfft." The elder of the Meng family had a cold look on his face, and with a wave of his sleeve, Zhan Yueming was immediately swept away, hitting him to death on the ground, and his body was broken into two pieces.
Life seems extremely fragile at this moment.
The elder of the Meng family said coldly: "Do you see, this is the result of not knowing the current affairs, Feng Feiyun, kneel on the ground now, kowtow to my Meng family and admit your mistake..."
"Brother Feng, you can't kneel... You are the hero of our Half-Demon Alliance. Heroes cannot kneel..." The beautiful woman who had served Feng Feiyun tea before lay on the ground, raised her head with difficulty, and prayed in her eyes. With a look on her face, she regarded Feng Feiyun as a hero.
"Looking for death." The elder of the Meng family took action again, but before he could raise his hand, a white ray of light pierced his arm and broke it into two pieces. cut.
"puff."
Feng Feiyun directly hit the head of the elder of the Meng family with his own head. Both of their heads were bloody and bloody. The head of the elder of the Meng family was dizzy and he hadn't opened his eyes yet. A ray of white light pierced his throat, and then he was nailed to the ground.
Feng Feiyun held the spear in both hands and pressed the knee of one foot firmly on the chest of the Meng family elder, nailing him to death. He kept breathing heavily and said: "No... People...can...make...me...kneel..."
This is the fifth Meng family elder to die in Feng Feiyun's hands.
The shadow of the spear lengthened in the night, Feng Feiyun's body was shaking constantly, and his fingers almost no longer had the strength to hold the Heavenly Essence Soldier's Gallbladder.
"Boom."
There was a muffled thunder in the sky, and the air gradually became moist.
Immediately afterwards, heavy rain fell from the sky, washing the smell of blood in the air to the ground, forming a bloody stream.
Feng Feiyun slowly stood up straight again, stood with his gun horizontally, coughed blood and said with a smile: "Meng family... Meng family can't do it, cough cough... the younger generation was killed by me... the older generation... or... Killed by me...ahem...if I practice for a thousand years, I will shatter the sky with a snap of my fingers."