Epic-level geniuses are the most talented people, and only one or two can be produced in an era.
The heavens have changed, and so have the earth.
The world is about to usher in an unprecedented world, so in this era, epic-level geniuses have sprung up one after another, and there is a tendency for dragons to devour the sky.
An epic-level genius can thrive a big force, and the potential is not trivial, and for every immortal cultivation force, it is a treasure that cannot be measured by value.
But at this moment, an epic-level genius has died in this wilderness, and the essence in his body flows back to nature, and finally turns into a cold corpse.
Peaceful, absolutely quiet Even the cat in the little demon's arms widened Amber's eyes, as if even it was stunned.
The killing was too decisive, and there was no chance of rescue at all.
"You" Yan Ziyu couldn't calm down, and the hand holding Bai Yantuo's spear was trembling slightly.
"Nangong Hongyan, you killed my people."
Princess Luofu's voice was cold, and her voice was mixed with the sound of dragons, and the golden dragon qi evaporated from the eight dragon chariots.
Nangong said lightly: "How about killing it?"
"It's up to the owner to beat the dog."
The golden eight-part dragon chariot, rolling and galloping, crushing the clouds, carrying a brilliant aura, rushed over.
The Eight Dragons is an ancient spiritual artifact, a royal artifact Nangong Hongyan hadn't made a move yet, Feng Feiyun had already taken the first step, holding a seven-meter-long white stone giant knife, slashing out four white dragon shadows one by one.
The sword qi was like a dragon, and the four sword qi broke through the air.
"Poof, poof, poof, poof" The four gluttonous ones who pulled the eight dragon chariots were chopped by the sword qi and flesh flew sideways, howling miserably, and the iron chains on their bodies were broken inch by inch.
"Boom" Without the pull of the four gluttonous ones, the wheel of the Eight Dragons stopped rotating and was suspended in mid-air.
"Feng Feiyun, you dare to be the enemy of this princess" Princess Luofu was furious, and the golden curtains of the eight dragons were floating, and Princess Luofu's cold and arrogant eyes could be vaguely seen.
Feng Feiyun stood with a sword, neither humble nor arrogant, and said: "If anyone dares to touch Nangong Hongyan today, it will also be my enemy." ” On the white stone giant knife, there were white rays of light flowing, like white dragon scales, swallowing and spitting.
Feng Feiyun is the descendant of the God King, and his status in the Vientiane Tower is extremely high, even if Princess Luofu and Yan Ziyu want to join forces to deal with Nangong Hongyan, the great enemy, but they don't want to offend Feng Feiyun.
Although Princess Luofu and the God King are both royal people, their relationship is not particularly close, after all, there are too many royal children, thousands of them.
Princess Luofu is extremely ambitious, and will only try her best to win over the God King, so she naturally does not want to offend Feng Feiyun.
"What are you doing here, are you fighting among yourself?"
the scholar came from the clouds, blocking the center of Feng Feiyun and Princess Luofu.
With a wave of the sleeves of the Tianshu scholar, a white light flew out, mobilizing the divine power of the heavenly machine, forcibly isolating the killing machine on Feng Feiyun and Princess Luofu.
"One of you is a descendant of the God King, and the other is a royal celestial maiden, both of whom are peerless masters of the Vientiane Tower, do you know who the real enemy is?"
Tiansuan scholar complained bitterly, originally he didn't want to show up, but he had just died for a night, if Feng Feiyun and Princess Luofu were allowed to fight again, there would be no need for the ten highnesses of the evil sect to take action, and the most extreme Tianjiao of the Vientiane Tower would be completely exhausted.
Princess Luofu, Feng Feiyun, and Nangong Hongyan, at this moment, are already at the tip of the needle, and it is useless for anyone to persuade them.
Flying south into the sky, a blood-colored cloud floated over.
Five rays of light flew in the blood-colored clouds, pointing straight to this place.
The Heavenly Calculation Scholar made a slight calculation, his face changed slightly, and said: "There is no time, the five highnesses of the Evil Sect have already rushed to this side, this is not the time to confront them, leave here first." ” "Nangong Hongyan, one day you will definitely pay the price for what you did today."
Princess Luofu snorted coldly In front of the Eight Dragons, eight golden rays of light burst out, enveloping the entire world in golden rays, and the sound of a heavenly dragon roaring could be faintly heard.
The golden light receded like a tide The Eight Dragons have disappeared without a trace It is rumored that there are eight dragon souls sealed in the eight dragon chariots, which is the real power that pulls the dragon chariots, once it is triggered, it can travel millions of miles a day and cross the entire Shenjin Dynasty in one day.
After Princess Luofu retreated, the Tiansuan scholar finally breathed a sigh of relief, smiled at Feng Feiyun, and teased: "The royal celestial daughter is so difficult to wait, so what kind of woman you marry, don't marry the emperor's daughter, it's really unpleasant."
Tiansuan scholar and Yan Ziyu also left the sky and retreated quickly.
The blood cloud above the canopy of heaven was getting closer and closer, and five divine senses flew out of the blood cloud, probing this way.
When the five highnesses of the evil sect arrived, Feng Feiyun, Nangong Hongyan, Bi Ningshuai, and Evil Red Lotus had already left.
"It's the people of Vientiane Tower again, damn it, this time they actually shot at the eldest sister."
His Royal Highness in the third hall of the Senluo Hall snorted coldly.
"That's Shi Yelai Shi Yelai actually died here, could it be that the eldest sister shot her and killed her" The other highness was slightly startled, fell to the ground, and carefully observed the headless dead body.
"Deserve it, why is the eldest sister's cultivation so powerful, this time it can be regarded as a painful lesson to the Vientiane Tower, and even the epic-level genius has fallen.
It would be better if it was Feng Feiyun who died, haha" Xue Changxiao smiled coldly.
Several other Evil Sect Highnesses also smiled knowingly, thinking that Shi Yelai had died at the hands of the Evil Red Lotus.
There are also extremely wise people in the evil sect, and some people have already found some clues from the clues, and deduced that the wind bull is likely to be the son of the demon Feng Feiyun.
The major highnesses of the evil sect have already known about this matter, and they have received orders from above, once they encounter Feng Feiyun, they will kill without mercy.
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Feng Feiyun slept with the two proud daughters of the Evil Sect, and the blow to the Evil Sect was not ordinary, and she had become a member of the must-kill list of the Ten Halls of Senluo.
In the lofty mountains and mountains of the Three Holy Counties, the number of human tracks is becoming more and more scarce, but the number of corpse demons is even larger, and it is almost about to become the second netherworld.
Feng Feiyun turned into a person again, standing in a mountain and constantly killing the corpse evil, killing for three days and three nights, and the feet had been piled up into a corpse mountain, more than ten meters thick, and I don't know how many corpse evil bones.
Nangong Hongyan left three days ago She had to go because she couldn't disguise it anymore.
She could have stayed and been that little bird Nangong Hongyan, but she had more important things to do, and she was destined not to be the little woman in Feng Feiyun's arms.
Feng Feiyun didn't keep her, if he really didn't let go, Nangong Hongyan would definitely not be able to leave, but he could still only keep her for a while, not for a lifetime.
The one who can keep her heart, but can't keep her.
Bi Ningshuai and Evil Red Lotus are also gone The relationship between them, Feng Feiyun still hasn't figured it out When they left, Bi Ningshuai was tied to an iron chain and dragged by the evil red lotus, and they went all the way north, leaving Sansheng County, not knowing where they were going.
Maybe they're going home, Feng Feiyun thought to himself.
Those corpse demons gathered in an endless stream towards this side, one by one they fell at the feet of Feng Feiyun, and one after another corpse palaces flew out of their bodies, and then they were collected by Feng Feiyun into the realm spirit stone.
"Smack, scared" The bodies of corpses are constantly being crushed Even Feng Feiyun himself didn't know how many corpse demons he had killed "Let's go, let's go, every time I leave, I think of the next reunion."
Feng Feiyun said to himself, put away the white stone giant knife, and took the white bone suspended above his head in his hand, this is the white bone of the ancestor of the Feng family, which was dug out of the ancestral land by the little demon.
The bone marrow in this white bone has a great temptation for the corpse evil, as long as a drop of bone marrow, it can attract all the surrounding corpse evil.
This is indeed a good way to kill the corpse evil, and only the quirky girl of the little demon can think of it, but in the end, it will be fulfilled.
Feng Feiyun sealed a gap on the white bone with aura, and the breath of the bone marrow inside was also sealed and no longer lost.
Alone, walking on the vast snowfield, shuttling between the mountains and mountains, day and night, walking on foot, seems to be comprehending some kind of avenue.
Feng Feiyun is like an ordinary person, step by step, the footprints are deeply submerged in the snow, and every step is extraordinarily neat and regular.
He walked in a straight line, but the footprints left on the snow were crooked.
Ten days later.
His steps became slower, still walking in a straight line, but the footprints in the snow became more curved, bent like a semicircle.
His eyes were fixed on the front from beginning to end, but the footprints on the ground were not, it was so strange that even if someone could stand on the spot at this moment, they couldn't figure out what was going on, and they thought they had seen a ghost.
Another ten days passed.
The pace of Feng Feiyun began to slowly become faster, and he still walked in a straight line, but the footprints on the ground had become a circle, and where he passed, there were strange patterns left on the ground, as if he was using the earth as a picture scroll to draw a ghost picture.
The speed was getting faster and faster, and at last there was no one at all, only a piece of snow could be seen sweeping through like a strong wind.
When the third ten days were over, Feng Feiyun was already standing under the ancient city wall of Qianhua City, the blue-gray ancient wall, which had gone through thousands of generations, and was as high as a mountain range, leaving traces of countless years on it.
From afar, you can see monks flying into the air, as well as unicorns, exotic beasts, and gold-finse, all of which have poured into the ancient city of Qianhua, and there are more monks here, among which there are many traces of the older generation of strongmen.
"It took a whole month to finally comprehend the three-fortieth of Xiao Yan's technique, and the third move, the reincarnation of Xiao Yan's technique."
The wind and clouds disappeared in place, and the next moment they had entered the ancient city of Qianhua and stood outside the Silver Hook Fang.
A small cycle is a reincarnation The number of Xiao Yan is forty, of which only thirty-seven are used.
If a monk wants to fly in the sky, he is naturally inseparable from the blessing of his divine sense, and he uses the technique of Xiaoyan to arrange his divine consciousness and condense the speed of heaven and earth, which is the true meaning of "reincarnation speed".
One beat is equivalent to the normal flight speed of other monks, but Feng Feiyun now has forty beats, which is equivalent to forty times the speed of monks of the same realm.
Once the reincarnation speed is cast, even a person of the level of an old Eight Epic level genius may not be able to catch up with him
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