Feng Feiyun has his own plan in mind, and since Beiming wants to play, he naturally has to play with him to the end.
Leaving the Lingshi Workshop, Feng Feiyun and Bi Ningshuai separated.
Such a big thing happened, Bi Ningshuai had to go and see the evil red lotus, otherwise God knows what would happen Feng Feiyun is also going to see someone, and I don't know if she has left the gods Feng Feiyun had already taken a Heavenly Marrow Spirit Pill in the underground dragon vein, and his cultivation had improved a lot.
The Heavenly Marrow Spirit Pill is only a fourth-grade spirit pill, and it has not reached the level of a fifth-grade spirit pill, so refining one cannot break through a realm at all.
Although it has not yet reached the realm of the fourth level of the Mandate of Heaven, it is not much different.
And on the way to the Peerless Building, Feng Feiyun took the second Heavenly Marrow Spirit Pill.
"Refining the five Heavenly Marrow Spirit Pills, I should be able to break through the realm of the fourth level of the Heavenly Mandate, and who is my opponent in the younger generation at that time?"
The old long street is covered with thick snow.
In the sky, there is a bright moon, the moonlight is bright, and the air is cold.
Feng Feiyun stood alone under the stunning downstairs, and under the moonlight, the shadow was stretched long, long.
Tomorrow is the battle of the horses, all the geniuses have gone to prepare for the battle, and the superb building that used to be lively and extraordinary, but tonight it seems a little deserted.
"Huh" Feng Feiyun's figure disappeared out of thin air, and the next moment, it had already appeared in the Peerless Building, a temple suspended in mid-air.
Above, in the vermilion jade hall, there is a spiritual lamp.
At the moment when Feng Feiyun appeared below the Jade Palace, the spiritual lamp was instantly extinguished and became dark.
"He's coming, he's down there."
Nangong Hongyan wanted to rush out of the hall, but when she walked to the door, she paused again.
Blood Dance said, "He's not dead" Nangong Hongyan shook his head and said, "There will be no mistake, I can already smell the breath on his body." ” "Then why don't you go out to see him directly, obviously you have a lot in mind, but when you really appear, another person is hiding here, this is not your style of doing things, sister."
Blooddance.
With a complicated look in her beautiful eyes, Nangong shook her head gently, took out a box with a layer of seals on it, like a fine net, and said, "Give this to him." ” Feng Feiyun stood quietly on the snow, letting the cold wind blow on his face, and after a while, a graceful red figure flew down from above, with long black hair, snow-white skin, and a sexy posture, like a stunner who was fascinated by death.
Red shadows in the night Blood Dance laughs, laughter hooks the soul, few men can not be infatuated with her laughter, very criminal, slender waist like a water snake swaying, walked over, charming: "Everyone thought that the God King was dead, but they didn't think that you, a bad person, couldn't die." ” Blood Dance Fragrance's shoulders were half exposed, with the scent of butterflies on her body, and she leaned over, full of teasing.
Feng Feiyun turned a blind eye and said, "Why didn't she come out to see me?"
"My sister has left the Stunning Building."
Blood Dance's fingers were like no bones, gently caressing Feng Feiyun's cheeks, and a pair of autumn waves blinked gently.
"Where did she go?"
said Feng Feiyun.
"I don't know about this, she left in a hurry, leaving only this one box for me to hand over to you."
Blood Dance was a little bored, took out the box, and handed it to Feng Feiyun.
This is a crimson iron box, made of extremely rare geocentric iron, wrapped in a layer of fine seals, like spider webs, and white brilliance is still flowing on it.
Feng Feiyun's eyes narrowed, with a thoughtful look, he held the red iron box in his hand, and was about to break the seal on it and open the box.
"No, no, my sister said, the contents of this box must wait until you are the most dangerous and desperate to open, and it won't work if you open it now, you have to be obedient" Blood Dance hurriedly stopped Feng Feiyun from opening the iron box.
Feng Feiyun glanced at Blood Dance slightly, then looked at the temple suspended above, and said with a smile: "Okay, if you don't open it, you won't open it."
Is there anything else Hongyan wants you to say to me?"
"It's gone," Blood Dance smiled playfully.
"It's gone," Feng Feiyun said.
Blood Dance said again: "Oh, I remember, my sister told you not to forget your agreement with her, a man who doesn't keep his promise is not a good man."
By the way, what kind of agreement, you don't want to elope, right?"
"You can't say this, you can't say it," Feng Feiyun smiled, and finally glanced at the temple above, a little disappointed, and then stepped away in the snow.
"Elopement, elopement," Blooddance laughed in the back.
Nangong has a red face and white clothes that are not stained with dust, and her posture is perfect to the extreme, just like a fairy in white.
The cold wind is like a knife, and the cold air enters the country, carving out a jealous, scheming and affectionate beauty.
No one knows how lonely she is in her heart, and no one knows that there is more love in her heart than she endures, she is just a woman, and she also wants to have a shoulder to lean on, like a tired bird, in the cold storm wants to have a nest.
She stood on top of the suspended temple, watching the wind and clouds leave, motionless, as if frozen by the wind and snow into a beautiful ice sculpture.
Feng Feiyun walked a long way, and faintly heard the sound of an ethereal guzheng behind him, the voice was so beautiful, it could not be described in words, at this moment, it was as if Nangong's beautiful and moving body hugged him into his arms, warm, cordial, and like a person who could melt people's bodies, just like a veteran on the battlefield, returning home after nine deaths, his wife's first hug.
I can't describe the feeling, warm, wonderful, satisfying.
Feng Feiyun stopped, stopped for a long time, and tried to listen to the song, until the song fell, and Feng Feiyun's body was already covered with thick snow, and then continued to leave.
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"This time in the battle of horses, more than half of the geniuses and heroes of the entire Shenjin Dynasty will participate, and there are more than ten geniuses at the epic level, and the kings of the younger generation are not to be outdone, and they all went to participate in this big war."
"Today is the time to sign up, and there are several strange top powerhouses, some people suspect that they are from other dynasties."
"In just one morning, more than 10,000 young talents signed up to participate, coming from all over the world."
The venue of the Battle of the Horses was set up in the Imperial City, and the Three Princes and Nine Secretaries presided over this feast of young talents, which was like a stormy meeting.
Many battle maniacs have come out of retreat and want to come here for a while.
"Epic-level geniuses, their combat power may not be invincible in the same realm."
Ji Feng was wearing a green robe, holding the dust in his hand, elegant as before, the moon wheel in the center of his eyebrows was open, which could attract the power of the bright moon in the sky, no one was his place for a move, just one morning, there were sixteen geniuses who were defeated in his hands, all of them won with one move.
Although Ji Feng is not an epic-level genius, his combat power is more powerful than an epic-level genius.
At noon, another earth-shattering figure appeared, this person had black wings on his back, had four arms, had a mysterious origin, and had reached the fifth level of the Mandate of Heaven, although he was not an epic-level genius, but his combat power was quite powerful, and he fought dozens of moves with a half-step giant without being defeated.
Epic geniuses are not necessarily the top figures of the younger generation.
The so-called "epic level" refers to their strong physique, high talent, and deep potential, but it does not mean that their strength is the top.
An epic-level genius who has cultivated for ten years may not be stronger than an anti-genius Jun who has cultivated for thirty years.
In the Shen Jin Dynasty, as long as they were not over fifty years old, they were all called the younger generation.
It didn't take long for a mysterious young powerhouse to appear, covered in mud, like a clay man, no more than one meter five tall, with a green cloud flying above his head, and the stone slab under his feet would turn into a quagmire as soon as he touched it.
An older generation monk who had reached the fifth peak of the Mandate of Heaven wanted to test his depth, but he was slapped in the chest with a light palm, and his body directly turned into mud covered with blood.
Another unfathomable young talent, whose name has never been heard of before.
The Shenjin Dynasty is too big, the population is too much, there are many ancient immortal gates hidden in the deep mountains and rivers, and they may not have dealt with the outside world for thousands of years, and it is not a fuss that these mysterious young talents were born.
There is no shortage of freaks in this world, just like little demons, even if they don't concentrate on cultivation, the speed of cultivation improvement is quite terrifying, and no one can compare.
Whether the combat power is strong or not does not only depend on the level of talent, some Tianjiao who are strong in mind and practice special exercises even have the power to kill epic-level geniuses in seconds.
Only half a day has passed, and several freaks have appeared, and their combat power has caught up with the half-step giants, making those people on the epic genius list feel strong pressure.
"Dongfang Jingshui is also here, he also wants to marry Princess Luofu and seize the position of the new generation of god kings" Someone exclaimed.
Dongfang Jingshui was domineering, with a magic city above his head, and a terrifying demonic power condensed on his body, and said with a long smile: "A big gathering of geniuses and talents, how can you be without me."
I'm not interested in the position of Princess Roseor or the God King, I just want to find an opponent who can fight. ” It's arrogant As soon as this remark came out, many young talents were not convinced.
One of the young talents gestured slightly, and an old man who was standing behind him suddenly flew out and shot out the power of a seven-headed dragon and tiger with one palm.
Dongfang Jingshui also slapped the old man back.
"Oh my God, Dongfang Jingshui has reached such a powerful state, and its combat power can already compete with a half-step giant."
Many people looked at each other, worthy of being the first person of the younger generation of the Silver Hook Valve, the combat power is so terrifying, in this battle of horses, who can crush him.
Although Dongfang Jingshui's combat power is strong, there are still several people present who are eager to try, and their fighting spirit is soaring, and their strength is not much weaker than Dongfang Jingshui.
"Haha I'm just signing up for a name today, I'm going to see you on our battlefield, as long as I think I'm qualified to fight with me, I will definitely accompany me to the end."
The Oriental Mirror Water is gone.
"Cousin, it seems that Dongfang Jingshui has also broken through the fifth level of the Mandate of Heaven, and will be your fierce rival," Long Shenya smiled.
Beiming opened his eyes, his pupils burst out with brilliant brilliance, and with strong confidence, he said: "This time I will definitely win, whether it is Dongfang Jingshui or Li Xiaonan, they will definitely be trampled under my feet." ” The first day of the Battle of the Horses was just a day of registration, tens of thousands of young talents signed up, all of them were good, and they were the top people of the young generation of the Shenjin Dynasty.
When Feng Feiyun was in dusk, he also rushed to register for his name, and his name was "Feng Ergou"
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