This is the mark of the god of the sky, "Lubarin".
Awaken this sigil and you will receive some of the power of the god of the sky.
The strength on Gu Mo's body is rising rapidly, getting stronger and stronger, getting thicker and thicker, and the figure in the center of his eyebrows is also getting brighter and brighter.
It gives a feeling of suffocation.
"The God of the Sky, Lu Balin, was condensed into a divine soul six thousand three hundred years ago, and then was taken to the Netherworld, and among the many gods and evil Venerables in the Netherworld, he ranked higher than the Alun Realm Buddha, and entered the top hundred."
Yao Ji said.
The Netherworld brings together all the gods and evils from the five dynasties to ancient times, and the number cannot be described in words.
The god of the sky, "Lu Balin", is too young compared to those gods and evils that have been born for tens of thousands of years or hundreds of thousands of years, and can rank in the top 100 of gods and evil venerables, which shows the strength of his faith.
Of the seventy-two countries in the Western Regions, there are four small countries, all of which believe in the god of the sky, and even some people in the Western Regions of the Shenjin Dynasty believe in it.
Of course, it is not that the older the god and evil are born, the stronger the cultivation must be, after all, the power of the god and evil comes from people's belief in it and the number of incense, if the temple of a god and evil 100,000 years ago collapses, and if you don't get faith and incense, its power will decline.
Of course, the cultivation of the sky god "Lu Balin" is stronger than that of the "Alun Realm Buddha", which does not mean that Gu Mo is stronger than Luo Moba, the key is to see how powerful his divine sense is, and how much power he can borrow from the sky god Gu Mo's cultivation is naturally not trivial, the divine clouds on his body are rolling, the long hair on his head is burning like a flame, and every spell is played, giving people a feeling of stormy waves.
"Earth-splitting axe."
Feng Feiyun had forty invisible divine senses flying all over his body, and each one looked exactly like him, just like a soul.
Forty divine senses finally overlapped together, condensed into a battle axe, and the axe was blasted down, without any suspense, Gu Mo was directly cut out and thrown off the battle platform, his whole body was red with blood, and half of his head was cut off.
If it were other young talents, it would be impossible to defeat them so easily, after all, not everyone has such a perverted divine sense as Feng Feiyun.
Feng Feiyun is equivalent to, is their nemesis.
Feng Feiyun's divine consciousness is stronger than the divine soul of the gods they believe in.
These teenagers were not afraid of life and death, one died, the second killed again, and then the third did not give Feng Feiyun any respite at all.
In just one hour, Feng Feiyun killed eleven exotic teenagers in a row, all of them were very powerful, and they could be called overlords among the younger generation.
"The underground gambling palace wants to take wheel warfare to consume the wind two dogs."
Someone with a sharp eye saw the intentions of these people.
"No matter how powerful a monk's cultivation is, the amount of aura in the dantian is limited.
Feng Ergou seems to win easily, but he uses all his strength in every move, which is a huge consumption of aura, and if he fights until dark, he is likely to be tired and lie on the ground. ” "But the loss of the underground gambling palace is also very large, even if they can defeat Feng Ergou and recover the loss of 300,000 spirit stones, they will also lose a lot of supreme geniuses."
"Every genius is a priceless treasure, is it really worth it?"
many people asked.
Li Xiaonan smiled: "It's naturally worth it."
These teenagers seem to be powerful, but they are all borrowing the power of those gods and evils, and their achievements in this life cannot surpass the gods and evils they believe in. ” "The potential of these teenagers cannot be compared with the overlords and kings of the younger generation, and their value is extremely low.
After they die, they will no longer borrow the power of gods and evils, and the master of the underground gambling palace will soon be able to cultivate a second batch of such young masters. ” "So that's the case, so it seems that Feng Ergou is in danger, even if his cultivation is extremely powerful, he is likely to be consumed to death today."
Those exotic teenagers, constantly on the battlefield, go forward one after another, not afraid of life and death, not like people, more like a puppet.
Time flies, and dusk is coming.
The slanting sun hung at the head of the city, as red as Zhu Dan.
In another quarter of an hour, the day will be over, if no one has been able to defeat Feng Ergou, he will become the winner of the Yellow Character Battle Platform today, qualify for the second round, and of course win 300,000 spirit stones.
The atmosphere became tense, and many monks of the older generation rushed to hear about it. "300,000 spirit stones, I'm afraid that only the treasury and silver hook valve of the Shenji Dynasty can take out, which is enough to establish a huge immortal sect within a hundred years."
A giant-level cultivator sighed.
"The backer behind the underground gambling palace is likely to be one of the four major gates, there must be hole cards that have not been played, and it is impossible for people to easily win away 300,000 spirit stones."
"In the last quarter of an hour, I don't know which Supreme Heaven will make a move" "Boom" with a loud bang Another talented man was killed, kicked off the platform by Feng Feiyun, and rolled down from the hundred-step battle platform, falling into a blur of flesh and blood.
This is already the thirty-second person.
The black clothes on Feng Feiyun's body were soaked with blood, and the hat on his head was also stained with blood slag, all of which were other people's blood, and at this moment he was like a demonic Shura, a killing machine.
The people he killed were all the top masters of the younger generation, and they were even more powerful than yesterday's Dark Domain Young Master who killed forty-three people in a row.
The monks under the battle platform were all frightened by the kind of anger on his body at this moment, as if this was no longer a person, but an evil demon.
Some pampered Miss Money and princesses of the dynasty have never seen such a bloody scene, some vomited, some were frightened and fainted, and were carried away by the monks of the family.
"This person is so powerful, he has killed more than thirty strong people of the younger generation in a row, but it seems that he has not spent much strength, is he pretending to be relaxed, or has he not shown true cultivation from beginning to end" Princess Luofu stood on top of the jade hall, staring at the smoke, feeling the anger of this demon sword heir, and there was an indescribable feeling in her heart.
Yao Jimei's eyes rippled and said, "This is a very interesting person.
Your Royal Highness is afraid that if he wins the battle of the horses, you will marry him."
Princess Luofu said: "How difficult it is to win the battle of the horses, even the people of Beiming Potian and Li Xiaonan are not sure that they can win the battle of the horses, let alone him."
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"Then who does Her Royal Highness the princess want to marry," Yao Ji said with a smile.
Princess Luofu fell silent, and a figure appeared in her mind, which disappeared in a flash, and quickly disappeared from her mind, and said, "You have too many questions. ” Yao Jixue's eyes were peachy and he smiled leisurely.
"It's amazing, it's worthy of being the heir of the demon sword."
A young woman's voice rang out.
I didn't see her figure, but I could already hear his voice.
This voice is full of infatuation, definitely an attractive woman, but this voice is extraordinarily ethereal, as if it is still thousands of miles away.
"Huh" A purple glow broke through the formation on the wall of the imperial city, leaped over the city, and went straight to the yellow battle platform, and the next moment, it landed on the opposite side of Feng Feiyun. actually broke through the formation of the imperial city directly, although the imperial city array was not opened, but it was just the usual guardian formation, and it was not something that ordinary people could break through.
"Hurry up, fortunately it arrived at the last minute."
This is a chic and handsome man, with a three-foot green front hanging from his waist, long hair hanging gracefully, bright eyes and bright teeth, and his skin can be broken by blowing, which is more delicate than a woman.
His voice is soft, like the chirping of a yellow bird, a warbler and a swallow, a delicate voice, more beautiful than a woman's voice.
He doesn't look like a man, his arms are snow-white, his legs are slender, he can barely see the hair, his figure is more attractive than the female character, if you look at it from behind, he is like a superb beauty, which will make many male monks burn their bodies, thinking that they have seen a goddess.
Feng Feiyun gasped at the first moment he saw this man, and couldn't help but take a step back, it wasn't that he was afraid of him, but that he had never seen such a "beautiful" man, and he was still wearing women's clothes.
Su Yun is the first beautiful man in genius, but Su Yun is more heroic and chic.
But this man gives people a soft and bewitching feeling, if it weren't for the fact that his chest was very flat, Feng Feiyun would even think that he was a beauty, to be exact, more beautiful than a beauty.
Under the battle platform, there was also a sound of surprise, and many male monks had their eyes shining, even if they knew that he was a man, they couldn't help but look at him twice, and the man couldn't resist his charm.
"Damn, where did this thing come from" Bi Ningshuai had a spasm all over his body, and he was also frightened.
This man is wearing a purple gauze silkworm robe, with a long skirt, a pair of slender jade legs under the skirt are faintly visible, with a soft posture, clear curves, and slender fingers.
Every move is like a woman, the eyelashes are slender and neat, obviously carefully trimmed, the green silk between the ears and temples is swaying, and he can vaguely see that he is wearing a pair of blue butterfly earrings on his small ears, which hang down gently, colliding with a clear voice.
Feng Feiyun clenched his teeth, as if he was facing a great enemy, took two steps back again, coughed dryly and said twice: "Girl, your sister, brother, if you want to fight, why do you talk so much nonsense?"
"Hehe" He walked lightly, did not wear shoes, stepped on lotus steps, his feet were like three-inch golden lotus, smooth as jade, his skin was delicate, every nail was trimmed neatly, and it was coated with moon-white incense, and his walking posture was more dignified and soft than that of the royal princess who had been educated in etiquette, so that the eyes of the monks under the battle platform were shining one by one, just like a group of wild wolves seeing a tender and delicious little white sheep.
"Don't call me brother Tai, call me Long Qingyang, come to the Tianlong Dynasty."
He blinked his eyelashes, his lips sparkling like watertight cherries, his slender fingers ruffling his hair, and his eyes sparkled pitifully.
"Your surname is Long, and you are a member of the royal family," Feng Feiyun stepped back again.
"There are so many people with the surname Dragon in the world, and it is not the royal family of the Shenjin Dynasty that has the surname Dragon."
Long Qingyang's sleeves are fluttering, his body is soft and leaning lightly, his eyes are resentful, and his smile is more wonderful than that stunning beauty, just like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl who has just fallen in love
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