When the wind and clouds shattered the "middle dantian", the Danding ghost market set off a hurricane.
The Demon Butterfly Girl Tianjiao, the little princess of the Huiying Demon Clan and others have returned to Danding Ghost City, and they will tell the story of what happened to Qinglian Lingshan, and it soon reached the ears of the powerhouses of the major demon clans, causing a sensation.
"A half-demon suppressed the four princes of the Golden Crow Demon Clan, how is this possible?"
"The supreme pride of the Wuwu Tree Demon Clan was also suppressed by that half-demon, and he knelt in front of the Qinglian Female Saint and thought about it, this is simply a joke, it should be the Holy Spirit Forbidden Left by the Qinglian Female Saint to suppress them."
"I also think that it should be the power of the Holy Spirit forbidden left by the Qinglian Female Saint, no matter how powerful a half-demon is, it is impossible to be so perverted."
Although many people think this matter is very funny, there are still many good people who rush to Qinglian Lingshan.
The Great Sage Essence Blood is about to be born, and the elites of all ethnic groups have come to Danding Ghost City, these young people like to fight bravely, and in just one morning, dozens of powerful young monks have come to the foot of Qinglian Spirit Mountain.
"It is worthy of the place where the Holy Spirit once lived in seclusion, the aura here is simply too strong, and now it is actually occupied by a half-demon, it is simply a waste."
A heroic man of the Ancient Holy Demon Clan, who had cultivated to a powerful level, stood in the void, stepped out, and climbed the Qinglian Spirit Mountain, holding a blue spear in his hand, and slaughtered into the bamboo forest, and said with a mocking smile: "I heard that there is a powerful half-demon here, and the Yan Sanqian of the Blood Jiao Demon Clan wants to see how strong Your Excellency is."
Yan Sanqian's voice was very strong, and the footsteps trembled, spreading all over this world, and those heroes on the periphery of Qinglian Spirit Mountain heard this name.
"I'll just say who is so arrogant, it turned out to be Yan Sanqian of the Blood Jiao Demon Clan, I heard that this guy had three palms with a great sage not long ago, although he was beaten by the great sage and vomited blood, but it is still very powerful, but not everyone can take the three palms of the great sage and not die."
"If there is really a half-demon on Qinglian Spirit Mountain, it is estimated that Yan Sanqian will break his legs and throw him from the top of the mountain this time."
"One is the primeval holy demon clan, the other is a half-demon, the identity of the two is one in the sky and the other is underground, even if Yan Sanqian slapped that half-demon to death, it is not very glorious."
Among these young monks was one who flew in white, with a white hat on her head, full of mystery.
The woman in white stood there, carrying an ancient sword on her back Her body exuded a pure and holy brilliance, her skin was as crystal as beautiful jade, her figure was graceful, her body was surrounded by fairy mist, and her eyes were full of beautiful eyebrows, staring at the top of Qinglian Lingshan, and she muttered to herself: "Actually defeated the four princes of the Golden Crow, is it wrong for Feng Feiyun, although Feng Feiyun's cultivation is strong, there should still be a big gap with the four princes of the Golden Crow." ” Xuanyuan Yiyi felt that Feng Feiyun was likely to have stepped into the eighth level of Nirvana, in her opinion, a half-demon of the eighth level of Nirvana, it was impossible to defeat the four princes of the Golden Crow of the second level of feathering no matter what, the gap between the two was too big.
The Nirvana Realm and the Feather Realm were originally one great realm.
It should be another half-demon powerhouse.
Yan Sanqian carried the blue spear, walked unhindered, and said loudly: "Your Excellency is not able to suppress the four princes of the Golden Crow, why don't you dare to come out to fight with Yan Mou, it is because you are timid and scared" "Young man, there is a Holy Spirit sitting on this spiritual mountain, please be quiet and respect the sages."
A rickety old man came out of the bamboo forest, his hair and beard were white, very old, his voice was hoarse, and he coughed lightly from time to time, obviously very weak.
Yan Sanqian suddenly stopped, two blood rays shot out of his eyes, and he unfolded a kind of talent treasure eye of the Blood Jiao Demon Clan, staring at this old man, seeing through the reality of this old man.
"You're the half-demon" The old man nodded slowly and said, "Exactly" "You are already so old that you still refuse to die, let me send you to hell to report, so that your life will come to a glorious end."
Yan Sanqian was quite disappointed, he thought that this half-demon was such a great character, but he didn't expect it to be an old immortal thing.
However, if he can really suppress the four princes of the Golden Crow, it is worth taking action himself.
Yan Sanqian used a gun as a stick and swept over, and a turquoise water wave rushed out from the spear, rolling up a blue wave dozens of meters high.
The gun in his hand is called the Tide Wave Spear, which is a spiritual weapon battle treasure of the Blood Jiao Demon Clan, once activated, the gun will emit the sound of the sea churning, and at the same time, it will also trigger some rules between heaven and earth, causing the virtual image of the sea.
Feng Feiyun didn't use any soldiers, he fought with his fists, his withered arms blasted the turquoise water waves, stepped on the water waves, and walked towards Yan Sanqian, his fists bombarded the tip of the spear, making a sonorous sound.
Feng Feiyun's fist was harder than that of a soldier, and Yan Sanqian, who had hit, retreated step by step.
"This Yan Sanqian's cultivation is even higher than that of the Fourth Prince of the Golden Crow."
Feng Feiyun slapped it with one palm, and made a huge handprint, shattering all the gun shadows and knocking Yan Sanqian back dozens of steps away.
Yan Sanqian's heart was very surprised, this half-demon was so powerful that he actually fought with his tide spear with his bare hands, and also suppressed him steadily, what a powerful body this is "It's raining."
Yan Sanqian flicked his fingers, and the clouds gathered above the nine heavens, the wind and clouds surged, and a rain of light fell, making a whistling sound.
It's not really rain, it's spears falling straight down.
Feng Feiyun clasped his hands together, and the light of the Buddha rushed out of his body, wrapping the entire Qinglian Spirit Mountain, forming a halo divine cover, and a giant Buddha sitting at the top.
One after another, the Sanskrit sound sounded, shaking the heavens and the earth, resounding throughout the universe.
When those light rains meet the Buddha's light, they decompose one after another and turn into a grain of light.
"Golden Silkworm Buddha Qi.
Could it really be him, how could he become like this" Xuanyuan looked at the sky one by one, looked at the huge Buddha ring on the Qinglian Spirit Mountain, stared at the old man, and could vaguely distinguish the outline of the wind and clouds.
What happened to him, how could he grow old like this The ancient sword on Xuanyuan's back made a "ding" sound, flew out of the sheath, turned into a meteor, and flew to the top of Qinglian Lingshan, cutting Yan Sanqian hundreds of miles away with one sword.
Yan Sanqian blocked with a horizontal spear, but he still couldn't withstand the power on the ancient sword, and his body retreated uncontrollably, until he was thrown eight hundred miles away before stabilizing his body, staring at Xuanyuan Yiyi who was hanging in the air, "Who are you and why did you attack me?"
Another strong man came, and with a sword, he slashed Yan Sanqian into the air.
The ancient sword flew back into its scabbard.
Xuanyuan Yiyi's posture was elegant, her body was full of fairy clouds, and she took a step forward gently, and the next moment, she was already standing on top of Qinglian Lingshan and fell in front of Feng Feiyun, with a concave and graceful figure, a slender and soft willow waist, and a white hat, covering the peerless fairy face.
But the temperament on her body, few people can have, and she was instantly recognized by Feng Feiyun, "Her cultivation has reached this level, and she repelled Yan Sanqian with a sword." ” Although Feng Feiyun was surprised, she was not surprised, after all, she had said that Shui Yueting had spent thousands of years of True Yuan to help her cultivate the "Holy Nature".
Shui Yueting's thousand-year-old true yuan is not trivial, even if it helps her reach the realm of a half-saint, Feng Feiyun will not be surprised.
Xuanyuan was independent one by one, floating out of the dust, his voice was soft to the extreme, and said: "This half-demon is my old man, if anyone is an enemy of him, he is also an enemy of me." ” Yan Sanqian flew back, stood tall, his figure was extremely majestic, and said, "That's not up to you." ” Feng Feiyun also walked out from behind Xuanyuan Yiyi, although he looked old, but he was still arrogant, and said with a smile: "Her Royal Highness the Holy Maiden's heart is understood, I want to convince him, he knows that the half-demon is not a vulnerable group." ” Feng Feiyun sacrificed the Bagua Dao Seal, and the black and white aura was condensed on the Dao Seal, manifesting the Yin and Yang Seal, and the aura in this void was divided and turned into Yin and Yang Qi.
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Yan Sanqian no longer underestimated the enemy, and directly turned into a huge blood-colored dragon, turned into the main body, let out a long roar, and swooped down.
Feng Feiyun's body catapulted, his white hair rushed back, his eyes were round with anger, and he fell onto Yan Sanqian's back.
The blood-colored dragon's eyeballs were the size of a water tank, glowing crimson, and its huge tail blasted towards the wind and clouds.
"Boom" The Bagua Dao seal roared down and smashed on the top of the blood Jiao's head, and the blood Jiao was smashed to the point that the head was broken and the blood flowed, and a long roar of sorrow was released.
Feng Feiyun continued to suppress the Bagua Dao Seal, beating the blood Jiao in all directions, the huge head was about to split, and finally hit a broken mountain, the body shrunk, turned into a human form, and lay on the ground coughing up blood.
"I warned you not to mess with me, but to be self-righteous."
Feng Feiyun flew down, and pressed his palm towards the top of Yan Sanqian's head, intending to capture it and put it into the Three Flavor True Fire Furnace to practice into a Blood Jiao Pill, which was used to prepare for breaking through the Feather Realm.
"Damn the half-demon, that's the son of a demon king of the Blood Jiao Demon Clan, and you can also move" Two older blood-colored dragons flew over in the air, their bodies were huge, like two blood-colored mountains.
"One of your demon kings of the Blood Jiao Demon Clan is still locked in a cage now, not to mention that he is only the heir of a demon king."
Feng Feiyun summoned the Three Flavors True Fire Furnace and directly collected the two huge blood-colored dragons into the furnace, and soon refined them into two Blood Jiao Pills.
The Blood Jiao Pill was the size of a thumb, emitting a dazzling blood light, full of rich blood qi.
Yan Sanqian saw that the half-demon in front of him had no taboos, and refined the two elders of the Blood Jiao Demon Clan, and thought to himself, this half-demon was simply too cruel, so it was better not to fight him.
He threw out a talisman, and a scorching light erupted from the talisman, condensing into a Jiao Soul, which stretched out a huge claw and slapped towards Feng Feiyun.
"Poof" Feng Feiyun unfolded the "Qiankun Palm Print Heaven and Earth" to tear the Jiao Soul Talisman apart, and Yan Sanqian had already escaped into the void in embarrassment, and was beaten again by the power of the Qiankun Palm Print Heaven and Earth to vomit blood.
"Count you as fast as you get."
Feng Feiyun didn't chase it, pinched the two Blood Jiao Pills, flew back to Qinglian Lingshan, stood on a waterfall, looked at the powerhouses of all races outside Lingshan, and said: "Who dares to disturb the tranquility of the Holy Spirit's predecessors, don't blame me for beheading him in his past and present lives":