The blood-colored jungle, I don't know what kind of trees are growing, the whole body is blood-red, crystal clear, hard as jade, and the leaves will drip blood.
Feng Feiyun put on the dragon scale phoenix leather coat, turned into a giant dragon, showed his most powerful power, and fought against the giant spirit Yang God.
"Boom" A dragon and a skeleton crushed the blood-colored jungle piece by piece.
The battle bodies of 10,000 spirit beasts appeared behind the divine dragon, and they erupted into an earth-shattering roar, disturbing countless unknown creatures in the blood-colored jungle and fleeing one after another.
Princess Huoluan's fragrant body was lying on top of the dragon's head, feeling the terrifying aura of the dragon on her body, and her heart was completely shocked, "This is the master's true cultivation, the strength is simply stronger than many quasi-saints, and the master is already one of the most powerful figures between heaven and earth." ” Many races do not have a single Holy Spirit, and a race with one Holy Spirit can already be guaranteed to be immortal, and a race that can have three Holy Spirits is already considered a prosperous race.
In a world where the Holy Spirit is so scarce, the quasi-saint is the supreme between heaven and earth, an invincible existence in the world.
Princess Huoluan felt that the combat power displayed by Feng Feiyun might have entered the top ten of the human race, and it also included the top ten of the human race's Holy Spirit.
In terms of strength, it is completely on an equal footing with the masters of the major central dynasties, the cave masters of the human ancestor cave heaven.
Of course, all this is her guess, and she has no idea how powerful the human race is.
"Feng Ye is really a dick, such a powerful battle power is enough to run rampant in the entire Xiniu He Continent, not to mention the king of the new generation, even if he encounters the supreme of the older generation, there are not many existences that can suppress him."
The blood Jiao was wrapped around the neck of the Mao turtle, and it was also on Feng Feiyun's back, witnessing this battle between the dragon and the giant spirit Yang God, which was really ancient and modern.
Blood Jiao's cultivation has also improved greatly, and it has reached the fifth level of feathering, which is enough to be named the Great Demon King.
This is a quasi-saint-level contest, if it happens on human territory, maybe hundreds of millions of miles of land will collapse, it will cause an uproar, enough to make a realm lord and a domain lord tremble.
Mao Turtle, Shengshi Fruit, and Blood Jiao have been following Feng Feiyun closely, and after Feng Feiyun turned into a dragon, they stood on Feng Feiyun's back.
"Roar" Feng Feiyun's mouth spat out a mouthful of flames, and the flames were wrapped in eight three-flavor true fire furnaces, each of which turned into ten thousand zhang high, suspended in eight different directions, corresponding to the eight trigrams of heaven, encompassing eight thousand miles of land.
Eight thousand miles of ground and sky burned and turned into a furnace of heaven and earth, and all living things within this range were incinerated to ashes.
This is still in the small spirit fairy realm, and the eight three-flavor true fire furnaces have only been launched for eight thousand miles, if it is in Xiniu Hezhou, I am afraid that the territory of 800 million miles will be ignited and all living things will be destroyed.
This is the destructive power of the quasi-saint level.
Therefore, on the territory of the human race, it is rare to see a battle at the demi-saint level, and it is all for the young generation of talents of each force to fight, so as to decide the winner or loser.
Because once the demi-saints start a war, trillions of living beings will be turned into ashes, which is a price that no force can afford.
Feng Feiyun took out eight more human-sized spirit stones, and at the same time smashed them into the eight three-flavor true furnaces.
Each Realm Spirit Stone contained 100 million square meters of fire essence, and after entering the Three Flavors True Fire Furnace, it immediately burst open, and a steady stream of fire essence flowed into the furnace, providing energy for the Three Flavors True Fire Furnace.
"Boom" The original 10,000-foot tall three-flavor true fire furnace expanded rapidly under the cultivation of the essence of fire, and finally turned into a crimson divine furnace as high as 9,999 miles.
This is the real size of the three-flavor true furnace, each one is close to ten thousand miles high, if a three-flavor true furnace flies in the starry sky, it is about the same size as a planet.
Only such a divine furnace can withstand the essence of fire in the eight directions of heaven and earth, and refine one of the most powerful holy spirit vessels, the "Panman Axe".
The geographical scope covered by the Eight Three Flavor True Fire Furnaces expanded tenfold again, covering a radius of 80,000 li, turning a radius of 80,000 li into a fire domain, trapping the Giant Spirit Yang God in the center, and refining it.
The ground was reduced to magma, the space was burned and distorted, the crimson light spread far away, and the terrifying temperature burned the entire blood-colored jungle.
Qingluan Holy Maiden, Xuanyuan Yiyi, Tiansuan Scholar and others had just chased into the blood-colored jungle, and hurriedly escaped.
There were many strange creatures that escaped with them, all powerful species born from the primeval ruins, but at the moment they were all fleeing, because the battle in the depths of the jungle was too terrifying.
"Damn, this level of battle is too perverted, if it happens on the territory of the human race, I don't know how many people will die" Simon's blow job's hair burned, and his heart shook a lot, feeling that the gap with Feng Feiyun was too big.
It seems that the power of Feng Feiyun was still underestimated before.
The last one of the Central Plains melons rushed out of the blood-colored jungle, and his buttocks were all ignited by the three flavors of true fire, "How did Brother Feng's combat power increase so much Even the master of our Second Central Dynasty is not his opponent, to be exact, our Second Central Dynasty can't find anyone who can defeat him, maybe that old ancestor of our family can compete with him." ” The stronger Feng Feiyun is, the happier they will naturally be, with Feng Feiyun behind their backs, it is enough to walk sideways on the territory of the human race.
Tiansuan Scholar said: "Brother Feng had just reached the seventh level of feathering before entering the Little Spirit Immortal Realm, theoretically speaking, if you want to cultivate from the seventh level of feathering to the quasi-saint realm, it will take at least five hundred years, and this is all calculated by a legendary-level genius."
I think Brother Feng definitely hasn't broken through to the eighth level of feathering, and having such a powerful combat power should be the reason for the Mahayana of the Ten Thousand Beast Battle Body, as well as the particularity of the half-demon bloodline.
Let's not forget, Brother Feng is the first demi-saint to break the curse, and it is normal to create any miracles. ” "The seventh level of feathering is so powerful, if you break through to the eighth level of feathering, under the Holy Spirit, who is still his opponent" Zhongyuan was a little speechless, he used to think that he was the first genius in the world, but compared with Feng Feiyun, he suddenly felt that he seemed to be a genius not obvious enough.
Tiansuan scholar said with a smile: "There are many strong people in the world, and the existence of great magical powers, great opportunities, and great talents may not be known, there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, who dares to say that they are the first in the world" The battle between Feng Feiyun and the Giant Spirit Yang God in the ancient ruins naturally alarmed many kings of the new generation.
In the ancient ruins, on a black desert, a big fat man six or seven meters tall slapped out, bombarding a half-saint-level fierce beast god dragon into the sand, and then directly torn this god dragon into two with his bare hands, stuffed it into his mouth and ate it.
The fierce beasts of the demi-saint level were enough to frighten those new generation kings to flee and avoid this place of death far away, but this big fat man had no taboos, and when he walked into this place of death, he ate all the kings of fierce beasts here.
This big fat man is the "immortal" of the White Tiger Demon Clan Immortal didn't look at the fire on the horizon, sniffed, and smiled, "This half-demon's body turned out to be dragon blood, how did I smell a faint breath of the young ancestral dragon king, is it a relative of the thirteenth prince's family, I have to make up for this excitement." ” A tiger roar came out of the mouth of the immortal, scaring countless fierce beasts and creatures to the ground, his body swelled up, turning into a white tiger, as high as a mountain, with a blood-red word "king" in the center of his eyebrows, and rushed towards the direction of the blood-colored jungle.
In the center of the ancient ruins, on top of a ruined palace wall, the palace wall was as high as a mountain, and there was a heroic man in a white robe standing on it, with two dragon horns on his head, looking in the direction of the blood-colored jungle, and said coldly: "Son of a traitor of the dragon clan, you have finally appeared." ” A new-generation king of the dragon clan's half-saint cultivator flew up to the palace wall, bowed down, and said, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, I didn't find the Xuanyuan Sword. ” The thirteenth prince frowned slightly, and said: "This is the former sleeping palace of the Earth Emperor Great Sage, according to legend, the supreme powerhouse of the human race, Emperor Xuanyuan, came here in his old age, looking for a way to continue his life, someone saw him walk into the ancient ruins and never went out, it is obvious that he did not find a way to continue his life, and died in this ancient ruins." ” "The Xuanyuan Sword must be here, those supreme generals of the Terran race chose the location of the King's Discussion Meeting here, and if they want to send those new generation kings of the Terran race to the ancient ruins to find an opportunity, they are actually looking for the Xuanyuan Sword.
The Xuanyuan Sword is one of the most powerful Holy Spirit vessels in the world, and the power of the Sword Spirit itself can fight the Saint, and only those who are really related to the Xuanyuan Sword can find it and become its master. ” "Even if we can't find it, even if we find this Holy Spirit vessel, we can't forcibly subdue it."
The dragon demi-saint said: "Then won't we return in vain this time?"
The Thirteenth Prince shook his head and said, "Before coming to the Little Spirit Immortal Realm, the Ancestral Dragon King transmitted a message to me with a divine thought, and there is a big secret in the ancient ruins.
When Emperor Xuanyuan entered the primeval ruins in his old age, perhaps not to find a way to continue his life, but to suppress something or a creature. ” With a respectful look on his face, the dragon demi-saint said, "What does the ancestral dragon king mean?"
"Let's find the truth, even if we can't get the Xuanyuan Sword, we must find the truth."
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The thirteenth prince's gaze looked at the fiery red clouds in the sky, and he could see the eight divine furnaces suspended in the sky, and the sound of a dragon chanting came over.
The thirteenth prince's body also exuded a mighty dragon qi, a brilliant breath, and a wave of qi rushed out, directly shocking the demi-saint of the dragon clan, like a fly.
"Bang" The dragon demi-saint fell into a dilapidated palace hundreds of miles away, smashing a large hole in the ground.
"The fate of a traitor is death, then kill the traitor first, and look for the Xuanyuan Sword."
The voice of the thirteenth prince still floated above the city wall, but his body had disappeared
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