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Chapter 1111: The Point of No Return


In the Chaos Heavenly City, all living beings heard the sound of the wind and clouds, and saw the man in white standing on top of the suspended flying broken tower.

He stood there like a god, so oppressed that all the foreign monks knelt down for him, and no one dared to stand in front of him.

An old man full of wrinkles, the former master of the Martial Mansion, now has iron shackles on his hands, his feet are wrapped around the divine chain, but his eyes are full of excitement, and he knelt on the ground, "He has returned, the Holy Spirit of the human race has returned, and we have not been abandoned." ” Another big man with golden skin was also kneeling on the ground, and the half-saint level cultivation in his body was surging, if he hadn't been trapped by the iron lock, his voice would have been able to roar for nine days.

The Terran monks in the Chaos Heavenly City were all extremely excited, some were kneeling, some were crying loudly, and some were reciting ancient scriptures.

"Boom" Billions of Holy Spirit rays erupted from Feng Feiyun's body, and each light turned into a tentacle like a human hand, cutting off the chains on the eight trillion Terran monks in the Chaos Heavenly City.

This is the supreme supernatural power, and one thought turns into ten million.

The power of the Holy King, with a single thought, cut through eight trillion shackles.

The shackles were broken, and the bodies of all the human monks rushed out with monstrous battle intent, and pillars of angry light rose to the sky, threatening to punish the heavens and fight the Buddha "Battle" "Kill" "Punish all the extraterritorial thieves and return the rivers and mountains of my human race."

There are Buddhas, Taoists, warriors, sages, and talents, all of whom are full of fighting spirit, and they have taken action against the members of the Brahman Sect.

Those magnificent palaces were instantly shattered by terrifying power fluctuations, turning into the tiniest particles; Those wide ancient streets were cut with a single sword, and huge cracks were cracked a hundred meters wide.

Luo Shuihan, Nine Heavens Jade, Nine Heavens of Smoke and Rain, Xianxu Cave Lord and others are all excited, although they are women, they are also proud of themselves, these three thousand years have never been as happy as today.

"Boom" A great demon with blood-red wings and scales all over his body fought in the sky, and a claw tore towards the wind and clouds, shattering this time and space.

This is the saint of the Brahman Sect, who has cultivated to reach the holy realm of heaven.

Feng Feiyun stood in the broken building, and two dazzling rays of light shot out from his eyes, with countless great sage lines, purifying this saint of the Brahman Sect in the void and turning it into a grain of dust A ray of light, slaying a saint.

Standing behind him, Jiutian Yuyi's heart was full of admiration, staring at the majestic figure of Feng Feiyun, holding the guqin, twisting the strings with his jade fingers, and playing a song of broken plums.

"It's cold for a long time, and the red plum lies in the snow.

The wind blows the flowers and the snow sinks, and the iron hooves trample on the plums.

Last year, Yushu flew golden rain, and now no one asks.

The two chains locked a hot-blooded man kneeling on his knees, and his daughter was a wolf thief.

My good jade survived to survive, it is better to turn into red dust after death.

Family hatred and national hatred are discussed in the cup, and singing and laughing are crazy for me" The sound of the piano, the singing, the sound of fighting, the wail, the sound of the scabbard entering the body, the sound of the collapse of the supernatural power, the sound of the broken spiritual weapon, the sound of the collapse of the temple, the sound of everyone's voices are intertwined, and the blood in people's hearts is constantly boiling.

Feng Feiyun stretched out a huge handprint, pierced through the sky, and pinched a Van Annihilation Sect Sage with crystal horns on his head in his hand, and said, "Where is the Van Extermination Pope?"

The body of this Sage of the Sect of Extinction was a starry sky crystal beast that was three thousand miles long, but even if it turned into its main body, it was only the size of an ant in Feng Feiyun's hands, and it could not escape from Feng Feiyun's palm at all.

"The Pope is in retreat and is impacting the higher realms, if not, how can you be presumptuous in the Chaos Heavenly City," said the Sage of the Brahmanic Sect.

"Bang" Feng Feiyun didn't talk nonsense with him, and with a pinch of his palm, he directly crushed his body and turned it into a ball of blood powder, and then extracted a wisp of his soul and suppressed it on the feather platform.

When this sage condensed his flesh and blood body again, he turned into a crystal man and knelt in front of Feng Feiyun.

"Feng Xiaolong, I'll leave it to you here, kill all the members of the Brahman Sect, and then take them to take refuge in the kingdom of heaven."

Feng Feiyun stepped on the void with his feet, and walked towards the sea of chaos in the center of the Chaos Heavenly City step by step, every step could shatter the void, and there was a pride on his body that would never return.

"What are you going to do?"

Feng Xiaolong stared at Feng Feiyun's back, his heart twitched tightly, and he felt that Feng Feiyun's body had something that he didn't have, that kind of fearless fighting spirit, daring to punish the sky.

Everyone knows that Feng Feiyun is going to challenge the Pope, this is a road of no return, just like a mortal is challenging the gods, which requires great courage and great pride.

The Pope of Fan Annihilation is a supreme existence that even the two Holy Ancestors of Shuhuang and Snow Infant can kill, sitting in the Chaos Heavenly City, for three thousand years, I don't know how many people have fought him, but no one can come back alive.

Others may not know how strong the Fan Annihilation Pope is, but the Holy Spirit of Feng Xiaolong and the Immortal Void Cave Lord know very well that none of them dare to challenge the Fan Annihilation Pope, and they don't even dare to approach the Chaos Heavenly City, only Feng Feiyun dares to do this.

Nine Heavens Smoke and Rain wanted to chase after Feng Feiyun and go to the Sea of Chaos together, but they were stopped by a holy mang, which fixed her in the void and prevented her from following.

"He's going to fight for the entire human race, and for the entire Lost Pearls Mixed Yuan World."

The Immortal Void Cave Lord stared at the back that was gradually disappearing, and there was a sense of reverence in his heart.

She had never admired any man, and no man had ever been able to impress her, and now she had "This is what he said I was missing" Feng Xiaolong clenched his hands tightly, bit his lip, and roared, "Fight" "Bang" He broke through the top of the tower, and purple divine rays erupted from his body, and tens of thousands of purple lightning rays burst out from his body, stretching out a huge palm, grabbing the last Sage of the Brahman Extermination Sect in his hand, and throwing it out, collapsing half of the Chaos Heavenly City.

Chaos Heavenly City, the flames of war are flying, the sound of killing is full of blood, and the blood is flowing thousands of miles.

Feng Feiyun walked into the Sea of Chaos, it was like walking into another time and space, and the surroundings became peaceful.

The sea is calm, the fog is rising, there are ancient spirit islands sitting on the sea, and there are fairy palaces suspended in the void.

"Boom" A wave of water 10,000 feet high was set off, and the water condensed into a huge and boundless human body, a white-bearded old man, wearing a jade crown on his head, holding a Nine Dragons Scepter, and his chest was inlaid with the Mixed Yuan Bagua Seal, bursting out with a terrifying aura that made people's hearts daunted.

"Feng Feiyun, you shouldn't have come, with your talent, if you hide and cultivate, maybe after 10,000 years, you will be able to reach the seventh level of the Holy Spirit and establish the title of ancestor.

Why bother to find a way to die" The sound of the water rattling was difficult to affect the magnificent and mighty voice of the Pope.

Feng Feiyun stood on the surface of the sea, his body as small as a speck of dust, and said, "If I hide and cultivate for 10,000 years, I may really be able to reach the realm of the Ancestral Saint and cultivate to be the best in the world."

I can even escape into the starry sky, and no one can help me.

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But I don't want to see my former friends killed and enslaved, and I don't want to see the land where I once lived being destroyed.

The monks do something and don't do something.

Don't seek success in the first battle, but seek to be immortal in one breath. ” "The mayfly shakes the tree, and the mantis arm is used as a car, it's just a foolish practice, I didn't expect you to reach the realm of the Holy King, but you are still so ignorant, it seems that if the emperor doesn't kill you today, you won't escape."

The Pope of Fan Annihilation waved the Nine Dragons Scepter in his hand, and the entire Sea of Chaos was lifted up, and at the same time, it pressed towards the wind and clouds.

In the sea water, the power of the ancestral saint is permeated, and it is even more terrifying than a general holy spirit vessel, a drop of sea water can crush a feathered sage.

The way of the ancestors: once it is recited, all beings worship; One law is present, and it is the same as the sky.

This is the power of the Pope, if it weren't for the wind and clouds standing on the chaotic sea at this moment, if another holy king came here, I am afraid that he would have to kneel down and worship him.

Feng Feiyun has the eyes of the Great Sage, and the will of 108,000 Holy Spirits can resist the divine power of this ancestral saint.

"The Bitter Sea Boundless" Countless Buddha lights rushed out of Feng Feiyun's body, turning into a sea of Sanskrit sounds, colliding with the sea of chaos, forcibly tearing out a path where Buddha light converged.

A pair of golden Buddha light wings grew on Feng Feiyun's back, and the silkworm turned into butterfly wings, which could travel through space, go to the past and future, and cross a starry sky.

Holding a disc axe, he took off and pressed down with an axe.

"Bang" With an axe, the huge and terrifying Ancestral Saint Dharma Statue was shattered, turning into countless droplets of water and flowing back into the sea of chaos.

"Fan Annihilation Pope, you think that one of your Dharma Figures can stop my steps, but you can't help but look down on me too much" Feng Feiyun carried a barbarian axe, his eyes widened, and he was angry, and walked towards the deeper depths of the Sea of Chaos step by step.

"Boom" Seventy-two ancestral saint Dharma Figures rose on the surface of the sea, all of which were exactly the same as the one just now, standing up to the sky and the earth, with a unified demeanor, and a surging and terrifying aura in their bodies.

Each Ancestral Saint Dharma is comparable to a Saint King, and the seventy-two Ancestral Saints are displayed together, which is enough to deter the Heavenly Beings.

Feng Feiyun was not afraid, holding a giant axe, his body soared, his figure was like ghost lightning, and hundreds of millions of shadows flew above the sky.

Above the chaotic ocean, there is chaos, and I don't know how many time and space are destroyed.

Feng Feiyun flew between the seventy-two ancestral saints, his long hair was reversed, the axe was fanned with electricity, his whole body was covered in blood, his long clothes were flying in the wind, and he still had an indomitable pride on his body.

"Boom" Behind him, the seventy-two Ancestral Saint Dharma Phases all collapsed with a bang, turning into patches of mist and breaking into waves.

The pace stopped beyond an island, which was the center of the Sea of Chaos, made of sacred stones, shaped like a millstone, but supported by purple pillars, three hundred feet above the sea.

An old man with white hair and a crown sat in the center of the island, his body as crystal clear as white jade, but with a constant horizontal holy power that changed the color of heaven and earth: