"Who are you?"
Feng Bingyi's eyes swept sharply, and if the cold wind passed, the hearts of the excited immortals were cold, and the tips of their teeth trembled.
Emperor Taishan of Dongyue was forced to look at him, he recognized Feng Bingyi, but Feng Bingyi couldn't recognize him.
Originally, Feng Bingyi was going to search for souls and pass through Xuan Zhenren, but unfortunately, not long after the process, the Wuyue army came, and the movement was so big that Feng Bingyi was even more anxious and forcibly stopped the soul search.
"I am the star under the command of Emperor Fuxi, Tai Sui Xingjun."
Dongyue Taishan Emperor's scalp was numb, and he stubbornly reported the name of the ancient Fuxi Dynasty.
The Four Mountains Emperor Jun was stunned, "Feng Bingyi, have any of you heard this name......
Emperor Dongyue, is this person also the Feng Clan in your mouth?
” They looked at each other, searched their minds, and thought about all the immortals of the Yellow Emperor Yan Emperor Daomen, and none of them were called Feng Bingyi Compared with the other Four Mountain Emperors, the Emperor of Dongyue Taishan knew the details of Feng Bingyi, and was even familiar with its aura, so he didn't dare to underestimate this old man.
Back then, Feng Bingyi was high above and was known as the successor of Fuxi, while Dongyue Emperor Jun Jinhong was just an ant mustard.
Feng Bingyi looked down lightly, and his pride hung on his face.
In the ancient times, there were many constellations, and the famous one was one hundred and eight constellations, and Tai Sui Xingjun could not be ranked among the one hundred and eight constellations, which was really insignificant.
But he still spoke, "It turned out to be Saturn-kun." ” Emperor Taishan of Dongyue frowned, known as the Emperor of Saturn, he was angry in his heart, like a knife.
There is a folk saying, Tai Sui's head must not be moved.
Chinese folklore says that wherever Tai Sui runs, a piece of flesh will appear under the corresponding direction, which is the incarnation of Tai Sui Xing.
Breaking ground here will alarm Tai Sui, so there is a saying that "you must not break ground on Tai Sui's head".
This actually implies that the identity of the Emperor Taishan of Dongyue, in the ancient Fuxi Dynasty, was just an immortal who farmed the land.
Not to mention that he can't get on the stage, even if he is really in the world, farmers are also menial jobs.
"Saturn-kun, respect and order, when you see me, don't kneel!"
Feng Bingyi shouted domineeringly.
Chu Wangxian nodded slightly, he was right to bring Feng Bingyi out, this guy has the ability to attract attention.
It is believed that after this battle, the name of Feng Bingyi will be famous in the heavens, and he can temporarily hide his identity and manipulate it secretly.
Opposite side.
Emperor Taishan of Dongyue struggled, and finally roared loudly, "Feng Bingyi, I will call you for the last time, I am not the Fuxi Dynasty now, I am now the Emperor of Dongyue Taishan of the Heavenly Court Daomen." ” "I've got a long job!"
"Fuxi has no knowledge of people, the Yellow Emperor has no tolerance for people, only Laojun is the master of heaven and earth, commanding all immortals."
Emperor Taishan of Dongyue roared.
"Arrogance, I will now know you, the Emperor of Taishan, what are you capable of."
Feng Bingyi took a decisive step forward to make a move, and the water surface of his feet first gurgled and then a deafening explosion, and some terrifying power rushed out of the water.
"This, this, this is a big wave!"
In the rumbling sound, the water surface set off big waves, and the wave marks soared to the sky, reaching a thousand feet in the sky, as if a wall that reached the sky smashed into Taishen Mountain.
All the immortals looked stupid, they had seen the big waves, but the big waves went straight up to the nine clouds and crushed the sky, it was the first time they had seen it.
Feng Bingyi was called Hebo by later history books, which represents its ability, which is related to rivers, whether it is the river of lava, or the river, or even the most terrifying Tianhe.
The great wave that swept everything swept in mercilessly.
This is not ordinary river water, but the water of the heavenly river.
The clouds in the sky were swallowed up by the big waves, and some of the immortals watching the battle in the sky couldn't escape, as if they were swatted by flies, and they were swept into the big waves.
Under the terrifying impact, there were many immortals who held themselves with immortal bodies, and their bones were shattered, and if a big hand tore their bodies, they seemed to be divided by five horses.
Boom Boom!
Under the terrifying waves, the Taishen Mountain that was crushed was washed and collapsed, and it was like a boat, being pushed and blown in no knowing where it was blowing.
This is hundreds of millions of tons of Taishen Mountain, and it can be blown away by the big waves, which is simply shocking to people's eyes.
Boom Boom!
Several consecutive explosions fell to the ground, and the emperors of the other four mountains took action one after another, and moved the four sacred mountains of Hengshan, Songshan, Hengshan, and Huashan with the technique of moving the mountain, superimposed and blocked, as if barrage and damming, which was worthy of standing down in the big waves, like an island in the river.
But at a glance, the Wuyue Immortal Army was blown to pieces, and the army did not form an army, it simply became a rout.
In such a war situation, how can this be a big battle?
At this moment, the Wuyue Mountain God's face turned pale for a while, looking at Feng Bingyi, his heart trembled in pain.
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Far away from a hundred miles, it is like an ocean of earth, big waves are floating in the dust, and many black shadows are swept into the waves.
The originally ambitious Emperor Xudu led the ghost army, but as a result, he failed to succeed halfway, and suffered a lot of losses due to natural disasters, and this big wave also swept away a lot of ghost troops.
Fortunately, it was far away, but some ghost ships were lost, and the ghost soldiers were still there.
"What happened?"
Emperor Xudu's eyes were white, and his divine thoughts spread to a hundred miles away, and in the battlefield, there were already ghosts in the ghost world, ambushed here.
"It's the Emperor of Wuyue, they encountered a strong enemy, they were beaten very badly, and they were swept away by the big waves."
Who could it be?
There are thousands of strange thoughts in the heart of the ghost emperor of Xudu, and now in the big red sky, the ghost world and the Daomen war, the one who can intervene is probably the demon emperor Emperor Jun's people.
You can't guess just by guessing, you can only see it with your own eyes.
"The Ghost King of the Six Palaces!"
"Yes!"
From the ghost army, six generals have stood up successively, each of which is full of ghosts, with distinct armor and unfathomable strength.
The Heavenly Palace, the Heavenly Palace, the Heavenly Palace, the Heavenly Palace, the Heavenly Palace, the Heavenly Palace, the Heavenly Palace, the Heavenly Palace, the Heavenly Palace, the Heavenly Palace, the Heavenly Palace.
There are these six palaces in the ghost city of Xudu, and the six palaces in the world are just imposters, and the ghost king of the six palaces in front of him is the real one.
"Let's go!"
Emperor Xudu took a step, and the ghost qi danced in all directions, and walked away.
"Someone's coming!"
Chu Wangxian glanced at him vigilantly, and he had already seen the ghost qi rolling in the clouds.
"Who?"
"Don't you know, have you heard of Emperor Xudu?"
Chu Wangxian turned sideways and looked at the six unique ghost qi of the Emperor Xudu.
"Nope!"
Feng Bingyi shook his head, he hadn't heard the Emperor Xudu from the mouth of the Heavenly Emperor.
"You are here to suppress the formation, the Emperor of Wuyue is not worried, I will deal with the Emperor Xudu."
Chu Wangxian rubbed his hands.
Feng Bingyi was surprised in his heart, "It's really rare for you to take action personally." ” Chu Wangxian shook his head at the same time, his gaze became stern, "Among the heavens, this Emperor Xudu hates me the most, he is obviously illustrious, but he wants to defect to the Nuwa Ghost Emperor."
It's just a matter of defecting, even the ghost world can't hold it, let Buddhism take away nearly half of the eighteen layers of hell, and the name of the Tianzhu people Yama King is a hundred times that of the Emperor Xudu, what a waste. ” He was so angry that he simply regarded Emperor Xudu as a defeated general who had been defeated again and again.
With a clench of his right hand, the figure vanished, but the sound diffused.
"Emperor Yan has this waste in his vein, and when I encounter it this time, I will definitely beat it well."