The majestic and cold palace disappeared, and the golden sunlight fell from the sky and fell on the body, making people feel warm all over. It was full of people and noisy!
"Tanghulu, we are selling candied haws, one penny per stick, no money if it's not sweet!"
"Here are the meat buns, freshly baked meat buns, three for two cents, so cheap and affordable!"
"Donkey meat roasted on fire..."
On both sides of the street, there were shouts of hawking from time to time, and the crowds were crowded. Feng Bingwen stood in the middle of the street, looking around on both sides. When he saw a familiar facade, he suddenly smiled and put down the palm he was about to raise.
Ruyufang
A very famous pastry shop in Qingshan County. At this time, a pretty woman with high black hair walked out of the pastry shop. After seeing the young man in the crowd, she immediately smiled and said,
"Brother Bingwen, I haven't seen you for a while. Are you a glutton today?"
"Sister Wen, there is indeed something missing."
Looking at the dignified and charming beautiful woman in front of him, who was no different from his memory, Feng Bingwen stepped forward. He couldn't find any difference in soul, blood, and even smell for the time being.
Except one thing
"Brother, you came at the right time."
When Feng Bingwen came closer, this beautiful, elegant and beautiful woman stepped forward, grabbed one of her arms and held her in her arms, almost half dragging and half dragging him into the room.
In Yufangli.
Everything is so real, the warm and soft touch on the arms, the fresh and elegant fragrance lingering on the tip of the nose, the beauty is slightly unreal, but it makes people unwilling to wake up from this beautiful dream.
"My sister feels a little uncomfortable in her chest. Can you help her take a look?"
After being dragged into the inner room, the aroma of pastries, preserved fruits, candied fruits and other food rushed to the tip of the nose, making people salivate unconsciously. However, when a moist and hot air that numbed the ears rushed to the ears, the temptation in it made people pay attention again.
Completely divert away from these delicious snacks.
"Um?"
Feng Bingwen didn't seem to have reacted yet. He saw this pretty woman unbuttoning her robe, and her slender neck, delicate collarbones, as white as delicate mutton-fat jade, were displayed in front of his eyes, as well as the bright red one.
Du Dan is in full bloom on Kezi.
"Brother, help sister rub it!"
In the charming and ambiguous atmosphere, the beautiful woman took Feng Bingwen's hand and was about to descend to the tall snow-capped mountains, as if she wanted to measure the majesty of these mountains. However,
"Enough!"
Feng Bingwen's palms were suspended in the air, like cast iron. No matter how hard this beautiful woman tried, they could not be shaken. And the original gentle smile disappeared quietly, and her face was as cold and hard as the statue in the temple, majestic and solemn.
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"Brother, what's wrong with you? You don't want to..."
She untied her outer garment, revealing the bright red brocade embroidered with peonies. The beauty's dignity was enhanced by her charm, which seemed to have infinite temptation. Seeing Feng Bingwen unmoved, her pair of soft and beautiful women seemed to be rippling in the water.
There was doubt in her beautiful eyes.
Boom!
But before she could finish her words, a thunder resounded like a dragon's roar in the sky, and a bolt of incandescent thunder fell from the sky. It penetrated the house in an instant, and the beautiful woman in front of her, half undressed, tried to refuse the greeting.
The ground evaporates.
After this woman who was almost exactly the same as in his memory, with no difference except for her too quiet attitude, was erased, everything in front of him began to change.
The appetizing pastry preserves placed around him disappeared, the house in front of him began to collapse, and the panicked shouts of pedestrians and vendors seemed to be heard outside the house. It seemed that everything was real.
Feng Bingwen caused lightning strikes in this densely populated place. However, soon, the objects and scenery in front of him began to shatter, the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling echoed, and the world began to twist and change.
Although the familiar Qingshan County was shattered, the continuous palaces of the Ghost King's Palace still did not appear. Everything in front of them turned into darkness, and even the direction was difficult to identify.
At this time, the darkness changed again, just like the dyeing room exploding. Colorful colors spread around, and then intertwined, seeming to evolve into a scene familiar to Fang Feng Bingwen.
"A ghostly trick!"
Seeing this scene, Feng Bingwen gave a cold shout and lost his patience. This Hundred Ghost Night Walk is indeed extraordinary. The ghosts walking down from it can hardly find any flaws in the illusions evolved from it.
Color, smell, touch...even if he knew they were all fake, they were no different from the real ones. Unfortunately, fake ones were still fake after all. His memory was not clouded, and his consciousness did not sink.
Zhan Taisiyu also created illusions based on his unintentional ideas, but he had no patience to read any more. They were all the same and there was no need to waste time.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
As soon as the thought fell, thousands of incandescent thunderbolts burst out from his body. They had no specific direction, but just bombarded indiscriminately in all directions.
Feng Bingwen didn't see through the illusion, but it didn't matter. The junior trained by the Ghost King was with him in a square that was no more than a thousand feet in radius. The range was only so large. He used his thunder method to blast them all.
Gu Xi
No matter how realistic the illusion is, it is just an illusion, even if it can deceive his five senses. Under the most powerful and powerful thunder, it is destined to be destroyed.
Although the thunder method he mastered is not profound, he only learned it from the innate magical power of dragons moving clouds, spreading rain, and controlling thunder. But with the blessing of the fairy spiritual energy he cultivated, its power is not weak, and even somewhat beyond limits.
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As a result, only one-tenth of his heavenly spiritual energy was consumed, and all the dark illusions in front of him were suddenly shattered, and the towering and cold palace appeared again.
Then there appeared another person who looked three-quarters like a human and seven-quarters like a ghost. He had a ferocious face and his tall body was trembling. The picture of a hundred ghosts walking at night behind him had disappeared without a trace. There was still a wisp of black blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.
It looked extremely miserable.
And in the palace square with a radius of thousands of feet, there are still arcs of lightning flashing, and the evil and evil energy in it has long been dispelled, and the most powerful and yang power still remains.
"Your magic power is very powerful, and you actually used this method to break my vision!"
Although the vision was destroyed and Zhan Taisiyu suffered backlash, he was not discouraged and even had higher morale. He felt that he had a chance to win.
"But how much mana do you have left now?"
That's right, thunder methods are the most powerful among those in the same realm. The only ones who can rival them are swordsmen who also pursue killing. And what is directly proportional to the power of thunder methods is consumption.
Even if low-level monks have outstanding talents and have mastered the thunder method in advance, they cannot use it as a regular spell. They can only use it as a means to suppress the situation. They often fire it out, and when they get angry, their whole body of mana will be drained.
Zhan Taisiyu admitted that the young prodigy in front of him, whom his aunt had found from who knows where, was indeed very powerful, and even he was ashamed of it. However, even if he was a great prodigy, he could use this kind of thunder.
Empty.
"Enough!"
Feng Bingwen's spiritual consciousness scanned the sea of Qi in his Dantian. The clouds were steaming and the clouds were awe-inspiring, the auspicious Qi was steaming, the five elements were flowing, and life was endless. The consumption of the thunder method just used was almost recovered.
"Oh!"
Zhan Taisiyu sneered. The backlash of the vision being forcibly shattered made him uncomfortable, but even if he was seriously injured, he still had the strength to fight.
He felt that Feng Bingwen was in a similar state to him. Although he seemed to be unscathed and carefree, his body's true energy and mana were empty, and he was just pretending.
Burning blood!
Dragon ghost battle body!
Fierce blood flames burned on the evil ghost with sharp horns on his forehead and black scales. His incomplete and ruined aura instantly improved, and he returned to his peak state, becoming more powerful.
"How long can you last?"
Zhan Taisiyu reached for the back of his neck, and then something popped out of his spine. He reached out to hold it, and then pulled it out suddenly. Amidst the painful friction between the joints, a bone sword burning with blazing flames was pulled out by him.
It was pulled out from the cervical spine.
"What hell!"
Seeing the faceless fierce ghost opposite him pulling out a bone sword from his spine, Feng Bingwen's eyes twitched. Although he had seen a lot of weird monsters, there really was none like him.
This guy is so cruel.
Feng Bingwen had just complained in his heart. Zhan Taisiyu, who had transformed into a dragon ghost, was already holding a flaming bone sword in his hand. He rushed in front of Feng Bingwen and smashed it on his head. There was a roaring and crackling sound, and there was a huge force in it.
, seemed to want to smash Feng Bingwen into pieces of flesh and bones on the ground.
Faced with Zhan Taisiyu's second intention to fight in close combat, Feng Bingwen moved his palm, containing the immortal spiritual energy, and wanted to slap this guy away again.
However, he then thought of the Ghost King's request to combat the arrogance and unruly mentality of this younger generation. However, this guy had just been defeated by him with overwhelming force, but he was still full of confidence.
If he slaps him away again, I'm afraid it won't be able to have a blowing effect. If he really wants to hit his mentality, he will naturally crush him in the areas he is good at.
As he thought, red blood flashed in Feng Bingwen's hand, and a halberd covered with scales and with divine patterns on the blade appeared in his hand. There was an iron rope hanging down from the connection between the divination blade.
clang!
Without any skills or tactics, Feng Bingwen held the halberd in his hand and blocked it upwards, then held the bone sword that had the potential to topple the mountain, and then pushed it gently.
"you……"
Zhan Taisiyu, who was astonished at Feng Bingwen's physical strength, took five steps back in a row. Every time he took a step, a faint light flashed under his feet. If this square was not protected by a formation, these five steps would inevitably cause five big holes in the square.
pit.
Feng Bingwen had no intention of communicating with this guy. He grabbed Fang Tian's painted halberd weighing seven thousand two hundred kilograms with one arm and smashed it down with pure force.
He has never practiced the body-refining method, but he has obtained the dragon ball since he was seven years old. The dragon ball enters his belly and nourishes his body. Let alone this guy who has practiced the ghost body-refining method, even if he is a real dragon, he will be in the same realm.
Under this, he can also fight with physical strength without falling behind.
At the same time, the Ghost King, who was watching this battle without any suspense, had brilliant eyes. When he saw Feng Bingwen suppressing his nephew with only pure strength, he couldn't help but turned his head lightly and gave instructions to the side.