It was a sound that could not be covered up by the rolling thunder from the sky. As the earth shook and the mountains shook, it could be seen that two behemoths were fighting fiercely in the most primitive way.
The thick gray mist was blown away, and countless undead souls could not even get close, and would be wiped out by the aftermath of the battle between the two giants.
This is a very pure close combat, with no gorgeous spells or mysterious magical powers. The two sides of the battle are punching and kicking each other, and their punches are in place, without any idea of dodge.
If ordinary people fight in this way, they must be the two most stubborn men, but these are two huge giants, and with their size, every move will be a disaster.
Click~~~
Accompanied by a roar, the body was filled with surging blood energy, like a giant wrapped in flames. A punch hit the shoulder of the giant, whose body was crystal clear and shimmering with amber light. Accompanied by a thin cracking sound, an arm as thick as a mountain flew up.
The sky was shattered, and crystal fragments of different sizes also flew up.
This is a battle in which the strength and weakness can be seen at a glance. The seemingly bright and gorgeous crystal giant is at an absolute disadvantage. Often in two or three rounds, its body will be partially broken by another giant.
If it were a normal fight alone, the spar giant would be beaten to pieces within ten rounds, but they were just part of a battle. The giant, who seemed to be in decline, also had several helpers.
Above the giant's head, there is a purple-striped black dragon that meanders dozens of feet. Thick thunderclouds cover most of its body. From time to time, dozens of black thunderbolts fall from it, striking the giant with blazing blood.
On the body.
Each black thunderbolt was like an indestructible sharp blade. The strong blood energy of the giant Long Bo could not stop it in the slightest. And because of its huge size and the entanglement of its opponents, it could only resist the lightning strikes every time.
The lightning strike left scars of varying depths on the giant's body, and even the crystal-clear jade bones could be seen in the deepest part. However, the blood of this Long Bo giant was so strong that often the next thunderbolt had not yet fallen.
The scar caused by a thunderbolt has almost healed.
This is the self-healing ability that Feng Bingwen saw and was amazed by. He didn't even doubt that even if the giant's limbs were cut off, they could regrow them in a very short period of time - provided that he
His blood is not exhausted.
"Don't worry about me, go help them!"
Feng Bingwen turned his head and told a small divine bird that landed on his shoulder that it was his fire spirit. He had found a suitable inheritance and now transformed into the shape of a red bird.
But it's just an empty form. There is still a fundamental gap between it and the water spirit that has obtained a true dragon source energy, but in terms of combat power, it is indeed not bad.
"I will obey the master's decree!"
The fire spirit finally found the opportunity for his transformation. He responded politely, then opened his red wings and flew into the sky with the flowing fire, dyeing the sky of this ghost country red.
The white bone chain that fell from the sky, trying to entangle and bind him, didn't even get close. It was evaporated and melted by the blazing high temperature it radiated from the inside out, and it couldn't even touch its spiritual body.
With the addition of the Fire Spirit, the three guardian spirits finally suppressed the giant Long Bo who had been wiped out of his self-consciousness, leaving only a body with strong vitality and a high-spirited fighting spirit.
Needless to say, the strength of the giants of the Long Bo Kingdom is indeed amazing, and this is still under the condition that the bloodline is banned, and this so-called candidate for the king has only unlocked part of the restrictions, and is really different from the ancient times.
Compared with the Longbo giant, it was far behind, not on the same level at all.
Glancing at the giant that had completely lost the power of its ancestors, Feng Bingwen didn't care too much. It was just an ancient alien race that had been on the decline. Even if it joined the human race, it could only postpone its decline.
His eyes fell on a slender figure standing on a mountain of bones not far away. The mist was dim and the gloom was so dense that only a few outlines could be seen, and his specific face could not be seen clearly, making it appear extremely mysterious.
The mysterious Netherworld Daozi didn't speak. Even the giant war slave he had just acquired was suppressed, and he didn't have much emotional fluctuations. After all, there was no tendency to lose, and the war slave could still hold on.
"Let me see your power in defeating Long Boguo's candidate!"
Feng Bingwen spoke at this moment. These are not her real methods. The tens of thousands of resentful souls in the ghost country are not even a warm-up, and the giant was conquered not long ago, and before that, she
The giant Long Bo was suppressed with extremely strong means, and it is said that it did not take too long.
"as you wish!"
It was cold and quiet, without any emotional fluctuations, without any warmth towards my sister. And with these four words, the ghost country that was obviously broken due to the intrusion of Feng Bingwen's three guardian spirits suddenly became different.
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A strange coercion that made the souls tremble could not help but tremble from the ghost kingdom. The howling ghosts were silent for an instant, even suspended in the air, motionless. The skeletons that climbed up in the Bone Mountain even prostrated themselves.
in place.
The three guardian spirits who were fighting against the giant Long Bo also noticed it at the same time, but the one they were fighting was a puppet without a will of its own. Under the entanglement, they had almost no energy to pay attention to anything else.
Feng Bingwen, on the other hand, saw the process of change with his own eyes. Deep in the Ghost Kingdom, among the seemingly inaccessible mountains of white bones, a gigantic figure that seemed to be able to stand tall on the sky and the earth appeared. He took steps towards Feng Bingwen's position, and every step fell.
, the illusory outline became more solid, but his figure also shrank.
Almost in just a few breaths, the figure appeared behind Youming Daozi, and its shape was completely solid, allowing Feng Bingwen to see clearly.
It was an indescribably majestic being, its cold armor flashed with a dark luster, and a supreme and holy aura filled the air. Wherever it went, endless creatures prostrated themselves.
Hades!
The first time he saw this figure, Feng Bingwen frowned. He knew that this stalwart must have existed at some time in the past, and his strength was so powerful that heaven and earth would take the initiative to take a photo of him.
the point.
Only these tyrannical beings who can affect the rules of heaven and earth, or even interfere with the operation of the universe, will have their traces manifested in the Tao and Dharma cultivated by the beings of later generations.
As long as there is a trace of the outline of such a being among the pulses cultivated in the immortal way, even if it is the lowest, it must be ranked in the third level. As for the higher ones, it depends on which saint manifests the figure.
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Feng Bingwen's understanding of this ended here, not too much. For example, he didn't know which ancient existence was manifesting behind the Netherworld Taoist at this time.
But there is no doubt that the will to die manifested in this being is probably a Pluto. It would be even more terrifying to know its origin, but Feng Bingwen has not done any research on this.
"This is your vision. Based on this, you crossed the two realms and developed the magical power of the ghost kingdom?"
Although it was a question, Feng Bingwen's tone was very sure that they were inseparable, and that was probably it.
In ancient times, we experienced many terrifying battles, and countless existences perished. However, no matter how brutal the war was, there were still ancient existences that survived.
And these beings whose traces of the past are engraved by the heaven and earth occasionally wake up from their long slumber, and then on a whim, they reward those creatures with whom they have a connection with their power.
Even a tiny bit of power over these beings is enough to create shocking myths and endless legends.
This may be the case for this Netherworld Taoist. The vision she cultivated happened to be connected to an ancient existence, and then the ancient existence happened to wake up. If she saw it to her liking, she would be in a good mood to pass the time, and she would be created.
This is a completely unreasonable myth at this time.
Youming Daozi had no intention of responding at all, because the Pluto behind her had already raised his arm and gently pressed down on Feng Bingwen.
It seemed like a gentle palm, but in Feng Bingwen's eyes, it was as terrifying as the sky falling and the earth falling. The fear of being rejected by heaven and earth, which he had restrained at first, actually appeared in his heart again, endlessly.
Malice came from all directions.
Feng Bingwen, who had endured great oppression from his body to his mind, did not change his expression. He waved a palm with his backhand, and the vast thunder gathered in the palm of his hand. Finally, it turned into a huge palm, which was the same as the palm waved by Pluto.
bump together.
The thunder that is said to be the most powerful against evil and the strongest in the sun exploded in an instant, and endless lightning thunder scattered around. Its power was so terrifying that it once again tore apart the newly healed sky of the ghost country, making the blue sky outside once again
Sprinkled into this gloomy ghost country, but soon, the sky healed, and everything returned to gloom.
"Where is your vision? Feng Bingwen has reached this point, and you are not willing to reveal your vision?"
Pluto, who was almost unscathed and even his armor was not damaged, retracted his arm, but Nether Daozi, who had gained an absolute advantage, was not satisfied, and his voice even sounded sulky.
The battle between Tianjiao and Tianjiao is sometimes very simple. They just compete with each other with the visions they have cultivated. Whoever has a higher level of vision and has a stronger understanding of the control of his own image will win.
Using visions to fight enemies is the standard for geniuses. Only when facing opponents whose gap is too big, they won't even bother to use visions and just use magical powers to sweep them away.
And like Feng Bingwen did before, he fought against Tianjian Daozi but defeated him without even using any vision. For that Taoist, even if Feng Bingwen didn't say a word, he was still better.
A thousand words of humiliation.
But at this moment, Feng Bingwen still didn't use the vision to this extent. In the eyes of this Netherworld Taoist, it was clear that he wanted to insult her.