Feng Jinghong was swamped by countless immortal birds and beasts, and he was overwhelmed by various magical powers and secret techniques. Soon, five colors of divine blood splashed out.
The Beast God's confidence was greatly shaken, and his attacks became more and more powerful, but he found that Feng Jinghong was only a little busy all the time and was not seriously injured.
On the contrary, Feng Jinghong quickly started to fight back after adapting to this method.
He made a seal with both hands, painted a dragon with his left hand, and drew a phoenix with his right hand. When the left and right sides were combined, the dragon chanted and the phoenix roared!
The dragon's roar is deep and majestic, and the phoenix's cry is clearer and louder. One shakes all directions, and the other pierces the sky. The two sing in harmony, and all beasts surrender!
All the beast spirits that were rushing to kill were shocked, inevitably suppressed, and became dull.
Feng Jinghong drew her sword, and the magnificent and dazzling sword light shot out overwhelmingly, each one as grand as a galaxy, and the shadows of all beasts were instantly strangled to a large extent.
The Beast God snorted coldly, and thousands of runes flew out of his body, then turned into new shadows of the beast spirits to fill the gaps, and at the same time he rushed forward.
The attack became more fierce, but Feng Jinghong's expression became more relaxed.
"This trick of yours is useless!" He said calmly.
"Lies!" The beast god was unmoved.
"Then just watch, the Holy Art of Ten Thousand Transformations!"
Feng Jinghong's handprint changed, and an inexplicable sense of Tao arose, which made the beast god instinctively feel that something was wrong.
Then he saw that all the phantoms of the beast spirits seemed to be stuck in the quagmire, their movements were slow, their spirituality was completely lost, their shapes were even unstable, and they were about to collapse.
The expression of the beast god changed greatly. He had attained enlightenment in the ancient times and had lived for endless years. He had never seen such an evil method before, and he was actually somewhat restrained.
Feng Jinghong used the Ten Thousand Transformations Holy Art in her left hand and the Immortal Tribulation Sword Art in her right hand to kill the beast spirits blocking the way like chopping melons and vegetables, heading straight towards the beast god:
"Giving spirituality to the animal form composed of divine power, your technique is really good, even comparable to Dou Zi Mi, but unfortunately, I happen to know how to restrain it."
The beast god was angry: "My law is invincible, nothing can restrain it!"
He roared violently, and the shadows of the endless beast spirits flew up, arranged according to some mysterious rules, and finally formed a huge Tao diagram, suppressing it towards Feng Jinghong.
Feng Jinghong said, "Hey, this picture of the way of all beasts actually blocked the suppression of the Ten Thousand Transformations Holy Art."
He knew very well that the Ten Thousand Transformations Holy Jue was indeed restrained against the Beast God's magic, but his understanding of the Ten Thousand Transformations Holy Jue was not deep enough and he was not as proficient as the Beast God's magic.
After all, he is an ancient emperor who has gone his own way and is indeed difficult to deal with.
But it’s not impossible. Since you can’t use other people’s Dharma freely, just turn it into your own Dharma!
The sword light flashed across the sky, hitting the path of all beasts like raindrops.
In just a dozen breaths, it went from being painless at first to a fatal blow, and the entire Dao map was shaken by the impact.
The beast god's face was full of disbelief. He could see that Feng Jinghong had actually integrated that strange magic into his swordsmanship in just a few moments, and it was still improving step by step, becoming more and more powerful!
Sure enough, after only a half-moment of stalemate, the Ten Thousand Beasts Dao Tu was defeated abruptly.
Five-color fairy lights filled the sky, and Feng Jinghong took the initiative to attack them, and once again started a close combat with the beast god.
He could suppress the beast god with his bare hands, not to mention that now that he had a weapon in his hand, Hajime was at a disadvantage as soon as he fought the beast god, and the emperor's blood spattered everywhere.
"No, the Beast God will be defeated if this continues, we have to help him!" The Spirit Emperor took a step forward.
Keng!
A blue-gold halberd was placed in front of him: "Fellow Taoist, if you want to intervene in the battle, you must first pass me!"
"Three against two, we are afraid of you!" Thunder Emperor said angrily.
Kunpeng narrowed his eyes: "You can try it!"
boom!
The momentum of the three emperors collided together, the wind and clouds stirred, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the entire Beidou sky darkened.
Feng Jinghong noticed Beidou's changes, he swung his long sword and said:
"I originally wanted to practice more with you, but now it seems I can't. Let's get on the road!"
The beast god knew that the time for a life-and-death battle had come, and shouted: "My path will not be cut off here, you are the one who is going to die!"
A beast roar, like a summons.
The mythical battlefield is filled with dark winds and bloody mist.
Endless animal spirits emerged in the void, including broken souls and souls, as well as battle marks.
They turned into streams of light and merged into the body of the beast god, causing his aura to surge.
"Your biggest mistake is that you should not fight me on the mythical battlefield. I am the Beast God, commanding all the beasts in the world, and the war spirits of ancient and modern times are all at my disposal. What can you use to fight me?" The Beast God gained confidence again.
Feng Jinghong smiled: "Since you are so confident, then give it a try."
He flicked the edge of the sword lightly and let out a clear sword cry:
"Thanks to your sparring, I have just discovered a new sword technique called Jueling. Please appreciate it!"
The beast god rushed towards him and turned into a blazing light. At this time, he no longer had a specific form, and completely became the fusion of countless immortal birds and beasts. Living creatures can see the shadow of any ancient beast in him.
At this time, he is the true god among beasts, the only emperor!
Chi!
Feng Jinghong slashed out with one sword, the sky and the earth turned pale, and all the ways retreated.
Different from his other sword techniques in the past, this sword technique is not brilliant, but has a kind of darkness.
After the sword light passed by, everything became dim, as if it had lost its spirituality.
If I had to say it, this sword should be called the Demon Sword.
The magic sword that destroys the light of wisdom and destroys the spirituality of all things!
The light of the sword and the light of the beast spirit intersected. There was no explosion of supreme divine power, no waves that could destroy the world, everything was quiet and natural.
The beast god staggered to steady his body, raised his head and glanced in the direction of Feixianxing, and sighed softly:
"Become an immortal..."
Then it shattered into a pile of blood and bones, and slowly began to transform into light.
The Rainbow Sword hummed softly, absorbing a ray of extremely rich royal blood, and the light became even brighter.
Feng Jinghong sheathed her sword, turned into a divine light and rushed towards Beidou.
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In Shenxu, with the death of the beast god, the Spirit Emperor and the Thunder Emperor not only did not feel relieved, but became increasingly vigilant.
Originally, there was still a slight chance of winning in a three versus two match, but now they have basically become the weak side.
Although the Supremes are very arrogant, clamoring that they can be invincible by sublimating to the extreme, but in fact they all know that the Supremes who kill themselves will suffer a lot against the great emperor of the world.
In addition to the basic attack power, the life source, recovery power, and momentum are not as good as others. It would be good to have a 46-open situation.
If the current emperor were any more shameless and started a war of attrition regardless of the threat of dark chaos, then they would have no choice but to wait for death.
Feng Jinghong had already demonstrated her ability to stabilize the supreme power in the battle just now, and with Kunpeng's assistance.
Once they fall out, the two of them will basically be in trouble for the day. How can they not be nervous!
Fortunately, what they were worried about did not happen, and Feng Jinghong had no intention of continuing to take action after returning.
"I said that we will only attack the supreme ones who have launched dark turmoil. This will always be effective!" Feng Jinghong said loudly.
This is not just for the Spirit Emperor and Thunder Emperor, but also for other restricted areas.
"Hand over the flat peach elixir and that's the end of the day!"
This time the Thunder Emperor did not refuse, and threw the Peach Sacred Tree to Feng Jinghong with a cold snort.
Looking at the bright red peach on the branch, Feng Jinghong instantly smiled and left with Kunpeng.
Before leaving, he conveniently took away a spiritual vein from the underground of Shenxu. It was an active spiritual spring, similar to the divine spring in the ancient forbidden land. It was extremely precious even for the forbidden area.
"Junior bullies people too much, I will fight with him!" Lei Huang was furious again.
The Spirit Emperor held him tightly: "Calm down, calm down, the road to becoming an immortal is important, there is no need to argue with him now!"