The imperial pillar suppresses the gods and demons in all realms and intimidates the heavens.
Feng Mian didn't believe that the mere Martial God Veins could cause any waves in front of the Imperial God Pillar.
What if once you were a beauty, it will never come back again? What’s the fear if it turns into ashes?
At this moment, Feng Mian's body was blocked by the aura of the Shenwu Vein. Fortunately, this aura could not enter the space of the Divine Pillar. He had overestimated his endurance before, and the extradited Divine Aura was not enough to compete with the Shenwu Vein.
Pulse counterbalance.
Standing on the ancient battlefield, Feng Mian held one hand behind his back. He stared solemnly at the battlefield, feeling the hostility left after the original battle, and then faced the Imperial Pillar, thoughtfully
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"Shenzhu, since you recognize me as your master, no matter what the reason is, let me ask you now, if you can let me drive you? Even just this time. I can't control so much what price I have to pay in the future."
In the empty space, only Feng Mian's voice could be heard. His tone was firm and without any hesitation.
Looking at his back from a distance, Fengmai Girl, Xiao Ling'er, including Qing Emperor and Xuan Emperor, were all stunned. This once green young man seemed to have grown a lot overnight.
He faced the Royal God Pillar head-on, and said these words in a tone that could not be doubted. At the same time, he released all the soul power in his body that was almost completely assimilated, and wrapped the Royal God Pillar.
For a long time, the Royal Divine Pillar went from being unresponsive at first to gradually fluctuating, and finally started to tremble violently. Feng Mian's consciousness and soul power had quickly surpassed its pressure, so he was gradually controlled.
A strong force lifted Feng Mian up, and a faint red halo spread across Feng Mian's body.
Everyone was surprised to find that mysterious runes appeared from the stone pillars, spreading layer by layer and sinking into Feng Mian's eyebrows. A shadow of the stone pillar quickly formed, leaving a mark on his eyebrows.
Deep inside the body, the inscriptions on the Heavenly List left before were completely assimilated by the Royal God Pillar at this moment.
Feng Mian's whole temperament suddenly became completely different. The robes on his body became intact as before, his aura suddenly rose up, creating powerful fluctuations, and the entire space of the Royal God Pillar was under his control.
"This is the divine pattern... you actually mobilized the divine pattern! But I thought that this broken pillar had already handed over the divine pattern to you from the beginning when he recognized you. In these years, without the blessing of the divine pattern, you are
How to survive?”
The divine pattern is the strongest mark on the Divine Pillar. Only those who truly become the master of the stone pillar can possess and control this divine pattern. Once possessed, the Imperial Pillar will be mobilized at will, but it also depends on the realm and strength.
Certainly.
Slowly stepping forward, Feng Mian's momentum was overwhelming. This energy was completely equivalent to that of a strong person in the middle stage of the Holy Realm, and it had no moisture. His own consciousness was almost integrated with the Divine Pillar, and the fit was perfect.
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Emperor Xuan, Emperor Qing, Emperor Wu, and Emperor Yan did not dare to approach easily. There was an unprecedented respect in their eyes when they looked at Feng Mian. It was only now that they truly felt that Feng Mian controlled their lives and deaths.
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Superior to all cultivators, Feng Mian uses the operation of the Golden Body Art to completely integrate the divine energy with himself. Coupled with the divine patterns, everything here will be able to be mobilized at will, including a divine martial vein.
The corners of his mouth raised, and Feng Mian felt an explosion of powerful power. This feeling of having the world under his control was simply wonderful. His eyes sparkled with light, and with a thought, he regained control of his body in an instant.
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Opening his eyes, Feng Mian looked at the Martial God Veins fixed on the Nine Heavens. The Lin clan members below were still struggling and couldn't move at all. Even Lin Xiuran was more solemn than ever, struggling to maintain his breath.
The appearance of the first-generation saint looked down at everyone, her eyes full of severity.
"You juniors, you are ignorant and stupid! How dare you want to change your destiny without authorization, and want to get rid of the fate of the Lin family for so many years. With your strength, do you think you can do it? It's simply ridiculous!"
Spiritual power, blood, and breath were constantly being devoured, and everyone had no time to think about anything else. They could only kneel on the ground and struggle uncomfortably. Perhaps there was a glimmer of hope in begging for mercy, which could restore calm to the divine martial arts.
"I've realized my mistake and won't dare to do it again! We, the Lin clan, should not let others change our destiny. Lin Xiuran, just compromise! There is nothing wrong with becoming a saint. Do you want all of us to do it for you?
Buried with him?"
"Yes, everything that has happened so far is caused by your restlessness. If you had followed the clan's rules, become a saint obediently, and then spread your aura to the entire clan, you wouldn't have so much trouble at all."
Many tribesmen were almost dying, so they almost started talking nonsense. They just wanted to end the current pain as soon as possible. If they could sacrifice Lin Xiuran alone, everyone would be safe, and they were willing to do so.
"How outrageous! Do you still have any rules? How can you make the decision at will on this kind of thing? However, what she chooses is her own business. Even if she insists on breaking this fate, you have no right to stop her."
Everyone staggered to their feet and stared coldly at the clan leader and Lin Yuanqiao.
"Clan leader, old man, you have to have limits when it comes to protecting your shortcomings. It involves the safety of the whole clan. Now that the Shenwu vein has awakened and even become angry, do you still think that you can solve it with Feng Mian's power? It's ridiculous!"
"Yes, since Lin Xiuran has inherited the Shenwu bloodline, this is her fate and no one can change it. Immediately carry out the baptism ceremony of the saint to quickly calm down the anger of the Shenwu bloodline and restore peace to everyone."
Many tribesmen were pressing forward step by step. With the power of bloodline being absorbed, even Lin Canglan was unable to protect Lin Xiuran. Seeing that the situation was becoming increasingly difficult to control, a complete explosion was imminent.
At the critical moment, in the whirlpool of air waves above, a golden sword light suddenly fell down and sank into the ground. The sword energy swayed out, and everyone was thrown away and hit the ground heavily.
"Whoever dares to touch Xiuran is seeking death!"
Feng Mian's voice was as majestic as a god, filling every part of the Lin clan.
With a glance, the person caught trembled violently, showing no resistance at all.
Next, Feng Mian's phantom appeared everywhere in the Lin clan. The golden light in his hand flashed and shot out to the ground at the same time. Tiangang marks appeared on the ground in every direction.
Buzz...buzz...
The defensive trap appeared, but within a few breaths, Feng Mian actually blocked the breath of Shenwu Vein, even forcing her to move. Infused with God's energy, the movements were completely superior to hers.
"You brat, what did you use? Why did your power suddenly increase so much? Could it be that you..." Looking at Feng Mian in disbelief, Shenwumai felt a familiar aura.
Feng Mian thought, and a powerful shadow appeared on her body. The divine lines spread out one after another, trapping the power of the divine martial veins in the center, and then looked at her head-on, revealing
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"What kind of family bloodline are you? You need to sacrifice other people's freedom, luck, and emotions to maintain your existence. Your method was wrong from the beginning, don't you realize it?"
Step by step closer to the shadow of the first-generation saint, Feng Mian did not give any face.
When the fluctuations of the air waves were restrained by the divine patterns, the auras of many tribesmen were no longer absorbed, but gradually recovered. Although it was very slow, the crisis was finally resolved.
"The truly orthodox spiritual lineage and the power of family inheritance will never be at the expense of fellow clan members. Since it is for the better development of the clan, it will never force the clan members into such a desperate situation."
The phantom of the first-generation saint had a ferocious look on her face.
"Whatever I want to do is up to me. When will it be your turn to dictate? It's so presumptuous!
With a thought in his mind, the entire Lin clan trembled violently, and countless spiritual veins rushed towards Feng Mian. However, the latter's divine energy easily resolved it. Above his head, a huge stone pillar appeared.
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"I will give you one last chance to untie the seal between Lin Xiuran and you, and completely restore her freedom. Since you are the protector of the clan's spiritual vein, you must have the appearance of a spiritual vein, and don't think about becoming an independent existence."
Trembling, her forehead was shaking violently. The shadow of the first-generation saint stared at Feng Mian, looking at the shadow of the stone pillar above him. Although she was unwilling to give in, she knew that she was no match, and she still did not want to beg for mercy.
"What do I think it is? It's just using external force. Boy, if you explode like this once, I'm afraid that all your meridians and even all your spiritual power will be reduced to nothing. Is it worth it for a woman?"
Raising his hand, Feng Mian said calmly: "You don't need to worry about my affairs. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. Since you are unwilling to do it yourself, then I will help you and immediately return to the way you should be."
She turned her right hand over, and a divine pattern appeared on the palm of her hand. She punched it out violently, and the divine pattern adhered to the divine martial veins. No matter how hard she struggled, it was of no avail, like maggots on her tarsal bones, tightly entangled.
"You brat, you'd better let me go! Otherwise I'm not done with you!"
They struggled wildly, but in vain. Everyone watched helplessly as a huge stone pillar appeared above Feng Mian's head, soaring straight into the sky. The sacred power on it made them want to kneel down.
Including Lin Xiuran, but before that, Feng Mian used a soft force to hold her up.
The phantom of the stone pillar gradually descended, slowly suppressing the Shenwu Vein. Although it was still struggling, its strength was obviously getting smaller and smaller. Everyone's breath also became smoother, and it seemed that they were about to succeed.
Not only that, when the Shenwu lineage was gradually suppressed and was about to return to its original state, the boundaries of the Lin family in all directions were restored again. Many powerful people began to get into trouble.
"Oh my god! Why did it suddenly recover? Has the Lin family's misfortune returned to normal? Let's go, we can't stay here for long. Once trapped in the barrier, no matter how strong we are, we won't be able to get out."
Everyone scattered and looked very embarrassed. They originally thought they could take this opportunity to make a fortune, or get some advantage from the Lin family. I didn't expect to recover so quickly, and almost got myself involved.
After a while, everyone dispersed. But there were still some people who didn't give up and wanted to see what happened. This incident was definitely not groundless. I guess something else will happen in the future...