With Feng Yan's current cultivation level, he only acts as the consciousness of the sword and cannot give any power to the Pure Yang Divine Sword. It is like Zhang Ruochen who has obtained Tianmu's divine power!
After striking out the second sword, Feng Yan had more cracks on his body. Instead of chasing the human skin lantern, he roared with grief and anger and chased in the direction where Feng Yunba and Wu Yue had left.
Mr. Mo was worried and sent a message to Zhang Ruochen and Xuanyuan Qing, handing over the Xu Feng Divine Ship to them, and then went to chase Feng Yan.
No matter how powerful the Pure Yang Divine Sword is, Feng Yan is only a low-level god. If he encounters Wu Yue, the consequences will be disastrous.
The whole world suddenly became silent, and those survivors of the Holy Realm who had been lying on the ground under the pressure of the divine power stood up one after another. Everyone had an excited smile on their face, or shed tears of excitement.
Finally survived the endless darkness.
Zhang Ruochen and Xuanyuan Qing returned to Xufeng Divine Sword and were worshiped by countless monks.
Even a proud man like Shang Hong saluted them with clasped fists.
"The unparalleled heroic figures of the two great gods are really admirable. Today's battle, in a desperate situation, beat the gods of the Dark Temple to death and escaped. It was simply a torrent of strength and legend. It will be spread for several generations.
meeting."
The person who said this was Jialinan from the Temple of Light.
A mid-level god can actually survive a battle at the level of a great god. He is extremely lucky. No wonder he is so excited. After all, he has a part in this legend.
As long as he didn't die, who would dare to say that he didn't contribute?
Not everyone was happy. Feng Xi, Feng Xuan, and many Feng Clan monks all had sad expressions on their faces and extremely worried eyes as they looked at the direction Feng Yan and Mr. Mo were leaving.
This divine battle ended quickly, and Xuanyuan Lian arrived in time, but a quarter of an hour still passed.
…
The Dark Triangle Star Field is endless darkness and coldness, and many places are empty.
However, today a vast land of chaos was born. Countless billions of miles of space were shattered, and the divine flames burned red, and the divine power fluctuated strongly and chaotically.
You can imagine how fierce the divine war was at that time.
Feng Yan caught up with his sword and saw an armor standing in the chaos, with a ferocious dragon head on its chest.
Feng Yunba's divine body became somewhat transparent, and when he looked at Feng Yan, his aura was still unparalleled, but his eyes were filled with a happy smile.
Feng Yan's eyes were red, but he couldn't shed tears. At this moment, he was just a clay figure, slashing in all directions with his sword, shouting: "Wu Yue, come out and fight me to the death!"
Mr. Mo caught up and saw Feng Yunba's frail body. Although he had anticipated the outcome, he still felt blocked and shed tears of hopelessness.
"Those who are pure Yang can only advance, not retreat."
Saying these last words left to Feng Yan, Feng Yunba's faint body turned into wisps of crimson mist, rushing into Feng Yan's eyebrows.
In fact, Feng Yunba has died long ago, but his obsession is supporting him, wanting to see if Feng Yan has failed him.
After Fengyun Ba's remaining pure Yang essence and mysteries poured into Feng Yan's body, the dragon head armor passed down by Chunyang Tianzun was already worn on Feng Yan's body.
…
In the sky above Pangu Realm, the Star Soul Throne belonging to Fengyun Ba dimmed.
In an instant, the entire heaven was shaken, and many gods rushed to the Wind Clan.
Although before this, the gods of the Temple of Light and the Wind Clan fell one after another, which made people panic, but most of them were false gods. Compared with the fall of Fengyun Ba, they were simply insignificant.
How could the holder of the Pure Yang Divine Sword, the future Wind Clan Wuliang, and a more powerful figure than the Wind Clan leader "Wind God", have died silently?
Why didn't the god from the Wind Clan rush to the rescue?
Those who knew about it naturally knew where Fengyun Ba had gone, and immediately had a new judgment on the dangerous situation in the Dark Triangle Star Region.
For those who don't know, the rumors become more and more bizarre and speculations abound.
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Kunlun Realm, Central Imperial City.
The Ziwei Palace goes up layer by layer, is magnificent and magnificent, and stretches for five hundred miles. It is extremely spectacular.
The Temple of the Early Yuan Dynasty is located at the top of Ziwei Palace, above the sea of clouds, and the divine light shines on Jiuzhou. Standing by the Tianchi outside the temple, you can overlook all living things in the world.
Beside the Tianchi, there is a nine-foot-long red table, covered with snowflake-white paper.
The talented lady with the holy book stood aside, studying ink, with a gentle temperament, wearing a Confucian robe, and her starry eyes were extremely smart.
With her current spiritual achievements, she has become a representative figure of contemporary Confucianism. Naturally, the only one who can let her put down her body and study ink is Chi Yao.
After all, she has been with Chi Yao since she was a child, and she can be said to be both a disciple and a minister.
Chi Yao is wearing a goose-yellow and rusty phoenix thousand-bird skirt, holding a white jade dragon bird pen, and is copying the "Water Classic Chapter" in the Confucian holy book left by the third Confucian ancestor.
Every time I copy this article, I have different insights.
Of course, what's more important is the peace of mind when practicing calligraphy. This is what she has been pursuing since returning from Tianchu Civilization.
After writing an article, the words on the paper emit a divine light, as if they are coming to life.
The gifted scholar said with a smile: "The brushwork is like flowing clouds and flowing water, and it is done in one go. It can not only copy the charm of Confucian ancestors, but also have the master's unique momentum, and the master's state of mind is even better."
Chi Yao didn't feel complacent at all, and said: "The words of Confucian ancestors are like the vast universe, each one contains a different Tao. My copying is just a form, it is just to nourish my mind so that I can go more peacefully."
Look at things. Since they are already here, let them come in!"
Not long after, a plump, graceful figure, as graceful as an elf, led Ling Feiyu and Zhang Hongchen to the bank of Tianchi.
The desks and pens and papers have long been removed, and several mysterious women are standing in the smoke and pus, shadowy.
As Chi Yao caressed her hands slightly, they all retreated.
Chi Yao was finally able to take a serious look at the woman in red in front of her. She indeed had the fierce aura of Feiyu from the Red Mansion. Even facing her, a supreme god, she was not timid at all.
Like the unbroken edge of a sword, like the red plum blossoms in the cold winter.
The person who can catch his eye is indeed not a mortal woman.
"Please sit down!" Chi Yao said.
Ling Feiyu said: "How can any holy monk dare to sit in front of the true god?"
"also."
Chi Yao turned her gaze to Zhang Hongchen and said: "Hongchen is extremely talented, and his swordsmanship achievements are even better than those of the Sword Emperor back then."
"In the era when the Sword Emperor lived, the rules of heaven and earth were incomplete, and the divine energy and holy energy were not as strong as they are now. However, he was able to buck the trend and reach the realm of a great sage. The world of mortals was still far behind."
Ling Feiyu then said: "The true god might as well speak frankly about the reason why this leader returns to the Kunlun Realm."
Dare to call him "the leader", it is obvious that Ling Feiyu has no fear of Chi Yao, and even has a bit of confrontation and coldness.
Chi Yao did not argue with her and was very calm. He looked down at the sea of clouds and said: "Back then, the Demon Emperor supported me in unifying Kunlun. He fought with me in Tongluyuan because he wanted to measure whether I had that strength. He has an unruly character.
, said, if I can't even kill him, then the so-called unification of Kunlun is just a joke, and I am not qualified to support the future of Kunlun."
Ling Feiyu always held the sword in his hand and said: "The Moon Worshiping Sect is called the Demon Sect by monks all over the world. It is a place where demons gather. Whatever the true god does is right. No one is killed unjustly. There is no need to fight with this sect."
The leader explains so much. When you reach the level of a true god, why are you still so obsessed with right and wrong?"
Zhang Hongchen stood aside, but was frightened when he heard it, and secretly took a look at Chi Yao's expression.
The True God can destroy the Moon Worshiping Demon Cult in a moment of anger.
"good!"
Chi Yao said: "Since Miss Ling said that, she must be a transparent person. I speak frankly. Do you think it is an advantage or disadvantage for Brother Chen to be the master of Xinghuantian?"
Ling Feiyu's eyes, as sharp as a divine sword, finally flashed a look of loneliness.
She had known that Chi Yao's purpose of letting her return to Kunlun Realm must be related to Zhang Ruochen.
If Chi Yao wanted to put her and Hong Chen to death, she would have to fight him even if she fought to the death, otherwise her soul would be destroyed.
However, Chi Yao's words seemed to be repairing the relationship and deliberately wooing her, which made Ling Feiyu difficult to deal with.
Ling Feiyu said: "Where is he going, and what does it have to do with me? He must be able to figure out the pros and cons by himself."
Chi Yao shook his head and said: "Xing Huantian is sandwiched between heaven and hell after all. Maybe now, both sides are more tolerant of it and are afraid of the strength of the Xinghai fishermen. But when it comes time to pull it out, it will definitely be a thunderstorm.
I will never give them any chance of survival. I don’t want Brother Chen to perish together with them!”
With Ling Feiyu's current cultivation level, he naturally has some understanding of the situation in the universe, and said: "You can't change his will."
"I alone can't change it, but with a few more people, it won't necessarily change!" Chi Yao lowered her eyes and said softly.
During this trip to Tianchu Civilization, Chi Yao finally figured out where his biggest rival was. Bai Qing'er from Xinghuantian was a beauty, Luo Ji from the Rakshasa tribe was not a kind person, and Ji Fan from the Qianrui Realm was
The heart is even more unfathomable, and it is really clever to use retreat to advance.
Chi Yao is not a woman who only lives for Zhang Ruochen. She has her own ambitions and pursuits. However, there are indeed too many uncertain factors in Xinghuantian, such as a volcano that may erupt at any time.
The marriage between Zhang Ruochen and Luo Ji showed too many traces of being planned.
The Kunlun Realm is different. The Taishang Elder has no selfish intentions towards Zhang Ruochen, and will not deliberately set him up or use him. This time, he asked him to go to the Dark Triangle Star Territory to find the Sword Realm. Chi Yao gradually came to his senses.
The sword world must exist, and the Supreme Being must know some truth about the past, otherwise he would not let Zhang Ruochen take such a big risk.
Secondly, if Yuqing and Taiqing are really found, wouldn't Zhang Ruochen have two more backers?
The Supreme Being is paving the way for Zhang Ruochen, not training him as the master of the Kunlun Realm, but having greater expectations.
Chi Yao looked at Ling Feiyu, whose eyes were no longer so sharp, and said: "You and Hongchen are both people he cares about, and your words will definitely have an influence on him. You must know the legend about Bai Qing'er. Then
The whole world knows what kind of master this Rakshasa princess is. They are all too shrewd and ruthless in their methods. Even I think I am inferior. You don’t have to give an answer now... Eh...
"
Chi Yao sensed it, her face changed slightly, and she raised her head to look at the starry sky outside the universe.