When Xuan Ling saw Xu Ze dancing his feather fan, he backed away suddenly and said to Xu Ze: "Xu Ze, the person you want to kill is Xu Feng. I don't have much grudge against you. ā_ ā Our two sects
As the largest sect in the Divine Valley, if you touch this Son of God, Iām afraid you will also feel uncomfortable.ā
Xuan Ling was obviously unwilling to fight Xu Ze. Facing Xu Ze who was holding a magic weapon, he immediately changed his position and pushed Xu Feng out.
When Xu Feng heard Xuan Ling's words, he couldn't help but snorted coldly. He never expected Xuan Ling to stand with him from the beginning. If it weren't for opening the tomb of the gods, Xuan Ling wouldn't take action against Xu Ze.
"Get out!" Xu Ze looked at Xuan Ling with cold eyes and roared, showing no mercy.
Xuan Ling had never experienced such a roar before, and his face instantly turned livid. But looking at the feather fan in Xuan Ling's hand, he finally endured it. With a livid face, he shouted to his followers: "Let's go!"
Xu Ze did not stop Xuan Ling, he looked at Xu Feng, facing Xu Feng with the feather fan in his hand, and the surging aura of the divine weapon covered Xu Feng: "It's your turn!"
Xu Feng took a deep breath and took out the short pestle. He knew how powerful the magic weapon was, but he had to face it.
"I don't know whether to live or die!" Xuze unleashed a terrifying power, with an astonishing aura. The monstrous power danced out from the feather fan, and the earth-shattering aura stirred up the changes in the tomb of the gods. All things in the world were suppressed, as if there were gods.
overlooking
Like the earth, the sky collapsed. Unrivaled momentum burst out from the feather fan. This momentum surged out, and everyone felt difficulty breathing. Even Xu Feng, the son of God, was not able to move his power smoothly. The power of the divine weapon,
It was revealed at this moment.
Such divine power made Xu Feng feel uneasy. This was a huge crisis. But he had to face it. Holding the short pestle, his power was transferred to the short pestle, and layers of Dao marks continued to cover it. This slightly relieved his nerves.
The pressure of soldiers.
"It's just a broken stick, trying to resist the magic weapon, you really don't know how to live or die!" Xu Ze looked at Xu Feng coldly, his eyes full of sarcasm, the feather fan's momentum surged, and he suppressed Xu Feng. At the same time, endless
The power of the avenue wrapped around him and turned into a huge feather fan, crushing towards Xu Feng like the top of Mount Tai.
The dancing power is so terrifying. This is the strongest force Xu Feng has ever faced. The power exploded by the divine weapon is even more terrifying than the Emperor's Realm. With such power dancing out, Xu Feng has no doubt that he can be crushed.
All the bones were shattered.
Xu Feng's subordinates looked at the huge feather fan that crushed Xu Feng down, and they also showed horrified expressions. Such power was no longer something that a son of god could withstand, it was the power of a god. Xu Feng was struck by this blow.
, I am afraid that there will be no bones left.
Countless people couldn't help but regret it, thinking that if this divine valley had magic weapons for Xu Ze to use, they would not follow Xu Feng no matter what.
The feather fan suppressed and came down, with overwhelming power, to completely obliterate Xu Feng.
"Die!" Xu Ze drove the magic weapon, and endless power poured into the magic weapon. The magic weapon was terrifying, but the power it was driving was equally terrifying. Xu Ze's face turned pale as he frantically extracted Xu Ze's power.
However, in order to kill Xu Feng, Xu Ze did not care about consumption at all, and the feather fan rioted with earth-shattering power, completely covering Xu Feng.
Such power suppressed the sky, and the sky was suppressed and shattered. At the same time as the sky was shattered, the feather fan fell, Xu Feng's expression changed drastically, the power of his whole body danced, and the crazy power surged towards the ancient tripod, hoping that the ancient tripod could help him
Resist the power of the divine weapons.
Xu Feng has discovered that he cannot stop the power of the divine weapons with his own strength. The only thing Xu Feng can use is the ancient cauldron. However, this ancient cauldron is not under his control. No matter how it is suddenly driven, it will
Unable to use the ancient tripod.
The feather fan reached Xu Feng's head in a blink of an eye. Xu Ze stared at Xu Feng coldly: "I'll send you on your way today!"
As Xu Ze roared, the feather fan fell down, and everyone saw Xu Feng's bloody appearance. Just when many people closed their eyes, Xu Feng's body suddenly exploded with momentum.
This momentum burst out violently, shaking everything in the sky, and a breath that destroyed everything in the world rushed out. During the vibrations of this momentum, there was an unrivaled power. This momentum could turn the sky and cross the sea.
"Magic weapon!" Many people saw Xu Feng suddenly rioting with such a momentum. They couldn't help but exclaimed after being stunned. The pale faces of the men who followed Xu Feng suddenly became excited, and their eyes widened.
Looking into the void, he stared at the short pestle in Xu Feng's hand in disbelief.
The short pestle was now surrounded by a colorful halo, and there were endless Dao marks spreading out like spiders. There was also divine power emerging from it, and the divine power was overwhelming, stirring up the world, and everyone was shocked by this divine power.
Xuan Ling was originally ready to leave, but when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but stop. He looked blankly at the short pestle in Xu Feng's hand. This momentum emerged from Xu Feng's short pestle.
"This... this... how is this possible?" Xuan Ling looked at Xu Feng blankly. He knew the origin of this short pestle very well, but he never imagined that it was a magic weapon.
Xu Feng also looked blankly at the short pestle that exploded with unparalleled divine power in his hand. He originally wanted to use the ancient tripod. But the ancient tripod did not respond. This short pestle that made him feel mysterious actually exploded with divine power.
This result made Xu Feng unbelievable. Although he felt that the short pestle was not simple, he never thought that it was a magic weapon.
The short pestle devoured his power crazily, and the terrifying dao marks rioted out of it. The dao marks turned into magical power and turned into shocking divine power. The divine power emerged, blocking Xu Ze's feather fan that could destroy the sky.
"This is impossible!" Xu Ze also exclaimed, looking at Xu Feng with wide eyes and an excited expression.
However, the scene in front of him forced him to believe it. Xu Feng held a short pestle, and the rioting divine power in it continued to rise. With the help of Xu Feng's power of the great road, it climbed to an incomparable level. The overwhelming power suppressed everything, even if it was empty.
The feather fan of Ze must avoid its sharp edge.
"Boom...boom..."
The sharp edge of the short pestle was revealed. The originally dark short pestle now shone brightly for nine days, making the surrounding area shine brightly. The traces were crisscrossing and moving towards the feather fan.
"Pfft..."
The power of the riot of the short pestle was suppressed, and the feather fan avoided its edge. Xuze was backlashed by the feather fan, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and the feather fan in his hand came out. With a look of disbelief, his figure hit the void and collapsed.
There was a void.
The short pestle in Xu Feng's hand shot out after the opponent's feather fan came out, and landed on the feather fan. The power of the riot suppressed the feather fan, and suppressed the feather fan. The original riot momentum of the feather fan, all
The feather fan disappeared after being submerged, and the dancing momentum of the short pestle also disappeared along with the disappearance of the power of the feather fan.
The short pestle and feather fan were like two extremely ordinary items, both falling into Xu Feng's hands.
Xu Feng grabbed these two items, with something he couldn't react in his heart. He held the feather fan and the pestle blankly. Seeing that the pestle returned to its normal appearance again, Xu Feng couldn't help biting his tongue, confirming that this
It was not after a dream that I regained my consciousness.
"This... what kind of treasure is this short pestle?" Xu Feng looked blankly at the short pestle in his hand. Even the magic weapon can suppress it, so how precious is it? Xu Feng even suspected that the short pestle was originally
It is used to suppress Feng Ling! Otherwise, how could Feng Ling be placed on the short pestle.
Thinking of this possibility, Xu Feng couldn't help but take a deep breath. If this was really the case, how precious would this short pestle be?
Xuan Ling was just as sluggish as Xu Feng. He looked at Xu Feng blankly. He looked at the short pestle in Xu Feng's hand in disbelief. This was beyond his expectation. Even the magic weapon could suppress it. Then
What advantage do these sons of gods have over Xu Feng?
Looking at the feather fan in Xu Feng's hand, Xuan Ling couldn't help but look at Xu Ze. Xu Ze's face was bloodless and he was already extremely shocked.
Xu Feng got the feather fan. Xu Feng grabbed the feather fan and wanted to use the power of the feather fan, but found that his way was inconsistent with him. He was backlashed by the opponent's power, and his blood was boiling. If the short pestle hadn't suddenly burst out to suppress it, Xu Feng would have
Feng had no doubt that he would be seriously injured by the shock.
Seeing that he could not use the feather fan, Xu Feng threw it into the small world, then grabbed the short pestle and started playing with it. But what surprised Xu Feng was that no matter how Xu Feng instilled power into the short pestle, the short pestle could no longer be used.
The power just now cannot be unleashed. This result made Xu Feng frown?
"Does the short pestle only take action when provoked by the divine weapon?" Xu Feng murmured in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more likely it was. The short pestle didn't even show a trace of divine power when it faced the sacred weapon. But only only
This time the divine power of the feather fan riot wanted to destroy it, so it resisted. In other words, this short pestle will only be used when provoked by a weapon above the divine weapon.
Xu Feng took a deep breath and took back the pestle. But he was determined to find out what the pestle was.
When Xu Ze saw Xu Feng put away his pestle and looked at him, his expression changed drastically, he tore the void apart, and shot into the void to escape.
How could Xu Ze not be frightened? His magic soldiers were all suppressed by the opponent. No one knew how powerful the opponent could be. How could he confront the opponent? At this time, was there any other way besides escaping?
Xuze's heart was bleeding. That was his divine weapon. Even the divine weapon had been snatched away. Among the Sons of God, his status would plummet. The divine weapons were of great significance to the Son of God. Without this thing, maybe he would be the Son of God.
will be deprived of their status.
Xu Ze beat Xu Feng to the core of his bones, but he had no way to deal with Xu Feng. The only way left for him was to escape.
Everyone looked at Xu Ze escaping, and everyone was in a state of confusion. Their heads were still a little hard to turn around. Just now Xu Ze was showing off his power, but they didn't expect that it would become such a situation in just a few breaths. This made everyone unbearable.
He turned his attention to Xu Feng.
However, Xu Feng's men's faces were flushed at this moment, and their veins were bulging out with excitement. With such a master, they could show off their power to a great extent!