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Chapter 4386

Sensing the true aura of this control storm, the face of the Saint of Feather Talis couldn't help but change.

Chen Xuan was slightly surprised, but not as surprised as the Holy Lord of the Feather Funeral.

The Holy Lord of the Feather Funeral Flying forward and said, "We have no intention of offending the Spirit Realm. The original deity is the Holy Lord of the Supreme Sect of Lingyun Sect, and this Holy Emperor is the Evil Emperor Chen Xuan. I came here this time to get along with the truth.

The Spirit King discusses something.

If I'm not mistaken, you should be one of the four major war generals under the True Spirit Throne, Feng Ling General?"

"Yes, it's me."

Feng Ling will admit it directly, but his attitude has not changed at all when facing the two human saint emperors. He is still as cold as before, and there is a hint of hostility. "Our spiritual realm does not welcome any human priests, let alone

It is the Holy Emperor of the Human Clan. If the two of them don’t leave as soon as possible, don’t blame me for being polite!”

Feng Ling General's tone was too domineering. One person faced the two major human saint emperors, but he looked fearless.

All the six elders of Lingyun Sect looked angry and were about to yell, but they were stopped by the Holy Lord of the Feather Talisman.

The Holy Lord of the Yufu sent a voice to Chen Xuan, and his tone was cautious: "Fellow Taoist Evil Emperor, Feng Ling will be the 14th level true spirit of the holy level. The realm is almost the same as me, but the actual combat power of this top-level true spirit is not

Our human race is comparable to the Holy Emperors of the Three Chronicles. A true spirit of the 14th level of the holy level can compete with multiple holy emperors of the same level. It is best for us to avoid fighting with the Feng Ling General."

Chen Xuan was a little dissatisfied when he heard this.

The aura of this general under the throne of the True Spirit is indeed very terrifying.

However, Chen Xuan did not show his fear because of this, but was aroused of a fighting spirit.

He wanted to try how powerful the 14th-level true spirit of the holy level born and cultivated in the spiritual realm is.

"Wind Spirit General, since I have entered your spiritual realm, I will never be able to retreat. You will take me to see the True Spirit King now, so as not to take action from me."

As soon as Chen Xuan said this, Feng Ling's expression instantly sank, and his long curly hair like seaweed danced even more violently.

"Young Holy Emperor of Humanity, do you know what you are talking about?

I will never be provoked by any provocation!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Ling controlled dozens of violent storm pillars and swept towards Chen Xuan.

In an instant, the roar of wind resounded throughout the world, and everything on the earth was wiped out completely. Even the mountains thousands of feet high were uprooted. The devastating destructive power made the six elders of Lingyun Sect deeply see.

Shocked.

"Fellow Daoist Feng Ling, show mercy!"

The Holy Lord of the Feather Talisman took the lead, and two rays of brown and green lights flew out of the sleeves, quickly intertwined into a huge wall that was more than a thousand feet high and wrapped by big trees in the sky. At the same time, the gaps between the trees were all made of earth and stones generated by the void.

It is full, directly isolating the sky and the earth.

Chen Xuan could see that the Holy Lord of the Feather Talisman wanted to use earth spirit art and wood spirit art to restrain the wind spirit art.

This is the most basic common sense in the world of immortal cultivation.

Just as the wind swept across the desert, as long as trees are planted to consolidate the soil, it can withstand sandstorms.

But what the Saint of Feather Talisman did not expect was that when the power of the storm far exceeded that of the earth and the wood spirit technique, the huge wall he condensed was like paper.

Amid the storm of the wind like gods crying and ghosts, the huge walls of the sky were instantly blown down by super wind pillars, collapsed and dispersed, vulnerable.

The Holy Lord of the Feather Talisman only felt the origin was trembling and turbulent, as if his soul was about to be blown away from his body by the strong wind.

The six elders all looked pale and could not resist the invasion of wind spirit power. The origin of their body was about to be blown to fall apart.

At this moment, Chen Xuan took action.

Previously, Chen Xuan comprehended the power of the earth in the sword of earth taught by Dugu Ye.

Later, based on the origin of the World Tree of Gu Chenxiao, the essence of wood spirit was deduced.

Therefore, Chen Xuan now has completely controlled the two supreme paths of wood spirit and earth spirit.

As green leaves linger on Chen Xuan's right arm, brown stone armor condensed in the void. Soon, an ancient tree giant wearing stone armor transformed into an ancient tree, blocked everyone, and helped the Yufu Saint Lord and others.

Resist the attack of super wind pillars.

Seeing the ancient tree giant successfully resisting the storm, Feng Ling couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

He thought that Chen Xuan, who was much younger than the Saint of the Feather Talisman, was definitely far less powerful than the Saint of the Feather Talisman.

Unexpectedly, the combat power displayed by Chen Xuan was much stronger than that of the Saint of the Feather Talisman.

However, this does not mean that Feng Ling will respect Chen Xuan.

The human holy emperors below the Fourth Age cannot reach the eye of this top true spirit.

The next moment, Feng Ling would raise the half-moon black wooden staff in his hand and recite the ancient spell silently.

In an instant, the wind spirit condensed dozens of wind pillars around him again, and there were wind blades flashing with cold lights between the wind pillars. These sharp blades were intertwined into a ball shape, rolling bigger and bigger, emitting a terrifying and crawling human.

The sound of cutting.

"Evil Emperor, if you can handle my move of the wind and dark grief, I will take you to see our Lord True Spirit King!"

Feng Ling finished speaking and pointed his staff forward.

Dozens of wind pillars behind him were wrapped in huge wind balls made of wind blades, covering Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan could sense that this move of "Wild Wind and Deep Demon" contained some kind of supreme spiritual power to cut the soul, and even involved the law of cause and effect. If it was wiped out, it would be extremely fatal.


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