The night is like frost, the cold wind blows the cloak, and the air is filled with the smell of mountain bitters.
"It's you!" Wan Xiangcen's beautiful eyes flashed with strange colors, staring at the young man walking out of the darkness. The slender jade hands behind his back, a ball of light rain overflowed from the palm, turning into pink aura petals, as sharp as a knife blade
, bursting into flames.
Her jade skin exudes a refreshing fragrance, standing on the mountain, like a crystal clear spiritual flower.
The natural fragrance attracted a large number of spiritual butterflies.
Feng Feiyun slowly walked over and said, "Are you surprised that I'm not dead yet?"
The waist of Wanxiang Cenliu is swaying, and the colorful ribbon on the fragrant shoulder is attracted by a purple aura and floats up like the wings of a colorful butterfly. The hair on the head brushes over the cheek, looking extraordinarily charming and smiling.
He said: "I'm just surprised. When your life is short, why did the most beautiful woman in the world come here if you shouldn't be looking for you?"
?????Swish, swish, swish, swish!
?????Four slender figures flew through the night, and four tall women wearing black robes with slender legs flew down. All of them were well-cultivated and had white skin.
Crystal light flows above, and a black lotus floats above the head. Every hair is full of spiritual energy. If you pull out a hair, it can be used as the sharpest weapon.
?????Twelve black smoke and dust billowed in, and twelve old men who had lived for hundreds of years rushed over. They were all in the realm of destiny, standing behind Wan Xiangcen, with a black light behind them.
Surges like a demon with a black cloud on its back.
?????The four female guardians and the guardians of His Highness Twelve Routes arrived at the same time, and Wan Xiangcen suddenly became more confident.
Originally, her cultivation level was above Feng Feiyun, but now she was even more fearless. With a rain of flowers on her feet, her body floated up, and she sat on a seventh-grade lotus platform in full bloom in mid-air.
"Whoever captures the demon's son alive and takes the demon's blood from his body will be rewarded heavily by the palace master." Wan Xiangcen sat on the seventh-grade lotus platform, his exquisite face bathed in the cold moonlight.
, adding a bit of nobility.
?????"Since he has come to die, I will give him a ride."
????An old man formed a seal with his hands, and a ball of green light came out from between his hands. A three-foot-long blue ancient sword flew out from the green light, holding a long tail, towards Feng Feiyun.
Kill him.
???Feng Feiyun slowly stretched out a finger, and a yellow light appeared on the finger, condensing the earthy atmosphere of half the mountain range, and shattered the cyan ancient sword with one finger.
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???The foot stepped on the reincarnation quickly, and the body suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already standing behind the old man, and he lightly pointed out his finger.
????Finger light flies out.
???The protective finger light pierced the surface of the old man's skin, pierced the back of his head, and crushed all the consciousness in his head.
???"Bang!"
??The old body immediately fell straight to the ground, and a trace of blood flowed out of the dry eyes.
??An old man who had lived for more than three hundred years died like this in the hands of Feng Feiyun.
"The monks in the Seventh Hall of Senluo Hall are just like that, useless."
??Feng Feiyun turned his head and stared at Wan Xiangcen in the mid-air. His body immediately turned into a white smoke and took off. The smoke and dust swept towards Wan Xiangcen.
???"You are so bold, you dare to be disrespectful to our Highness."
???Four women wearing black gold cloaks flew up at the same time, tall and agile, and sacrificed the black lotus above their heads, bursting out four magnificent waves of power, like four black suns.
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???These four female guardians are all extremely talented monks. They have experienced the test of life and death, have passed through forbidden killing areas, and can survive in the magic mountain infested by strange beasts. Countless monks have died in their hands.
number.
????The black lotus above their heads is a secret-level evil technique. Even if it is not as good as the Twelve Great Evil Techniques, it is almost the same.
????Especially when the four of them join forces, their fighting power is even more extraordinary. They once seriously injured an elderly monk with the second highest destiny.
???Feng Feiyun's body is like a ghost, shuttling among the four black lotuses, going in and out of uninhabited areas, and the four female guards can't stop him at all.
???"boom!"
????"boom!"
????Two fists shot up from below, the golden light was shining, and the fists were as big as buckets. This was the punching technique of two golden-faced old men, and the needs of the dragon and tiger were condensed on the fists.
???These two old men majored in strength and were already able to exert the power of a tiger. The blood in their bodies could destroy rivers and seas.
???Feng Feiyun stretched out his hand, and a huge palm print came out, with five colors condensed on it, black, green, yellow, white, and red, like five spiritual clouds filling the palm of his hand.
???The huge palm pressed down and directly shattered the golden fist shadow. The two old men were even torn into pieces by the palm print, and they were unable to fight back.
???Three destiny-level old men have already died in Feng Feiyun's hands, unable to survive a single round in front of him.
??"Fortunately, Feng Feiyun was poisoned by the rotten blood of the King of Hell, otherwise no one in the world would be able to compete with him." Wan Xiangcen watched Feng Feiyun approaching step by step, and neither could the four female palace guards and the twelve highnesses' guardians.
Block his steps.
???This is a killing god. Even if he is infected by the rotten blood of the King of Hell, his aura is still strong enough to move the sky. There are very few people in the younger generation who can stop him.
???Wan Xiangcen has reached the third level of Destiny. He is extremely talented and is the Highness of the First Palace. He can inherit the position of the Lord of the Palace in the future.
With her cultivation level, she is not afraid of Feng Feiyun at all. Even if Feng Feiyun is not struck by the rotten blood of the King of Hell, it is absolutely impossible to defeat her at the first level of destiny.
Anyone who can become a highness of the first palace is a person who is like a genius, and no one is easy to mess with.
"Bang!"
Feng Feiyun knocked out the second-grade spiritual energy thunder fire bead, triggering thunder disasters in all directions, and a sea of thunder condensed on Wan Xiangcen's head and landed.
Wan Xiangcen sat cross-legged quietly, suspended on the seventh-grade lotus platform. She waved her green gauze sleeves upwards, and a green cloud rushed up, directly breaking the sea of thunder. She stretched out her slender hand, trying to seize the thunder fire bead.
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"It's such a pity that a second-grade spiritual weapon is in the hands of a dying person like you. Let me keep it for you!" Wan Xiangcen's starry eyes were filled with smoke, and his long eyelashes were blinking, looking a little playful.
This is a second-grade spiritual weapon with extraordinary value. Even a giant-level expert would be tempted by it.
"That depends on whether you have the ability." Feng Feiyun's voice sounded in the cold wind.
A whirlwind flew past Wan Xiangcen, a huge palm print came out of the whirlwind, and then Feng Feiyun's figure also flew out of the whirlwind.
What a fast speed.
Wan Xiangcen was slightly startled. Feng Feiyun's speed was too terrifying. It was comparable to that of a half-step giant. No one among the monks below the half-step giant could compete with him in speed.
This palm struck like lightning.
Although Wan Xiangcen was frightened, she stretched out a white arm with five fingers as slender as white snakes. A jade-colored crystal petal flew out from her palm and tore Feng Feiyun's palm into pieces.
????"call out!"
The seventh-grade lotus platform she sat on turned into a stream of light and flew out. Although Feng Feiyun's cultivation was not as good as hers, the speed was terrifyingly fast, which made her feel a hint of danger.
????She didn't want to take risks. After all, women who fell into Feng Feiyun's hands would not end well. She didn't want to accidentally fall into Feng Feiyun's hands.
????How could Feng Feiyun let her get her wish? He showed up just to capture Wan Xiangcen, so it was naturally impossible for her to escape.
???Wan Xiangcen is the illegitimate daughter of the owner of an ancient corpse cave in Beijiang Prefecture. She has an extraordinary identity. Even the elders of the Seventh Palace are jealous of her.
As long as she is captured, she will have a bargaining chip to negotiate with the evil monks of the Seventh Hall. Even if the Jiu Jiugua robe is taken away by the evil monks of the Seventh Hall, Feng Feiyun can still use Wan Xiangcen as a hostage.
Jiu Jiu Gua robe is changed back.
This is a risky move. After all, Wan Xiangcen's cultivation level is more than five times higher than his, not to mention that there are four female guards whose cultivation level is not lower than Feng Feiyun's and twelve elders in the realm of destiny.
If you want to capture her, you must cooperate with the right time and place, and you must capture her in the shortest time. Otherwise, if you alert the giants of the Seventh Hall, all the arrangements will be in vain.
Although the chance of success is very low, and if he fails, he may die without a whole body, Feng Feiyun is not afraid at all, and thinks it is worth the risk. If he wants to seize the meat from the tiger's mouth, he will naturally take the risk.
"Whoa!"
Feng Feiyun stepped on Samsara, and her body was like a whirlwind, chasing Wan Xiangcen directly. If she flew back to the camp of the Seventh Hall, she would never have a chance again.
"Feng Feiyun, you are so brave. You want to fight His Highness?"
"Let's go through our level first."
"Boom!"
The four female guards stretched out their slender jade arms at the same time. A blood mark appeared on their wrists, and a blood mist overflowed and rushed into the four black lotuses.
The four black lotuses rotated and collided with each other, forming a huge magic flower that exploded with destructive power and flew out like a turbine.
The grinding flowers caused the cold wind to turn into a dragon, and the tearing force swept across the sky, making people tremble physically and mentally.
These four female guards are all extraordinary figures. Each one of them is amazingly talented and belongs to the level of genius. Their combat power is not much weaker than Feng Feiyun.
They joined forces to perform a move, and the majestic momentum caused the nine living old men to retreat, fearing that they would be injured by the power of the magic flower.
Feng Feiyun also stopped and mobilized the "Ascension Platform" in his dantian.
The black altar is only thirty-three feet high, like a holy monument carrying the spiritual energy of the Purple Mansion pressing down from the sky.
???"boom!"
???The souls of eighteen supreme heroes are condensed on the Ascension Platform. Their power is so terrifying. With one move, thunder rolls down from the sky, and the black magic flowers are directly knocked away.
???Feng Feiyun took advantage of this recoil force, stepped on the ascension platform, flew directly to the top of Wan Xiangcen, and fell from the sky.
"boom!"
???Wan Xiangcen’s pretty face was smiling, and the seventh-grade lotus platform under her body had already flown to the top of a big river, and stopped. With her proud breasts straightened out, she stood in the green with alluring beauty.
On the light lotus platform, like a fairy swimming in the blue sea, out of dust and elegant, she slowly stretches out an arm like a jade lotus root.