In the starry sky, terrifying energy gathered, bringing unparalleled pressure to everyone present. It was like the sky was falling, and the power of various powerful laws suppressed the starry sky.
Obviously, the strength of this rickety old man is no longer limited to the early stage of Immortal Lord.
However, in the face of such power, Su Bai still looked at ease.
He said: "Old man, do you really think you have a chance to kill me today?"
Hearing this, the rickety old man couldn't help laughing, "Shu Zi's cultivation talent is indeed amazing, but don't you know the gap between you and me?
I want to kill you like a pig butchered dog!"
"Really, what about facing me?"
As soon as the rickety old man finished speaking, another deep voice sounded in the starry sky, causing the smile on the rickety old man's face to stop abruptly.
Tens of thousands of miles behind the rickety old man, there was a straight figure standing prominently, wearing a moon-white robe and a flute at his waist.
No one knows when this figure appeared.
For a moment, all eyes were focused on this figure.
"God Lord Tiansheng?
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After seeing this figure clearly, everyone in the starry sky was shocked.
No one had ever thought that God Tiansheng, who had never been involved in any battles in the heavens, would actually appear here.
The rickety old man turned around and looked at the figure of Lord Tiancheng. There was also a look of surprise on his face, but he quickly frowned and said: "Lord Tiancheng, are you trying to interfere in the family affairs of my Fengshu Palace?"
God Tiansheng stood with his hands behind his back, with an outstanding posture and unparalleled grace. After hearing the words of the rickety old man, he just smiled softly.
"Feng Wuji, you, a person who died 700,000 years ago, have survived to this day without even half of the backbone you had back then. What do you mean by living like this?"
Feng Wuji is the real name of the rickety old man and the former master of the Fengshu Palace.
Feng Wuji's face became extremely ugly.
Lord Tiansheng continued: "Actually, Chen is not interested in the internal affairs of Fengxia Palace, but if you want to kill my brother Su Bai, Chen will have to sit idly by and ignore it!"
After the words of Lord Tiansheng fell, the entire starry sky was in an uproar, and those surprised eyes fell on Su Bai again.
What kind of person is Lord Tiansheng?
This is a person who can truly stand at the top of the heaven! And such a person actually calls Su Bai his brother?
Even though we have always heard that God Tiansheng has a very good temperament, now it is extremely unbelievable.
Feng Wuji snorted coldly, "I want to kill this fool today, you can't stop me!"
Hearing this, Lord Tiansheng laughed and said, "Feng Wuji, do you really think you are still the same Lord Fengji and Chen is still the same Chen?"
"You have survived to this day. How much strength do you still have compared to 700,000 years ago?"
"Chen is not talented, and today he wants to measure the grace of God Fengji!"
As soon as the words fell, Lord Tiansheng immediately took off the flute from his waist and placed it to his lips. His eyes suddenly became sharp, completely losing the previous gentleness and humility.
In the world, countless rules are converging towards the Lord Tian Sheng.
Seeing this, Feng Wuji gathered infinite energy and wanted to fight with the Lord Tiansheng.
But the next moment, Feng Wuji's expression changed.
Because he saw with his own eyes that the rules of heaven that were originally gathered around him turned towards God Tiansheng! "How... is this possible?
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God Tiansheng closed his eyes and stroked the flute, and a faint flute sound slowly rose up, gentle and ethereal, like the soft chant of a red bird, or like the roar of a candle dragon, resounding in the starry sky here, like a wisp.
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Although the sound of the flute is melodious, it also contains endless murderous intent.
Every note contains infinite Taoist power and regular divine patterns.
The sound of the flute is divided into two parts. One part blends into the boundary of the starry sky and merges with the forbidden divine pattern carved by Su Bai to strengthen the power of suppressing space and completely isolate the heavenly secrets in the starry sky here from the outside world.
Perception.
The other part of the flute sound turned into the sharpest sword blade in the starry sky, instantly cutting through the starry sky and attacking Feng Wuji.
Seeing this, Feng Wuji quickly folded his hands and pushed forward.
The endless and mighty power of the Immortal Lord turned into the violent wind and Tiangang, facing the sword blade coming from the opposite side.
Suddenly, the world was silent, and only the melodious sound of the flute could be heard. Although the sound of the flute was gentle, it could kill someone.
"The master of the main hall is actually!"
Soon someone made an extremely horrified sound, and all eyes immediately focused on the rickety figure.
I saw that Feng Wuji's figure was still standing on the same spot, but his eyebrows were pierced by something sharp. There was a blood hole between his eyebrows and behind his head, and blood was gurgling.
Feng Wuji's eyes also showed an expression of extreme shock and confusion.
He could feel that all the strength in his body was draining away.
At this time, the melodious flute sound came to an end from its climax and disappeared immediately.
God Tiansheng slowly walked to a position within a hundred feet in front of Feng Wuji, walking like a cloud.
"How...you...have such power..." Feng Wuji could not imagine that he could be defeated so easily by the hands of Lord Tiansheng.
You must know that 700,000 years ago, his strength was able to stabilize Chen Tiansheng's existence! However, Lord Tiansheng chuckled and said: "It's not that Chen has such power, but you, who are lingering on, have long since lost the vigor of the past.
If your truth is revealed, it will naturally have no power.
And you have not fully recovered from your serious injury that year, right?
You didn’t lose unjustly.”
"Why should a person who should have died long ago live to this day and cause trouble to today's people?"
"Ashes return to ashes, soil returns to soil, that is your destination, let Chen help you save it."
After the words fell, Lord Tiansheng grabbed the flute, and the flute sound started again! It's just that the flute sound this time was slightly different from the previous one.
Bass, sad and desolate.
Su Bai's eyes were startled, "It's actually the Secret of Rebirth?"
Su Bai heard the mystery of the flute sound.
In the past, the Sheng Jue was changed into music, and coupled with the powerful musical skills and power, it was a terrifying weapon to kill the Immortal Lord! Under the sound of the flute, Feng Wuji suddenly let out a painful howl and begging for mercy, and his whole body was burning
, the fairy substance on his body is being wiped away bit by bit.
The speed of erasure seems very slow, but in fact it is very fast.
Feng Wuji chose to live on his last breath 700,000 years ago. He has long since lost his ambition, his Taoist heart has been destroyed, and he cannot even self-destruct.
Everyone present had their expressions moved, watching the death of an immortal.
The master of Fengyu Palace was killed in front of his own starry sky, and no one came to help him.
Who can save people under the hands of God Tiansheng?
No, there is no need.
Even Lin Feng, Tiao never had such an idea.
The appearance of the main hall master at first really surprised him.
But the current master of the main hall made him extremely disappointed.
