Spirit Vessel - Chapter 1074

[Chapter 1074 Lord Miki]

“Then see if you have that ability.”

The Taoist Tianguan pointed the whisk in his hand to the sky, and thousands of white threads rose into the sky, breaking the clouds, piercing the body of the Dapeng bird under Long Aotian, and the blood dyed the sky red.

Dapeng let out a whimper, and the sound shook many halls of the Atrium Star, and many of the cultivation bases were shaken and fainted.

Long Aotian pointed his finger, and above his arm, a golden dragon flew out, fighting with the whisk of the Taoist Heavenly Official, making a loud “boom”.

This level of battle is very terrifying, and a wave of air falling from the sky can kill a group of people.

“Kill! Kill the Lord of God, the side of Qing Jun, and kill the dog thief.”

Some of the guests who came to the banquet in the Palace of the Dominion of the Holy Court suddenly took action, shot out hundreds of spiritual weapons, and smashed the gate of the palace, and a large group of powerhouses entered the Palace of Dominion of the Holy Court, many of whom were at the level of great sages. figure.

“Master Ning said, come out and die.”

Ning Shidao is the name of Lord God.

A monk with one hundred and eight Buddha beads hanging on his chest slammed out a palm, making a huge golden handprint, killing hundreds of holy guards and killing them in the palace of the Lord of the Holy Court.

Ning Jialin, the second son of Shentian Jue Mansion, was sitting on a golden chariot, looking at the monks who had entered the Palace of Dominion of the Holy Court, and just smiled contemptuously: “You guys are really stupid! This is the Palace of Dominion of the Holy Court, you guys. The palace palace of the Long family has been destroyed by you now, you don’t feel bad, I still feel bad for you.”

“Cut the younger ones first, then the older ones.” The monk looked like an angry vajra, the skin on his body turned golden, and he punched the second son.

“It’s disappointing that monks are still so grumpy.” Ning Jialin said with a smile.

A man in Tsing Yi walked out from behind Ning Jialin, and slowly stretched out his palm, showing a black hole-like suction, and firmly pinched the monk’s fist.

“Dark Sutra! You are Lord Sanmu.” The monk clenched his teeth tightly and called out the identity of the man in Tsing Yi.

The man in Tsing Yi smiled slightly, “The Long family is exhausted, why do you have to sacrifice your life in vain?”

“I am the Dragon family, I am unwilling, I am unwilling…” the monk shouted loudly.

There is no way to be unwilling!

The man in Tsing Yi shook his head, black brilliance burst out from his five fingers, and the monk’s arm suddenly turned into dust, then his chest, head, legs, and finally into blood and sand.

Ning Jialin said with a smile: “The Darkness of Lord Sanmu has reached the eighth level, which is really gratifying. Lord Sanmu also works for the mansion of God and Heaven, and soon, the mansion of Sanmu is afraid that it will become the mansion of Dijue. already.”

The man in Tsing Yi smiled and said: “Then the second son has to say more kind words in front of the lord, and the lord will go to the Holy Realm Douyu to dispatch the army to suppress the rebellion. This time, the chaotic parties of the Long family must be wiped out. ”

The man in Tsing Yi had a gloomy smile on his face, and when his body moved, it turned into a stream of blue light and flew out of the Holy Court Domination Palace.

Feng Feiyun stood in the distance and watched the scene, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, “Damn! This time, Lord Shentian is not just as simple as wanting to be the ruler of the Holy Court, but he also wants to take over those of the Long family. The elites are attracted, and then they are wiped out.”

Xuanyuan stood by Feng Feiyun’s side one by one, his white clothes fluttering like he was hidden in the fog, and said: “It’s okay to prosper or decline! This is the normal state of the world, the Holy Court Dragon family has already decayed, and naturally there will be new ones. The strong will replace it, this is the fate of all things, none of us can change it, and we don’t have to change it.”

Feng Feiyun shook his head and felt that he and Xuanyuan had a communication barrier one by one. From her point of view, how the world developed seemed to have nothing to do with her. She was just a cultivator who was detached from the mundane world. Material desires.

“By the way, why are you always following me? You don’t fall in love with me, right?” Feng Feiyun said.

Xuanyuan said lightly: “I am ordered by the Holy Spirit to take you to the Shuiyuetianjing no matter what, you can choose to follow me now.”

“Then just follow!”

Feng Feiyun felt that there was something strange about what happened today, so he flew out of the Holy Court Domination Palace and chased after Lord Sanmu.

If Lord Sanmu really went to mobilize the army to suppress the rebellion of the Holy Court, then the elites of the Dragon Family of the Holy Court would probably die today.

Although Feng Feiyun felt that the master of the Holy Court was the same, he had another idea in his heart, that is, to make Long Luofu the Lord of the Holy Court of the Sixth Central Dynasty.

Long Luo is now pregnant with his child, and she is still a divine child. To conceive a divine child requires a lot of divine essence and consumes a lot of resources. If she can become the master of the Holy Court, then the resources that can be mobilized will be endless. Absolutely, it is completely enough to nourish the divine fetus.

Therefore, Feng Feiyun’s heart is actually a little partial to the Long family, and he doesn’t really hope that Lord God will become the ruler of the Holy Court.

Feng Feiyun is now the ninth level of Nirvana’s cultivation, and has exerted the speed of reincarnation to the extreme. After flying out of the Holy Court for tens of thousands of miles, he finally caught up with Lord Sanmu. Lord Sanmu was flying at a high speed. Flying towards the army camp, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, the speed slowed down, and his body fell to the top of a mountain, saying: “From the Holy Court to here, your speed is really unusual. fast.”

Lord Sanmu landed, and the entire mountain was integrated with him, and his body seemed to be one with the earth.

“Wow!”

Feng Feiyun flew down from the sky, stood in the void with a cloud floating under his feet, bowed his hands to Lord Sanmu, and said, “I am Feng Feiyun of the Butian Pavilion, supervising the entire Holy Court, Sir, Where are you going in such a hurry?”

“Oh! It turned out to be the person from the Butian Pavilion.” Lord Sanmu was still a little surprised. The young man in front of him didn’t look more than a hundred years old, but he was able to catch up with him at a speed.

Butian Pavilion is worthy of being a gathering place for talented people.

“Please answer the question below, Sir, otherwise I can only think that Sir is with the rebels.” Feng Feiyun said righteously.

Lord Sanmu put his hands on his back and looked at the sky, arrogantly, and said with disdain: “Boy, didn’t your pavilion master tell you that I have an important mission? Go away! I wasted my time, Be careful not to protect your head.”

Feng Feiyun still stood there, and did not let Lord Sanmu leave, his body was burning with raging flames, even if he was facing a Lord, he dared to fight.

“Go away!”

Lord Sanmu saw a steady stream of cultivators flying towards the Holy Court, knowing that the Long Family had another elite army returning, fearing that the Holy Court would change, he finally got angry, waved his arm, and slapped Feng Feiyun.

However, Feng Feiyun took the first step, took out the gossip Daoyin, mobilized the strength of the whole body, and bombarded the Daoyin towards Lord Sanmu.

Lord Miki originally just wanted to push Feng Feiyun back, and didn’t use all his strength, but when he sensed the destructive power coming from the gossip seal, he suddenly felt bad, this kid is so powerful.

It was too late for him to increase his strength.

“boom!”

Lord Sanmu was smashed back more than ten miles by the gossip. Although he didn’t really hurt him, it was already a great shame for a gentleman to be beaten back by a junior. Go out, don’t laugh at the big teeth of the world?

Feng Feiyun was a little disappointed. As expected of a lord, he had already reached the ninth level of Nirvana. He thought that his unexpected full-strength blow could wound him, but it only knocked him back.

This is the power of the princes of a realm.

However, Feng Feiyun was not afraid. He succeeded in one strike and threw another blow, without giving Lord Miki any chance to breathe.

“Every junior in the Nirvana realm dares to shoot at me, and I can kill you with a single finger.” Lord Sanmu was completely enraged, and two rays of light shot out from his eyes, piercing the sky and flying towards the wind. Cloud cut past.

One of the bright beams bombarded the gossip daoyin, knocked the gossip daoyin down, and sank into the ground.

Feng Feiyun stepped on Samsara at a high speed, and his body kept beating. In his dantian, a mass of Holy Spirit Qi was running at a rapid speed. To be chopped off.

“The breath of the Holy Spirit.”

Lord Sanmu’s eyes narrowed, and he immediately became cautious, knowing that the situation was a bit strange. Based on his years of cultivation experience, he felt that Feng Feiyun was deliberately preventing him from dispatching the army.

“Who the hell are you?” Lord Miki said solemnly.

“Didn’t I tell you all, I’m the one who came to arrest you.” Feng Feiyun called the gossip Daoyin back from the ground, and black and white brilliance appeared in the Daoyin to protect his body.

“It’s just you, it’s still a long way off.”

Although Lord Sanmu saw that Feng Feiyun’s cultivation was far more simple than Nirvana Realm, he also had his self-confidence. Once he really did it, he could easily suppress Feng Feiyun.

“Yes?”

A black fruit appeared in Feng Feiyun’s hand. This fruit was very strange, with thorns all over its body, and a metallic luster flowing on the peel.

Xuanyuan stood above the clouds in the distance, staring at the fruit in Feng Feiyun’s hands, and let out a sigh.

“Snapped!”

Feng Feiyun waved his arm, and the black fruit flew out of his hand at a speed like a light. Lord Sanmu had not yet reacted, his chest seemed to have been hit from a mountain, and his internal organs were shaking violently. The body was blasted out and crashed into a mountain.

“Second uncle, did you hit?”

The black fruit flew back to Feng Feiyun’s hands!

“This…it should be a hit!”

“Bang!”

Lord Sanmu roared, flew out from the mountain, pulled up the mountain, and threw it towards Feng Feiyun.

“Come again.”

Feng Feiyun threw the holy fruit again, the holy fruit smashed the mountain, and bombarded Lord Sanmu again, this time on the face of Lord Sanmu, smashing his nose down. There was blood all over his face.