Spirit Vessel - Chapter 582

[Chapter 582 Single-handedly]

Breaking into the harem is a disrespectful crime, and no one should be left alive.

“died!”

“There’s one more here, there’s still one breath left.” A black-robed cultivator’s eyes were fierce, and he chopped off the dying maid’s head with a sword.

“Concubine Luoshen’s power is really not small. The maids and eunuchs who sat down are masters. The resistance is really tenacious. I don’t know if His Royal Highness has captured her.”

“Emperor Jin entered the royal family’s holy place to retreat, and now the gods are in the world of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. After putting on the nine-five dragon robes, taking control of the imperial seal of Shenwei, and obtaining the luck of the dragon spirit stone, then you will be able to master the dragon veins of the entire god capital. In the end, whoever dares to disobey the gods will die. Haha!”

Suddenly, the laughter of the five black-robed monks stopped, and when they saw Feng Feiyun walking in from outside the palace gate, he stepped on the blood and walked among the many corpses.

A cold air wafted in the bloody palace, blowing up a row of plum blossoms on the edge of the palace wall, and the bright red petals floated over, with the fragrance of plum blossoms, falling into the bloodstream.

Like a pink boat floating on blood.

“Feng Feiyun, you actually dare to break into the forbidden area of the harem. This is the concubine Luoshen’s bedroom.” One of the black-robed monks stood on the high stone steps, holding a blood-stained sword, blocking entry into the palace. The entrance to the first floor palace.

Feng Feiyun didn’t want to talk nonsense with them, so he made a huge palm print and slammed on the head of one of the black-robed monks. With a click, his neck broke and he fell to the ground with his head up.

Naturally, these five people were not mediocre people, they all had hundreds of years of cultivation, but in front of Feng Feiyun, they were completely unable to fight back and were ruthlessly suppressed.

“Bang Ka!”

The second person was crushed by Feng Feiyun’s neck and threw it out. The body slammed into a six-meter-diameter gold-copper pillar, shattered into pieces, and his bones shattered.

The remaining three stepped back again and again, fearing Feng Feiyun, and the shot was too ruthless, making people feel palpitations.

Feng Feiyun walks against the wind, his feet touch the ground, his face is calm, and when he points out, his fingertips condense five different brilliance, which carry the colors of red, black, white, blue and yellow respectively, like a multicolored shuttle. A series of holes pierced between the eyebrows of the two of them and fell to the ground, leaving a finger-sized blood hole on the head, and red and white liquid flowed out of it.

The last black-clothed cultivator was frightened and fled quickly, wanting to shout out, but just opened his mouth, a white rapier penetrated from behind, and the tip of the sword protruded from his mouth .

Feng Feiyun withdrew the celestial marrow and ran towards the depths of the palace at a faster speed.

This is the residence of a concubine, with a huge identity and a wide area. Feng Feiyun passed through seven halls in a row, beheading more than 30 people, only to see the palace of the concubine in the center.

There are dozens of monks guarding outside the palace, some wearing black robes, some wearing the battle armor of a big inner master, each with eagle-eyed eyes, and a huge breath on their bodies.

The Heavenly Marrow Soldier turned into a huge white sword, which was held in Feng Feiyun’s hand like a white moon, walking through a lush and lush spiritual grass garden and walking towards the bedroom.

There are many corpses lying in the Lingcao Garden. There are traces of scorching and lightning strikes on the ground. Some thousand-year-old trees are still burning.

“You Beiming clan are so brave, you dare to break into the imperial palace and burn the palace of the concubine.

Feng Feiyun single-handedly killed Luo Shenfei’s bedroom, and he was invincible and had the resources of the god of war.

Looking at the traces of the battle around, it is obvious that the people from the Beiming Clan have just attacked here. The cultivation base of this group of monks is not very strong. The strongest one is a half-step giant. It’s impossible not to have giants in charge.

Longshenya has entered the palace, and the monks guarding the periphery are headed by the four half-step giants of the Beiming Clan.

Bei Mingxiao gave a long smile: “Lord God King, didn’t you break in too, even if you want to implicate the nine clans, I’m afraid your Feng family will not be able to escape the crime.”

Beimingxiao is a supreme elder of the Beiming family. Although he looks like a middle-aged man, he has actually practiced for 430 years. Although he called Feng Feiyun Lord God King, he didn’t take the word “God King” into his eyes at all. After all, Feng Feiyun was too tender.

When Beimingxiao roamed the world, Feng Feiyun had not yet been born. This kind of yellow-haired junior, even if he had outstanding talent, was only a junior.

Feng Feiyun nodded with a smile and said, “It’s really eloquent, and the ability to reverse right and wrong is not ordinary. You need to know that although Emperor Jin is in seclusion, he doesn’t care much about the dispute between the new emperors, but if you do If you go too far, you will definitely be punished. If you break into the harem and persecute the concubine, if such a thing spreads to the holy land of the royal family, then I am afraid that you will not be able to eat and walk around.”

“There is no need to worry about Lord God King. First, since Lord God King already knows so many things, do you think you can still get out of your body? Ninety-five dragon robes, the palm of the hand of the world’s luck, will naturally be the final decision of His Royal Highness; third, our Beiming clan has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and its heritage is extremely huge, not much weaker than the royal family, even if Jin emperor wants to If you move our Beiming clan, you have to think twice. Feng Feiyun, you are still very tender, and many things are not as simple as you see on the surface.” Another half-step giant of the Beiming clan stood in the middle of a palace wall. On the top of his head, with his hands on his back, there is a cyan Dharma spinning above his head.

The heritage and power of the Beiming Clan are naturally very large. They are deeply rooted in the Shenjin Dynasty. Feng Feiyun has long known about them. The royal family has also taken precautions against the Beiming Clan. When the right opportunity comes, in fact, this time “Dragon Devouring the Sky”, the replacement of old and new royal families is to deal with the four major clans and weaken their power.

This mess, Emperor Jin handed over to Princess Luofu, which is also a test of whether Princess Luofu can sit on the throne of Emperor Jin.

Feng Feiyun stood upright with a knife and said with a smile, “If that’s the case, then there’s nothing to say. Today, I’ve decided to enter the concubine’s bedroom, so I’ll see if you can stop me.”

Feng Feiyun’s body turned into a white shadow, like a ghost, and in an instant, it flew from a hundred feet away to the outside of the palace.

The ten old men of the Beiming Clan had long been waiting at the palace gate to form a huge formation. The formation plate alone was more than ten meters long, suspended in mid-air, just as Feng Feiyun rushed past. , the formation directly blasted over.

“Boom!”

In the formation, eighty-one spirit stones are inlaid, providing a steady stream of energy, rushing out hundreds of purple thunderbolts as thick as an arm, making a thunderous sound.

These ten old men are all masters of formation with profound cultivation, and the formations they have arranged are amazing. Under the influence of lightning, a huge hot spring of magma burst out from the ground.

Feng Feiyun carried the celestial marrow gallbladder and condensed into a white metal light film, covering the whole body. Those lightning strikes on the metal light film condensed by the celestial marrow soldier gallbladder automatically merged into it and were transferred to the ground. , the magma gushing out of the ground flew out and splashed everywhere.

The ten old men retreated in a hurry, but their clothes were still stained by the lava, and the sleeves of three old men were burned and turned into fly ash.

The boy in front of him is really amazing. This formation can kill even a half-step giant, but it can’t hurt him in the slightest. Could it be that his cultivation base can already compete with the half-step giant?

“Hmph! To be able to get here, he must have escaped from Zhuo Luo’s hands. It seems that he has some ability.” Bei Mingxiao stood under a palace wall, only twenty steps away from Feng Feiyun. , but he didn’t plan to make a move, a half-step giant like him, and a direct descendant of the Beiming Clan, didn’t even bother to fight with the younger generation of monks, that would simply be humiliating his own identity.

The Zoro he was talking about was the man in gray who had reached the early stage of the half-step giant.

Bei Mingxiao thought that Feng Feiyun escaped from Zhuo Luo’s hands and came here. He didn’t believe that with Feng Feiyun’s age and cultivation, he could kill a wicked elder.

“He dares to come here alone, that’s courting death. If we can take his head, I believe His Royal Highness and the lord will reward us heavily.” Another half-step giant of the Beiming clan said. .

Hearing this, some monks from the Beiming Clan immediately moved their hearts. If they could kill Feng Feiyun, it would definitely be a great achievement. Even if they were rewarded to cultivate in the secret realm of the family for ten years, it would be possible.

“I’m here to take his life.” A skinny man suddenly killed him, reaching the fifth level of destiny, the Zifu Middle Palace was opened, and a truncated spear flew out from it, only about one meter, although it was still rusty, However, the fracture is smooth and round, and there are rays of light like runes flowing.

This is a remnant of a second-grade spiritual weapon. Although it is still broken, there is still spirituality and formation in it. After two hundred years of restoration in Beiming Mulin, this remnant spear has recovered three points of power and power. It is enough to compare to a first-grade spirit tool.

This broken spear was the strongest soldier in Beiming Woods. It fully stimulated the power of the spiritual weapon inside, and an overwhelming force erupted, causing a piece of the palace wall to collapse, and the ground cracked with a huge texture.

Feng Feiyun was defending the ten old men and playing the formation. He felt the power of the spiritual tool coming from behind, his eyebrows condensed slightly, and a black light flew out from his finger, which was a wrench.

“boom!”

An even more powerful spiritual energy surged out, and the broken spear was directly shaken to split, broken into several knots, flew back upside down, and inserted into Beiming Mulin’s body.

“Puff puff!”

Beiming Mulin didn’t expect Feng Feiyun’s combat power to be so terrifying, and before he could react, his body was stabbed by three broken spears, three huge blood holes erupted, and his body was nailed to a golden palace wall. Up, blood flowed down the palace wall and turned into a small stream.

“Damn, Feng Feiyun actually holds a third-grade spiritual weapon.” Bei Mingxiao’s eyes had a greedy look, this was a third-grade spiritual weapon, a priceless treasure.

Although he is already in the realm of a half-step giant, he still has no spiritual tools. After all, there are too many masters of the Beiming Clan, and spiritual tools are too rare. He is not qualified to obtain a spiritual tool at all, let alone a third-rank spiritual tool. Item, not even a Grade 1 Spirit Item.

The broken spirit tools in Beiming Mulin’s hands made him coveted, not to mention the third-grade spirit tools played by Feng Feiyun?