Spirit Vessel - Chapter 857

[Chapter 857 The Half-Monsters Gather in the Battle Palace]

“Xinghen can say such a thing, then I can rest assured.” A group of clan elders of the Meng family rushed to the battle palace, all of them are thousand-year-old old people, all of them are shining like stars, such as A group of immortals walked out of the clouds.

All the monks gave way to them, secretly thinking, this half-demon is really capable of tossing, and even alarmed so many clan elders of the Meng family.

Of course, there are some discerning people who have seen the clue and know the reason why so many elders of the Meng family have rushed over. No matter whether the half-demon named Feng Feiyun can defeat the Tianjiao of the Meng family, I am afraid that there is no way to survive today.

He connected and destroyed Mengjia’s digital talents, and Mengjia will kill him without a doubt!

“This is the end without a backer. Once the edge is revealed, it will be obliterated.”

“After all, the Half-Monster League is still too weak. It can only fight for some basic dignity, and it is impossible to compete with a big family like the Meng family.”

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Many cultivators felt pity at this moment, and felt that a good young man finally emerged from the half-demon, but unfortunately he could not survive today.

The elders of the Meng family all had extraordinary bearing. They glanced at Feng Feiyun indifferently, and then they all stood outside the secret realm of death. One of the elders wearing a golden crown put his hands in his sleeves, looking graceful and old. , said: “Xinghen, remember to win the beautiful, so that these half-demon can see clearly, the demeanor of the real Tianjiao.”

“Definitely win pretty.”

Meng Xingchen seemed to be light and calm, very confident, thinking that he had seen Feng Feiyun through, enough to suppress Feng Feiyun, and walked into the secret realm of death first.

Feng Feiyun also followed into the secret realm of death.

Meng Xingchen is not a rigid person. When Feng Feiyun first stepped into the secret realm of death, he immediately shot, and a Meng Xuan sword wave hole passed through it, like an invisible sword formed by condensed air.

Feng Feiyun’s body immediately stirred up a layer of golden light spots, which turned into a huge silkworm egg to guard his body and blocked Meng Xingchen’s sword wave.

“Buddhism is boundless!”

Feng Feiyun’s palm pressed into the void and turned into a huge golden palm print.

Meng Xingchen stepped on the void, white flames appeared on his body, and smiled: “How can Yinghuo win glory with Xingchen?”

“Shh!”

A beam of essence flew out from his sleeve, and a shuttle-shaped soldier was wrapped in the essence of the beam. At the tail of the shuttle, there was a human-head-shaped object, emitting a faint bloody light.

“Blood King Shuo!”

Meng Xingchen sacrificed this war shuttle, pierced the Buddha’s handprint, and wrapped Feng Feiyun’s body in a bloody brilliance.

A splendid atmosphere surged out from the blood king shuttle, and the entire secret realm was given, and then countless boulders in the secret realm were bombarded in the blood-colored brilliance. Some boulders weighed millions of kilograms, and some The boulder is as long as a mountain.

“Boom, boom, boom…”

Mengxinghen is like a god who controls this piece of heaven and earth. Everything must obey his dispatch. The power of the war shuttle is constantly expanding, blood is filling the secret realm, and lightning bolts fly out of it, turning into a lightning cage.

Outside the secret realm of death, an elder of the Meng family twisted his beard and said with a smile: “Pretty! The star marks really didn’t disappoint me.”

“It’s just a half-demon, to make such a big disturbance, it really undermines the majesty of my dream family, but I was finally killed, and I won’t be able to make such jokes again in the future.”

A clan elder of a clan that is opposed to the Meng family sneered: “Take out a fifth-grade spiritual weapon to suppress a half-demon, the Meng family is really honorable!”

The Blood King Shuo sacrificed by Meng Xinghen was a fifth-grade spiritual weapon, which was secretly given to him by an elder of the Meng family.

“What about the fifth-grade spiritual weapon? It’s not just about cultivation, but soldiers are also a kind of strength.” An elder of the Meng family said so.

At this moment, the picture above the jade wall suddenly vibrated violently, and a white brilliance rushed out from the blood. It was only the size of a grain of rice, but the speed was extremely fast. did not see clearly.

“Heavenly Marrow Soldiers!”

That white brilliance penetrated directly from Meng Xinghen’s eyebrow hole, then rushed out from the back of his head, and flew back to Feng Feiyun’s palm like a drop of water and disappeared without a trace.

“Bang!”

Meng Xinghen’s body suddenly fell down, and the blood hole between the eyebrows was bleeding non-stop. Feng Feiyun’s hands.

Feng Feiyun walked out of the blood fog, there was no dust on his body, his long hair was flying, and his robes were fluttering. !”

The elders of the Meng family are all sluggish at the moment, and even the powerhouses in Dongtian and Fudi who are opposed to the Meng family are surprised. Originally, everyone thought that Feng Feiyun had been eaten to death by Meng Xingchen, but it was only one day. In an instant, the situation was reversed.

“This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible.” An elder of the Meng family was very frantic, watching Meng Xinghen lying on the ground with bloodshot eyes, and wanted to rush into the mysterious realm of death immediately Feiyun unloaded eight pieces.

Feng Feiyun walked out of the secret realm of death carrying Meng Xinghen’s corpse, holding the glittering Blood King Shuttle in his hand, and said, “Is there any Tianjiao from Mengjia who came to die?”

“Junior, the one who died is you.” The seventh elder of the Meng family moved out, turned into a series of shadows, and slashed towards Feng Feiyun’s head.

“Mengjia is really embarrassing! If you lose your life, you lose again!” A young man in purple walked through the secret realm of death with a folding fan in his hand, and said with a mocking smile on his delicate and white face. , and then walked out of the Battle Palace with a group of followers.

Among the entourage of the purple-clothed son, an old man wearing a green leather hat paused slightly, his wrinkled face showed a sneer, and he made a handprint in the air, pressing the seventh elder of the Meng family to turn over. land.

“Bang!”

A Taishang elder just lay on the ground like an old dog, falling in front of Feng Feiyun like an old dog, stirring up a large amount of smoke.

Feng Feiyun was also slightly surprised, and glanced at the entourage of the purple-clothed son.

“Who dares to be our enemy of the Meng family?” The seventh elder of the Meng family leaped up from the ground, his eyes were burning, and murderous intent burst out, but he calmed down and didn’t make a rash move, because the opponent was very powerful , able to knock him to the ground from a distance.

The old man wearing a green leather hat pressed the edge of the hat with his hand, covering most of his face, and said with a smile: “I am not an enemy of your dream family, I am saving you. Life.”

After saying what this man said, he followed behind the Ziyi Young Master and left the Battle Palace.

The seventh Taishang elder of the Meng family was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses. This is the Battle Palace. Once he kills the half-demon, he will be punished by the Battle Palace.

“Hum! Boy, don’t leave the Battle Palace if you have the guts. Once you dare to take a step, the old man will definitely cut you with a thousand swords.” The seventh elder of the Meng family knew that the old man was not easy to mess with, so he became angry. It was sprinkled on Feng Feiyun’s body.

Feng Feiyun watched the young master Ziyi walk out of the battle palace, and then withdrew his gaze, staring at the seventh Taishang elder of the Meng family, fearless, and said: “I knew that the Meng family could not afford to lose so much, You shouldn’t be promised to fight in the secret realm of death.”

“You…” The seventh Taishang elder of the Meng family was so angry that smoke rose from his head, but he couldn’t refute, because at the beginning it was them who forced Feng Feiyun to enter the secret realm of death to fight.

Feng Feiyun said: “I heard that after signing the life and death agreement, even if you die in the secret realm of death, you are willing to do it. If the elders of the other party want to take revenge on me, the Battle Palace will help me suppress the other party. ?”

An ancestor of the Meng family sneered: “Young man, you are still too young. Naturally we can’t help you, but if you dare to be obedient and capture you, I’m afraid none of these half-demons will survive.”

The dozens of half-demon members of the Half-Demon League have all been suppressed by the elders of the Meng family, unable to move their bodies.

The reason why Mengjia dared to threaten Feng Feiyun so unscrupulously is because Feng Feiyun is a half-demon, and no one will complain about them. .

“You guys are really shameless.” Feng Feiyun’s face became cold.

“It is indeed extremely shameless. It is your love and my wish to die in the secret realm of death, but now I threaten a junior from the cultivator of the Half-Demon League. Is the Meng family shameless?” A group of old men from the Half-Demon League poured in. Battle Palace.

Countless cultivators from the Half-Demon League have already arrived, some with strong cultivation and some with weak cultivation, but they are all fearless and surrounded the entire battle palace.

The person who spoke just now was Elder Mu of the Half-Demon League.

“Brother Feng, I’ve asked Grandpa Mu to save you.” Feng Wanxia pulled Feng Feiyun into the camp of the Half-Yao League, and used his petite body to protect him behind him. The feared clan elder looked directly at the dream family.

Feng Feiyun looked at the mighty crowd in the field of vision. I don’t know how many monks from the Ten Thousand and a Half Demon Leagues came to help the fist. Some of them only had the first level of destiny, but they still sacrificed their swords to help him. desperately. There were also some women in ragged clothes, with low status and difficult clothes to cover their bodies, but they rushed over at this moment and stood behind Feng Feiyun.

Even if the monks from the Half-Demon League didn’t come, he was sure to get out, but at the moment there was still an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Elder Mu showed an admiring smile at Feng Feiyun and said, “You have done a great job, and you are an example for us so half-demon, even if we all die here today, we will keep you safe, and you will never give up on your dreams. Keep your head down.”

Feng Feiyun nodded with a smile, an ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart, feeling being peeped, he immediately turned his head and saw a woman in white standing on the top of an ancient building in the distance. , holding a guzheng in his hand, black hair fluttering, and spiritual mist lingers.

Her beautiful figure is like a female fairy floating in the wind, her beautiful jade body suddenly moved, and then disappeared from the top of the ancient building.

is her!

Feng Feiyun withdrew his gaze, stood quietly among the half-demon crowd, and began to make calculations in his heart.