Spirit Vessel - Chapter 859

[Chapter 859 The most brutal battle]

On the other side of the sky, the purple-clothed son is standing in the cloud, with one hand behind his back and the other swinging a folding fan, standing proudly, his clothes are vertical, a pair of bright eyes are looking at the pilgrimage of spirit beasts below, the corners of his mouth draw a curve , said: “I looked down on him before, is this really a half-demon?”

“It should be a half-demon. The news came from the Tianji camp just now that this man named Feng Feiyun is a first-generation half-demon who has only been tested today.” A counselor spoke behind him.

“The first half-demon, huh, it’s interesting! By the way, what did you say he was called?” Ziyi’s fingers gently shook the folding fan, his eyes narrowed slightly.

“Feng Feiyun.” The advisor held a pamphlet in his hand, which densely recorded all the information about Feng Feiyun, “This son is very talented, do you want to recruit him?”

With a somewhat playful smile, the son in purple said disdainfully, “Can the first half-demon reach the Ascension Realm?”

“This… can’t be.” The counselor said.

“What’s the use of recruiting?” Ziyi Young Master is very arrogant. Although he is somewhat interested in Feng Feiyun, he is only interested. In her eyes, it is good to be a half-demon or the first-generation half-demon, no matter how talented he is. High, it is impossible to break through the ascension realm, and belong to those who have no potential and no future.

A person without potential, no matter how elegant he is now, is destined to be incapable of going long.

…

The Half-Monster League completely fought with the Meng family, but the Meng family’s background was extremely strong, and reinforcements from the family came and sacrificed an eighth-grade spirit tool. The shape of the spirit tool could not be seen clearly. The layer of ink cloud is wrapped, swallowing the light and heat between heaven and earth.

A cloud of ink floated above the sky, with electric snakes intertwined in it, and the shadows of ancient beasts hovering above the spiritual tool.

“boom!”

The eighth-grade spiritual weapon landed a killing light, and the dazzling beam of light fell, hitting an elder of the Half-Monster League, his body instantly shattered, and the white bones turned into powder.

This is an irresistible force, and just a breath can kill an elder of the Half-Demon League.

The breath of the eighth-grade spiritual tool became more tyrannical, like a thousand mountains falling from the sky, and all the half-demons who did not reach the seventh level of destiny were suppressed to the ground, even if it was the seventh level of destiny. , the half-demon of the eighth level of cultivation were also suppressed to the point of being unable to move.

This is the power of the eighth-grade spiritual tool, causing thousands of spiritual beasts in the domain city to retreat one after another, being suppressed by powerful forces.

“Pfft, puff…”

There are many half-demons under the power of the eighth-grade spiritual tools, their bodies are shattered, the bones and flesh are separated, the blood dyes this piece of land red, the grief is everywhere, the bloody corpses become forests, and there is a sad song between heaven and earth. .

The lamentation of the weak!

Elder Mu, Elder Qing, and Elder He of the Half-Monster League are all highly cultivated beings. At this moment, the three of them joined forces to sacrifice an ancient weapon from the Half-Monster League. It was a seventh-grade spiritual weapon, but it was The wealth accumulated over the years by the Half-Monster League invited a great craftsman to make it.

The shape of the ancient tool is very similar to a scale, but there are countless small words on the scale, and these words all contain a kind of Taoism. At the same time, it is activated and straight into the sky, to break the eighth-grade spiritual tool of Mengjia.

“It’s no wonder that the Half-Monster League has become so arrogant and dared to oppose my Mengjia. It turns out that it has a seventh-grade spiritual weapon!” From the void, there was an old cold voice.

“Hey, I’m afraid this is the savings of those half-demon slaves who have worked hard for thousands of years before they can invite the Great Refiner to refine the seventh-grade spirit tools. What a group of poor poor ghosts.”

“I’m here to collect this seventh-grade spiritual tool, and let the fruits of these half-demon slaves’ hard work for thousands of years become the wealth of my dream family.”

An ancestor of the Meng family stood on a jade platform, with a layer of feathered talisman wrapped around his palm, stretched out into the void, and a huge palm appeared on the top of the three elders of the Half-Monster League.

“It’s an ancestor of the Meng family, holding a feathered talisman in his hand, and he wants to collect the ‘Hundred Earth Lin’.”

“Hundred Earth Lin is the weapon of my half-demon alliance, and it must not be taken away by him.”

…

The three elders of the Half-Monster League spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time, making the “Hundred Earth Lin” even more dazzling, and they want to smash the feathering talisman.

“The ants also want to turn over, it’s a joke.”

The feathering talisman burst into a dazzling light, and a figure appeared.

This is the figure of a sage of the Meng family. This feathering talisman is the one he cultivated, and it has his breath on it.

“boom!”

This figure waved his hand, and the three elders of the Half-Demon League were hit hard, and at the same time, they were thrown out, and fell to the ground like three leaves, covered in blood.

The seventh-grade spiritual tool of the Half-Monster League was taken away by the ancestors of the Meng family.

“No…” Elder Mu roared with blood dripping from his mouth.

“Haha! This seventh-grade spiritual weapon has been my dream family’s soldier from now on. Its power is still good, but unfortunately it is still weaker than the feathering talisman.” Holding it in his hand, he deliberately laughed loudly, causing many elders of the Half-Monster League to vomit blood with anger.

Feng Feiyun fought fiercely with the three elders of the Meng family at the same time. His body was covered in sweat and blood, as if he had just climbed out of the blood. His body was covered in scars and blood, his eyes were red and his long hair was hanging down. , flying in the wind.

“puff!”

Meng Shiva’s crutch was blasted out from behind, and a heavy force as heavy as a mountain hit Feng Feiyun’s back. Although it was blocked by the dragon, scale and phoenix leather coat, and the body was not pierced, it still suffered heavy injuries. All were smashed.

Feng Feiyun suddenly turned around and stabbed a shot back, drawing a bloodstain on Meng Shiva’s neck, almost piercing her neck.

Meng Shiva was startled, turned into a gloomy wind, flew back, touched his neck slightly, his fingers were stained with blood, “Boy, you are dead.”

Meng Shiva has practiced for more than 4,000 years and has a very high status in the Meng family. She has not been injured for thousands of years. She did not expect to be stabbed with blood by a young half-demon today, which made her even more angry and condensed. A huge palm print appeared, like a five-fingered mountain slamming down towards Feng Feiyun.

Although this is just a palm print, it contains a kind of divine power of Mengjia, which can explode forty-six times the attack power.

“boom!”

Feng Feiyun’s body rose from the ground, the blood in his body seemed to be on fire, he killed him head-on, punched Meng Shiva’s palm print, and pierced her old body with a shot. However, Feng Feiyun’s body was smashed to pieces by the palm print just now. This shot did not stab deeply, and did not seriously injure Meng Shiva.

“Da da……”

Drops of blood flowed out of Feng Feiyun’s body. If he took off the dragon scale and phoenix leather coat, the elders of the Meng family would find that his body was about to rot, and the flesh and blood in many places had already been removed. It cracked, and the bones were exposed first.

After all, Feng Feiyun is still too young, and his cultivation is still shallow, but many of the elders of the Meng family are people who have cultivated for thousands of years, and it is a miracle to be able to fight for so long.

Feng Feiyun put on the dragon scale phoenix leather coat and couldn’t fight for that long, but seeing the half-demon around him fall one by one, and a lot of blood splashed on his face, it aroused anger in his heart. Strong until now.

The sky was dark, and the powerhouses of the Meng family were all surrounding him. There were silhouettes everywhere in the darkness. I don’t know how many people surrounded him, and there was even a powerful weapon suspended in the sky, blocking the area. metropolitan area.

“Young man, it’s time to bow your head, the half-demon alliance has been suppressed, and the number of people who died for you is uncountable.” An elder of the Meng family sneered.

“We… we fight for no one, only for ourselves…for dignity…” Zhan Yueming got up from the ground with difficulty.

“Pfft!” The old man from the Meng family’s face turned cold, he waved his sleeves, and suddenly Zhan Yueming flew out, crashed to death on the ground, and his body was broken in two.

Life is so fragile at this moment!

The elder of the Meng family said coldly: “I see, this is the end of the ignorance of the current affairs! Feng Feiyun, you kneel on the ground now and kowtow to my Meng family to admit your mistake…”

“Brother Feng, you can’t kneel… You are the hero of our half-demon alliance, heroes can’t kneel…” The beautiful woman who had served Feng Fei Yun before lay on the ground, raised her head with difficulty, with a prayer in her eyes look. She sees Feng Feiyun as a hero.

“Looking for death!” The clan elder of the Meng family shot again, but before he raised his hand, a white brilliance pierced through the sky, piercing his arm, and the bones of his arm were broken into two pieces. cut.

“puff!”

Feng Feiyun directly hit the head of the clan elder of the Meng family with his own head. A white brilliance stabbed, pierced his throat, and nailed it to the ground.

Feng Feiyun held the spear in both hands, and the knee of one foot pressed firmly on the chest of the elder of the Meng family, nailing him to death, gasping for breath, said: “No… People…can…make…me…kneel…”

This is the fifth Meng family elder who died in the hands of Feng Feiyun.

The shadow of the spear stretched in the night, Feng Feiyun’s body was shaking constantly, and his fingers almost lost the strength to hold the Tianzhu soldiers.

“Boom!”

There was a dull thunder in the sky, and the air gradually became moist.

Immediately afterwards, a pouring rain fell on the sky, washing the bloody smell in the air to the ground and merging into a blood-colored stream.

Feng Feiyun’s body slowly stood upright again, standing with a gun, coughing blood and laughing: “Mengjia…Mengjia can’t do it! Cough…the younger generation was killed by me…the older generation…still Killed by me…cough…if I practice for a thousand years, I will shatter the sky!”