Spirit Vessel - Chapter 972

[Chapter 972]

Jiuyuan Tiantai, which stretches for hundreds of thousands of miles, is the site of the former immortal city.

It has experienced a devastating war, the immortal city collapsed, the earth was deformed, the sky was chaotic, and it was a ruins of the immortal city.

Eighty thousand years later, this place is still full of unknown dangers.

Feng Feiyun was walking among the ancient ruins, looking back to the sky from time to time, the battle between Xuanyuan Yiyi and the four powerhouses had turned elsewhere, thousands of miles away from him, and was isolated by layers of forbidden laws. Only a wisp of strong light can be seen flashing in the Tianbian Mountain.

“I thought it would take a lot of work to get out of her hands, but I didn’t expect it to be so easy.”

Feng Feiyun’s heart is extremely relaxed. As for Xuanyuan Yiyi’s life or death, he has little relationship with him. Since she likes to be brave, let her do it!

The surrounding ruins and broken walls, there is an ancient wall across the wild, like a mountain, extremely broken.

Because the past time is too long, this ancient wall is full of earth and stone, and green poplar trees grow, like a small mountain. Only when part of the cliffs are exposed, can people know that this was once a wall of Jiuyuan Xiancheng.

On the towering ancient wall, there was a flash of fire, like a sky lantern hanging in the sky.

Standing below Feng Feiyun, he could feel a repressed breath in his heart, which came from above that ancient wall.

“It is said that the ancient walls of every immortal city are inlaid with meteorite spirit stones, and when you walk into the immortal city, your cultivation will be subtly suppressed. The Meteorite Spirit Stone hasn’t been taken away yet?”

The surrounding space is closed and full of chaotic elements. If you want to leave this immortal city ruins, you must climb over this broken ancient wall, which is like a moat blocking the front.

“I know it’s not so easy for me to escape. I’m really curious about what kind of people this is?”

Feng Feiyun smiled at Ye Feng, looked up into the sky, turned into a big black bird, rushed up from the ground, stepped on some broken parts of the ancient wall, and flew towards the top of the ancient city.

The closer to the ancient wall, the stronger the suppression from the cultivation base.

It is also because Feng Feiyun’s cultivation base has reached the fifth stage of Nirvana, so he can fly so calmly. If the realm is lower, he may not be able to fly here.

Feng Feiyun fell to the top of the ancient wall and looked towards the direction of the burning flame. It turned out to be a broken Taoist temple, built of blue-gray wood, suspended three feet above the ground. Shake gently.

“The Shuiyue Saint is really powerful. She even blocked the four master uncles with one person’s strength. However, if you think that you can escape after escaping the four master uncles, that is simply a fool’s dream.” One is quite young The voice came from the Taoist temple, and the voice was very low and calm.

Standing outside the Taoist temple, Feng Feiyun also looked very calm, carrying his hands on his back, and said with a smile: “Who are you guys? Why do I think it doesn’t look like Jiuxiao Xiancheng.”

“Jiuxiao Xiancheng? What kind of thing is Jiuxiao Xiancheng? It’s not even worthy to give us shoes in the underworld.” The young voice snorted coldly, and his voice was full of disdain.

It’s hell again!

No wonder they even dared to move the people in the water moon realm.

Feng Feiyun now knows the origins of the underworld. The King of Hell and the Wheel-turning King were once one of the ten kings of the underworld, so Feng Feiyun’s purpose is generally clear.

Although Feng Feiyun had some festivals with the Wheel King, it was only limited between Feng Feiyun and Young Master Gu Ba. It was impossible for the underworld to send so many strong men to capture him because of this reason.

So now there is only one reason – the King of Hell wants to capture him and take back the half of the evil corpse on his body.

Hades is not dead!

Will the witch lady be in danger? Will something happen to Feng Qingqing and Mao Turtle?

Feng Feiyun’s heart was naturally quite shaken, but his face was very calm, he smiled and said: “It seems that Lord Yama has returned to the underworld, I am really happy for him!”

“You’d better say these words to Lord Yama! Taicheng, I heard that this son defeated all the descendants of Lord Zhuan Lun, and his cultivation seems to be very good. Are you interested in playing against him?”

In the Taoist temple, another cold voice sounded, and laughed mockingly: “In ten breaths, I can beat him to the ground.”

“Then I’ll count for you! First breath, start!”

Luo Tai flew out of the Taoist temple like a yin god, and his body dissolved like a cloud of smoke, turning into a gray cloud.

This is a huge ghost, with double horns on its head and two claws condensed, with a destructive momentum.

“The first arrogant under the Nie Jing pedestal, Luo Taicheng.”

This Luo Taicheng is the fifth peak of Nirvana’s cultivation, and the supernatural powers of cultivation are very top, and the breath is more terrifying than that of Master Gu Ba.

The Nie Jingtai is the dojo of King Qin Guang, and it is obvious that this Luo Taicheng is the descendant of King Qin Guang.

“Bang!”

Feng Feiyun unfolded the Golden Silkworm Buddha Domain, the sky was full of golden light, the Buddha silkworms were densely covered, and there were few Sanskrit sounds.

“There are no good people in front of the evil mirror, all prisons are presented, and they will never be born.”

Luo Taicheng made a magic table, about ten feet high, with a mirror of ten circumferences, hanging to the east, with a horizontal plaque on it, with seven characters written: There are no good people in front of the evil mirror.

When the magic platform was suppressed, a hell fell, and the momentum was extremely fierce.

If the top talents of the medieval family like Ye Hongjing had a deal with Luo Tai, it would be difficult for anyone to block his three moves.

Feng Feiyun sacrificed the courage of the heavenly marrow, condensed it into a sword, slashed in the air, rolled up a river of swords, and blocked the magic platform.

“Phoenix splits the sky.”

Feng Feiyun’s arm turned into a phoenix claw, tearing it toward the sky, tearing out cracks in the void, and hitting the magic table with fire, making a roar.

In the Taoist temple, a fluttering young voice came: “Six breaths.”

Luo Taicheng’s eyebrows condensed, as if they turned into two iron bolts, with dense twill lines on his arms, and shouted: “A mirror of evil will transform the world, a small hell of black clouds and sand.”

A circle of pitch-black brilliance erupted from the magic platform, enveloped the surrounding space, and descended with a huge aura of death.

In the air, black clouds washed away and quicksand filled the air, as if it had turned into a hell.

Feng Feiyun stood upright and did not move at ease, mobilized the Ten Thousand Beasts Battle Domain and the Phoenix Fire God Domain, condensed the power of the three domains, shattered the “Black Cloud Sand Little Hell” played by Luo Taicheng, smashed out the heavy black clouds, and a knife He slashed out, and the sword qi flew past Luo Taicheng’s face, slicing off a piece of his collar.

Luo Taicheng’s heart was also quite shocked. This half-demon was more terrifying than what was described in the information. He was able to break through the power of the evil mirror?

“Boom!”

The strength of the two men shook, and the Tianzhu soldiers and the magic platform collided, causing the ancient wall under their feet to shake constantly.

“Bang!”

The Tiansui soldiers slashed the magic platform in half, and struck Luo Taicheng’s chest with a knife, pulling out a half-meter-long blood opening, which split him several dozen feet away, and the blood was continuously thrown in the sky.

“Haha! It’s amazing, it’s amazing, it took a total of twelve breaths. The one who didn’t lose was not Feng Feiyun, but Luo Taicheng. Who said that half-demon must not work? Who said it before?” A soft voice came, with a bit of a smile.

Feng Feiyun stood with the sword horizontally, and he was not in a relaxed mood. He felt that there were still several auras of power in the Taoist temple, each of which was no weaker than Luo Taicheng.

“I was just careless just now. I didn’t use the five layers of power. I have to fight again!” Luo Taicheng rubbed his hand on his chest, and the half-meter-long blood cut immediately healed.

“Let me come! I despise low-level creatures like the half-demon the most.” A young man with a pale face and a sinister spirit stood at the door of the Taoist temple, leaning on the door beam, playing with a small blue knife in his hand.

A voice with a strong voice sounded from the Taoist temple, saying: “What is there to fight? We are not here to compete with people, we are here to capture people. Since it is a capture, why do we have to be one-on-one? Destroy his legs first.”

Another calm voice sounded, saying: “Someone from other forces noticed the movement here and rushed over, and he must be taken down in the shortest possible time.”

Six of the top ten descendants of the younger generation in the underworld came, and five of them came out of the Taoist temple.

And the sixth person sat cross-legged in the Taoist temple, the Taoist temple suddenly flew up, and then slammed down, bombarding the top of Feng Feiyun’s head.

Feng Feiyun started reincarnation at a rapid speed, his body floated and retreated, jumped off the ancient wall, and quickly returned to the ruins of Jiuyuan Xiancheng.

“Boom!”

An ancient wall as huge as a mountain was shattered by the power of the Taoist temple, the gravel rolled down, the ancient trees were buried, and the sky was covered with a layer of smoke and dust.

You must know that the power here is suppressed by the meteorite spirit stone, but the opponent can still burst out such terrifying power, which is definitely the top-level existence of the younger generation.

A young man wearing a scarlet blood robe, his sleeves were agitated, and gray brilliance flew out between his arms, causing the meteorite spirit stones from the ground to fly out. Feiyun bombarded the past.

Feng Feiyun stood against the wind, his palm pressed in the air, and a huge palm print slammed into the past. On the palm print were the shadows of five phoenixes, like a phoenix nest.

“boom!”

Twelve meteorite spirit stones were shot down and sank into the ground, and the young master in the scarlet blood robe seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, and his body suddenly retreated more than ten steps.