Feng Feiyun put away the ancient bronze ship and flew to the ground. With his back straight and his weapons majestic, he stared at the powerful outsiders around him.
Wulan has long silky hair, a kind holy light, and is as beautiful as a fairy, but there is a cold air about her body.
She followed Feng Feiyun with a respectful manner, just like Feng Feiyun¡¯s female apprentice.
The strong men outside the territory were all shocked and stared at Wulan, knowing that she was a saint and her status was unattainable.
"That's not Holy Lord Wuchao. Why are you walking with people from the Lost Pearl Hunyuan World, and why are you taking action against Holy Lord Jueling?" A quasi-sage from outside the territory said in surprise.
"Could it be thatthe Holy Lord Wuchao is being controlled by someone?"
"How is it possible? The Holy Spirit's will is as strong as a sacred stone, and the Holy Soul is as noble as a fairy spirit. Even the Holy King cannot control the Holy Spirit's thoughts. A mere supreme king of the Lost Bead Hunyuan World can also control Holy Lord Wuchao."
The place where the ancient bronze ship rushed out is an endless cemetery. There are tombstones everywhere, and the air of death is so overwhelming that at a glance, it is almost impossible to see the edge.
Feng Feiyun knows where this place is. This is the road to reincarnation opened by the ancient divine phoenix who took away the Seal of Reincarnation. There are hundreds of millions of tombs here, where the sages who died in battle at the end of the ancient times are buried.
One end is connected to the corpse burning pit on the battlefield of all races, and the other end is connected to the Shenjin Dynasty.
"We actually came here." Feng Feiyun murmured to himself, staring at the monks outside the territory, "How did they find this place?"
Yue Jueling was wearing a scarlet battle armor, wrapped in an exquisite and graceful holy body, and his whole body was covered with flames. He said: "Feng Feiyun, what did you do to my uncle?"
Feng Feiyun smiled and said: "Your master felt that he was not good at cultivation, so he became my master, hoping that I could teach her some wonderful skills. Now she is my disciple."
Feng Feiyun stared at Ulan and said, "Ulan."
Wu Lan walked up to Feng Feiyun calmly, with starry eyes, bowed and said: "Meet the Master."
Feng Feiyun stared at Yue Jueling, spread out his hands, and said, "Did you see that your master uncle has indeed worshiped me as his master? I am now your master uncle, so why don't you come over and salute."
The monks outside the territory were so angry that smoke was coming from their heads. It was really abominable. During this period of time, it was the strong men outside the territory who scared the monks in the Hunyuan world of the Relic Pearl. But now a group of Fan Mie Sect's A holy master actually worshiped Feng Feiyun as his teacher. This was simply a slap in the face.
From Yue Jueling's apricot eyes, two awakening heavenly lights shot out, directly into Ulan's pupils, hoping to awaken Ulan's mind.
"Boom."
Two cold lights shot out from Ulan's pupils, the Yin Qi was so strong that it was frozen for hundreds of thousands of miles, and all the strong men outside the territory were frozen into ice cubes.
"Bang."
Yue Jueling broke out of the ice, with red flames flying thousands of miles away, directly smashing through the void, and then escaped.
"Uncle Master, I will report this matter to the leader, who will definitely come to save you." Yue Jueling's voice came from the void. When the last word sounded, she had already flown to Sumeru in the void. There was no way he could catch up with her.
When you reach the realm of the Holy Spirit, it is already difficult to fall. If you want to escape, it is almost impossible to stop it.
"It would be great if it was Mao Lao. Its special ability is enough to close the void. If Yue Jueling wants to escape, it is simply a dream."
Feng Feiyun didn¡¯t chase Yue Jueling. He couldn¡¯t catch up anyway.
Feng Feiyun calculated with his fingers, with a bit of joy on his face, "I have been in hell for seventy years, how come only seventy days have passed? I understand, one day in heaven is one year on earth; one day on earth is one year in hell. A year has passed in hell, and only one day has passed in earth. Fortunately, only seventy days have passed. If seventy years had really passed, the world would have really changed a lot."
A man wearing a sword came out of the void, with strong eyebrows and a sword in hand. He knelt on one knee in front of Feng Feiyun and said: "Piao Miao Divine Dynasty, Makita War God paid homage to Mr. Feng. His Highness the Crown Prince wants to see Mr. Feng. one side."
"Ximen plays the flute, where is he?" Feng Feiyun asked.
Makita War God said: "His Royal Highness the Prince and the human army are on the road to reincarnation, and some human sages are also in the camp."
Feng Feiyun was also curious in his heart, what happened on the road to reincarnation? Ximen was allowed to play the flute to bring an army, and countless strong men from outside the territory came here. Could it be that something big was going to happen.
This reincarnation road was opened by the ancient divine phoenix. It is a fork in the real reincarnation road. The bones of countless ancestors are buried and there are tombstones everywhere.
Feng Feiyun followed Makita War God to the camp of the human army.
HereThe elite army of the human race, which has numbered hundreds of billions, are all lions who have experienced battles on the battlefields of all races, and all of them are extraordinary figures.
There are countless figures at the level of God of War and King of War, and figures at the level of King of War can be seen everywhere.
Feng Feiyun has also been to the battlefield of thousands of races and knows how difficult it is to become a god of war. It can be seen that all here are really elite divisions, full of fighting spirit, killing everyone.
Some of them are arranging formations, some are tempering divine weapons, and some are offering sacrifices to their ancestors.
"What a huge formation, what is this for?" Feng Feiyun said.
Makita War God was very respectful to Feng Feiyun and said: "Many big shots from the human race are in the camp. They will tell Mr. Feng that they are here."
I met an acquaintance outside the camp, it was Ximen Yidiangua.
He was wearing a thick armor, and his body looked more and more bloated, more like a big steel melon. When he saw Feng Feiyun coming, he hurriedly came up to him: "Brother Feng, Brother Feng, you have finally arrived, what? Among our human army, I only need a leader like you, go, go, follow me into the camp."
The camp of the human army is inside a magic weapon. The world inside is very vast, full of spiritual mist. There are already many big figures standing in that world, there are thousands of them, and the lowest combat power is at the God of War level. .
After the Holy Spirit left the Lost Bead Hunyuan World, they became the supreme rulers of the human race, and there were also people Feng Feiyun knew among them, such as: Ximen Chuixiao, the Master of Xianxu Cave, the Second City Lord of Chaos, and the Lord Hongsui , Long Cangyue, the ruler of the Sixth Central Dynasty, Shangguan Mingxian, the new saint of the Water Moon Realm, and so on.
The arrival of Feng Feiyun caused quite a shock.
"That'sthat's the Holy Lord from outside the territory."
A central king's master recognized Ulan behind Feng Feiyun, and his heart trembled violently, "Feng Feiyun, you actually brought the Holy Spirit from outside the territory to the human camp, do you want to kill everyone. "
Many strong men from the human race have sacrificed their war soldiers and acted cautiously to guard against the Holy Spirit from outside the territory.
The power of the Holy Spirit is terrifying and almost invincible. Once it breaks out, the top leaders of the human race will be wiped out.
Feng Feiyun smiled faintly and said: "Holy Lord from outside the territory, hey, she is my disciple now."
"What, accepting a saint from outside the territory as a disciple is such a big talker. This is impossible." Sitting next to Ximen Chuixiao is a beautiful woman who looks somewhat similar to Ximen Chuixiao. She is him His biological sister, Simon Coral.
She had long heard her brother mention Feng Feiyun, calling him a genius who had never been seen in thousands of years. However, when she saw him now, she felt that the name was not worthy of the name. Accepting the Holy Spirit as a disciple was simply something that even a great sage could not do.
Ximen Flute doesn¡¯t think so, and thinks Feng Feiyun won¡¯t brag.
The master of Xianxu Cave stood on the top of a mountain, his whole body covered with fairy mist, wearing white clothes, with long black hair, his fairy posture was out of the dust, slim and graceful, a pair of fairy eyes stared at Feng Feiyun, with a gleam in his eyes, and said: "You have been sanctified."
"Boom."
The Master of Xianxu Cave once again set off a huge wave.
The giants of the human race were extremely surprised. At the same time, they looked at Feng Feiyun and suddenly realized that they could not see through him at all. His body seemed to be pregnant with a sea of ??stars.
The Master of Xianxu Cave is a strange woman with extraordinary talents and unpredictable cultivation. Many dominant figures in the human race wanted to pursue her when they were young, but none of them could enter her Dharma Eyes.
She is known as one of the most likely saints in the past ten thousand years of the human race.
Naturally, no one dares to doubt what she said.
So, Feng Feiyun has really become a saint.
The master of Xianxu Cave has a cultivation level of Yun Sheng, and he once guided Feng Feiyun in his cultivation.
Feng Feiyun still respected her a lot and said: "What the senior said is true. I went to hell and understood the realm of the Holy Spirit on the road of reincarnation. I have survived the calamity of my life and made this place holy."
Feng Feiyun said this without any momentum, but it shocked everyone present. Many people couldn't help but knelt down and paid homage to Feng Feiyun, as if they were worshiping a saint.
Ximen Coral was stunned, "Holy Spirit, at first glanceit doesn't even look like it."
"Ahem." Ximen played the flute and coughed, reminding her to have reverence for the Holy Spirit.
Long Cangyue stared at Feng Feiyun with complicated feelings in her heart.
Since Feng Feiyun has become a saint, naturally no one among the human giants present has any doubts anymore, and there is only respect in their hearts.
The scholar Tiansuan said: "Brother Feng went to hell, but he can still come back. HolyThe way of ? is truly incomprehensible, admirable, and admirable. "
Ximen played the flute and said with a smile: "Brother Feng, being able to accept a Holy Spirit as a disciple is truly admirable. But now that Feng Feiyun has reached the Holy Spirit realm, our human race has a backbone, and we can compete with those powerful people outside the territory." After a battle, we finally feel confident."
Feng Feiyun said solemnly: "Why did the human army gather here? Why did I meet experts from outside the territory when I came here?"
The smile on Ximen's flute-playing face subsided and he said seriously: "This matter is related to a fierce demon from the ancient times, one of the seven evil demons from the ancient times. Brother Feng, you still remember when we took this road. , the black magic mountain I encountered.¡±
The black magic mountain.
Naturally, Feng Feiyun couldn't forget that when he passed by the Magic Mountain, the "Ascension Platform" had throbbed. Ximen Chuixiao was so frightened that his face turned pale, claiming that there was a big demon sealed on top of the Magic Mountain and could not be broken into, so At that time, they crossed the Magic Mountain and left.