Pope Fan Mie has never been so passive. Even if he fights against the Abyss Demon Lord, there will be victory or defeat for each other.
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It was really unbearable. Pope Fan Mie bent his bow and fired an arrow. A meteorite arrow flew out, crashed through a crystal wall of the Undersea Dragon Palace, and struck the chest of the big demon dragon.
"Bang."
Sparks flew from the big demon dragon's chest, and a piece of dragon scale flew out, turning into smoke in the air.
The body of the big demon dragon was also knocked hundreds of miles away, and flew down to the vast blue sea. He touched his chest with his palms, with a cold smile on his face, "I told you before that you can't perform as Po Immortal." The true power of the bow and the Holy Meteor Arrow is indeed the case, so please leave this set of the Great Sage¡¯s true weapons to me.¡±
"If you haven't practiced the Nine-Character Arrow Art, you really won't be able to exert the true power of the Immortal-Breaking Bow and the Meteor Saint Arrow. Otherwise, this arrow will not just shoot down a piece of his dragon scales, but will directly kill him." Fan Mie. The Pope sighed inwardly.
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Fan Mie Pope fired three arrows at once, but they were all shot away by the big devil dragon using the Undersea Dragon Palace, and no more arrows hit him.
"Boom."
A piece of purple cloud flew from outside the sky, turning the entire sky into purple, with thunderstorms and lightnings.
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"Master of the Tomb Palace, are you here too?" Pope Fan Mie stared at the sky and felt a powerful hatred and anger, which was directed at his true heart.
A bolt of purple lightning fell.
The Lord of the Tomb Mansion was wearing a purple robe, with a white face and no beard. He looked about thirty years old, but his head was full of white hair. He had an ancient sword on his waist and slowly walked down from the sky.
The two saint ancestors Shu Huang and Xue Ying died, and the head of the tomb palace turned white overnight and his hair was as long as snow.
Pope Fan Mie and the Master of the Tomb Mansion have fought more than once. Their cultivation levels are on par with each other, and neither can do anything to the other.
"If you owe money, you must repay money, if you owe life, you must repay blood, and if you want to destroy the Pope, let's come to understand it today." The master of the tomb palace said.
The Demon Lord of the Abyss also came after him, standing on the clouds in the distance, overlooking the bottom.
Pope Fan Mie laughed and said: "Demon Lord of the Abyss, you have to be just right. Let's work together to kill these remnants of the Hunyuan World, and then study the Immortal World's Relic Pearl together."
The Demon Lord of the Abyss smiled disdainfully and said: "I have no interest in joining forces with you. Whether you die or not, whether they die or not, the legacy of the immortal world will be in my pocket."
The Great Demonic Dragon and the Master of the Tomb Mansion took action at the same time, attacking Pope Fan Mie.
"With the addition of Nine Dragons, the world is invincible."
The Nine-Dragon Divine Scepter in the hands of Pope Fan Mie let out nine dragon roars, turned into nine divine dragons, and penetrated into his body. Nine dragon heads grew out from his neck, swallowing clouds and mist, baring its teeth and claws, and it was very ferocious.
This is the ancestral holy way of the Pope of Brahma, which can explode the power of the Nine Dragons and Nine Elephants. The Nine Dragons here refer to the power of the "nine ancestral dragons".
"Boom."
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"You have the ancestral sage's dharma, and I also have the ancestral sage's dharma, and the dragon is in the sky."
The great demonic dragon transformed into a black dragon, with the seventeen eyes on its head flashing, and the light gathered together to form a divine dragon mark.
"Roar."
He transformed into a divine dragon and displayed overwhelming power.
Rumor has it that the power of ten ancestral dragons can compete with a divine dragon.
The Ancestral Saint Way of Pope Fan Mie brings together the power of nine dragons, while the Ancestral Saint Way of the Great Demonic Dragon is directly transformed into a divine dragon. In terms of the strength of the Ancestral Saint Way, the Great Demon Dragon is stronger than the Master of Fan Mie. Better than that.
The great demonic dragon unfolds the ancestral sacred method, and its combat power is catching up with the sacred.
Even the Abyss Demon Lord who was watching the battle was slightly surprised. He did not expect that the Great Demonic Dragon's Ancestral Saint Taoism was so powerful. As an Ancestral Saint, he could fight against gods.
"A decent figure has finally been born in the Great World of Lost Pearl Hunyuan." The Abyss Demon Lord said to himself.
The Master of the Tomb Mansion stood calmly on the beach, using his own power to freeze time and space, not giving Pope Fan Mie a chance to escape, and said: "The fighting power of the Great Demon Dragon has surpassed that of the Ancestral Dragon King. This father and son fight After tens of thousands of years, in the end, my son is better."
When the Great Demonic Dragon and Pope Fan Destroy were fighting, the white jade holy coffin was filled with rosy clouds, and countless rays were shuttled through the coffin, converging towards Feng Feiyun's body.
The Holy Infant begins to awaken and his power begins to return.
"Boom."
Feng Feiyun broke out of the coffin, and a sharp sound erupted from his body, like the sound of the world rubbing against the world.
Tens of thousands of electric lights wrapped around his body, like swimming dragons, and then slowly flowed into his body and merged into the Holy Infant.
The Holy Infant is suspended in the body, exactly the same as Feng Feiyun's body, but with his eyes open and a thought, he can see many things that Feng Feiyun himself cannot see, and then pass them into Feng Feiyun's mind.
"Haha, Feng Feiyun, you finally broke out of the coffin, give me your eyeballs." The big demon dragon flew above the solstice fairy sea and stretched out a dragon claw.
An eyeball automatically flew out from Feng Feiyun's body, flew into the dragon's claws of the big demon dragon, and then was pressed into the eye socket by him.
With the eighteen eyeballs united into one, the power of the great demonic dragon became even stronger. With a slap of its tail, Pope Brahman Destroyer was knocked down from the sky and bombarded to the ground.
The body of the ancestral saint is torn into pieces.
"Wow."
The Pope of Brahma did not die, and re -condensed his body, and his body was intact.
Feng Feiyun's body was flowing with the light of the ancestral saint, and he said: "Pope Fan Mie, you are at the end of your rope, and today will be your day of death."
"Feng Feiyun, you actually broke through the realm of the ancestral saint." Pope Fan Mie regretted it. He should have killed Feng Feiyun if he had known it, and should not have kept him alive until now.
Feng Feiyun said: "Thank you for your help."
"I want to know if the Immortal World Pearl is really in your hands." Pope Fan Mie said.
The Abyss Demon Lord and the Great Demon Dragon both stared at Feng Feiyun.
Feng Feiyun said: "You believe this, but it is just a means to kill you with a borrowed sword. You think that I am fighting you at the level of a holy king, so I am really not prepared at all."
"It turns outit turns outpoof." Pope Fan Mie was so angry that he vomited blood.
In order to obtain the relic of the fairy world, he did not hesitate to offend the Yangji God, the Yuhua Tianzun, and the Abyss Demon Lord, but in the end he discovered that all this was just a game played by Feng Feiyunbu, who played him like a fool.
"I want you to die, die."
Pope Fan Mie has never hated a person so much before. He once again joined the Nine Dragons and pounced towards Feng Feiyun with one claw.
Feng Feiyun stood there calmly and calmly, chanting: "The four methods of truth, one method can kill the soul."
The principles of truth flowed around Feng Feiyun's body and gathered on Panman's axe. He struck it with one strike and passed between the head of Pope Fan Mie, drawing a bloody track.
The holy soul of Pope Van Destroyer dissipated and turned into wisps of the source of truth, disappearing into the air.
"Two ways to kill someone."
With the second swing of the ax, Pope Brahma's ancestral body was torn into pieces, the sky was dyed red with holy blood, and the earth turned into bloody mud.
The body was shattered and it was difficult to condense, leaving only a ball of white brilliance wrapped around the Holy Infant, trying to escape.
"Three ways to kill the Tao."
After the third ax was swung, the holy infant who destroyed the Pope let out a scream, torn apart, dissipated in the air, and completely disappeared.
The heaven and the earth have become peaceful, and only the sound of waves on the Zhisui Immortal Sea is left.
Feng Feiyun wiped off the blood of the ancestral saint on the axe, with an air of indifference about him.
"The Four Methods of Truth" is the ancestral sage method he rehearsed. Although it seems to have only four moves, in fact it has endless variations.
The four methods of truth can produce sixteen kinds of magical powers, two hundred and fifty-six kinds of holy arts, and sixty-five thousand five hundred and thirty-six kinds of tricks
No matter how it changes, in essence, there are only four methods of ancestral saint Taoism, which are also the simplest four methods. Just now, Feng Feiyun used three of them, "Beheading Soul", "Beheading Life", and "Beheading Dao".
Any method can kill someone.
It only took three axes to kill an ancestor saint, and even the ancestor saint's holy soul and holy infant were killed, which means that the ancestor saint has completely fallen.
This is an extremely shocking thing. Once word spreads, it will definitely cause a big wave, and many people will be afraid of it.
The Demon Lord of the Abyss was greatly shocked. Although his cultivation could injure Pope Fan Mie, he could never kill him. However, the young man in front of him killed Pope Fan Mie with just three axes.
The Great Demonic Dragon also looked solemn. Although he claimed to kill the Pope, he also understood that it was very difficult to kill an ancestor. To be precise, even if it was just the Holy King or the Infinite True Saint, it would not be possible for him to do so. Will be killed easily.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????It is not an easy task for the Ancestral Saint to kill the Infinite True Saint.
"Three axes to kill the ancestral saint, what kind of ancestral saint's magic did he create?" The great demon dragon felt incredible. He originally thought that his ancestor's saint's magic was already quite powerful and could challenge the sacred, but compared with Feng Feiyun, It seems to be a lot worse.
The Lord of the Tomb Mansion took back the Immortal-Broken Bow and the Meteoric Holy Arrow, erasing the thoughts left by Pope Fan Destroyer on them, and then held the bow and arrow in his hands, with endless tenderness in his eyes, and a deep sense of loneliness.
The beautiful woman has passed away, leaving only her bow and arrows.
Feng Feiyun can understand the pain in the heart of the Tomb Mansion Master, because he has also lost his lover before, but he can still resurrect his lover, but the Tomb Mansion Master will never have this opportunity.
In the sky, crystal red petals are falling, which is the blood of the ancestors.
The Demon Lord of the Abyss finally retreated, but there were three ancestral saints present. Among them, Feng Feiyun¡¯s cultivation was still unfathomable, which made him feel taboo and finally retreated.
The Yuhua Tianzun and the Yangji Tianshen have never appeared. I don¡¯t know whether it is because they are still fighting, or because the fairy world¡¯s relics are not in Feng Feiyu¡¯s hands, so they feel that there is no need to take action.