Fantasia: The Beginning Of The Congenital Sacramental Body

Jiuyang next to the standing chariot opened his mouth in surprise at this time. He was not surprised that Xia Yunsheng could use the calabash technique, but the version in front of him was obviously different from what he taught.

The flying knives in the gourd should be formed by the condensing of the individual's energy and spirit, not the current situation, with divine power as the body, swallowing the fragments of the avenue and turning them into flying knives.

But there is no doubt that Xia Yunsheng's version is stronger.

"Young Master's talent is hard to fathom."

Jiuyang sighed deeply, the last trace of dissatisfaction in his heart disappeared, replaced by deep awe, the gourd treasure technique was pushed to a terrifying level in Xia Yunsheng's hands.

"cut!"

Xia Yunsheng let out a low cry, the gourd spurted out immeasurable light, and a flying knife shot out across the sky. It was three inches long, crystal clear and flawless, and its speed was extremely fast. It crossed the void, leaving a dark streak in the space traces of.

"It's useless, in the Qiankun map, I can't do anything."

Feng Wu's voice rumbled from the Qiankun map, containing absolute confidence.

"Wrong, you can't stop him. The so-called supernatural powers are no match for cause and effect. This is the law of time and the number of days, and you can't defy the sky!"

Xia Yunsheng said quietly, the next moment, the map of Qiankun collapsed, the flying knife split the projection of Qiankun Great World, and cut Feng Wu, the latter's expression changed, this level of power made him feel the shadow of death.

If you are not careful, you will definitely die ugly.

Feng Wu roared angrily, using the forbidden technique of burning the source, and the aura on his body began to sublimate to the utmost.

This is a taboo method, in exchange for the strongest power at the cost of damaging the source, Feng Wu's aura instantly began to climb, the peak of the divine fetus, the first turn of reincarnation, the second turn of reincarnation...

Xia Yunsheng frowned suddenly, Feng Wu's condition seemed to be wrong, if he continued like this, he might burn his own origin, at that time, even a fairy would be hard to rescue.

Feng Wu's face was struggling, and suddenly there was a rich multicolored brilliance in the depths of his eyes, and his mind was sometimes in a trance and sometimes sober.

"Feng Wuxie!"

Feng Wu suddenly raised his head and howled mournfully, the aura in his whole body burned further, and the last bit of source was burned out. At the same time, his aura completely broke through the second round of reincarnation, and stepped into the third round, the realm of the king!

In this state, the cultivator cuts away all ordinary thoughts, transcends the vulgarity, and can be the king to command one side.

Feng Wu was shrouded in bright light feathers, majestic and far away, like a god standing on the other side, inviolable, but he was crying at this moment after gaining such power.

Xia Yunsheng's flying knife cut into Feng Wu's forehead, he didn't resist, a knife-shaped imprint appeared between his brows, his face was stained red with bright red blood, with tears, he felt a desolate sense of the end of a hero.

"I'm not reconciled. I haven't seen this great mountain and river. I have established the Tao since I was a child, and I have been practicing hard for half my life, but in the end I died at the villain's tricks. I hate it!"

Feng Wu's eyes were dim, and he murmured softly, his sad eyes locked on Xia Yunsheng instantly.

Xia Yunsheng stared at him indifferently and calmly, his whole body tensed up. At this time, Feng Wu's blow could definitely seriously injure or even kill him.

"He wants me to kill you, but I don't want him to do what he wants. I, Feng Wuxin, made a mistake, and I deserve this. But if I don't want to, no one can force me to do what I don't want to do, even if it means death."

Feng Wu laughed, feeling a little lonely, his lower body had already started to melt away, and he would disappear into the world within about an incense stick of this progress.

At this last moment, Feng Wu calmed down instead. He stared at the sky in confusion, and suddenly asked, "Do you believe in immortals?"

"Since the fall of the fairyland in ancient times, it has been hundreds of millions of years. I don't know how many outstanding emperors have been born in time. They searched for everything and pursued it all their lives, but in the end they were nothing more than a handful of loess. Fairy, can it really be proved?"

Xia Yunsheng's eyes were blurred for a moment, then he suddenly became firm: "Whether there are immortals in the world has nothing to do with me, but if I step on the immortal road, I will fight for a lifetime of immortals. If there is no road ahead, I will walk out a immortal road by myself!"

His eyes are firm, and he has a rock-solid will to move forward.

Feng Wu was silent. At this time, he only had one head left, and said with a wry smile: "After all, it is still hard to get over it. No matter what method I use in this battle, I know that I can't win against you, and you and I are also counted." I don’t know each other without fighting, brother Xia may promise me one thing? I’m willing to exchange it with the second formula of Qian Kun.”

Xia Yunsheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Say."

"For me... kill Taiyi Shengzi Feng Wuxie, so that I can rest in peace under the Nine Springs."

"But, if it happens, I'll send him to see you."

Xia Yunsheng didn't ask who this person is or how strong he is, that's meaningless, he firmly believes that he is invincible among the younger generation!

"Thank you, Brother Xia."

Feng Wu forced a smile, and a beam of light was shot out by him, falling into the center of Xia Yunsheng's eyebrows.

It is the second secret of heaven and earth.

The words of this method are pearls, full of ancient meaning, and it is worthy of being one of the killing techniques of the Holy Land of Taiyi.

"Dare to ask the heavens, may you become an immortal?"

Feng Wu finally let out a quiet sigh, full of confusion, and disappeared into the void.

Xia Yunsheng took a deep look at the place where he fell. The huge sword was quietly stuck on the ground, and its spirituality had already been lost.

Xia Yunsheng stepped on the foot, the giant sword fell into the ground, and a dim tombstone stood up, with the inscription: Tomb of Feng Wu.

After finishing all this, Xia Yunsheng strode onto the chariot and said calmly, "Let's go."

He had a hunch that this time things might not end so easily.

PS: There is no monthly ticket, no reward, no evaluation, is the author cold at this time... I feel wronged...