God of Life and Death

"good!"

The mosquito Taoist replied in a deep voice.

"I heard that Fang Yue from the human race is extremely talented and has unparalleled talents. I don't know whether it is because he is so famous that it is difficult to live up to it, or it is true!"

Feng Yuan's attitude was arrogant, and he didn't really take Fang Yue seriously.

At the leader level, he is just an ant. No matter how strong he is, how can he be comparable to him!

The combat power of the fourth and fifth levels of True Immortal Realm that Fang Yue can possess is already a blessing!

When he said that he could fight with him, Feng Yuan actually had 10,000 disbeliefs in his heart!

"In that case, please give me some advice from His Highness Feng Yuan!"

Fang Yue showed a confident smile, like the spring sunshine, bright but not dazzling.

Feng Yuan suddenly punched, and his figure was divided into nine parts!

What Feng Yuan is walking is the pure road of wind!

"The seventh floor of the Avenue of Wind!"

Fang Yue immediately judged Feng Yuan's understanding of the Dao of Wind.

Fang Yue didn't have much research on the Avenue of Wind, but he was extremely sensitive to the fluctuations in the power of rules.

Virtual Immortal Realm, the seventh level of the Avenue of Wind. In terms of understanding of this law, Feng Yuan is indeed considered a leader in the same realm!

It's a pity that he met Fang Yue.

"Thunder!"

Fang Yue doesn't care how many clones you have, but under Thunder's indiscriminate attack, they are all scum.

Billions of thunderbolts burst through the sky, and each thunderbolt contained an unstoppable power of destruction.

A thunder, a real dragon!

This thunder is like a prison, with nowhere to escape and nowhere to hide!

Feng Yuan's three clones were quickly destroyed. These three clones were all transformed from the element of wind. They had about 10% of the combat power of the original body. If they encountered ordinary enemies, these three clones might be able to parry one or two.

But when faced with an unreasonable and indiscriminate attack like Fang Yue's thunderbolt, this incarnation of the wind element can only serve as cannon fodder and be annihilated in the blink of an eye!

"Nine levels of law! This Fang Yue has hidden his own strength!"

When Feng Yan saw this scene, he was slightly startled for a moment, then roared loudly to remind him.

Man’s calculation is worse than God’s calculation!

Feng Yan originally thought that even though Fang Yue was extremely talented, after all, his realm was too weak, and Zhong Qiu was no match for Feng Yuan.

But as soon as an expert takes action, he will know whether it is there or not!

Fang Yue's attack was the power of the ninth level of thunder. In terms of rank, he crushed Feng Yuan with an absolute advantage.

"The clones become one, the spirit of the wind!"

Feng Yuan saw the situation and merged the remaining clones of the six realms with the original deity.

His aura increased several times in an instant, and a vague figure appeared behind Feng Yuan. This figure was the projection of an ancestor of the Wind Clan!

"Wind Slash!"

The figure behind Feng Yuan waved his palm slightly, turned into a palm knife, and slashed straight in the direction of Fang Yue.

This palm sword contains a huge amount of power, like a world-destroying strike, with infinite power!

The God of Wind is the secret technique that makes the wind unstoppable.

This God of Wind is the projection of a strong person at the Daluo realm of his ancestor. Although this projection is limited by Feng Yuan's own carrying capacity and cannot display its full strength, the other party's experience and understanding of the law are It is already the pinnacle of wonder, absolutely unmatched by ordinary true immortals!

"It turns out you are summoning your ancestors. No wonder you are so arrogant. It's a pity that your ancestors' ability to comprehend the Way of Wind has never reached the level of Dzogchen!"

Fang Yue was not afraid at all. He punched out, and real dragons rose into the sky, and the shadows of thirty-six real dragons floated in the air!

"The great road is perfect, the Fist of Earth!"

Fang Yue's power to summon the Great Perfection level of the Earth Avenue was integrated into the phantom of the thirty-six true dragons.

Every shadow of the true dragon was integrated into the perfect power of the Earth Avenue. With this punch, the mountains and rivers were turbulent, and the sky collapsed!

"The road is perfect! Impossible!"

Feng Yan couldn't help being shocked, his eyes widened.

The perfection of the avenue is a legendary level, and even most powerful people at the Daluo realm have never reached this level!

However, Feng Yan also deduced that Feng Yuan would never be able to receive such a punch.

Not to mention the suppression of the Dao in terms of the perfection of the Dao, the power of the thirty-six true dragons alone has exceeded the limit that most true immortals can bear.

Feng Yuan is also a genius and a master, but the limit of his power is the power of nine true dragons!

The power of nine true dragons is more than enough to deal with most peak true immortals, but what he encountered was Fang Yue's physical body, which had absolute crushing power over him!

"The sky collapses! The earth is destroyed!"

Feng Yan suddenly appeared in front of Feng Yuan. He waved the scepter in his hand and displayed his unparalleled magical power at the level of the spiritual fairyland.

The scene in front of Fang Yue suddenly changed!

Originally a battlefield of thousands of races with beautiful scenery, now it has become a scene of destruction!

The sky collapsed, the earth shattered, the mountains and rivers shattered, the stars fell, and the sun and the moon lost their light!

All kinds of pressure piled up on Fang Yue's body, making Fang Yue feel like he was suffocating and out of breath!

The power of the spiritual immortal is so powerful, it is completely the existence of two levels of true immortal.

Under the pressure of the Spiritual Fairy Realm, Fang Yue could only exert 70% of his original tenth-level power. This was an absolute suppression among life levels. If Fang Yue had not taken the path of cultivating all kinds of magic, the life level If it is much higher than the ordinary leader realm, if it encounters the coercion of this level of spirit fairy realm, I am afraid that it will turn into ashes without even the ability to resist!

The real dragon soars into the sky and destroys everything.

The pressure at the Spiritual Fairy Realm level could suppress Fang Yue, but it could not suppress the power of the punch that had been thrown.

Fengyan's illusion of heaven collapsing and earth annihilating was shattered.

And Fang Yue's fist power also dissipated!

"It was agreed that the younger generation would compete for supremacy. Why did Fengyan go back on his word?"

Taoist Mosquito stood up and said to Feng Yan with a serious smile.

There was a strong flavor of questioning in Mr. Mosquito's tone!

Feng Yan was wrong, but he pretended to be strong: "I, the genius of the Feng Clan, cannot fall like this. In this battle, I admit defeat for Feng Yuan, how about you two just give up?"

"You want me to just give up? You are such a reasonable Feng Clan person. If you put yourself in someone else's shoes and I was defeated by Feng Yuan, would Feng Yuan let me live?"

Fang Yue is not afraid of Feng Yan. Even if his life level is not as good as Feng Yan, he will be suppressed by the aura of the spirit fairy. But even if he only has 70% of his strength left, Fang Yue may not be afraid of Feng Yan.

"Then what else do you want? Could it be that you want to kill you?"

Feng Yan has become more and more powerful. This world is always dominated by the weak and the strong.

If it weren't for the appearance of Taoist Mosquito that made him not completely sure that he could easily kill Fang Yue and others, he would have already taken action at this moment!

"Do you want to kill me? You should give it a try!"

Fang Yue snorted coldly and said to Feng Yan: "Do you think the battle between me and Feng Yuan is just to defeat him? You have a strong person from the spiritual fairyland level to protect you. Is it because you don't have one?"

"And there are immortals?!"

Feng Yan's face changed slightly when he heard this.

Because he saw behind Fang Yue, the Demon Lord was slowly walking towards him.

At this moment, Tianmohou smiled gently, like a harmless neighbor uncle.

But the aura rippling around him was clearly the same level as Feng Yan's, the Spiritual Fairy Realm level!

The immortal aura on Tian Mohou's body was deeper and longer than Feng Yan's aura.

Two immortals appeared, and Feng Yan's pressure suddenly increased!

"Originally, I thought I had to go to the rear of the Wind Clan to meet the remaining Wind Clan spirit immortals and kill one of them to establish their power. Unexpectedly, I met one on this battlefield of ten thousand races. I just happened to kill him and let the Wind Clan know. It’s awesome!”

Tianmohou has now returned to the level where he first entered the Spiritual Fairy Realm. In addition, he has rich fighting experience. In a real fight, even if it is one-on-one, he may not be Feng Yan's opponent. Now there are mosquito Taoist assistants beside him, two Spiritual Fairyland level A strong man facing off against the previous one would definitely be hard to resist!

Feng Yan also showed a gloomy look.

"It is said that this strong man of the human race in the past cannot return, but now it seems to me that this may not be the case. Maybe all this is a plan of the human race! If the masters of the human race never come back, then are these people jumping from the cracks in the rocks? Did you come out?"

Fengyan Yinjiu's gaze swept across Yuanfeng, Xuanzhen and Tianmohou, and a horizontal thorn grew in his heart, like a thorn in his throat.

It’s just Fang Yue’s rise!

But now, inexplicable strong men appear one after another on the human side.

It would be fine if it was just Yuan Feng.

His identity as the Abyss Sword Demon may be reinforcements that Fang Yue invited from somewhere in the corner.

But now, Xuanzhen and Tianmohou are also included. Their bodies were reshaped by Fang Yue, and the aura in their bodies is that of the human race with upright Miaohong roots.

A true immortal, a spiritual immortal, who can cultivate to this level has not risen from hundreds of millions of fights, trampling on the bones of strong men one after another, before he can reach his current position.

It was impossible for a strong man of this level to appear for no reason, which made Feng Yan doubtful in his heart.

The human race has a reputation among all races for being cunning and insidious!

It is not an accident that the human race can make such a situation, lure the emperor into the urn, and then wipe out all the hostile ethnic groups of the human race!

"How can I be left out of such a war?"

I don’t know when, but Chuan Qiansi has also returned, with a sinister smile on his lips!

"Another strong one among the true immortals!"

Feng Yan felt like his heart was beating for a beat!

How could there be so many feelings with no reputation on the human side?

If you still say at this time that this is reinforcements invited by the human race or a master from Xue Zang, then you won’t even believe it!

Feng Yan looked at Fang Yue with an ugly expression and said: "Fang Yue, you humans are really cruel! You actually used yourself as a bait to make me take the bait! I must report this matter to the Feng Clan. Senior management, even if I die in battle, the news will spread throughout the battlefield of all races!"

Feng Yan roared at Fang Yue.

However, there was a look of disdain on Fang Yue's face.

"Feng Yan, you should give it a try! Since I dare to surround you, I'm not afraid that you will expose the trump card in my hand!"

Fang Yue became more and more arrogant and arrogant.

Under his feet, the formation bases lit up.