God of Life and Death

A layer of azure enchantment covered a hundred miles in the blink of an eye. The area within a hundred miles seemed to be a world of its own, and even a strong person at the level of the Spiritual Fairy Realm would have difficulty escaping from it!

"Boundary! It turns out you had a plan in advance!"

Feng Yan's face turned even uglier.

But Fang Yue stopped talking nonsense to Feng.

"Kill! Leave no one alive!"

Fang Yue gave an order, and the two powerful men from the Spirit Fairy Realm took action at the same time. Duo Qiansi and Xuan Zhen were supporting him, while the Abyss Sword Demon slashed directly at Feng Yuan with his sword!

Feng Yan is Feng Yuan's protector, and Feng Yuan's life and death affects Feng Yan's thoughts and energy the most!

If Feng Yuan had any shortcomings, Feng Yan would probably die from his guilt!

"The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying!"

Feng Yan's move was a sure-kill move. He let out a low shout, and the endless wind surrounded his body.

Use the wind as a robe and the wind as a sword!

Feng Yan suddenly transformed into a king in the wind and descended into the mortal world!

"Wind Spirit!"

Feng Yuan also used his own secret skills and skills, and once again became one with the shadow of his ancestors!

Feng Yuan stood in the void, his eyes were blue, and there was no trace of human emotion in them.

"Wind Kill!"

Feng Yuan raised his hand, and billions of wind blades rolled towards Fang Yue.

Feng Yuan knew in his heart that Fang Yue was the culprit for all of this. If Fang Yue died, the hearts of others might be scattered and unable to unite!

A frivolous smile appeared on the corner of Fang Yue's mouth: "In the end, I was regarded as the weakest link. It is really a sin!"

Fang Yue's voice fell.

Real dragons soared into the sky!

"Since you want to kill me, I will give you this opportunity, but whether you can seize this opportunity depends on your luck!"

Fang Yue walked towards Feng Yuan step by step. Every time he took a step, the layers of aura would ripple outward like ripples.

The waves of energy rolled back the wind blade, weakening the condensed murderous intent within it!

When Fang Yue took nine steps, the soles of his feet stepped on the earth, and his steps seemed to resonate with the center of the earth.

"Sons of the Earth!"

"Feng Yuan, hide quickly, this move is irresistible!"

Feng Yan, who was fighting with the Mosquito Taoist and the Heavenly Demon Hou, was suddenly furious. He roared and told Feng Yuan to get out of the way!

Son of the Earth is a legendary move, the basis of which is to understand the path of earth to at least the ninth level or above!

Use your own body to borrow the power of billions of vast earth!

It's a pity that Feng Yan's voice came too late!

Fang Yue has become one with the earth beneath his feet.

He punched again, and the shadow of his fist filled the sky.

The shadow of Feng Yuan's God of Wind was directly hammered away, and Feng Yuan was also hammered into pulp by Fang Yuesheng.

Wind Clan's energy is turbulent!

A powerful genius who ranked twelfth on the Void Immortal List fell directly and turned into ashes. This was an unspeakable blow to the Wind Clan.

At this moment, the luck of the Wind Clan in this world dropped by at least one thousandth!

One in a thousand, it seems like a small number, but knowing that in this world, the Wind Clan can be considered a powerful clan.

A True Immortal of the Wind Clan died before, and the Wind Clan's luck has not been shaken. Although the luck has declined, it is only about one ten thousandth at most!

A one-thousandth drop in luck can already have a substantial impact on the ethnic group.

For example, the morale of the troops ahead is turbulent, and many generals feel uneasy and unable to fight with peace of mind!

"Fang Yue, I want you to die!"

Feng Yan felt sad in his heart.

This Feng Yuan grew up watching Zhang Zhang bit by bit.

His laughter, his sorrow, his efforts, his struggle, all appeared in front of Feng Yan's eyes.

From a certain point of view, his relationship with Feng Yuan was no longer the relationship between a genius and a protector, but more like a pair of masters and disciples, as if they were an intimate father and son.

Feng Yan placed high hopes on Feng Yuan.

However, at this moment, Feng Yuan died, and the hope in Feng Yan's heart was shattered!

"The wind has died down!"

Feng Yan sighed softly. He would rather take the full blow from Taoist Mosquito and Demon Marquis than let Fang Yue train for Feng Yuan!

"Feng Yuan, it's because I'm incompetent, I didn't protect you, I didn't see you become an immortal, but soon, your murderer will go to hell with you!"

Feng Yan's voice fell.

Fang Yue's soul felt like it had been hit hard.

This wind extinguishing technique turned out to be a direct attack on the soul, which made Fang Yue confused for a while.

It was as if a wind blade appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness, and the golden wind blade split his soul.

This attack ignores the body's defenses and strikes directly into the depths of the soul.

If it succeeds, Fang Yue's soul will be split instantly and cut in half.

"The will of Tao, strengthen the soul!"

"The Soul Sutra turns into armor!"

In Fang Yue's sea of ​​consciousness, the roar of the soul came out, and an unprecedented crisis was coming. This was a full blow from the spirit fairy realm, and he did not dare to neglect it at all.

Three golden leaves moved around Fang Yue's soul, the pages of the Book of All Spirits turned, and the silver characters turned into pieces of Linyu armor, turning into a pair of armor, wrapping Fang Yue's soul up and down.

At the same time, the will of Tao descended and evolved into a layer of misty blue light surrounding Fang Yue's soul.

Fang Yue's soul was ready, and he simply used all his strength to welcome the attack of the wind blade.

The wind blade is like a knife, sailing into the broken bamboo.

Wherever it passed, Fang Yue's sea of ​​consciousness was severely damaged and split in two.

But when the wind blade touched the three golden leaves, 70% of the power in it was directly dispersed. Fang Yue's soul took the opportunity to take action, branding the characters in the "Soul Scripture" one after another, and burned the wind blade. It was defeated and turned into mottled green light that dispersed between the heaven and the earth.

A near miss!

Fang Yue never expected that these three golden leaves were so powerful.

Ever since he learned these three immortal scriptures, these three golden leaves have always been sleeping deep in his soul.

Now, these three golden leaves are passively awakened, directly reducing 70% of the power in this wind blade.

If the power of this wind blade does not decrease, even if Fang Yue can resist with the "Soul Scripture" and the Heavenly Way of the Soul, he will at least be seriously injured.

His soul was fine, but the injuries to his consciousness were not serious.

Fang Yue took out a few drops of the sixth-turn soul liquid and spread it in the sea of ​​consciousness. The split sea of ​​consciousness quickly healed and returned to its original appearance!

Fang Yue opened his eyes. He had survived this fatal blow. Although his face was slightly pale, there was a faint smile on his lips.

"You want me to go to hell? You should go and accompany Feng Yuan by yourself!"

Fang Yue said sharply.

Feng Yan's complexion suddenly turned pale, and all the blood faded.

"No, this is impossible. How could you survive my ultimate killing technique, the Wind Extinguishing Technique?"

Feng Yan's mind was shaken, and he always had a dreamlike feeling.

The soul-killing technique is rare, but once it is used, no one will miss.

"There is no sure-kill technique in this world, and nothing is impossible. Since you have been defeated, just accept death!"

Fang Yue snorted coldly, raised his fist, and a head of real dragons covered the sky and the sun!

A total of one hundred and eight real dragons, this is Fang Yue's true strength.

The real dragon soared into the sky, overwhelming all realms!

Accompanied by the roar of the real dragon, the sky and the earth shook, and the sun and the moon lost their light. Feng Yan had just been severely injured by the Demon Lord and the Mosquito Taoist. He wanted to dodge, but he felt a sharp pain deep in his soul.

Soul fighting is extremely dangerous. If you can't kill someone, you will definitely encounter a backlash!

Now, it was Feng Yan's soul that was affected by the backlash. His body was so stiff that he couldn't move.

The true dragon's silhouette suddenly descended.

Feng Yan took Fang Yue's blow forcefully and staggered back, his internal organs burning.

"Soul, devour it!"

Zuo Qiansi took action leisurely, and the strange red light reappeared in his eyes.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, if Feng Yan’s soul was intact, Luo Qiansi would naturally not use the secret soul technique to attack him.

But now, Feng Yan's soul has been severely damaged, and like a candle in the wind, it is about to be extinguished. Luo Qiansi's soul secret technique has become the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

"No……"

Feng Yan's soul was torn apart.

His eyes quickly dimmed.

When a person dies, the lamp goes out and breaks into pieces. It seems that he will not survive!

"Soul condensation!"

Even though Feng Yan died, Fang Yue never let him go. This was his first time to kill a spirit immortal, so he naturally wanted to eat well.

Feng Yan's soul was torn into pieces and the wind and clouds dispersed. Fang Yue collected Feng Yan's remaining soul and left it to be slowly refined in the future.

Although Feng Yan's soul was severely damaged and torn apart, 70% of his original power still remained. If he were to refine it, he could obtain at least dozens of drops of nine-turn soul liquid.

Of course, Fang Yue's current level is still low, and his soul refining power has a ceiling.

He is now somewhat reluctant to refine the seventh-level soul liquid. To refine the ninth-level soul liquid, he still needs to advance to at least one or two major realms!

"This Feng Yan is rich in wealth. He has as many as a thousand middle-grade immortal stones, and ten immortality pills, which can be used to restore the immortality of the true immortal and the soul! This immortality pill, Xuanzhen, Take one pill for each of you, Duo Qiansi, Yuan Feng, and Tianmohou. After refining, it will at least restore your cultivation to a small level! Mr. Mosquito, take one pill as well, just in case you need it!"

Fang Yue sat on the ground and divided the spoils.

A practitioner can only take one of this Immortal Fate Pill in his lifetime. Any more will have no effect, so Fang Yue gave one to each of his spiritual immortals and true immortals.

As for the mosquito Taoist who has just entered the spiritual immortal level, his foundation is not stable, and he can easily damage his own roots by attacking others rashly.

It makes sense for Fang Yue to give him one as a precaution!

"The effect of killing the spirit fairy is great! It's a pity that things like this don't happen often!"

Fang Yue made a lot of money this time, and the accumulation of a strong person in the spiritual fairy realm exceeded the savings of the average ten strong people at the peak of the true immortal level.

Feng Yan died, and all his wealth belonged to Fang Yue.

Moreover, there is Feng Yuan, who is also the genius of the Wind Clan and has a lot of resources!

However, with these resources in Fang Yue's hands, the Wind Clan will definitely suffer a huge loss.

In an instant, dark clouds rolled in the sky, and the clouds were treacherous.

They evolved into gods and demons, as if they were dying for Feng Yan.

When the immortal spirit falls, the world and the earth share the sorrow.

The fate of the Feng Clan was shaken again, and the mountains and rivers for hundreds of millions of miles were in turmoil. This time the decline was even greater than when Feng Yuan died.

A true immortal is the backbone of the clan.

Tianjiao is the hope of the ethnic group.

The spirit fairy is the essence of the ethnic group, a prince, and an immortal overlord!

The fall of the spirit fairy damages the foundation of the clan and the future of the clan!