Legend of the Great Saint

"Daoyou, I will advise you again, you kill and swallow the king of Yu, the feathers will never forget the hatred of today, you are doing this to raise the tiger! Want to do what the king of feathers is even more delusional. ”

The words of Yunying Hewang are both provocative and tangible.

Li Fengyuan’s eyelids turned around, and it’s not surprising. The feathered strong man’s face has hostility that is difficult to conceal. The position of Baichen in the feathers is unimaginable to foreigners.

Between the white towers in the middle of the city, the feathers looked up and looked up, and the gorgeous phoenix wings were like a cloud of fire, and the map turned to magnificent brilliance.

"Mom!" A feather child is full of fear.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!" When the mother hugged her and looked up, the eyes full of worries were facing the pair of phoenixes.

Li Fengyuan’s heart revealed their names and even their experiences. Now he has a kindness to all the feathers, as if they are their own people, understand that this is the influence of Bai Chen's spiritual memory, and he said: "Do you want me to have more feelings for them?"

I can't help but feel awkward. At the last moment, Bai Chen chose to give up everything. It was a great sacrifice touched by Bai Jie, or a helpless move to see that he could not survive. Perhaps both.

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect?

Survival because of love, but also because of love.

However, compared with this small "emotional burden", Li Fengyuan's benefits are difficult to measure. Because Bai Chen is letting him swallow up without any resistance, he almost got a complete spiritual inheritance. Among them, there are the understanding of Baichen’s seven thousand years of practice, and even all the power.

This power and inheritance is so large that it is difficult to digest in a short time.

And if it is in the end, even if he is lucky, he defeated Bai Chen. Fortunately, I was not killed by the thunder, but it was just three days of catastrophe, and it would be very weak, not to mention the spiritual inheritance.

It seems as if the two armies are against each other. Surrender and battle to the last soldier. The result is definitely different.

See Li Fengyuan silence and fall into meditation.

Dong Lu Wang smiled slightly. The person who knows the time is Junjie, let alone the phoenix of the **** bird. And his army is in a downturn, and it is tolerant of anyone blocking it.

You are in the front of the list, and the "White Dragon King" is in the back. Donglu Wang and Yunying Hewang are ready to join forces to drop the Thunder, which is already a "national war", not a fight.

Li Fengyuan said: "I know how much they like Baichen and how much they hate me..."

"The Taoist friend understands it."

Yun Ying He Wang sighed, and if he had no choice but to do so, he would not be an enemy of the Phoenix. This may be the instinct of all feathers.

However, Li Fengyuan turned his head. "However, what does it have to do with me? I just do what I want to do, and I have changed because of the love of others."

"Okay. I don't want to be an enemy of you, but now, there is only one battle!"

"All the feathers, return to the city!"

Li Fengyuan gave an order, the feathers of the strong people face each other, and did not say that they would not listen to the enemy orders, Yuncheng big line no one presided over, now returning to the city is not waiting to die?

Li Fengyuan did not say much. He has the confidence to compete with almost the entire Yunzhou here. It is not just his own strength. Otherwise, a cloud shadow crane king can entangle him and talk about how to protect the cloud city.

Bai Chen also left him a big gift, that is "cloud city."

Suddenly, the city of Yunzhong has a white light, and the river flows like every street. It gathers in the palace of the center of the city. A light column rises into the sky and merges into Li Fengyuan’s body, dyeing each of his wings into pure white. It seems to have become a white phoenix.

Bai Chen gave all the control of the entire Yuncheng big array to him, and he only slightly delayed the time, in order to fully control it.

The feathered strongmen face each other, this is the power that the feathers of the dynasties can have, and once the whole cloud city is in control, it is almost the feather king, and the thought:

"What should we do now?"

"If we continue to fight, we will all fall here, or, go back elsewhere?"

"Stay in the mouth, the city is in the people, the city is dead! Whoever dares to abandon the city and flee, is the traitor of the Yu people, the world and the earth, the gods and abandon!"

"That can only be returned to the city first, this is for the feathers!"

Guanghua even flashed, more than ten rays of light flew back to the clouds in the city, the feathers are fast, the world is rare, no one can stop.

"Not good!" Dong Lu Wang's face changed greatly. He wanted to drag these feathers and strong people in the middle of the cloud. Finally, he came to a net, but he did not expect the duck to fly. He said: "Listen to my good, full strength. Siege!"

Pushing Yunding Ding, Lu Wang Jinyin, and even the sky full of clouds, pressed to the city.

Yunying Crane Wang Hejun Jiuyi, "White Dragon King" roared and roared, all the great monks came up with the method of housekeeping, the power torrents, and the momentum of shaking the world.

The light barrier of the Cloud City has been extremely thin and it is impossible to resist.

Li Fengyuan had already expected that he fell into the middle of the city and turned into a handsome young man. He said: "The success or failure is here, give me strength!"

Just as the other feathers were still hesitating, the mother holding the child, the first light on her body, she wanted to protect her children compared to hatred.

The light of the stars in the city lights up, and all the feathers, whether strong or weak, glow white with the light, blending into the river of light that whizzes past and gathers in the palace hall.

boom!

The city in the clouds violently vibrates, as if a lonely boat fell into a turbulent torrent, and the towers of the towers collapsed.

Li Fengyuan stood on the palace and felt the unprecedented power gathered on himself. This is the condensation of the strength and spirit of the feathers. His face is looking at the sky with dignity. Can he stop it?

The feathers are also looking at him. The surging white light is like an open white wing, as if you see Baichen.

Time has become extremely slow, and every second has been lengthened, becoming a torment.

If the big battle is broken, everything will rest.

But the thin layer of light barriers, although crumbling, has never been broken, and the toughness is beyond everyone's expectations.

Li Fengyuan raised his face and waved his hand. Standing in the middle of the cloud city and in front of the main hall, the pillars of the sky shone brightly, and the statue of the bird's face sitting on it suddenly became active. Patted with wings. There are nearly a hundred troops welcoming the East Lu King. Each one is equivalent to the king.

As soon as the statue left the city of Yunzhong, several of them were crushed and crushed by the force, but they also resisted most of the offensive.

The barrier of light has stabilized and gradually thickened.

Li Fengyuan directed the statue and changed the battle. Fighting with the army of Donglu Wang, commanding the feathers to be strong: "You don't stand up, give me a counterattack!"

Although the feathers are not willing to obey his orders, they can only help each other in this time. They are not good at close combat. At this time, they are based in the middle of the city, and they can start the offensive.

The light whistling through the air, thundering through the sky, with the statue counterattack Donglu Wang.

Li Fengyuan looked up at Tianzhu, and the black cloud of pressure was slowly dispersed. The sun shines on the bright sky and accelerates the recovery of the barrier of light. This is the real source of strength for the cloud city. The longer the time drags, the stronger the power of the big array.

A cloud shadow suddenly shadows the sky, and the cloud shadow crane king overlooks it. It is opposite to Li Fengyuan's four eyes.

"Give up, Phoenix!"

"Cloud city, rise!"

Li Fengyuan raised his hand and the city of Yunzhong climbed up to the sky and slammed into the cloud shadow crane king.

Yunying Hewang explored a crane foot and gently stepped on the city in the clouds, blocking the rising trend of the city in the cloud. The huge crane wing still masked the sky.

A phoenix sounded, Li Fengyuan rose to the sky, across the barrier of light, a palm shot on the crane foot.

"Even if you are a Phoenix bird, you have just spent three days of robbery, how could it be with me..."

Yunying He Wang suddenly felt that a huge force of Pei Mo can come from the foot, and he could not suppress it. He looked at the city with a squint and suddenly understood that he gathered the power of all the feathers. This is the only feather. What Wang Fang can do.

Layers of ripples are formed on the barriers, and the two forces collide with each other. The clouds are stubbornly rising upwards and rise straight into the hurricane layer.

The more the hurricane rises, the more violent the hurricane is, the whistling on the barrier of light, and suddenly it becomes bleak. However, the heavy offensive from King Donglu also suffers from the baptism of the hurricane, and the power is greatly attenuated. .

Through the memory of Bai Chen, Li Fengyuan made it clear that this is the most normal mode of operation in Yunzhongcheng.

The Yuncheng Grand Array has a gust to resist the hurricane. If there is a foreign enemy invasion, the cloud city can be raised to the hurricane layer, and it is difficult for the enemy to launch an offensive.

Although there is a limit to the strength of the big array, it cannot be raised too high, but it is enough to ensure that no enemy can be higher than the city in the cloud, otherwise it will be blocked by the source of strength. It is not a joke.

"It's no wonder that the Daxia Dynasty also has no way to get the feathers. This cloud city is a war artifact. It is far from what the White Dragon King and the Red Dragon King can compare. Unfortunately, it was too weak to be weakened by the catastrophe at the beginning. It is difficult to attack all kinds of attacks. Cast, or be afraid of the district Donglu Wang!"

A few pieces of crane feathers have fallen, and it has not been drifting for a long time. It was cut by the hurricane. Even if the ten-party demon king could not stay in such a high hurricane layer for a long time, Yunying He Wang had no choice but to flash aside.

The skylight is still in the future, and there is a loud bang, and Yunzhou Ding is heavily weighted in the city.

When Donglu Wang saw that the cooked duck was really flying, he couldn’t help but drive Yunzhou Ding.

This collection of the strength of the mountains and rivers in Yunzhou is extremely heavy, and the city of Yunzhong has begun to fall down again. The hurricane has traced the road in the body of Ding, but it is hard to hurt its roots for a while.

This will continue ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ not waiting for Yunzhou Ding to be damaged, the cloud city will fall to the ground.

Li Fengyuan’s heart was crossed, and the barrier of light was opened. Yunzhou’s tripod screamed and screamed.

Li Fengyuan was the first to bear the brunt.

boom!

The palace of the palace was turned into a ruin, and the shape of Li Fengyuan disappeared.

The feather people were shocked. Unconsciously, he has become the backbone of the feathers. If he is also defeated, the man is in danger of destroying the family.

Yunzhou Ding pressed the cloud city to continue to fall, but listened to the ruins, three feet, and screamed: "He!"

The light barrier was re-closed and the Yunzhou Ding was swallowed.

Li Fengyuan held his hands with Dading. The blood ran down his face and turned into a burning flame. He shouted: "Don't you want it? Then give it to me!"

This moment is like the soul of Li Qingshan.