Mythological Native Species

?The so-called Asgard Palace is just a fictional place that Feng Linxen used to dream up the soil.

It may seem vast, but it is not true.

At this time, Feng Linwen said nonsense in his mouth, but he was "not panic at all" in his heart.

With the help of Dao Shi Tian Wang secretly, he can sing this play.

"Those who hide their heads and show their tails dare to say such ridiculous words to others. I don't know what it means." The old man who was in the lead was talking with Feng Linwen in the air, but he was not close to Asgard.

He was also worried that there was a mystery hidden in it.

Therefore, even if he was humiliated verbally, he did not act impulsively and rushed directly into the so-called fairy palace.

Seeing that these people didn't rush in, Feng Linxen breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't give up and gave a cold drink.

"Humph! How brave!"

The two ancient bronze doors in front of Immortal Palace suddenly exploded, and a blue palm wind slapped the leading old man. The heavy palm force, like a majestic mountain, pressed down heavily. The surrounding space was torn apart with cracks.

This palm...was taken by Dao Shi Tianwang.

Feng Linwan just acted like he was, and said two nonsense.

It's like two people in a suit, performing a double reed in tandem.

The old man knew how powerful this palm was, so he didn't dare to be careless. Using his whole body's power, the terrifying evil spirit condensed into a black dragon claw that protruded out of the void, and slammed into the blue palm print fiercely.

Snapped!

The powerful air wave directly shattered the surrounding space, and the violent suction came from the depths of the shattered space. And in this wave of suction ripples, the ethereal Asgard remained motionless and was not damaged in the slightest. And the old man was in the chest and abdomen, full of blue light blooming, the whole person had already retreated dozens of steps, could not lift up in one breath, and fell down with serious injuries.

I saw that the clouds and mist gradually dissipated, but through the ancient bronze gate, I could see some scenes inside.

A handsome man in blue clothes and black hair was sitting on the cloud couch. There was a guqin on the cloud couch. All the strings of the guqin had been broken. Looking more closely, the man's limbs, wrists, and ankles were covered with a slender chain that was constantly shining with aura, and the four ends of the chain were tied with four strange copper beasts, which seemed to have four different extremes. The power formed a complete cycle, locking the man tightly, so that he could not move arbitrarily.

Everyone who saw this scene was a little shocked.

Looking at this situation, this man was suppressed and sealed?

However, it is such a person who has been sealed and suppressed, and he has such mighty power with the palm of his hand. Let the strongest of them retreat with serious injuries, and he was almost caught in the turbulent flow of space.

"Who are you?" After the old man was forced back by a palm, another person stood up and pointed at Feng Linye and asked.

Even he didn't notice it, there was too much uncertainty in his voice.

This is Feng Linye's scheming.

If it's just a simple matter, change a person out, and force them back with the hands of Dao Shi Tianwang.

Of course there is a certain shock effect.

But it can't be elevated, let alone reach the level of "immortal" in the ideal concept of this world, monks.

However, with a body that is trapped and bound, it is an understatement to retreat from the enemy with one palm, and the sound of the piano is chaotic, which amplifies the concept.

"Me?" Feng Linyan raised his head, as if thinking carefully.

Then he suddenly said: "Right! Who am I? The 'Master of Bad Sky' who made all things become empty, or the Emperor Chaoxing who suppressed the stars? Is it the peerless Demon Lord who once killed an era...or with a sword He Shi, the Qinglian Immortal who has been amazed for 10,000 years?"

"Who am I? Who am I here?"

Feng Linwan's face was confused at first, then crazy.

After the madness is filled, it will be terrifying and willfully shuttle and destroy in the fairy palace.

"Red Dust Immortal... Feng Lin Ye! It's you! It's you who imprisoned me! You said let me reflect on it for 100,000 years. So far... more than 100,000 years? Why are you still holding me? Why are you still holding me? I?"

"You don't keep your promises! You don't keep your promises!" Feng Linwen roared wildly and flamboyantly.

The chains around him rattled.

At the same time, the bronze beasts sitting in all directions turned into four real beasts.

The divine beasts bloomed with infinite brilliance, forming a huge and stalwart formation of four spirits.

The big formation pressed against Feng Linwen, causing his splashing momentum to gradually converge back.

All of a sudden, Feng Linwen smashed his hands together, and a small green lotus flew out of the fairy palace.

Looking at this lotus flower, everyone was tense and did not dare to relax at all.

Although I don't know what the mystery is, just listening to the man in the temple talking to himself, coupled with the momentum released by it, is enough to be awe-inspiring.

It's just that this Qinglian is weird.

One is two, two is three, three is three.

In the blink of an eye, almost the entire sky will be opened.

At the same time, an indescribable horror is also rapidly bred.

Those monks who were surrounded by Qinglian did not dare to wait any longer, and they all used their own means to clean up the surrounding Qinglian.

The azure lotus that was rushing towards the face burst out with bright azure lights. With the outbreak of azure light, many azure lotuses that were only half in full bloom began to bloom. Out, and finally turned into small sword lights, these small sword lights gathered in one place, like a sea of ​​cyan light.

All the monks had incredible expressions on their faces.

It is difficult for them to imagine how it is possible for an ordinary looking green lotus to gradually evolve into such a vast sea of ​​sword light.

But the people in Asgard were still struggling with their own self, doubting and scrutinizing themselves, and they didn't take them to heart at all.

A mighty, after Jian Xiao.

Tianyu clarified that the dark clouds, evil spirits, and shady scenes were all wiped away by a rag.

A large number of high-level monks, who were originally high above, fell from the sky like dumplings.

The cultivation base is high, and the physical body is solid, but that's all.

Those with low cultivation base and ordinary flesh body, if they have not been crushed by sword energy and turned into minced meat and blood, or they are about to be slapped heavily on the ground and smashed into a pool of meat mud, they will die without the dignity of a cultivator.

Those who survived by chance had expressions of horror on their faces.

They've been scared out of their minds.

Not only did he not dare to approach the Asgard that hung far in the sky, but he also firmly remembered the two names that came.

Then they each chose a direction ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ a thousand miles away....

The battle in the cloud has already been decided.

In other words... the victory and defeat were doomed early on, the difference is only the process of execution and the experience of pretending to dig a hole.

And the battle on the ground gradually showed signs of victory and defeat.

It is said that the weather is not as good as the land, and the land is not as good as the people.

The army of living people, at this time not only has the weather, but also has people.

After several rushes, the already killed Cui Jin army was defeated and fled.

In fact, only a part of those who will really die in a head-to-head battle.

What's more, in the process of escaping, a huge flaw was revealed, and the pursuers who came after him were easily strangled.

At this time, Cui Jin's army has collapsed, and the front line has completely disintegrated... the general trend is over.