Chapter 1523: The Forbidden Phoenix
Outside Star City, many martial artists watching the battle couldn't help frowning when they saw this scene. Mobile
The powerhouse of the Seven Stars of the Divine Sect Realm blew himself up, and even if it was an ordinary half-saint realm existence, he might be injured if he resisted.
How is Sword Fengyun going to fight?
In that terrifying aura, the Divine Sect Realm Seven Stars Ghost Guardian exploded and turned into a blood-red wave of qi and rushed forward.
This rush was instantly comparable to the peak of the nine-star powerhouse of the Divine Sect Realm, and it was fiercely crushed towards the sword Fengyun.
Jian Fengyun's face was calm, the magic trick was pinched, the Xuanwu method was directly urged, and a Xuanwu phantom appeared on his side.
Even though he is a doppelganger, he has also comprehended the Five Divine Laws, and although he has not practiced the corresponding laws, he can still do it by urging his methods.
With the cultivation of the Semi-Holy Realm to urge the Xuanwu Method, its defensive power is self-evident.
The blood-red wave only splashed a few ripples on the Xuanwu Method, and then it scattered in all directions, turning into blood-red points of light in the sky, swallowed by the gray vortex suspended in the void not far away.
Even if he blew himself up, in addition to the power consumed, the rest would still be devoured by the Source Devouring Technique, and turned into the purest divine power and absorbed by Sword Fengyun.
"With this bit of combat power, it's far from enough to hurt me."
Jian Fengyun raised his head, his eyes looked at Qichengzhi calmly, and his tone was light and light, not like he was facing a big battle at all.
"Jian Fengyun, you are looking for death!"
At this moment, Qi Chengzhi's old face trembled, not knowing whether it was fear or anger, his eyes were surging with brilliance, as if he wanted to devour the sword Fengyun alive.
"That's right, I'm just looking for death, as long as you can kill me like those disciples of the Mingyang Divine Sect, I will never blame you." Jian Fengyun spoke lightly, and his tone was not salty or light.
He knew that every scene that happened here today would spread all over the galaxy, so this sentence was what he should say as the young sect master of the Mingyang Divine Sect.
The inheritance of the Immortal Fang Technique gave him a lot of help, but he did not give enough rewards to the Mingyang Divine Sect.
Whenever he wanted to be soft on those Phantom Phoenix Guards, he always unconsciously appeared in front of his eyes the Shadow Spirit Stone in the hands of the Three Princes of the Phantom Phoenix God Dynasty, and the tragic scenes in the spirit stones, the Mingyang Divine Sect, which should have been like a fairyland outside the world, turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
It used to be the place where he had walked in person, the gate of the Divine Sect was destroyed, there were ruins everywhere, and there were still some disciples of the Divine Sect who were dead.
They are innocent, and they are all implicated because of his hatred for the Temple of Killing.
He had no reason to forgive these Phantom Phoenix Guards for those fallen disciples of the same sect, although they may not have participated in the battle at that time, but the moment they stood here and became enemies with him, because of their position, he was destined to kill them.
Of course, if he is not strong, he will also be killed by them.
The world of cultivation has always been very realistic, survival of the fittest, and kindness is not the emotion that a strong person should have.
"Jian Fengyun, we didn't participate in the battle of Mingyang Divine Sect, what is the difference between you and the kind of people you hate?" Qicheng to gritted his teeth.
He was a little frightened, he was about to die, and if he could survive, what would it matter if he said something soft.
"Yes, I've become the kind of person I don't like, but it's all thanks to the Phantom Phoenix God Dynasty behind you."
Jian Fengyun smiled faintly and said calmly, his face was light and light, as if he had said something insignificant.
In fact, is it really that insignificant?
The answer is known only to him.
"Dragon-turning!"
In his hand, the magic trick was pinched, countless runes appeared around his side, and a cyan dragon soared into the sky behind him.
The dragon transformation technique of the Lingsen Holy Land is comparable to the inheritance of the true law level of the God Emperor.
At this moment, in the hands of the Sword Fengyun of the Half-Saint Realm, its true combat power was almost brought into play.
A giant dragon that is proud of the heavens and the earth, the dragon's whiskers are flying, the dragon scales are flashing, and there is a pair of green dragon eyes, and there is a supreme dragon power around the body.
"Roarโ"
The cyan dragon broke through the sky and rushed towards those powerhouses of the Divine Sect Realm.
Their mood has long been chaotic, and their own strength can't be exerted at all, so this is the best time to deal with them.
Of course, the potential that bursts out before death is terrifying.
One by one, the Phantom Phoenix Guards had blue flames burning on their bodies, and the momentum of the whole person had climbed to a realm, and many of them had even directly reached the breath of the Nine Stars of the Divine Sect Realm.
This is a forbidden technique similar to burning life, they burn their longevity and potential, forcibly raising their cultivation to a fairly strong realm in a short period of time.
Then, they shot out runes one after another in their hands, and these runes fell into the void, and they actually merged with each other, and then turned into a formation, constantly rotating.
Bang!
The cyan dragon condensed by the dragon transformation technique rushed into this formation, but it was directly trapped, constantly hitting the wall.
"Extinguish!"
Those Phantom Phoenix Guards who performed forbidden spells spat out a drop of blue-blue blood from their mouths, and then suspended in the void,
In an instant, hundreds of drops of blue-blue blood appeared, turning into hundreds of clusters of flames, intertwining into hundreds of green-blue rays in the void.
The hundreds of wisps of blue light, each of which was like a desperate blow from a nine-star powerhouse in the Divine Sect Realm, was extremely sharp, intertwined, and a huge blue net in Star City in the void.
The giant net fell, and the green dragon transformed by the dragon transformation technique was directly shattered, turning into bits of green mangs and floating in the void.
"The Forbidden Phoenix!"
Many warriors watching the battle from a distance were shocked when they saw this scene, and they said in amazement.
"This is an extremely powerful technique created by the National Master of the Phantom Phoenix God Dynasty, burning longevity and potential, as long as the longevity is infinite, you can improve your cultivation within the limit of the physical body, and some people with strong physical bodies can even directly ascend from the Divine Emperor Realm to the Divine Sect Realm."
"It is worthy of being the First God Dynasty that has been entrenched in the Eastern Star Domain for many years, and their powerhouse really still has some means."
"That's right, although these Phantom Phoenix Guards don't know the True Law of the God Emperor of the Phantom Phoenix God Dynasty, but this Ghost Phoenix Forbidden alone is enough for them to break out in the most critical hand in the battle of life and death."
Countless voices of discussion surround the surroundings.
Jian Fengyun's face moved slightly, and he felt that the divine power in his body had been consumed, and the cyan dragon condensed by the dragon transformation technique had really been destroyed.
"It is worthy of the Phantom Phoenix God Dynasty, and the background is good."
Jian Fengyun looked at them, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.
I thought it would be a one-sided crushing battle, but now it seems that the lion fighting the rabbit also needs all his strength, otherwise it may capsize in the gutter and the gains outweigh the losses.
"Sword Storm ......"
Ten Thousand Swords Holy Emperor