Feng Qingcheng shouted, grabbed the hilt of the Purple Thunder Sword tightly with both hands, and stood in front of him, the roaring wind brought up the sand and stones, fallen leaves and flying grass, but it was still split into two by the sword qi separated by the Purple Thunder Sword.

Feng Qingcheng's wrist was subjected to a huge force, and the wind in front of him seemed to never stop, and his arm couldn't help but start trembling.

Instead of passively defending, it is better to take the initiative to attack, Feng Qingcheng tensed the muscles of his whole body, and when he activated the true qi in his body, he roared angrily, and suddenly raised this purple thunder sword with both hands, and slashed towards him fiercely.

Suddenly, a purple-black sword qi burst out, the wind was cut into two sides, and the sword qi went all the way up, heading straight to the source.

At this moment, a boom was heard, and a burst of sand and dust burst out in the distance, and the surrounding wind also stopped.

Feng Qingcheng's heart tightened, and he immediately fixed his eyes to look into the distance, but the dust was billowing and he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Are you looking for me?"

Suddenly, a strange voice sounded behind him.

Feng Qingcheng was taken aback, and hurriedly looked back, and saw an old man in a wizard's robe standing behind him, his eyes shining treacherously, and the corners of his mouth smiling.

"Who are you?"

Feng Qingcheng was almost hairy all over his body at this time, and he couldn't help but roar angrily.

"You don't have to be so nervous."

The old man in front of him was leisurely, and began to pace with half-squinted eyes.

"As long as you give me the finger bones of the gods, I will never embarrass you."

When Feng Tingcheng heard this, his heart was stunned, and sure enough, this person was what the gluttony said about him, and it was also the finger bone of the god in his arms.

She gritted her teeth and stared at the man in front of her.

"You can hold on for so long under the pressure of my promotion, it seems that you are also a person, and you should be famous."

The old man said in surprise.

Feng Qingcheng's heart was furious, and her intuition told her that the person in front of her was not an opponent she could compete with, so it was better to hand over the divine skeleton finger bone to him.

But the arrogance that penetrated into her bones did not allow her to give in, if she compromised at this time, then she was no longer a phoenix, and a voice swirled in her mind.

"Don't give him the finger bones of the gods...... Don't give him the finger bones of the gods......"

Feng Chengcheng immediately made up his mind, ignored the old man's words, immediately twitched the Purple Thunder Sword, and stepped forward.

The Purple Thunder Sword drove endless power and brought the sound of wind and thunder rumbling, but despite this, the wizard old man in front of him smiled and did not dodge.

In an instant, it had already hit him, Feng Qicheng slightly restrained his castration, and suddenly his heart moved, like a poisonous snake stretching out its fangs in front of him, his body stopped suddenly, and the power around him also disappeared, and the purple thunder sword stopped an inch in front of the wizard.

"Why don't you cut it down?"

He said with a sinister smile.

Feng Qingcheng frowned tightly, pressed his left hand on the back of his right hand, and used both hands together to twitch violently.

The sound of wind and thunder came back to his side, and he was about to hit the hateful face of the wizard old man, but suddenly a black shadow flashed in front of him, and there was still the figure of the old man.

Feng Qingcheng hurriedly kicked the ground vigorously, and the whole person flew in the air along the Purple Thunder Sword, turned around, and landed again.

When he looked up, he saw the old wizard standing far away and smiling.

"Now you know the difference in strength between us, right? Obediently hand over the finger bones of the gods, and I will spare you from death. ”

He laughed and spoke.

"Fart!"

Feng Tingcheng felt insulted, and his upper and lower silver teeth gritted, and he roared loudly.

Suddenly, when he saw the wizard old man, his face sank, and the temperature around him instantly dropped by a few degrees.

"You brought it on yourself."

His hoarse voice came from the ears.

When Feng Tingcheng heard this voice, he trembled all over, and saw the old wizard in front of him pinching his hands in front of his chest, and there were words in his mouth.

Her eyes widened, and she saw a gust of wind rise from under his feet, blowing the fallen leaves of nearly ten meters around him and flying upwards, and the hem of his clothes and hair, and the small thing around his waist ping-pong rang together.

"Hurry!"

The old man's eyes widened sharply, and he struggled to spit out a word from his mouth.

At this moment, the surging wind turned into a substance, and a black and blue color spread, and even the wizard old man was drowned in it.

The color rolled wildly upward, revealing its true form from below, and the bones that shimmered with a strange metallic luster were connected flatly, and the black and blue color was flesh and blood, attached to it, and transformed into armor and weapons, arming the huge humanoid into a warrior.

"Hand over your phalanges!"

The huge black-cyan figure opened its mouth wide, and a sound that was enough to shake the structure of the surrounding space flowed out.

This humanoid figure is four tall, the whole body is black and blue, even the hair is black and blue, there is no wind and automatic, holding a black and cyan demon slaying pestle in his hand, and his shoulders, chest, waist, and calves are covered with black and cyan armor.

The nose on his face is sharp and protruding, his eyes are sharp like electricity, his mouth is wide open, his long tongue falls out, and bursts of cold air come out of his mouth.

What a dharma!

Feng Tingcheng shouted in his heart.

But this black and cyan color can't hide the strange metallic luster of the bone, and when you look at it, the end is perfect, but when you see the injury along the way, you find that the index finger of your right hand is all covered with black and blue, and there seems to be no bones.

Feng Qingcheng's heart moved, it seemed that there was a right index finger bone joint in his arms, could it be that this wizard actually snatched all the divine remains in his hands and trained them into such a supreme power of the law!

But there are more than 100 bones in this body, but although it is powerful, it feels like Feng Chengcheng is only a little stronger than the original finger bones of this god skeleton.

Helplessly, at this time, Feng Qingcheng held this divine skeleton finger bone in his arms, but he couldn't exert his power, so he could only grit his teeth and face this supreme law, if he handed over the divine skeleton finger bone to this wizard, it would definitely set off a bloody storm again.

At that time, this divine corpse will be a complete phenomenon, and who will be able to stop this wizard?

"If you don't give it, you die!"

I saw this god's face hideous, and shouted frantically.

The roar brought a gust of wind, blowing the green silk of Feng Chengcheng flying, but with a purple thunder sword in her hand, who was she afraid of?

He also tore his throat and roared angrily, the purple thunder sword in his hand bloomed with endless thunder, and the dense clouds in the air condensed, among which the lightning flashed and thundered, which was terrifying.

"Carving insect skills, kill me."

Feng Tilting City was like a small piece of immovable reef in the fierce wind, and the Dharma Xiang in front of him raised his right foot and stepped on it this way.

Suddenly his eyes were obscured by the huge black shadow, Feng Qingcheng raised his hand, and swung a sword, which roared in the wind, and with a purple-black light, it hit the soles of the god's feet.

But despite this, this hopeful sword only made a sonorous golden clash, and the thunder around it dissipated in mid-air.

A huge force passed down the Purple Thunder Sword to his wrist, and Feng Chengcheng screamed miserably, and spit out a mouthful of blood, and the sharp pain instantly spread all over his body.

The darkness in front of him quickly magnified, as if it was about to crush the whole body into powder.

At this moment, a light suddenly flashed in front of him, his waist was hugged, and the wind whistled in his ears.

He had been carried out of the soles of the god's feet, his heart trembled with doubts, he gritted his teeth and looked down, and saw a man in a white robe carrying himself on his shoulders and flying out at great speed, there was no trace of smell on his body, and the impression of this person could not be found in his memory at all.

The purple thunder sword that he had just taken off was also taken by this man, and it flew towards the front synchronously in all directions.

"Who are you?"

Feng Qingcheng was angry in her heart, she would rather die than be a deserter.

"He has already refined the entire divine remains, except for the bones in your arms, into that magic body, and his strength is far higher than that of any person, not to mention you alone, even if the entire upper realm of people work together to deal with him, the odds of victory are only thirty percent."

The man seemed annoyed and spoke.

His voice couldn't be remembered at all, who was this person?

"Then you're risking your life to save me?"

Feng Qingcheng sneered and said, his body had secretly mobilized his strength, if this person dared to act rashly, even if he couldn't kill him, it would be the result of burning jade.

But unexpectedly, the man under him rushed to the ground in an instant, and Feng Qingcheng was taken aback and frowned.

The man carried her to the ground, Feng Qingcheng only felt a slight pause, and was placed on the ground, but in an instant, the man in front of him handed out a few fingers.