The White Crane Cave Heaven, on the Great Emperor's Palace, is the Hall of Saints.

At this moment, Feng Zhenyu and Long Tianyu, who were in a hurry, saw the two members of the Heaven Abandoning Clan in the Sage Hall.

They have taken on a real form, and in one hand is a blood-dripping spear, scattered with the vicissitudes of history.

The other, with a war drum in his hand, was also stained with blood and turned a pitch-black color.

The two of them, just like normal people, just exude momentum from their bodies, but they are not much different from Feng Zhenyu.

"What are you humans attacking our White Crane Cave Heaven for?

The man holding the robe has a voice like a duck making noise, and it sounds very harsh.

His eyes stretched out and he flashed a panic, and he was still looking around to see the situation.

Completely unimaginable panic.

"All the blessed heavens and earths belong to human beings! You demons have evolved with human essence and blood, do human beings still want to keep you?"

Feng Zhenyu was full of momentum, and a dignified and upright aura swept through the hall of saints.

"If it is not my race, its heart will be different!

The sword pill in Long Tianyu's hand dispersed five colors of light, forming five flying swords, which floated around his body.

The sharp sword qi seemed to be able to tear the sky apart, making a sonorous sound.

"Since we don't have to talk about it, let's fight! We're still afraid that we won't be able to!"

The man with the war drum in his hand, with a bang, beat the war drum, and the battle began.

The sound of his war drums seems to have blessed special effects, which are completely unimaginable.

The person holding the spear, the blood on the spear instantly rose three feet high, turned into a blood waterfall, and came towards Feng Zhenyu in an uproar.

The terrifying power contained in the stained blood can still be felt even if it is nearly a thousand meters away.

Not only that, but the stained blood shimmers with a black glow that can attract even human eyes.

At the same time, on that spear, there was a flickering cold edge, with a majestic murderous aura from ancient times, and it swept in the vast hall of saints.

Feng Zhenyu's face was as beautiful as jade, without the slightest fluctuation.

It's just that there is a flash of excitement in his eyes, as if he has seen an opponent he has not seen for a long time, and it is rare to fight with all his might.

The fists rose from the waist, and the momentum of the whole body continued to rise with the fists, increasing wildly.

"It's a good time, I haven't shown my full strength for more than 40,000 years, so I'm going to fight you today!"

Feng Zhenyu's momentum soared wildly, and the aura of dominating the world was permeated around his body, and there was an incomparable terrifying aura condensed on his fists.

But in an instant, his fists turned golden, and the supreme-like momentum was forever forward.

The next moment, the golden true yuan, forming a golden armor god of war, like a guard in front of the palace, rushed out.

"Ninety-Five Supreme Fist!"

Punch after punch attack, transformed into gold-armored guards, and rushed out wildly.

The vast amount of dirty blood quickly collapsed under the impact of the golden-armored guards. The black light condensed above disappeared in the blink of an eye.

It's as if the blood never appeared.

The boundless ferocious aura brought out by the spear behind was smashed by the golden armor guards in an instant.

"True Yuan Transformation! You've already touched the real human realm!"

The man with the spear suddenly exclaimed when he saw his exercises.

In the realm of real people, when all monks use the true element, they are only simulacrums at most, and they cannot form real creatures at all.

Even now Feng Zhenyu has not formed a real form, but he has no real shape.

In other words, there is still a little bit of difference in divine consciousness before he can truly reach the realm of true people.

But, it's already terrifying.

In the current situation, everyone's strength is about the same, and the sudden appearance of the true element transformation form definitely has an overwhelming advantage.

That's why it screams in panic.

No matter what the degree, he can't bear it now.

The spear in his hand instantly turned into a pillar of heaven, and swept through those gold-armored guards.

"You think it's that simple!

Feng Zhenyu saw that he wanted to use a simple blow to gather all his strength and attack the scattered True Yuan Transformation.

With a contemptuous smile, the transformed golden-armored guards all rushed out and split into all directions.

The attacks in their hands are even more strange, and the true yuan power contained in them is also completely different.

Feints, main attacks, deaths, etc., each performing its own duties, it is difficult to distinguish any one!

In an instant, the spear-wielding man was under siege.

Feng Zhenyu's divine consciousness has already surpassed him, and it will only take place such a change.

When the two were fighting, Long Tianyu was also standing with the person holding the war drum.

The five flying swords in Long Tianyu's hands were like five huge swimming dragons, flying in the void.

An attack that is difficult for anyone to withstand.

The war drums agitated, rippling in circles, flying out in all directions. People who hear it only feel that their heart is beating and that it is difficult to control.

On top of that, along with the sound waves, there was also the blood on the drums of war, which shimmered with a blue light.

It was clearly contained in a terrifying poison, almost forming a blue circle of light in the sky.

Long Tianyu's flying sword, with a whistling sword aura, has unimaginable power.

Crush all the blue ripples and turn them into shards.

In the whistling, from five directions, stabbed towards the war drum in the middle.

"Get out!"

The drumsticks in the drummers of the war drummers suddenly flew out at this moment, and they collided with the five flying swords one after another.

"......"

In the successive collisions, the flying sword was not damaged, but the drumstick could not withstand the sharpness of the flying general, and cracks continued to appear.

"Change for me!"

The moment the flying sword gained the upper hand, Long Tianyu suddenly let out a loud shout, the colorless flying sword instantly became one, and the sword qi contained on it instantly bloomed with all its power.

Definitely not the sum of five, but more than three times larger.

The next moment, with all his strength, he slashed off two drumsticks and landed on his head.

"War Drums Town Nine Skies!"

At this moment, the man with the war drum disappeared, leaving only the blood-stained war drum floating in the air.

Something in the void fell on it, and an earth-shattering sound sounded.

The sound swept through, and cracks appeared in the surrounding voids, shattering the voids!

You can see how terrifying the attack really is!

The people who are fighting, all of them are frantically dodging.

Long Tianyu's five swords were one, and he frantically looked at the sound waves that impacted him.

Supposedly, it's just a sound wave, and the slightest obstacle should dissipate instantly.

But this is different, the sound waves seem to have substance, and wave after wave sweeps in all directions.

The five swords in one were originally very powerful, but in the impact, they were defeated and retreated.

"Give me violence!"

Feng Zhenyu was also impacted, and the golden-armored guards wielding out of his hands slashed at the sound wave together, which could withstand the impact.

However, when his fists condensed into a golden yellow color and slammed heavily on the sound wave, the entire sound wave impacted and was violently bombarded.

At this moment, the attack power he displayed made the person holding the spear shiver with excitement.

(End of chapter)

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