This is an ancient throne phantom, as if it came across ancient times, with a bright light flowing throughout the body, with an obscure and mysterious ancient voice echoing in Su Fu's dantian qi sea, and the blood in Su Fu's whole body suddenly boiled.

Rumble... Rumble......

Kunpeng's immense power was vented to the throne phantom, but the latter did not move at all, and in the midst of the ancient fluctuations, Kunpeng's power actually collapsed, and then poured into the throne phantom, making the throne phantom look more condensed.

"This is the Bloodline God Channel...... "A look of astonishment flashed in Kunpeng's eyes, and he sensed a majestic majesty in this vain throne phantom, even he felt terrified.

Su Wei looked at the phantom of the throne in front of him, and a feeling of blood connection permeated his heart.

"Is this my bloodline divine channel pattern?" Su Yu muttered softly, he didn't expect that his bloodline was actually engraved with the divine channel pattern.

In the Great Wilderness, most bloodline divine cultivators will awaken their own bloodline divine channel patterns around the innate realm period, and Su Fu's cultivation has never awakened the bloodline divine channel pattern in the Dao Foundation Realm, and Su Fudu once thought that there was no divine channel pattern in his body.

Rise...

The high-pitched dragon groan burst out in the phantom of the throne, and the glow that lingered around it vented down to Su Yu below, enveloping Su Yu's entire soul, this sudden change made Su Fu startled, but he didn't have time to dodge, and then, he noticed a torrent of information exploding in his soul.

"The Throne of the Floating Massacre... Is this the name of a supernatural power?" A look of surprise flashed across Su Fu's face, and in a short moment, he received the information. A strange name appeared in his heart, and the phantom of this throne in front of him was the divine channel pattern engraved in the blood veins in his body, and this information even involved the method of manipulation of this floating throne.

But not yet. The Futu Imperial Throne in the sky above shook violently, and the golden light that lingered around it surged, forming a golden dragon phantom in Su Yu's stunned gaze, entrenched on the Futu Imperial Throne, and directly set off ripples in the sea of Su Su's defeated dantian qi.

Kunpeng stared at the golden dragon phantom, and there was a rare look of shock in his eyes. "It's luck... No, in the Great Wilderness, only those super sects and the Ancient Heavenly Dynasty can condense their luck, even the emperors of the Ancient Wilderness Emperor Dynasty can only barely use the luck of the Imperial Dynasty. Not to mention the evolution of magical powers with the momentum of luck, engraved in the bloodline, passed down from generation to generation, and even the momentum of luck is passed on..."

"Could he be a disciple of those super sects... Or are you a member of the Ancient Heavenly Empire?" the look of shock in Kunpeng's eyes gradually faded. Instead, ecstasy. Although Su Luo's body was strong before, it had not surprised him yet, and in front of him, the bloodline divine channel pattern contained in Su Luo's body undoubtedly made him tempted, as long as he occupied Su Luo's body, he could replace him, he believed that people who could inherit the momentum of luck. Its status is definitely not low.

"What is it?" Listening to Kunpeng's muttering voice, a hint of surprise flashed in Su Yu's eyes. However, he could see that after the appearance of this Futu throne, the fanaticism in Kunpeng's eyes became even stronger.

"The last hope can only be given to this throne. Su Yu stared at the Futu Throne, and saw that the monstrous golden light on the Futu Throne was permeated, and the golden dragon phantom entrenched on it seemed to wake up, roaring, and the entire Futu Throne brought up a huge power and earth-shattering energy fluctuations, and directly suppressed the Kunpeng Phantom in the dantian qi sea.

This sudden attack did not catch Kunpeng off guard, its eyes were filled with thick ferocity, its wings stretched out suddenly, and I saw the monstrous ferocious aura swept out from the Kunpeng phantom, and the figure that originally looked a little vague in the Kunpeng phantom gradually became brighter, and a kind of desolate aura from ancient times diffused from its body.

Divine power - the true body of the law.

At this moment, Kunpeng actually directly used the supernatural powers of the Kunpeng clan, carrying majestic power, and swept straight towards the Futu Imperial Throne.

In a trance, Su Yu seemed to see again that in the boundless sea of the North Underworld, Kunpeng broke through the sea and soared to 90,000 miles, unstoppable.

Under the gaze of Su Fu's nervous gaze, the Futu Throne finally carried the golden dragon phantom and the golden light in the sky, and then slammed into the Kunpeng phantom with a simple and rough momentum.

Boom!

At the moment of impact, the blood in Su Luo's body boiled, and the meridians of his whole body all cracked, and even his dantian showed signs of collapse, and the violent energy fluctuations swept madly from his dantian qi sea, setting off a deafening roar.

Su Yu's soul trembled, such a terrifying impact, even if he survived, his dantian qi sea would probably collapse, and his meridians would be shattered, and then what would be the difference between him and the waste.

Hiss...

The sharp cry of the Kunpeng Phantom sounded, and the fierce aura in his body was like the Northern Stygian Sea, which continued to vent out, and slammed into the Floating Slaughter Throne fiercely, trying to destroy it.

However, in the face of such a terrifying attack by Kunpeng, the Futu Throne was immovable, solid as gold, and the golden light was like the remnants of snow in spring, and the evil qi had already dissipated as soon as it arrived.

Seeing that the two were actually holding each other, Su was slightly overjoyed, he didn't expect that this Futu Throne would be able to compete with the Kunpeng Phantom and be on a par with each other.

At this moment, Su Yu seemed to think of something, and his hands were sealed in vain.

This seal is not the Dao seal practiced by Su Yu, but an extremely ancient and obscure Dao seal, the golden dragon phantom entrenched on the throne of Futu actually soared, faintly with a high-pitched dragon groan resounding and strange, accompanied by an extremely majestic majesty, that kind of might, as if it can suppress all living beings in heaven and earth.

"Suppress..."Su Yu shouted softly, only to see the golden dragon phantom roaring down violently, directly hitting the Kunpeng phantom.

Boom!

In just a matter of contact, the monstrous aura that permeated the Kunpeng phantom collapsed, and even its figure quickly dimmed, and it sensed a majestic power pressing on its soul, which far exceeded its imagination and made its heart tremble.

At this moment, Kunpeng only had one feeling, it was not facing a divine channel pattern, but an ancient Heavenly Empire, the might of hundreds of millions of cultivators, suppressing its power and suppressing its soul.

However, the power of the Futu throne has only just exploded.

Xu Xiaguang burst out from the Futu throne, directly suppressing the Kunpeng Phantom, which suddenly felt as if it had been hit hard, and a terrible scream resounded from its body, and its breath quickly became weak.

"Boy, stop... This seat does not want your body, it leaves your body immediately, and even gives you a creation. ”

Kunpeng's voice was full of panic, and it could even be said that he was afraid.

Su Yu's expression was very excited, he stared at the Kunpeng phantom, and saw that the phantom was getting darker and fainter, until it collapsed with a bang, and there was no breath at all.

Immediately afterward, the Kunpeng phantom that had dispersed turned into an incomparably majestic and pure force that swept away in Su Su's dantian qi sea, pouring into Su Su's soul, and also surging towards the limbs and hundreds of remains.

"Is this the energy contained in the remnant soul of Kunpeng?" Su Fu's mind moved slightly, and he immediately activated his sword technique to refine these energies...... (To be continued......)