North Gate Shrine.

In the temple of heaven, above that one.

There is a woman, wearing a long water blue dress, her eyebrows are like a phoenix, her skin is like condensed fat, she looks like a celestial, and she is half nestled in this place at the moment, revealing a lazy meaning.

In this temple, there are hundreds of people, each one... On the outside, they are all famous existences.

Every single person is the strongest cultivator in this world.

Heavenly Dome Realm, Divine Venerable!

And these gods are all standing obediently and honestly at the moment.

On the left and right sides of this woman, there are two middle-aged people.

They did not sit down, but stood on either side like waiters.

These two people, standing on the left side, are the head of the North Gate family, North Gate Lie.

On the right, is the chief elder of the North Gate family, the North Gate Peak.

Two twin sons of the North Gate Cold Moon!

The woman in this first seat is the cold moon at the north gate!

The founder of the North Gate family, one of the nine great gods, the great god of the North Gate!

"Mother, the deity of the clan has almost arrived. ”

Beimen Lie bowed down and whispered in the ear of Hanyue at Beimen.

"Oh?"

The cold moon at the north gate, the eyes, opened slightly.

The moment he opened his eyes, in the entire hall, the gods of the hundreds of North Gate families were all stunned...

That kind of coercion from the bloodline made these gods who were originally powerful to the sky feel their own insignificance.

North Gate Hao, North Gate Water Prayer, is also in this hall.

Every time...

When you meet the cold moon at the North Gate, you will feel this way.

Even if their father and son are already top existences among the gods, once they are in front of the cold moon at the North Gate, they are like three-year-old children.

There is no power to resist at all!

Just one look was enough to crush their minds.

"Isn't there another person? Why? When did the North Gate Water Feather not be the god of my North Gate family?"

The voice, slow and logical, came out word by word.

"Son, do it. ”

Beimen Lie's expression condensed slightly, but he forgot about Beimen Shuiyu who was imprisoned in the dungeon.

The cold moon at the north gate, the open eyes, swept over the many gods in this hall, but they did not stay at all, in her eyes...

There was a scene, and it was the battle over Falling Water City.

"Hundred miles... The Bai family. ”

This voice can only be heard clearly by the cold moon of the North Gate.

Apparently... In the cold moon of the north gate, from Yan Feng's body, he already recognized the traces of the person back then.

Even if it's her, as a great god, she can't fight!

Hundred miles of Moyun!

But...

She was even more surprised that on this person's body, what he saw was not just the traces of Baili Moyun.

There are traces of one more person...

White without a trace!

"Bai Wuxi, the sins of his own creation, finally come to retribution. ”

In the cold moon at the north gate, the corners of the mouth rose slightly, and the eyes slowly closed.

The place above Fallwater.

Yan Feng looked at Wu Mu in front of him, his eyebrows condensed... The strength of the aura on this Wu Mu's body is no less than that of an ordinary god!

Especially the ruler sword in his hand, it has an amazing coercion.

In fact, what Yan Feng didn't know was Wu Mu's ruler sword.

It is the peerless divine weapon that was conjured from heaven and earth when the great god of Wu Mo Dye respected the way of heaven and earth, and it reached the sky.

Of course, it is not the original of the Tongtian ruler, but it is just a minute ruler that Wu Moran took a fancy to Wu Mu and conjured up from the Tongtian ruler.

Only one percent of the power of the original.

But even if it's just one percent... For ordinary gods, it is also an extremely terrifying existence!

In the Wu clan, when Wu Mu fights with ordinary gods, he can fight a draw, and occasionally win once or twice.

But... If he uses this genius scale, the god who fights against him will not be his opponent at all!

It can be seen from this that this ruler is very strong.

And this... It's only one hundredth of the original!

If it's a real ruler, it's terrifying!

"Boy, take it easy, this guy has to be serious. ”

The voice of the old man of the sword spirit came into Yan Feng's ears.

Yan Feng still looked indifferent.

The sword, a fierce grip.

The karmic fire swirled.

At the same time, there is also falling water, which emerges all around!

"Boy, if you do this, I'm afraid that the gods of the entire North Gate Family will hunt you down. ”

The voice of the old man of the sword spirit sounded.

"Do you have a better way?"

The corners of Yan Feng's mouth rose slightly, since he can't dodge, let's fight!

The North Gate pursued and was defeated by this Wu Mu and became his servant.

Compared with the two, Yan Feng prefers to choose the former.

The moment when the falling water around the harsh wind appeared!

The whole of Falling Water...

Thoroughly, completely boiling!

Especially, it is the direction of the North Gate Shrine!

Those who were on the wall of the North Gate Divine Palace, watching this battle, were completely stunned...

They originally thought that Yan Feng was the Tianjiao hidden by the Bai family.

Because of the appearance of the Nine Transformations of Karma, there is absolutely no mistake... However, at this moment, I saw the falling water on Yan Feng's body.

For a while, these North Gate Tianjiao couldn't react!

At midnight at the North Gate, I saw Yan Feng's body falling into the water at this moment... Not as horrified as everyone else.

Rather, there is a sense of course.

"If, if it has anything to do with that person... Controlling the overboard is nothing. ”

Midnight at the North Gate, this moment...

Looking at Yan Feng's eyes, he has completely changed, and he is no longer a so-called competitor!

But... Look up!

Even if it's just a palm habitat.

In the eyes of Beimen Midnight, Wu Mu... At this moment, in front of Yan Feng, he is nothing more than a clown jumping off the beam.

Of course, that's because Beimen doesn't know about Yan Feng at night.

He just looked at Yan Feng from Baili Moyun's point of view, after all, Baili Moyun controlled the seven holy powers back then.

With the power of the Heavenly Monarch, the Great God Venerable can be defeated.

This kind of achievement is already a unique existence in heaven and earth.

From this point of view, Beimen Midnight naturally thought that Yan Feng also controlled the seven holy powers...

Naturally, in the eyes of Beimen Midnight, Yan Feng has seven kinds of holy powers, even if it is just the palm habitat... Wu Mu is definitely not an opponent.

You must know that the gap between Yan Feng and Wu Mu at this moment is only the Great Perfection of the Palm Habitat and the Half-Step Divine Venerable...

And at the beginning, that person's cultivation was the Heavenly Monarch and the Great God!

This is completely incomparable!

In fact, if that is the case, Yan Feng will naturally be able to win, and he will not be afraid at all.

But in fact... There are no seven types of severe winds.

Between Yan Feng's hands, karmic fire and falling water staggered and hovered over the sword body.

Behind him, there is a fire phoenix, and there is a water blue dragon!

Heaven and earth are two colors!

With the complete outbreak of the falling water, the pressure of the severe wind, and the continuous surge, although it is not as strong as Wu Mu, it is already approaching rapidly.

Wu Mu...

At this moment, although he was also surprised that Yan Feng could control the falling water.

But in that eye... But with a touch of extreme fighting spirit!

Perhaps, for him, among his peers, it has been a long, long time... I have never met anyone who can fight!

(End of chapter)