On the other side of the sky, the purple-clothed boy stood in the clouds, with one hand behind his back, one hand shaking a folding fan, standing tall, his clothes vertical, a pair of bright eyes looking at the scene of the pilgrimage of the spirit beast below, the corners of his mouth hooked a trace of arc, and said: "I underestimated him before, this is really a half-demon?"

"It should be a half-demon, there was news from the Tianji Camp just now, this man called Feng Feiyun is a first-generation half-demon, and he was only tested today. A strategist spoke behind him.

"The first half-demon, hehe, it's interesting!By the way, what did you just say he was called?" The purple-clothed boy's fingers shook the folding fan slightly, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Wind and clouds. The strategist held a pamphlet in his hand, which densely recorded all the information about Feng Feiyun, "This son is very talented, do you want to recruit him?"

With a somewhat playful smile, the purple-clothed boy said disdainfully: "Can the first generation of half-demons reach the Feather Transformation Realm?"

"This ...... No. The advisor said.

"What's the use of soliciting that?" The purple-clothed boy is very arrogant, although he is a little interested in Feng Feiyun, but it is just an interest, in her eyes, whether it is a half-demon or a half-demon, no matter how talented he is, it is impossible to break through the Feather Realm, and he belongs to people who have no potential and future.

A person with no potential, no matter how gorgeous he is now, is destined to be incapable of going far.

......

The Half-Demon Alliance completely fell into battle with the Dream Family, but the Dream Family's background was incomparably too strong, and reinforcements from the family rushed to sacrifice an eight-grade spirit weapon, the form of the spirit weapon could not be seen clearly, and it was wrapped in layers of ink clouds, devouring the light and heat between heaven and earth.

An ink cloud floated in the sky, with electric snakes intertwining inside, and the shadows of ancient beasts hovering above the spirit weapon.

"Boom!"

The eight-rank spirit weapon descended a killing light, and the dazzling pillar of light fell, hitting an elder of the Half-Demon Alliance, and his body instantly shattered, and the white bone lotus turned into powder.

This is an irresistible force, and just one breath can suppress an elder of the Half-Demon Alliance.

The breath of the eight-rank spiritual weapon became even stronger, like a thousand mountains falling from the sky, and all the half-demons who had not reached the seventh level of the Mandate of Heaven were suppressed and fell to the ground, even if they were the seventh level of the Mandate of Heaven, the half-demons who were the eighth level of cultivation were also suppressed and couldn't move.

This was the power of the Eight Rank Spirit Weapon, which made those thousands of spirit beasts in the domain city retreat one after another, and were suppressed by the powerful force.

"Poof, poof......"

There are many half-demons under the power of the eight-rank spiritual weapon, the body is shattered, the bones and flesh are separated, the blood dyes this piece of land red, the sorrow is all over the field, the blood corpses are in the forest, and a sad song sounded between the heaven and the earth.

The tragedy of the weak!

Elder Mu, Elder Qing, and Elder Crane of the Half-Demon Alliance are all extremely high cultivation existences, and at this moment, the three of them joined forces to sacrifice an ancient artifact of the Half-Demon Alliance, which is a seven-grade spiritual weapon, which is the wealth accumulated by the Half-Demon Alliance for many years and invited a great refiner to sacrifice it.

The shape of the ancient artifact is very similar to a piece of scale, but there are countless tiny words on the scales, and these words all contain a kind of Taoist rule, which is activated at the same time, and it rushes straight into the sky, to break the eight-rank spiritual weapon of the dream family.

"No wonder the Half-Demon Alliance has become so arrogant and dares to go against my dreamer, it turns out that they have a seven-grade spirit weapon!" In the void, there was an old cold voice.

"Hey, I'm afraid this is the savings that those half-demon slaves have worked hard for thousands of years to be able to invite the Great Refiner to sacrifice the seven-grade spiritual weapon, what a group of poor poor ghosts. ”

"I'm here to collect this seven-grade spiritual artifact, so that the fruits of these half-demon slaves' thousands of years of hard work can become the wealth of my dreamer. ”

An ancestor of the Dream Family stood on a jade platform, with a layer of feather talisman wrapped in his palm, and stretched out into the void, and a huge palm appeared above the heads of the three elders of the Half-Demon Alliance.

"It's an ancestor of the Dream Family, holding a feather talisman in his hand, and he wants to collect the 'Mixed Earth Lin'. ”

"The Mixed Earth Lin is the weapon of my Half-Demon Alliance, and it must not be taken away by him. ”

......

The three elders of the Half-Demon Alliance spat out a mouthful of essence blood at the same time, making the "Mixed Earth Lin" even more dazzling, and they wanted to cut the feather talisman.

"It's a joke that ants want to turn over too. ”

The feathering talisman erupted with a brilliant glow, and a figure appeared.

This is the figure of a sage of the Dream Family, and this feather talisman is what he has sacrificed, and there is a breath of him on it.

"Boom!"

With a wave of his hand, the three elders of the Half-Demon Alliance were immediately hit hard, and at the same time, they flew out of the way, falling to the ground like three leaves, covered in blood.

The seven-grade spirit weapon of the Half-Demon Alliance was taken away by the ancestor of the Dream Family.

"No......" Elder Mu roared with blood dripping from his mouth.

"Ha Luha! This seven-grade spirit weapon has been my dream warrior since then, and its power is still good, but unfortunately compared to the feather talisman, it is still a little weaker. The ancestor of the Dream Family pinched the Mixed Earth Lin in his hand, and deliberately raised his voice and laughed, causing many elders of the Half-Demon Alliance to vomit blood in anger.

Feng Feiyun fought fiercely with the three clan elders of the Dream Family at the same time, his body was full of beads of sweat and blood, as if he had just crawled out of the blood and water, his body was scarred, the blood flowed like an infusion, his eyes were red, and his long hair hung down, flying in the wind.

"Poof!"

Dream Shiva's crutches blasted out from behind, and a force as heavy as a mountain hit Feng Feiyun's back, although it was blocked by the dragon scales and phoenix leather clothes, and the body was not pierced, but it still suffered heavy damage, and all the internal organs were shattered.

Feng Feiyun suddenly turned around and stabbed back, pulling a bloody streak on Meng Shiva's neck, almost piercing her neck.

Meng Shiva's heart was shocked, turned into a yin wind, flew back, touched his neck slightly, and his fingers were stained with blood, "Boy, you are dead." ”

Meng Shiva has cultivated for more than 4,000 years, has a very high status in the Dream Family, and has not been injured for thousands of years, but she didn't expect to be stabbed with blood by a young half-demon today, which made her even more angry, condensing a huge palm print, like a five-fingered mountain slapping down towards the wind and flying clouds.

Although this is just a palm print, it contains a kind of heavenly power of the dreamer, which can burst out forty-six times the attack power.

"Boom!"

Feng Feiyun's body rose from the ground, the blood in his body seemed to be burning, and he killed it head-on, and broke the palm print of Meng Shiva, and a shot pierced into her old body, but Feng Feiyun's body was blasted by the palm print just now, and the shot was not deep, and it did not hit Meng Shiva hard.

"Da Da ......"

Drops of blood flowed out of Feng Feiyun's body, and if he took off the dragon scales and phoenix leather clothes, those clan elders of the Dream Family would find that his body was about to rot, and the flesh and blood in many places had been broken, and the bones were exposed first.

After all, Feng Feiyun is still too young and his cultivation is still shallow, but many of those clan elders of the Dream Family are characters who have cultivated for thousands of years, and being able to fight for so long is already a miracle in itself.

Feng Feiyun couldn't fight for so long when he put on the dragon scale and phoenix leather clothes, but seeing the half-demons around him fall one by one, and a lot of blood splashed on his face, it aroused the anger in his heart, and he held on until now.

The sky was dark, and the strong men of the Dream Family surrounded him, and there were figures everywhere in those dimness, and I don't know how many people besieged him, and there was even a powerful weapon suspended in the sky, blocking this part of the city.

"Young man, it's time to bow your head, the half-demon alliance and the half-demon alliance have all been suppressed, and the number of people who died for you is uncountable. One of the clan elders of the Dream Family sneered.

"We ...... We don't fight for anyone, only for ourselves...... Fighting for dignity......" Zhan Yueming got up from the ground with difficulty.

"Poof!" The clan elder of the Mengjia family turned cold, and with a wave of his sleeves, he immediately swept Zhan Yueming out of the air, crashed to the ground, and his body was broken into two.

Life is incomparably fragile at this moment!

The clan elder of the Mengjia said coldly: "Do you see it, this is the end of ignorance of current affairs! Feng Feiyun, you kneel on the ground now, kowtow to my Mengjia and admit your mistakes......

"Brother Feng, you can't kneel...... You are the hero of our half-demon alliance, and heroes can't kneel......" The beautiful woman who had given tea to Feng Feiyun before lay on the ground, raised her head with difficulty, and had a pleading look in her eyes. She sees Feng Feiyun as a hero.

"Look for death!" The clan elder of the Dream Family struck again, but before he could raise his hand, a white light pierced through the air, piercing his arm, and the bones of his arm were broken in two.

"Poof!"

Feng Feiyun directly hit the head of the clan elder of the Dream Family with his head, the heads of both of them were blurred with flesh and blood, and the head of the clan elder of the Dream Family was dark, and before he opened his eyes, another white light pierced him, piercing his throat, and then nailed to the ground.

Feng Feiyun held the spear in both hands, and the knee of one foot pressed on the chest of the clan elder of the Mengjia family, nailing him to death, panting constantly, and said, "No...... Person...... Yes...... Let...... I...... Kneeling ......"

This is the fifth Dream family elder to die at the hands of Feng Feiyun.

The shadow of the spear stretched out in the night, Feng Feiyun's body kept shaking, and his fingers were almost gone.

"Boom!"

There was a muffled thunder in the sky, and the air gradually became moist.

Immediately afterward, a torrential rain fell from the sky, washing the smell of blood in the air onto the ground, merging into a blood-colored stream.

Feng Feiyun's body slowly stood up straight, stood with a horizontal gun, coughing up blood and laughing: "Dream family...... Ahem...... The younger generation was killed by me...... Older ...... Or will I kill you...... Ahem...... If I cultivate for a thousand years, I will shatter the sky with the flick of my fingers!"