"Da Kun Tun Yin. ”

Ling Donglai was wearing a Fahong robe, condensed the Buddha seal in his hand, and burst out with dazzling golden light, turning into a huge golden Buddha bell, with pictures and texts of the old monk sitting cross-legged, outlining a circle of French.

"Buzz!"

The golden Buddha bell turned rapidly, spinning out a tearing wind.

"Wow!"

The Heavenly Marrow Soldier Gall, which had condensed into the form of Fang Tian's Painting Halberd, suddenly slammed into the golden Buddha Bell, and a huge wriggle of power came, and a huge turbo whirlwind surged out from the tip of Fang Tian's Painting Halberd, all the way to Feng Feiyun's arm.

The Great Kun Tun Seal is the holy law of Buddhism, which can only be learned by those with extraordinary understanding, and has the ability to use strength to fight.

The Fang Tian painting halberd in Feng Feiyun's hand directly turned into droplets, flowed back, and then gathered together again, turning into a white ancient shield, colliding with the Great Kun Tun Seal, making a "sonorous" and piercing sound.

The golden giant bell shattered, and the heavenly marrow soldier gall melted again, and in an instant, it condensed into a sharp war knife, Feng Feiyun held the knife with both hands, and slashed it suddenly.

Ling Donglai's face changed slightly, and he felt the sharpness of the Heavenly Marrow Soldier's courage, and he shot out nine seals in a row, each of which was a peerless supernatural power, but it was all broken.

"Huh!"

The knife is unstoppable.

The speed of the wind and clouds is too fast to even dodge.

Ling Donglai could only prop up Fahong's robe, and the robe swelled up, as if his body was blown up, as if his body was blown up, as if there were five of his bodies bulging, and he wanted to rely on the strength of Fahong's robe to resist the heavenly marrow soldiers.

"Bang!"

A white sword rushed up above the gall of the Heavenly Marrow Soldier, condensed into a dragon shape, and let out a sharp roar, directly breaking through the light protection of Fahong's robe, causing Donglai's swollen body to dry up directly, like a deflated ball, it was knocked away, shattering the wall of a temple, and the body was swallowed in.

The ground was strewn with blood, crimson and blinding.

"Ahem!"

Ling Donglai walked out of it in embarrassment, his whole body was covered with dust, and there were blood marks on the corners of his mouth, he was injured by the knife just now by Feng Feiyun, the iron armor on his body was shattered, and a drop of blood flowed down from his wrist.

If it weren't for the fact that he was wearing Fahong's robe, the knife qi just now would have crushed him.

The aura of the Ten Thousand Dao Purple Mansion, wrapped in the feather platform suspended above, Feng Feiyun stood below with the Heavenly Marrow Soldier Courage, the wind was light, and said: "The Buddha treasure such as the Fahong robe fell into your hands, and it simply humiliated its former owner. ”

"I'm not defeated yet, you're too early. "Ling Donglai does not admit defeat, his luck is so strong, how can he be defeated?

It's absolutely impossible to lose.

Ling Donglai played the three mantras of the Dao Ancestor, turning the sky and Longhu into a huge Taiji Yin and Yang diagram.

The sky changes color and the wind surges.

Longhu is full of waves, and the waves are monstrous.

This is a unique study of Taoism, mobilizing the vitality of heaven and earth, condensing the eight laws of the four directions, and naturalizing the holy law.

"Something is wrong! Ling Donglai's luck has been suppressed, and he is likely to lose today. "The scholars of the heavenly arithmetic have a wise light in their eyes, and they are proficient in the art of observing qi, looking up at the heavens, the stars, and the luck of people.

The female demon sitting on the side also noticed something, a pair of starry eyes, with a faint white glow, opened a trace, staring at the aura of the Ten Thousand Dao Purple Mansion suspended in the sky, and her eyes were clear and clear.

Feng Feiyun doesn't use any supernatural powers, just holding a Heavenly Marrow Sword Gut, he can break through all the laws in the world.

"Boom!"

With a wave of his sleeves, the Heavenly Marrow Sword Gut flew directly out of the sky, dragging out a long tail, like a meteor flying from between the stars, hitting the past, piercing Ling Donglai's Taiji Yin and Yang diagram, bombarding his body again, and knocking him out of the air.

This time he flew farther, and the blood kept dripping from his mouth, which was indescribably miserable.

Feng Feiyun still stood in place, withdrew the Heavenly Marrow Soldier's courage, suspended it above his head, and walked over step by step, saying: "What if your luck is strong, what about having a peerless treasure soldier? ”

Ling Donglai is naturally not mediocre in battle, almost invincible in the same realm, Feng Feiyun said this, but he was just disintegrating his fighting spirit and hitting his confidence.

Ling Donglai lost twice, but he was beaten by Feng Feiyun and vomited blood, staggered to the ground, and kept regressing, every step was a blood mark.

He had never encountered such a setback, and Feng Feiyun's words were like thunder, ringing in his ears, shaking his scalp.

"No way, no way, I can't lose. Although Ling Donglai said this, there was already a little panic in his eyes.

A person who has never encountered setbacks, no matter how strong he is, will inevitably panic, be overwhelmed, and even doubt his ability once he encounters setbacks continuously.

Feng Feiyun smiled: "I didn't even use the God King Order, I have already defeated you, and you still don't admit that you are just a defeated subordinate, a waste who is just lucky?"

"No, I'm not defeated yet. ”

Ling Donglai's eyes turned pitch black, and there were brilliant rays of light flowing on his skin, with a trace of blood, and the big red Fahong robe on his body flew up, like a big flag, making a loud hunting sound.

"Boom!"

A pillar of blood-red light rose from above his head and into the sky, and the strength of his body began to grow stronger, rising more and more.

Feng Feiyun immediately stopped, feeling the danger.

"Ling Donglai is actually proficient in the art of demon cultivation, this is 'Demon Root Breaking Realm**'. Oriental Jingshui's eyes were solemn.

Ling Donglai not only refined the magic power of the passage gate, but also the holy law of the Buddhist gate, and even the lost demon gate**, how many unknown treasures did this person get?

"What is the Demon Root Breakthrough**?"

Dongfang Jingshui is also a demon cultivator, and said: "The so-called 'demon root' is the foundation planted by the demon path monk in the body, just like the 'immortal root' of the immortal cultivator. Demon Root Breaking Realm**, which is a taboo for demon cultivators**, attracts the demonic nature of the Demon Root to impact the realm. ”

"Ling Donglai has reached the peak of the third level of the Mandate of Heaven, and now he has cast the Demon Root Breaking Realm**, as if he wants to force himself to a dead end, and fight with Feng Feiyun to fight to the death, to impact the realm of the fourth level of the Mandate of Heaven. ”

Hearing Dongfang Jingshui's words, someone commented: "It seems that Ling Donglai is also a person with a strong will, although there are some psychological flaws, but it is not so easy to crush his confidence in victory." ”

The strength on Donglai's body became stronger and stronger, and the blood pillar above his head was backlashing, with demonic nature, and his eyes became hideous, and he ripped off the Fahong robe on his body, and then blasted towards Feng Feiyun.

The battle intent in Feng Feiyun's body also surged, and he went up to fight, and the Heavenly Marrow Sword Guts turned into a nine-soldier battle knife, and countless sword techniques were derived to impact and attack.

"Howl!"

Ling Donglai was like a war lion, with boundless fighting intent on his body, fearless of life and death, rushing to kill between the nine war knives transformed by the Heavenly Marrow Sword Guts, the sword qi cut his flesh and blood without the slightest pain, rushed out of the sword qi, and attacked towards Feng Feiyun with great ferocity.

His body was full of blood, but his fighting intent was even more boiling, and the demonic energy on his body was even thicker.

"Fight!"

He carried the Fahong robe, and ten thousand Buddhas descended from the sky.

With the speed of the wind and clouds, it was easy to dodge, but he did not dodge, but faced it with his bare hands, without any fear.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

In just a moment, three palms were slammed in a row.

Ling Donglai Fahong robe, Feng Feiyun also has Miao ghost wrench, these two spiritual treasures are just their body protection spiritual weapons, this is their pure strength and strength of the confrontation, no supernatural powers, just physical fighting.

They fought each other like metal was striking, and the sound was penetrating.

Feng Feiyun also knew that Dao Ling Donglai was impacting the fourth weight of the Mandate of Heaven, so he didn't give him that chance at all, and when he was about to succeed in impacting the realm, he ruthlessly defeated him and crushed him to the ground, so that he would never be able to turn over.

The power of the five dragons and tigers condensed on Feng Feiyun's palm, and the five huge tiger shadows thundered down.

Ling Donglai also played the power of the five-headed dragon and tiger and faced the battle.

"Boom!"

The earth shook, and the earth cracked.

Feng Feiyun's shin bones were like divine iron, and the flesh and blood were like corundum, which shocked Donglai's palm and made the blood dense, the skin and flesh on the arm were about to fall, and the white bones between the fingers were revealed.

The immortal phoenix body, the ten thousand beast battle body, and the physical body are so powerful, it is not at all comparable to Ling Donglai.

Ling Donglai kept coughing up blood in his mouth, retreating again and again, and every palm print of Feng Feiyun fell, which could make his body unstable and tremble all over, like a thunderbolt.

Even if there is a Fahong robe on his body, it can't protect his body.

The blood spring trickled, staining the skin red and soaking the earth.

A loud phoenix chirped.

In Feng Feiyun's body, the phantom of a phoenix rushed out, enveloping the whole body, the body was huge, and the whole body was burning with flames, threatening the world, and the divine bird hit the sky.

Feng Feiyun threw an earth-shattering punch, his fist flickered, and a huge phoenix power slammed into the air, directly knocking Ling Donglai away, making three "pop" sounds, and three bones were broken.

"Poof!"

The iron helmet on Donglai's head was shattered, and the long black hair flew wildly, throwing it out, splitting down, and becoming extraordinarily calm, "The demon root breaks through the realm, and the destiny of heaven is fourfold." ”

Countless blood mist exploded above his body, shattering the skin, mashing the flesh and blood, condensing into the most demonic force, and slamming into the dantian.

"Crackling!"

Countless rays of lightning swirled and intertwined on his body, emitting wisps of black smoke.

In the dantian that came to the east, the "fairy root" and the "magic root" coexisted, with two divine bases, and opened up two purple mansion middle palaces, which coexisted with each other, bursting out with black and white brilliance.

The young monks present were dumbfounded, there were actually two Purple Mansion Middle Palaces, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, it would have been unbelievable.

"Two Purple Mansion Middle Palaces, cultivating two Dao Dao at the same time, this is something that only a true peerless master can do. In the same realm, double the amount of force can be exploded. ”

"It is the symbol of the demon monk, and it is rare in the world. ”