The battle between Yu Ji Lanlan and another real person ended quickly, and only a few people sensed it, and none of the other monks knew about it, and they were all engrossed in staring at the flower thief and life walker who were fighting non-stop.

Feng Feiyun holds the pure yang mirror in his hand, and the mirror surface floats a piece of the world, which is as wide as hundreds of miles, and the mirror condenses a colorful divine light, which rushes straight to the sky, and the words written by Qianqiusheng with a copper pen are torn apart.

Qianqiusheng's face did not have half of the emotional fluctuations, holding a copper pen, writing a volume of strange texts in the void, each word is very ancient, carrying a kind of Taoist rhyme, like a divine sacrifice printed from the back of a turtle.

Above the South China Sea, the sea area with a radius of thousands of miles is turbulent, and the big Lang is monstrous, shrouded in a breath of apocalypse.

Qianqiu was born in the void to write ancient scriptures, and every word contains a way to destroy the world, the sky collapses, the earth shatters, the universe is chaotic, and the gods are buried......

It was a desolate breath that seemed to be able to destroy this great world.

"Inscription of the Destruction of the World!" The scholar of Tianshu stood on a white stone, shaking a feather fan in his hand, and his eyes revealed a wise light.

The inscription of the destruction of the world, recorded on a monument of the god of the destruction of the world, the inscriptions are numerous, each inscription contains a way to destroy the world, once comprehended, it can burst out of the power of the unfathomable.

In the entire Shenjin Dynasty, only the Shenling Palace has a volume of "Extinction Inscription". And it only records a corner of the inscription on the destruction of the world, not even one ten-thousandth of the inscription.

As for the real World Destroying God Monument, it is impossible for Qianqiusheng to see it at all.

The library of the Divine Spirit Palace has been stolen more than once since ancient times, and it is not surprising that Qianqiusheng was able to write the next inscription of the destruction of the world.

The strange thing is that he was able to comprehend the kind of earth-destroying Tao on the inscription of destroying the world, this is definitely a person with great wisdom and great talent.

"There is actually someone in the Shenjin Dynasty who can comprehend the inscription of the destruction of the world, although it is only one, it is already quite remarkable, do you want to take him in?"

The scholar pondered for a long time, then nodded and said, "You can consider it!"

He took out a booklet, removed a copper pen that was inserted into the end of his hair, and wrote the name "Chiakisheng" on the booklet.

Feng Feiyun's name has long been recorded in the book.

......

When the Tianshu scholar recognized the "Extinction Inscription", Feng Feiyun also recognized it, he had seen the real Extinction Monument, but it was just a coincidence that he saw it, and the Extinction Monument flew away.

"The Monument of the Destruction of the World" is a real ancient remnant of the gods, the legend that circulates among all the monks on this continent, many races have preserved some of the inscriptions of the Destruction of the World, it is rumored that the ancestors used blood to rub down from the Monument of the Destruction of the World, leaving it to their descendants, because too much time has passed, no one knows why those ancestors will not hesitate to print some inscriptions at the cost of their lives, and pass them on to future generations, they may want to tell future generations something.

There are also extinction inscriptions among the Phoenix clan, as many as 18,000 volumes, but they are only a part of the extinction inscriptions, not complete inscriptions.

The extinction inscription written by Qianqiusheng, although it is only one, not even one percent of a volume, but it still makes Feng Feiyun feel great pressure, and the world realm that emerges from the pure yang mirror seems to be destroyed by the extinction inscription.

Qianqiusheng's body was also drenched in sweat, his arms trembled, and every word he wrote seemed to be stripping away a trace of his life.

Feng Feiyun took the initiative to launch a bombardment, stepped on the reincarnation, and fell on the top of Qianqiusheng's head, and as soon as the pure yang mirror flipped, a pillar of colorful light pressed down.

"Boom!"

And at this time, the inscription of Qianqiusheng's extinction has been completed, and each inscription flashes out of the blazing gods, devouring and crushing the colorful pillars of light, and then going against the sky, imprinting towards the wind and flying clouds.

It's like a falling meteorite smashing towards the wind and clouds, with a breath of apocalypse.

Feng Feiyun took a deep breath, his body jumped on top of the inscription of the destruction of the world, stepping on the reincarnation, his body shape changed extremely quickly, he wanted to fly on the stars, and the palm of his hand continued to play a surging force, shaking the sky.

Looking at it from below, it feels like the wind and clouds are dancing on top of a sacred book, and only his shadow can be seen.

"Boom!"

In the end, this extinction inscription shattered, like a starry sky disillusioned.

Feng Feiyun fell from the sky, his body staggered, his chest continued to rise and fall, his palms were full of blood, and as soon as the golden silkworm Buddha qi in his body worked, the blood stopped, and he let out a long breath and said: "If you can write two world-destroying inscriptions, maybe I will be here today." ”

Qian Qiusheng naturally couldn't write the second world-destroying inscription, and this one alone was about to exhaust all his true yuan.

He was in a very complicated mood at the moment, he glanced at Feng Feiyun deeply, didn't say anything, and then retreated, although he still had some hole cards useless, but even the extinction inscription couldn't suppress this son, even if those hole cards were used, it was estimated that it was useless.

It is the wisest choice to retreat at this time, because at least on the surface, Feng Feiyun is injured, but he is still breezy and calm, and his clothes are not even damaged.

Of course, all the giants present are in the evil way, and their eyesight is quite extraordinary, and they have actually consumed a huge amount of true yuan, and if they continue to fight, I am afraid that they will lose more than win.

At this time, all the monks present also had to sigh in their hearts, after today, the name of a gust of wind is not only as simple as in Dizi Mansion, but the entire Shenjin Dynasty, and even the entire Five Great Dynasties, I am afraid that they will be shaken by it.

Defeated the two great walkers of Senluo Hall overnight, such a character, real people don't come out, who will compete?

"Impossible, impossible, how can it be so strong?" Yu Ji Lanlan was also a little dumbfounded.

She knew countless people, and rarely looked at the wrong person, but at this moment, she found that she had seen the wrong Feng Feiyun, he actually defeated the Life Walker of the Senluo Palace, which was completely different from what she expected.

Yu Ji was graceful but not surprised, her fingers gently supported her cheeks, smiled gracefully, and said, "For an epic-level genius, it is not strange to be able to defeat someone higher than his own realm. ”

"He turned out to be an epic-level genius!" Yu Ji Lanlan quickly put away her surprise and said with a smile: "No wonder Senior Sister's face is ruddy these days, and she is even more enchanting and moving, it turns out that she has picked up a treasure." ”

"Naturally, I found a treasure. Huh!"

Yu Ji smiled gracefully, but she didn't tell Yu Ji Lan Lan the true identity of her "baby", let alone tell Yu Ji Lan Lan that her "baby" talent had reached the peak of the epic level.

After all, no matter how good the sisters are, if they fall in love with the same man, they will all become enemies.

Yu Ji Manmiao is not an ordinary defense against Yu Ji Lanlan, after all, this junior sister is better than her in many aspects, except for ...... Luck.

And now, Yu Ji Manmiao felt that she would soon be able to overtake her in an all-round way, because she had a man with infinite potential, and her own talent was now higher than Yu Ji Lanlan.

A woman's psychology of comparison is innate, even if she is her best sister, she will compare with her in all aspects, such as: appearance, figure, man......

That's what a woman is!

It is precisely because of the psychology of comparison that women become more and more beautiful.

According to the explanation of Darwin's theory of biological evolution, there are two kinds of women in the early world, one is the woman who likes to compare. The other is a woman who doesn't like to compare.

Women who like to compare, the more they can dress up, the more they will fight for their own interests, become more and more beautiful, more and more competitive, loved by many men, and become the mainstream of human reproduction.

Women who don't like comparison, because they are too passive, are eliminated, and finally go to extinction at the end of the primitive society, and die cleanly.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest!

The women who survive in the end are all women who like to compare, and they are more and more able to compare, just like Yu Ji is graceful, this kind of woman is very competitive and will continue to evolve......

Yu Ji Lanlan's beautiful eyes were smoky, her apricot eyes were peachy, and she also looked at the "gust of wind" in the distance.

The epic genius of the Shen Jin Dynasty, she is almost all well-known, but there is absolutely no gust of wind, could it be that this is not his real name?

Who is he?

Although Yu Ji didn't say it, it still couldn't stop Yu Ji Lanlan's interest in Feng Feiyun, her starry eyes narrowed slightly, bent the crescent moon, revealing a row of white teeth, and she didn't know what she was thinking about at the moment.

"Senior sister, I'm afraid your Evil Emperor Young Master is about to make a move!" Yu Ji smiled gracefully, looking forward to Feng Feiyun's defeat of the Evil Emperor Young Master, in that case she would laugh even happier.

The atmosphere of the evil festival on the islands and reefs of the South China Sea is very tense, and the reason for all this is because of the arrival of a flower thief.

The evil overlords of the Senluo Hall were naturally gearing up, although neither the Death Walker nor the Life Walker could suppress a gust of wind, but they still couldn't stop their surging battle intent, and a majestic and domineering hall master walked out of the way, wanting to make a move against Feng Feiyun.

"Come back, Fengxian! You're no match for him. The Young Master of the Evil Emperor stood on a high platform, his voice was flat, but it was very convincing.

This hall master glared at Feng Feiyun coldly, bowed to the young master of the evil emperor, and then retreated.

As soon as the Young Master of the Evil Emperor spoke, all the monks in the Senluo Hall became respectful, including the six hall masters.

The young master of the evil emperor stared at Feng Feiyun for a long time, and after a long time, he rolled up his sleeves slightly, clapped his hands and praised, and said: "Awesome! Very powerful! Brother Feng is worthy of being the dragon and phoenix among the people, and the copper furnace mountain pass has laid a net of heaven and earth, and it was all escaped by Feng Feiyun unknowingly, the foolish brother really admires!"

Many people were frowning, very puzzled why the young master of the Evil Emperor suddenly came up with such a sentence.

Brother Wind, is it a gust of wind?

But why is it related to Tonglu Mountain?

Everyone has blind spots above their wisdom and doesn't react for a moment.

Of course, it was only for a moment, and soon some smart people reacted and were stunned.