Chapter 503: Divine power is like hell
When the people around saw such a scene, their hearts trembled, and they couldn't wait to put their heads on their backs.
This is the legendary palace master of Tianfeng Xuangong, the human race has a number of god overhauls, such a scene of children is seen in the eyes of people, if there is a murderous mind afterwards, this just thinking about it makes my hairs stand up.
The previous scene of grabbing the fifth-order talisman that was about to be shattered with one hand is still vivid, and I am afraid that it is absolutely not a problem to kill the people of this whole city.
"Master, I'm sorry!"
Hearing the cry of the fire phoenix in her arms, the girl hurriedly took her out of the towering place on her chest, held her in the palm of her hand, and said with an embarrassed face.
But when Wang Mo stood in front of him, he clearly saw the fleeting cunning in his eyes, and couldn't help but subconsciously stroke his forehead, and had a bad premonition in his heart: "What kind of strange pair of masters and apprentices does this have?"
Sure enough, the next moment Huo Feng's crisp shout made Wang Mo's heart tremble: "Oh, you call me master, then you help me teach this stinky boy a lesson, dare to imprison the old lady, if you turn against him, you want a lot of delicious food!"
"It's easy!"
The girl smiled skillfully, her bright eyes smiled like a crescent moon, as if she could speak, and a green jade finger poked out of her right hand, and a red light flashed on it.
Wang Mo only felt that the true yuan around him suddenly tightened, and then he felt that his true yuan was out of control, and at the same time, he was shocked in his heart, but he understood that the other party did not have the intention of causing harm.
"Master, this kid is imprisoned by me, you can punish him as much as you want!" After doing this, the girl lowered her head and said to Huo Feng.
"Really?"
Huo Feng's small eyes lit up, and then fluttered its wings and landed on top of Wang Mo's head, as if tempted, he opened his small mouth and spit out a spark.
With a soft sound, one of Wang Mo's hairs was ignited, scorched from the place where the sparks fell at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into flying ashes.
"Giggles!"
The fire phoenix seemed to be aroused, and burned her hair little by little with the word Mars.
And Wang Mo's body couldn't move, he could only imagine by feeling what he would be made into by the fire phoenix, and his heart trembled.
The girl saw that Huo Feng was playing happily, and the corners of her mouth seemed to twitch unconsciously, but she didn't care anymore, turned her head and said to the surroundings: "It's all scattered, what kind of system do you have to surround it?"
Although this voice was still as crisp as a pearl falling on a jade plate, it contained an endless majesty, and it spread throughout Fengyang City in an instant, causing an involuntary obedience in everyone's hearts.
This is the power of the gods!
"No!"
"Obey the decree of the palace master!"
A group of people were relieved, and they all hurried to respond.
But the mood of several parties was not so relaxed, especially the few Yuan Infant Sages who ambushed Wang Mo, but they didn't dare to say anything and went up to the previous pavilion to clean up.
Feng Yingying's three daughters, before leaving, glanced at Wang Mo with a worried face, but the girl didn't dare to make the slightest mistake when she was close.
"Palace Master!"
The stunning woman beside the girl took a few steps forward and called softly, frowning slightly, as if with a hint of worry.
"Yanhua, you go too, it's time to clear up!" stopped her words, the girl's expression was indifferent, but there was a hint of coldness in her tone.
"Yes!" This woman is not her, it is Feng Yanhua, the head of the three elders of the Tianfeng Xuan Palace, and when she heard what she said, she had to bow down and fly up to the tall building.
"Poof!"
Turning her head, the girl's originally cold face suddenly had a hint of naughtiness, but when she saw Wang Mo's image at this time, she still couldn't help laughing.
"Let you bully the old lady, let you bully the old lady!" Huo Feng was still venting angry words in his mouth, spitting out Martian Zi and tossing Wang Mo's hair.
"Alright, Master, it's time for us to talk to a group of juniors!" stretched out one hand to the fire phoenix, and the girl said with a smile.
Huo Feng wanted to dodge, but somehow, no matter how she dodged, she couldn't dodge that grab, and in the end she could only let the girl hold her in her hands.
"Thank you, senior!"
At the moment when the girl's voice fell, Wang Mo felt that his body was loose, and the true yuan in his body regained his freedom, and he hurriedly bowed.
No, the girl didn't pay attention to him at all, moved the lotus step lightly, and went straight up to the tall building.
The corners of Wang Mo's mouth twitched, and he subconsciously touched the back of his head, but the next moment, a wry smile appeared on his face.
At this time, on the top of his head, most of his hair had been turned into flying ashes, and under a wipe, one was bald in the east and one in the west, like a map.
As a last resort, Wang Mo picked up the true yuan in his hand, stroked it back and forth on the top of his head, and then removed all the remaining hair, looking at the last strand of hair in his hand, Wang Mo smiled helplessly, and then grasped it, and all the true yuan turned into flying ashes in the surge.
Glancing at the seductive incense back of the girl who was about to disappear at the door, Wang Mo hurriedly removed his eyes and walked inward with his head down, because he saw that Huo Feng was standing on the girl's shoulder, squeezing his eyebrows at him in a provocation.
I'm afraid that I can't help but catch her and pluck her hair, but there is a strong and incredible apprentice, and this idea can only rot in the stomach.
......
"What, don't you have anything to tell the palace master?"
In a small courtyard with a pleasant aroma, the girl sat on a stone bench, smiling and 'teasing' the fire phoenix, but cold words floated out of her mouth.
At this time, she was breezy and calm, but there was a majesty that naturally emanated, and that demeanor was not born early, but naturally brought out, as if she was born.
This is the contemporary palace master of Tianfeng Xuangong, the human race god and the phoenix are flawless.
Hearing this, several parties with ghosts in their hearts trembled slightly, but they are all old and cunning people, where can they show it so easily, they just stand in the place with a calm demeanor.
"Don't speak, don't you want to say something?" Feng Wufang's head was slightly raised, and under his long eyelashes, a cold light appeared in his talking-like eyes.
"Hey!"
Hearing this, Feng Yuhua closed his eyes slightly, and then let out a slight sigh, stepped forward, shook the hem of his robe with both hands, and actually knelt on his knees in front of everyone, his hands fell to the ground, his forehead was tightly pressed to the ground, and he said softly: "The disciple is guilty, and I implore the palace master to punish him!"
"Master!"
Seeing such a scene, a flash of panic flashed in Feng Yingying's beautiful eyes, and she hurriedly knelt on the ground with Feng Yuhua.
And Lin Qingshan and Lin Qingyue changed their faces slightly, glanced at each other undetectably, and exchanged a look, but they looked at each other with their eyes, nose, nose, and heart.
"Oh, what's the sin?" Feng Wufang gently pinched a crystal clear, dragon's eye sized red fruit and fed it to Huo Feng, without raising his eyelids.
"The disciple shouldn't hide the Nirvana of Feng Manqing's predecessors, and he shouldn't tempt the two elders Lin Qingshan and Lin Qingyue with profit to attack Wang Mo Xiaoyou, trying to kill people and seize the treasure!"
Feng Yuhua's head was pressed against the ground, but the words came out clearly.
Hearing his words, the people who said it were all discolored, especially Feng Yingying, who was anxious, but he was afraid of the presence of so many Yuan Infant Sages around, and somehow he couldn't say a word, so he could only kneel on the ground and be anxious.
And Lin Qingshan didn't raise his eyelids, Lin Qingyue was a little unbearable, but she didn't say anything to intercede for him.
"Oh, then, you are the only one who handles this matter?" Feng Wuwu still fed the fire phoenix, and said in an indifferent tone.
"Yes, the disciple is guilty and has nothing to do with others!" Feng Yuhua seemed to be responsible for everything, and did not mention anything else.
"Little guy, the palace is not strict, tired of you almost had an accident, what do you say about this matter?" Feng Wuflawless turned his eyes slightly, looked at Wang Modao, and listened to his meaning, he actually wanted Wang Mo to decide Feng Yuhua's fate.
When Feng Yingying heard this, she looked at Wang Mo with her head raised, and her beautiful eyes revealed a sense of pleading.
"This matter is a matter of the predecessor's sect, and the younger generation cannot overcome!" Wang Mo hurriedly bowed and replied.
"Giggles, it's so insurmountable!" Feng Wuflawless laughed, looking at Wang Mo with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
You know, this dare and can't are two meanings that are worlds apart.
"Since this little guy doesn't want to embarrass you, get up!" Feng Wuflaw glanced at Feng Yuhua lightly, as if he had spared him.
"Thank you Palace Master!" Feng Yuhua was slightly startled, and after a little hesitation, he bowed and got up.
"Thank you Palace Master!" Feng Yingying bowed with a sigh of relief, thanked him and got up, and threw a grateful look at Wang Mo.
"Take it!" But Feng Wufang's next sentence made everyone present change color.
Airplanes!
A wave came out, and then a powerful aura sounded in everyone's ears like thunder.
"Dare to ask the palace master what this means?"
When everyone was shocked, they turned their heads to look, only to see that Lin Qingshan and Lin Qingyue had already been restrained by Great Elder Feng Yanhua, and the person who questioned them was none other than Lin Qingshan.
"What do you mean? The lord of this palace asked Tianfeng Xuangong if you are two sisters, one is the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant, and the other is in the late stage of the Yuan Infant, which is worthy of being the top of the mainland, cultivated for nearly a thousand years, after all, it is a white-eyed wolf who is not familiar with it!"
Feng Wuflaw swept the two of them lightly, and the green jade fingers slowly retracted, and said in a slow tone.
"The disciple doesn't know, I still hope that the palace master will show me!" Suddenly changed, Lin Qingshan's old face was stalked, and he still held himself up.
Lin Qingyue was the same, looking like she had been wronged.
When the rest of the people saw this, they were shocked in their hearts, and at the same time, they also showed an unknown look.
And Wang Mo, his gaze swept over the finger of Feng Wufang before, it was really a blow from the sky, which made his heart tremble: "Divine power is like prison!"
Simple, seemingly gratuitous fingers, he felt a sense of no resistance.
He knew in his heart that it was this finger that suppressed the two Absolute Yuan Infant Sages, and then Feng Yanhua, a Yuan Infant Great Perfection Cultivator, took action and set a ban on the two of them.
With Wang Mo's understanding of the Yuanying Monk, even if it was difficult to face the overhaul of the Transformation God, he would definitely not be so easily captured.
The reason for this is that the monks of the realm of Divine Transformation and Cultivation have an understanding of the vitality of heaven and earth beyond the knowledge of the Yuanying monks.
With that finger, all the treasures around the two of them were imprisoned, and then Feng Yanhua, the great elder who was only stronger than the two of them, was naturally captured.
When he was on the street before, Wang Mo had already experienced this feeling once, but the first time it was on himself, and this time it was on others.
Once experienced, once observed, if you empathize, for the first time, Wang Mo has an intuitive understanding of the overhaul of the gods.