From this, it can be seen that the other party's flesh is very strong, and it can be seen that it is average.

The battle across the ages, the years can only powder their bodies and not break their bones, the first person in ancient times to testify with a corpse, becoming one of the nine holy venerables today, opening her peak glory moment.

After countless years of cultivation, I don't know how powerful it is, even if she descends the Dharma Body with a slash now, her white face and white bones can still easily dominate the world and crush everything.

Xuan Zun's pupils flickered, whether it was supernatural power or physical body, she was a little crazy, in order to survive, she almost used the means of pressing the bottom of the box, and she still wanted to collide with it in the aspect that Feng Qingyang was best at, crushing the opponent's invincible heart, crushing his body of Qiang Zun, and crushing his strong will.

"Abominable, hateful. Qian Yanli clenched his fists, he was not far from the battle circle, and he was talented and intelligent, just at a glance, he could see what the other party wanted to do.

This is clearly humiliating Feng Qingyang, not only humiliating, but also trampling on Feng Qingyang's dignity in front of hundreds of millions of beings in the spiritual world, shattering his Dao heart, and making him fall into a state of despair, and the poison of hatred in his heart can be described as ordinary.

And Feng Qingyang is just at a disadvantage now, against this kind of person, it can be regarded as his bad luck, the divine power bombardment cannot shatter the opponent's laws of time and space, and the physical strangulation can only be evenly matched, after all, now he is not only fighting against the Saint Venerable Law who slashes himself, but also has to fight with the Tianwei who keeps imprisoning him.

Listening to Xuan Zun's mocking words, as well as the other party's burning bones, the flames in his heart rose, and the irrepressible anger spread from the blood of the corpse king, he clenched his fists, and there was a rattling sound between the bones rubbing, he could only try his best to alleviate the void's suppression of his body, so that he could exert all his strength to fight against Xuan Zun.

If he is really crushed by the other party, this will not only destroy his Dao heart, but I am afraid that even the path of cultivation will be cut off from now on, he can't afford to lose, and he can't lose, if he loses, he will not only lose his own life, but also too much reluctance, which is hidden in his heart, waiting for his rise and unraveling it one by one.

Besides, this is also a shame, he has a clear wind, he has cultivated the Tao so far, and even after Dacheng, how can he still bear such a shame? Although the other party is a saint who slashed himself, but so what?

Ordinary people would not be surprised, and even thought that it was a great honor for him to be able to fight with the Holy Venerable, but in Feng Qingyang's opinion, this was his life, his dignity, and his bloodline, and not a woman was allowed to trample on it.

But any trampling will be deeply engraved in his heart, just like back then, the moment Xiaozhu was snatched away, that mysterious young man, he can't forget the kind of eyes that are high up and despise everything.

Under the catastrophe, he seems so fragile, lonely and helpless against the world, he wants to break the heavenly path to become the emperor, but he has to face the heavenly calamity and the human calamity, and in the face of Xuanzun, he is suppressed to the weakest state, unable to break the other party's laws of time and space, which means that he cannot be killed.

The blood of the wind was beating violently, and the purple-golden light burned the heavens, under the Yin Hong, burning all over the world, along the broken wounds of the body, sprinkled all over the void, carrying his unyielding and unwillingness, turning into a torrent to resist the suppression of the law of the void.

The whole person turned into a blood man under the pressure of rage, because of his arrogance, because of his bloodline, because of his supreme invincibility, his blood flowed in the void, not in vain, but after it appeared, it suddenly turned into a copper wall, like a thorny armor, under the rotation, all the squeezed rules of the Heavenly Dao were cut, in order to obtain his own free body.

Bleeding blood, but only in this way can he exert one hundred percent of his strength, bombard Xuanzun, devour his Dharma Body Essence, strengthen himself, and become the strongest.

With every breath, he is strong, the dantian world is about to take shape, and his body is showing earth-shaking changes under the squeeze.

"His bloodline is really extraordinary. Above the firmament, the rest of the Holy Venerables all shrank their pupils, and their positions were also destined to be extraordinary, only the City Lord of Sin City was smiling, all of which seemed to be in his guess.

"Your blood will flow clean, your body will be broken, and your bones will become nourishment for strengthening me. Xuan Zun laughed wildly, not looking like a woman's ladylike demeanor at all, on the contrary, Senbai's bones flashed with a terrifying white light, no matter how you looked at it, it was gloomy and cold to the extreme.

And just after the blood of the wind was sprinkled all over the void, the essence contained in it quickly fused with the void, and after cutting, it turned into countless smart breaths, but everyone who heard it would tremble, not afraid, but excited, as if asking the Great Tonic Pill.

"His blood can be a tonic. Countless people secretly exclaimed, especially those quasi-saint extreme powers, in this blood that fused with the void, they saw the hope of a breakthrough.

However, even if they want to make a move, it won't work, after all, this matter is not trivial, the strength of the other party has completely cut off their hearts to shoot, unless, unless Feng Qingyang is now seriously injured, the end of the strong crossbow, maybe there is still a chance to fight with it.

The wind is clear and the battle is high, rushing forward, every step he takes, the spirit world seems to be trembling, facing the Shangxuan Zun Dharma Body, he throws a punch, earth-shattering, shaking it out of the distance, and only after rolling out of the void for countless miles can it be stopped.

However, after all, this is a lose-lose situation, although Xuanzun was shocked back, but his body was also broken again under the overload.

"The sword comes. Feng Qingyang raised his hand with a move, and the void condensed a huge long sword, surrounded by purple light, coming 80,000 miles from the east, covering the heavens and the earth, covering the sky and the sun.

The terrifying power superimposed, breaking through the sky, shocking the hybrid, Feng Qingyang held the long sword, the blood flowed, and the sword went straight ahead.

Under the swing of the sword, thousands of slashes were cut, and the bloodline smoothly resisted the rules of the Heavenly Dao, and itself, it was imprisoned by the bloodline of the corpse king, Feng Qingyang licked his lips, and his heart was ruthless.

The third will crushed away, and the intention of sealing came out, and the artistic conception of the three transcending heavens was tried and tested, almost freezing the sky for a moment, and then, it quickly rushed forward.

The other party's laws of time and space spread in all directions, and under the staggering, the wind cleared and slashed into the air, almost after the laws of time and space shuttled for a while, Xuan Zun sneered, and the staff volleyed into the air, and lightly touched the void.

"Broken,"

Poof, the wind flew out upside down in response, spurting blood all over his body, and sinking into an ancient star in a reversal.