Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 1505 Young Giant
Lingji City activated the formation, and the movement was not small.

However, Jian Fengyun didn't seem to notice, he turned around calmly, looked at the half-sage of the Poison Spirit Clan who had been severely injured, and only a faint murderous light flashed in his eyes.

"Please, let me go, I promise I won't trouble you!"

The half-sage of the Poison Spirit Clan gritted his teeth, and then whispered to Jian Fengyun.

As a high-ranking half-sage, he was supposed to be cultivating on the Lingshan Mountain behind Lingji City at this moment. Seeing the exhaustion of casual warriors on the Nine Profound Mine Star, he sighed at the weakness of ants, and then Looking forward to an infinitely bright future.

However, at this moment, he didn't know why, but he had a strong feeling that if he didn't beg for mercy, then he might have no future.

Even if he begged for mercy at this moment in front of those people in Lingji City whom he regarded as ants, he still begged for mercy at this moment.

self-esteem?

If he still has self-respect at this time, then he is sure that he will be decapitated in the next second.

Of course, he still kept it, he kept his voice very low, he hoped that the ants in Lingji City would not be able to hear it.

People sometimes deceive themselves and others, without him speaking, it is enough to see what is going on when this scene falls into the eyes of others, so why listen to what he said.

Jian Fengyun didn't want to say anything more to him, a few flashes of sword light passed by, and his head moved.

Two more branches protruded from the demon tree in the rear, piercing through the half-holy of the Poison Spirit Clan.

The two majestic and majestic semi-holy realms came out from the back of Lingji City just now with their swords, and just like that, they turned into two corpses, lying at Jian Fengyun's feet.

He turned around and looked towards Lingji City, his eyes fluctuated slightly.

This formation is indeed huge. With his current cultivation of the restraining formation, he can barely see a little flaw in this formation, but it is absolutely impossible to break it without three or five days.

If he hadn't entered the city early when he came, maybe his trip to the Nine Profound Mine Star would come to an end at this moment.

However, no if.

He stepped forward step by step and walked towards Lingji City. When he came, he used his soul power to investigate. There are not many strong people in this city, and there are not many Nine Stars in the Divine Ancestor Realm, so he didn't have the slightest idea. burden.

Above the tower of Lingji, the leaders of the Tianling Clan and the Poison Spirit Clan stood at the top of the tower with a heavy expression on their faces.

On their middle-aged faces, there was a rare panic.

After living for most of their lives, this was the first time they encountered such a situation. Although there was the Purple Star God protecting the array, for some reason, looking at the calm figure in white and seeing him walking towards here step by step, his heart was full of excitement. Can't stop jumping around.

"Have all the formations been tested?"

The person in charge of the Tianling Clan finally couldn't bear it, and asked the people around him.

"Returning to the city lord, everything has been tested, everything is normal, and the energy reserve of the formation is enough to last for more than half a year." Beside him, the person from the Sky Spirit clan bowed his head.

"Has the news spread?" The person in charge of the Spirit Race said that day, with a little anxiety in his words, he continued to ask.

"It has been spread, I believe that within half a day at most, the clan will send reinforcements." The Tianling clansman then responded.

"it is good."

The person in charge of the Sky Spirit Clan nodded, feeling that his throat was a little dry, but he didn't want to drink water.

The white-clothed figure below, he has a feeling, this will be the biggest trouble he has encountered since he took office as the lord of Lingji City. Xiu only wanted Shenjing to never kill anyone.

However, as soon as Jian Fengyun came, he killed two half-sages and passed them back to the Spirit Race, which was also a shocking event.

"It should be fine."

The person in charge of the Poison Spirit Clan beside him is a little younger and has experienced less than the person in charge of the Sky Spirit Clan next to him, so he doesn't know what to say at this time, so he can only talk to himself like this, I don't know if I am comforting myself or the people around me.

He pretended to be calm, but the restless, constantly moving palms revealed his emotions.

Anxiety, worry, fear.
Some emotions that haven't appeared in many years suddenly came to my heart. It's hard to describe what it feels like.

He has seen Jian Fengyun's Yingying Lingshi in Chaoshen Star City, and he doesn't think he is stronger than the elder in Daojian Holy Land, and even weaker in methods. If the purple star god's protective formation is broken, he will definitely die.

Above the city tower, all the spectators looked at the white clothes slowly approaching below, and their heartbeats became inexplicably heavy.

He has heard of the power of the Purple Star Divine Guard, but they have heard of Jian Fengyun's reputation even more. It took this young man from the lower realms just over a year to spread his name throughout the galaxy. Everything he does surpasses the reputation of the Purple Star Divine Guard.

When the white-clothed figure stood under the city gate, his eyes silently swept over everyone above the city tower.

What kind of a pair of eyes is this? There is a faint blue light burning in the eyes, and the eyes are like two beams of sword energy sweeping across their cheeks, making them feel an inexplicable tingling pain on their skin.

They knew that this was an illusion above the soul, but they had to be intimidated by Jian Fengyun's strength.

Even this invisible gaze is far beyond their reach.

The person in charge of the two major spirit clans who should have spoken at this time was caught by this gaze, and his heart skipped a beat, but he didn't speak.

At this moment, the air seemed extraordinarily silent.

Many Dao warriors looked at Jian Fengyun secretly, they looked at this person who was not much different from the portrait on the most wanted list in Lingji City.

However, the charm of this person, the flying clothes, the long black hair, and the blue eyes that are like stars, can't be drawn in that portrait.

They seemed to see the shadow of a big man in Jian Fengyun, a feeling that they had never felt from the half-sages of the Spirit Race.

There are rumors in the galaxy that if Jian Fengyun does not fall, he will definitely become a giant in the future. At first they thought it was an exaggeration, but after meeting they realized that this sentence seems to be wrong. He is already an existence comparable to a giant, and his combat power may not be as strong. He met the standard, but his aura, and his No.1 record as the Saint of the Galaxy, fully deserved the title of giant.

The way many people looked at Jian Fengyun changed.

He is obviously a young junior, much younger than most of them, but his status is much higher than theirs, which is a distance that they cannot surpass in their entire lives.

"If it's not someone from the seven major forces, you can avoid it yourself, and I won't kill it."

Jian Fengyun's eyes were calm, and his figure stepped up into the air
(End of this chapter)