Dan Fu Supreme

Chapter 662
The sound came, and the sword gang also shot out from the void. The powerful world-killing sword gang directly knocked back the ancestor of the dry snake who blocked Beichen's way.

With Beichen's movement, he had passed the ancestor of Hanshe and set off deeper into the magic army.

The void changes, a supreme sect of the Southern Xuanzong, the real Miaoshan who owns the legend of the Heavenly Slash, descends on the battlefield powerfully with the Heavenly Slash in his hand.

"Jade Body Realm cultivation base, peak Xuanbao, Southern Xuanzong, worthy of Xuanmen's authentic sect!"

Although the ancestor of the dry snake is a demon clan at the peak level, he has to be very energetic in the face of the supreme real Miaoshan of the Nanxuan sect. Bao, the breath is strong, giving him a very dangerous sense.

"The existence of the peak state of the Bone Demon Race is a good material to test the knife."

"I don't know the sky, I don't know the height, the origin of life and death is the same, and the legend of the real realm is only limited to the real realm."

Patriarch Miaoshan was much more straightforward than Patriarch Hanshe. With a shock from the Heavenly Chopper in his hand, he flew out quickly and approached Hanshe.

The two ancestors of the Dongtian Realm fought together, and the momentum was astonishing. The surrounding demons retreated one after another, giving way to the boundary.

In front of Beichen, the two leaders of the Jade Body Realm of the Demon Race joined forces to block him.

"Beichen, you are too arrogant, are you bullying me that there is no one in the demon clan?"

Beichen sneered and said, "I don't know if there is anyone in the Demon Race, but Dao Zhenzong is completely gone."

"The matter of Dao Zhenzong is not something that you, a mere Mahayana realm, can talk about."

"A mere Mahayana realm, hmph, this deity is the patriarch of Taoism, and the traitors of Daozhenzong, sooner or later, this deity will bury them all."

"boast!"

"What are you talking about, the deity still has a mission, if you don't want to die, get out of the way."

Two Jade Body Realm Demons, one from Demon and one from Evil, since they dared to stand up to block Beichen, they naturally had self-confidence, how could they retreat just because of Beichen's words.

Beichen's master was Master Miaoshan, and he also made a direct move. With the Tianfeng in his hand, the powerful killer move has already approached the heads of the two Jade Body Realm.

Here at Beichen, the battle is in full swing, and the battlefields of the other two great battles are also full of blood.

Daoyuan Fengyi and others, the new generation of Zhenyu, one by one, turned into war machines at this time, activated by supernatural powers, completely suppressing Dao Zhenzong's side.

In the battle center of the Demon Race, a countermeasure was quickly launched against the new generation of strong players in the real domain.

A large number of pure demons of the new generation of the demon race came to the battlefield one after another. In the two battlefields, they locked the new generation of the real realm, and each fought against each other.

Daoyuan Fengyi, with Daoyuan surging all over his body, behind him is a phantom of Daoist, very powerful, shining in the sky, and facing a new generation of blood demons.

"Before the Three Emperors Pass, there was a great battle between the real demons. You demons escaped, but you still dare to come out today. Could it be that you have become more courageous after a period of time!"

"Son of the dignified way, is it only good at speaking?"

The pure demon of the new generation of the blood demon clan, Han Zhuang, also has a Mahayana cultivation base, with a strong origin, activated by the supernatural power of blood, and the Taoist ultimate move activated by Daoyuan Fengyi, colliding one after another.

"Kung fu with your mouth? Open your dog eyes and see clearly. My aunt not only has sharp teeth, but her ability to slay demons and demons is handed down from the Taoist sect."

Spelled by the magic sword, behind Dao Yuan Fengyi, Dao Zun's phantom directly condensed his killing move, turned into three powerful sword lights, and flew out quickly, locking onto the original blood river above Han Zhuang's head.

Hanzhuang didn't take a step back, and blood thunder surged out of the blood pool, turning into a torrent of thunder and lightning, and rushed straight to the three sword lights.

The supernatural powers collided, and the sky and the earth shook. The two retreated respectively. After stabilizing their figures, they attacked again strongly, and the supernatural powers clashed.

The rest of Chen Lang's buried front were also blocked by the new generation of demons.

When the battle fell into a stalemate, a pair of men and horses appeared again in the Mizhou Prefecture. The team members are all in the late stage of condensing alchemy.

These ten teams are not ordinary teams of cultivators. Although they are born out of Xuanwei, they are different from Xuanwei.

Although the ten teams trained by Feichen are all comprehension practitioners, each team has a hidden battle formation killer move.

These ten teams, like ten sharp knives, plunged into the battle formation of Dao Zhenzong.

The ten battle formations are mobilized, and the fighting power pervades the entire battlefield, and they are united with each other, covering one side of heaven and earth.

The fighting intent gathered, and then turned into a sky-high attack, which landed densely, and was very precise, hitting Dao Zhenzong's team.

Within the effort of a cup of tea, there were no less than [-] Daozhen sect cultivators who died under these ten battle formations, and many of them were late stage alchemy experts.

And as the battle continued to penetrate into the territory of Jinzhou Prefecture, the casualties on Dao Zhenzong's side became stronger.

Nanxuanzong's sudden use of such a killer move not only shocked Daozhenzong, but also the ancestors of the other sects who came to Nanxuanzong to participate in the battle.

"This kind of battle formation has never been seen in the cultivation world. Where did Nanxuanzong get it?"

"Which Zhikui of Nanxuanzong is a battle brain, but the legendary battle formation master, doesn't it mean that he doesn't have any cards in his hand?"

"Nan Xuanzong's team, I haven't seen it before!"

"They are playing under the banner of Xuanshou Town, and they are different from the uniforms of Nanxuanzong disciples. They should be the defensive force of Xuanshou Town."

"For the defense force of Xuanshou Town, there are a total of three hundred high-level cultivators here, all of whom are above the alchemy stage!"

"South Xuanzong, you are worthy of being the orthodox sect of Xuanmen!"

The ancestors of the Dongtian Realm who fought in the sky were not old monsters who had lived for thousands of years, but with just a few glances, they could see the special features of the ten Xuanshou Town teams.

In the realm of comprehension, every sect has its own secret battle formation.

The battle formation of Nanxuanzong is the battle formation of the Five Elements Daoist Soldiers. Five disciples can be formed, and combined in one place, they can explode powerful power.

But this kind of battle formation has always been relatively simple in order to cater to all the disciples of the whole sect. It can be said to be a manifestation of the simplification of the Dao. It has been perfected by countless generations of sect monks. Although it is powerful, the changes are limited after all.

The mysterious beast town battle formations arranged and guided by Feichen are quite different. Each battle formation is composed of thirty cultivators, and there are many changes. Even the condensed fighting intentions are ever-changing and unpredictable.

At this time, Nanxuanzong, Zhannao Zhikui, and Feichen also came to the battlefield of the two sects.

But see Feichen, wearing a feather fan scarf, in his eyes, the light of wisdom is hidden, sweeping the entire battlefield, with a special fighting spirit, gathering around him.

When Feichen arrived, he immediately attracted the attention of all the senior leaders of the Mozu, Daozhenzong and other sects.

"Kill, kill this son!"

The people of the demon clan hated Feichen deeply, and they absolutely wanted to kill Feichen.

On the other hand, Dao Zhenzong, from the ancestors at the top of the Dongtian Realm, to the disciples of the Condensation Stage, absolutely hated Feichen from the Nanxuanzong, wishing he could eat his flesh alive and whip his corpse to death.

The ancestors of the Gaokongdongtian realm were all entangled by their opponents, but the battle order was also passed down from the sky.

"Exterminate this son of Nanxuanzong with all his strength!"

When Feichen appeared on the battlefield, he definitely attracted more hatred than Beichen.

It was this disciple of the pinnacle of Nanxuanzong who made the demons and Daozhenzong pay a painful and unbearable price.

The destruction of the Daozhen Sect's main sect was inseparable from Feichen. The demon clan left behind, suffered repeated defeats in the Jinzhou Mansion, resulting in heavy casualties. The culprit was also Feichen.

A Daozhen sect real person of the Three Palaces, repulsed the powerful enemy, and flew in front of Feichen at the cost of severe self-injury. With blood red eyes and soaring anger, he turned into a fierce killing move and rushed straight to Feichen.

In an instant, the entire battlefield seemed to stand still.

The Demon Race side was naturally extremely excited, while everyone on the Nanxuanzong side had their hearts suspended.

Feichen shook the feather fan lightly in his hand, silently chanting French, "Transform!"

A wave of fighting intent gathered in front of Feichen, turning into an impregnable fortress, directly dispelling the opponent's ultimate move into nothing.

"Prisoners!"

The French urged again, and behind Feichen, the fighting spirit gathered into several huge tentacles, which flew out quickly and bound to the real Huanshu.

Huanshu Daoist, although he was seriously injured, he really didn't care about Feichen's cultivation at the pinnacle of alchemy.

It's a pity that his eyes were already red, and he didn't notice that his ultimate move just now was easily dismissed by the opponent.

The power was shaking, Huanshu Daoist, he was horrified to find that he couldn't break free from his powerful natal power, and there was a killer move activated by a peak condensing alchemy.

"Destroy!"

The silent French urged again, and the golden French words came out of Feichen's mouth, with the intention of fighting, and with a sudden pull, Daoist Huanshu, who was at the third palace level, was immediately torn into pieces by the fighting spirit.

Feichen raised his footsteps lightly, like a god of war patrolling the battlefield, crossed the sky, and came directly to the battle formation where Feitu was.

With a flick of the feather fan, and then a sudden erection, the battle order was issued, and the ten Xuanshou town teams immediately gathered in one place.

These ten teams were trained by Feichen himself, and his battle order has left the deepest imprint in the hearts of every cultivator in these ten teams.

After the three hundred cultivators gathered in one place, Feitu and other ten team leaders led them to stand in each other's positions, and their breaths were completely united in one place.

Feichen was standing high in the sky, fluttering the feather fan in his hand, stepping forward and fighting, and unexpectedly began to gather fighting spirit.

The fighting spirit on the entire battlefield began to converge towards Feichen's position little by little.

Then, a pitch-black god of war, full of fighting intent, with clear battle patterns emerging on it, actually stood behind Feichen.

Everyone was stunned, but when they saw the God of War, they suddenly stretched out a finger.

"Silence Finger!"

Pressing down with one finger, like a god pressing down on the realm, a pure demon in the Mahayana realm was the first to bear the brunt and was crushed into pieces.

Unabated, with the god of war's aura and the power of one finger, he charged straight into the depths of the demon army, struck three thousand feet across, and killed everyone he encountered along the way.

Such a shocking change directly suppressed all the high-level cultivators on the Demon Race side.

"This son can't stay!"

(End of this chapter)