Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

After removing the Donglin bell and Xinghuang flag, the mountain wind blows, and fengyimo finds that there is no grass within thousands of feet. Except for a few of them burned by Shura black flame, others are poisoned!

What a poison!

When Python saw that his poisonous smoke didn't make human beings go to the top, he was so angry and surprised that he had a pair of big eyes staring at the rosefinch. He was quite afraid. What's the origin of this human being? He had such powerful means.

But the arrow is on the way, so we have to send it. Besides poison, it has other means!

Two hundred Zhang long body suddenly curled up, turned into a hill like, into a huge ball, to the wind Yi Mo directly rolled over. It was originally on the hillside, and all the trees with a radius of thousands of feet were burned down. It was flat without any obstacles. The ball formed had a diameter of 50 feet. If it was crushed, it would be seriously injured if it was not dead!

Feng Yimo's face remained unchanged. As soon as he turned his wrist, the Guqin wanlisha appeared. He held the Qin in his left hand and moved the string with his right hand. The sound blade formed by two sound waves appeared in front of him. It was as fast as lightning and went straight to the ball formed by the python!

Moreover, when Feng Yimo was playing Yinsha triad, the black-and-white yin-yang patterns in Dantian passed through his fingers to the strings, and instantly formed two sound blades! He had nothing to talk about and gathered together to kill thousands of Li to realize this. Thanks to the hall of perception, it accelerated the speed of perception.

The pattern of Taoist rhyme is the basis of the power of all rules. If you want to master the power of rules, you must derive the pattern of Taoist rhyme. If you have the pattern of Taoist rhyme, you may not be able to master the power of rules and master the Tao!

Because of the appearance of the sound blade, space flickers constantly, as if it can't bear it. There are cracks in space, as if they overlap. Two sound blade knives become four, then six, and then eight! Moreover, the last two sound blade knives have reached the size of ten feet!

Although Feng Yi only played twice, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength. His face was pale, and his eyes were looking ahead, waiting for the result!

When! When!

The front two sound blade long knives fall on the python, but they emit the sound of gold and iron, which has no effect.

Poof! Poof!

Feng Yi Mo is not happy. The huge Python tail has already arrived. His body is in a flash, and the technique of Feng Dun is applied to the extreme. In a flash, he flies out of 30 feet, and the speed is as fast as a blink. Without waiting for the python to fall, the Vajrayana in the air waves his arms, and dozens of palms appear. It is the Chiba hand of Feng Yi Mo cultivation!

This magic power comes from Diquan's storage ring. Its power is still higher than that of Nianhua finger, which is equal to that of Buddha, devil and Vajra palm.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Dozens of palms fell on the python. The place where he was hurt by the sound blade was full of blood and scales. The python roared with pain. His upper body suddenly raised. Ignoring the attack of the Vajrayana puppet, he opened his mouth and bit at Feng Yimo.

But Feng Yimo turns to the eight formations in the air. The gravity restriction in the picture is suddenly released, and the boa head Cui can't prevent it. He is pressed down heavily. Instead of biting Feng Yimo, he grabs a mouthful of soil!

Take advantage of this opportunity, the shadow of dozens of Vajrayana puppets all fell on the Python's head, BAM BAM bam! Smashed his head into the ground.

Feng Yimo also controls the puppets of vajrayama and the eight formations. The divine sense can't bear it. Fortunately, the Liuhong wind chasing sword and Shura black core flame can take the initiative to attack, saving a lot of divine sense. Otherwise, the sea of consciousness would have been exhausted. It's too much of a consumption of divine sense to drive the level five high-level puppets with Yuan Ying's later cultivation.

The Liuhong wind chasing sword flashed away, picked the Python's wound and cut it down, while the rosefinch spewed out flames and chose the Python's tail to burn.

In the distance, Lei Hai saw that Feng Yimo had beaten the python by himself. He was surprised and happy. In a flash, he appeared beside the Python and hit it with his fist: "dare to offend my master, I'll see if I can beat you to death!"

However, the python, after all, is a strange beast in ancient times. It is very resistant to attack. It was bombarded by the puppet of jingangtuo, Liuhong wind chasing sword, rosefinch and Lei Hai. It did not die, but it was also very embarrassed and bloody.

Suddenly, a huge black light flashed on the top of the mountain. The tree was knocked upside down, but it was another python. However, it was smaller, and it had reached 1450 feet. It turned out that the python was a pair, and this one was the mother!

Feng Yimo's heart was shocked. If the two Python joined together, there would be no chance of winning. Without hesitation, he offered a rusty knife and stabbed the 200 Zhang Long python with a puff. At the same time, he opened his mouth and inhaled the Shura black core flame into his mouth. He used the technique of cultivating fire to spray out at the mother Python who had already poked out the huge Python's head.

Lei Hai is so scared that he turns around and runs away. He can beat the water dog, but he has no courage to face a python alone!

Whoa!

Feng Yi Mo spent 200 years of his life, pushing Shura's black core flame to the fifth level of high-level spirit flame. The rosefinch's feathers were clearly visible, and their eyes were red. He rushed to the mother python. The black flame, which seemed to be enough to burn this space, suddenly spread all over the Python's body and turned into a fire python. The poor Python didn't even show his ability Come on, then howl to become a burnt corpse, with five levels of high-level spirit flame all have no way to burn it thoroughly!Under the rusty knife, the boa constrictor was stiff, cut off by the Liuhong wind chasing sword, and flew up like flying flowers, turning into countless gray particles and disappearing without a trace!

Lei Hai swallowed a mouthful of saliva, stunned, scared, the original master is so fierce, it seems that the master is kind to himself. But he didn't see feng Yimo's pale, bloodless face. The feeling that life was extracted was too hard.

Take out a few Shengyuan pills, swallow them, slowly recover, and then swing them. The bloodthirsty vine drills into the burnt corpse, wantonly devouring the residual corpse and blood. These ancient strange beasts are a great tonic to it.

Leihai quietly comes to fengyimo, looks at the rust knife that awes him, and looks at the bloodthirsty vine. He is very envious. As a monster, he is also promoted by swallowing other monsters. But without the master's command, he dare not steal food from the bloodthirsty vine. He says with a flattering smile: "the master is powerful, I admire you so much..."

Before he finished flattering, he was interrupted by Feng Yimo's wave. He pointed to the burnt body of the Python and said, "you can take its demon pill, and then help me pick all the elixirs above level 5 in the mountain."