Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

However, what shocked and puzzled friar Jindan was that the fallen leaves were chopped continuously, which did not look like the exhaustion of divine consciousness in his imagination. He used his mana to stimulate the potential of the top-grade spirit weapon. A few times ago, he could still fight with the fallen leaf chop. However, after more than ten times in a row, the copper hammer couldn't bear it. It gave out bursts of wail and a crack on the hammer body.

Friar Jindan was surprised. He loved the treasure and quickly recalled it. However, the fallen leaves followed him, and the huge blade came to the Friar's head, which made him split in two!

Friar Jindan became angry. It was the first time since he became famous that he was forced by friar Zhuji to be so embarrassed. His face showed a vicious color. "Boy, you're all for death, you can't blame anyone else!" With that, he patted the storage bag, took out a talisman, and sprayed blood on it. The talisman burned with a bang, and the fire disappeared. A flamingo loomed, raised its head to cry, spread its wings, and rushed to fengyimo.

Flamingo is full of flame, two feet in size, a pair of wings spread to six or seven feet, just like a tit magnified hundreds of times, no entity, but just a spirit!

It's the third level high-level demon bird fenghuoque!

Feng Yimo's heart is awe inspiring. He has a rare beast spirit talisman. It seems that he has a bright future. But when life and death are at stake, he doesn't care much. He reaches out his hand and cuts the fallen leaves to fight with Feng huoque's spirit.

With a sneer on his face, friar Jindan played out a series of magic tricks. His powerful spiritual power was injected into the spirit of the wind fire bird. The fire on the wind fire bird became more and more vigorous, and the sound of its song became more and more loud. The fire lines were spurted out from his mouth. The wings of the instigation set off a hot wind, and all the trees, flowers and plants around were burning.

Feng Yimo was sweating. When he patted the storage bag, the red moon sword flew out and drew an arc, straight to the face of friar Jindan.

Brother Jindan was very surprised. He was not old enough. How could he control a magic weapon and a top-quality spirit weapon at the same time? Was his divine sense so powerful?

There was no time to think about it, so he quickly offered a shield in front of him, just blocking the red moon sword.

Feng Yimo was a little disappointed when he saw that the attack didn't succeed. At this moment, the red and white swirling around his left arm flew out and went straight to the ground.

"Red and white, come back!" Feng Yimo exclaimed, but the speed of red and white was too fast. Twenty feet away, just when it was two feet away from friar Jindan, suddenly a mouth opened and a thunder and lightning flew out, just hitting friar Jindan's head.

Thunder and lightning are only a few feet long and not powerful. However, the face of friar Jindan is black and his hair is scorched. His smart power suddenly stagnates. The red moon sword skillfully avoids the shield and cuts heavily on his left shoulder, and a left arm flies into the air!

Ah! Friar Jindan screamed, but he couldn't use the formula. The spirit of the wind fire bird in the air was not strong enough. He was cut by the fallen leaves and forced to retreat step by step. Finally, he was split in two and dissipated in the air!

Friar Jindan had no blood on his face. He put his right hand on the wound of his left shoulder and said with a sad smile: "I didn't expect that friar Jindan would be defeated by you, who are building the eighth floor of the foundation. I hate that there is no magic weapon in this seat, otherwise you would have been a ghost long ago!"

Later, he said that his hair was puffing, and he was very disgusted with red and white. He rushed to his back and bit at his neck. Friar Jindan's eyes suddenly burst out. Black blood flowed out of his eyes, nose, ears and mouth. He fell straight down and died with a frightened face.

What a poison!

Feng Yimo was surprised. Red and white only took a bite, and Friar Jindan died. We can see how poisonous it is. This person died, he knew nothing about what he wanted to know, even the name and clan of the other party. He sighed, opened his hand, threw a fireball, and the corpse turned into ashes, leaving only a solitary storage bag and a bronze hammer.

Collect the storage bag with copper hammer, red moon sword, leaf cut, wind Yi Mo lonely to go back.

Red and white see wind, B ink ignore themselves, know that they do wrong, also dare not pester him, quietly follow behind.

Back to the cave, yu'e anxiously waited at the entrance of the cave, and saw Feng Yi and Mo Lian coming up: "brother Feng, what happened?"

Wind Yi Mo pointed to red and white, no good airway: "you ask it!"

Yu'e was speechless. It was a snake. When I asked it, it could answer me.

"Just now, I saw that the aura fluctuated violently. Did you fight with others, elder martial brother Feng? Who is he? Did you ask for any other information? " Jade e pursues wind Yi Mo to ask a way.

"What else? Don't wait to ask, you will be poisoned by it, ask a fart

"Ah?"

When yu'e learned that Feng Yimo had killed a friar at the beginning of Jindan, she was numb. It seems that her judgment is right. Shifu is no match for elder martial brother Feng. How can he be so powerful?

At the same time, she was glad that she was able to keep company with elder martial brother Feng. In this way, her life was guaranteed, so her attitude towards Feng Yimo changed. She was respectful, not respectful. She laughed before she said anything. She said something sweet, so she had to make a promise.

Two people with a silver python, but also very comfortable, it is a pity that red and black have not wake up, continue in the promotion.Two months later, the two people looked far away and were surprised, because on the horizon, there was a majestic and majestic ancient city!

Where there is a city, there should be people!

Two can not suppress the excitement, excited mood, fast to the ancient city away.

The ancient city is 30 Li from the east to the West and 20 Li from the north to the south, but Feng Yimo and yu'e stopped outside the city. Outside the gate of the city, there are three flagpoles five feet high, each of which is hung with a corpse.

The body had already been dried and floated in the wind. It was not difficult to see from the clothes on the three people's clothes that they were all monks. The strangest thing is that the storage bags around their waists are still there. What's more, the name above the gate seems to be obscured by a layer of smoke.

Feng Yi and Mo spread their divine consciousness. There was no one in the big city. The whole city was full of treacherous atmosphere. It seemed that there were bursts of dead air coming from the city, which was very depressing.

"Feng, elder martial brother Feng, let's go!" Yu e is afraid, tremble voice to say, and Nestle to breeze Yi Mo side, stretch out a hand to hold his arm.

Wind Yi Mo expression dignified, he also aware of this city evil door tight, nodded: "OK, let's go!"

Two people are waiting to turn and leave, the city gate suddenly creaks open, out of a person, to his wave: "Yi Mo cousin, home door, how not to come in?"

That man is the wind Kirin of the wind family!

Moreover, the plaque of the city's name, which has not been clearly seen, shows three big yellow characters: huangquan city!

Yu'e screamed. She stepped back and almost cried. She begged, "elder martial brother Feng, let's go."

Feng Yimo is unmoved, because he finds that the person is a real Feng Qilin, not someone else's. Since the Feng family is involved, he has to find out. So he made great strides to huangquan city.