Chapter 283 Morning Bell and Evening Drum(1/2)
The Purple Emperor held the Purple Thunder Sword in his hand and dominated the world. His aura was no worse than the four saints. His cultivation level was unknowingly, even Ding Feng was amazed at the speed of improving his strength.
Niu Ben held the upside down battle flag. He was the main practitioner of the domineering Sky Skill. His physical strength had already reached the level of a top-grade spiritual treasure. He had cultivated himself to an immortal body. Every move contained the power to shake the heavens, which was very terrifying.
A blood-colored world above Lu Xiaobu's head is really like the killing god in the world. He holds a blood-slaying sword in his hand, kills the heavens, the earth and the sentient beings. There is nothing in the universe that cannot be killed. He is particularly happy about attacking and killing the Holy Lord.
The Six Paths of the Heavenly Witch Banners above Manji's head had already formed aura, and his evil spirit was overwhelming. With a slight sway, the universe was trembling. Although his cultivation was weaker, no one dared to underestimate him.
Behind the Tianchen, there is a stele of the sky, suppressing the universe and the eternal vastness. Every move has great power to suppress ancient times and present, and it is like another powerful existence at the level of an ancestor.
Dongfang Wudi wore the Wuji Hunyuan Zhentian Crown on his head, held the Invincible Sword in his hand, and the sharp sword energy broke through the sky. Another giant was another place.
Only Qin Yu has a faint breath and a smile on his face. He seems to have no power at all, but who dares to underestimate him?
As soon as these seven appeared, the powerful men such as the Scarlet Holy Lord were completely shocked.
"You actually let them follow you?"
The Saint of Ziyang took a deep breath and looked at the treasures, floating and sinking, suppressing chaos and destroying eternity, and his scalp was numb. There were bright moon, Liu Yue, and Liu Hong on the side. Together, this was such a terrible force.
What's more, they didn't know that Ding Feng did not hide another strong man.
What if the Martial Ancestor is here?
What if Fazu followed him?
What if Long Tian is on the side?
What if the ancestor Qiankun and the ancestor Yin and Yang hide aside?
Even though he was a saint, he had almost reached the state of quasi-saint's great perfection, and his scalp was numb and his mind was frightened.
"Submit, or destroy?"
Ding Feng smiled faintly and said something that shocked the Purple Emperor. Let the Holy Emperor surrender, this is not ordinary madness.
Who is the saint, the former saint!
"You, let us surrender?" The Scarlet Holy Lord narrowed his eyes and shone with a cold light. A huge murderous intent suddenly burst out, and just this sentence was a great insult to them.
"With my ability, I will definitely become the Taoist ancestor in the future, even now, and the Taoist master in the world. What's wrong with making you surrender?" Ding Feng talked happily, "Besides, do you have any choice?"
When he said this, he showed a sarcastic look.
Just now, the Scarlet Holy Lord and the other four treated him like this, but the feng shui took turns. Now it was his turn to say this, which was really a great irony.
The four saints were silent.
When it comes to true discussion, what Ding Feng said is really not a big deal. With his current shocking luck, it is almost inevitable that he will become the ancestor of Taoism in the future. Of course, if it is not damaged.
Niu Ben was excited to see it. The other person was the saint, the former saint, who was threatened by his master, was destroyed if he refused to surrender. What courage, how domineering, how powerful this is.
Liu Hong and Liu Yue were also particularly excited. They thought of the Holy Brick Continent once again, fighting against the powerful people outside the sky, killing hundreds of thousands of emperors. The scene in front of them seemed to be the past.
Mingyue smiled faintly, full of pride.
The scene was silent for a moment.
The two strong people have completely different mentalities.
Swish...!
The Saint of Ziyang took a step forward, and the purple air above his head fluctuated and turned into a purple chaotic space, opening up the world, the universe was first formed, all things were breeding, and the cycle of reincarnation evolved, and then withering. Finally, this world ushered in destruction and turned into chaos again. He shouted loudly, "I, Ziyang, is transformed by the innate purple air, with noble status and deep roots. He is the first saint in the Ziyuan world. He is high above, controls a great world, overlooking the flies camp, vicissitudes and evolution, time evolves until the saint is completed. In order to spy on the realm of Taoist ancestors, he was plotted against and lost to the battlefield of all worlds, and his imprints were put into this place. He has grown to this day and has just reached the perfection of quasi-saints."
With a stroke of the long sword, it cracked the void and shattered the vastness. The Ziyang Holy Lord said firmly: "Whether the saint of the past or the quasi-saint of the present are all peerless powers, how can they be inferior to others?"
"If you want to fight, you will fight, why fear death! What's more, can you really kill us?"
The world above the head of the Ziyang Holy Lord trembled, disintegrating, turning into thick chains, intertwining the void, running through the ages, condensing lawless power.
"We are afraid, but not afraid!"
The Scarlet Holy Lord shouted, "What's more, how can you understand the Holy Lord's methods?"
"There is no retreat now, there is only one battle!"
The Sun Saint Lord sways the Sun Supreme Flag with his hand, extremely domineering.
"Why do you need to say too much? Kill!"
The Saint Lord of Lieyang shouted loudly, and the treasured Extreme Flame Bead broke through time and space and descended in front of Ding Feng.
"Kill them and I will deal with Lieyang!"
Ding Feng used a punishment ruler to collapse the extreme flame beads. At the same time, he shouted loudly. Zihuang and others were immediately overjoyed, divided the work and cooperated, and blasted out their treasure.
Zihuang and Dongfang Wudi fought against Ziyang Holy Lord.
Lu Xiaobu and Niu Ben dealt with the Scarlet Holy Lord.
Manji and Tianchen deal with the Sun Saint Lord.
Qin Yu, Mingyue, Liu Hong and Liu Yue deal with other quasi-saints.
Rumble!
The void was immediately exploded, and the earth fire and Feng Shui surged out.
Ding Feng stepped on the sermon, blocking the Saint of Lieyang.
"Master Taoist, Taoist Taoist, although you preach the world, you just follow the laws of heaven and receive the blessing of heaven and earth, but your own strength is still too low." The Saint Lord Lieyang glanced at the surroundings and stopped staring at Ding Feng and said, "After killing you, a large number of Saint Lords will definitely be born and divide your Tianwu Dynasty."
"Is that so? Then give it a try!"
Ding Feng smiled faintly, the ruler separated the yin and yang and cut through the sky. On the one hand, the Taoist master preached and all spirits listened respectfully, while the other hand, the thousands of Taos were entangled and the heaven and earth congratulated. This punishment ruler was born to suppress sentient beings, and coupled with the strong attack power, it was a rare treasure.
"Extreme Flame Bead, Extreme Flame, Burn the Void!"
A flag flew out from the head of the Saint Lord Lieyang, but it was just a top treasure, defending him. With a finger of his hand, the treasure bead spewed out red flames, instantly burning the void into nothingness, coming, but was destroyed by the punishment ruler.
"I am the son of the sun. The king of fire, the supreme of flame, suppress all fires."
Ding Feng shouted violently, and the aura on his body collided with the sun star in the distance, and a huge force came down instantly. It intimidated all directions and suppressed the universe, causing the power of the Saint Lord of the Lieyang to drop a little immediately.
"Sure enough, you succeeded!"
The Saint Lord Lieyang was shocked and slapped his head, and a big drum and an ancient bell flew out. They were all ancient and simplified, exuding a great power to alert the world.
The bell sounds faintly, with a sense of alertness. It goes straight to the depths of the soul, making people feel empty and floating in the air. The drum sounds shake, as if in the evening, life is about to end, it is the end of a cycle of reincarnation, and all things wither and return.
"Morning bells and evening drums!"
Ding Feng narrowed his eyes, and was a little surprised. The power of this bell and drum burst out was too targeted. He immediately guessed the root of the foot. In the Yang universe, the three thousand worlds, there were definitely many morning bells and dusk drums that were nurtured, and it was reasonable that the Holy Lord of the Lieyang could get it.
The combination of two top-quality spiritual treasures is no worse than that of the most powerful treasures.
Buzz buzz…!
The power field formed by the sermon at Ding Feng's feet caused huge ripples, but Ren Chen Zhong Mu Gu bombarded him, but he could not break the defense. But every blow from his punishment ruler could make the Extreme Flame Bead explode and retreat.
"The Fiery Law. Use it for me!"
The Lieyang God reached into the void and grabbed a red chain. He saw the front end, not the back end, and did not know where to connect. The huge aura emitted made Ding Feng brow beating.
At the same time, endless flames spewed out of the body of the Lieyang God, wrapped around the red chain. The chain trembled and turned into a big net. The network was void, imprisoned the surroundings, covering Ding Feng, and shrinking rapidly.
"Does the power of the law be activated?"
Ding Feng murmured, and rushed out of the five-colored divine light from his eyebrows, breaking a passage, and he rushed out. At the same time, his body shook, and the eight-phase clones merged into one, with their strength soaring, and they opened their mouths and spoke.
"Hongmeng..."
The void ripples made the morning bell and dusk drums slow down. The extremely flamed flame bead paused slightly. The flag on the head of the Lieyang Saint Lord trembled three times, and the Lieyang Saint Lord also paused for a moment.
Swish...!
The punishment ruler fell and knocked the extremely flame beads out; the sermon flew away from his feet, suppressing the morning bell and murm drums, Ding Feng's eyebrows cracked, spewing out the light of creation, and shook the flame flag above the head of the Saint Lord of Fierce Sun for a moment.
"Infinite blow!"
At the same time, Ding Feng pointed out with his fingers that the eight-phase power in his body gathered a little, forming a little star light, breaking time and space, and pointing to the middle of the eyebrows of the Saint Lord of the Fierce Sun.
The infinite attack evolved from the Fiery Sun attack, with more power attributes and more powerful forces. The power of this attack is no less than the bombardment of the treasure.
"What a Taoist master!"
In an emergency, thousands of golden lights spewed out of the body of the Lieyang Saint Lord, turning into a small golden bowl, blocking the eyebrows. The star light fell and knocked the small golden bowl away. However, before the Lieyang Saint Lord could make other defenses, a black dot suddenly appeared and hit him.
Rumble...!
The face of the Lieyang Saint Lord changed wildly, his body stagnated, and suddenly exploded, turning into blood mist, which collapsed instantly and was absorbed.
"What kind of magical power is this?"
The true spirit of the Saint Lord Lieyang escaped, but made a horrified sound.
Swish...!
Ding Feng did not answer at all. The immortal-killing gourd flew out and emitted a bold light. He stared at the true spirit of the Saint Lord Lieyang. He turned the immortal-killing knife and wiped out his vitality.
call……!
Ding Feng burst out with a breath of turbid air and smiled. A series of attacks and killings made him highly concentrated and consumed a lot. At this time, the immortal fetus that turned into a blow to the fallen sky swallowed the body of the Saint Lord Lieyang and its broken origin, and escaped back to the body source space.
"My methods are still too monotonous!"
To be continued...