Fantasia: The Beginning Of The Congenital Sacramental Body

Feng Wu fell.

With a deep sigh like torture, everyone on the chariot was not very interested.

Dare to ask God, can you prove immortality?

This is what countless people want to ask. Generations of heroes have gone on and on, blood-stained the starry sky, in order to pursue such a dream. I don’t know how many people buried their bones in a foreign land, leaving their graves alone. , people may have given up long ago.

The two elders were depressed for a moment, and then cheered up. At their age, it is no longer the most important thing to be diligent about the Dao.

"Your Highness Ninth Prince, as far as we know, this Feng Wu is a descendant of a king in the Holy Land of Taiyi. He was born with a son and loved him very much. Now that he has fallen in front of you, there may be troubles."

The elder's words made Xia Yunsheng think deeply, and asked, "He dares to do it?"

"His Royal Highness, he really dares... that person is about to die, and he is the black glove of the Taiyi Holy Land in this Dao Domain. He founded an organization called 'Black Sky Pirates', and there are a group of vicious people under him. Specializing in the surrounding area, searching for resources and transporting them back to the Holy Land of Taiyi, if he finds out that his only son is dead, he might do something crazy."

The elder replied with a wry smile.

Xia Yunsheng raised his eyebrows. It is inevitable that there will be some darkness when the power is strong. It’s good to go back at the original speed.”

"Don't you really need to notify the clan in advance?" the elder hesitated.

"I have the numbers."

After Xia Yunsheng answered, he sank directly into a state of tranquility, and carefully figured out the second secret of the universe.

...

Tai One Holy Land.

The cloudy mountains are tall and misty, the Taoist temple is majestic, there are white dragons roaring to the sky, red lins offering blessings, and a halo of seven colors shrouds the holy land, making this place look like a fairyland left behind and independent.

Taiyi Hall.

Feng Wuxie sat on the cloud bed, breathing out the energy of the ten directions, and countless colorful brilliance lingered around him. There were thirty thousand of them. , the appearance is the same as Feng Wuxie.

Suddenly, one of the villains was shattered, Feng Wuxie suddenly opened his eyes, smiled, and said solemnly: "Twins of Taiyi? After today, there will only be one son of the Holy Land of Taiyi, and that is me."

He stood up slowly, stood outside the gate of the main hall with his hands behind his back, smiled and said to himself:

"Xia Yunsheng? No matter how strong you are, what can you do? The battle for the great way has never been just about swords and swords."

At this time, a little girl with a bun in a bun hurried over and said in a panic, "Holy Son, the soul jade belonging to Senior Brother Feng Wu is broken, and the sect is in chaos."

Feng Wuxie's body shook, his eyes turned red, and he looked sad, and disappeared here in a flash.

Tianhun Square.

This is the place where his Taiyi Holy Land disciples put the soul jades. Every beam of light represents a Taiyi True Inheritance. At this time, among the several soul jades belonging to the Holy Son sequence, the soul jade belonging to Feng Wu has been broken. Only a few fragments remained.

Many people and disciples gathered in this place, filled with righteous indignation.

"Who is it? If you dare to kill a person who is a holy child of the Taiyi Holy Land, you must exterminate this person to show the majesty of my Holy Land!"

"Bring that man! Soul refinement, skinning, and sky lantern lighting!"

"If this kind of thing cannot be severely punished, what is the majesty of my Holy Land?"

"It's Brother Wuxie who is here."

Feng Wuxie's footsteps were messy in a hurry, and hurriedly separated from the crowd, staring at Hunyu with red eyes, tears streaming down:

"Junior Brother Feng, this... how dare he?! I hurt you, I should stop you!"

He was very sad, yelling in pain, and his mournful voice turned into sound waves, making the surrounding disciples feel that their spirits were being hit, and they all retreated.

"This... Wuxie's Wannian Jue has already reached perfection. Just the emotional fluctuations have shocked our spirits. How terrifying would it be if we broke out with all our strength?"

"Hey, in the Holy Land, Senior Brother Wuxie and Senior Brother Feng have the best relationship. They started at the same time and grew up listening to the same Supreme Elder."

"This kind of friendship is not much worse than that of brothers, right?"

Many disciples sighed secretly and began to discuss.

"Junior Brother Wuxie, the Sri Lankan is dead, please mourn."

Yang Xiong, who also belonged to the rank of Son of Taiyi, stepped forward and patted Feng Wuxie on the shoulder.

Although his strength is stronger than Feng Wuxie's, but his age has passed the prime time, his potential is limited, and he is just called a holy son.

"Senior Brother Yang, needless to say, I will definitely find that person to avenge Junior Brother Feng!"

Feng Wuxie raised his red eyes and gritted his teeth.

At this time, the sky suddenly fluctuated violently, and a domain gate burst open, and the other end of the gate could be faintly seen as a dangerous place with raging black mist.

A middle-aged man wearing a pitch-black Taoist robe and a copper crown with a knife mark on one eye rushed out of it, and arrived at Tianhun Square in a flash. When he saw the shattered piece of jade, he was suddenly shocked Roaring up to the sky, turbid tears flowed down, all the disciples flew upside down by the terrifying aura, spurting a mouthful of blood wildly.

"It's Master Feng Jie!"

A disciple said that he was full of fear.

"Say, who killed my son!"

Feng Wuxie only felt a flash in front of his eyes, the man had already approached and strangled him by the throat.

"Feng... Uncle Feng, please kill me. Junior brother learned that Xia Yunsheng, the Ninth Prince of the Great Xia Dynasty, came to the Taiyi Realm. He was not angry with his title of 'No Beginning', and went to challenge him. I didn't expect...I didn't expect that. Xia Yun's strength is so small, he killed his junior brother!"

Feng Wuxie Wannian Jue is extremely active, and the soul of the whole person is trapped in sad emotions. This great method divides the soul and refines the power of emotions. Not only can it control others, but it can be cultivated to the extreme to shape the ever-changing personality of three thousand people. No, it is the most weird and extremely difficult to detect.

At this moment, Feng Wuxie seemed to have lost all hope, and felt extremely sad.

Feng Jie stared at him blankly, the light in one eye was dimmed, he suddenly let go of Feng Wuxie, and roared to the sky: "Xia Yunsheng!"

boom!

His body shook, and he rushed towards the domain gate like a dragon.

"Junior Brother, you have really decided."

A leisurely sigh resounded, and at some point in front of the Domain Gate appeared a figure in green clothes. His face was enveloped by the green aura, and he couldn't see clearly. There were three thousand divine rings behind his head, each of which was a big world.

"Holy Master, are you going to stop me?"

Feng Jie asked with a trembling voice.

The person in front of him is the master of Taiyi Holy Land.

"Junior Brother, that man is Xia Wujiang's son."

"So what? I, Feng Jie, only have this one son!"

Feng Jie growled.

The Lord Taiyi stopped talking, stared at Feng Jie heavily, and suddenly moved away:

"The matter here is your own decision, and has nothing to do with Tai Yi."

Feng Jie's expression eased, and he said in a low voice: "After killing that thief, I will kiss Daxia Xianchao, kill or cut, I admit it!"

"well!"

Lord Taiyi nodded slightly, sighed, and his figure gradually faded away and disappeared without a trace.

Feng Jie took a deep breath and rushed into the domain gate.

Below, the corners of Feng Wuxie's mouth, with his head lowered and trembling, slowly curled up in a triumphant arc.

PS: The author Jun Wugeng is not too slow. Feilu is average, and they are all big chapters. Compared with others, they are only a lot more, and 40,000 words per day is still enough... Don’t rush the judges.