Fantasy: Start with three thousand holy lands and create the Hall of Yama

cough cough.

The white-haired boss crushed the sword energy, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

And this is just one scene in the battlefield.

Supernatural powers are rampant.

A sage couldn't compete at all, and was overwhelmed by countless magical powers.

His body was shattered, and his soul was shattered.

In an instant, he fell directly on the spot.

A sage is considered a peerless powerhouse in the Canglan Realm.

But in front of a battlefield of this level, he seemed extremely weak, not even much stronger than ordinary disciples.

Rumble.

Just now.

In the depths of the Wanmo Sect, a majestic coercion descended, and a terrifying aura gradually recovered.

The majestic breath spread and swept around.

at this moment.

Feng Yu and the others had heavy faces, feeling the pressure.

There is no doubt that there is a person with such an aura.

Only the quasi-emperor.

It's just that although this aura dominates the world and has a powerful coercion that sweeps across the galaxy, it is a little weak in the aura.

This is a symbol of the short lifespan and the retreat of qi and blood.

The quasi-emperor of Wan Mozong has lived for too many years, even if he is asleep, his lifespan is not long.

"The quasi-emperor dares to destroy my Myriad Demon Sect even if he doesn't come out?"

An old voice descended with unimaginable power, and the voice seemed to carry laws, which made Feng Yu and the others look heavy.

"I don't need Emperor Zhun to kill you, I've waited enough!"

Feng Yu seemed not to be affected, and said in a cold voice. .

Chapter 67

"ridiculous!"

A roar came from the depths of the Wanmo Sect, Zhundi had half a foot into the realm of the Great Emperor, and had already transcended the holy realm.

It is the pinnacle of humanity.

Now there is a great sage shouting wildly that he can be beheaded without the need of Emperor Zhun.

How could this quasi-emperor bear it.

bang.

The voice fell.

A giant hand that held up to the sky shot out from the depths, with a divine radiance that illuminated the entire world, and the complicated Dao patterns flowed, shining with a strange light.

The terrifying coercion swept across, and many people in the Yan Luo Palace were overwhelmed, with a little horror in their eyes.

This is the power of the quasi-emperor?

Even if his life essence was about to dry up and his qi and blood had receded, he still had monstrous power, even just a wisp of breath was enough to frighten them.

But this is only the surprise of the sages.

On the other hand, the eyes of everyone in Yan Luo Palace at the level of the Great Sage remained the same as usual without any change.

It's not that Zhundi and the others have encountered it before, and they have even actually killed them.

black march.

The world they were in before was an extremely terrifying force. The three thousand holy lands, together with the supernatural powers of combined strikes, possessed extremely terrifying power.

Maybe it can't compete with the existence of the Great Emperor.

But Zhundi, they can still contend with him.

"Boss! Get ready!" Feng Hong shouted in Feng Yu's direction.

This is the quasi-emperor who is preparing to use the joint strike supernatural power to face the Wanmo sect.

otherwise.

Even if they wanted to kill this quasi-emperor, they would suffer heavy losses.

At the back of the practice, even if there is a small realm apart, it is extremely terrifying.

Not to mention.

They are quite different.

and.

Quasi Emperor.

It means that the opponent's soul or physical body has entered the realm of the Great Emperor. With the physical body of the Great Emperor, the Dao pattern is dense, and they can ignore the law. It is difficult for them to compete.

even.

In just one thought, everyone in Yan Luo Palace can lose many powerful people.

In this regard.

At the moment when the quasi-emperor of the Wanmo sect appeared, they were ready to use the supernatural power of combined strikes.

This is Taiqing Tianshu.

It is possible to fuse the cultivation bases of all people together, force one person to evolve, the cultivation base grows, and the physical body transforms.

It can allow a monk to greatly improve his cultivation in a short period of time.

It's just that this kind of secret technique is effective, but it also has many disadvantages.

Once used, there will be a period of weakness for several months.

And this time.

The [-] saints present will all use Taiqing Tianshu to forcibly raise Feng Yu's cultivation level.

"Start"! "Feng Yu gave a low drink.

The voice fell.

All the monks present in Yan Luo Temple burst out with endless divine light, and a picture of Yin and Yang appeared above their heads.

then.

These yin and yang diagrams turned into a rainbow light, which directly merged into Feng Yu's body.

at that moment.

A supreme aura erupted, with divine power like hell, and the majestic coercion was not weaker than the quasi-emperor of the Wanmo Sect.

Even stronger.

In an instant.

Feng Yu's figure is radiant, his energy and blood are like a river of stars, boundless, making people feel hopeless.

Under this aura, the white-haired old man of Wan Mo Sect felt a trace of despair.

He actually felt the same aura as his ancestors from the strong man in Yan Luodian.

Quasi Emperor.

The strong man in Yan Luodian actually stepped into the quasi-emperor.

"What kind of secret technique is this, why does it allow Rang to forcibly step into the quasi-emperor!"

The white-haired old man was completely dumbfounded.

This kind of heaven-defying secret technique has never been heard before.

He was able to raise the combat power of the great sage to quasi-emperor.

This is simply too far-fetched.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed such nonsense.

"Destroy!"

After stepping into the quasi-emperor realm, Feng Yu waved his big hand, and a ray of divine light shot out, standing on the giant hand of Qingtian with monstrous power.

bang.

Suddenly, the giant hand of Qingtian shattered with a bang, and there was a deafening explosion. In front of this terrifying power, the buildings of the Wanmo sect disappeared in an instant.

Except for a few holy realms, all the other monks of the Wanmo Sect were reduced to dust, without even a chance to scream.

The great battle of the quasi-emperor, even if it is just the aftermath of the battle, is not something ordinary monks can participate in, as long as they face it head-on.

That is death.

A monk of this level is too terrifying.

If it weren't for the presence of the void blockade formation, with the explosive power of the two of them, they could destroy almost everything in the Wanli area.

hum.

With a big wave of Feng Yu's hand, he arrested the rest of Yan Luodian, and then put them behind his back, forming seals in his hands, and a large formation emerged to protect them in front of them.

"I didn't expect that the old man could still see such a heaven-defying secret technique, forcibly raising the cultivation base of the great sage to quasi-emperor!"

An old voice sounded, amidst the smoke and dust.

An old man came out slowly. His face was extremely old, and he even had a corrupt aura on his body. He looked like an old man half buried in the ground, and he could clearly see the signs of his life coming to an end.

It's just that the coercion of the old man is extremely terrifying, even if half of it is buried in the ground, it is dozens of times stronger than the Holy Land, or even more.

"." The quasi-emperor is on the second level, and your blood is now retreating, and your combat power is not as good as [-]% of your heyday. Your Myriad Demon Sect has no chance."

Feng Yu looked like an emotionless robot, with a pair of cold eyes scanning the rest of the Wan Mo Sect.

In the great battle just now, the Wanmo Sect was almost wiped out, leaving only the few holy realms left and this quasi-emperor.

"Humph."

"Forcibly relying on secret techniques to improve your cultivation base, even if you have reached the realm, it is impossible to be my opponent."

"Even if the old man doesn't have the strength in his heyday, it's still easy to kill you."

"If you don't really step into this realm, you will not be able to control it 100% after all, even if you are now at the third level of quasi-emperor."

"After all, it is an external force, and you cannot control it perfectly."

Emperor Zhun of Wan Mozong snorted coldly, feeling amused by Feng Yu's words.

Although Feng Yu's realm has reached the quasi-emperor third level, and his realm is even more terrifying than in his heyday, but this is only external force after all.

It is not self-comprehension, which can be displayed at 100%.

In fact, being able to play half of it is considered extremely (okay) amazing.

to be honest.

In the eyes of Emperor Zhun of Wanmozong, Feng Yu is just a man with brute force, who can only use brute force, but cannot truly display the ultimate strength.

"Then you may be disappointed!"

"Don't say it's just the second level of the quasi emperor like you, even the third level of the quasi emperor in its heyday, I have killed it!"

Feng Yu said indifferently.

As the leader of the Black Marching Army, in order to bombard Zhundi, they often use Taiqing Tianshu, Feng Yu has become very accustomed to Zhundi's power.

It may not be possible to 100% exert the strength of this realm.