Chapter 1312 The Strength of the True Son
The Holy Body Realm is a very important realm for monks in their cultivation process, and it is also a very mysterious realm!
The realm of supernatural powers was created based on the realm of holy fetus. I realized one or even several kinds of supernatural powers and mastered the power between heaven and earth. 1kanshu·cc
Many people are unable to fully unearth the secret of the Holy Fetus in their lives. This is an extremely mysterious place!
Fighting with the Holy Fetal is just one of them. Many people use the combination of the Holy Fetal to forcibly improve their combat power.
Of course, controlling the Holy Fetal War is equivalent to having an extra clone, which is also very good. However, the Holy Fetal is too important for monks. It can be said that it is fundamental. Most people will never do this.
Once the holy fetus is damaged, it will be a huge damage to the monks and may even be killed due to it. Therefore, ordinary monks will never fight with the holy fetus.
The Saint Son of Tianxuan activated the Holy Dragon and really showed a trace of the characteristics of the Dragon. His body was extremely powerful, and his dragon's mighty power was extremely powerful between the heaven and earth.
The ancient tree of life that Feng Feiyang is also very magical. Each branch stretches out like a whip of a god, emitting destructive lights.
The entire arena was completely shrouded in all kinds of lights. Ordinary people could only see all kinds of dazzling lights, and could not see clearly what was born in the middle.
Only those geniuses from all sides who are close to Ye Fan, who are infused with holy power and divine power in their eyes can see through the dazzling light!
"It's so powerful. These holy sons are fully capable of cross-level battles, and even some cultivators in the supernatural realm may not be their opponents!"
"The strongest successor of the Feng family is indeed powerful. He can actually draw with Tianxuan Saint Son without a chance to decide the winner!"
Some powerful older generation monks couldn't help but sigh that a great generation is coming, and the saints of this generation are very powerful. It is conceivable that the saints of other domains are definitely no less than these people. So many geniuses coexist in this era, which is simply a disaster.
These older generations of strong men have lived for endless years. Some have been thousands of years old, so naturally they have witnessed the rise and decline of batches of geniuses.
For many generations, there has never been such a prosperous world, and powerful holy sons have emerged from all major holy places. These people will inevitably collide violently in the near future.
Although this is a genius competition in the Southern Region, you can see the whole leopard from the prosperity of the Southern Region. It is not difficult to infer the horror of young geniuses in other regions!
"kill!"
As soon as the Tianxuan Saint Son's Holy Light Technique was released, all things did not touch their bodies, just like a god walking on the earth. 1 A palm flew towards the wind, and the destructive palm light was like the light of destruction!
"The wind steers the world!"
Feng Feiyang's voice still sounded very calm and there was no change. People could not see the changes on his face through the ghost mask, and no one knew what his expression was now.
With a low shout, Feng Feiyang stood up his palm like a knife and slashed towards the Saint Son of Tianxuan. The holy power condensed into a three-meter-long sky sword, and slashed towards the Saint Son of Tianxuan with the supreme power!
Bang!
The two of them fought head-on and burst into devastating light. The space between them was broken, which shows how terrifying this attack was!
"Ahem..."
The Tianxuan Saint Son stained his clothes with blood and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, obviously he was injured!
"puff……"
Feng Feiyang also spit out a mouthful of blood, his chest fluctuated, but he couldn't see any changes in his face!
"Holy fetus, merging!"
At this time, the Saint of Tianxuan also knew that he had encountered a strong enemy. If he didn't do his best, he would probably lose the game. This is what he would not allow!
With his voice, the dragon came back instantly, coiled around him, and gradually integrated into his body!
Crack!
The body of the Tianxuan Saint Son changed drastically. His hands turned into dragon claws, covered with golden scales, his body became much bigger, and his eyes shot out two evil lights!
At the same time, the strongest successor of the Feng family also completed the fusion of the holy fetus, but the whole person did not change at all. Perhaps it was because his whole body was shrouded under the battle suit and mask, and even if there were some changes, he could not see it.
The combination of the holy fetus means that the two will have a crazy battle and may even risk their death.
Because, although both sides did not sign a life-and-death case, there were also inevitable deaths and injuries in such competitions, but both colleges were trying their best to avoid such things. ·
In the previous few competitions, because the strong men sent by the two colleges were not stopped in time and had died and injured, this year, the two colleges each sent their vice presidents to take charge of themselves, just because they were afraid of death and injury.
boom!
Soon, the two collided again, showing their own unique skills. The Seven Slashes of the Holy Light of Tianxuan Saint Son were unparalleled and shattered the void.
Feng Feiyang's Nine Slashes are also powerful, colliding with dazzling light, and the void is constantly collapsing. If the arena is not protected by the formation pattern, it will no longer exist.
Seeing this scene made both deans frown. Even they didn't dare to be careless for such a powerful collision, for fear of something wrong.
This battle lasted for half an hour. Both sides were as bloody as the sea of qi and saints, and their saints were endless, without any intention of deciding the outcome!
"One blow will determine the outcome!"
The Saint of Tianxuan didn't want to delay because his trump card was almost finished. If this continues, even if he can win the opponent, he will definitely lose in the four-to-two game.
"Just to my wish!"
Feng Feiyang replied coldly.
The two collided again, stopped each other, prepared for the strongest attack, and decided to win and lose!
"The holy light is invincible and shines all over the world!"
The Saint Son of Tianxuan took the lead and punched out with one punch. The holy light contained but not, containing destructive power!
"The wind steers the world, nothing can be taken!"
Almost at the same time, Feng Feiyang also punched, and the sharp holy power was also contained in the fist and did not come out!
"Is this a life and death divided by one blow?"
Everyone was shocked!
This kind of invisible attack is the strongest. Once it hits a person, it can directly knock the opponent into ashes!
boom!
With a loud bang, the two of them hit each other hard, and the violent energy centered on the two of them, and even penetrated the void!
The blazing light made everyone unable to open their eyes, and even some senior masters could not see what was born in the light for a short moment.
"puff……"
Feng Feiyang walked out of the light step by step, his whole body was almost cracked, and the mask on his face almost broke. He kept spitting out blood, which showed that he was seriously injured.
"Ahem..."
The Saint of Tianxuan followed closely behind and walked out, cracked all over and his clothes turned into pieces. He was even more miserable than a beggar, his face was sallow, and he coughed violently after taking a step, and blood continued to flow out of his mouth, and blood flowed out of his ears.
"Both losers?"
Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene. The game was unprecedentedly tragic. The two of them had almost the same strength. With all their strength, both sides were injured.
The two vice presidents looked at each other and ended up holding one person, feeding them a healing pill.
The holy pills that can be taken out by the two colleges are naturally very precious. In order to avoid accidents, and to win over these geniuses, both vice deans carry the healing holy pills with them.
After the two of them took the holy pill, they immediately found a place to heal their wounds. As for who can win in the end, it can only be compared to what the two deans said.
The vice presidents of the Imperial Academy and the Immortal Academy examined their injuries respectively. Finally, they studied and discussed for a long time before making a decision. The Tianxuan Saint Son was more serious and was sentenced to lose. Feng Feiyang's injury was slightly lighter and he was judged to win!
Even if the people from Tianxuan Holy Land were not convinced, they could not refute it at all, and could only accept this fact.
The Holy Lord Tianxuan came here in person and took the Holy Son away. He transformed the holy pill and healed his wounds.
The head of the Feng family also came over to take Feng Feiyang away to heal his wounds.
The first game ended now, and everyone was thrilling.
After this game, people also had a clear understanding of the strength of true geniuses at the saint level. These young people are extraordinary. Any one of them is a loss to the entire Southern Region.
"The Saint Son of Tianxuan is too strong. As soon as the Holy Light Technique was released, almost no one was an opponent, but unfortunately he encountered the same powerful Feng Feiyang."
"The Feng family is a powerful family that has existed since the ancient times. It has experienced several emperors. Although the Feng family has never had a great emperor, there has been more than one quasi-emperor, and its foundation is quite profound."
"Although Feng Feiyang won, he also won miserably! Maybe he can't do it within a few days, right?"
"It doesn't matter. After the eight-to-four game, these geniuses will definitely be given time to recover, otherwise wouldn't it be unfair?"
Although the first game had already fallen into the ground, everyone was still talking about the situation of the game just now, talking with relish.
"The Seven Slashes of Holy Lights vs. The Nine Slashes of Tornados are equivalent to a collision between two large forces with a long history!"
"It is undeniable that they are all dragons and phoenixes among humans, darlings of heaven, and all have extraordinary strength."
"If it weren't for this game, I'm afraid they wouldn't have fought a big battle in a short time. Before entering the realm of magical powers, even the strongest successor of the imperial clan would not easily fight the life and death of the Holy Son."
People are very satisfied with this high-quality competition and are looking forward to the next competition. Can the exciting continue?
"Although Ye Fan is already very strong, he is still quite different from these real saints. There is almost no hope of advancing to the semi-finals!"
"That's right, the successor of Jubao Pavilion is definitely a real saint-level strength, and Ye Fan has no hope of advancing!"
While looking forward, someone made such a judgment again, which caused a lot of echoes.
"His grandma, uncle, these fools are so angry that I am so angry!"
Hearing those people's comments, the white-eyed wolf was so angry that his ears were erected, and his divine thoughts were transmitted: "Xiao Yezi, if you retain your strength in the next game, I promise that I will not bite you to death!"
...
...
ps: When I got home from a business trip, I didn’t see my son for two days, but I only stayed with my son for less than half an hour and then sat in front of the computer to modify the manuscript and code. Due to the operation error, I added another chapter.
For me, I ask for monthly tickets, not for bonuses, not for rewards, not for fame, but for regaining my passion.
Well, it’s seventh more, so I should be worthy of my friends and sisters’ monthly tickets.
Finally, on the second day of the month, friends and sisters, please vote for the crazy young master!
.(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!