This is Fengshen, what's the use of hard work

Chapter 337 Yuanfeng Dharma Aspect, Inheritance of Luck!
The phoenix cry that does not belong to this era resounded in the nine heavens and ten earths.

Before Ran Deng had just appeared, he was beaten back into the chaos by Yuan Feng.

The next moment, the dazzling real body of Yuanfeng broke through time and space, and then broke through chaos. In an instant, the way of fire, which is far more powerful than the power she released in the world, turned into a phoenix and soared into the sky. , Burning a sea of ​​flames in the chaos.

The Xiantian Feng clan lived in the undead volcano, ruled the avenue of space and fire, and ruled the sky.

"Lan Deng, in the chaos, still not showing its original shape?"

Yuan Feng looked at Taoist Ran Deng coldly, and said in a cold voice.

Seeing the real fire of the phoenix, Ran Deng habitually sacrificed the coffin palace lanterns, but was surprised to find that the ghost fire on the wick had suddenly extinguished on its own initiative. Trembling, hiding in the wick.

It was only then that Ran Deng remembered that the enemy facing him was the mighty Kaitian Sanzu who was reborn from the ashes of fire, and Yuanfeng who had the deepest understanding of the way of fire!

Pangu used his body to fit the three thousand ways, even though he had achieved all the powers, he still matched the eight hundred ways.

Among them, the avenue of fire is one!
After Pan Gu turned into a flood, the avenue of fire was scattered between the heaven and the earth, turning into a flood of fire.

Among them, there are ten flames, and the way of fire contained in them is extremely strong and pure, and they are the ten original original flames.

The Phoenix Clan controls two of them, Yuanfeng's Phoenix Real Fire and Suzaku's Nanming Lihuo.

Of course, the ghostly will-o'-the-wisps in the lanterns of the coffin palace are also among them.

"Pickled and broken! You are also one of the top ten original fires, and you are so cowardly!"

Ran Deng angrily put away the coffin palace lantern, but there was a voice of dissatisfaction coming from the wick.

"...It also depends on who the owner is."

Ran Dengqi's eyelids twitched, wishing to send this idiot to the list of gods.

He immediately sacrificed the measuring ruler in his hand, and the gray power of time and space was rippling in the chaos, splitting the chaotic atmosphere in front of him, drawing an eternal abyss, and blocking the phoenix fire that filled the sky.

Regardless of the fear of the coffin palace lantern, he sacrificed it directly, and a raging ghost fire suddenly ignited in the chaos.

The opponent is Yuanfeng, and Ran Deng dare not hold back at all.

She is no one else... who can release water and escape.

Ran Deng didn't have any confidence, and fled under Yuanfeng's spatial principles.

After all, he is relying on foreign magic weapons, while Yuan Feng is the real master of space.

At the time of the first robbery of the Dragon Han Dynasty, he was still a little monk hiding in the ancient tomb of gods and demons. Relying on the legacy of the ancestor of Qiankun, he proved the way of Daluo. Only then was he lucky enough to go to Zixiao Palace to listen to lectures and become a guest of three thousand mortals. one.

And then.

Yuanfeng, Zulong, and Shiqilin have already shaken the prehistoric world, dominating the sky, the four seas and the earth!

They are the prehistoric overlords who don't even care about Taoist preaching.

However, Ran Deng could detect that Yuanfeng's aura has been weakening ever since it appeared.

He was gambling in his heart at this time.

He is betting that Yuanfeng is not immortal, and it is even impossible for him to exist in the prehistoric for a long time.

Judging from his deduction all the time, only those who were killed by Di Xin himself can be controlled by him to reincarnate and manipulate cause and effect.

Yuanfeng was not killed by Di Xin, and had nothing to do with him.

The breath of Yuanfeng appeared many times, and it was only related to the Qishui River God.

Ran Deng looked at Yuan Feng leisurely, and said:
"Yuanfeng, your era has already come to an end. So what if you once ruled the sky? Don't you know that at the end of the great road, the immortal road is the peak!"

"You, Shiqilin, Zulong, Donghuang, Zuwu... Even if you dominate for a while, in the end, you are nothing but victims on the path of the misty fairy."

"This prehistoric, all kinds of avenues, in front of the immortal way, are nothing but nothing after all."

"If Pindao's guess is correct, you are not really resurrected, but a true body of Dharma, and the time left is running out."

Before Ran Deng finished speaking, Yuan Feng couldn't help but sneered and said:
"As for this seat is the real body of Faxiang, you will know after one fight."

After all, the figure of Yuanfeng around him suddenly became unreal and unpredictable, and the surrounding space seemed to be distorted by the flames.

The aura of chaos for hundreds of millions of miles is like a tsunami, and then distorted into whirlpools.

Then, Yuan Feng turned into a Dao body, lifted the white arm wrapped in Feng Yu, and grasped it in the void, and the sound of space explosion suddenly resounded in the chaos!
This kind of sound is not the sound heard by all living beings in the prehistoric, but the tremor of the Dao rhyme, the resonance of the Dao, which is the only sound that can be transmitted in the prehistoric.

The sound of explosions sounded, and all the space in front of Yuanfeng's eyes shattered like exploding stars!

The long river of time and space of Taoist Ran Deng also exploded in the explosion of the chaotic space!
The measuring ruler above the long river of time and space was directly blasted into the turbulent flow of space.

Daoist Ran Deng suffered backlash, his face was pale, he was frightened half to death.

Even though Ran Deng had heard of Yuan Feng's reputation, he had never fought against him.

In today's prehistoric times, there is only Daozu who has ever fought against Yuanfeng.

He has used the power of time and space in the sky for hundreds of millions of years. Where has he seen the real space avenue?

At this moment.

Ran Deng only had fear in his heart.

It's all the law of the great way, why the gap is so big!
Yuanfeng's aura is obviously falling all the time, why is it still so powerful?

Just when Ran Deng was shocked, Yuan Feng said in a cold voice:
"At the end of the avenue, the immortal way is the peak?"

"Ask Hongjun, does he dare to admit it?"

After Yuanfeng's words fell, a flame suddenly emerged from Yuanshen. The moment this flame appeared, she seemed to be bathed in this flame, and her aura suddenly rose rapidly. The aura was so strong that there was only one burning lamp. idea!
escape!
Don't care if you can escape!
Ran Deng hastily recalled the measuring ruler from the chaos, turned into a white light and wanted to escape!

This is rebirth from the ashes!

The strongest Taoism among Phoenix True Fire!

Even among the Great Desolate Three Thousand Ways, it is one of the most powerful Taoism!

It can make Yuanfeng's strength soar to a terrifying level, and then he will be reborn again in the ashes of fire!

however.

Daoist Ran Deng suddenly discovered that the surrounding space had been imprisoned, and the space dao measuring the sky was actually suppressed!
The power of time in the long river of time and space drawn by him has no effect at all in the space that Yuanfeng imprisoned.

Absolute space suppression, even if there is Chen Daoyun, it will not have any effect.

At this moment, Ran Deng actually saw murderous intent in Yuan Feng's eyes.

Intense murder!
She really wanted to kill herself here!
No, not possible!
Could it be that his speculation was wrong!
Could it be that Yuanfeng was visualized by the nine-headed bird, but it was a blindfold, and it was Di Xin who really resurrected Yuanfeng? ?
But at this moment, Ran Deng didn't have time to think, he gritted his teeth fiercely, his eyes were clouded, and a gloomy corpse was suddenly released from him!

Daoist Lantern, who has always boasted of his handsome appearance, has turned into an ancient coffin with a chaotic atmosphere!

I don't know what kind of material this ancient coffin is made of. It looks like copper but not copper, like jade but not jade.

As soon as this ancient coffin appeared, all kinds of forces from heaven and earth froze time and space!
In an instant, he escaped from the turbulent flow of broken space and returned to Yuanjue Cave of Lingjiu Mountain!
boom! ! !
Once the main body of the lamp appears.

In the depths of the Yuanjue Cave, the coffin bound by the chains of the Immortal Dao suddenly shook, and strong black air flowed out from the gap! !
Immortal chains were instantly shattered!

boom! !

Half of Vulture Mountain was suddenly enveloped in a dark and chilly atmosphere, and all creatures grew long black hairs, like nine ghosts.

After Ran Deng ran away, Yuan Feng sneered, and the fire in Yuanshen engulfed her directly, turning into a flame and disappearing into the chaos,

The divine consciousness of the gods stayed in the chaos for a long time, and they were shocked to find that Yuanfeng had not been reborn from the ashes, but disappeared completely from the chaos, leaving no trace of cause and effect.

"Dharma, the body of Dharma..."

"Yuanfeng wasn't resurrected by Di Xin, she's just a real body of Dharma, just like the saint of peace came out of the underworld."

"This... Yuanfeng is not reborn from the ashes, but the power of the Dharma Aspect has come to an end..."

"It's just a Dharma image, and it has such a powerful force. How strong should Yuanfeng be at its peak?"

"Pindao just wants to know, how do you feel now, in order to escape from fellow Daoist Daoist who showed his true form?"

At this time, in Yuanjue Cave.

Ran Deng, who had fled back, had already turned into a human form, and his whole body was also covered with long black hair that was filled with corpse aura.

And this time...

The undisguised spiritual thoughts of the gods and immortals came.

The pale old face of the burning lamp suddenly became more like a coffin than a coffin...

He stood there like a lightning strike.

It wasn't until the long black hair grew into his eyes that he gritted his teeth and said:

"Yuanfeng, you actually lied to the poor!"

Although Ran Deng was furious in his heart, he didn't dare to delay any longer.

Although he testified in the ancient coffin of chaos, he couldn't leak the breath of the ancient coffin of chaos.

Once it is revealed, he will be entangled by the eternal cause and effect of that corpse, ignoring time and space.

These causes and effects will devour his mind like a disaster in the world of mortals, and finally control his consciousness, allowing him to return to the place where the corpse is, turn into the body of the ancient coffin, and do what he should do.

Even if he is the deputy leader of the interpretation of education, the famous Hunyuan Daluo, who had already killed the three corpses, he still couldn't stop the power of the chaotic ancient corpse.

the reason is simple……

Just because this ancient corpse of chaos is called Patriarch Qiankun, he is one of the gods and demons of chaos, and he is in charge of the Dao of Qiankun.

His existence was extremely ancient, even older than Pangu. Before Pangu created the world, he fell for unknown reasons, leaving only a tomb of gods and demons in the chaos.

After Pangu opened up the world, this tomb of the chaotic gods and demons was left behind by luck and became the Lingshan Mountain.

The Qiankun Ruler, the companion magic weapon of the ancestor of Qiankun, was also renamed as the Quantian Ruler because it was used by Pangu to measure the heaven and the earth.

And the lamp in the tomb has also become one of the four congenital spiritual lamps.

It can be said that everything about him originated from this ancient corpse.

How can he resist the karma in the dark.

With a face ashen as the lamp, he gritted his teeth and sacrificed the coffin palace lantern, spewing out three mouthfuls of quasi-sacred blood one after another, each drop containing incomparably rich power of immortality.

I don't know whether to be angry or angry.

The coffin palace lantern in the ancient tomb is the only power he can restrain the corpse energy of chaos.

In an instant.

The lanterns of the coffin palace poured out endless ghost fires, and the raging flames directly enveloped the entire coffin mountain.

At this time, this fairy cave, which looked like a coffin, was shrouded in a terrifying formation.

A voice, half like a burning lamp and half like a ghost, came from Lingshan Mountain.

"Disciple, retreat..."

……

Prehistoric Three Realms, Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

Although Yuanfeng sealed the space, the great supernatural beings above Da Luo could still sense the battle with their divine sense.

It was said that it was a big war, but in fact there was no fight at all, and Ran Deng ran away directly.

Sure enough, it is worthy of being the No. 1 of the prehistoric running road in Di Xin's mouth.

However, the immediate concern of the gods is not whether Yuanfeng is the Faxiang...

What they care most about is the body of Taoist Burning Lamp.

The ancient coffin where the chaotic breath circulated.

"So... the rumors are true..."

"The body of Taoist Burning Lamp is an ancient chaotic coffin that has existed since the beginning of the sky..."

"That's right, he got the Dao in the ancient coffin of Chaos. It is rumored that after he got the Dao, he raped the ancient corpse in the coffin to Chaos, took the treasures of the owner in the coffin, the measuring ruler and the coffin palace lamp, and went around to deceive... For some reason, he became the deputy assistant of elucidation and education." Hierarch."

"It is said that Yuxu Palace only looks at the heel, not the heart..."

"Shhh, keep silent! A saint dares to speak out!"

……

Immortal realm on earth.

After Yuanfeng disappeared from the chaos in the fire.

Although the gods of the heavens were astonished.

But no matter Kong Xuan or Feng Jiu, their eyes were very calm.

As Yuanfeng's posthumous child, Kong Xuan naturally knew that the Yuanfeng in front of him was the Dharma image conceived by the Qishui River God.

He also knows that it is difficult for Dharma to exist continuously, and it will eventually dissipate between heaven and earth.

Until the next time it is visualized.

Kong Xuan muttered to himself and said, "Who says the face, can't be the real body?"

After Yuanfeng dissipated, Feng Jiu's body turned into fly ash and disappeared between the heaven and the earth.

However, in Zishou's eyes, the power of the Primordial Prison was circulating, and the newborn Feng Jiu appeared again, bowed to Zishou, and said:
"Master Prisoner, the power of the incense burner in the past few years has been exhausted."

Zishou nodded, actually quite satisfied with the current result.

As early as the first time when Fengjiu conferred the gods with Qishui, she began to constantly visualize Yuanfeng relying on the future non-existence scripture.

At that time on the Qishui, the surging power of incense from the human races on both sides of the strait could only make Feng Jiu imagine Yuan Feng's feathers and claws.

Now several years have passed.

The Qishui River God, as the first deity of the Great Merchants who was enshrined by the imperial edict, has received countless incenses by the Qishui River.

Now, the quilt has been squandered.

But it feels good and works well.

Five of the eighteen paths of immortal sect luck have been smashed into pieces, and the five fairy mountains have become erupting volcanoes under the real fire of the phoenix.

Even before Yuanfeng Faxiang disappeared for the last time, he calculated a lamp to let him stage Honghuang's first escape.

However, just when everyone thought Yuanfeng had ended, a phoenix cry suddenly sounded above the fate of the world.

Boo! ! !
Before Feng Jiu finished speaking, she suddenly raised her head.

I saw that the luck of this flying bird that should have belonged to Yuanfeng did not disappear after Yuanfeng disappeared. Luck falls like falling feathers!
In an instant, Feng Jiu's whole body was blessed by the luck of the bird clan, and her aura continued to rise, and there was a kind of coercion of Feng Zu shooting out of her eyes.

Immortal realm on earth.

The remaining dozen or so immortal sects thought they would escape.

But he saw a nine-headed divine bird soaring into the sky, carrying the luck of the bird clan, and bumped into the sixth immortal sect.

(End of this chapter)