"Who of you dares to fight me!"

Yang Feng's voice echoed through that area, and a steady stream of cosmic energy swept in from all directions, sinking into the devouring black hole above him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Every time he took a breath, Yang Feng became even stronger.

The nine strong clans were silent, and none of the peerless Tianjiao came out to fight Yang Feng.

"The Nine Powerful Clans are nothing more than that!"

"My Terran Heavenly Saint is the invincible overlord of this era!!"

"This era is the era of our human race after all!"

“......”

There were bursts of voices in the Terran Supreme Council, and the powerhouses in the Terran Supreme Council looked at Yang Feng, and a flash of excitement flashed in their eyes.

A strange glint flashed in the eyes of the Purple Star Saint, and he said slowly: "It's really terrifying, he has become so strong." Even the Blue Dragon Emperor was no match for him. It was really unexpected. ”

The cyan star saint was a little unconvinced: "It's just relying on the power of the emperor-level secret treasure." ”

The Purple Star Saint chuckled and said, "The consumption of Emperor-level Secret Treasures is so huge! He can envoy three Emperor-level Secret Treasures at the same time, which is also his ability. Otherwise, why didn't Emperor Jianzhu use other emperor-level secret treasures?"

Every Emperor-level Secret Treasure is infinitely powerful. However, the powerhouses of the Holy Spirit Warlock level generally make an emperor-level secret treasure is already the limit.

That [Xi Divine Armor] was an emperor-level secret treasure that Yang Feng personally refined and was connected to his hard work, and that [Qingyang Halberd] recognized Yang Feng as his master. Yang Feng's consumption of these two emperor-level secret treasures was relatively small, so he could use the third secret treasure [Pearl of Time].

Of course, using three emperor-level secret treasures at the same time is already Yang Feng's limit, and he can only use these three emperor-level secret treasures at the same time in a very short period of time.

The Brilliant Great Sage looked at Yang Feng, and a look of relief flashed in his eyes: "It's really amazing, he has grown to this point." It is worthy of the peerless pride of this era!"

When Yang Feng resurrected the Brilliant Great Sage, he was just a Celestial Sea-level powerhouse. In such a short period of time, he was promoted to the rank of Holy Spirit Sorcerer. The speed of progress even amazed the Brilliant Great Sage.

The Phoenix Emperor said lightly: "This time, even if our nine clans are defeated!!, according to the agreement, please hand over a [Heaven and Earth Divine Root] Tree Branch Floating Continent to us." ”

Yang Feng said: "After the agreed Immortal Spring is delivered, we will naturally hand over the [Heaven and Earth Divine Root] branch floating continent to you. ”

"Okay, within ten days, we'll deliver the Fountain of Immortality. ”

One after another the light shone, and the nine strong clans left directly from here, turning into streamers and flying away in all directions.

"Yang Feng, I'm also very interested in the [Heaven and Earth Divine Root] branch floating in the Sky Continent. It's better to have a gambling war between us. The bet is on your Battle Demon Sect's [Heaven and Earth Divine Root] branch floating in the Sky Continent?"

A cyan wind surrounded him, and that wind saint Feng Xuanzhen walked towards this side step by step, looking at Yang Feng, his eyes flashing with scorching battle intent.

When dealing with the aliens, Allah appeared and stood on the side of the Terrans. After the alien race retreated, Feng Xuanzhen challenged Yang Feng, upright and upright.

"Wind Saint Feng Xuanzhen, he actually dared to challenge Yang Feng, didn't he die?"

"Not necessarily, after all, he is the man who once defeated the Lord of the Dawn. If it weren't for Yang Feng, he would definitely be the most outstanding peerless Tianjiao of the human race in this era!!"

“......”

The voices of discussion came from the side, and all eyes were focused on Yang Feng and Feng Xuanzhen.

"Is that him? the man in the prophecy!!"

"He is the man in the prophecy, destined to be invincible in an era of peerless pride. ”

"Finally appeared, he may be Yang Feng's destined enemy!!"

“......”

The eyes of the Holy Spirit Warlocks and powerhouses of the six great dynasties in the Supreme Council of the Terran Race all fell on Feng Xuanzhen, full of solemnity.

Although the number of prophetic warlocks among human warlocks is extremely rare, most of them have extremely accurate predictions. In each of the six dynasties, there have been people who have used prophetic warlocks to predict the future of this era of the Cosmic Tribulation, and in the mouths of those prophetic warlocks, the invincible human warlocks of this era have a wind word in their names.

That Feng Xuanzhen had already defeated the Lord of the Dawn, so only he could be the powerhouse of the era of invincibility in the mouth of the prophetic warlock.

A strange glint flashed in Yang Feng's eyes, and he smiled faintly and said, "I want my Battle Demon Sect's [Heaven and Earth Divine Root] Floating Continent." Interesting, what are you betting with me? If you lose, are you going to give me the entire Storm Plane, and make me the master of the Storm Plane?"

Feng Xuanzhen smiled slightly and said, "My Fenglan plane is one of the thirty-six main material planes, and it can give birth to the plane of the Warlock Emperor level powerhouse. Although the degree of recovery is far from that of the plane of the sky, it has also recovered rapidly. The value is far superior to that of your Battle Demon Sect's [Heaven and Earth Divine Root] Branch Floating Continent. Don't you think it's unfair to have such a gambling war?"

Yang Feng said: "Since you are a challenger, it is natural to pay a little more price." Of course, you can also refuse, and I will not force you. ”

"Haha! I'd love to agree to your terms. But the Fenglan Continent is the home of countless of my subordinates. Although I am 100% confident, I will not gamble with their fate. I want to fight you, that's the bet. If you lose, I don't want anything. If you win, it will be yours. ”

Feng Xuanzhen smiled heroically, stretched out his hand a little, and thirty-six [Immortal Spring] suddenly flew out, flying directly to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng looked at the thirty-six [Immortal Spring], a scorching color flashed in his eyes, and he chuckled: "[Immortal Spring], okay! I promise to fight with you!"

The Fountain of Immortality is a favorite treasure of the Holy Spiritsman. That [Fountain of Immortality] contains a trace of immortal sacredness, which can enhance the cultivation of the Holy Spirit Warlock and restore the body and soul of the Holy Spirit Warlock, which is extremely precious.

Feng Xuanzhen said lightly: "You fought continuously just now, and the consumption was extremely great! recover well, I'll wait for you!"

Yang Feng smiled slightly, and a pool of [Immortal Spring] flew above him, and the huge Immortal Spring was scattered and submerged into his body.

Under the nourishment of the [Immortal Spring], the injuries and fatigue caused by the fierce battle between Yang Feng and the Blue Dragon Emperor and the other three peerless Heavenly Masters were all recovering rapidly.

"I'm all right! Come on, Feng Xuanzhen, let's fight with all our might!"

An hour later, Yang Feng opened his eyes suddenly, countless bright lights shone from his eyes, and the [Qingyang Halberd] in his hand pointed directly at Feng Xuanzhen, his eyes were full of scorching battle intent.

Feng Xuanzhen smiled slightly, hurricanes intertwined around his body, one after another extremely secret spells appeared outside his body, and an invisible saint-level secret treasure [Wind God Armor] shrouded his body.

A colorless hurricane flashed slightly, and a pair of completely transparent saint-level secret treasures [Wings of the Wind God] also appeared behind Feng Xuanzhen.

The [Wind God Necklace], [Wind God Ring], and [Wind God Boots] on that Feng Xuanzhen's body all shone and resonated.

Yang Feng's eyes shone with countless spell marks, and he said slowly: "The set of the saint-level secret treasure?"

The set secret treasure in the saint-level secret treasure is composed of many saint-level secret treasures, and through the way of power resonance, it is infinitely close to the treasure of the emperor-level secret treasure.

The saint-level secret treasure set did not have much effect on the powerhouses of the Warlock Emperor level, but for the Holy Spirit Warlocks and the powerhouses of the Great Sage-level, it was one of the means by which they could compete against the powerhouses of the same level who held the emperor-level secret treasures.

A Holy Spirit Warlock equipped with the same type of Emperor-level Secret Treasure and Saint-level Secret Treasure Set, the combat power that can be exerted is not much different. However, the consumption of that Saint-level Secret Treasure was much less than that of the Emperor-level Secret Treasure.

"Naturally, the set of the saint-level secret treasure alone will not work!"

Feng Xuanzhen smiled slightly, flipped his hand, and an emperor-level secret treasure [Wind Master] that exuded immortal imperial power, but could not see the blade, suddenly appeared in his hand.

As soon as the [Lord of the Wind] appeared, an incomparably terrifying storm appeared around Feng Xuanzhen's body, as if tearing everything apart, cutting everything to pieces, which was terrifying.

"Yang Feng, this is my self-created secret method [Wind Sacred Codex], please advise!!"

A strange light flashed in Feng Xuanzhen's eyes, and with a wave of [Wind Domination], in an instant, within a radius of dozens of light years, the cosmic energy was suddenly triggered, forming a cosmic storm that swept through dozens of light years.

In the midst of that terrifying cosmic storm that could easily destroy a sixth-level plane, one hundred and eight thousand terrifying swords containing the mystery of wind and the mystery of power descended from the sky, filling the heavens and the earth, and slashing towards Yang Feng.

"It's so strong!"

"This is the Wind Saint Feng Xuanzhen!The power of this sword can even severely damage a Great Sage-level powerhouse!!"

"What a monster!!"

“......”

The faces of the onlookers at the Holy Spirit Warlock level powerhouses changed drastically one by one, and many of the Holy Spirit Warlock level powerhouses turned pale. Unless they were in their own plane and blessed with the power of all the races of their own race, it would be impossible for them to resist the terrifying sword formed with the help of the power of the universe.

"It's so strong, it's worthy of a man who once defeated the Lord of Dawn!"

A scorching color flashed in Yang Feng's eyes, and he stabbed the sky with the [Qingyang Halberd] in his hand, and ten rounds of cyan suns were born out of the sky, suppressing the four poles and eight desolations.

The ten cyan suns shone endlessly, forming a cyan sunlight barrier.

The 108,000 swords containing the mystery of wind and power tore the stars and slashed above the cyan sunlight barrier, slashing the cyan sunlight barrier into a trembling and rippling ripple.

After the 108,000 sword rays collapsed, one sword ray after another still derived from the cosmic storm, almost endlessly, frantically slashing above the Ten Yang Enchantment.