[Chapter 731: Monster? Master of the Five-Colored Brocade!]

In the entire Jokhang Temple, no one knows the so-called Five Treasures Blood Refining Method, so as a side branch of the Jokhang Temple, and even got the Buddha seal of the Jokhang Temple, it is possible to become the heir of the Jokhang Temple.

This method of blood refining of the Five Treasures is weird and special, harming itself, and it doesn't look like the great kung fu of Buddhism.

Feng Ziyue knew that there must be a secret in it, but at this time, he had no intention of exploring this matter carefully, after all, a battle with the master of the five-colored brocade was already imminent!

Although he is full of confidence, it does not mean that he can ignore this decisive battle.

The opponent is a master who transcends the ascension and surpasses the imagination of the realm of breaking the void!

Even if he goes the wrong way, there will be great power in his gestures!

In the course of this year, Feng Ziyue has to precipitate the gains, especially in the battle with the Chu madman, the comprehension of the power of the gathering of heaven and earth must be further excavated, if he can get the essence of it, he will be sure to win the next battle!

Retreat.

In the Jokhang Temple, all the grandmasters, retreat together and carefully refer to it.

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The day of the decisive battle is getting closer and closer.

This year was a rare peaceful day in the Dongming Continent in recent years.

The Heavenly Gate and the four major sects all stopped fighting openly and secretly, as if they were waiting.

Especially Tianmen, once it changed its aggressive posture, after the duckweed Cangsheng released the information that Feng Ziyue and the master of the five-colored brocade were fighting, there was no sound for nearly a year.

Even, he never mentioned to Feng Ziyue about his nephew's floating dust, and ignored his life and death.

The floating fairy sleeve, who was originally determined to save his nephew, was also closed under the strict order of the duckweed.

Even the Demon Cult forces, which had been in the dust, seemed to have no news.

The entire Dongming Continent seems to be waiting for a battle between Feng Ziyue and the master of the five-colored Jinfan.

The sun rises in the east, and the sun shines in ten thousand ways.

In the endless sea, the five-colored brocade sailing boat is a lonely boat, floating in the vast smoke waves.

Above the throne, it was still empty.

But the dragon mad mother-in-law stood aside respectfully, with a look of deep fear.

The disciples were even more trembling, kneeling on the ground, and many of their bodies were trembling incessantly.

The five-color brocade master is back!

It's just that...... The way this comes back is really ......

Tang Wan'er's face was pale, she knelt at the end, her fists clenched tightly, and in her eyes, in addition to fear, there was anger.

Silence.

There is not even a trace of wind on the sea, and the turquoise water reflects the golden light under the sunlight, which is peaceful and quiet.

The sky is as blue as a jewel.

All of a sudden!

A cold wind blew, and the brocade sails on the ship swelled up all of a sudden, waving flags and hunting!

The face of the dragon mad mother-in-law showed a look of fear and helplessness.

Burst!

Hearing only a crisp sound, the white-clothed disciple kneeling at the front suddenly exploded his head, and a rain of blood rushed straight into the sky!

The rain of blood reached the air and suddenly disappeared out of thin air!

Before the white-clothed disciple could even exclaim, he rolled limply to the ground, his blood staining the deck red.

The disciples gritted their teeth with grief and indignation, but none of them dared to say a word.

On the throne, a blood-colored figure gradually formed, hazy and unreal.

"Long live the master!"

"Hooray, hooray, hooray!"

The dragon mad mother-in-law, knelt down first, and all the disciples lowered their heads together, and the mountain shouted long live.

The master of the five-colored brocade smiled miserably, the blood blurred figure, and waved his hand, "Disciples, stand down......"

There was a lack of breath in his voice, with a hint of exhaustion and weakness.

A group of white-clothed disciples, in silence, scattered and retreated, and entered the cabin, and the disciple who died first had someone come to clean up the body and clean the deck.

The blood stains on the deck were quickly washed away, but the dark red mark was already full of the entire five-colored brocade sailboat, and no matter what, it could not be erased.

Returning from the master of the five-color brocade, many disciples have died.

"Dragon's Maniac ......"

Seeing a group of five-colored brocade sailing ship disciples, all stepping into the cabin, the blood-colored figure on the throne before he spoke, his tone was filled with infinite sighs and pain.

"Master, don't worry, in a few days, when you understand the realm of transcendence and ascension, you will be able to ......"

The owner of the five-colored brocade sail waved his hand.

"Dragon Maniac, you don't have to comfort me, one wrong step, all the games are lost, I have come this far, it is impossible to turn back......"

The face of the dragon mad mother-in-law suddenly dimmed, and she couldn't help but burst into tears.

"The host ......"

"It doesn't have to be this way!"

The master of the five-colored brocade sighed and shook his head vigorously, "Now that the matter is now, I am just waiting for the battle with Feng Ziyue, after this battle, this kind of day should be over......"

"And ...... How much longer?"

He stared blankly at the infinite sky and sea, and muttered and asked.

"One month to go......"

The dragon mad granny gritted her teeth and nodded in response.

"That's not bad," the owner of the five-colored brocade let out a rare chuckle, "There is another first day of junior high school, and once fifteen, and the time will come." ”

On the first and fifteenth days of the first month, a disciple must die in order to maintain his stay in this world.

"Don't worry, I will definitely kill Feng Ziyue and be angry for you......"

The tone of the owner of the five-colored brocade sail was indifferent, but it was full of resolute momentum, as if he was talking about something that would inevitably happen.

"Don't look at me like this, after all, I'm still a master of transcending ascension. ”

He smiled bitterly, and the blood-colored figure kept trembling.

The dragon mad mother-in-law turned her head, she really couldn't bear to listen to it anymore, the dignified five-colored brocade master, crisscrossing the four seas, what a spirit, until today, I didn't expect it to become such a monster, how can this be embarrassing?

"Duckweed! Feng Ziyue! It's all the two of you, causing my master to become like this, I must avenge this revenge!"

The dragon mad mother-in-law roared heartbreakingly, but in the roar, it was full of despair.

"Duckweed?"

The master of the five-colored brocade sneered, "He is indeed kind to me, but for so many years, everything I have done is enough, and I have to repay this fraudulent revenge!"

"After Feng Ziyue, I must kill him!"

His roar shook the surface of the sea, and suddenly, the waves were stormy, and the sea, which had just been a vast expanse of blue water, suddenly became dim.

The wind and rain came suddenly, and the entire five-color brocade sailboat was in the huge waves, jolting non-stop, only the wild laughter of the owner of the five-color brocade sail was still not stopped.

In the cabin, Tang Wan'er's complexion changed again and again.