Xuantian Wushen

Chapter 1487 Sky Demon Emperor Biore (37)
"Tch! This young master will not fight with you, a combat madman." Murong Cangyu looked up at the sky, turned around, and pretended not to care.

Feng Li smiled, and said lightly: "Birou and I are not strong enough to compete with the world of mortals, if their Lord of the God Dynasty brings a large number of killing emperors who are in the realm of eternal silence, I am afraid that all of you will have to fight!" If you stay there, it will be difficult to save your head.”

In this isolated space, the cliffs have turned into powder and disappeared, and disappeared in the aftermath of the great war, but the entrance of the small world has been suspended in the void, and Feng Li and the others walked in. The rest of the killers leaned together, trembling all over, not daring to move, obviously aware of the fighting situation outside, even the Dacheng Xuanhuang was full of panic.

Seeing Feng Li approaching them, those people were even more frightened, and fell limp to the ground under the imperial power.

Of course Feng Li will not soften his heart, looking at these killers, his heart is harder than Shentie, colder than Xuanbing.He didn't want the slightest sympathy, and didn't say much, just raised his hand and wiped them all out.

It is impossible for them to destroy other small worlds right now. Leaving here, Feng Li thought about it again and again, and then told Dugu Weitian and the others that there is a good place for cultivation in the Forbidden Mountains, which is a small world of its own. For dozens of days, you can speed up your practice, and ask them if they can not go back to their family or sect for a while, and go to practice for a few months, so as to further improve their own strength.

Several people were excited when they heard the words, and immediately contacted the family sect with the Jade Communication Talisman, and then followed Feng Li to the Forbidden Mountain Range.

Coming to the Yuhua Immortal Gate, there is rich aura, singing birds and fragrant flowers, a scene of a fairyland on earth, but now it seems deserted, only Duoduo lies prone in front of the small world of Fengli and Linglong Jilian, sleeping soundly.

"Brother Feng, didn't you say that the Yuhua Immortal Sect has tens of thousands of disciples, why is there not a single one?" Cang Feng asked suspiciously, and the others looked at Feng Li in puzzlement.

Feng Li smiled faintly, "They are all cultivating in the small world, and only my little guy is guarding here."

Duoduo had already woken up, rubbed his eyes, hung on Fengli's neck with a whoosh, stretched out his little tongue to lick Fengli's mouth, babbling non-stop.

They didn't immediately enter the small world to practice. At night, everyone sat around a bonfire, which was transformed by Feng Li's Dao power. He took out a piece of savage hind leg meat and started grilling. Everyone talked about it. Issues.

During the period, Feng Li talked about the original heavenly sword, but he didn't say that he owns the original heavenly sword. Now, he has four heavenly swords in his body, one is sealed in the back mountain of Tianyao Peak, and the other three are unknown. Where, he said it because he wanted to know if Dugu Weitian, Liu Ruyan and the others had heard of the Yuanyuan Heavenly Sword.

"I've heard that there are eight original heavenly swords between heaven and earth, each representing the acme of the original heavenly way. I heard that the original heavenly way is comparable to the supreme way. If the eight swords are combined into one, it will be even more terrifying, but we don't know where they are. Brother Feng, do you want to find the origin of the Heavenly Sword?" Cang Feng said in surprise.

(End of this chapter)