I picked up a property.

"This space and time is indeed very strange. Even my immortal body is restrained, but so what?"

The Lord of Gray Mist waved his hands casually, his movements were not restricted, and frightening and terrifying power burst out from his palms.

It was a kind of magical power that Feng Xia had never seen before. It was full of domineering determination, but it was held back in the palm of the Lord of Gray Mist.

It is conceivable that once this magical power breaks out, it will definitely be earth-shattering!

"Without my immortal body, I am still countless times more powerful than you. The gap between you and me is wider than the abyss. With just one thought, I can kill you countless times."

Feng Xia smiled: "You can give it a try."

The Lord of Gray Mist raised his eyebrows, feeling extremely surprised. Feng Xia's attitude at this moment showed no signs of panic.

It stands to reason that even if Feng Xia makes a breakthrough in cultivation, he will still be at the level of a God Lord, and even if he loses his immortality, he still has the strength of an emperor.

The gap between the two is so big that it cannot be measured in miles!

Why is Feng Xia so calm?

"You panic."

Seeing this situation, Feng Xia's smile grew thicker: "Ying Daoyi, does the panic you are feeling right now come from the memory of the creatures in the Styx, or does it come from your heart?"

Ying Daoyi's laughter suddenly choked.

Feng Xia shook his head and continued to smile: "Have you not noticed yet? Although you have broken free from the shackles of Tianxin's furnace, you already have a human heart, a heart that belongs to this universe, and... it is still An ordinary heart.”

"you--"

Almost as soon as the words fell, Ying Daoyi couldn't help but panic again.

It didn't take him long to react, and he became angry from embarrassment. A gray avenue erupted from his palm. In an instant, a large square seal condensed and fell towards Feng Xia Gai.

click-

Feng Xia had no power to resist, and the big gray seal didn't even touch him. Just the coercion released when it fell completely wiped him out!

boom boom boom boom-

The Lord of the Gray Mist caught up and made more than ten seals, then stopped panting.

Sweat dripped down his fingertips, landed at his feet and evaporated again. The Lord of Gray Mist subconsciously glanced at it, and then stood there stunned, feeling an unprecedented sense of absurdity: "I...are actually here?" Sweating?"

Not to mention that cultivating a true god is already extraordinary, and the physical body is transformed into a divine body. Unless you encounter extreme circumstances, it is impossible to break out in a cold sweat.

With his current emperor-level strength, he could kill Feng Xia. Even if he used a variety of great magical powers continuously, he would never be exhausted to this extent!

"Ying Daoyi, does the panic you are feeling at this moment come from the memory of the creatures in the Styx, or does it come from your heart?"

Feng Xia's voice rang in his ears again, and Ying Dao Yi felt even more panicked. He roared like crazy, and big gray seals blasted out in all directions, blasting all the light flowing in all directions into pieces. After a while, he stopped panting again, with disbelief in his eyes.

Emperor realm cultivation is endless, and in less than a breath, his magic power has returned to its peak without any loss.

His avenue is still as prosperous as a dragon, more blazing than the stars, enough to illuminate every corner of the universe.

However, Ying Daoyi noticed that his power was limited to this strange existence and could not be transmitted very far.

More importantly, it was clear that his Dao, magic power, spiritual consciousness, etc. were all at their peak, yet he actually felt intensely tired.

A feeling of exhaustion from the soul invaded his entire consciousness.

"Illusion! It's all an illusion!"

Ying Daoyi shouted angrily again, and the big gray seals blasted out crazily, until at a certain point, he suddenly heard a chuckle that echoed in his ears.

"Ying Daoyi, is this all you can do?"

"?!"

Yingdao turned around suddenly and saw not far ahead, a figure in blue standing there, his clothes were windless and the smile on his face was like a spring breeze.

Feng Xia!

"You...how could you..."

The majestic Lord of Gray Mist's pupils shrank, and at this moment, he actually felt a trace of fear.

He knows very well that if one of his big seals is used, any god who comes will inevitably die. What's more, he has blasted more than a hundred gray seals before?

Even if Feng Xia had a thousand lives, he would definitely be bombarded to pieces, and then even the pieces would be lifted up, completely wiped out into nothingness, and not even a single ashes would be left!

But now, Feng Xia has reappeared safe and sound!

"Remember what I mentioned to you?"

Feng Xia showed a bright smile, and Shi Shiran walked towards Yingdao: "There are some supreme beings who have reached the pinnacle. Their existence is imprinted in time and space. As long as there are legends about them in the world, as long as There are still people who read their names, and no matter how many times they pass away, they can come back from time and space again."

Ying Daoyi's pupils shrank again.

He could even feel cold sweat breaking out on the back of his neck. Feng Xia's cultivation was only at the level of a god, which was nothing compared to his full power.

But at this moment, it brought him unprecedented pressure!

Leaving aside the miraculous Taoist power, the mysterious brown flame reminded him of very bad memories.

If the Lord of Creepy Blood hadn't temporarily broken free from the pressure of heaven to help him, he might have ended up in the Origin Pavilion and become the first among his companions to die!

And now, after being killed, Feng Xia has once again been resurrected in an extremely weird way!

Especially when Feng Xia mentioned the imprinted time and space again, he inevitably had a suspicion. Could it be that when Feng Xia mentioned this matter in the Origin Pavilion before, it was already a hint?

"Can you say that your strength is——"

Ying Daoyi's heart skipped a beat, and he had a terrible guess.

He relied on the lack of heaven to obtain immortality, but he also suffered from the heavy pressure of heaven. Under normal circumstances, he could only exert a power comparable to that of the God Lord.

So--

Where is Fengxia?

Is the power of the Divine Lord shown by Feng Xia all his power?

"Congratulations, you guessed it right."

The big clock above Feng Xia's head was suspended. He snapped his fingers, and Feng Xia's figures appeared one after another. Some were extremely far away from this time and space, as if they had come from the ancient times, while others were bathed in the misty brilliance, which belonged to The light of the future shrouded those Feng Xia figures.

Thousands of winds and summers, like crossing the long river of light, are gathering here at this moment!

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Chapter 0992

There was more and more cold sweat on the back of Ying Daoyi's head.

Although he was unwilling to admit it, in fact, the influence of Tianxin Oven on him has continued to this day. Even if he used all his strength, he still could not get rid of that influence.

He has a fragile mortal heart!

"Impossible! It's impossible for someone to be so strong in cultivation! Absolutely impossible!"

The Lord of the Gray Fog shook his head violently, his eyes filled with blood, and he stared at Feng Xia fiercely: "Do you really think that I am one of those short-sighted people? It's just a small trick, which can be broken with just one hand - "

boom -

A square gray seal blasted out again, crushing Feng Xia's figure emerging in time and space.

However, soon, more Fengxia kept coming, filling all directions, as if from the upstream to the downstream of the long river of time, his figure was everywhere!

The Lord of Gray Fog crushed Feng Xia again and again. His aura floated more and more violently, his eyes were red and filled with endless blood. Unknowingly, the sweat under his body gathered into puddles, like a bright mirror. , reflecting his distorted face.

"how do I……"

He glanced subconsciously and couldn't help but feel chills all over his body: "How could I become like this?!"

The face reflected in the puddle was full of distortion and anger, and was abominable. He even had blood stains one after another because of his own madness!

In the past, he was skillful in manipulating people's hearts and controlling the dark side of people's hearts. No matter how powerful the existence was, as long as it was an intelligent life, he would play with it at his fingertips.

And just as Feng Xia said, any emotion he originally showed was just a simulation of the memories of the creatures in the River Styx, and he himself remained as motionless as a mountain, like an extremely indifferent spectator, watching the ebb and flow of the world's hearts with cold eyes.

but--

"Is this... my own fear?"

Fear distorted his face.

He possesses the most powerful power in the world. Even at this moment, he can completely crush Feng Xia. In the imperial realm, he will ultimately stand at the highest point in the universe.

Only when facing Feng Xia, he felt great fear.

A spiritual fear.

Tianxin is the oven.

The effect of this Taoist spiritual power is still there!

He has the most powerful power in the world, but also has the weakest heart.

"why--"

"I have proven the Tao with my strength, and I control the way of heaven in this world. Why is it like this for a backward alien universe?"

He vented his power again and again, but Fengxia always stood firm. Finally, Yingdao spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and the blood penetrated the surrounding light and fell to no one knows where.

Feng Xia frowned. He tried to stop the blood, but his current situation was so special that he couldn't move freely.

"Prove Dao with strength?"

He shook his head and decided to continue to focus on his heart.

Because after possessing a human heart, Ying Daoyi's spiritual defense was more fragile than he imagined!

Thinking back to Ying Daoyi's previous performances, Feng Xia inevitably had a bold idea.

——The universe where Ying Dao comes from probably does not have the cultivation of Tao mind!

"Even if there were, it wouldn't be very profound. That's why Ying Daoyi had been plotting for so many years after coming to this universe. He even had to bear the heavy pressure of the heavenly way to destroy the way of practicing the Taoist heart bit by bit."

Looking at Ying Daoyi who fell into hysteria, Feng Xia's thoughts suddenly came to him again: "Then again, another way of saying that you can prove the Tao by force, is it just a few blind beats? If you really want to do this, it would be really interesting. Already..."

There is no doubt that Ying Daoyi's power is truly emperor-level.

Facing Ying Daoyi's magical power, Feng Xia really couldn't resist.

If it weren't for the Tianlong Batone Bell that summoned Tianwen Ancient Street, and he could now control this big bell to a certain extent, he could temporarily stay in the long river of time in a short period of time, instead of instantly Back in the time and space of the future, even if two hundred more winds and summers come, I'm afraid it won't be enough to answer the question - just slap him to death!

However, Ying Daoyi's magical powers seemed to Feng Xia to be very superficial.

His method of manipulating and playing with people's hearts is not so much a supernatural power as it is his innate power as an innate divine being born in the River Styx.

Then there's the big gray seal just now.

This big seal move is majestic and powerful. It can be said that it perfectly demonstrates the domineering power of an emperor!

And then... no more.

Yingdao has been fighting for so long, and he only has this one move after over and over again!

Big gray seal, big gray seal, big gray seal, big gray seal...!

When he was extremely angry, he smashed a lot of big gray marks with extreme anger.

——In Feng Xia's opinion, this is a complete sign of incompetence.

"According to this line of thinking, in the universe where Ying Daoyi comes from, most of the divine channel methods are still very primitive. They just purely pursue power and completely ignore the power of the Taoist level..."

"Can such a Lord of Gray Mist and his eighteen friends destroy the extremely prosperous Kingdom of Sky Rune?"

Feng Xia always felt that there might be some hidden secret that he didn't know about.

Otherwise, it would really be unjustifiable!

"No, maybe it's just because I stand on the shoulders of giants, so I don't feel pain in my back when I talk."

Shaking his head vigorously, Feng Xia's eyes fell on Ying Daoyi: "The power to control the mind is extremely weird, which greatly makes up for his shortcomings in Taoism. At the same time, disasters broke out suddenly in ancient times, and the sky pattern The Kingdom of God has no preparations, but now I am able to control the Tianwen Ancient Street to a certain extent..."

What really makes him invincible is the power of Tianwen Ancient Street!

"I want to refine a unique Taoist weapon that can suppress all Taoism, transcend the past and future, and be eternally above time and space!"

The voice that Feng Xia had heard in the dream of the Pig-Slaying Dao Daoling now appeared in his ears again.

For a moment, Feng Xia couldn't help but feel excited: "Perhaps this Taoist weapon has really been successfully refined, and it is the best Taoist weapon in the world in the past and the present!"

This magic weapon is Tianwen Ancient Street!

"Then after I return to the future, can I take the initiative to activate the Tianlong Eight-tone Bell to go to a relatively accurate time?"