Chapter 446: Rain God's Decree! Supreme Sequence!

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Outside the forbidden area of ​​Kunpeng Ancient Nest, the sound of fighting filled the sky and the blood was gushing into the sky.

And as time passed, more and more descendants of the bloodline of the ancient existence gradually climbed onto the ancient nest.

They either headed towards the forbidden area or explored the various relics in the ancient nest.

At some point, the sky darkened, as if a dark curtain had descended, covering the sky and the sun.

Such a change suddenly awakened the powerful cultivators such as the pitch-black phoenix, the silver-white dragon horse and the sky-devouring insect from the fighting.

At this moment, they were just a touch away.

In the field, only the wreckage was left, and blood was all over the ground.

And their eyes were all looking in the direction of the forbidden area.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps came from the end of the forbidden area, combined with the laws of heaven and earth in Kunpeng Ancient Nest.

This sound was clearly transmitted to the hearts of the cultivators, with an unspeakable sense of oppression, causing the pitch-black phoenix to tense up, and even causing the silver-white dragon horse to stick out its tongue uncomfortably.

The dark sky gradually brightened, casting a brilliant golden light, dyeing the earth with a halo.

At the end of the forbidden area, a tall figure was walking step by step.

He was wearing a black Taoist robe, with a handsome face and heroic posture. He held a spear in one hand and moved forward firmly.

The wind blew, and his messy hair was flying, with boundless flames and divine thunder.

What made the black phoenix and the silver-white dragon horse even more unbelievable was the strange phenomenon floating behind him.

The void was torn apart, the chaotic air surged, and condensed into a sea.

The sea of ​​chaos was magnificent, with giant Kun swimming below and golden roc flying above.

Indistinctly, this sea of ​​chaos seemed to be connected to the legendary Guixu land, where countless magic weapons were buried, powerful immortals and demons were imprisoned, and the killing thoughts were like the sea.

[Kunpeng descends into the deep sea]

"The legendary...Kunpeng?!"

The body of the pitch-black phoenix trembled, and the four hooves of the silver-white dragon horse trembled.

Even the sky-devouring insects fell into silence.

At this moment, all the cultivators in the field felt an unspeakable fear, as if facing a natural disaster.

With their wisdom and aura, they quickly figured out everything here.

They are probably the sacrifices for the birth of the "king"!

"Kill!" The pitch-black phoenix cried and frantically danced its wings.

Thousands of pitch-black wings emerged from its side, densely packed, like one divine arrow after another.

In a flash, they swooped down, interweaving into a dense divine light like lightning, and all fell down, with overwhelming power.

"Ah..." The silver-white dragon horse roared, and a series of sword energy hurricanes appeared in front of him.

The sword energy hurricanes were dense and vast, with stars exploding inside, and the scene was incredible.

"Get up." The eyes of the sky-devouring insect flashed coldly.

Purple gold streaks shot out from his eyes, and inside, there were suns, moons, and stars rotating, so huge that it looked like a starry sea falling.

During this process, mist spread, and there were lightning and thunder.

This magnificent scene seemed to shape the universe, which was awe-inspiring and heart-pounding.

At the same time, the other cultivators were also attacking.

They were almost unreserved, and they all tried their best to kill Fang Yang.

Such an attack was too terrible.

Even if the Great Sage Bingxing was here, he would have to suffer in hatred in the face of so many top-notch geniuses.

But Fang Yang's face was calm and fearless.

He stepped on the Qiankun Step, and his big hand clenched the Abyss Sea Sky Spear, and his whole body was shining with divine light.

And the [Kunpeng Descending to the Abyss Sea] phenomenon behind him suddenly rioted, like a Kun fish opening its huge mouth in the abyss, to receive all the attacks for him.

"Not good!"

In the stunned eyes of the cultivators, all the attacks disappeared in an instant and were difficult to find.

Their attacks actually didn't work? !

In an instant, the cultivators retreated quickly, fearful.

They felt Fang Yang's terror.

He could not be confronted head-on! He could not be resisted!

"Buzz."

A strange wave sounded.

The black phoenix's blood surged.

The silver-white dragon horse spat out a blue divine feather.

The sky-devouring insect's eyes bled, and its tail broke off... and so on.

At this moment, the descendants of the ancient bloodline were unreserved.

They directly took out all kinds of life-saving magical powers and fled madly.

They actually had no intention of confronting Fang Yang!

Such a scene was extremely shocking.

You know, before, they were still madly entangled, turning this place into a slaughterhouse, and they were willing to gamble everything they had to seize the great fortune.

However, now, facing Fang Yang, they all chose to flee in embarrassment.

It is conceivable that they could not see a glimmer of hope of victory in Fang Yang!

"Chi!"

Fang Yang spread the wings of the golden-winged Peng bird on his back, changed his position, and displayed the extreme speed of Peng.

As his wings vibrated, he cut through the air, making his figure appear in the entire void.

Such an action frightened the dark phoenix bird so much that its liver and gallbladder were about to burst, and frightened the silver-white dragon horse so much that it foamed at the mouth.

In an instant, the air waves spread out, the ground shattered, and turned into ashes.

Even the void seemed unable to bear Fang Yang's fierceness and gradually cracked.

Now, he is still moving forward, trying to kill these uninvited guests as much as possible.

In short, he has to drive all these guys out of the ancient nest!

In just a cup of tea, Kunpeng's ancient nest has become a human world.

And when the last cultivator was killed by Fang Yang, Kunpeng's ancient nest changed again.

"Bang..."

"Bang bang..."

The void trembled slightly, and the fairy mist surged.

All kinds of corpses and utensils in the ancient nest turned into light rain and sank into the earth.

Visible to the naked eye, there is a dark fairy mist, interweaving with each other, gradually closing and blocking the ancient nest of Kunpeng.

The original maze has also become a terrifying killing array, with divine rays of light across the sky and a terrifying aura.

"I didn't expect that Kunpeng would be born again." The silver-white dragon horse was still in shock and looked scared.

"Yes, it seems that this world is not going to be peaceful." The pitch-black phoenix suddenly appeared and sighed.

"You are still alive?!" The silver-white dragon horse jumped up in fright.

"I don't know what the sky-devouring insect thinks?" The pitch-black phoenix ignored the silver-white dragon horse and turned to look at the sky-devouring insect.

At this moment, the sky-devouring insect was floating in the air.

The sky-devouring insect was staring at the difficult-to-observe ancient nest of Kunpeng with a deep look.

After a moment, it turned around without hesitation and left.

The other cultivators were also wary of each other and slowly retreated.

They had to inform the ancestors of this shocking information about Kunpeng's birth before making a decision!

On the other side.

In the depths of Kunpeng's ancient nest.

The black and golden runes intertwined, forming a light curtain that rose up and turned into a huge light shield.

Fang Yang realized something and stepped into it slowly.

If he guessed correctly, then his ninth-level opportunity would be among them.

At this moment, the [Autumn Wind Cicada Treasure Clothes] in his immortal orifice trembled and burst into light.

Autumn Wind Cicada Treasure Clothes, a sixth-level treasure, was obtained by him from the blood dream.

Its main function is to die for him once.

The limit of its strength cannot exceed the sixth level.

Before, the Autumn Wind Cicada Treasure Clothes was integrated into Kunpeng's divine feathers and his body.

And now, he followed the induction and called out the Autumn Wind Cicada Treasure Clothes.

The Autumn Wind Cicada Treasure Clothes shone, brilliant and dazzling, and finally turned into a crystal-like cicada insect.

With a humming sound, the whole Kunpeng Ancient Nest trembled.

A majestic immortal energy rose like a wave, rushing directly into the light shield, washing Fang Yang and Bao Yi.

At this moment, Fang Yang and Bao Yi were being tempered, and their ranks were constantly improving.

Moreover, Fang Yang's aura was rapidly improving.

He had already touched the realm barrier and could start the catastrophe!

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Accompanied by the return of cultivators such as the pitch-black phoenix, the silver-white dragon horse and the sky-devouring insect.

The situation of the Kunpeng Ancient Nest was soon known to the ancient beings, and spread to the worlds of all sizes in the fairyland.

As expected, it caused a series of storms.

Kunpeng!

The legendary forbidden race that makes people fear has been born again.

Some are happy and some are worried, and the reactions of the cultivators are different.

"The previous generation of Kunpeng was upright, slaying demons and monsters along the way, and destroying dark forbidden areas one after another."

"No, not necessarily."

"Yes, how can you and I know what the temperament of the new generation of Kunpeng is?"

The shadow of the tree, the name of the person.

The terrible achievements of Kunpeng once again echoed in the hearts of countless cultivators.

They all realized that once the new generation of Kunpeng was born, it would definitely attract thousands of attention!

"Kunpeng was born, could it be Fang Yang?!" In an ancient world filled with demonic energy, a blue dragon with red wings on its back was in doubt.

The red-winged blue dragon was originally one of the ancient demons of the Red Flame Demon Country.

Before, it and its companions implemented the plan and escorted some demon veins to the fairyland.

Now, it suddenly became a little impatient and worried about its companions who were still in the Eight Realms.

Assuming that Kunpeng is Fang Yang, doesn't it mean that Fang Yang can freely travel between the Eight Realms and the Fairyland?

Such a thing is enough to make people feel terrified.

Because, with the help of the differences between the two different worlds, Fang Yang will surely rise quickly and become the top existence in the path of cultivation!

At the same time.

The vast sea of ​​stars.

"Kunpeng?" The blue dragon looked deep and full of emotions.

He really wanted to rush out of the vast sea of ​​stars, take action himself, and try it out.

Unfortunately, his cultivation has come to a critical juncture.

Moreover, the ancient nest of Kunpeng is at the junction of the fairyland and the eight-domain world, and it is difficult for magical powers to get involved.

In addition, once the ancient nest of Kunpeng is silent, it will be difficult for him to find it.

Finally, he sighed helplessly:

"I made the Golden Crow dissipate, and I also seized the fate of the sun."

"But I never thought that the Golden Family could still rise."

"Alas, I don't know how Miao'er is now?"

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The storm set off by Fang Yang is still sweeping across the fairyland.

Three days and three nights later.

It is night.

The silver light is brilliant, like gauze and fog.

A delicate little girl was playing in the water by the river.

Beside her, there was an older sister.

The older sister was now telling her all kinds of strange stories.

When the older sister talked about Kunpeng with great yearning, the little girl was startled, and her eyes flashed with fire.

"Kunpeng? Fang Yang?" She suddenly said it out loud for no reason.

Suddenly, her head exploded and she felt extremely painful.

Fragmented pictures rushed into her mind.

The daughter of the Venerable! The Immortal Dynasty of the World! The Battle of the Sun!

All kinds of pictures, blurred but profound.

"I am Ji Lingmiao, the daughter of the Canghai Emperor, and also the legendary Sun Dragon Girl..."

The little girl suddenly screamed in pain and fell to the riverside.

Her actions scared the woman next to her and she immediately rushed into the river and fished her out.

Bang!

The next moment, a crack appeared in the void.

In the crack, there is a marshland, where a thousand-foot-high god overlooks.

And this marshland is extremely strange, with mountains, rocks, and plants all condensed by rainwater.

In the splashing of water drops, different ways and principles are interpreted, as if telling the laws of this world.

Under the intersection of heaven and earth, a decree floated out of the crack, sinking and floating above Ji Lingmiao's head, and dropping down a stream of water-blue divine light.

"Is this the decree of the Rain God!?" A cry of surprise sounded from mid-air.

In a flash, strong men emerged one after another.

Now, they are all watching Ji Lingmiao.

"This child came to our sect in the heavy rain. Now it seems that she is indeed extraordinary."

"Yes, her background must be very great, otherwise, why would the Rain God be willing to be driven by her?"

"..."

While everyone was discussing, Ji Lingmiao gradually woke up.

Now, she has realized that she is the Great Sun Dragon Girl, the daughter of the Canghai Emperor.

But she is a little confused.

Who is Fang Yang?

What is the Great Sun Struggle?

And why must she kill the man named Sen Yue?

In her heart, there are too many doubts.

Because, she seems to have lost many memories!

"Hua! Hula! Hula!"

The rain god's decree was brilliant, and the clouds were dense.

In an instant, the wind suddenly rose, and the rain poured down like a waterfall.

In the sky and on the earth, there were endless runes, and water splashed one after another.

The sky and the earth were shrouded in rain curtains, crystal clear, and the heavy rain was hard to see.

And Ji Lingmiao was in it, every corner of her body was jumping and cheering.

Because this was to make up for her incomplete life source and help her become more perfect.

As for the other great cultivators, they all looked at her in awe.

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"... Kunpeng?"

"... Fang Yang? Xiao Hui? Wei'er?!"

"... I am, Sen Yue."

In another great world, a cowherd wearing open-crotch pants suddenly screamed in pain and couldn't help but hold his head.

More than a quarter of an hour later, Sen Yue gradually regained consciousness.

But he was still confused, just eager to return to the world of the Eight Realms.

Like Ji Lingmiao, he also lost many memories.

It can only be said that he and Ji Lingmiao fought too hard that day, and only a little true spirit fire was left.

"Kunpeng, Fang Yang..." Sen Yue looked up at the sky, the sky was high and the air was clear.

He had an intuition that as long as he found Fang Yang, who was the Kunpeng of the time.

Then he would definitely be able to solve all kinds of confusion and find his lost memories.

With a bang, rolling black demonic energy emerged from his body.

The demonic energy was majestic, sweeping for three thousand miles, covering the land, and making all spirits bow their heads.

"Roar!"

A loud dragon roared and shook the void.

The evil dragon came to the world, suppressing the mortal world!

In an instant, countless cultivators stared at the sky in a daze.

Another ancient being appeared, staring at Sen Yue in amazement: "This kind of life source is simply the natural Taiyin Star Lord. No, you were born from the Taiyin star, which is a perfect carrier~"

"Li Wen, take a closer look at his roots." Another ancient being appeared, with a complicated look in his eyes.

"Oh? Chang Luo, don't bluff me." The ancient being named Li Wen felt a sinking feeling in his heart, and hurriedly activated his magical powers to investigate again.

The next moment, his hundred eyeballs were about to pop out.

Just because there were dense causal lines on Sen Yue's body.

And these causal clues were thicker and more ancient than one.

What's more terrifying is that Sen Yue himself has supreme potential to surpass them!

Chang Luo sighed, "This cowherd boy is the descendant of the bloodline of 'Thunder', and he is also the direct descendant. We should send him to the Eight Seas Black Gold King Court in exchange for a good relationship."

The Thunder Saint is powerful in the fairyland.

He even governed many realms, established a huge royal court, and was crowned as the king, named the Eight Seas Black Gold Thunder King.

Naturally, his royal court was abbreviated as the Eight Seas Black Gold.

Li Wen nodded, and suddenly a subtle expression appeared on his face: "With the qualifications of a cowherd boy, he will definitely be able to enter the supreme sequence. Haha, it seems that a good show is about to begin."