Chapter 1671 Come and Hit

"The fallen throne, the feathers of fallen angels, no, not only the fallen feathers of fallen angels, but also the feathers of a large number of other ferocious birds, and even divine birds. This breath is an innate spiritual treasure, and it is not ordinary. The innate spirit treasure, and even the natal magic treasure belonging to the fallen saint, is very strong, definitely beyond imagination."

Yi Tianxing felt that the innate yin and yang eyes quickly peeked into the fallen throne. Even the yin and yang eyes could barely see the magic light emanating from the throne, so one could imagine how powerful it was.

But still got some information.

This throne, it seems, is made of countless ferocious feathers, each of which has a terrifying aura, and there are so many feathers in it that only Yi Tianxing can distinguish, there is the phoenix The feather of the green luan, the feather of the white crane, the feather of the peacock, the feather of the swan, the feather of the owl, the feather of the thunder eagle and so on. There are so many types, at a glance, there are probably hundreds or even thousands of them.

How many there are, I am afraid that no one can tell except the Fallen Son.

Gathering into this throne is not only full of mystery, but also natural, like a real perfect work of art. There is no trace of flaws, perfect to the extreme. The feathers were sharp, if it wasn't the master, other people would be pierced by the feathers in an instant when they sat on it, and they would be strangled into a mass of rotten meat on the spot. Truly appalling. These feathers are not swords with endless sharpness.

In fact, it is true.

It is not that simple for this fallen throne to become the natal magic treasure of the fallen son.

In the beginning, it was just a rare treasure of heaven and earth, and its embryonic form was just a mass of indestructible chaotic chalcedony. This chalcedony is extremely malleable, and can be molded into any kind of magic weapon according to one's will, and, in it, corresponding innate laws and prohibitions are derived. According to the legend, this kind of indestructible chaotic chalcedony was conceived from the bone marrow in the bones after the fall of the Chaos Demon God at the beginning of the sky.

After the fallen saint got it, he was ecstatic immediately, and began to collect the feathers of various gods and birds, and began to collect the feathers that fell off from the strong in the clan, blending them into the chaotic chalcedony, and finally, sacrificed this one The fallen throne, chalcedony can be perfectly integrated with feathers. The top law ban derived from it-Wan Yu Wuxiang Fallen God Ban! !

This law ban can be said to be a ban that was born specifically to deal with these feathers. The chaotic chalcedony can be used as the core to fuse endless feathers, not only retaining the original power of these feathers, but also giving them the power of darkness and corruption for perfect fusion. These feathers can not only be gathered together according to their own original attributes, but also derive various magical powers and supernatural powers.

Among the forbidden laws, the most miraculous thing is the word Wuxiang in it.

Can't be without form,

Fantastic. Really mysterious.

Once urged to the extreme, it can be said to be ever-changing and extremely terrifying.

Now it is no longer a legal ban, but a metamorphosis from a legal ban to a treasure ban, and then from a treasure ban to a spiritual ban. Also known as God's Forbidden. The name is still the same, but the power has changed drastically.

Moreover, as long as one sits on the fallen throne, one's strength can be increased tenfold. This kind of increase is an overall increase, whether it is magical combat skills or soul blood, it will be greatly increased invisibly.

Sitting on the throne, the fallen saint felt that he seemed to be an unrivaled demon god, suppressing all directions, ruling everything, and controlling everything in the world. That feeling is very mysterious. But there is no doubt that this is his strongest moment.

The fallen Son sits on the throne, and the fallen throne hangs in the void. Looking down on the four directions, everything around him is under his control, the laws of heaven and earth, and the rhyme of Taoism are all controlled, as if they are like domains. There is no difference.

"Fire can destroy the world and burn the sky."

The Fallen Son grasped forward in his hand, and one could see feathers flying out from the Fallen Throne in the air, and gathered together at the first moment, turning into a black feather fan in the blink of an eye. On this feather fan, mysterious magic lines are naturally outlined.

boom! !

Holding the lupine, he aimed at Yi Tianxing's unceremonious fan and slapped it out.

Immediately, layers of pitch-black magic fire swept out like a tide. This magic fire is terrifying, named Fallen Magic Flame, which is a fusion of various flame sources. I can feel the breath of sulfur, and I can feel that no matter it is wind, water, stone, etc., it can be ignited by it. In the blink of an eye, a large area of ​​the battlefield directly turned into a fiery hell, and magma appeared in the ground, emitting a blazing sulfur breath.

All kinds of vicious birds appeared one after another.

Phoenixes, peacocks, giant eagles, etc., all of them have changed greatly, and the aura they exude is full of depravity, and they are crazily culling towards Yi Tianxing. There is no doubt that these have great terror and killing power .

The aura emitted by each one is not inferior to that of Daotai. It looked terrible.

"It's very strong, it's scary. But, fire, it can do nothing to me."

Yi Tianxing witnessed, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a sneer came out of his mouth.

As soon as the voice fell, all I saw was a scarlet battle flag appeared in an instant. It was the Zhu Rong Tianhuo flag. On the battle flag, Zhu Rong suddenly opened his eyes, woke up on the spot, looked up to the sky, and let out a roar. He abruptly stepped out of the battle flag, stretched out his hand to hold the battle flag, and waved the battle flag with his arms. Countless fire dragons roared out from the battle flags and rushed towards the fire birds.

The sky fire and the magic fire collided, like ice and fire, even more violent and terrifying. A large area turned into a sea of ​​flames.

Ding ding ding! !

On the Corrupted Throne, feathers flew out quickly, and quickly gathered on the left and right sides of the throne at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a pair of pitch-black wings. It seemed that various forces could be felt on these wings, yin and yang. The power of the five elements, wind, thunder and ice, etc., perfectly converged on this pair of wings. The wings cover the sky and the sun, and with the continuous integration of feathers, they are skyrocketing almost every moment. In the blink of an eye, they have reached tens of thousands of feet, like wings hanging from the sky.

This pair of fallen demon feathers seems to contain all the power in the world, but they can be perfectly controlled. They grow from the throne, and they are originally one. Only when it appears at this moment is it more complete.

In every feather, it seems that there is a strange fallen space. There is a space of flames, a space of thunder, and a space of poison. These spaces are all caves, gathered together, and in an instant, the power of the entire fallen throne has undergone a fundamental transformation. A ray of energy can crush everything, and the suppressed space is distorting. The scene is really terrifying.

"What a fallen throne, every feather is actually a cave space. If it is allowed to evolve the feathers into a small thousand world, or even a middle thousand world, then the entire fallen throne will suppress the world and be invincible. Once crushed It is almost unstoppable. It will be crushed. There are more than ten thousand feathers."

Yi Tianxing was also secretly shocked. It is not surprising that this kind of natal treasure contains a hole in the sky. It is normal to open up one, and two are still normal. No matter how many there are, it will only seriously affect the growth and promotion of the natal treasure. The resources needed to consume it are really incalculable , Every time one is added, it needs a huge amount of resources to fill it in. There are more than tens of thousands of these cave spaces.

How many there are, I can't count for a while.

Moreover, it can be seen from the space of Feather Cave, that there seem to be countless dead souls crying in pain, and even praying devoutly. If you pray, there will be no pain, if you don't pray, you will suffer endless torture.

"Use the power of faith and prayer, the power of pain and fear, and turn it into a continuous source of power to sacrifice to the cave. Expand the space and build a demon country. There are so many dead souls, more than billions. This method is really unscrupulous."

Yi Tianxing took a deep breath, and had guessed why the Fallen Son dared to consecrate so many celestial spaces. He clearly wanted to achieve countless demon kingdoms with faith, so that its background would be endless. Once it broke out, it would be a mountain torrent and tsunami.

Its ambitions are beyond imagination. If he really wants to let this fallen throne grow, he can use it to become a demon god and look down on all living beings.

"All the spirits of the heaven and the earth are the firewood. I am the Holy Son. When I have eternal life, those who believe in me can live forever in the devil's kingdom." The fallen Holy Son has no guilt or pity at all. There will be no errors. Nothing could be more normal. In Eternal Night, this is the truth.

"Emperor Yi, die!!"

The Fallen Son said with a sneer.

As soon as the voice fell, it could be seen that the huge fallen magic feather flapped slightly, and the huge fallen throne had pierced the sky like a meteor, and it was heading straight towards Yi Tianxing's position, directly hitting it. This collision will smash the world into a hole, truly destroying the world.

As far as he is concerned, no matter who it is, even if it is a Taoist stage standing in front of him, this collision will still be torn apart, and the body will die.

Outside the throne, earth, fire, water, and wind are constantly emerging, and the sound of corruption is like a tide.

"Very good, if you want to collide, then I will collide with you enough. Let's see who is stronger."

Witnessed by Yi Tianxing, a strong fighting spirit emerged in his heart, and as soon as his mind moved, he unceremoniously issued a shout: "Hongmeng Tiandi Pagoda!!"

brush! !

The purple divine light flickered, which could be seen impressively. The Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Pagoda, which had reached the forty-floor level, appeared above the head out of thin air, and a vast cloud of celebration appeared above the head, supporting the pagoda. The whole pagoda is glowing. The purple light is like the sea.

"If you want to hit it, hit it enough. Let's see if your Fallen Throne is stronger, or this emperor's Hongmeng Tiandi Pagoda is stronger. Let me hit it."

Yi Tianxing uttered a cold drink decisively.

With a thought, I immediately saw that the pagoda had suddenly grown in size in the next instant, turning into thousands of feet high, and the whole body was like glazed glass. Countless runes flickered, and the tower moved towards the fallen throne.