Just a glance, Yang Kai understood that within thirty feet of Feng Jun's side, time had been twisted, which caused this visual illusion. At this moment, what you see is not necessarily true.

And all of this should be the power of the remains of the emperor, not the power of Feng Jun himself.

Without thinking, Yang Kai soared into the sky and rushed towards Feng Jun.

The expression was solemn, the demonic essence was rolling on his body, and the evil spirit was added to his body with awesome justice. He whispered in his mouth as he formed a seal with his hands: "The years wither and flourish, like a dream!"

Within thirty feet, Yang Kai slapped it with a palm!

The disordered time and space were instantly relieved. Although Yang Kai’s attainment in the law of time was not profound, he was considered a first glance at the path. This time, like a shuttle seal, is also a magical power passed down by the Emperor of Time, and can withstand the power of disturbance of the Emperor’s remains.

At the same moment, Bai Zhuo, influenced by the law of time, broke free from the shackles. When he raised his hand, a red blood river washed away towards Fengjun. In the blood river, the wronged souls rolled and screamed shrillly, with unpredictable power.

The Dharma body stretched out his hand, grabbed the void, and held the magic weapon in his palm, and smashed it down at Fengjun.

The two half-saints and one top-grade demon king, each showing his magical powers, and his targets are directed at Fengjun. His glorious power is stunning.

Due to this change, Feng Jun's face changed drastically. As a pseudo-emperor, he was keen to sense, so he naturally knew that neither Dharma body nor Bai Zhuo was easy to provoke. In addition, Bo Ya, who was repelled from the backlash of the formation just now, suddenly three half-saints popped up. How could he be his opponent with his own strength?

In the flash of lightning, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and I stared at Yang Kai and gritted my teeth and drank: "Yang Kai!"

As one of the four great envoys of the Demon Heavenly Dao, he is naturally very well-informed. Before, Yang Kai brought Yu Rumeng and others back from the Demon Realm, he had met Canye. Emperor Yeying would naturally pass the news, and Feng Jun also learned about this information from Canye.

So he would not wonder why the semi-saint of the demon clan would attack him, just because he knew that the other party was an enemy.

He is worthy of being a pseudo-emperor, and he is not surprised when changes occur. With a thought, a strong wind rises. The wind blade rotates to protect his body, turning into layers of wind shields. He raises his hand to sacrifice a shuttle-shaped secret treasure and slams it towards Bai Zhuo.

The secret treasure was only a foot-length and looked very ordinary, but Bai Zhuo was facing a great enemy. His body, which was rushing forward, suddenly stopped, and the blood river rolled back to protect himself.

With a loud bang, the shuttle-shaped secret treasure burst, shattering the blood river. Even Bai Zhuo was unstable and retreated a hundred feet, making him look dirty.

Feng Jun raised his hand again, and the huge palm print faced the magic weapon hammer on the Dharma body. He slammed the Dharma body and retreated with one blow. Feng Jun suddenly turned into Qingfeng and avoided the fierce attack without any force.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Jun forced the two half-saints to retreat, and the powerful methods can be seen.

Yang Kai's years have been taken away, and it hit Feng Jun's chest.

Feng Jun groaned, his face distorted, and his appearance aged at a speed visible to the naked eye, but it stopped quickly and recovered as before. Although the years passed by were quite powerful, it also depends on who the enemy was.

The body of Fengjun's pseudo-emperor can even fight against the laws of time in the remains of the emperor. It is naturally no problem to resist the passing of time.

But it was not safe and sound. Yang Kai's palm caused him a little bit of injury.

The Dharma body and Bai Zhuo returned, and Bo Ya over there suppressed the qi and blood rolling in his heart and came from afar. The three half-saints were murderous intent and turned into the sky. Yang Kai's years are like a shuttle seal to rise again!

Feng Jun showed helplessness. He could block a joint attack between the two half-saints and Yang Kai, but he could definitely not stop the second time. What's more, this time there was another Boya.

If he is not strong enough, he is really not as strong as a four-handed hand! There are many emperors under his command, but due to the backlash from the formation, these emperors are dead and injured, and the only intact Master Sun is the formation master, who is not good at fighting. He gritted his teeth and secretly hated Yang Kai and others for being shameless, and he actually bullied the few with the more and had no style of a strong man. However, his hands were not vague. When he showed a determined look on his face, he bit his tongue and spurted his blood into the remains of the emperor on his hand.

As the light shone, a big golden character flew out of the emperor's remains. The font was strange and no one could recognize what it was.

Yang Kai and others changed their faces. It doesn't matter if they don't recognize them. Just feel the dangerous aura from it. At the critical moment, Yang Kai's eyes were violent, and he did not retreat but advanced. Time was like a shuttle seal to capture it again. The magical body magic weapon war hammer, Bai Zhuo Boya and the two of them came together.

The golden color flashed, and everyone's thinking stopped at this moment.

When Yang Kai came to his senses, he saw that Feng Jun's face in front of him was obviously older. His originally in his thirties were obviously about forty at this moment.

Time has dissipated like a shuttle seal, and the attack of the Dharma Boya Baishao disappeared. It seemed that only a few breaths of kung fu had passed away from the lives of several people. No one knew what happened in those breaths.

Feng Jun, who was ten years older, smiled and was unfathomable.

The thought changed, and Yang Kai hurriedly examined himself and confirmed that he had no problems. Then he felt relieved, but he still broke out in a cold sweat. Feng Jun had definitely done something just now, but no one saw it or noticed it.

Turning his head and looking at the three semi-saints, he saw the problem.

Bai Zhuo was actually frozen in place, like a statue, not moving, and there was a slight golden light on his chest.

He was caught!

Boya discovered the problem before him, and said with an ugly expression: "I'm not dead!"

He was indeed not dead. Bai Zhuo's body was full of vitality and there was no trace of injury, but he just turned into a sculpture for no reason, without moving.

The golden characters that flew out of the remains of the emperor just now disappeared. It is certain that Bai Zhuo is definitely related to the golden characters.

"Do you still want to fight?" Feng Jun smiled, looking confident of winning, "You will die here, hurry up and run away, maybe you can live a little longer!"

"Kill!" Yang Kai whispered in response. He slapped his hands and pulled them. The huge moon blade slashed towards Feng Jun, and the Dharma body and Boya all attacked left and right.

Feng Jun spit out another mouthful of blood and vomited it on the remains of the emperor.

Seeing this scene, Yang Kai's eyes were so bloody that the strange golden characters were unpredictable. They were obviously magical powers hidden in the remains of the emperor. He thought that Feng Jun could only inspire him once at most, but losing a Bai Zhuo would not have much impact on the situation. He had two half-saints on his side, but he didn't expect Feng Jun to inspire him again.

This is a fart!

Although he damaged his essence and blood, a single golden character could turn a semi-saint into a sculpture. He only needed to spit a few more mouthfuls of blood, and his entire army would be wiped out.

The remains of the emperor shone brightly again, and another big golden character flew out from it.

It was exactly the same as before. When the golden characters appeared, everyone's thinking paused.

When Yang Kai came back to his senses again, he was still safe and sound, and his Dharma body was fine. But Boya, like Bai Zhuo, turned into sculptures and remained motionless. The price Feng Jun paid was that he was older. The middle-aged man who was originally as gentle as jade, now turned into an old man in his fifties and sixties.

Squinting his eyes at the remains of the emperor on Feng Jun's hand, Yang Kaisen said, "If you can do it again, I will twist my head off and give it to you!"

Feng Jun coughed a few times lightly, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Mr. Yang Palace Master looked like a torch. Just now, with my ability, at most twice!"

It’s not that Yang Kai had a very good eye, but after the two golden characters appeared, the remains of the emperor on Feng Jun’s hand were obviously cracked. I think the method just now also caused huge damage to the remains of the emperor and could not bear the third time.

Yang Kai raised his chin slightly, his face was unrestrained, and he said with a grim voice: "Tell me, how do you want to die!"

But angry, it's insane! He has the advantage of both the right time, place and people. It's no problem to win a pseudo-emperor, but he was taken first by the other party. Bai Zhuo and Boya were directly cleared out of the battlefield. Although the two half-saints still have their vitality and have no trace of injury, they know what kind of magical power the golden character is. If they want to unlock it, it will probably take a lot of effort.

So Yang Kai was furious. However, the situation is still the one who has the advantage. Feng Jun stimulated the emperor's magical power twice in succession, and he also paid a considerable price. On the other hand, he and his Dharma body are almost intact. If he really fights, Feng Jun is definitely not his opponent.

At a huge disadvantage, Feng Jun was still smiling: "Palace Master Yang thought he was sure to win? Although I can no longer inspire my skills, it is not the fish on the chopping board. Palace Master Yang wants to make things difficult for me, please think twice."

Yang Kai snorted coldly: "If you lose your cultivation, you may be able to avoid death!"

Feng Jun shook his head and laughed: "Palace Master Yang looks down on him so much." As he spoke, he raised the remains of the emperor covered with cracks in his hand: "There is also a secret technique hidden in this bone, but Feng didn't want to use it before he had no choice, so Feng wanted to discuss with Palace Master Yang."

"There is no need to discuss it. The difference is different and we don't plan together. Today's situation will either die or I die!"

Feng Jun showed helplessness, lowered his eyebrows and pondered for a moment, then looked up at Yang Kai: "Mr. Yang must be like this?"

"Or you hand over the remains of the Emperor to me."

Feng Jun shook his head: "That's absolutely impossible. Apart from that, everything is easy to say."

"That's nothing to say!" When Yang Kai finished speaking, his whole body suddenly became blurred. The next moment he rushed to Feng Jun, raised his finger and pointed it out at him.

This finger power condensed Yang Kai's cultivation. Although it was not a magical secret technique, even if the pseudo-emperor suffered it, it would never be safe.

The Dharma body was intimate with Yang Kai. At the same time as Yang Kai took action, it rushed behind Feng Jun, and the magic weapon hammer was rolling on the magic weapon, and the magic energy rolled down on his head.

This time, Feng Jun did not spray any more essence and blood, and there were no golden words on the emperor's remains, but at this moment of life and death, he was smiling at Yang Kai.

Yang Kai was worried that the fingers that were heading forward became faster and faster, and the hammer of the magic weapon with the magic body was even more fierce.
Chapter completed!