Chapter 1611 (1/2)
Below the seal, Yang Feng quickly waved his hands and played runes one after another.
Behind him, Saint Laurent also started quickly. Between the illusion of ten fingers, there were many flirtatious Saint Laurent flowers in Saint Laurent's hands.
Every saint laurent flower contains a terrible and mysterious breath, endless breath, like the water of rivers.
Yang Feng's powerful seals contain the power of terror, as if every breath can destroy the sky and the earth.
Boom!
Boom!
The two quickly shot at the same time, strong seal, mysterious saint lanluo flower, and galloped up at the same time.
And the powerful border, a mysterious and ancient atmosphere, came down quickly.
In this breath, there is the power of Tao and Dharma, and this power of Tao and Dharma is many times stronger than Gollum golden elephant.
The power of the coming Dharma directly smashed Yang Feng's seal and Saint Laurent flower. Under the power of the Dharma, Yang Feng's power was vulnerable and easily smashed.
Boom!
The power of Tao and Dharma continued to flow down like the water of a river. They quickly pressed down against Yang Feng.
”Ah!”
Saint Laurent shouted and was blown away more than ten meters away. Yang Feng was also shocked and retreated a few steps. He quickly galloped away and grabbed Saint Laurent falling in the air.
”Are you okay?” After catching Saint Laurent, Yang Feng asked with concern.
”I'm fine.”
Saint Laurent coughed a few times, and her face was a little pale.
”You rest aside and let me try again.”
The seal of the great emperor!
Yang Feng burst out. In the void, three imperial seals, green emperor seal, Yan Emperor seal and Yellow Emperor seal appeared rapidly.
Buzzing, buzzing!
In the seal of the three emperors, the breath of terror and fury came down with a crazy bombardment to resist the power of Taoism and Dharma in the border.
These three imperial seals are like a lion awakened after a deep sleep. Their power is terrible enough to create a world.
Any imperial seal contains more terror energy than Yang Feng's own strength.
Boom!
Boom!
The power of Tao and Dharma continued to bombard and suppress the three imperial seals. The three imperial seals in the void were like driftwood on the sea, as if they would sink to the seabed at any time.
In a gust of wind and rain, the Qing emperor seal, the Yellow Emperor seal and the Yan Emperor seal were finally completely suppressed and shot down.
Whoosh!
Yang Feng quickly put away the seal of the three emperors. He looked at the seal helplessly and felt powerless.
The power of Taoism and Dharma of the Heavenly Emperor was really strong. The three imperial seals could not compete with it.
However, the three emperors have fallen, so today's imperial seal does not represent the strength of the three emperors.
”Yang Feng, what should we do next?”
Saint Laurent stood up from the rock and looked at the border with deep eyes and worry.
”Ha ha!”
Yang Feng held the seal of the emperor in his hand. He smiled and said, ”the seal of the emperor of heaven is really powerful. There's nothing we can do, but I'm not reconciled.”
”Alas!”
Saint Laurent sighed and said helplessly, ”what can we do if we are unwilling? The strength of the emperor of heaven is beyond our imagination.”
Whoosh!
Yang Feng soared up and stood on the boundary. At his feet, the powerful boundary was surging with waves. At the moment, he was like a peerless immortal, as if standing on the sea.
”Emperor Ling, I am the head of Pudu gate, the son of Yang Jiuding, Yang Feng.”
In the void, Yang Feng used his powerful ideas to communicate with the spirit emperor. He twice tried to break the seal, but failed. Therefore, Yang Feng planned to communicate with the spirit emperor with his ideas. It is said that his father also communicated with the spirit emperor with his ideas 20 years ago, so as to obtain the power of the dead.
”Spirit emperor.”
”Spirit emperor.”
Yang Feng's thoughts called again and again, but in the sealed boundary, it was still as calm as water, there was no movement, and there was no sound of the spirit emperor's thoughts.
Dong Dong!
In the void, Yang Feng walked slowly and continued to move forward step by step. With black hair dancing, he continued to exchange ideas and said, ”Lingdi, I'm the master of Pudu gate, Yang Feng, the son of Yang Jiuding. I'm here to see you.”
Hoo Hoo!
The wind blew and there was still no movement in the border.