I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

"Boom!"

The next moment, Feng Mu's aura began to surge, endless air flow surged around his body, the wind roared, and his clothes creaked, like a volcano erupting.

His injuries recovered in an instant, and he was in amazing condition. He didn't have the slightest look of embarrassment before.

All the monks here suddenly changed their expressions.

"Feng Mu actually got rid of the shackles of the law of the ancestral dragon's nest, and restored his cultivation to the Ninth Heaven of Creation Realm!"

"Worthy of being the god son of the Feng family, he really has secret techniques that we can't imagine."

"Feng Mu used the cultivation base of the Ninth Heaven of Creation Realm to deal with Qin Feng. Isn't this a little bullying by the strong?"

"He didn't rely on the power of the outside world, but relied on the secret technique he cultivated to break through the shackles of the law of the ancestor dragon's nest. This is also part of his strength."

Many people were shocked by Feng Mu's current state, and couldn't help but gasped.

Since there are people living in the Ethereal Realm, many people have entered the Ancestral Dragon's Nest, but they have never seen it. There are records in ancient books that say who can get rid of the shackles of the Ancestral Dragon's Nest.

Feng Mu greatly exceeded their expectations.

"Is this an imperial technique?" Qin Feng asked with a frown in surprise.

"You guessed it right."

Feng Mu looked proud, and said: "This is the secret technique created by the great emperor of our clan after he entered the ancestral dragon's nest in the past. It can get rid of the shackles of the ancestral dragon's nest law in a short time."

This is the greatest advantage of those holy sons of the remote ancient powers.

All the great emperors throughout the ages have been amazing and talented, and they have suppressed the supreme arrogance of an era. They have broken through countless jedi, fought against countless strong men, used countless items, and comprehended countless exercises .

The martial arts experience they have left behind is irreparable to any natural treasures and is very precious.

"Today I will kill you!" Feng Mu's eyes were filled with coldness.

He is now two realms stronger than Qin Feng, and he doesn't believe that Qin Feng can still be his opponent.

"Hehe... Then let's see who died today." Qin Feng sneered.

Under normal circumstances, he can go beyond the three small realms to fight. Even if Feng Mu is a saint-level person, he has emperor-level skills and secret techniques, which are far beyond the reach of ordinary monks.

But with the gap between the two small realms, he still has the certainty of victory.

"Buzz!"

This time, Qin Feng took the initiative to attack, and the golden aura surged out of his body, turning into a long rainbow, and killing Feng Mu, the fist surrounded by golden light collapsed the void.

"Boom boom..."

Feng Mu stretched out his palm, and the vast wind around his body condensed into a huge ferocious bird's sharp claws, grabbing towards Qin Feng, like covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

"boom!"

Qin Feng smashed his fist on the huge claw of the ferocious bird, and the terrifying energy exploded, like the thunder of the Nine Heavens God roaring, hitting dozens of peaks here and trembling violently.

The golden and white energies are intertwined here, surging in all directions like a tide.

Crackling!

It's like a wind and a cloud, like a big wave washing the sand.

On those mountain peaks, large stretches of vigorous ancient trees were uprooted, and the waterfalls that fell from the mountain peaks were all swept up into the sky and flowed backward towards the sky.

The monks in the distance were stunned, and it was hard to believe that this was the movement caused by two monks from the Good Fortune Realm.

The first collision made Qin Feng, who had come to kill him, stop his figure, but it couldn't make him take a step back.

"you..."

Feng Mu's face turned cold, he didn't expect that his blow beyond the two small realms would not hurt Qin Feng at all.

"Om..."

Qin Feng didn't say much, his figure moved again, and continued to kill Feng Mu. The golden light surged outside his body, like a burning flame, and the divine light was beating, which was extremely dazzling.

"Boom!"

This time, Feng Mu's attack was more ruthless, the vast wind around his body roared and surged, and in an instant it turned into a tornado that went straight to the sky and the earth.

And there were three of them. These tornadoes crushed everything in the world, turning them into dust, and swept towards Qin Feng, as if they wanted to destroy everything in the world.

"Chong!"

Seeing the oncoming tornado, Qin Feng drew his sword.

It's not that he doesn't dare to regret it, but because he still doesn't want to show how terrifying his body is, lest people guess that he is the legendary chaotic body.

"Desolate Meteor Severing God Slash!"

Qin Feng shouted coldly, and cut out more than ten swords in an instant, in an instant.

More than a dozen sword lights, each with a length of hundreds of feet, traversed the sky and the earth, and slashed towards the three tornadoes. The terrifying sword intent made the monks who looked at each other feel the danger.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

These more than ten sword glows collided with three tornadoes, and exploded one by one, and the terrifying energy swept away, directly causing the mountain peak to collapse and the river to evaporate.

Countless violent energies, like a rolling river, traversed between Qin Feng and Feng Mu.

"Shh!"

However, Qin Feng was surrounded by sword energy outside his body, holding the Immortal Execution Sword in his hand, he directly passed through this incomparably violent river of energy, and killed Feng Mu.

This time, Feng Mu was not as shocked and flustered as before. He already understood that Qin Feng is an extremely terrifying evildoer, even surpassing some saint child level figures.

Even if he raised two small realms, the advantage is not obvious, so he must take it seriously.

"Shh!"

Feng Mu's hands quickly moved in the void, quickly depicting an extremely ancient character, floating in front of him.

This ancient prose seems mysterious and complicated, jerky and difficult to understand.

"Di Wen! This guy actually portrayed Di Wen!" Tang Rui once saw the Di Wen left by the ancient emperor in the main hall of the Temple of Wealth, and his eyes widened immediately.

Although it is different from the imperial script mastered by Feng Mu, he immediately recognized the supreme dao rhyme contained in it, which is only the script of the strong in the imperial realm.

As soon as these words came out, countless monks here were shocked. Everything related to the ancient emperor was extremely powerful, let alone the words written by the ancient emperor.

Qin Feng was also a little surprised, but he didn't mean to be afraid.

He continued to slash towards Feng Mu, and at the same time, the spiritual energy in his body was poured into the Zhuxian sword in his hand frantically.

His immemorial chaotic sword body also evokes the astonishing sword intent in the Immortal Jade Sword, and the Immortal Jade Sword instantly became murderous, and the sound of the sword resounded throughout the world, as if it wanted to cut off the gods in the sky.

At this moment, the sharpness that Zhu Xianjian can display is pushed to the extreme. This is the most powerful sword that Qin Feng can slash in his current state.