it hurts!
Unexpectedly, Feng Qingyu could move freely in his own domain. Shen Wei was unprepared and was sent flying by the punch. With a "bang", he hit the palace wall hard.
The Saint's Domain is a strange existence similar to an independent world, containing the Saint's understanding and perception of the great ways of heaven and earth.
In his own domain, the saint is a god, following his words and controlling all things.
Unless there are other saints who also own the domain, any cultivator in the domain of the saint is like a lamb to be slaughtered and a fish on the board. Life and death are completely controlled by others, and they have no power to resist against the master of the domain.
How can it be?
Shen Wei could clearly sense that Feng Qingyu's cultivation had not reached the realm of a saint.
However, not only could this saint be able to attack in his domain, her speed was not affected by the "Way of Hysteresis" at all, and her power was far beyond his imagination.
The burning feeling on his face was like a wake-up call, waking him up from his complacent state of mind.
"You, you actually entered Taoism!"
After calming down and letting go of his consciousness again, Shen Wei finally noticed a faint trace of the great road from Feng Qingyu's body, and couldn't help but exclaimed.
It should be noted that Feng Qingyu had just entered the realm of spiritual masters a year ago. Based on this calculation, it only took her one year to successfully comprehend the Tao and enter the realm of spiritual masters that all people in the Holy Land dream of.
How could this make Shen Weiqing, who had spent seventeen years to understand the Great Way and still claimed to be a stunning genius, so embarrassed?
"I said it." Feng Qingyu said lightly, a blue light flashed in his eyes, and his delicate body suddenly disappeared, "You are not worthy!"
At almost the same moment, she appeared in front of Shen Wei, waving her right arm again and punching out. Her bare hand was surrounded by bright red aura, releasing unimaginable terrifying power.
"Delay!"
Shen Wei's expression changed, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted loudly.
The entire area was instantly surrounded by a strange force. It seemed that nothing had changed, and yet everything seemed different.
Those who are attentive will find that both the air flow and the speed of dust floating are countless times slower than before, as if they are still, and it is almost impossible to perceive with eyes and ears.
After reaching the realm of the saint, his way of sluggishness was integrated with the realm of the saint, and he finally showed his prowess, exerting his ability to slow down the actions of others to the extreme. Even Mo Disheng and Emperor Li Tian did not dare to underestimate him.
"boom!"
However, Feng Qingyu's speed did not slow down at all, and the white jade-like fist hit him firmly on the face again without any hesitation. The terrifying force almost broke his skull.
"Bitch! How dare you attack me!"
Seeing that his path could not have the slightest impact on Feng Qingyu, Shen Wei was shocked and angry, his expression no longer calm. He cursed loudly and made a knife with his right hand. He sprayed out a blazing black flame blade from his palm and stabbed the opponent's chest fiercely. There was no hint of pity or sympathy at all.
However, the imagined scene of Feng Qingyu being pierced by a flaming blade did not appear.
I saw a trace of aqua blue light flashing in the saint's eyes, and her delicate body "swiftly" disappeared from the spot.
"boom!"
Immediately afterwards, Shen Wei felt a sharp pain coming from his back. He couldn't hold back his strength and fell forward, his handsome face making close contact with the ground.
The dignified saint, one of the most powerful beings in the world, actually fell into a "dog eating shit" in an extremely inelegant posture.
"What a bitch!"
He is a proud and arrogant person, and he is also lustful. He has long been coveted by Feng Qingyu, a stunning beauty in the world. Showing such an ugly appearance in front of the beauty he has coveted for a long time, teach him how to bear it, he can't help but become furious and pale. His face was full of ferocious looks.
A giant black dragon with a thick body and covered with blazing flames appeared out of thin air in the hall. It opened its teeth and claws, roared angrily, and rushed towards Feng Qingyu's delicate body.
The black dragon's body was so huge that it almost filled the entire hall, leaving little room for the saint to dodge.
In a fit of rage, he finally lost his mind and no longer considered the other party's life or death. Instead, he directly used his strongest weapon without any regard.
Facing the menacing black fire dragon, Feng Qingyu's expression remained unchanged, and his body once again shone with aqua-blue light.
"boom!"
The violent black flames engulfed her completely, and the scorching breath swept across all directions, and the temperature of the entire hall instantly rose a lot.
What a pity for such a good skin!
Looking at the beauty submerged in the raging sea of fire, Shen Wei felt happy but also felt a little regretful.
After all, the saint's appearance and figure were definitely one of the best, even in the eyes of an old pervert like him.
Since the day Feng Qingyu was admitted by Mo Disheng, he has been thinking about this stunning beauty all the time, always trying his best to get close to her, deliberately showing off, trying to attract the beauty's attention and win her favor.
However, Feng Qingyu, who was only fifteen years old at the time, always turned a blind eye to him and made no excuses.
After several years of this, when he finally couldn't stand the cold treatment anymore and planned to take action against this cold and arrogant woman in the name of "guidance", he was surprised to find that the other woman actually fell in love when he was only twenty years old. After entering the realm of the Spirit Master, he was able to use his extraordinary fighting skills to deal with himself dozens of times without losing, and he persisted until Mo Disheng arrived.
Later, Shen Wei, who was still waiting for an opportunity to take action, suddenly realized that he could no longer find Feng Qingyu.
This "Dark Temple" saint disappeared silently.
When she reappeared, Shen Wei once again shamelessly stepped forward to "point out" the opponent. The result of this fight was far beyond everyone's expectations.
As the Lord of the Third Palace, he was actually defeated!
Defeated at the hands of a young woman in her early twenties!
Defeated at the hands of an ordinary spiritual master who has not yet understood the great truth!
That day, Shen Wei returned to his residence in despair, as if he was in a nightmare.
He could even imagine how quickly this defeat was spreading in the "Dark Temple", and how he, the Lord of the Third Temple, would become a source of laughter for everyone after dinner.
That night, from the visiting Mo Disheng, he finally learned about the "reincarnation body", a perverted physique that was simply unparalleled in heaven and earth, and also learned what kind of evildoer he had always coveted.
From that day on, he buried this desire deeply in his heart and never took the initiative to approach Feng Qingyu's residence. Instead, he honestly stayed away and tried not to meet each other as much as possible.
However, as the saying goes, a dog cannot change his eating of shit, and a person's desires will not die out due to temporary suppression.
It is like an insidious predator, just hiding quietly, waiting for the right time to show its prowess again.
This opportunity did not make him wait too long.
Sanctify!
At the moment when he entered the realm of saint, his mind suddenly became active, and he once again started to use his crooked brain, planning to take advantage of the other two palace masters to go out, resolutely take down Feng Qingyu, and cook the raw rice into cooked rice. .
According to his idea, if Feng Qingyu had a slightly normal mind, he would not dare to disobey a saint's will.
Moreover, no matter how awesome the "reincarnation body" is, the saint's ordinary spirit master's cultivation will never be able to compete with the saint.
From any angle, this sudden attack can be said to be a sure thing, and there is no reason for failure.
However, there is always a deep gap between reality and imagination, which is difficult to bridge.
Not only did this beautiful woman with monstrous qualifications dismiss him, she actually realized the great way in just a few days, and her strength increased by leaps and bounds, forcing herself to use all her strength.
When a saint takes action with all his strength, the spiritual master will only die!
This is the result of opposing me!
Looking at the blazing black fire that lingered for a long time, the regretful expression on Shen Wei's face gradually dissipated, and instead revealed a trace of cruelty.
Before the black fire went out, he turned around and planned to leave the Holy Maiden Hall.
As for the punishment that Merdisheng would impose after killing the saint, he was not too worried.
The value of a living saint is much higher than that of a dead genius.
He was sure that Mo Disheng would never fail to understand this truth.
However, as soon as he turned around, a charming white face came into view.
Eyebrows like willow trees, eyes like peach blossoms, sandalwood mouth light, graceful body, what else could it be if it wasn't wind and rain?
"You're not dead?"
Shen Wei's heart trembled, his expression changed drastically, and he couldn't help blurting out.
Feng Qingyu smiled faintly, with a hint of contempt flashing in his eyes.
Her right arm was wrapped with bright red aura, and she grabbed Shen Wei's shoulder with lightning speed.
The two looked at each other, and Shen Wei actually saw the existence of two bright red and black lights in her pupils at the same time.
"ah!!!"
Immediately afterwards, a shrill scream filled the hall.
