The whole clan ascends, awakening the strongest clan system!

"Let's go!"

Feng Tiancheng looked fierce, waved his big hand, and ordered the whole army to set off!

Woo-!
Boom-!Boom-!Boom-!
The high-pitched and loud sound of the horn resounded through the sky, like an eagle hitting the sky!

The vigorous sound of war drums is earth-shattering, like ten thousand horses galloping!

The 14 iron army marched to conquer the evil ghost sect with awe-inspiring murderous aura.

The situation is rising again, and a big battle is about to begin!

Feng Tiancheng dispatched so many troops at one time, which naturally attracted the attention of all major forces.

The evil ghost sect that was slaughtering everywhere naturally also received the news, but not only did they not have any fear, but each of them had fierce eyes and crazy smiles.

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In the imperial city, in the main hall.

The four guardians of the Evil Ghost Sect received the news that Feng Tiancheng was going to conquer the Evil Ghost Sect, all of them had strange expressions on their faces, and all of them had inexplicable smiles on their faces.

"Hehe, this Feng Tiancheng is really not afraid of death. We haven't settled with him yet, but he has come to us." The ghost said with a smile.

"This Feng Tiancheng is also a character, how did we become enemies with him in the first place?" Xuan Gui frowned.

Izumo smiled lightly and said, "Oh, the black and red ghosts who came out to explore the way at the beginning died at the hands of him! No matter what the cause is, now that he has killed so many of us, there is no possibility of reconciliation. Besides, I heard This is God's promise to revenge, we have plotted against him so many times, and he may not reconcile with us!"

"What's the purpose of reconciliation? Just kill whoever comes! I heard that he is also a knife player, I hope his knife skills will not disappoint me, my blood knife has long been thirsty! Hahaha!" His blood knife, like looking at the most beautiful woman in the world, with blurred eyes, caressed the blade with pity.

"The suzerain is about to leave the customs, we need to collect enough blood! Otherwise, we can't bear the anger of the old man when he gets angry!" Xuan Gui frowned and spoke again.

"Oh, what are you panicking about? The 10,000+ troops brought by Feng Tiancheng can just provide us with a lot of blood, which is really a timely help!" A red light flashed in Tian Gui's eyes, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

Izumo sneered and said, "The blood slaves we controlled should come in handy. Let these wastes be reused and contribute their final value."

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At the same time, Feng Tiancheng led the army to block and kill the gods, and the Buddha blocked and killed the Buddha, sweeping past all the way!

The strongholds occupied by the Evil Ghost Sect were uprooted one by one by Feng Tiancheng's army, and all the Evil Ghost Sect monks they met on the road were killed by Feng Tiancheng's army, leaving no one alive.

As for Feng Tiancheng, unless it was absolutely necessary, he basically didn't make any moves during this period, because he wanted to use the members of the Evil Ghost Sect as a sharpening stone for his army to train their ability to cooperate.

The most important thing for an army is to cooperate. Without a coordinated army, no matter how many people there are, they are nothing but stragglers, and they will collapse at the first touch.

As the killings gradually increased, Feng Tiancheng's Black Armored Army had significantly improved their coordination, and they fought more and more easily. The formations were laid out one by one, and the killed Evil Ghost Sect monks threw away their helmets and armor, trembling with fear.

Among them, the most dazzling one is Feng Fanxing!

Relying on his Golden Core cultivation base and his superb ability to control fire.

He is like a scorching sun, shining with indelible light!
The Golden Core cultivator was like an ant in front of Feng Fanxing. He raised his hand and burned it to death!
Even the fake baby monk is just a close enemy in front of Feng Fanxing!
"Red Flame Fist!"

At this moment, Feng Fanxing had red hair and red pupils, full of fighting spirit. With a roar, his whole body was filled with crimson flames, like a flame war god, carrying a crimson flame that seemed to be able to burn everything, and punched a fake baby monk roaring away .

"Boy! Don't be too rampant, you think you are the only one who can play with fire? Let me die! Huo You Palm!"

The fake baby cultivator of the Evil Ghost Sect yelled angrily, and struck fiercely, with deadly moves!

He saw that Feng Tiancheng wanted to use him as a sharpening stone for his juniors, and he was furious in his heart, determined to kill Feng Fanxing and make Feng Tiancheng lose face.

With Feng Tiancheng's cultivation and popularity, if he can make Feng Tiancheng lose face, even death is worth it.

Feng Tiancheng saw through his thoughts, with sarcasm in his eyes, unmoved.

He believed in Feng Fanxing's strength. If Feng Fanxing couldn't even deal with a fake baby monk, he would be too ashamed of his reputation as the Red Sun Physique, the King of Fire.

boom! ! !
It was too late to say it, but it was too fast, punches and palms touched together, setting off a shocking storm!
"puff!!!"

The next moment, a figure rolled back out of the storm, with blood gushing from its mouth, its body was riddled with holes, and fist marks exuding flames were printed one after another.

This person is exactly the fake baby monk of the Evil Ghost Sect.

At this moment, his clothes were in tatters, he was in a state of distress, and his eyes were full of fear towards Feng Fanxing.

"It's just a late-stage golden core, how... how can it be so strong!?" His eyes widened, his expression horrified, and he thought in disbelief.

boom! ! !
At this moment, in mid-air, the spiritual storm was shattered by Feng Fanxing's punch, bringing endless fireworks, burning the sky, and the coercion was shocking!

"How can a mere Fanhuo compete with Wang Huo!?"

Fengfan Xingkongling's majestic voice sounded, and bursts of flames were immediately set off. The endless flames turned into ferocious fire dragons, wrapped around his body, and roared silently towards the sky!

At this moment, he is like a god king in fire, wearing flaming armor and a hundred-foot fire dragon, looking down on the world and looking down on the sky!
boom! ! !
After all, Feng Fanxing struck again, and with one punch, a hundred-foot fire dragon roared ferociously, surging out, carrying endless waves of burning heat, and went straight to the fake baby monk!

"no!!!"

The fake baby cultivator of the evil ghost sect was terrified and instantly swallowed by the fire dragon, his body and soul were burned to ashes, leaving no bones left.

"The fire cavalry general is mighty!"

"The fire cavalry general is mighty!"

"The fire cavalry general is mighty!"

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Below, thousands of soldiers cheered loudly, looking at Feng Fanxing who was showing his might and heroism at this moment with admiration.

Feng Tiancheng looked at Feng Fanxing who showed his skills, and couldn't help but nodded in relief.

As my descendants are getting stronger and stronger, as an ancestor, I am naturally happy.

But while he was happy, Feng Tiancheng couldn't help sighing that this younger generation's Chiyang Holy Physique looked much more impressive than his own Primal Chaos Primordial Physique.

Look at this Feng Fanxing, who is surrounded by fire dragons, possessed by fire armor, and surrendered by thousands of fires, how handsome, how imposing, how compelling!

Looking at Feng Tiancheng, he couldn't help feeling a little envious.

"This rubbish chaotic primordial body, when will I be able to soar into the sky and become the number one king in the world?"

Feng Tiancheng secretly thought in his heart, determined to work hard to cultivate, unlock all the potential of the primordial primordial body of chaos as soon as possible, and become the number one force in the world who can pick the stars with his hands, step on the sun and the moon with his feet, and rewind the world with a wave of his hand. king!