Zongwu: Opening Awakening copy and paste

And he, Feng Ping, is the third spirit that unexpectedly appeared!

Could it be that before I was reborn and came across, his body had already become a carrier for others to be reborn? !

A flash of light flashed in Feng Wuhen's mind, and he thought to himself.

"come here!"

After Feng Wuhen pondered, he pointed at Gui Kui and said coldly.

Hearing Feng Wuhen's voice, everyone slightly raised their heads to look at Feng Wuhen almost at the same time.

After Gui Kui saw that Feng Wuhen was calling him, he knelt on the ground and moved his knees to Feng Wuhen.

"What are your instructions?"

Gui Kui asked tremblingly.

As the suzerain of the demon clan, when did you bow down to others so much?

"What exactly is going on?!"

Feng Wuhen stared at Gui Kui closely, and asked sharply.

"I don't know the specific subordinates. I only know that you are the demon god, the hope of my demon clan rebirth! The demon clan has been waiting for this day for thousands of years!"

Gui Kui lowered his head and replied respectfully.

"How do you prove that what you said is true?"

Feng Wuhen frowned and continued to ask.

"Your Majesty, please move to the Holy Land of the Demon Sect, and you will know when the time comes."

Gui Kui rolled his eyes and replied hastily.

"lead the way!"

Feng Wuhen said coldly.

Gui Kui agreed, and immediately got up from the ground, walking towards the back of the castle.

Feng Wuhen followed without hesitation, but because he injured his left leg with the snow wolf knife just now, he walked with a limp.

He had to figure out what was going on.

Ximen Chuuxue, Lan Xinyu and others hurriedly followed.

...

After a long time, under the guidance of Gui Kui, Feng Wuhen and his group bypassed the ancient castle, entered a deep mountain, and then passed through a long, long tunnel to a strange valley.

Under the blood-red sky, a steep valley suddenly appeared in everyone's sight. Four towering and thick stone pillars stood at the four corners of the valley, and cracks appeared on the pillars.

Even the ground of the valley was already covered with cracks, as if it was about to collapse, a faint smog enveloped the surroundings.

"The deafening noise just now may have come from here."

Lan Xinyu followed behind Feng Wuhen, whispering softly.

"This is the Holy Land of the Demon Sect."

Gui Kui pointed to the valley in front of him and said respectfully.

Feng Wuhen squinted his eyes, looked intently, and then found that the faint smoke gradually dissipated, and then a high platform appeared in the middle of the valley.

On the high platform, sitting cross-legged, was an old man in black robe with white beard and hair, with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was meditating.

"See Elder."

"Feng Wuhen has arrived!"

Gui Kui took a few steps forward, bowed respectfully to the old man in black robe, then walked quickly to the edge of the high platform, turned to look at Feng Wuhen.

The originally respectful expression on his face disappeared, and instead a sneer appeared.

Elder?

Feng Wuhen raised his eyebrows and looked at the old man in black robe who was meditating, but then he was surprised to find that he couldn't see through the depth of that old man's cultivation!

Another master from outside the sky? !

"The Holy Realm is shaking, it seems that the Demon God Venerable has finally completed his reincarnation and returned to the Demon City!"

The elder of the demon clan suddenly opened his eyes slowly, and his sharp gaze instantly cast on Feng Wuhen's body.

"Elder? It seems that you can explain to me what happened just now."

Feng Wuhen snorted coldly, and said lightly.

"Thousands of years ago, the first battle god of our Demon Sect, the Demon God, was defeated by the joint attack of the Immortal Clan and the Immortal Zong. After nine reincarnations, you can be reborn!"

"It's just that this elder didn't expect that you, a mere mortal body, could suppress the Primordial Spirit of Demon God Venerable! Prevented his rebirth!"

"You really impress this elder, but if my guess is correct, it should be the power of the dragon in your body that is causing the trouble?"

The elder of the Mozu looked at Feng Wuhen, and said slowly, with a faint smile on his lips.

After listening to the words of the demon elders, Feng Wuhen's face couldn't help but change.

It seems that he guessed right, but he didn't expect that such weird things really happened in the world. It seems that he still doesn't know enough about this world that he traveled through.

"I don't care about demon gods or monsters. Feng Wuhen is Feng Wuhen, and I can only be Feng Wuhen. No one can control me!"

Feng Wuhen gritted his teeth and said coldly.

If he is really controlled by the primordial spirit of some demon god, not only Feng Wuhen will die, but Feng Ping will die too!

A body without a soul would no longer belong to either of them! !

"It's too late, since you've come to the Holy Land of the Demon Sect, you have no chance to choose!"

The elder of the Mozu slowly stood up while speaking.

When Gui Kui, who was standing by the high platform, heard this, the sneer on the corner of his mouth became more and more unscrupulous.

"Then I'll kill you! By the way, I'll destroy this shit holy land!"

Feng Wuhen snorted coldly, and said disdainfully.

"Kill me?! By you?!"

The elder of the demon clan sneered, and suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and instantly came in front of Feng Wuhen, and slapped Feng Wuhen's Tianling with his palm!

Without hesitation, Feng Wuhen also waved a palm, facing the palm of the elder of the demon clan!

A loud noise sounded instantly!

Immediately afterwards, Feng Wuhen was seen flying backwards like a kite with a broken string!

Seeing this scene, Ximen Chuuxue and Fengli rushed out almost at the same time, jumped up, and reached out to catch Feng Wuhen at the same time!

But as soon as the two of them came into contact with Feng Wuhen, they were shocked by the palm of the elder of the demon clan remaining on Feng Wuhen's body and flew out, falling heavily on the ground!He spit out a mouthful of blood!

At the same time, Feng Wuhen has also landed!

A muffled groan sounded, and Feng Wuhen who fell to the ground felt that his bones were almost falling apart, and he struggled to get up from the ground and knelt down on one knee.

After checking his body, Feng Wuhen found that he hadn't suffered any damage, but he felt that his head was about to burst, and he almost fainted.

Feeling the turbulent waves in the sea of ​​spirit and meaning, Feng Wuhen instantly understood that the elder of the demon clan didn't want to destroy his physical body, but his primordial spirit!

But just when Feng Wuhen wanted to understand this point, the elder of the Mozu had already killed him again, and attacked with another palm, directly taking Feng Wuhen's face...

Chapter 331 The Heavenly Extermination

Magic City.

Demon Sect Holy Realm.

Seeing the second palm of the elder of the demon clan hit in front of him in a blink of an eye, Feng Wuhen let out a long cry, and the Snow Wolf Knife finally came out of its sheath again!

The blood-red knife light illuminated the Holy Land as scarlet as blood!

Another loud bang!

I saw that Feng Wuhen was blown away by a palm again!

The second palm of the elder of the demon clan actually hit directly on the blade of the Snow Wolf Knife!He simply ignored any attack from Feng Wuhen!

A mouthful of blood spurted out from Feng Wuhen's mouth, and then fell heavily on the ground again!

"Pavilion Lord!"

Lan Xinyu screamed, and made a gesture to rush towards Feng Wuhen.

Feng Li hastily reached out and grabbed Lan Xinyu, shaking his head frequently.

"Princess, we can only rely on Pavilion Master Feng himself now, we can't help him!"

Feng Li said with difficulty.

He also knew that if Feng Wuhen couldn't withstand the attack of the demon elders, all of them would not be able to leave here, but even so, he would not put Her Royal Highness in danger, at least not now.

While speaking, the elder of the Demon Race had already shot again, and rushed straight to Feng Wuhen who was lying motionless on the ground!

At this moment, a white figure suddenly flashed, quickly flew to Feng Wuhen's side, and stabbed the elder of the demon clan with a sword!

Ximen blows snow!

But even Feng Wuhen is no match, how could he stop him! ?

A moment later, Ximen Chuuxue was seen flying upside down, the long sword in his hand flew away, and fell heavily to the ground with a face as dead as ashes!

The elder of the Mozu snorted coldly, without looking at Ximen Chuuxue for a second time, he walked slowly towards Feng Wuhen.

Everything seems to be coming to an end soon.

But at this moment, the elder of the Demon Race suddenly stopped, with a look of surprise on his face, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Feng Wuhen who was lying motionless on the ground!

I saw Feng Wuhen struggling to stand up slowly from the ground, hunched over, with his head deeply buried in his chest, and the Snow Wolf Knife drooping in his hand, as if he was about to drop it soon.

At this moment, he looks like he is at the end of his strength, and even if the wind is stronger, he will be self-defeating.

But the face of the elder of the demon clan became more and more solemn, and there was even a trace of panic in the depths of his eyes!

A killing intent that was extremely suppressed suddenly began to permeate the surrounding air, as if it wanted to devour everything in the world!Leave everyone breathless!

"Remind the host that the invincible replication system has been activated!"

"The system sensed the Heaven-Punishing Demon Art and is currently copying and pasting..."

"Congratulations to the host, the magic art of killing the world and destroying the world has been copied successfully!"

As the system's notification sound came from his mind again, Feng Wuhen's whole body was instantly shrouded in black mist, and the Snow Wolf Knife was once again entangled in black mist!

The ultimate aura of death and injury enveloped the hearts of everyone present!Almost everyone saw their own death at the same time!

The elder of the demon clan froze in place, looking at Feng Wuhen standing in a strange posture in disbelief, couldn't help swallowing, his hands hanging on his sides couldn't help trembling slightly!

Immediately afterwards, Feng Wuhen, who was hunched over, suddenly broke through the black mist that surrounded him, and rushed towards the elder of the demon clan like lightning!It's like a white horse passing through the gap, invisible to the naked eye!

The elder of the demon clan was shocked, and hastily attacked with both palms with all his strength, attacking Feng Wuhen who was oncoming!

But this time, the ending is completely reversed!

Seeing a flash of saber energy, the elder of the demon clan screamed, and flew backwards involuntarily, hitting the high platform heavily!

"Destroy the heavens and destroy the world?!"

"You actually merged the Heaven-Punishing Demon Art and the Saber Art?! This is impossible!!"

The demon elder who fell heavily on the ground looked at Feng Wuhen shrouded in black mist in horror, and said in disbelief.

The demonic attack of killing heaven and destroying the world is a unique skill created by the demon god thousands of years ago. He once used this skill to complete the killing of immortals!If Xianzhu and Xianmen hadn't joined forces at the same time, the demon god would have long since perished!

But this magical skill has already been learned by Feng Wuhen at this time!How can this be? !

What he didn't know was that the Feng Wuhen in front of him was not the real Feng Wuhen at all, and Feng Ping, who had the invincible copy system, had already replaced Feng Wuhen, which was already impossible!

Just now, the system has sensed the world-killing kung fu contained in the demon god primordial spirit in Feng Wuhen's spiritual mind, and copied and pasted it in an instant!

"From now on, I am a god!"

Feng Wuhen raised his head slowly, looked at the elder of the demon clan who was lying under the high platform with eyes as dark as an abyss, and said word by word.

Endless killing intent is contained in every word, permeating the air.

"Your honor!"