Chapter 1673 (1/2)

”The fallen throne, the feather of the fallen angel, no, not only the fallen feather of the fallen angel, but also a large number of other fierce birds and even the feather of the divine bird. This breath is a congenital treasure. Moreover, it is not an ordinary congenital treasure, but also the original magic treasure of the fallen son. It is very strong and absolutely beyond imagination.”

Yi Tianxing felt that the congenital Yin and Yang eyes quickly peeped into the fallen throne. The magic light emitted from the throne is almost difficult for Yin and Yang eyes to understand. It can be imagined how powerful it is.

But I still got some information.

This throne, it seems, is made of countless ferocious feather feathers. Each one has a terrible Qi mechanism. There are a large number of feather feathers in it. Only Yi Tianxing can distinguish them, including phoenix feathers, qingluan feathers, white crane feathers, peacock feathers, swan feathers, owl feathers, thunder eagle feathers, etc. There are many kinds. At a glance, I'm afraid there are hundreds or thousands of kinds.

How many are there? I'm afraid no one can tell apart from the fallen son.

Gathered into this throne, it is not only full of mystery, but also natural, just like a real perfect art. There is no flaw, perfect to the extreme. Feather plumes, puffing and puffing the edge, if it were not the master, others would be pierced by feather plumes and hanged into a mass of rotten meat on the spot. It's really terrible. These plumes are endless swords.

In fact, it is true.

It is not so simple that the fallen throne can become the original life magic treasure of the fallen son.

At the beginning, it was just a treasure of heaven and earth, and its prototype was just an immortal chaotic chalcedony. This chalcedony has strong plasticity and can be shaped into any kind of magic weapon with will, and the corresponding congenital prohibitions are derived from it. According to legend, this immortal chaotic chalcedony was conceived from the bone marrow of the bones after the fall of the chaotic demon God at the beginning of the day. It has immeasurable miracles and is extremely mysterious.

After the fallen son got it, he was ecstatic and began to collect the feather feathers of various divine birds and birds, and the feather feathers shed by the strong in the family, which were integrated into the chaotic chalcedony. Finally, he sacrificed and refined this fallen throne, and the chalcedony can be perfectly integrated with the feather feathers. The top Dharma prohibition derived from it - Wanyu Wuxiang falling into God prohibition!!

This dharma ban can be said to be a ban created specifically to deal with these plumes. You can fuse endless plumes with chaotic chalcedony as the core, not only retain the original power of these plumes, but also make them have the power of darkness and degeneration for perfect fusion. These plumes can not only gather together at will according to their original attributes, but also derive various magical powers.

In this law, the most magical thing is the word Wuxiang.

You can't imagine everything without phase. It's really mysterious.

Once urged to the extreme, it can be described as ever-changing and extremely terrible.

Now it is not the law prohibition, but the transformation from the law prohibition to the treasure prohibition, and then from the treasure prohibition to the spirit prohibition. Also known as divine prohibition. The name is still the original, but the power has undergone earth shaking transformation.

Moreover, as long as you sit on the fallen throne, your strength can increase tenfold. This increase is the overall increase. Whether it is magic war skills or soul Qi and blood, it will be greatly increased invisibly.

Sitting on the throne, the fallen son felt that he was like an unparalleled demon God, suppressing the four directions, and could dominate everything and control everything in heaven and earth. That feeling is very mysterious. But there is no doubt that this is his most powerful moment.

The fallen son sits on the throne, and the fallen throne hangs in the void. Looking down at the four directions, everything around is controlled by it. The laws of heaven and earth, Tao and rhyme are controlled, as if they were just like a field. No difference.

”Fire can destroy the world and burn the sky.”

The fallen son scratched forward in his hands. It was impressively visible that plumes flew out of the fallen throne, and gathered together at the first time. In the blink of an eye, they turned into a black feather fan. This feather fan naturally outlines mysterious magic patterns.

Boom!!

Holding the feather fan, he aimed at Yi Tianxing's impolite fan and fanned out.

Suddenly, a layer of dark magic fire swept out like a tide. This magic fire is terrible. It is called fallen magic flame, which integrates all kinds of flame origins. Can feel the smell of sulfur, can feel whether it is wind, water, stone and other substances, can be ignited by it. In the blink of an eye, a large battlefield directly turned into a fire hell, and magma appeared in the earth, transmitting a blazing smell of sulfur.

All kinds of fierce birds appear one after another.

The Phoenix, peacock, giant eagle and so on all changed greatly. The smell sent out was full of depravity. They were frantically killing Yi Tianxing. There is no doubt that these have great terror and killing power.

The breath emitted by each statue is no worse than that of Daotai. It looks terrible.

”It's strong and terrible. But what can fire do to me?”