Eighteen Linwu ghosts were preparing to avenge the other half of their brothers who died. Unexpectedly, Feng Jueyu took an artifact and made them feel that a disaster was coming.

The overwhelming thunderous light came down in dense waves, like a thundering ocean, in which there was an endless stream of sword energy filled with purple thunder essence.

It's like thousands of swords returning to the clan, and like a thunderstorm coming from the sky.

"Purple Thunder Spirit, this is not the second heaven..."

Throughout the ages, the night demon world has known that the number of planes is so large that even the spirit world cannot compare with it.

The in-depth knowledge of the divine world allows the Night Demon clan to know many planes and even some second-level planes.

And Ye Xunkong is the youngest genius of the Ye Xun clan. Naturally, he has studied various sources of great avenues preserved in the ancient times from the classics, including the Purple Thunder Spirit.

The Purple Thunder Essence is a kind of great avenue god source from a certain plane in the second heaven. Its power is many times more powerful than most of the great avenue god sources in the first level heaven.

Under normal circumstances, even a little bit of this kind of thunder essence is an excellent material for refining artifacts and magic treasures. It is extremely rare and priceless.

But now, Feng Jueyu casually waved the bamboo in his hand, and actually released such terrifying purple thunder energy. Obviously, this artifact is very amazing.

Although this artifact is only at the low-grade level, there is really too much purple nirvana contained in it.

With a wave of his hand, thunder rolled over the sky, but the spiritual essence of the bamboo was still full of energy and unparalleled.

What a treasure is this?

At first, Ye Xunkong thought that Feng Jueyu's level was too low and he could not have any treasures on his body.

But now he didn't dare to think so. An ancient clock artifact with three marks that could capture people's souls and capture their souls could kill people without being visible.

A small piece of bamboo can actually release such a terrifying purple thunder essence. Could it be that he has some unknown connection with the stone thunder beast hiding in the Crazy Thunder Cave of Tiangang Gate?

How is that possible? That giant beast came from the second heaven, with eyes higher than the top. Even Xu Lu, the master of the Tiangang Sect, could ignore it. How could it treat a fourth-level reptile in a different light?

Ye Xunkong gritted his teeth angrily and was filled with confusion, and soon stopped thinking about it.

At the moment of life and death, no matter what connection he has with the Stone Thunder Beast, it will not be of any help to this battle.

This guy didn't go all out from the beginning, which is simply unfathomable.

Under Ye Xunkong's astonished gaze, the ten second-class Linwu ghosts beside him were directly submerged under the thunderous purple light. For a moment, purple light and electricity flashed wildly, and each body was like a

The blood flower exploded into pieces, and blood flew out, dense as rain.

The methods of gods and men in the sixth-level realm are not unskilled, but Rinwu Guizha, who is good at assassination, has always had a flaw that cannot be changed.

That is, they sacrificed a lot of time that could be used for physical training to consolidate their killing methods, thus leaving regrets and flaws in physical defense.

They are indeed very fast, but if they are forced into a head-on confrontation, the one who will be injured will definitely be Linwu Guizhao.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Intense rumblings resounded one after another, and each and every crow ghost was shattered to pieces.

Of course, this is not a casual blow, but the true state of swordsmanship that combines the three Wuding styles.

Using the Wu Lei Bamboo to cast the Uncertain Sky Drive that can drive away light and lightning, the power of the Purple Thunder Spirit can be regarded as some kind of power bonus, as terrifying as a beast.

The rumbling sound was endless, the screams were endless, and when a piece of purple sword energy poured out amidst the thunder and lightning, only seven of the eighteen Linwu ghosts were left alive, and all of them were severely injured and were powerless.

Fight again.

The remaining people all died unexpectedly, with no remains of their bodies.

Moreover, the seven people who survived barely escaped death because they gave up all the defensive magic weapons on their bodies. Although they were still alive, their injuries were so severe that they could no longer take action.

There were even a few people who suffered from missing limbs and half-destroyed bodies, and ended up with a bleak end that they could never recover from.

With one sword, one talisman, and one bamboo, a group of thirty-six second-class ghosts with six-level transformations were slaughtered. There were only ten survivors in total, and they could no longer fight, making the Eight Winds Tiangang battle formation no longer possible.

pose a threat to him.

After carefully counting the contemporary geniuses from both camps, they were all dumbfounded by Feng Jueyu's outstanding three moves.

What kind of talent does this have to cross borders and kill enemies across levels?

Is this guy Feng Jueyu too perverted?

The geniuses from both camps had long been frightened by Feng Jueyu's grace and had forgotten to discuss it. They just felt that they could not give up any wonderful moment, otherwise they would be regretting their original intention of risking their lives to participate in this battle.

In the center of the battlefield, Feng Jueyu paid no attention to the ten old and weak soldiers. He raised his sword and went straight to kill Ye Xunkong.

"You are the only one left. Take your sword and don't let me down."

Suddenly looking back, Feng Jueyu came out of thin air in the wind, as if a god descended to earth to rule over the world. The Huangquan sword in his hand screamed louder and louder, resounding in all directions, causing the thick evil clouds that were about to move in the sky to retreat without even attacking, and collapsed.

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At this time, Feng Jueyu's green robe was stained with blood and tattered, and his whole body was covered with large and small sword wounds and bruises, just like a vanguard general who had walked out of a bloody battlefield.

He looked embarrassed and decadent, with injuries all over his body, but his temperament had completely changed from what he had just now.

The green robe hunts, controls the wind and breaks the void, the energy of the whole body is no longer retained, and the sword suddenly transforms into all aspects, like the vast ocean, like the mountains, like the sky swordsman stepping through the stars, and the power is like suppressing the deep abyss and the sky.

After taking a few steps, his divine power transformed the mountains and rivers, and his majestic and tidal spiritual thoughts were as solid as iron, standing masculine, making everyone lose consciousness.

Deify everything!

This is a means to control spiritual thoughts and evolve all things. How is it possible? He is only in the fourth realm.

As a strong person in the Seventh Transformation Realm, how could Xia Pengzhan not know how difficult it is to control the power of spiritual thoughts?

He has been studying this path since the sixth stage of the lower realm. For three hundred thousand years, he has been tirelessly searching for this path, but he can only reach the point where all his thoughts turn into rain.

It's a whole level lower than Feng Jueyu's ability to control spiritual thoughts.

This guy is really a pervert.

The control of the power of spiritual thoughts is mainly divided into several levels, namely, spiritual thoughts turn into silk, ten thousand thoughts turn into rain, all phenomena evolve, and one thought turns into the sky.

Feng Jueyu has now jumped directly to the third level, how terrifying it is.

On the periphery of the battlefield, bursts of uncontrollable commotion broke out.

At this time, how could those top geniuses not see that through this battle, Feng Jueyu had tempered his spiritual thoughts to an extremely radiant level.

In the past, geniuses like them wouldn't even dare to think about it.

"Evolve all things, I understand. This guy is fighting against the heroes alone, just to hone his spiritual mind. It's terrible."

Xiao Qing finally realized Feng Jueyu's solitary purpose and was shocked.

Xiao Shuang couldn't believe it. After all, she had only just learned the secret of this way and had not practiced it yet.

As for Temu Tuanzhen, he only felt happy.

I am glad that I am not like Ye Xunzhan, Ironwood Giant Hand, Ironwood Piaoxue, etc. who overestimate their abilities and compete with a pervert who can explore the way of spiritual thoughts in the fourth realm.

That is tantamount to seeking death.

The same scene is also happening in the Tiangangmen camp.

A first-rate person like Yan Yu, who stands between contemporary geniuses and extreme geniuses, naturally understands the horror of the evolution of spiritual thoughts into all things.

But at this moment, he had an idea and seemed to have thought of something, and said in surprise: "Could it be..."

"What?"

"No, this is impossible, absolutely not."

"Brother Yanyu, what exactly did you think of?"

Huang Feihe and others turned to look over, and Yan Yu shook his head repeatedly: "I was just wondering if Junior Brother Feng stubbornly accepted the challenge but refused to let anyone help him, whether he wanted to use this to kill the situation and develop his Taoism."

"What?"

If you don't say anything shocking, you will die.

After Yanyu finished speaking, all the geniuses looked over, with incredible and unbelievable expressions on their brows.

Immediately, Huang Feihe laughed loudly and said: "Yanyu, are you crazy? He is in the fourth realm. Even if he has tempered his spiritual thoughts, it is impossible for him to touch such profound principles. You are obsessed with it."

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Yanyu didn't refute, and buried his head in thought.

Indeed, the theory of Dao Veins is too vague for ordinary gods like them who have not advanced to the seventh level. If Feng Jueyu is really developing Dao Veins, it would be unrealistic.

"Generating Dao Meridians? Absolutely impossible."

Xia Pengzhan was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but deny it.

In fact, it is so difficult to evolve the Dao Meridian. It requires one's own good fortune to encounter a heaven-defying opportunity to do it. Before that, it had to be done in a treasure land filled with extremely strong luck of heaven and earth.

All three conditions are indispensable.

And every condition among them is as unfulfillable as a myth.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for Feng Jueyu to develop Taoism.

Besides, how does a small fourth-level disciple know what Dao Meridian is?

But it has to be said that just tempering his spiritual thoughts to the point where they can evolve into all things is enough to make him proud.

I saw that Feng Jueyu had become the unique master of that battlefield.
To be continued...