At the top of Qingqiu Peak, a strange scene appeared. The Hongtu, which was once regarded as a good fortune, became a grand plan and tried to control the world, does not have the terrifying strength. In their opinion, Miss Wu Qingqiu was definitely a hot-headed person who fell in love with this guy who was useless except for his identity. It is really not worth mentioning his cultivation.

But now, the situation is obviously a bit unbelievable. In three months, ordinary people may have to work hard on martial arts and gain such a superficial progress. However, this guy has actually improved his cultivation to the point where he is as dazzling as Chen Luo and Zhao Jin? How is this possible?

It's similar to those of the Tiangong Gate's unknown details. Wu Qingqiu and Feng Bo simply don't know Feng Jueyu. The biggest reason is that it may be three days, five days, or seven days, and it is definitely no more than seven days ago. This guy is obviously still at the sixth level of Ningzhen's cultivation level, but how come he has become the alchemy realm in just a few days? This is too incredible.

There is no way to figure out how Feng Jueyu did it. Wu Qingqiu now only knows that if he abandoned the uncle who slandered him just now, he might not have to be bound by marriage in the future. This kid now has the ability to compete with Chen Luo and Zhao Jin.

Although she was a little lucky, Wu Qingqiu no longer knew how to be grateful. The rest was only upset. Why did she do such a thing happen at the critical moment when she broke through the clouds and mist and saw the sunlight? This kid was simply trying to die.

Everyone had their own thoughts, including Feng Bo, who was also constantly taking it for granted. He knew that the effect of the Qiansheng Pill was very strong, but it was so strong that it would turn a three-level Condensation Realm into a elixir realm within three months. This was definitely not his original intention, nor was it a step he could have imagined. So Feng Bo was thinking about where the difference occurred for a long time, which led to such a perverted birth.

Just as everyone was thrilling about Feng Jueyu's strength, in fact, he had already completed more than a hundred moves with Chen Luo and Zhao Jin. The three of them had offensive and defensive attacks, and they were constantly advancing and retreating. They were not at the upper hand or at the lower hand. Although it seemed that the match was equal, in fact, Chen Luo and Zhao Jin were in trouble.

The so-called people in the authorities are confused, this sentence is not absolute. At least now, the shock of Chen Luo and Zhao Jinxin is a real existence. Although they do not understand why Feng Jueyu has such a terrifying cultivation speed, he knows where the most powerful thing about this guy is now.

Persistence.

It seemed like it was endless to use the endless true energy. In the matchup of the hundred moves just now, Chen Luo and Zhao Jin used the first-level purple flame martial arts several times. Each move and every move had extremely strong destructive and lethality. However, when all these martial arts were used on Feng Jueyu, the two of them had only a feeling of a muddy cow entering the sea, as if they had gone through a lot of hardships but got a fur-like reward, which was really hard to accept.

All of this comes from Feng Jueyu's continuous true energy and a purple flame first-grade trick that really falls on a master of the same level. From the perspective of hard work, both of them have almost the same consumption. However, Feng Jueyu is like a madman. The next moment when his true energy is pouring out, he will come forward again with his internal breath. His moves may not be diverse, but the killing move of Canglong Xi Tian alone made the two suffer.

Feng Jueyu seemed to have no consumption, they couldn't do it, they were eager to achieve success and the ultimate powerlessness caused by the inability to turn the world. At the duel, everyone saw Chen Luo and Zhao Jin throwing pills into their mouths. The sweaty state made people feel very worried, fearing that the next moment, the dragon on Feng Jueyu's arm would swallow one of them, and Chen Qiudi and Zhao Jingmu were sweating all over...

"Damn it, why is his strength so strong?" Chen Luo shouted with depression while answering the move, staring at Feng Jueyu's eyes full of depression.

Zhao Jin was careful. Although Feng Jueyu had been observing the movements of Dao Lingkong, his natural keen touch made him see Zhao Jin's slightest mind. Every one of his thoughts followed Chen Luo, as if he was using the other party as a shield to reap the benefits of the fisherman. Once danger occurred, he would leave Chen Luo without hesitation. After all, he was a complete villain and an extremely smart guy.

"Why haven't Huang Tianjue come yet?"

Feng Jueyu didn't care what Zhao Jin wanted. The most important thing now is to expose Dao Lingkong's hypocritical mask. At that time, this battle that shouldn't have happened will be avoided. So he observed Dao Lingkong and then found that the fake Dao Lingkong did not concentrate on watching the battle, but instead kept watching in the direction of Tiangong Mountain without naturalizing.

Oops.

Feng Jueyu's heart was terrified. He did not forget that there was a demon master in Wanyue Tian Palace. Could it be that the false Taoist Lingkong used special means to notify the master hidden in the dark to stop and kill Huang Tianjue?

"Not good." Feng Jueyu was relieved, and a murderous intent emerged. If Huang Tianjue was blocked from killing, his arrangement would turn into a bubble. At that time, a word in the sky would make the disciples of the Tiangong Sect rush forward. At that time, he would not have time to run away.

Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu was in a state of great fire and looked at the two flies in front of him and couldn't help but feel annoyed.

"It's stubborn..."

Feng Jueyu shouted softly, and suddenly his body turned and his speed suddenly became faster. The moment he pinched the seal with his left hand, a golden martial seal flew out and slapped straight to Chen Luo's chest.

"Dragon Martial Saint Seal? Luo'er be careful..."

Chen Qiudi, who was watching the game, was shocked. He had thought that Feng Jueyu's cultivation speed would be comparable to Chen Luo. Under the siege of Chen Luo and Zhao Jin, Feng Jueyu would end up bleak sooner or later. However, when the Dragon Martial Saint Seal appeared, Chen Qiudi found that he had read it wrong. It was a very wrong. The huge seal palm power suddenly soared by more than several times, which was not weaker than the first-grade Zi Yan martial arts.

The golden seal talisman hangs in the sky, making the rising sun fade. This is not a move that Chen Luo can take...

Amid the clamor, Chen Qiu flute shot out, no matter what kind of open remarks, he stepped up and a ray of blue smoke-like light flashed out from the soles of his feet. This Tianfeng leg was soaked for many years, just like an arm instructing him. His speed was so fast that it was even more comparable to Chen Luo.

The leg strength came, and it collided with the Dragon Martial Saint Seal. A huge roar immediately echoed. The center of the collision between the two forces, and a ripples of energy visible to the naked eye immediately dispersed. The stirring of the true qi directly knocked Chen Luo and Zhao Jin back dozens of feet away.

Then, under the shocking gaze of many disciples of Tiangongmen, Chen Luo and Zhao Jin spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the top of Qingqiu Peak.

The sudden change left everyone in a daze. They didn't see clearly what had just happened. Why did Chen Qiudi's helplessness hurt his son and Zhao Jin? What's going on?

In addition to Chen Qiudi, there were probably only the false Tao Lingkong and Xue and the second elder Hua who were on the terrace could see clearly.

But if you can see clearly, whether you can understand what happened will be another matter.

They only saw that after Chen Luo and Zhao Jin vomited blood and flew backwards, Feng Jueyu disappeared at the scene. Chen Qiudi shouted: "No."

Just as the word "good" fell, Feng Jueyu appeared behind Wu Qingqiu in an unpredictable way. Without saying a word, his five fingers bent down and grabbed the soft shoulders of the stunned little witch, jumped up and whispered: "Believe me once, come with me."

"Swish!"

After the words finished, Wu Qingqiu was still being ignorant and was taken up by Feng Jueyu and rushed straight to Tiangong Mountain.

"Bold, chase me."

The fake Taoist Lingkong finally couldn't hold back. As Feng Jueyu expected, he did not inform another partner just now to stop and kill Huang Tianjue halfway, and he needed to sit in Qingqiu Peak and wait for the good news to be sent back. After all, a large part of his purpose was Wu Qingqiu, but he never expected that Feng Jueyu's cultivation level would become so powerful in just three months, especially in the last move, the spiritual energy around Feng Jueyu instantly became extremely chaotic, and then all the spiritual energy collided together and caused an astonishing explosion. At the last moment, Feng Jueyu disappeared strangely and kidnapped Wu Qingqiu.

All this happened in the moment of lightning. Even though he was a master of the Realm of Intellect, he couldn't react when he was caught off guard until he saw Feng Jueyu escape, and the fake Taoist was furious in the air.

The mission has not been completed, and the person who should be drawn has not appeared yet. Of course, the fake Tao Lingkong was not willing to waste several years of time and blew himself into his identity. However, now, he has no chance to wait. While turning into streams of light, he led all the Tiangong Gatemen to chase Feng Jueyu in the direction where Feng Jueyu left.

Feng Jueyu was not stupid either. He had just left here, and the sound of breaking the wind followed behind him. Those were masters that he could not face at the moment. Even if he had a mistake, he would be in a state of doom. In desperation, Feng Jueyu reached out to hold Wu Qingqiu's throat and threatened: "Who dares to come over? I will kill her."

This drink was of some use. Even though the false Tao was not in the air, others did not understand the details. They paused slightly and left like lightning.

"Bastard, chase me." Fake Dao Lingkong was furious. He could not show his disguised identity as he could not be too ruthless. He was really uncomfortable and could only follow him tightly.

Hundreds of masters chased Tiangong Mountain in a hurry until everyone left, and a slender figure slowly emerged at the top of Qingqiu Peak not far away: "Oh, why do you want to come?"

The figure sighed bitterly and disappeared silently...

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