In the Xuanye True Fire Circle, Master Duan Hong, Lu Yin and his disciples stared at the rainbow-like colorful sword light that turned to stone for a while, and the shock in their hearts could not calm down for a long time.
It took a strong man with a perfect golden body fifteen years to cross the Realm of Broken Void and reach Nirvana. This speed of cultivation is simply faster than that of Zifu Yuanyang who swallowed the masters of heaven.
Duan Hong was shocked beyond measure. At the same time, he also knew that he was too injured to intervene. He was worried and shocked at the same time. He only hoped that Feng Jueyu could find those sneaky attackers.
Lu Yin was completely dumbfounded now. Before he came out, he thought he was invincible due to his great cultivation, but he was ambushed twice in a row and was unable to take action.
In the distance, Feng Jueyu had already entered the jungle. Looking for the direction where the last person's voice came from, he stabbed with his sword. In an instant, he escaped from the light and flew several miles away. As expected, in a bush in the south,
A guy wearing a gray robe and holding a bamboo flute was running away in panic.
This person's physical skills and divine power are not strong. Perhaps seeing Feng Jueyu flying toward him frightened him so much that he even lost the thought of resisting and turned around and ran away.
Feng Jueyu was greatly disappointed when his spiritual consciousness swept over this person. This person's strength was no more than that of the Perfect Golden Body, but he actually dared to come out to sneak attack Duan Hong and Lu Yin. Isn't this looking for death?
"If you want to leave, stay with me."
Feng Jueyu retracted the long sword with his backhand grip, changed from stabbing to grabbing, and stretched out his palm to capture this person. However, when his palm just touched this person, an ominous premonition suddenly came into his heart.
In his field of vision, the guy he was chasing had venomous skin all over his body. It was red and scary, as if he had been poisoned. He didn't take more than two steps and suddenly started screaming strangely.
Feng Jueyu withdrew his palm like lightning, and the next moment, with a loud bang, the man exploded in front of everyone, and the sky was filled with internal organs and blood.
Not only that, the man's blood was highly poisonous. When the blood was sprinkled on the ground, the grass withered quickly as if it had been poured with strong acid. Then Feng Jueyu saw that there were densely packed maggot-like things in the blood.
"Damn it, it turned out to be a cup slave."
Cup slaves are some slaves captured by practitioners of the Heavenly Witch Cup Art using poison cups. The descendants of the Heavenly Witch are ruthless and inhumane in their methods. Usually, they like to catch some masters who are lower than them in cultivation and feed them to fierce enemies.
The cup is used to drive slavery. Generally, there is only one mother cup in the human body. However, when the owner of the cup is in danger, he can easily control the mother cup in the cup slave to make the cup slave explode.
The cup slave is also a weapon, and its blood contains cup poison. Some people do not know it and think that it is the cup giver who steps forward to kill. Without any precautions, they will be injured by the cup slave's self-explosion, and then be poisoned again.
There is no way to save the day.
Feng Jueyu suddenly had an ominous premonition before, because he saw that this person's strength was too low, so he immediately retracted his hand. If he touches Gu Slave and Gu Slave explodes, he will definitely be injured and be poisoned.
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Although Feng Jueyu has been studying heavenly witchcraft for a long time, it is impossible to detoxify him. As for the burial mark, it can only be used to suppress it before the mother cup explodes. Once the blood is contaminated,
Poison Spirit, there is nothing he can do.
Feng Jueyu, who was almost hit, was furious. He released all his consciousness and flew quickly in the jungle. He was fast and could ignore the poisonous insects. It was extremely difficult to poison him. At the same time, he did not hesitate.
You're welcome. As soon as you opened your mouth to drink, a strange voice came out with a melody.
"Great Despair Technique, Despair Soul Song."
Feng Jueyu has been proficient in the Great Despair Technique for many years, and has a clear understanding of the three levels of the Great Despair Technique. If it were not for his cultivation that he could not reach the way of heaven, he would probably be able to practice the fourth level of the Great Despair Art now, and this Despair Soul Song,
It is a real magical power, incomparable to the Little Magic Sound Spell.
As soon as the Great Despair Technique came out, the jungle was like thousands of ghosts howling, and the melodious and gentle sound of the flute suddenly stopped.
"The magical power of the Soul Clan? Damn it, you have the guts. Let's meet again someday."
The desperate soul song spread, and suddenly an indignant voice sounded in the distant jungle. The voice was extremely far away from Feng Jueyu, but it was extremely clear. After the man's voice fell, a strong wind blew up, and Feng Jueyu
Just as he was about to chase after him, he saw countless poisonous insects flying up from the surface, and a dense swarm rolled towards Feng Jueyu.
Feng Jueyu gritted his teeth in hatred and stamped his feet violently. A strong wind swept out and scattered the poisonous insects on the opposite side.
Feng Jueyu flew out of the wind scroll and tried to catch up, but when his consciousness moved, he suddenly realized that the aura was no longer there. He suddenly stared in surprise: "That's such a fast speed. This person is much smarter than Wu Yuzi."
It was obvious that the guy who had just driven away the poisonous insects ran away without even showing his face, giving Feng Jueyu no chance to fight. Feng Jueyu had rarely encountered such a person, and his speed was obviously very fast.
He was on par with me in terms of cultivation, but he just escaped. What could Feng Jueyu do?
Seeing the poisonous insects being killed and driven away on the ground, Feng Jueyu paused for a moment and helplessly returned to the outside of the Xuanye True Fire Circle, scattering the true fire with a wave of his hand.
Duan Hong walked out with Lu Yin's support, looked around and asked, "He ran away?"
"Run away." Feng Jueyu snorted angrily. To be honest, he was quite angry about what happened today. It was not because of Duan Hong and Lu Yin, but because of the descendants of Tian Wu. He originally wanted the descendants of Tian Wu to come and find Lu Yin.
Most of the troubles are related to Shangque, and you can find out the clues by simply catching the person and searching their soul.
However, the opponent seemed to see his intention and did not give him a chance to take action. After exploding a cup slave, the cup giver fled directly. This courage and thought made him a rare opponent indeed.
You know, as long as Feng Jueyu takes photos with that person, he has the ability to keep that person behind.
It's a pity that the other party didn't give him this opportunity, which made Feng Jueyu feel that his power was useless.
"Master Feng, I'm here. Thank you very much for rescuing me."
Feng Jueyu was thinking in annoyance when suddenly, Duan Hong knelt on the ground with one knee, and Lu Yin also bowed in front of him.
Feng Jueyu frowned. He had never thought of revealing his identity and didn't know what went wrong. But seeing Duan Hong's extremely sure look, he knew he couldn't hide it anymore: "How did you recognize me?
?" Feng Jueyu asked.
While speaking, Feng Jueyu removed the Xuanxuan disguise on his face, revealing his true appearance.
Duan Hong was not surprised but overjoyed and said with a smile: "In the battle of Xianhua fifteen years ago, I witnessed the power of the young master's seven-color giant sword with my own eyes, and I dare not forget it in this life. Just now, the young master used the seven-color giant sword, so I am definitely the young master."
, it’s not difficult.”
Feng Jueyu's face was expressionless: "I didn't expect you to see it. Aren't you afraid that I will kill someone and silence you?"
Duan Hong stood up, laughed loudly and said: "Young Master has always been kind, but just now the bad guy took away Young Master's egg, and Young Master didn't even do anything, but instead he saved me, which means I'm in dire straits. Now Young Master is even less likely to hurt me."
, isn’t it?”
Feng Jueyu sniffed, but he didn't expect him to see it. He said unhappily: "That's not necessarily true. It depends on my mood. Besides, are you taking it? That's called stealing."
Seeing that Feng Jueyu had no intention of getting angry, Duan Hong felt relieved and jokingly said: "Haha, what you said makes sense, Yin'er, why don't you apologize to him quickly?"
The unhappiness on Lu Yin's face had long since disappeared. At this time, Hong could just say whatever he said. In addition, his eyes towards Feng Jueyu were full of envy, so he was completely different from before and said calmly: "Lu Yin is reckless and rude."
Young Master, I also hope that Young Master will have a lot of Wang Han."
Feng Jueyu glanced at him and said with disdain: "You are lucky. If it weren't for the sworn hatred between this young master and Shangque, you two would never have thought of leaving alive today. That's all. Now that you have recognized it, what happened before?
There is no need to mention it again."
Duan Hong was happy, Feng Jueyu glanced at him, and suddenly said: "Crazy Duan, the target of that person just now is obviously Lu Yin, what do you think?"
Duan Hong's expression changed and he thought thoughtfully: "What do you think, Master?"
Feng Jueyu said: "I hope it's Shangque. He has disappeared for more than ten years and it's time for him to come out. Taoist priest Tieyu is now tracing his whereabouts everywhere. He is obviously afraid that Lu Yin will have no chance of fighting him in four years."
Be sure to get rid of his opponent as soon as possible. Now Shangque is a lonely man, and he is like a mantis trying to use his arms against Langbei, so killing Lu Yin is his safest way. Wu Yuzi came out many years ago, and now there is a descendant of Tianwu.
I think he has already connected with the Heavenly Witch."
Duan Hong said: "I think the same thing, but the man in Shangque is very deep in the city, and the witch descendant was very cunning that day. Now that he has escaped, where can we trace his whereabouts?"
Feng Jueyu thought for a moment and said: "It was difficult to find him before, but it's much easier now. Hasn't Taoist Master Tieyu been looking for Shangque? I think he should have one more target now."
"Young Master, do you want your master to find out the whereabouts of the descendants of the Heavenly Witch?" Lu Yin took over.
Feng Jueyu said angrily: "What? Isn't it possible?"
Lu Yin said with a smile: "Why did the young master say this? Yin'er just thinks that the young master's words can make Yin'er think that the young master will help Langbei get rid of the hidden danger of Shangque?"
Winning me over?
Feng Jueyu was so shrewd that he could tell what Lu Yin was thinking with just a few words.
He looked at Lu Yin and said, "Don't think that just because I gave you an idea, I went with you. Although I have no grudges against Langbei, what you did today is hard on me. Now I can escape from Shangque."
I will help you get rid of Shangque, but this is not for you, but for revenge, you finally understand."
"Yin'er understands."
It's too late for Lu Yin to be happy to get Feng Jueyu's help. Who cares about the disdain in Feng Jueyu's words? You must know that getting Feng Jueyu's help is equivalent to getting help from Lingbo Island. That is a big backer.
It's no big deal. This is equivalent to a temporary alliance.