The fountain-like throat pipe sprinkled blood endlessly into the sky. From the previous hundred people, there were another hundred people. Hundreds of headless corpses in front of the Lingfu Hall turned the ground of the square into a river of blood.
Death and fear spread endlessly, and in just a blink of an eye, the Ling Mansion Hall turned into an existence like Shura Hell, which is really unbelievable.
A strong and strange aura floated in front of the deathly silent Lingfu main hall. This aura seemed to regard hundreds of thousands of Lingfu disciples as nothing, and spread rapidly in an extremely terrifying way.
First it was the suspended pumice stone where the Ling Mansion Hall was located, and then it spread to every corner of Babu Mountain. The God of Death seemed to be born with an unparalleled aura that made people afraid to look directly at it.
At this moment, the Xuantianling Mansion is almost in the hands of the Killing God alone, and he alone controls the life and death of all living beings.
No matter how rich he was, he looked like he was eating a turtle, his thick eyebrows were knitted together, and his two big eyes were wide and round.
Gulu!
Fan Wudou swallowed hard, pointed at the God of Death, and asked tremblingly: "Who is this guy?"
Although the scene was extremely shocking, Feng Jueyu had already been tempered and said with a smile: "What? Isn't it awesome?"
"Does that need to be said?" Fan Wudou praised in a tone that he didn't usually have: "Awesome, this person is not ordinary, is he a master of the Qiankun realm? No, it stands to reason that Lou Yirui has been hiding from the world for thousands of years.
, even if his cultivation level has not reached the Qiankun realm, it is still not far behind. Why is it that in front of this person, he has no power to fight back."
Feng Jueyu said that he had no power to fight back, but he probably had no power to turn back.
However, Feng Jueyu really knew very little about the cultivation of the Killing God. He thought for a while and asked: "Senior Fan, your cultivation is extremely high. If it were you, how confident do you think you are in dealing with this person?"
Fan Wudou thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I'm not sure."
"Not at all?" Feng Jueyu said in shock.
As far as he knew, when the Killing God came out of seclusion, Xiao Yuehe said that his cultivation had reached the late stage of Chengdao. At that time, Feng Jueyu was thinking that it was only in the late stage, only two levels higher than himself.
However, seeing it with my own eyes, this is not the case. The killing god's cultivation seems to be much more powerful than that of Chengdao in the later period. As for how much more, there is no concept at all.
To put it bluntly, even if the God of Death uses his methods in public, in the eyes of anyone, his strength and cultivation are incomparable.
It can even be said that the strength of the God of Death is a mystery, a huge mystery.
It was a sunny day and the sun was as high as fire. Under such bright spring scenery, the Lingfu Hall was enveloped by a cold and eerie cold current. This cold current was not caused by the climate, but was caused by the fear in people's hearts.
, exists in everyone's heart.
Lou Yirui's collar was already soaked with sweat, and large beads of sweat dripped down his body along the high collar, forming a clear sweat stain on his chest.
He has always maintained a posture of standing with his hands behind his back. From the time the God of Death appeared until now, he has not even moved his fingers.
"Lou Yirui, I'll give you time to think about it, but you have to think clearly. From now on, every sixty breaths, I will kill a hundred people until I kill everyone in the Lou family. The last one will be you. Take your time.
think."
The cold threatening voice fell into everyone's heart, and every word spoken by the God of Death was like a sharp knife, cutting hard into people's hearts.
The Ling Mansion Hall was in a deadlock, and no one spoke for a while. Feng Jueyu stood high in the hall, looking down at Lou Yirui at an angle of forty-five degrees, watching his sweat drop drop by drop, and his eyes felt cold.
.
This old monster is so ruthless that the entire Lou family, with hundreds of thousands of disciples in front of him, doesn't even frown. Could it be that he would rather let the God of Death kill all the disciples of the Ling Mansion than let the slightest hint of it come out.
Obviously, he knows the details of the person who framed the five masters. At the very least, he should know the clues about that person.
Thirty breaths later, Lou Yirui said: "The people in the undercurrent are indeed ruthless. Lou finally saw it today. Could it be that you are the God of Death back then?"
Feng Jueyu's pupils dilated, thinking that this old monster really had extraordinary eyesight and actually recognized the God of Death.
"puff!"
Hundreds of heads flew into the sky again, and the God of Killing kept his word.
"Okay, I'll say it!"
Lou Yirui finally couldn't resist the pressure of the God of Killing, and said with righteous indignation: "I don't know who that mysterious man is. That man was masked, and I didn't see his face clearly, but he has the mark of the Grand Master on his body.
, it’s just a tattoo on my wrist, I can see it clearly.”
"Ambassador?"
Hearing these three words, everyone couldn't help but change their expressions. Feng Jueyu jumped down in excitement and came to Lou Yirui: "What did you say? Hongtushi?"
Lou Yirui sighed: "Yes, I'm sure that this person does have the mark of the Great Master on his body."
Feng Jueyu took a step back, exchanged glances with the God of Death across Lou Yirui, and said in disbelief: "Impossible, as far as I know, Mrs. Hongxing was trapped in the Five Spirit Emperor's Palace by Ao Wutian.
It was nearly 6,000 years ago, when the Dragon King was emerging, and even the ambitious mission had not yet become a reality. Lou Yirui, are you lying?"
Lou Yirui smiled bitterly when he heard this and said, "Lying? Do you know why he asked me in every possible way and didn't say anything?"
Feng Jueyu said nothing.
Lou Yirui suddenly roared: "That's because this person used the Heart Punishment Bell to take away my soul and force me to make a vicious oath. If I violate it, I will be punished and will be punished forever."
Lou Yirui almost used up all his strength to finish the sentence. When the last word fell, Lou Yirui fell to the ground with a thud. Eight wisps of green smoke were seen above his head and slowly spilled out. It turned out to be
The last two and six of the three souls and seven souls in a person are slowly leaving Lou Yirui.
Lou Yirui's face suddenly turned extremely pale, and at this moment, the God of Death also put away all his murderous intent.
Without the murderous suppression, the hundreds of thousands of disciples in the Ling Mansion Hall slumped down as if reborn. Lou Zhonghuang and Lou Zhongxian ran side by side to Lou Yirui with tears streaming down their faces.
"Ancestor."
Feng Jueyu was dumbfounded, and the God of Death walked to him. The two of them looked at the fading glory of Lou Yirui's body, and vaguely felt that the strong vitality was leaving him.
"Punishment Bell? What is Punishment Bell?" Feng Jueyu asked doubtfully.
The God of Death remained silent, and a trace of surprise and hesitation flashed across the face of the eternal iceberg.
Lou Yirui only had half a breath left, and said intermittently: "Master, have you ever heard of the Ten Ultimate Weapons?"
"Ten unique weapons?"
Wu Dou of Rice flew over in time, and said with a sinking face: "It is rumored that since the existence of Hong Tu Da Shi, ten divine treasures were born together, and they are also called the Ten Absolute Weapons. The power of these Ten Absolute Weapons is boundless.
The originator of all divine treasures, it is rumored to be the only ultimate magic weapon that can be irreversibly tampered with when the world first opened. But aren’t the Ten Absolute Weapons just a legend? Do they really exist?"
"It really does!"
Before Lou Yirui could say anything, the God of Death suddenly interrupted.
Feng Jueyu was extremely shocked: "What's going on with the Heart Punishment Bell?"
Killing God said: "The Punishing Heart Bell of the Ten Ultimate Weapons is a soul-soothing bell, a heart-killing bell. There are words of God on this bell. If a mortal swears by this bell, he can have his soul taken away."
The soul is forever kept in the Bell of Punishment. If the person who swears the oath violates the oath, the Bell of Punishment will use one soul and one soul in the bell to take away the two souls and six souls, turn it into a bell spirit, and seal it forever in the Bell of Punishment."
The God of Death looked at the eight wisps of white smoke floating above Lou Yirui's head and said coldly: "He broke his oath."
A sad smile appeared on Lou Yirui's face: "You are indeed the God of Death. You are still alive. That's right. If I violate my oath, my soul will be sealed in the Punishment Bell forever and I will never be able to live again. Now you
Do you know why I didn’t reveal this person’s identity just now?”
Lou Zhonghuang and Lou Zhongxian were already furious and their eyes were red. They looked at Feng Jueyu with hatred in their eyes: "It's you. It's you who forced our ancestors to death. I will make you pay for it with your life."
"Bang!"
Lou Zhonghuang rushed over first, but what greeted him was the legs of the God of Death.
With a lightning-like kick, Lou Chonghuang was swept out first, and Lou Chonghuang flew dozens of feet away. However, this time, the God of Death did not kill him.
His voice was still cold and inhumane: "Tell me, what else do you know?"
Lou Yirui shook his head and lamented: "I'm already like this. Why should I keep it if I can tell you? You don't need to ask anymore. This is all I know. If you want to know more, I'm afraid you have to ask Ao
Wu Tian, he should know everything."
"puff!"
After Lou Yirui finished speaking, a blood arrow spurted Lao Gao, and then he died.
The battle in the Ling Mansion finally came to an end, but the secrets that Feng Jueyu and the God of Death wanted to explore were only a few. Watching the death of a generation of great masters, Feng Jueyu had mixed feelings.
The God of Death watched indifferently for a while and said, "He deserves to die. He should have died six thousand years ago."
His words echoed in the cold wind, and everyone who listened was furious. Only Feng Jueyu knew that the God of Death had been trapped in the ice prison for too long, and the hatred had been integrated into his bones, so he said this.
The Xuantian Lingfu was wailing all over the place, and all the disciples of the Lingfu knelt down and cried out in pain.
The God of Death ignored it, turned to look at Feng Jueyu and said: "Boy, we should go, go to the Five Directions Tower and take away the "Book of Ten Directions"."
Feng Jueyu looked at the towering pagoda and asked, "How to get it?"
The God of Death didn't look sideways, and the long and narrow knife in his hand flew out with a blade light.
boom!
With a loud noise, the Five Directions Tower collapsed, its foundation completely gone.
At this moment, a spiritual light rose into the sky, and among the ruins of the Five Directions Tower, an ancient book hung in the sky.
All the formation books in the Tianta were buried in the ruins, and only the ancient book hung in the air.
Feng Jueyu raised his hand and rolled the ancient book in his hand. He opened it and examined it. Each chapter was full of pictures and texts. The map above marked the locations of many ancient teleportation arrays.
"Walk."
The God of Death did not hesitate for a moment and stood up.