Freed from the constraints of the collar and tendons, Feng Jueyu hurriedly moved his hands and feet, and his spiritual consciousness of combing and regulating Qi traveled throughout his body, reviving all the original divine power that had been dormant for a long time, and then he spit out a long breath.
gas.
This turbid air is invisible and colorless, but after such a long time, the turbid air has a faint orange-red color. Seeing this scene, Feng Jueyu couldn't help being shocked. Fortunately, he persuaded Meng Ling in time to relieve himself.
The collar and tendons were bound and restrained, otherwise in another half a day, the inner breath corroded by the scorching fire of the Northern Sun would be greatly disrupted.
"You can say it now..."
Seeing that Feng Jueyu was just standing there flexing his muscles without any intention of telling the truth, Meng Ling couldn't help but become angry.
Feng Jueyu lazily raised his eyes to look at Meng Ling, sneered and said, "That's natural. This person was previously trapped on the Prison God Iron and claimed to be the Tantai Jingsi, but when Qu Lingxi and others
After the man defeated the virtual giant spirit guarding the altar, he suddenly jumped out and called himself Tao Lai. According to this man, he had been trapped outside the Temple of Granting Heaven for more than 1,300 years. As for
I don’t know why he has lived for so long without dying, but listening to this person’s tone and observing his demeanor, I guess that he may know a lot about Granting Heaven Palace, because there are even more information about Jiying Palace and Zhuye Palace.
All the news about the Chongtian Temple that no one can enter were relayed to us by this person..."
"Who are we?" Meng Ling said in disbelief upon hearing this.
"The Yanrong Fairy Qu Lingxi, the Plague Bamboo Poison Demon Bai Poshang, the Seven Tribulations Void God Wei Chi Jing, the ghost-eared spider, the golden-horned blood-threaded demon dragon, the black-backed beetle Niu Zhi, Zhuge Yu of the Tianshui Palace, Huang Cang, and Han Qian
, Qilian Mountain, Wusu, Wusha Witch, and two other demon cultivators, Qiao Xiu and Mu You..."
In response to Meng Ling's question, Feng Jueyu told the truth without hesitation. There was no need to hide the matter anyway. It was just right to tell Meng Ling directly so that he could face the situation in Granting Heaven Palace again and let her spend more time on it.
When hunting for treasure, you don’t have to worry about yourself all the time, which is not good for you.
After listening to Feng Jueyu's words, Meng Ling's pretty face showed a look of shock, and she solemnly said to Ximen Wuwei beside her: "I didn't expect that so many people came in before us?"
Ximen stood up fearlessly, looked at Feng Jueyu in a fierce tone and asked: "You mean those two chaotic holy beasts are here too? And the black-backed longhorn beetle who rescued them in the Tribulation Realm that day?
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"That's right, Yu Chijing followed the Golden Horn Bloodline Demonic Dragon. As for the others, they have long known about the ancient teleportation array under Yuying Mountain, so they conspired to arrange this treasure hunt plan, but you guys
How did you know that the Ancient Chaos Temple of Granting Heaven appeared at the foot of Yuying Mountain?"
"Hmph, you have made such a big fuss. The entire Fengyun Volcano has been implicated because of the Temple of Granting Heaven. Dozens of volcanoes have erupted at the same time. It's hard to imagine..."
"The volcano erupted?" Feng Jueyu was shocked, but after thinking about it for a moment, he guessed that the secret of the altar must have been discovered and the consequences of the Fire God's Ceremony Formation were opened.
Meng Ling ignored Feng Jueyu, wrinkled her delicate Qiong nose slightly, and said to Ximen Wuwei in a cold tone: "Mr. Ximen, he has said everything he needs to say, do you want to control him first?
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Ximen Wuwei took out the collar magic weapon again, and the other two accompanying followers took out the tendons again.
Feng Jueyu was startled when he heard the sound. He subconsciously stepped back and said angrily: "You stinky girl, you don't keep your word?"
"I just don't keep my word, what's wrong?" Meng Ling's bright eyes flashed with amusement, and she sneered: "You haven't finished killing my four golden eagles yet. If I don't tie you up,
What should I do if you run away? Tied up..."
Meng Ling waved her hand unceremoniously, and Ximen Wuwei immediately sacrificed the collared magic weapon. A large amount of spiritual light shone down, and Feng Jueyu was about to control it again.
"You stinky girl, not keeping your word is not the behavior of a gentleman."
"I'm not a gentleman to begin with. Haven't you heard that it's hard to raise a woman and a villain?"
Meng Ling, who turned his face and refused to recognize anyone else, did not listen to Feng Jueyu's explanation at all. As soon as he waved his hand and gave the order, everyone surrounded Feng Jueyu. One after another, magical weapons rose into the air, and more than a dozen purple robes.
A square formation was formed instantly, and Feng Jueyu was firmly controlled within it.
"Damn."
When Feng Jueyu saw that he was instantly surrounded by heavy siege, he immediately did not dare to hesitate. He swayed and stood up from the ground. Before the collar could be enlarged, a black light spurted out from his palm.
The black light turned into a thick black sword energy in the blink of an eye, and with a clang, the collar flew away far away.
Under the swirling purple light, Feng Jueyu held the huge sky-falling epee, and his omnidirectional momentum surged. The profound sword intent that erupted from his body became more and more powerful as the original divine power continued to spread.
stand up.
The collar failed, and several flying swords flew down to kill him. Feng Jueyu didn't even blink, he waved the falling sword in a circle, and with a bang, more than half of these flying swords were killed on the spot.
It was blasted into countless fragments and was blown far away by Feng Jueyu's sword energy.
"A second-rate treasure that inherits the gods?"
Ximen Wuwei in the crowd saw Feng Jueyu's sword energy rising into the air, and his eyes flashed with warlike light in disbelief.
The Earth Emperor Spear in his hand crackled with countless purple lightning, and then Ximen Wuwei tightened his grip on the gun, rose up from the ground, and rushed straight towards Feng Jueyu who was surrounded by purple robes and rushed out at full speed.
At this time, Feng Jueyu was completely fearless in the formation. He was not as empty and powerless as before when he was poisoned by the Dragon Bird Blood Exhaustion. After detoxification, his body recovered very quickly, leaving basically nothing behind.
The sequelae are that the physical strength is abundant and solid.
"Get out of the way!"
Feng Jueyu swung his sword quickly, and several rays of sword energy flew towards the purple robe in the east, west, north and south like lightning. The rough and arrogant sword energy caused wind and thunder to turbulence, and violent storms, thunder and lightning suddenly broke out in the purple robe barrier.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Four black sword energies, blessed by the two immortal stones of wind, rain, and lightning, collided back and forth in the barrier, and the roaring sounds came and went.
Meng Ling brought more than a dozen followers, two of whom were masters of the first level of Daowu, to act as guards to guard her. At this moment, these two guards of the first level of Daowu were leading all the Qiankun realms.
They tried to trap Feng Jueyu with a combined attack defense formation, and one of them was the fat and fierce man Man Feng from before.
A dozen disciples of the Holy Star Alliance are wearing a set of purple robes that are a treasure passed down from heaven. Naturally, their defensive power cannot be underestimated.
However, under the violent collision of Tianzhui's sword intent, these dozens of robes could not withstand Tianzhui's tossing, and slowly scattered.
A dozen disciples of the Holy Star Alliance tried their best to use their divine power to control the purple robes to stabilize the barrier. Unfortunately, Feng Jueyu's sword intent was too sharp. At first, the four sword intents were better, but then Feng Jueyu swung again.
Eight sword intents were released, and the twelve terrifying sword intents turned into twelve black air currents. The purple robes collided with each other and echoed in the sky. Everyone present was shocked and their blood was boiling and they were in great pain.
"Stand back, you are no match for him."
Just when Feng Jueyu was about to break out, a loud voice boomed outside the purple barrier.
With this sound coming like thunder, the four purple robes on the west side of the barrier suddenly retreated from the battlefield, followed by a purple lightning bolt, mixed with a terrifying momentum.
"Earth Emperor Spear Ximen Wuwei..."
Feng Jueyu took a deep breath and tightened his grip on the Heavenly Falling Sword. At this time, he was facing a supremely powerful man. He did not dare to hold back at all. He instantly mobilized all his divine power and transferred it into the Heavenly Falling Sword.
Even if he tried his best, he could finally see the purple lightning and the hazy gun body wrapped in the lightning, which showed that Ximen Wuwei's gun speed was extremely fast.
"This man has superb martial arts skills, no weaker than Mo Xicheng."
With a sigh of admiration in his heart, Feng Jueyu became even more vigilant, and stabbed the Tianzhui Sword forward fiercely. Countless sword energy rushed out of the sword body, turning into a large sword tide, and condensed together.
In the blink of an eye, the sword tide turned into a terrifying and huge sword energy, which hit the Earth Emperor Spear hard.
The momentum of the two powerful men exploded at this moment. The turbulent energy ripples swept out from the two of them, turning into purple-black air waves that quickly spread towards the surroundings. The terrifying breath blew everyone's eyes open.
Without opening his eyes and almost without any hesitation, he retreated crazily towards the periphery.
Whoosh!
At this time, Feng Jueyu was shocked by the powerful spear intent erupted from the Earth Emperor's Spear, and flew out without any suspense. His body fell into the air in a panic, and fell back into the trees of the previous garden.
Only when Feng Jueyu finally took action did he realize how terrifying Ximen Wuwei was. That shot was not only sharp, but also incredibly powerful. He knocked down several stone statues in succession, and then managed to stabilize his body and stop retreating.
But after he stopped, the right hand holding the Heavenly Falling Sword was still paralyzed, and the blood and energy in his body was churning uneasily. The illusory sword shadow emerging from his side was shattered into pieces in just one breath.
"It's amazing..." Stepping back a few dozen feet, Feng Jueyu stood firm, his right hand trembling.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his left sleeve, staring at Ximen Wuwei with gushing anger, and there was a trace of unwillingness in his heart that was hard to express.
But at this moment, the ones who were really surprised were Meng Ling and the dozen or so subordinates around him.
The Earth Emperor Spear Ximen Wuwei is very famous in the Purple Sun Star Territory. Not to mention Feng Jueyu, a master of the First Preview Realm, even some powerful men in the Supreme Realm dare not confront Ximen Wuwei head-on, but Feng Jueyu does.
It was one man and one sword, taking Ximen Wuwei's move head-on.
There is such a huge gap in cultivation level, but it is unbelievable that Ximen Wuwei can fight with one sword and not fall down.
Meng Ling's eyes flashed with shock, and she stayed in place as if petrified. As for the dozen or so subordinates, they wiped their eyes in disbelief.