In fact, Feng Jueyu can't say how disgusted he is with Meng Ling. However, this spoiled young lady is unyielding to her because of the two four-headed golden eagles. The key is that this girl is still alive in the Holy Star Alliance. According to Feng Jueyu's
He thought that he had offended Tianshui Palace and was already in trouble. If he continued to have grudges with a behemoth like the Holy Star Alliance, there would be no place for him to stay. If Meng Ling was allowed to return to the Holy Star Alliance, please come out of the Holy Star Nine.
If Qingsu in the dormitory gave her the decision, wouldn't she be hunted endlessly again?
This thought lingered in Feng Jueyu's heart for a long time, and finally made him want to kill.
There is no one here, so if you quietly get rid of this girl, no one will think that she did it. Even if Ximen Wuwei guessed something, without any solid evidence, there is nothing the Holy Star Alliance can do against him.
With this idea in mind, Feng Jueyu made up his mind, tightened his grip on the Sky Drop Sword, and walked straight towards Meng Ling.
In the Shitian Hall filled with red mist and thick orange smoke, the pungent and sultry air kept whizzing under the nose, and the hot wind made Jueyu sweat profusely.
The fire element energy of heaven and earth in the Temple of Granting Heaven is astonishingly rich. If Meng Ling and Ximen Wuwei guessed correctly, the closer a practitioner gets to the core area, the higher the risk factor. According to the current richness of the fire element element energy, if it is really necessary
If you go deep into the Zhuyi Hall or even the Chongtian Hall, you still don't know how the heat will be, and whether it will cause some harm to the practitioners themselves. This is all uncertain.
After personally experiencing the high temperature environment of the Temple of Granting Heaven, Feng Jueyu suddenly thought of why the entire Chaos Ancient Monument gave people a sultry feeling after the altar collapsed.
At first he thought it was his illusion, but now it seems that it is not the case at all. On the contrary, the more powerful the master is, the stronger the sense of fire element energy will be. I believe that the Bamboo Poison Demon, Qu Lingxi and others
They must have felt the same way as me, but they didn't say it.
After thinking about it this way, Feng Jueyu became entangled in his heart, wondering whether he should continue to try and explore in depth.
The Ancient Ruins of Chaos is a good place to go. The Temple of Granting Heaven carries the essence and dreams of a generation of weapon refiners from the Tianhe Star Realm hundreds of millions of years ago. There must be many good things in it. If you enter Debao Mountain and return empty-handed, it will not be justified in any case. You will not be willing to accept it.
, Feng Jueyu is not sure whether the need for adjustment will become an obstacle to future practice.
But if you plunge in headfirst and never look back, you will inevitably take huge risks. This is not timidity, but a calm mind that balances the risk factor.
Complex thoughts came one after another in his mind, and Feng Jueyu didn't know how to proceed. He felt confused for a moment, and was secretly surprised. He couldn't help but stomped his feet, and felt very alert.
"Indecisive! I wasn't this kind of person before, so there must be something wrong with this episode of Heroic Palace."
After hundreds of years of cultivation, Feng Jueyu claimed that he had climbed through mountains of swords and seas of fire, and experienced countless near-death encounters before reaching his current level of cultivation. If his mind was unstable, it would be impossible for him to cultivate to his current level.
At this moment, he was preparing to kill someone to get rid of a huge disaster. As he walked in a hurry, he started to think wildly, which was a bit unreasonable.
Seeing the figures flying around awkwardly in the fog, Feng Jueyu was getting closer and closer to Meng Ling, and so many indecisive thoughts suddenly came to his mind, which surprised Feng Jueyu.
"There's definitely something wrong. There's something weird in this episode of Heroic Palace. Could it be that there's something that makes me think a lot and is secretly destroying my state of mind?"
Just as he was thinking about it, a scream suddenly came from the front, and under the confusion of the heavy fog, a weak figure stumbled out with billowing smoke behind him, running closer and closer to his direction.
Feng Jueyu Dingqing took a look and saw who it could be if it wasn't Meng Ling.
He tightened the Sky Falling Sword in his hand, and a sharp killing intent suddenly flashed in his eyes. Then he still looked around to see if there was any figure of Ximen Wuwei or a Holy Star Alliance practitioner. After confirming that there was no one, he started to make no sound.
Get rid of this little witch without any interest.
But just when Feng Jueyu was about to raise the long sword in his hand, Meng Ling, who had fled, also saw him. At this time, Miss Meng's hair was disheveled and in a mess. Her clothes were damaged in many places.
Complete, as if two big holes had been pierced in the chest, one of which exposed a breast as tender as mutton fat. The jumps were particularly obvious when running fast, which was thrilling to watch.
Feng Jueyu was definitely not in such a state of mind to be aroused by this "beautiful scenery", but just when he was about to raise the Skyfall Sword to kill the little witch, he suddenly heard a tender cry from the other party, which directly made him uncomfortable.
The determination that was easily strengthened collapsed.
"elder brother?"
"elder brother?"
Hearing Meng Ling shouting towards him with big eyes and tears streaming down his face, Feng Jueyu was startled in vain, and subconsciously turned his head to look behind him. Could it be that someone from the Holy Star Alliance came again? Why didn't he notice it at all?
arrive.
When he turned around, there was nothing behind him, and he couldn't help but be furious. He thought it must be Meng Ling's trick. Seeing that there was no one around her, and meeting his enemy, he deliberately interfered with his judgment.
In anger, Feng Jueyu turned around and was about to roar and strike. Unexpectedly, Meng Ling, who was in tattered clothes, bumped into his arms with a bang and hugged his body tightly with both hands: "Brother,
Why are you here? I knew you were not dead."
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Feng Jueyu, who had already raised his sword in the air, was stunned. Feeling the beauty in his arms, the warm and fragrant soft jade, he couldn't bear to take action for a moment, because he couldn't feel the slightest hostility on Meng Ling's body, let alone murderous intent.
Already.
"You girl, what do you want to do?" Feng Jueyu was anxious and annoyed, reaching out to pull Meng Ling away from his arms.
But Meng Ling hugged her very tightly, and her slightly plump figure was shaking violently, as if she was under a huge threat, and she was terribly scared.
"Brother, I miss you"
"No, can you please let go of your hand?" Feng Jueyu frowned speechlessly. At this moment, a strange gray whirlwind appeared in front of him, carrying more than a dozen fat fire salivators that were half an arm long. A dark wind rose from the ground.
It blew towards the two of them.
"Whoa!"
Feng Jueyu's eyes turned cold, and he swung his sword without hesitation. The dark heavy sword immediately made an ear-exploding thunder, turned into a huge sword energy, and slashed directly into the gray whirlwind.
"boom!"
A deafening explosion sounded right in front of you. Several large fire-salivating insects in the whirlwind were torn apart by lightning from the Jueyin Sword on the spot. Red-yellow magma liquid continued to splash, and a hot and unstoppable breath rushed towards your face.
"Damn it, another kind of fire element energy." Feng Jueyu cursed secretly. Those fire saliva insects did not pose a great threat to him, but the weird gray whirlwind was clearly transformed by a strange fire element.
, even if he was split open by a sword, the strong wind would still try to engulf him.
This time, Feng Jueyu kept his eyes open.
In the Temple of Granting Heaven, no matter what kind of fire element energy you have, you cannot let them get close to you. Otherwise, it will be difficult to remedy any situation in time.
This thought flashed across his mind, and Feng Jueyu could only hold Meng Ling helplessly and teleport away, but the gray whirlwind didn't seem to want to give up. The split whirlwind spun twice and then merged together strangely.
It transformed into a wind scroll as high as two people and continued to press towards Feng Jueyu.
At the same time, several fire bugs thrown out in the whirlwind also opened their bloody mouths and spit out arrows of lava flow.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Feng Jueyu danced the Heavenly Falling Sword into a wind wheel, and the sword was emptied layer by layer before stabbing out, eventually twisting the gray whirlwind into countless gray fragments.
Immediately after gathering the original divine power in his body, Feng Jueyu swung out with a fierce move. The huge sword thunder made a crack and exploded countless gray fragments into powder on the spot.
All the fire salivators died in an instant.
After solving the immediate trouble, Feng Jueyu did not dare to stay. He quickly retreated on the spot. He hugged Meng Ling helplessly and prepared to retreat to the garden first. However, after he flew more than a thousand feet, he realized that he was still stuck everywhere.
There is a clearing of the weapon-making molds and anvils, and I can't find my way back.
"Kalala"
In the Jiying Hall where the breath of fire was flowing, bursts of extremely subtle sounds reached the ears. This sound was very similar to the sound made when a trap is activated, which made people feel very uncomfortable.
"Array?"
Feng Jueyu frowned and did not dare to stay in one place for too long. He hugged Meng Ling and ran quickly through the strange open space.
"Brother, I'm scared."
"I'm not your brother."
"Brother, where have you been all these years? I can't find you anywhere, and my mother misses you too."
"I'll say it again, I'm not your brother"
Holding Meng Ling in one hand, Feng Jueyu has a huge head. The little witch in front of him suddenly transforms into the well-behaved, sensible and lovable Xiaojiabiyu. This makes Feng Da, who is not so evil in nature, really unable to bear to kill him, especially the little girl.
He was crying profusely and his body was shaking violently, which made him even more angry and depressed.
They were scurrying around in confusion, and in the roaring and rolling fog, one after another, fat, disgusting and ugly fire salivary bugs kept appearing. When encountering these monster bugs, Feng Jueyu got rid of them all without any nonsense. It didn't take long before his whole body was covered with sweat.
Not only that, he always felt that there was something extra in his sea of consciousness, but after careful inspection, he could not find anything strange.
Just like that, after another moment of burning incense, suddenly, an attic appeared not far ahead. There was no sign on the attic, so I couldn't figure out where it was, but the fog was extremely thick at the moment, and there were
Many fire bugs threatened his life at all times, so Feng Jueyu flew directly to the attic without much hesitation and slapped the red copper metal door with his palm.
Originally, Feng Jueyu was prepared to break the building's restrictions before entering, because he had the same experience before. There were some mysterious restrictions on the door of the side hall, which required great efforts to break before entering, but this time
, he guessed wrong.
The palm force struck the door angrily, and a bang was heard, and the door opened easily.
Although Feng Jueyu was confused for a moment, he was secretly happy. Without thinking much, he rushed in and immediately closed the door after entering the attic. However, when he entered the attic, he discovered that there was someone in the building.
Several pairs of eyes were looking at him with hostility.