The bright moon is gone, the clear sky is extinguished, and in the sky of the Holy Beast Forest, a gray ocean is gradually swallowing up tomorrow.
Finally, the messenger who was frequently making small moves behind the scenes was discovered. Feng Jueyu was also angered by the identity of the messenger. All his aura was released, and the sky and the earth within a hundred miles changed color, and the sun and the moon became dim.
This is the true strength that Feng Jueyu gained from being trapped in the Dark Moon Realm and practicing in seclusion for 110 years.
In fact, since that time, he has never had a chance to show his corrective strength, because after he returned to the great world of Hongtu, he has not yet met an opponent who can show his true strength.
Not even Lu Jiuyou this time.
But Feng Jueyu still showed his terrifying cultivation that shocked the world. He wanted Lu Jiuyou to experience firsthand what kind of miserable end he would get if he went against him.
The nine flying swords pierced the sky and roared towards them. Lu Jiuyou didn't even dare to have any expectations. After launching the nine flying swords with a gloomy air, he immediately took out a large purple talisman from his arms.
These talismans were slowly drawn and carved by him with his hard work and countless efforts. Each one has the ability to shake the strength of a master in the first level of Daowu. Normally, only three to five are needed.
With eight to ten at most, he could easily escape from the blockade of a Taoist martial arts master and ascend to heaven. However, Lu Jiuyou did not dare to hold anything back. There were five purple talismans in total.
Sixty of them, he sacrificed them all in the blink of an eye.
After offering sacrifices to the talisman, Lu Jiuyou still didn't dare to keep it. He took out a small evil stele from his arms. The evil stele was only a small piece, no bigger than a palm. Lu Jiuyou blew on the stele.
It immediately turned into a huge tombstone three meters high and nearly one meter wide.
This tombstone is engraved with countless complicated patterns, including the most powerful soul clan seal in the sky of the Nine Hells, the magic formula honed for endless years on the Huangquan Ancient Road, and even more than a dozen crooked and twisted patterns that look nondescript, but are divine.
The talismans of the words... all kinds of Taoism, general trends, power, and Dharma are constantly displayed on the tombstone. Sometimes the wind is fierce, sometimes ghosts cry and gods howl, sometimes cold clouds rustle, and mournful screams are heard everywhere.
And this is not over yet. After offering sacrifices to the tombstone, Lu Jiuyou simply bit the tip of his tongue and spit out blood. Then he held his palms together and rubbed them together. He saw a huge bone dragon rising into the air. The bone dragon
His skeletal body was also covered with countless soul clan talismans, hovering in the sky, and he spared no effort to kill them.
At this time, Lu Jiuyou was like a juggler, with all kinds of magic weapons appearing in endlessly. His fat sleeves seemed to form a space of their own, and various bells, towers, seals... flew out one after another, all of them smashing towards Feng Jue.
feather.
In the sacred beast forest, the God of Death and others were stunned. They never expected that Lu Jiuyou was so well prepared. In a blink of an eye, more than 40 or 50 magic weapons were sacrificed from his hands. It seemed that even if he took out
He didn't want to be caught by Feng Jueyu himself.
"Be careful..." The God of Death whispered, fearing that Feng Jueyu would be injured, so he would fly over to help him block the endless magical weapons.
At this moment, Feng Jueyu flew up from the treetops. He still had his hands behind his back and his eyes were deep. He slowly took a small step forward, and suddenly the gray body behind him shook violently, and a piece of
A not-so-huge gray wave surged forward.
The tide surged, turning the river into sea. The wave did not need to touch Lu Jiuyou's magical weapon at all. With just one surge, a huge and boundless momentum rolled out, shattering nine flying weapons that were at least the best spiritual treasures in the air.
The swords, the nine flying swords turned into flying smoke quietly under the eyes of everyone, without even making any movement.
Then came the five or sixty big purple talismans. They echoed each other in the woods and under the shade of the trees. They were shining brightly, thunder and lightning flashed, the ice and wind went away, and the black flames and evil rainbows were everywhere, overwhelming, dozens of big talismans.
The destructive force generated by the collision of the symbols turned into waves of shocking energy ripples, but as soon as they encountered the gray wave, they were immediately swallowed up by the latter and suppressed.
Dozens of large talismans, without any achievements, just disappeared into ashes.
Feng Jueyu still walked forward. After taking the first step, nine magical swords that were extremely precious in the eyes of ordinary people and dozens of large talismans that drove countless monks crazy were like mud cows entering the sea, making no sound at all. At this time, Feng Jueyu
Yu took the second step.
Buzz!
With a slight tremor, the gray wave continued to push forward, lifting up a tsunami that stretched to the sky, roaring in all directions.
Under the roar, the Evil Monument rushing in from the front was like a giant ship hitting a tsunami. It first struggled fiercely for a moment, and then was swept up by the wave and was severely crushed in the turbulence. It was in the gray
The waves rolled back and forth, and distorted and painful faces kept appearing on the tombstones. They seemed to be preparing to break through the confinement of the tombstones and escape from the sweep of the waves, but unfortunately none of the faces could do so.
All the grimaces were distorted by the powerful extremely Yin air pressure in the wave, and they were in agony. They burst out with heart-piercing screams, and kept collapsing, and then were quickly swallowed up by the gray wave. Soon, the tombstone
The magic weapon's light disappeared and turned into a gray stone tablet. After a while, it could not withstand the pressure of the wave and fell apart with a bang.
The wave of Yin Qi rages endlessly and continues to advance. Once the tombstone is broken, the remaining magic weapons are like chickens and dogs. None of them can resist the pressure of the wave of Yin Qi. They will be destroyed at the first touch and turn into powder.
During this process, Lu Jiuyou vomited blood continuously. Those magic weapons were all the magic weapons that he had carefully refined over the years. None of them were connected with his mind. With so many treasures, he originally planned to block Feng Jueyu, but
He never expected that not only did he fail to block the latter, but he was completely annihilated by the opponent's gray wave.
Lu Jiuyou's body shook wildly, he vomited blood continuously, and suffered a huge loss of consciousness and power. He retreated repeatedly, but was unable to get up. He used his teleportation magical power and watched Lezheng Xuankong, Hua Huolie and many of his fellow Qiankun realm masters.
They all open their mouths so much that no one can speak.
Even the God of Death, Jade Shura, and Wei Gong were shocked. They never thought that Feng Jueyu's strength would become so terrifying. Even if he broke through dozens of Lu Jiuyou's magic weapons, those hidden in the gray wave
The terrifying sword energy still showed no intention of taking action.
Needless to say, the power exerted by Feng Jueyu's move is definitely far more than this.
"It's terrible. How could this guy be so strong?" Wei Gong was sweating profusely. Thinking about the confrontation with Feng Jueyu outside Langyumi, he now realized that what he did back then was
How reckless.
Even Jade Shura was stunned. He has red lips and white teeth, a gorgeous pink and white skin, icy muscles and jade bones, and a neck like a caterpillar. He is dressed in a misty emerald palace gauze and flutters with the dark wind brought by the gray wave. He is better than a fairy coming to the dust, and even more
She had the temperament to banish an immortal to the dust, but this kind of temperament was all outshone by the gray wave. She opened her small mouth in astonishment and cast her eyebrows at the person under the black robe. Some of them were not jealous, but full of jealousy.
of respect.
"This kid, after one hundred and fifty years, has become completely otherworldly..." Xi Zi's current God of Death could not help but whisper and praise him.
As for Xuan Zhong and others, they were even more surprised and speechless. All their emotions were mixed with an emotion called "excitement". Over the years, the Xiaoyue Sect has suffered a lot. Finally, Feng Jueyu came back, and his
Returning will herald the rise of a shining new star on Qixia Mountain in the Nine Realms. This new star may shine brightly for all generations.
"Lu Jiuyou, please stay, stay to atone for your sins, even if you are shattered to pieces..."
Feng Jueyu roared loudly, as if the sound of heaven shook the world, and the empty valley and mountains were filled with a deafening roar.
"Damn it, who are you? Why are you going against me? Obviously, I have already won..."
Lu Jiuyou was filled with unwillingness and fear on his face. At this time, he could only hate the injustice of heaven and earth...
The gray wave continued to advance, and Feng Jueyu's speed was no longer slow. Feng Jueyu took a step forward, and a hundred feet of waves stood above Lu Jiuyou's head.
Even at this distance, Lu Jiuyou still couldn't see Feng Jueyu's appearance, but he was scared, scared to death.
At the critical moment, when Lu Jiuyou was about to be captured, a strong aura suddenly came from behind.
"Your Excellency is so skilled, but I don't know that there is such a strong and indomitable person in Qixia Realm..."
Whoosh!
A clear cry suddenly appeared from the back right, breaking the silence on the field. Feng Jueyu was slightly startled, and suddenly turned back, only to see that at this moment, a blazing white light appeared behind the God of Death at some unknown time.
The God of Death was stepping on Lezheng Xuankong at this time. He did not foresee that anyone would appear behind him. In a blink of an eye, a withered palm suddenly stretched out from the blazing white light and grabbed the God of Death like a ghost.
chest.
"Be careful..." Feng Jueyu called out softly.
Although the white light seemed inconspicuous, it gave him a very bad feeling. Not only did the person move quickly and elusively, but he also exuded an extremely fierce aura between his claws. This aura seemed familiar to him.
, like Zhu Xiangyuan, like Qi Yuantao, like the methods of a supremely powerful man.
At the end of your practice, you must take the path of returning to your original nature. That claw is your return to your original nature, and it will never end.
The God of Death has already felt the danger. He is the dark master of the undercurrent. In terms of the sharpness of his divine consciousness, he can definitely surpass the level and compete with the strong men of higher levels. Even though the claw is ordinary, he feels the real danger contained in it.
, it was too late to say, but soon, the God of Death had no longer cared about Le Zhengxuan Kong, and thrust the black slender sword forward fiercely, immediately sacrificing all the divine power in his body into this sword.
The God of Death's sword is fast, but it is not as fast as Feng Jueyu's fierce training. God can block the God of Killing, and the devil can block the Demon Slaughter. With this sword thrust out, countless black energy overflows, and a large sword light will
He was wrapped in a black cocoon and stabbing like a hedgehog.
Bang!
Blazing white light, the palm force was a hundred times more powerful than the God of Death thought. With this palm shot, the white light burst out, and all the black sword light disappeared. Then the claw edge was imprinted on the chest of the God of Death, and the latter went towards
On the side, there was a tearing sound, and first the divine armor was shattered, and then a piece of blood splashed out.
"Killing God!"
Feng Jueyu's pupils turned cold, and he immediately ignored Lu Jiuyou and turned around to kill Bai Guang.