Among the prisoners captured by Feng Jueyu, Xiu Yuzhong is the dean of the Music Hall of Shanhai Academy. He has a tough mind and amazing experience. It is difficult to extract effective information from him with ordinary torture methods. He is the most troublesome and nerve-wracking.
Hua Huolie and Chi Qingyang had a deep hatred against him. They basically would rather die than let Feng Jueyu get his wish. They also wished that even after being captured alive, as long as they had a breath, they would add trouble to him. They were also unhappy.
Suitable for any coercion and inducement.
Apart from the three, Wo Shuanglong is very different. This person has no deep grudge against me. He has never even met him before. So why would he target him and play a life-threatening plot with Le Zhengxuan Kong Xiao Yue Sect?
Woolen cloth?
The reason behind this is much more interesting. Feng Jueyu guessed that Wo Shuanglong may have been instigated by others. At least this possibility is higher. In this way, Wo Shuanglong may be the easiest breakthrough.
So he was more concerned about Wo Shuanglong.
"Feng Jueyu, why are you locking me up? Do you want to trick me? Stop dreaming. If you have the guts, kill me. Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go."
After Hana Huo Lie lost her son, her mentality became crazy. She never knew how to write the word "fear".
Feng Jueyu ignored him and just sat in the air, meditating and adjusting his breath. The original divine power flowed slowly in his body like a trickle, continuously nourishing his strong body. Although only Daowu Chu had a glimpse of it.
At this level, he is still unable to sense the existence of the Four Nine Heavenly Tribulations, but his own strength far exceeds the shackles of this level, and has reached the level of existence comparable to the Supreme Level.
Feng Jueyu is not in a hurry to improve his cultivation level. After all, at this point, if there is no great opportunity, trying to improve his level for decades, hundreds, or even more than a thousand years is tantamount to wishful thinking. The cultivation level cannot be improved.
His own strength can still grow. He has already found a way, which is to use the Yuan Gathering Basin and the seven-series Soul Gathering Divine Art he mastered in the disordered world to crazily collect the purest vitality that exists in the world, and then collect it and store it.
In Tiandaozhu, every once in a while, or simply take a period of time to retreat, and fully absorb and refine the seven elements of heaven and earth.
Over time, by opening up all the acupoints in his body and having a larger storage space, he can endlessly improve his own strength.
In addition, you can also use yuan stones to nourish the second and middle index fingers of your left hand at regular intervals to hone the Wanshen Fingering Technique.
Before the Original Darkness has been further transformed, the Ten Thousand Gods Finger Technique seems to be his most powerful killing move at present.
With a strong physique as the foundation, the Ten Thousand Gods Finger Technique will be an important magical power for him to gallop through the world.
High in the sky of the Tiandaozhu world, Feng Jueyu sat cross-legged and meditated, with infinite divine glow blooming from his body. His body was as transparent as white jade, shining brightly, like the brightest star in the sky, extremely dazzling and extremely yin.
The original vitality in the two valleys of Jiyang merged into two sources as thick as water tanks. They gurgled and flowed with great force, all pouring into Feng Jueyu's body.
At this time, Feng Jueyu was like a bottomless cave that was glowing all over, absorbing the two original vitality of extreme yin and extreme yang to his heart's content. The purest vitality has been collected and refined in the gathering basin, and will never be mixed with any harmful impurities.
, but if he absorbs and refines without restraint, it is simply impossible for ordinary people to do it. Even a powerful person like Xiu Yuzhong, who is famous in the Hongtu world, would not even dare to think about it.
Inside the Jiyang Valley, Xiu Yuzhong, who was seriously injured, was trapped in the aura of spiritual light like Hua Huolie. All the acupoints in his body were tightly sealed, and he could not use any of his divine power. He could only stay in his body and barely resist.
The cool sun was shining brightly, and his hair was disheveled, showing no signs of being a strong man.
But he could clearly see that Feng Jueyu was soaring in the sky, feasting on the essence of the sun and moon, and the essence of yin and yang. The gurgling spring was like a river, like a tidal wave, like a tsunami, earth-shattering, like two giant dragons flying across the sky, shuttling back and forth.
Between heaven and earth, the thick and rich original essence washes away continuously, nourishing Feng Jueyu's body, making him bathe in the softest divine light like a flawless jade, holy and noble, like a banished immortal descending to earth.
Xiu Yuzhong, Hua Huolie, Muchen, and Wo Shuanglong stared at each other for a moment, their eyes dull, dumbfounded, and they completely lost the ability to think.
This practice lasted for several hours. When Feng Jueyu completely turned into a round of true yang where yin and yang met, the intrusion of the original essence was eased, and then the two vast springs retreated into the two valleys.
, Feng Jueyu was the only one left in the sky.
Buzz!
With a scream from heaven and earth, Feng Jueyu, who was filled with brilliance all over the sky, suddenly emitted a round of extremely terrifying energy fluctuations. This fluctuation was like a huge meteorite hitting the vast land, instantly setting off an extremely terrifying wave of light and shadow. That wave
Everything in it was the purest essence, covering hundreds of miles in radius before gradually dissipating.
Afterwards, Feng Jueyu floated up in black clothes and flew straight into the spiritual light array in the Jiyin Valley. Standing in front of Hua Huolie, his face was as sinking as water and his tone was serious: "Hua Huolie, I will die.
You still keep talking without hesitation at the end of the day. It seems that you haven’t learned enough from the lessons you learned in the past.”
Whoosh!
After finishing speaking, Feng Jueyu stretched out a finger like lightning and gently touched Hua Huolie's lower abdomen. Countless colorful star flowers burst out from the fingertips filled with colorful light, which was gorgeous and dazzling.
At the same time, a scream erupted from Hua Huo Lie's mouth that was so shrill that it was comparable to the cry of a resentful ghost. The entire spiritual light array trembled violently, and a strong flame turned into light fire and shot out along Hua Huo Lie's Tianling Gai.
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As soon as this ray of light left Hua Huiretsu's body, 10% of the energy in his body suddenly disappeared, as if that finger tore his soul apart, causing part of his consciousness and power to leave him directly and never return.
Hua Huo's face was distorted in pain, his head and forehead were covered with hair, and he looked like a madman: "You, you despicable guy, if you dare, kill me." His screams became more violent and even more nerve-wracking.
"Kill you?" Feng Jueyu sneered, stood up, and without looking at Hua Huo Lie, his voice echoed in the mountains and valleys of the Tiandaozhu world: "Wouldn't it be easier for you to kill you? From today on,
I will release your power every once in a while, until you become a mortal, don't even think about dying."
Feng Jueyu's voice was so cold that Muchen and Wo Shuanglong both shuddered.
Dissipate success power every once in a while?
The skills of the monks are obtained after a lifetime of hard work and blood. Especially strong men like them in the Qiankun Realm and the Daowu Realm understand what hard-earned means, and this Feng Jueyu actually intends to
To dissipate Hua Huolie's power bit by bit, it would be a thousand or ten thousand times more cruel than killing him.
If you live and watch the cultivation that you have worked so hard to achieve fade away little by little, then you might as well just kill the person.
Feng Jueyu flew to the top of Jiyang Valley on the Shenhong, looking down at Xiu Yuzhong's expression in a condescending manner
Although Xiu Yuzhong looked pale, his eyes still looked at him firmly: "If you don't kill me, you must have another agenda. You want to know what happened to all this."
Feng Jueyu said nothing.
Xiu Yuzhong said coldly: "Stop dreaming, you can't get anything from me."
"I expected it." Feng Jueyu snorted coldly, and a sword finger appeared in the air, with a bright divine flower and a sword edge like a light. In an instant, a gray light flashed through the spiritual light array and penetrated into Xiu Yuzhong's body.
The latter bent over in pain, and then his teeth started to crack: "Are you going to waste my power?"
"No way? I didn't intend to get anything from you. The reason why you are still alive is because you are still useful. After all, you are one of the directors of the Sixth Academy of Shanhai. I want to see if Du Mingli will save you.
, after saving you, and learning that you have betrayed him, what will he do to you?"
With a sinister laugh, Feng Jueyu ran away and really didn't pay attention to him anymore.
After a few breaths, Feng Jueyu flew down and walked towards Wo Shuanglong step by step.
In front of the gate of the Insect Palace, Wo Shuanglong, who had to watch the densely packed scene of cup insects flying around every day, shuddered inadvertently. When he saw Feng Jueyu walking towards him, he suddenly felt frightened in his heart.
"You, what are you going to do?" Wo Shuanglong said in horror.
"It's not what I want to do? But should you say something to me?" Feng Jueyu asked with stern eyes.
Wo Shuanglong was startled and quickly looked aside, shaking his head like a rattle and saying: "I don't know, I don't know anything."
Snap!
Feng Jueyu put his hand on Wo Shuanglong's shoulder. With this movement, he shrank into a ball in fright, and his whole body seemed to be scared out of his mind.
"Don't be afraid that I won't touch you first." Feng Jueyu pointed to the two directions of Jiyin and Jiyang Valley and said, "Have you seen them? They are just like you, they have a tough mouth and don't say anything, but it doesn't matter.
, I can wait, I will release one of their power every day, but I will not let them become completely disabled. When their power reaches 30%, I will come to you again. During this period, you'd better think about what to do.
What can you tell me so that I don’t treat you the way I treat them?”
Feng Jueyu's voice was very cold. He crawled next to Wo Shuanglong's ear and said: "But if you are as tough-talking as them, it's no problem. If they lose 30% of their skills, I will lose 30% of your skills. I'll come back to them again."
When 60% of their power is gone, I will treat you the same way until you are all turned into waste. You still have a lot of time, think about it slowly."
After saying that, Feng Jueyu stood up and left without looking back, but at this time, Wo Shuanglong was completely frightened. He huddled up and his lips turned purple with fear.
In the next few days, Feng Jueyu fulfilled his promise. He would come out every morning to disperse the fireworks.