The blood and shattered internal organs spurted out simultaneously, and the blood instantly dyed the ground behind the burly disciple blood red.
In the blink of an eye, a sixth-level peak person was eliminated.
Everyone was immediately stunned.
What was particularly frightening was that they didn't see any special signs from Feng Jueyu's moves.
Whether it's the gathering of divine power, the fluctuation of true divine power, or the explosion of cave power... nothing.
With such a simple punch, the opponent fell to the ground and died.
For a moment, the woods became silent.
Wen Su's stunned expression froze on her face.
Yan Xin is like a dream.
The middle-aged man named Yang felt like his throat was blocked by duck eggs and he couldn't even make a sound.
Xiao Li's two disciples were stunned.
Even Xiao Li himself felt very surprised.
Only the expression on Feng Jueyu's face became very exciting.
When he appeared at this moment, he really had no intention of getting involved in other people's grudges, but he secretly wanted to test how powerful his cultivation became after retreating.
Sure enough, I guessed right.
With the stability of the Xutian-level cave world, the foundation of his Taoist career has been tempered to the point of perfection.
Although this punch did not use any special techniques or power, it was still hundreds of times more powerful than before.
And this is the barrier brought about by the fact that the Dongyu world level is too high and the power of Dongyu continues to sublimate.
One word: cool!
"A simple punch is similar to the power of the great realm of heaven carried in divine arts. If he punched with all his strength, I am afraid that even if Li Miaoxian came, he would not dare to take it hard."
Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu once again had a new understanding of Xutian Cave.
"If I can expand the world of Dongyu to the realm of heaven and make the power of Dongyu sublime again, who can be my opponent among the gods in the world?"
"It seems that in the next period of time, we need to work hard to expand the world of caves. We should lay a solid foundation before we can achieve the gods, and make comprehensive preparations for condensing the strongest godhead in the future."
Withdrawing his fist, Feng Jueyu walked forward leisurely, as if he were the king of the world, and no one dared to disobey.
Xiao Li's two disciples were so frightened that they turned pale and inadvertently became timid and kept retreating.
At this time, Xiao Li suppressed his smile, but it was not enough to make him fully alert. It was just that the opponent's strength was far beyond his imagination.
"I didn't expect that you are still pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. Now it's interesting. The higher your strength, the more interested I am in the treasures hidden in you."
Xiao Li made a faint sound, but did not take action himself. He just hummed: "Trash, if I kill your senior brother, will it scare you so much that you don't dare to fight back? I have trained you carefully for many years, what's the use? It's better than turning into a soul.
, become my soul pet."
Xiao Li's two disciples suddenly became alert when they heard this.
The Qiandao Ghost Sect is an evil sect. A custom of this sect is that teachers particularly like to accept disciples to teach, but this is not for inheritance, but for every disciple they accept, they can refine the disciple's soul and soul.
When you are alive, you are a thug. After you die, you can use your soul as a medicine and be swallowed by the master to practice martial arts.
Therefore, every master of the Thousand Paths of Ghost Sect is keen to recruit disciples.
On the other hand, as a disciple, you have an unimaginable reverence for your teacher. No matter how great the threat from external forces, they are not as intuitive and shocking as the teacher.
As a result, Xiao Li's two disciples suddenly woke up from a dream.
"kill him."
The two of them shouted in unison, and at the same time took out the artifact and rushed towards Feng Jueyu.
“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”
Seeing two peak-level sixth-level players taking action, Feng Jueyu didn't care. He slowly raised his right hand, his parallel fingers like swords, and fired two swords in an instant.
There was still nothing outstanding about the blazing white sword energy, just two mediocre sword energy shot out, and then two big human heads rolled to the ground, and Feng Jueyu took advantage of this moment to pass by the two of them,
Not even a drop of blood stained Xi Qingyi.
With ease.
"sharp!"
Yan Xin's pretty face was dull, full of shock and envy.
She had fought against these two Xiao Li disciples before, let alone two of them. If she picked one at random, she would have to deal with it carefully. If she was not careful, she would die unexpectedly.
But Feng Jueyu killed three people in a row without blinking his eyes and only moved his fingers.
Is this the seventh level that has just been broken?
Are you kidding me?
Wen Su was also shocked and couldn't believe her eyes.
Faced with a master like Xiao Li, who kills people in a leisurely manner and takes the life of an opponent with just a few gestures, it is as simple as eating and drinking. For such a person, I was actually worried about him before.
It's superfluous.
The young man named Yang was also confused. Even if it was a big dream, it would probably be more real than it is now.
In the woods, the tense atmosphere stopped before it could spread.
Feng Jueyu clasped one hand behind his back and still kept walking forward slowly. He did not stop and would not stop, and he walked even less quickly.
But every step he took would bring great pressure to Xiao Li. If he hadn't repeatedly confirmed that the opponent's cultivation level was only at the lower level of rank seven, Xiao Li might have escaped long ago.
"Good boy, it seems that I am blind. I didn't expect that Xinglu Paradise would reward such a secretive master like you. Anyway, I will personally send you on your way today."
Xiao Li said, flipping his palm, a dazzling black gold light flashed around, and a divine weapon fell into his hand.
It was a black soul umbrella with gold sprinkling on it. The umbrella was engraved with mysterious Taoist sigils and divine characters. Under a halo of light, the sinister evil energy was constantly flowing, accompanying the soul umbrella.
The breath was released, and the nearby plants instantly withered and rotted, leaving the ground covered with death.
Correspondingly, waves of resentment, evil, cold and sneaky aura began to permeate the surroundings. This aura was so strong that it was like a rapidly spreading plague, wantonly taking away the lives of all living things in the nearby world, and when they oppressed people,
It actually made Wen Su, Yan Xin and the middle-aged people named Yang feel that their vitality was rapidly passing away.
And it's very painful.
It was as if there was an mysterious external force secretly taking away their vitality, tearing it out and pulling it out, but it was still unable to stop them.
In just a moment, Wen Su and Yan Xin knelt on one knee, their faces were ashen, their lips were pale, their bodies could not stop shaking, their hands and feet were cold and weak, and even their bones seemed to be frozen, and they had lost their own control.
The middle-aged man surnamed Yang wanted to escape when he saw something was not going well, but the soul umbrella formed an invisible domain barrier and kept him here.
However, after a while, the middle-aged man felt that most of his strength had dissipated, and there were countless gray air flows pouring out from his body, which he could not stop.
"The God-crushing Umbrella is actually this evil treasure."
Big beads of sweat dripped from Wen Su's forehead and fell to the ground. She looked frightened and her heart was in chaos.
The God-Crushing Umbrella, actually originally called the Soul-Crushing Umbrella, is an evil treasure from the Qiandao Ghost Sect.
According to legend, this treasure can use the ability of ghosts to cultivate souls to play the role of crushing souls. Once trapped by the field force field it creates, it will be like a huge millstone killing and grinding the soul. Not only will it be extremely painful from the inside out, but it will also cause pain.
Soon the three souls and seven spirits will be crushed together with the soul.
Eventually it became part of the Soul Crushing Umbrella.
Seeing that the three of them could no longer hold on, Xiao Li smiled again.
And when he saw Feng Jueyu still standing in front of him, that smile solidified on its own.
"you……"
This time, Xiao Li was stunned, but Feng Jueyu was fine.
"What a brat, how dare you ignore my soul-crushing umbrella, just wait for me..."
Feng Jueyu was indeed okay, just a little distracted, but soon he took steps again and walked towards Xiao Li.
Seeing this scene, Wen Su and Yan Xin couldn't believe their eyes. They couldn't stand up. Their souls were peeling off and dissipating, but he acted like nothing happened.
How?
Xiao Li was also curious, but he finally realized something was wrong.
I originally thought that this child's strength was amazing, and crushing his soul with the soul-crushing umbrella would greatly increase the power of this treasure, but I never expected that this would not be a problem for Feng Jueyu.
"You bastard, you will die."
Thinking like this, Xiao Li took out another object from his arms. It was a worn-out teapot. It looked old, but the smell of resentful spirits was a hundred times stronger than the soul-crushing umbrella. It looked like it was a useful item.
A vessel to nourish and collect souls.
Needless to say, Xiao Lide wanted to use the scattered souls he had raised to provide nutrients for the soul-crushing umbrella so that it could exert greater power.
But Feng Jueyu shook his head and took action faster than Xiao Li.
"A mere dome-level cave still dares to make trouble in front of me, so don't do anything to avoid wasting it."
Whoosh!
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Jueyu disappeared on the spot, but in his place, a bright blazing white sword energy appeared from the sky, and passed through Xiao Li's chest in an instant.
puff!
Blood sprayed out, Xiao Li froze, and the two artifacts in his hands made shrill screams, and everything was in chaos for a while.
Taking advantage of this skill, Feng Jueyu stepped forward and appeared next to Xiao Li. He put one hand on his shoulder and grabbed the teapot and soul-crushing umbrella with his other hand.
Xiao Li just watched like this, unable to stop him at all, because there was a sword energy in his body that locked his mind, cultivation and even the foundation of his Taoism.
"you……"
Xiao Li looked at Feng Jueyu with a fearful expression, his whole person was completely in a daze.
He couldn't figure it out no matter what, how could the other party be so powerful. He was obviously not as good as himself, but killing himself was as easy as killing a chicken.
He looked at Feng Jueyu, his eyes full of doubts, and he urgently needed an answer.
Feng Jueyu understood clearly and shook his head: "It's a long story, and there's no reason to explain it to you, but I don't give you a chance to make a move, just because I don't want you to waste these divine materials, and I have to exchange them for divine stones.
"
puff!
Hearing Feng Jueyu's words, Xiao Li was so angry that he vomited blood. After three mouthfuls, he fell straight to the ground and died.
Feng Jueyu shook his sleeves as if nothing happened, and Xiao Li's body exploded. Countless treasures burst out from the collapsed cave world, and Feng Jueyu took them all into the Tiandao Beads.
The reason why Xiao Li is not allowed to take action is not because he is afraid that the other party will hurt him, but because he is afraid that if there is a fight, Xiao Li's treasures will be damaged.