He looked at Feng Jueyu blankly, feeling extremely happy.
How ridiculous that a little god-man who has reached the seventh realm dares to negotiate terms with him.
Wu Ling looked at Feng Jueyu with a playful expression, his eyes so contemptuous that even looking at Feng Jueyu felt like he was losing his status.
"Do you dare to negotiate terms with me?"
"Why not? Aren't you a god? I saved you, so I have to receive some benefits."
Wu Ling's expression was gloomy and uncertain, but he was an old man and knew his situation well, so he didn't immediately fall out.
He smiled and said: "Okay, it's not easy for you to think about the benefits. I have been a god for millions of years, and you will never be able to finish learning all my unique skills in a lifetime. If you can take me out, I will guide you in your practice in the future.
It will definitely allow you to enter the realm like flying, evolve into a godhead as soon as possible, prove the position of a god, and travel across the nine heavens of the God Realm. Okay, stop talking nonsense, quickly open the sea of consciousness and let me in."
Wu Ling said and came straight to Feng Jueyu.
"Well, remember what you said, don't deceive me, otherwise I will be rude to you."
With that said, he opened the sea of consciousness that was under heavy protection and allowed Wu Ling to enter.
"You're welcome. A little godman dares to be polite to me. Do you deserve it?"
Wu Ling thought to himself, but did not refute. The illusory figure entered the depths of Feng Jueyu's sea of consciousness.
Although he is just a wandering soul of will, Wu Ling has already attained enlightenment before his death. Even if it is a remnant soul, his spiritual thoughts are not unpowerful.
When he entered Feng Jueyu's sea of consciousness, he immediately understood Feng Jueyu's physical condition clearly.
"Good guy, the power of spiritual thought has been tempered to the extreme,"
"Oh my god, Xu Tian Cave, I am still in the stage of nine-turn god-man, but I haven't been able to create such a high-quality cave world. This little guy is not simple..."
"Hey, no, why is his Xutian Cave World so vast and vast? The cave power is so strong. It has actually completed the first power tempering, and the power is so strong that it has never been seen before. How much gold does it cost?
Only one person can create such a terrifying foundation of Taoism, yes, yes."
"What is that? Why is there a cauldron there? What is pressed under the cauldron is... Dao Veins?"
"Why is this meridian so different? It's like the color of chaos, blooming with the divine brilliance of chaos. Is this... a super-grade meridian?"
With one breath, Wu Ling instantly understood Feng Jueyu's physical condition. Because of this, he was full of praises time and time again.
A little god-man not only tempered the most extreme power of spiritual thoughts, but also opened up the world of Xutian Cave up to the eighth level, and the power of Xutian Cave is unparalleled and vast.
As a strong man who has proven to be a god, Wu Ling naturally knows that the development and stability of the cave world are inseparable from his own divine power.
To put it bluntly, the more golden bodies a god-man gathers before he attains enlightenment, it means he has accumulated more divine power, and these divine power reserves are the key to opening up the strongest cave world.
In his eyes, Feng Jueyu had obviously accumulated a large number of golden bodies before he opened up the cave world. These accumulations allowed him to have an eighth-level virtual sky cave at the seventh level. And if he read it correctly,
If so, its Xutian Cave still has great potential to be tapped.
This is a huge capital to break through to Tongtian Cave in the future.
The most terrifying thing is that this little guy has actually evolved an unprecedented super-grade Taoism. This is really terrifying.
The ultimate spiritual power and the eighth-level Void Sky Cave are enough to make people marvel again and again.
But all of them combined are not as shocking as a super-grade Taoist line that amazes both the upper and lower worlds and looks at the eternity and the future.
Super-grade Dao Meridian, the best Yuan Shen Shenqiao in the world. With this Dao Meridian, there is nothing else that cannot be comprehended in the Nine Heavens Avenue.
This little guy actually has such a superior physical body. If I can possess this physical body, I will definitely be able to practice all kinds of secret arts that I couldn't comprehend in my lifetime. Not only can I easily attain the status of a god, but I can also become a great god with ease.
The God-Emperor is not a dream either.
As he thought about it, Wu Ling showed a salivating expression, his cloudy eyes showed a strong color of greed, and bad things began to brew in his stomach.
"Little guy, you just mentioned Hongtu Star. Are you also a practitioner there?"
"Of course, otherwise how could I possibly recognize you, Wu Ling, the sixty-eight origin master of all heavens and realms, you must be you."
"You are knowledgeable, and since we are so destined, why not give your body to me? Don't worry, if someone takes over your body, your cultivation will definitely improve by leaps and bounds. It won't be long before we can rebuild it together.
Return to your true position as a god and dominate the nine realms of heaven."
"What's the meaning?"
Feng Jueyu paused when he heard this, his eyes filled with gloom, "This guy, I saved him with good intentions, but he actually wants to take my body?"
"What I mean is, you give me your body and let me take charge, that's it."
Wu Ling made no secret of it. After saying this, he laughed ferociously, and immediately his remaining soul rushed towards Yuanshen.
In the ethereal and vast sea of consciousness world, suddenly dark clouds burst into bursts, and a black wind pressed down on the sky. Wu Ling revealed his domineering and evil nature, turning into a bloody mouth, and he would swallow Feng Jueyu's soul without hesitation.
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How could Feng Jueyu not be on guard at all if he dared to let Wu Ling enter his sea of consciousness? With a thought in his mind, Yuan Shen quickly dodged and escaped.
Feng Jueyu's eyes became gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "Wuling, I saved you kindly, and this is how you repay me?"
Wu Ling licked his lips and was not ashamed of his actions at all: "Little guy, I just want to repay you for being dead. You should know that I am a god. I have a unique knowledge and inheritance that you cannot compare with. Only
In this way, you can achieve the status of a god. Without my help, you may not be able to achieve the status of a god even if you practice for tens of millions of years or billions of years."
Feng Jueyu snorted. Who could be deceived by such sweet words? They were just high-sounding words.
"Aren't you just making excuses for your behavior by talking about it? Besides, you and I are both practitioners of Hongtu Star, so you don't care about this?"
The tearful Wu Ling laughed after hearing this, and the laughter was filled with a strong taste of contempt: "Love? That's right. It is precisely because we have practiced on the same cultivation star that I condescended to take your body.
If not, do you think you are worthy of letting me seize your body?"
"Don't talk nonsense. It's your blessing to let me take over your body. Just hand over your body to me obediently."
This time, Wu Ling stopped talking nonsense, laughed three times, and went straight to the soul to snatch away.
"Alas, even though we have never met, we are of the same blood after all. You are so despicable and cruel, and you repay kindness with hatred, I, Feng, really look down on you."
With a faint sigh, Feng Jueyu didn't panic, his mind moved, and the power of his spiritual thoughts suddenly concentrated on the sea of consciousness. In an instant, he appeared in front of Wu Ling, his palms closed, and the clear and sharp sword intent came out from the gaps between his fingers.
And out.
Seeing Feng Jueyu preparing to fight back, Wu Ling laughed loudly, with a look of disdain on his face.
"Little guy, do you want to resist? You are so bold. You don't even open your eyes to see who I am. I am a second-level god."
"Even if I only have a trace of wandering spirit left, the soul arts I have mastered are far better than yours. Dealing with you is like dealing with an ant."
While laughing, Wu Soul turned into a bloody mouth. The fishy wind in the mouth suddenly materialized like mist, and billowing waves of sinister energy spurted out, directly combining Feng Jueyu's spiritual thoughts and Yuan Shen.
shrouded.
He dared to fight Feng Jueyu in person, naturally because he was confident in his own strength.
At the same time, Wu Ling was right. A god's wandering spirit cannot be blocked by a god. Even if his wandering spirit is weaker than it is now, it will be easy to swallow Feng Jueyu.
Of course, Wu Ling's speculation was based on ordinary gods and humans, but Feng Jueyu was obviously not among them.
"Really? Then let me experience the grand style of a god."
Feng Jueyu was not polite at all. He spread out his palms, and a blazing white light rose up. Deep in his palm, a sword edge shot out like a sky-searing blade, turning into a ten-foot divine sword that split the air.
Cut it in the bloody mouth.
The moon is full over the Tianhe River, and the glow is bright.
Feng Jueyu's soul-remembering sword was like a huge sword that opened the Tianmen, instantly bursting out with supreme divine power.
The sword light circulated, the soul's mind became clear, and the power that uniquely belonged to Hong Yuan's origin was released like a flood that broke a bank.
There was a loud bang, and the bloody mouth was cut in half by the Soul Thought Sword on the spot.
ah!
Wu Ling's painful cry came from the depths of the sea of consciousness, and the illusory bloody mouth disappeared like a rain of light, and then Wu Ling's figure appeared.
His hair was disheveled, and his complexion changed dramatically. All his robes in pieces were destroyed by this sword, revealing a body riddled with wounds. The traces of old wounds on his body were covered with new ones. Although he was a soul, there were also illusions of bleeding.
, that bright red liquid was transformed by his soul power.
With just one strike of the sword, Wu Ling was seriously injured.
"You... how could that be possible?"
Wu Ling couldn't believe it.
He dared to speak out about seizing Feng Jueyu's soul, naturally because his soul thought belonged to the soul of a god, and even a ray of will wandering soul's power was definitely not comparable to that of ordinary gods and men.
What's more, apart from the power of his own spiritual thoughts, the power of soul thoughts only relies on the original source to play some bonuses. And he believes that he has been ascending for a long time, and the original Wuling spirit has long been tempered and reshaped into a true god.
Source, will definitely suppress Feng Jueyu.
I never thought that I was the one being suppressed.
"How is it impossible? In addition to discovering that I have the power of spiritual thought that has been tempered to the extreme, the eighth-level Void Sky Cave, and the super-grade Taoism, haven't you discovered that the origin of my cultivation is far stronger than your origin?
There are too many. If you judge it by your origin status, even the shoes your origin gives me are not worthy of you."
"Just like that... you still dare to say that you want to take away my body. You are simply asking for trouble."
After Feng Jueyu said these words, the little bit of "fellow countryman" feeling he had left for Wu Ling was wiped away.
Originally, he planned that if Wu Ling could give him some guidance on spiritual practice, he could find him a physical body so that he could live again.
But who knows, this guy insists on telling himself a story about a farmer and a snake.
In this case, let this guy understand clearly who is the farmer and who is the snake!