After half a stick of incense, the fierce battle in the open air came to an end with the death of the last person who blocked the road.
In the open space, Feng Jueyu carefully and conscientiously searched all the mutilated corpses from beginning to end, without missing a thing, and put nearly three million middle-grade divine stones into his pocket.
As for the many cultivation resources such as divine materials, divine materials, medicinal pills, treasures, etc. left behind by the dozen or so seventh-level gods, Feng Jueyu was too lazy to count them, and threw them all into the Tiandao Beads, leaving them to be sorted and collected later.
Go to Hunbao Tower and exchange it for the Divine Stone.
This was his second battle after coming out of seclusion, and like the first time, it ended with a complete victory.
While cleaning the battlefield, Feng Jueyu took out a bottle of clear and fragrant wine from the relics of a seventh-level peak powerhouse and took a sip. The spicy taste reverberated in his mouth, stimulating his taste buds crazily. Soon, Feng Jueyu felt
The exhausted power of the cave is restored at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Hunyuan Golden Soup, this is a superb wine brewed by Wine Saint Yu Boyang using hundreds of herbs and nearly thirty kinds of rare treasures from all over the world. Once you take a sip, the consumed power of the cave will be restored a hundred times faster than usual.
Come here, but don't be greedy for too much, otherwise you will easily explode and die. Even if this pot is in Hunbao Tower, it will cost nearly one million middle-grade divine stones to buy it."
Feng Jueyu was having endless aftertaste when Wu Ying's voice came to his ears.
"Why don't you leave!"
Feng Jueyu didn't even turn around, he raised his neck and drank the entire pot of Hunyuan Gold Soup in one gulp.
This move made Wu Ying stunned. That was Hunyuan Golden Decoction. When ordinary gods drank it, they needed to take small sips slowly, otherwise the mellow medicinal properties in the wine would cause the power of Dongyu to continuously increase and burst the world of Dongyu.
However, in the next scene, Wuying was so surprised that she was speechless.
Feng Jueyu drank a whole pot of Hunyuan Gold Soup. Not only was he fine, but he was still unsatisfied. He took out another pot and drank three large gulps.
After the third mouthful, my face turned slightly red.
This shows that Dongyu's power has almost recovered.
But in Wuying's opinion, that's not the case at all.
How can ordinary gods and men have such a terrifying cave world that can accommodate such a strong cave power? Only the cave world is advanced enough and the larger the space is, the more it is worthy of drinking Hunyuan Golden Soup. It seems that this guy can do it in one go
His first invincible position may be due to this strange and powerful physique.
Feng Jueyu never expected that Wu Ying could guess such details just by drinking a bottle of wine.
But even if he knew, he wouldn't care.
In his opinion, the foundation of the Dongyu world is far from reaching his predetermined goal. The Xutian Dongyu that is only in the open realm is nothing. It won't be long before it will hit the Xutian Dongyu world that has returned.
It's just that Wu Ying didn't know that Feng Jueyu had unparalleled Taoist background, and he was already scared to death.
"I have a question for you." Seeing that Wu Ying didn't speak and looked completely stupid, Feng Jueyu asked in a deep voice.
Wu Ying just woke up from a dream and had not yet answered the question of this extremely powerful guy.
"Fellow Taoist, please don't be angry. I saw my fellow Taoist killing everyone, and on a whim, I decided to stay and watch. If I bother you, I will leave immediately."
"No need, you can follow if you want, but you don't have to follow in vain, show me the way."
Although the terrain of Xinglu Blessed Land is not complicated, it is still quite troublesome for Feng Jueyu, a "newcomer" who has just made his debut. He only knows to walk in one line, but whether he deviates from the direction in the middle, he himself
Don't know either.
Therefore, he needs a guide.
After Wu Ying heard this, he immediately became happy. He wished he could follow Feng Jueyu and record Feng Jueyu's entire experience during his trip.
You must know that if you bring this information back to the sect, you will definitely be rewarded by the sect leader.
Tianxiaxiao is in the business of evaluating the world's heroes, so all first-hand detailed information about their goals is extremely valuable to Tianxiaxiao.
"It is Wu's honor to be able to lead the way for fellow Taoist Feng."
Wu Ying was complacent, but then he thought that something was wrong. He was very happy to be a follower. When did I become so cheap?
But now that he agreed, Wu Ying couldn't change his words. He just felt a little bit panicked in his heart, and he was ready to kill Feng Jueyu's arrogance.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, if you go out so blatantly, aren't you afraid of being punished?"
"Indeed, the people I met before are all good players among the younger generation. For example, Fang Tianlei you just killed, and Li Kun, the owner of this pot of Hunyuan Golden Soup, are both masters on the list of unparalleled talents."
"But fellow Taoist, if you think that this is the only person who intercepts and kills you, you are totally wrong. Wu received news that there are many strong men at the eighth level this time who have come to Youxiang Star Road and are walking around.
I'm trying to find out where you are, and there are even some Ninth Transformation Realm experts who have put down their dignity and lurked in secretly, so I think it's best for fellow Taoist to avoid the limelight."
Feng Jueyu doesn't care about the rank eight expert.
But as soon as he heard about the ninth-level powerhouse, Feng Jueyu immediately became energetic.
"You mean, there are many rank-9 experts who also want Youquan Shuxin?"
"certainly!"
"That means this treasure is very valuable?"
Wu Ying was speechless. He really wanted to remind Feng Jueyu loudly that the key to the problem was not whether the treasure was valuable, but whether you could get out alive.
How does this guy's brain grow, and why does he always see things from a different perspective than others?
"It's worth money...but there are too many masters chasing you this time."
"That's right."
Feng Jueyu was noncommittal.
Wuying is very happy, this guy finally understands.
But the next sentence almost made Wu Ying angry to death.
"The gods of the seventh-level realm just now are really poor. The total number of divine stones they have is only three million. The treasures of the masters of the ninth-level realm must be very many."
"I……"
Wu Ying was at a loss for words. Where is this? Does it have anything to do with you whether someone has more treasures or less?
Can you still rob the nine-turn master?
Wait, is this what we were talking about just now?
Why do I feel like my thoughts are always inconsistent with this guy’s?
Wu Ying didn't want to talk to Feng Jueyu anymore. If he continued talking, he might be pissed to death.
"Fellow Taoist, let's go quickly. You have fought two battles in a row. Maybe more people will come here soon. I'm afraid there will be no peace on this road."
God seemed to want to confirm Wu Ying's conjecture. As expected, Feng Jueyu was stopped for the third time not long after.
But this time, the person taking action was a master who was at the lower level of the eighth rank, and he brought five descendants of the seventh rank gods. Among the seventh rank masters, there were two peak seventh rank masters and three upper rank seventh rank masters.
This is the most powerful team Feng Jueyu has ever encountered.
The leader comes from an evil force called the "Green Smoke Sect". This person is called "Ji Qian". He has cultivated a heaven-level cave world and even masters a powerful heavenly law called "Sorrow".
"Little guy, answer my question..."
Encountered in the barren mountain, Ji Gan led people to block Feng Jueyu's way.
"Are you looking for Feng Jueyu? I am!"
This time Feng Jueyu took the initiative to speak.
Ji Qian and others were slightly startled, and then his disciple laughed and said: "Master, this guy is really sensible. He admitted it before we even finished asking."
Ji Qian was very satisfied with Feng Jueyu's attitude and nodded with a smile: "Yes, since you are so understanding, then hand over the heart of the Youquan tree."
Ji Qian is not stupid, Feng Jueyu cannot say that he is, he needs to see the heart of the Youquan tree with his own eyes.
Feng Jueyu crossed his arms and said, "Okay, defeat me, and the things will be yours."
"Tch, this kid is probably crazy, right? How dare he yell at Master!"
The disciples were stunned for a moment, then stepped forward and surrounded Feng Jueyu.
When Wu Ying saw this, he immediately jumped aside and pretended to draw a clear line with Feng Jueyu and said: "Senior Luyan taught Ji Qian, I am Wu Ying, the messenger of Tianxiaxiao, and the things here have nothing to do with me."
He said and walked out of the circle.
This move made everyone startled, but when Wuying took out Tianxiaxiao's identity token, the Green Smoke Sect had no choice but to let him go.
After all, their target is Feng Jueyu, and at the same time they don't want to offend Tianxiaxiao.
Furthermore, they also know that Tianxiaxiao likes to ask around for information. Feng Jueyu is very popular right now, so it is not surprising that someone from Tianxiaxiao is following him.
Ji Qian ignored Wu Ying and looked up and down Feng Jueyu: "I heard that you had fought against Guijianchou Fu Zhantao and Xiaoyao Demon Liaocang and escaped unscathed. I don't believe it."
"Then give it a try. Once you try it, you will believe it."
Feng Jueyu folded his arms and looked as if no one was around.
"You brat, let me give you some color. Are you planning to open a dyeing room? Teach him a lesson."
Ji Qian got angry and waved his hand violently, and five disciples rushed forward with howls.
The war is about to break out.
But this time, Feng Jueyu did not delay.
"A few seventh-level gods are too boring. I'd better kill you first."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Jueyu shook his shoulders and disappeared from the spot.
This movement was so fast that several of Ji Qian's disciples did not react at all, and the people passed by them, but what followed was a dazzling sword light bursting out.
Just like a beautiful and beautiful epiphyllum that suddenly bloomed in the night, it exploded, and then a figure flew out.
That is Feng Jueyu.
When he passed by everyone, a cloud of blood-colored flowers bloomed in full bloom. It was Ji Qian's five disciples who were strangled by the sword light on the spot.
The blood spurts out like an epiphyllum in full bloom, giving people an infinitely enchanting beauty.
Ji Qian's five disciples didn't even have a chance to scream, and died on the spot.
When Ji Qian saw this, he was shocked. He had heard about Feng Jueyu's achievements, but as he said, he had never seen it with his own eyes. He simply did not believe that a small rank-7 lower level could compete with Fu Zhantao and Liao Cang.
It wasn't until Feng Jueyu killed five of his disciples that he realized that the rumors were true.
"Sad!"
Ji Qian retreated violently, flipping his palm at the same time. He held a black iron sword as black as ink in his right hand. The sword light danced, bringing up the true state of sword intention that hurt spring and autumn, as if bringing this world to an endless sad hell.
among.
The power of the sword spirit increased steadily, and a light rain began to fall from the sky, as if the god of heaven was crying bitterly. Sadness filled the universe, and bursts of sword energy were like a large intertwined net, covering it.