At this time, Feng Jueyu was in a cave called the Withered Blood Cave. There were corpses everywhere on the ground. For these blood cultivation disciples who blocked his steps, Feng Jueyu had no mercy at all, and pushed them away like stumbling blocks.
Kicking it aside, during these years of Hongtu's great life, Feng Jueyu has seen through many things. For example, it is not an exaggeration to say that human life is like grass. In short, if you don't kill, others will kill you. In order to survive, killing is the way to go.
The best way.
The destruction of the vampire clan was actually just Feng Jueyu's resentment against Mei Shangyou. If he was compassionate and only sought revenge from Mei Shangyou, there would be no guarantee that there would be a second Mei Shangyou in the future, or a third one, so there is no such thing
At the end of the day, you have to do it cleanly and neatly, so that people don't dare to have the slightest thought of grudges and revenge against themselves, so that they can survive better.
In the wandering cave, Feng Jueyu was not in a hurry to leave. The middle-aged man lying on a pool of blood in front of him with only half a breath left was the cave of this withered blood cave. Feng Jueyu didn't bother to write down this man's name.
, whether to kill or not depends entirely on the mood. At this time, he was holding a thick roster in his hand and looking through it one by one. Suddenly he saw the name he had always wanted to find.
Huang Tianjue.
There is a red cross on my name, I don’t know what it means.
"What does this mean?" Feng Jueyu asked as he came to the master of the Withered Blood Cave with the roster.
The man had been beaten to the point of vomiting blood. Seeing that he only had half a life left, and because Feng Jueyu had been careful, he still had a glimmer of hope. At this moment, he felt that nothing was more important than his own life. For Feng Jueyu, he felt that nothing was more important than his own life.
The problem with Jueyu, the devil, is that he knows everything he knows and cannot tell you anything.
After glancing at the name, the owner of the Withered Blood Cave showed deep fear in his eyes. He gasped and replied: "I know this person. He is a member of the Huang family of the third clan of Wanyue Tiangong. Because he offended Xiang
He was sent to this place to be tortured because of Donghe. When he first came here, he was indeed in the Withered Blood Cave, but because of his extremely high level of cultivation, he was sent to the Blood Dome Temple soon afterwards..."
"Where is the Blood Dome Temple?" Feng Jueyu realized that he had a detailed understanding of the Blood Clan before coming, but he had never heard of the Blood Dome Temple.
The owner of the Withered Blood Cave blinked and stopped talking, while Feng Jueyu's eyes narrowed, murderous intent suddenly arising.
The owner of the Withered Blood Cave trembled at this sight and hurriedly said: "I said, I said, the Blood Dome Temple is a forbidden area in Xuecang Mountain. Most people don't know about it. I only heard about it when I sent Huang Tianjue there not long ago.
Yes, the Blood Dome Temple is behind the Dingyan Cave. It is said that it seems to be a foreign land left by the Blood Emperor."
"Passing the gods to a foreign land?" Feng Jueyu was surprised.
The owner of the Withered Blood Cave nodded and said, "It should be, I heard that the Blood God is there."
"Blood God? What is this?"
"I already know this, but there are many blood servants in the blood clan who will be sent to the Blood Dome Temple to support the blood god. This Huang Tianjue was sent in more than a year ago, and now I'm afraid..."
"Damn it!" Feng Jueyu was furious after hearing this. He spent so much effort to find this place. It would be a shame if Huang Tianjue died. Thinking of this, he cursed and asked, "Dingyan Cave is right there."
Front?"
"yes……"
Feng Jueyu stood up silently, but this time he did not kill the owner of the Withered Blood Cave, and turned around and quickly rushed out of the cave.
Just when he flew out of the cave, dozens of strong auras suddenly locked him tightly. Feeling the inexplicable powerful aura and quantity, even Feng Jueyu couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart.
, without thinking, turned slightly sideways, and happened to dodge a bloody long sword. Then, before Feng Jueyu could fight back, several more sword edges came at him fiercely. This burst of surprise attacks was intermittently orderly, orderly, and deep.
The secret of the dark formation method does not show any signs of hesitation. Although there are many swords, it is not thrust out by one person, but dozens of people are attacking together. From top to bottom, from beginning to end, there is no gap at all, especially the rolling surge.
Their auras are actually above the Shengdan realm. They are almost the same, ranging from the first to the third level.
Although Feng Jueyu felt that he had achieved a great deal of magic, he did not dare to be careless when facing a large number of masters in the Shengdan realm. He turned his back on the many sword lights and dodged left and right. After several moves, he escaped from the shadow of the sword. When he stood firm, he finally
He saw at least seventy blood cultivators in blood robes surrounding him tightly in the middle.
"The strength is pretty good." After entering Xue Cang Mountain for so long, Feng Jueyu finally found an opponent that could interest him a little. He counted exactly seventy-two people, each with a bloody long sword in his hand and a hidden sword in the other hand.
There is some kind of inner energy hidden in the sleeves. The positions of the seventy-two people are quite exquisite, combined with the seventy-two earth evil patterns and the formation of the five elements, no gaps are exposed.
What frightened Feng Jueyu was that the Vampire Clan sent out seventy-two Shengdan realm masters at once. In the past, Wan Yue Tiangong would definitely not be able to get them. Such a team would be enough to be placed anywhere in the Grand World.
A certain Holy Land suffered heavy losses. Of course, that was in the past. Who could have imagined that the great world has changed so much in the past two years, and that so many masters have emerged in such a short period of time.
Before he could ask, a leader-like figure not far above his head slowly flew over, and a low shout came out from his mouth, like thunder appearing in the world and exploding the mountains.
"Hey, the ignorant villain actually dares to cause trouble in the vampire clan. Why don't you just arrest him quickly?"
"Interesting." Feng Jueyu curled his lips. The seventy-two masters of the first to third levels of elixirs were indeed not weak, but they were still a little short of being able to control themselves. He chuckled. He was too lazy to fight with these people.
Nonsense, the Purple Que Sword flashes out a melancholy purple halo from the cuff, like the rolling thunder behind the dark clouds above the head before the storm is about to come out.
With a swing of the long sword, the master's aura was completely released, and the energy of life and death alternated side by side, lingering continuously on the body. He did not take action, because he wanted to test the background of these people, so that he could teach the seventy-two evil spirits to deal with them freely in the future.
Seeing that Feng Jueyu had no intention of giving up resistance, the man didn't say much. He slightly stretched out his left hand hidden in his sleeve and drew out several claws. The bloody claws lit up in the air, as if an order spread throughout the space.
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Then, the seventy-two got into stance together and shouted in unison: "The seventy-two blood guards of the Blood Palace are here..."
"I have so many names, but I don't know how strong I am. Come on, give it a try." Feng Jueyu became interested and started to move his wrists.
Xie Yijian's achievement in the past two years is that he can predict the opponent's trajectory and involuntarily change various response methods. The most advanced stage of this swordsmanship does not lie in the quick sword's changing moves and thunder's killing techniques, but in the combination of heaven and earth.
The martial arts rules derived from principles and formations are simple to say, but in fact they are complex. Even Feng Jueyu has not understood much of it now, but it is enough to deal with these masters of the Shengdan realm, and he does not even need to
He summoned the spirit armor and the Zi Yao golden armor that had been refined countless times, and was confident that he could break through the sword array of the seventy-two blood guards of the Blood Palace without being hit by a single sword.
Over there, they saw Feng Jueyu using his sword style and his hand was ready. Everyone became angry. The leading Blood Guard moved his long sword and shouted a few words: "Endless Blood Sword..."
"Whoa!"
The next moment, the seventy-two people moved according to the order, accompanying each other in twos and threes, and rushing toward Feng Jueyu at a stable and equally fast speed between formations and formations.
Three groups of six people in the front row first thrust out a sword. Just as the six sword beams were about to be released, nine people in the back row took over and stabbed them like a shadow.
Then there was another group, and then another group, seventy-two people cooperated closely, blocking all Feng Jueyu's escape routes in an instant. Seeing that Feng Jueyu was about to be brutally slaughtered, at this moment, he slightly
With a smile, the figure exposed to the Seventy-Two Blood Swords swayed slightly, and stabbed the East Palace Bureau with just one sword. The Seventy-two Earth Evils were mainly headed by the Five Palaces, each holding one, and all of them were killed.
, there is no way to escape, if you want to break it, you must use his spear and sharpen his shield...
He shook his wrist slightly and moved the sword away. Without any movement, a large sword light was released. The sword light went like a dragon and touched the dozen or so sword lights at the head of the East Palace, sending out a long strike of military iron.
There was a crisp sound, and immediately, Feng Jueyu's wrist sank, and the sword swing opened wide and closed, and with the dozen or so sword lights, the force flowed like a tide, brushing past him, and then towards that
Nishinomiya led him away.
"Boom! Dang-dang-dang..."
There was a rapid exchange that had nothing to do with Feng Jueyu. The two swords of the east and west collided together. The collision of the two forces caused the faces of dozens of people to change wildly. Then Feng Jueyu turned around and led Nangong to
Headed by Beigong and Zhonggong, he stood proudly like a flock of chickens. He raised his sword and raised the mighty sword light. With a random turn, a storm suddenly came...
"Retreat, Immortal Sword Net..."
The strength of the seventy-two blood guards is really not low. Seeing that the opponent has broken dozens with one sword, there is no panic. The leader then sheds a claw light, as if giving an order, the sword formation suddenly changes, east and west, north and south exchange, everyone stands
From four directions, the Arhats were stacked up with their feet on their shoulders, and then the blood swords in Jiwu's hands formed a four-sided blood sword shield network, blocking all the surging sword energy caused by Feng Jueyu...
"Not bad." Feng Jueyu praised without hesitation. He retracted and fired his sword, and his whole body turned into a stream of light and swept away. The east-shou sword network was the strongest and weakest position. He transformed into a sword.
Like a dragon, the sword energy surged. He first flipped his wrist, then lowered his energy, shook his wrist and stabbed wildly. The sword came out like a mountain, cracks appeared in the air, and a fire shadow seemed to be caused by the rapid friction between the sword body and the air.
This Hokage is the fire of the Manyou Divine Flame. From the control of the Heart Flame to the proficiency, he can already use the Divine Flame to attach to martial arts and exert some of the power of the Divine Flame. The Manyou Divine Flame is the most powerful in the world.
The fire of destruction, no matter how domineering the opponent's sword light is, will be destroyed the moment it touches the divine flames.
"Puff!"
A sword penetrated the sword net, and then there was the sound of the sword piercing into the body. The two blood guards closest to the sword's edge had their left and right arms cut off...