Under the strong wind, a cloud of dust and smoke blew up from the bottom of Jinlan Peak. The dust and smoke seemed to have countless chariots galloping in the lush woods, bringing up the smoke and dust all over the sky...
The biting wind twisted the branches in the forest and raised the whip-like branches angrily. The flying leaves formed a green line on the horizon...
The wind rustled in the woods, and soon came the roar of traffic, and in the shaded forest canopy, the birds were suddenly frightened. The reason was that a group of enemies full of anger and murderous intent were coming from Jinlan Peak.
The direction is coming quickly.
They shuttled through the forest ferociously, treating the thousand-year-old trees as if they were nothing. If there were any obstacles in front of them that prevented them from going to rescue, they would be destroyed by these people...
The martial arts cultivators in white shirts and sword embroidery everywhere in the mountains, forests, fields, steep mountains and green peaks were bloody massacred. However, those Zhou Nan martial arts cultivators who were not uniformly dressed but were covered in blood were like snowballs, changing from twos and threes to
In rows and rows...
As time went by, starting from the edge of Jinlan Peak bordering Tianyuan Mountain, they continued to gather and piece together, and finally turned into a torrent of iron and blood, charging towards the main battlefield of Bowling Valley.
Naturally, the first one to bear the brunt was Zhou Nan Xie Emperor Feng Jueyu. During this iron-blooded killing process, countless Wanyue Tiangong warriors died in his hands alone. He was like an indestructible weapon, killing fiercely in a tough way.
Entering the battlefield...
With a cultivation level close to the seventh level of Lingxu, and possessing self-taught spiritual power, Feng Jueyu's appearance was like a dam blocking a tsunami from breaking into the crowd.
Because of his anger, Feng Jueyu struck mercilessly, using his emptied palm energy to bring the Liuhe fire-refining method to its fullest. His palms, feet, and even his body were wrapped in blazing white flames, charging into the woods and on the mountain road.
, Feng Jueyu almost turned into a white burning man, and no grass grew wherever he passed...
Following Feng Jueyu, Wen Songren and the others could clearly feel the murderous intent spread by Feng Jueyu. The seemingly annihilating and inhumane killing was simply astonishing to them. They looked at the front and fell down like wheat.
Wen Songren is a martial arts cultivator from Wanyue Tiangong. Cold sweat is running down his back. He is glad that he did not turn against Feng Jueyu because of a piece of boundary stone. Thinking about it from another perspective, if he were a member of Wanyue Tiangong, I am afraid that the entire Huo Xiu Sect would be in trouble.
It has to be burned to the ground.
"He's already got red eyes. Miss Qingqiu, do you know what happened?" Wen Songren was obviously scared. Even though he knew that Feng Jueyu would never go crazy and hurt himself, it was hard to imagine that such a tragic scene could happen.
It was written by Feng Jueyu.
With Wen Songren's help, Wu Qingqiu was not slow at all. She raised her eyebrows, her face was solemn, and her tone was cold and sad: "What else could happen? What this guy values most is his family and friends. Back then he
For a friend who has not known each other for a long time, he dares to make a fuss with an old monster from the Lingxu Realm with his cultivation level at the Shengdan Realm. Now those people have come to his home, what do you think he will do?" Wu Qingqiu frowned.
Nose, it seems to be a mockery of Wen Songren's question, which he asked as an idiot.
Even though it was just a question, Wen Songren still realized the seriousness of the problem. He dared to yell at Lingxu Realm for a friend he had not known for a long time. That guy was just a Shengdan Realm at the beginning. Is he a fool or arrogant enough to ignore it?
People of different levels.
What a perverted guy this is.
Taking a breath of cold air, Wen Songren quickly calmed down. Unknowingly, a hint of joy spread in his heart. If he made friends with such a person, the Huo Xiu Sect would gain his attention in the future.
With Feng Jueyu's age, within a hundred years, he will become a well-known person within the Hongtu. By then, the Huoxiu Sect and the Zhounan Realm will be on the same page, and they will be proud of themselves no matter what.
Thinking of this, Wen Songren made up his mind to help Feng Jueyu. Even if he had to pay a heavy price, he would never let him underestimate him. When connecting with others, he must first show sincerity.
"Kill Tao Jiang, Lianshan, Xiuhai, and all the people from Wanyue Tiangong. No one will be spared..."
Wen Songren, who has always been steady and easy-going, suddenly shot out cold murderous intent from his eyes. Tao Jiang, Lian Shan, and Xiu Hai are also brave and ruthless people. They were dissatisfied when they met Feng Jueyu before, although in the end they saw that although Feng Jueyu
They came from the periphery, but their self-trained spiritual power was much higher than them, which convinced the three of them. However, this did not mean that they ignored all the warriors on the periphery of the grand plan.
As followers along the way, they have seen the majestic surroundings of the grand plan, but they cannot take a fancy to the cultivation of warriors. Especially when they heard that the family of Feng Jueyu, the benefactor who saved the Huo Xiumen, was under threat, the three of them felt that
I couldn't hold back my anger for a long time.
After hearing Wen Songren's order, the three of them not only showed no intention of lazily resisting, but all of them showed their fierce looks, and their temperament as inner circle masters burst out completely uncontrollably.
Tao Jiang was strong and strong, but his speed was not slow either. Seeing Feng Jueyu leading the way, he volunteered to rush forward and smashed the heads of several blind Wanyue Tiangong disciples like a car.
For Tao Jiang, who is at the fourth level of Lingxu and has received the power of the Qinglian Fire Tribe’s spiritual magic, those masters who only have the Dan Dan Realm or even the Consciousness Transformation Realm are nothing more than straw men made of paper.
Don't worry, killing a few casually is still a sign of respect for them.
After opening a path for Feng Jueyu, Tao Jiang did not feel proud at all. Instead, he turned back to Feng Jueyu respectfully and said, "Master Feng, please..." He waved his hand, and the Wanyue Tiangong disciples on both sides responded.
Who dared to rush forward? Everyone was frightened and backed away with their swords in hand, their eyes full of panic.
When Feng Jueyu was burning with anger, Tao Jiang suddenly stopped him like this. He was stunned and looked back at Wen Songren. Feng Jueyu immediately understood what was going on.
Glancing at Wen Songren gratefully, Feng Jueyu folded his sleeves behind his back and flew forward as if there was no one around him...
Lianshan and Xiuhai followed one after another. They had already shown 100% of their strength. After all, if they wanted to keep up with the speed of the great killer, how could they be qualified to be his close bodyguards if they didn't show their skills.
As Tao Jiang, Lian Shan, and Xiu Hai cleared the way, Feng Jueyu's front suddenly became unobstructed. Even some of the unsighted ones tried to block him, but in the end they were stopped by Tao Jiang before they even got close.
The powerful green fire fist flew away...
The four of them took the road straight towards Gongling Valley, as fast as entering an uninhabited land. Wherever they passed, there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Even the martial arts cultivators in the Southern Zhou Dynasty were so bloody that they saw it.
Zhang, cheer loudly...
Along the way, Feng Jueyu walked on blood and corpses without ever moving a finger, and behind him were countless blood-clad white robes and broken sword embroideries...
After a while, the initiative of Jinlan and the two peaks of Mixin returned to the hands of Zhou Nan Wuxiu.
Those Zhou Nan martial arts cultivators who had been tortured and suppressed by Wanyue Tiangong and countless peripheral warriors who came to watch the excitement were all horrified and inexplicable when they saw this battle. In an instant, Feng Jueyu and the others seemed to be like a leader leading people's hearts.
The curse slowly caused countless warriors behind him to gather together, turning into a mighty team, following him to quickly rush to Bowling Valley.
There is the main battlefield of Wanyue Heavenly Palace and Zhounan Realm...
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At the top of Bowling Peak, a group of cultivators were fighting in a melee, and a massive and bloody massacre was taking place under a clear sky...
Under the clear sky, the thick soil is endless, and the sky above and below the earth are turbid. The shouts of death go straight into the sky, and the shocking roar is like thunderous drums exploding in a small area...
The sound of the sky echoes, the roar of the earth continues, the bloody path on the earth, the bones and the mountains...
"Fairy Danhua, are you really going to go so far and make it irreversible?"
The mountains are steep, Zhang Yuanze is covered in blood, his eyebrows are flying, and his hair is tangled, looking like a dry manuscript. A battle here and there has already exhausted him. He is facing the tsunami-like offensive of the blue-shirted water warriors.
, this Sea Saint Emperor has used all his abilities, except for sacrificing himself to the gods and stimulating the power of the spiritual magic in the sky.
His eyes fell on the distant sky, on the woman in blue clothes. Zhang Yuanze's voice was like a bell, but he didn't show any fear. Instead, he glared furiously and gnashed his teeth in hatred.
This Fairy Danhua has vicious methods and a cruel heart. Not only does she regard Zhou Nan martial arts cultivators and the Hai Clan army, but she even has no regard for the lives of her Tiangong disciples, Zhang Yuanze can't even believe why this woman is so evil.
A kind of mind.
Fairy Danhua has not taken action. She just stands on the top of the distant mountain, sitting and watching. In the final analysis, even if it is revenge, unless Feng Jueyu shows up, the rest of the people are still not worthy of him taking action personally.
Compassion.
Seeing Zhang Yuanze's desperate resistance, Ning Yao smiled coldly: "Since Feng Jueyu killed Senior Brother Xiang, things have become irreversible. I will see all of Feng Jueyu's relatives and friends die here."
In front of the fairy, I am not afraid to tell you that this fairy is here to sacrifice the lives of the 20,000 martial arts cultivators in Zhounan Realm to my senior brother’s spirit in the sky, Shuilishi. I will kill him for this fairy. I want everyone to know that I have offended Wanyue Tiangong.
What a tragic ending it will be..."
Hearing this, the faces of the Holy Emperors from all the major forces suddenly changed after hearing this. The battle raged for less than half an hour before everyone knew Ning Yao's original intentions and heard those vicious words.
, everyone broke into a cold sweat, it turned out that Ning Yao came with the intention of exterminating Zhou Nan.
She doesn't even plan to let anyone go...
Such dedication is beyond the reach of snakes and scorpions.
Zhang Yuanze shuddered, and then he realized that he had underestimated the opponent's vicious intentions. Seeing the blue-shirted warrior's killing moves, he suddenly felt desperate thoughts. Zhang Yuanze knew that if he didn't sacrifice himself to the God of the Sea, he would never be able to defeat him.
That water warrior, even if he uses the power of sacrifice, is probably not Ning Yao's enemy.
"What a loud tone. I want to see how you destroyed me, Zhou Nan." Just when Zhang Yuanze was about to give it a try, a loud shout like a loud bell suddenly sounded at the top of Gongling Peak.
PS: The situation was not good a few hours ago, so I kept revising, revising, revising this chapter for four hours, and finally got it right.