The moon is cold at night, the sky is dark and the wind is high...
In the dense jungle teeming with vitality, a black shadow broke the silence of the night. Like a flash of lightning, it was incompatible with the atmosphere of the deserted valley and secluded forest. The black shadow clung to the ground but was not calm about the richness of the earth, leaving cruelty in the secluded depths.
And awe-inspiring murderous intent.
"Brother Feng, this battle is extremely dangerous. Lao Chan and Mr. Yangu need to make complete preparations. It is one hundred and fifty miles away from here to Changchun Valley. Although this distance is not too far for cultivators of our generation,
But facing the enemy's pursuit, there are still at least three masters of the same level and one true Shinto realm. Your pressure will never be small, so remember to be cautious..."
Zhi Wucai's earnest advice kept flashing through his mind. How could Feng Jueyu not be worried at all?
This sneak attack and assassination is extremely dangerous for him, and it is equally dangerous for Zhiwucai and Yangu. He is not a tangled person and has always had his own opinions, but Feng Jueyu has to admit that now he is not sure who he is.
What kind of concept.
Although the three of them team up to set up an ambush, the chance of winning is high, but it will also bring danger to Zhiwu Cai and Yangu. It is not that Fengda Killer thinks that his cultivation is higher than Zhiwucai and Yangu. The key is to draw the danger to the two elders.
He couldn't bear it no matter what.
A few days ago, the three of them planned to set up an ambush in the Earth's Core Pond, and also visited that special place. Even Feng Jueyu thought that it was a good place to ambush the Sun brothers and Jin Youran, but despite this, the odds of winning were still not good.
How high.
Therefore, Feng Jueyu is still struggling with whether to lure the Sun family brothers, Ning Yao, and Jin Youran, whose details are still unknown, to the Earth's Core Pond for a fight to the death.
After finding the entrance to Changchun Valley with ease, Feng Jueyu stopped, holding the soul stone that Zhi Wucai had given him in his hand. The trace of divine consciousness in it made him confused, because he did not dare to decide whether to
Adopting an ambush plan, he did not immediately sneak into Changchun Valley to assassinate, but instead weighed the pros and cons.
After tossing and turning, Feng Jueyu temporarily decided not to lure the Sun brothers there.
For no other reason than that, since Zhiwucai and Yangu confided in him and even put himself in danger, he couldn't shamelessly ask for their help. Even if he was willing to let him owe this favor, he had to do it before
The Sun brothers can be lured there only when the safety of Zhiwucai and Yangu is absolutely guaranteed.
"Ning Yao, Sun Changchun, Sun Changqing, you really made Feng Mou miserable."
Feng Jueyu, who had already made up his mind, no longer thought about whether to break his promise to Zhi Wucai and Yan Gu. He had never been a guy who liked to regret. Once he decided on something, he would not only do it according to his own wishes, but
, you won’t think about other things anymore.
Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu began to adjust his condition, crossed his knees, and sat not far from the entrance of Changchun Valley to adjust his breathing.
During this period of time, he desperately recalled what he had learned from his training, and found that since he learned about the power of spiritual magic, he had almost forgotten all about his previous martial arts.
This is indeed the case. The power of spiritual magic will make people forget about the so-called martial arts techniques and tactical skills, and integrate themselves into the world. Using the power of heaven and earth is of course much more ethereal than using brute force and wisdom, but Feng Jue After Yu thought carefully, he realized that this idea was unacceptable.
Although the power of spiritual magic is unparalleled, it can also create a sad dependence on people. Although humans are humans, the body and skin are not the seemingly empty spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Comparing oneself with heaven and earth is inherently unfair. Realistic narcissism, if it continues like this, problems will definitely arise.
"This young master is a killer."
Feng Jueyu sighed quietly, and his mood suddenly escaped from anxiety and annoyance. Just like in his heyday, he was in his best state as the King of Killers.
What is a killer?
A sure way to kill!
When the killer strikes, the target is certain to die.
The realm a killer aspires to is just this, but there are only a few who can eventually become the King of Killers.
Why?
Feng Jueyu knew that because they were too obsessed with the means of killing and the success rate of killing, they ignored an extremely serious problem at the same time.
Since the target is certain to die, does the killer himself need to worry about anything?
Of course not.
Therefore, the highest state of the King of Killers is that he seems to have a goal but has no goal.
The target is already a cold corpse in the eyes of the Killer King.
Would you feel hatred for a corpse, or worry about it?
The answer is no...
The ultimate end, killing without the purpose of killing is the awakening of the King of Killers.
The next moment, Feng Jueyu almost no longer thought about anything, and there was no need to think anymore, and he merged into the vast moonlight...
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The fog was already very heavy at night, so Feng Jueyu sneaked in so casually and at the same time used the atomization ability of the water spirit magic. Although this ability is incomparable with real spiritual magic such as Shukuchi Technique and Fire Eye Jin Qing, it is It allowed him to blend into the moonlight and turn into mist. Due to the change in his mentality, he walked freely through the mist. He easily avoided all the hidden outposts in the Changchun Valley and entered the hinterland of the valley with ease.
Looking at the fragrance of flowers in the garden, Feng Jueyu was not in the mood to linger among the flowers. With a smile, he transformed the spiritual power into the earth element and submerged it into the ground in an instant.
The spiritual method of the Shukuchi Technique is easy to use. Although it consumes a lot of spiritual power, the spiritual power is ultimately transformed from the true vitality. My true vitality is a thousand times that of ordinary people. It doesn't matter if it is wasted. .
In fact, a warrior's ability to use spiritual methods is not only a waste of a star, but even the Great Feng Killer himself knows that when using spiritual methods, the true energy pours out like the water of the Yangtze River, but how can one hide his clumsiness at this time? You know, Changchun Valley has at least four or more seventh-level Lingzhong pinnacles.
Allowing the huge amount of true energy to transform into earth-type spiritual magic and divine power and disappear quickly, Feng Jueyu quickly found the underground residence of the Sun brothers. Faintly, he heard someone talking.
"Brother, why are you downcast?"
The voice he heard was that of Sun Changqing. There was strong wood spiritual power floating in the room. The two brothers seemed to be practicing, but Feng Jueyu realized after careful inspection that when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the room penetrated into the ground, there was always
There is a faint metallic aura...
Although he has not practiced the golden spiritual power and the wood spiritual power, he is still somewhat aware of the auras in the five elements of heaven and earth. I heard that Jin Youran is practicing the golden spiritual power. The energy in the air
Could that trace of aura come from him?
Feng Jueyu carefully controlled the transmission of spiritual magic and divine power, listening with both ears, but did not dare to get too close.
There was silence in the room for a moment, and only Sun Changchun's voice was heard: "Hey, second brother, to be honest, when we ordered Yu Yi to go to the outskirts a few days ago, I felt uneasy in my heart, as if something big was going to happen."
Sun Changqing said: "Brother, aren't you worried about Feng Jueyu and Zhi Wucai, haha..." He smiled disdainfully, and then said: "Brother, I think your worries are unfounded, don't say
Feng Jueyu and Zhi Wucai didn't know that we had sent people to plot against Feng Jueyu's family. Even if they knew, it was too late to stop them at this time. But I heard from Madam that Feng Jueyu was in the outer mountain gate.
, there are no decent experts at all, Yu Yi alone is enough, not to mention, he also carries rotten heart pollen. Please note that this pollen is the result of our brothers for decades. Just a little bit can turn Baili Forest into a drama.
Poison Forest, what else do you have to worry about?"
Feng Jueyu did not move underground. He heard Sun Changqing's vicious words in his ears. He was frightened when he heard them. Wen Songren said that rot heart pollen was extracted from zombie poisonous flowers and was as toxic as the plague. Previously, he thought Wen Songren
It was a bit alarmist, but now I know that what I said was not bad at all.
At this time, Feng Jueyu was thinking that if he hadn't been alert and went to Bowang Mountain to conduct a secret inspection in advance, Zhou Nan would probably have suffered a big disaster now.
This Sun Changqing treats human life like a piece of grass with a vicious heart, which is not a good thing.
Thinking bitterly, Feng Jueyu did not choose to take action immediately. After all, there was another mysterious master inside. This master was most likely Jin Youran of the Shinto realm.
Regarding the realm of Shintoism, Feng Jueyu was ignorant. He didn't know whether the other party could detect his existence, so he deliberately stayed away. After a moment, he heard a strange voice saying: "Brother Sun,
It’s not that Mr. Jin is looking down on you. A mere brat from the outside makes you so restless. How will you compete with Mr. Jin in the battle for the “Spiritual Cave” in the future?”
Sun Changqing followed: "Brother Jin's words make sense." Then he turned to Sun Changchun and said: "Brother, I don't think you need to worry about this matter. After my wife and I have mastered the magic skills together, I will naturally help you improve your skills.
, when you and I both join the Shinto, and then join forces with Brother Jin, the spiritual cave must belong to us. It is a spiritual cave with more than a thousand years of spiritual foundation. It can give birth to a piece of chalcedony every year, even if it is not as good as real jade.
It is a treasure, but it can make us immortal. As long as you give us time, not to mention the realm of transformation into dust, even the realm of Taichen and Nirvana can be easily reached."
Feng Jueyu listened half-heartedly underground and had no idea what the thousand-year-old spiritual cave was, but he could tell that the two brothers seemed to be planning to join forces with Jin Youran to compete for the so-called spiritual cave before temporarily joining forces.
.
With something in mind, Feng Jueyu held his breath and began to think about how to take action. It was difficult for him to find a breakthrough in the current situation. After all, these three people were quite powerful together. No one could be sure of a sneak attack.
Thinking about it, the best strategy is to defeat them all, but who should be attacked first?
Otherwise, go to Ning Yao first. As long as you kill Ning Yao, all the previous grudges will be resolved, and you can also destroy the Sun brothers' plan to improve their skills. It seems to be the best strategy, but where Ning Yao lives, he has nothing.
Know.
Just at this time, Sun Changchun sighed: "It seems that I have thought too much. In that case, second brother, you can go practice with your younger siblings first. Brother Jin and I will talk here for a while."
"Then I won't disturb eldest brother and brother Jin." With that said, Sun Changqing went out alone.
Feng Jueyu's eyes lit up, it seemed like this was a God-given opportunity, and he quickly followed Sun Changqing's aura and left the main room.
PS: I have been writing slowly recently because I have lost some of my outlines, ideas, and layout. I hope there will be good news today and I will help the copper plate retrieve the old information. It took half a year of hard work. Without an outline, I have no confidence.