Yuan Futu carefully shuttled through the wild forest. The power of his soul spread to a radius of several tens of feet. He would be aware of any disturbance, so he basically would not encounter the threat of active attacks from demons.
At this time, he smelled a strange smell, which was very pungent like sulfur. But when he breathed it into the nasal cavity, it seemed to make the blood all over his body burn. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and dense bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes.
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Yuan Futu frowned deeply and looked back, but his eyes were blocked by the wild forest. He thought to himself: "I heard Uncle Yu say that the land of hell is in front of him. This aura should have come from there. How could he be so interested in it?"
My physical body and soul seem to be stimulating my latent violent and beastly nature. No wonder there are countless ninth-level demon kings fighting and fighting there. If you don't reach the realm of Gangxian, setting foot there will only lead to death."
He thought to himself as he took steps forward, wanting to leave this evil place as soon as possible.
However, at this moment, an extremely domineering aura fell from the sky without any warning. The surrounding trees trembled like chaff, branches and leaves fell wildly, and Yuan Futu's clothes also had countless tears, as if they were being cut by countless sharp blades.
Yes, this is entirely caused by the breath.
"A demon?"
Yuan Futu swallowed hard, thinking that if it was a demon, judging from this aura, it would be too powerful, and it was probably at the level of the Nine-Rank Demon King.
This was an extremely dangerous signal. At the moment, Yuan Futu had only one thought in his mind, and that was to escape. Regardless of whether the other party discovered him or not, he must escape and never collide head-on.
But when he took the first step, he was completely shocked to realize that he was already the target of the opponent.
After taking this step, there was a sudden sound of air explosion in front of him, as if an invisible giant force was being pushed crazily. He was in front of him in an instant. Yuan Futu retreated swiftly, only to see that the towering ancient tree in front of him was instantly blasted.
Thousands of pieces of debris almost exploded.
"Not a monster!"
Yuan Futu's eyes widened. He never expected that he would encounter an enemy attack from the immortal cultivators here. He immediately condensed the four immortal weapons into the Nine Tribulations Sword and suspended it around him. He also activated one of them at the same time and moved straight forward.
clang!
A fierce and powerful impact sounded. The flying sword was imprinted with the dragon's mighty divine pattern, which had a blessing effect of about 10% on attacks. Especially at this moment, the Nine Tribulations Sword was condensed, and its power was even greater. However, even though
In this way, he was knocked away.
The Nine Tribulations Sword collapsed instantly, and the Earth-level flying sword was almost destroyed. It was inserted diagonally into Yuan Futu's side. A crack extended directly from the hilt to the middle of the blade. Although it could still be used, its power was much worse than that of a perfect product.
There's a huge difference.
Yuan Futu's heartstrings suddenly tightened, and he could get a message from this, that is, the strength of the comer was definitely not something he could deal with, and under the huge disparity in realms, the success rate of escape would be greatly reduced, and he could only
He opened his mouth and shouted: "I am Yuan Futu, a disciple of Wanshen Sect. I don't know your immortal name?!"
The name of the Ten Thousand God Sect was just to scare the other party. After all, not many people would dare to offend this first-rate sect of the Yunlan Immortal Kingdom.
A cold snort came, and a figure was seen falling from the sky. Apparently, without using any means to reduce the force of the fall, he stepped hard on the ground with both feet, making a loud noise and shattering a large piece of earth and stone, up to the base of his legs.
He was a man in animal skin. He was thin, but his whole body exuded strong energy and blood. At a glance, he knew he was a domineering immortal cultivator. His bright eyes stared at Yuan Futu and said, "Then I will
You have not found the wrong person."
Yuan Futu was shocked, "Are you here to kill me on purpose...why?" The attack just now was overbearing and ferocious, with murderous intent on display, and the opponent's purpose was obvious.
The man in animal skin did not explain anything, but said in a deep voice: "Because someone wants you to disappear forever."
Qingyang Sect!
The only thing Yuan Futu could think of was the most powerful sect in this fairyland. He thought that the other party would negotiate because of the power of the Wanshen Sect. Unexpectedly, he ignored the imperial palace and the sect and wanted to kill in secret. This
Is this the Qingyang Sect’s method? It’s so cruel!
"dream!"
After Yuan Futu understood everything in his heart, he suddenly became angry. He cast his sword skills, and a Nine Tribulations Sword roared towards him. At the same time, he retreated violently, trying to escape.
The face of the man in animal skin was always as cold as ice. When he saw the flying sword coming, he did not dodge or dodge. He just stretched out two fingers on his right hand and clamped the blade of the sword with a sudden sound.
Yuan Futu turned pale in horror. This was a Dacheng Tribulation Sword driven by the power of the Golden Immortal. How could it be blocked with bare hands?
The flying sword kept trembling between the two fingers, like a beast trying to break free from its cage. The man in the animal skin looked coldly, raised his right hand high, and then threw it towards the ground.
The flying sword was smashed into the ground with a pop, and sank directly into the depths of the ground.
Yuan Futu had lost consciousness, and the effect of the robbery sword above must have been shattered. However, taking advantage of this gap, he had escaped within a hundred feet.
The man in animal skin bowed his body and stepped hard with the soles of his feet. His whole body suddenly turned into an afterimage passing through countless vegetation, and in a blink of an eye he was in front of Yuan Buddha.
"So fast!"
This kind of terrifying movement technique can probably only be performed by the Overlord Body Immortal Cultivator. His physical body has obviously been strong to a certain extent. Judging from the method just now, it should be at the Gangxian level.
From the beginning, the man in animal skin was not worried that Yuan Futu would escape from under his grasp. But in this ghostly mist valley, he was like a bird in a cage or a turtle in an urn, he would be killed sooner or later, and no one could intervene to rescue him.
"drink!"
A loud shout came from the mouth of the beast-skin man, and his fists were filled with light yellow world energy, and he was blasted directly.
The two calamity swords were crossed in front of him, forming a simple defense. However, they were obviously unable to withstand the opponent's punch. They were shattered in an instant and attacked with even more ferocity.
As a violent swordsman, Yuan Futu had no means of defense. At this opportunity, he immediately used the harmless shield placed in the storage ring.
The dark brown shield opened instantly, wrapping it in a ring shape, which was absolutely 100% defense.
Boom!
It was like a wooden stake hitting an ancient bell, making a magnificent sound, and Yuan Futu was so shocked inside that his blood boiled and he almost burst out of his mouth.
The beast-skin man let out a heavy groan, and the fist that landed on the Innocent Shield suddenly exerted force. With it as the center, a large strange rune was formed on the shield surface.
This is the magical method used by the domineering immortal cultivator!