The white ancient forest left pale traces, like the hideous shadow on the ghost claw locust, covering the earth one by one......

The eyebrow-like moon, like eyes full of disdain, is foolishly laughing at the unique figure in the canopy group, as if not optimistic about what he is doing at the moment, and looks forward to him shedding the last drop of blood of "the one who is a confidant dies" with all his brilliance.

Gusts of yin wind whistled and blew, carrying a roar from the throat, and spread out little by little, and the resulting chain reaction caused more corpses to gather in this direction.

Corrupt, hideous, and disgusting faces tightly surrounded Feng Jueyu, wantonly exuding that monstrous ferocity, thousands of ghouls appeared like this, no different from what was imagined, the only thing that made Feng Jueyu feel shameful was that the white-haired flying charm had not appeared for the time being.

Damn.

He originally wanted to make a quick decision, using Xuan Zhong and the Great Sage King's arm bones, colorful divine power, and Yin Evil Origin, and many prerequisites to kill a three-thousand-year-old Flying Charm, but if the Flying Charm didn't appear, there was no way.

In the blink of an eye, he was firmly surrounded by thousands of ghouls, at first glance, densely packed like a plague of locusts, Feng Jueyu pondered resentfully, since the white-haired flying charm did not appear, then he could only kill first, does this thing have to wait until the black-haired flying charm army was killed to lose his armor before he was willing to appear?

Just like the leaders of some bandits, it has always been the younger brother who charges first, until he encounters a top master, or an unsolvable problem, and then he will be born.

No matter, let's kill it for a while.

"Xuanzhong, you wait first, I'll warm up first. ”

The blood-stained robe trembled, and a stream of pure divine power came out of his body, Feng Jueyu clenched his fist with one hand and held the Zique Sword with the other, the fist sword intent brewed in his heart, and in a moment of effort, everything in front of him changed dramatically.

In fact, if he exerts all his strength, these black-haired flying charms are not his opponents at all, after all, he has thousands of pills, and this kind of power cannot crush the army of ghouls in a group killing, but it is strong in the long breath and the divine power is endless, as long as Feng Jueyu is willing, even if he fights for three days and three nights, he will not be tired to death.

But if the white-haired Feimei comes, you have to be careful, because although the strength of that thing is not strong, but the poisonous gas is very terrifying, Wu Buyong is no matter how many people, he can't get up from the poison, and its power can be imagined, so Feng Jueyu does not plan to use the Xuanzhong Possessed Sword for the time being.

Feng Jueyu has been studying the sword intent of the fist technique for a while, and the transformation of the divine power of the five elements has reached the point of doing whatever he wants, backed by the continuous divine power of the Qiandan Acupoint, and thousands of spiritual methods are not afraid of consumption, now it is different from before, he does not need to worry about Wu Buyong at all times, only he can show his strengths in the world alone.

This time, he didn't use any advanced spiritual techniques and martial arts, only used the divine power origin of the spirit of Wansha, rolled up a large area of wind and sand, in the pale ancient forest, Feng Jueyu held the Zique Divine Sword in his hand like a demon star descending into the world, and suddenly it was Sha Feichen who swept into the group of ghouls, his speed was already fast to a critical point, and the sharpness of the Zique Sword made the heads in the woods continue to be thrown out, which can be said to be everywhere he passed, and there was no grass.

In a moment, a large number of heads and corpses were piled up on the ground, he was like a killing god, his sword was ruthless, accurate, and fast, one sword resulted from another, there was never a drag, dozens of nearly a hundred ghouls quickly became real revenants, although such a number was dispensable among the countless ghoul army, but it quickly aroused the anger of the ghoul army.

Dozens of black-haired flying charms flew over with teeth and claws, squeezing Feng Jue Yu in the middle without fear of death, and the messy claw light gradually became dense like a rain curtain, as if it was about to break Feng Jue Yu into ten thousand pieces. The claws clung at the windswept and made a piercing tearing sound.

"Such powerful claws, how could they not be so sharp before?" Feng Jueyu snorted lightly, quite puzzled.

However, although those claws were sharp, they were still far from breaking the defense of the Wind Killer, and let the claws scratch on the Wansha Wind Roll, Feng Jueyu collected his sword and turned his divine power into the source of yin and evil, and more than ten ghouls were killed in a row, and more than a dozen black gases were slowly sucked into the sea of knowledge by him.

There is the breath of the soul hidden in the sea of black-haired flying charm, which happens to be a great supplement that can be refined by the origin of the yin, relying on the gratuitous contribution of these black-haired flying charms, the origin of the yin of the wind and feather is also constantly expanding and strengthening.

Feng Jueyu only realized now, the ghouls in the pale ancient forest were not all without intelligence, perhaps because of the stimulation of blood, the more ghouls he killed, the more angry the other ghouls became, and the speed and strength of the attack became stronger and stronger, and unconsciously, Feng Jueyu seemed to have found a pattern.

Could it be that the white-haired Flying Charm was transformed from these corpses?

With this thought, Feng Jueyu began to recall the ghouls he and Wu Buyong encountered not long ago, ordinary ghouls were angry because they couldn't fly, and then turned into black long hair and flew into the sky, and then he and Wu Buyong killed a large number of ghouls, and then suddenly three white-haired ghouls flew out of the black-haired flying charm.

Thinking of this, Feng Jue Yu decided to give it a try, if you want to kill the ghouls quickly, Feng Jue Yu must use large-scale lethal force, and the fire bombs that deal with the ghouls are nothing more than the best choice, the fire divine power can burn the ghouls, and once it forms a scale, it can gradually flood.

The decision has been made, Feng Jueyu put away the earth-based divine power, and changed it to fire-based divine power, he controlled the fireball technique in his left hand, and coiled a flame snake in his right hand, and between the dragon and the tiger, a storm of flames blew in the woods, and the lightning-like speed shuttled, Feng Jueyu suddenly became a powerful fire-based divine power cultivator, and one by one the fireballs flew out one after another, and lit a firefire in the woods.

In order to be able to spread the fire, he constantly urged the fire system divine power, and put his body on the ground, surrounded a large number of flying ghosts and ghouls in the center, and then the flame snake was lucky, and sure enough, there was a chain-like reaction, and dozens of hundreds of ghouls were quickly swallowed up by the sea of fire.

However, just when Feng Jue Yu was on the rise, his fiery eye Jin Qing suddenly found that wisps of white gas came out of those burned dead corpses, and these white gases were sucked into his mouth by all the living black-haired Fei Mei, Feng Jue Yu looked strange, and shot out a wisp of divine sense to investigate the source of this white qi, who knew that when his divine sense power just came into contact with white qi, his heart suddenly hurt, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed dramatically.

The locust tree in the pale ancient forest became blurred, and those ghouls also turned into cultivators, and the clothes they were wearing were very familiar, and they were actually the clothes of the disciples of Wanyue Heavenly Palace.

Not far away, an old man was immortal, but his expression was a treacherous face, it was Xiangdong River.

His surroundings were full of dense Tiangong disciples, all of whom were sneering at his jokes.

"Feng Jueyu, I have already sent a lot of high-ranking people to kill your family, and soon you will be able to meet them in the underworld. Haha......"

The unprovoked sound in his head made Feng Jueyu furious: "Isn't Xiang Donghe dead? impossible, how is it possible?" Feng Jieyu was immediately stunned, hearing that Xiang Donghe had caused disaster to his family, his heart was full of anger, and he wanted to devour Xiang Donghe alive.

However, Feng Jieyu did not lose his mind, and at the same time as Nei Xi's anger surged, he knew that Xiang Donghe had died under his hands many years earlier, how could he appear in the inner perimeter.

"No, there is a problem, there is a big problem with the white gas. Feng Jueyu suddenly woke up, and immediately differentiated a few wisps of multicolored divine consciousness into the sea of consciousness, and sure enough, the help with the multicolored divine sense quickly found the white qi that had just been sucked in, and defeated the white qi in one fell swoop.

When the white qi disappeared, he felt better, and at this time, he found that he didn't know when a cold sweat broke out.

With the previous attempt, Feng Jueyu didn't dare to touch that white qi again this time, this white qi was not the origin divine power like the unjust soul, what was it so powerful?

The more Feng Jueyu thought about it, the more wrong it became, his eyes turned to a black-haired Fei Mei, and he quickly cut off Fei Mei's head with a sword, and when Fei Mei was about to die, he ingested some unjust souls, but this time it was easy to refine.

Obviously, black qi and white qi are two different aura, and Feng Jueyu can't say what it is, so he can only ask Xuan Chong for help: "Xuan Chong, can you help me see what that white qi is?"

Xuan Chong's eyes were solemn and said: "I've seen it, did you feel very angry before, you wanted to kill people very much, and even seemed to have a vision for a moment." ”

Feng Jueyu was surprised: "Yes, how do you know?"

"I noticed it, and I probably knew what that white gas was. Xuan Zhong said.

"What?"

"Resentment. ”

"Resentment?" Feng Jueyu was slightly stunned.

Xuan Zhong said with great solemnity: "That's right, it's resentment, people have three souls and seven souls, and the three souls are the three souls of heaven, earth, and man, and these seven spirits are divided into corpse dogs, Fu Ya, Bird Yin, Swallowing Thieves, Non-poisonous, Removing Filth, and Stinky Lungs, referring to joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, and desire, collectively known as resentment." You feel the anger, I feel as if you have encountered the resentment of the seven spirits, this resentment can affect the anger of the mind, and if it is serious, it can produce illusions, if you smoke too much, the influence is too heavy, it is very likely to kill yourself into a demon, become the most ferocious evil ghost in the world. Actually, when you went to the underworld, I was already aware of the special things here, and among the two masters I once met, one of them was a master of the soul clan, so when he preached the Fa, I listened to some of them by the way, and be careful that these resentments gathered together would bring you big trouble. ”

As soon as Xuan Chong's words fell, a low roar came out of the ghoul group, as if to verify Xuan Chong's words, and two white-haired flying charms suddenly killed from the ghoul group.

"White-haired flying charm?"