It was a huge fireball, which was pushed out by Feng Jue Yu with palm strength at the critical moment, twice as large as a basketball, and the heavenly divine power of the source of the evil fire exploded in an instant, directly blowing up the chest of a demon handsome with a scorched smell......

The demon marshal came and retreated quickly, and even Feng Jueyu didn't see what he was injured into, but he could imagine the mushy smell emanating from the air, and this demon marshal probably didn't have the strength to fight anymore.

Feng Jueyu couldn't help but feel a burst of joy, he knew that this was the effect achieved after cultivating the spiritual method under the guidance of Zhou Xueling recently, he could control the origin of the divine power in his body more skillfully, and he could choose the way to cast the spiritual method according to the situation, whether it was the form and the power could be large or small......

A big fireball can repel the demon marshal in one fell swoop, in fact, it is not worth being happy, after all, his strength is already above the demon marshal, and he can compete with the demon king, and this kind of spiritual method is quite consuming divine power, and it is not suitable for group battles, now most demons dare not approach him, only the remaining five demon marshals are eyeing each other, Feng Jueyu quickly adjusted his mood and opened the stance.

His move to shoot down the demon marshal in one move, the other demons didn't see it, but the five demon marshals saw it.

The demons and the human race have different temperaments, and their minds are simple and direct, seeing this scene, the five demon commanders all stopped in the air, looking at each other, and there was fear in their eyes.

"He is the master of the Chongyang Realm of the human race, and the rank of the origin of divine power is extremely high, we are not opponents, please ask the Demon King to help in the battle. ”

A demon marshal said a short word, instigating huge meat wings to fly back into the camp, and Feng Jueyu was stunned, this demon marshal was too timid.

In fact, the five demon marshals together are also the masters of the five Xuan Zhao cultivation, if they join forces properly, they may not necessarily have to be defeated, but it is a pity that their minds are too simple, and their cognition and fear of the realm are innate, and they dare not fight with the wind at all.

The demon marshal returned to the camp and immediately reported the situation to the demon king, one of the three demon kings was defeated at this time, and the three of them teamed up to fight against Song Qingyang without getting the slightest benefit, and people like Feng Jueyu who were not easily convinced couldn't help but secretly admire.

He thought to himself: "This Song Qingyang doesn't know what strange methods he has learned, he can actually compete with the three masters of the same level, the demon king's physique is stronger than the demon man, so he doesn't take advantage of it, this person's strength is not great." ”

He sighed and admired himself, Xuan Zhong had been listening to the side, and then said: "There are many capable people in the grand world, what you have seen is just a small sect in the blessed land, and there are countless real strong people and geniuses, and you will have to see and admire it in the future." ”

Feng Jueyu smiled slightly when he heard this, and said confidently: "Don't worry, give me a chance, it must be not much worse than him." ”

Xuan Zhong couldn't deny it: "That's right, your exercises are unique, ordinary people can't compare, in the future, if you practice hard, Song Qingyang is not your opponent at all." ”

Xuan Chong's words hit the nail on the head, just talking about Feng Jueyu's heart, he is not a proud and arrogant person, but the surprises brought to him by the impermanence of life and death are one after another, and now I think about it, how important it is to have a set of supreme exercises.

Feng Jueyu was full of ambition and murderous spirit, and was touched by Song Qingyang, ignoring the demon commanders and jumping into the camp.

The demon king in the distance was listening to the word of the demon handsome, and just now he was frustrated by Song Qingyang's body, full of anger, and saw a fire shadow flying around in the demon army, unstoppable, hating two huge ivory-like demon teeth rubbing desperately: "Damn the human race, so cunning, actually hiding so many Chongyang Realm masters, there is no way to fight again today, let's retreat." ”

Woowoo......

The demon king passed the order, and the demon commander was full of reluctance, but the king had an order, so he had to obey, so he could only be ordered to blow the horn of retreat.

Thousands of demon armies said they were leaving, without stopping, a puff of wolf smoke dissipated, and they actually retreated hundreds of meters away.

The disciples of the Sword Heart Blessed Land were also tired and exhausted, and without the order of Song Qingyang to pursue, they withdrew their swords one after another and stood in the sky, one by one they looked imposing.

With thousands of people against thousands, still invincible, the Kenshin Blessed Land is indeed worthy of the sect that lives in the exotic blessed land.

This battle is not too enjoyable, in fact, he carefully estimated the number of masters on both sides, although the demon clan does not have many masters in the Chongyang Realm, and there are strong people of the blood clan behind him, they do not suffer in terms of quantity, but after fighting for a while, they retreated first, making Feng Jueyu, who was not happy, very distressed.

However, he also understood that in a battle like this kind of army, it was impossible for him to chase after him and take advantage of it, so he stood in place, waiting for Zhou Xuan and others to come over.

Seeing the retreat of the demon army, the powerhouses of the blood clan also got into the blood cloud, and the two armies once again formed a confrontation situation, looking at each other from afar, each calculating the losses.

Feng Jueyu looked around, a blood clan Chongyang powerhouse left with a head in his hand, that head was actually the head of a Chongyang Realm master who couldn't be named, he had seen this person before, he didn't belong to the Sword Heart Blessed Land, but like himself, a master from the Cave Heaven Blessed Land near the Cuiyu Mountain outside the Five Mountains of the Middle Tribulation.

The master of Chongyang is dead and dead, and the battle of the worlds is really cruel enough.

At this time, Zhou Xuan and others also came around, Zhou Xuan, Zhou Xueling, and Zhou Chengxian were all slightly injured, they were different from Feng Jueyu, and they took over the top players in the blood clan as soon as they made a move.

In fact, Feng Jueyu's battle was not fully exerted, but he saw the cruel and vague future of the battlefield of the realms.

In the battlefield of all worlds, no one dares to say that they will be able to live well, life and death are far from being controllable by themselves, only strength is the foundation that can guarantee going further.

Without strength, even the life is someone else's.

The demon army and the blood clan army all retreated, and Song Qingyang did not lead the disciples of the Sword Heart Blessed Land to chase after him, and only after the Gate of the Boundary Sky was left with the Terran camp left, he turned around and made a circle around: "Song Qingyang, thank you for your help." ”

"Song Gongzi is polite, eliminate the demon guard, our duty is to wait. ”

The wandering powerhouses from near the Cuiyu Mountain responded one after another, not feeling sentimental at all because of the losses suffered by the disciples and powerhouses of the human race, in their eyes, Feng Jueyu could not see the slightest regret, it seemed to be commonplace.

It's normal to think about it, in the Gate of the Boundary, you will often see the strong die unexpectedly, no matter how fragile the nerves are, they will be tempered like steel, who will be moved.

After everyone greeted each other, Zhou Xuan was not in a hurry to leave, but brought Feng Jueyu to Song Qingyang and greeted him: "Song Gongzi, Zhou Xuan is polite." ”

Song Qingyang is modest, Zhou Xuan is old, the age of the two is not at the same level at all, Song Qingyang hurriedly said: "Zhou Lao is polite, Song doesn't dare." ”

Zhou Xuan smiled, pulled Feng Jueyu and said, "Senior brother, this Brother Song is a well-known genius master in the Sword Heart Blessed Land. After introducing Song Qingyang, Zhou Xuan said again: "Brother Song, this is my little junior brother Feng Jueyu, called Qianyi, don't look at his age, now he has entered the realm of Chongyang, everyone knows each other, and when we meet on the battlefield in the future, we can take care of each other." ”

Only then did Feng Jueyu understand that Zhou Xuan was introducing himself to Song Qingyang.

The battlefield of all worlds, life and death, there is a possibility of dying at any time, as the so-called one more friend has many roads, if you know enough friends, when the time comes, you will meet in the battlefield of all worlds, in case you encounter some danger, and there are friends by your side, you can naturally help to help you, which is equivalent to one more means of saving your life.

Feeling Zhou Xuan's good intentions, Feng Jueyu was moved, so he dared to give a salute, which can be regarded as having seen it.

Song Qingyang is not an ordinary person, observing the words and colors, he found that Feng Jueyu's complexion and skin quality are completely different from those cultivators who have used the pill to protect their face and keep their longevity, and Feng Jueyu's physique is in its prime, which can be seen at a glance. At such an age, it is really unbelievable that he has reached the Chongyang realm.

Song Qingyang tried his best to keep himself calm, but he couldn't completely hide the shock and surprise in his eyes, and unexpectedly he glanced at Feng Jueyu a few more times, and then said: "Brother Feng is young and promising, it is the blessing of my human race, the battlefield of all realms is extremely dangerous, it is also Song's blessing to be able to meet a friend like Brother Feng, and when I have a chance in the future, I can go to the inside of the Five Mountains of the Middle Tribulation together, I don't know what Brother Feng wants?"

Feng Jueyu originally thought that although a person like Song Qingyang would not be arrogant enough to be unpopular, there was no need to give Zhou Xuan such a big face, but he didn't expect him to be so humble that it didn't make people feel good.

Seeing Song Qingyang's sincere friendship, Feng Jueyu is also a good friend, and immediately said happily: "Brother Song has a life, don't dare to disobey in the future." ”

"Haha. The two laughed out loud, and so they knew each other. However, he only got acquainted with each other at a preliminary level, and the two of them had nothing to talk about, plus Song Qingyang was in a hurry to return to the sect to die, so after a few casual conversations, the three of them parted ways.

After Song Qingyang left, Zhou Xuan also left the Gate of the Boundary Sky with Feng Jueyu.

Returning to the grand world, the beautiful landscapes made people suppress the murderous spirit of killing in their hearts, and they were relieved.

At this time, Zhou Xuancai said to Feng Jueyu: "Seventh Senior Brother, how do you feel?"

Feng Jueyu knew that Zhou Xuan was asking about the feeling of entering the battlefield of the Realms for the first time, but in fact, although his feelings were strong, he also had a little familiar feeling.

After all, what stood in front of Zhou Xuan's eyes was originally a myth in the killer world.