"Bragging!" Shi Bu sneered.

Zhong Yue's eyes flickered, taking in the battle between Feng Wuji and the Mighty Blood God, and he was also wondering in his heart, how could Feng Wuji's cultivation strength improve so quickly all of a sudden, it was simply impossible!

Zhong Yue's own cultivation strength has improved at a divine speed, but compared to Feng Wuji, I am afraid it is still a little slower, and the current Feng Wuji is simply a demigod, or even stronger!

His mana is no less powerful than a god, even more powerful than a god, and he squanders unscrupulously, almost endlessly.

Zhong Yue could see that although Feng Wuji's cultivation strength had increased greatly, it was precisely because his cultivation had improved so quickly that he had pushed him to the level of a demigod, and he was unable to fully control his strength.

His strength was too strong, and his realm was ascending too fast, and for others, Feng Wuji at this time was extremely terrifying, but for an existence like Zhong Yue who could kill forty-nine thunder zes, it was simply full of flaws.

Zhong Yue also faced this situation, and that was when he got forty-nine Dao flowers.

A Dao Flower has been cultivated for ten years, and forty-nine Dao Flowers have been cultivated for four hundred and ninety years, if he has achieved these forty-nine years of cultivation, he is afraid that his mana will definitely be stronger than the current Feng Wuji, but it will also be even more empty.

He gave up and chose to use the four hundred and ninety years of cultivation to make himself an innate spirit body.

The current Feng Wuji is like suddenly eating a big fat man, but his muscles are very weak, he can't exert his strength, and he is no longer so sensitive.

So Zhong Yue said that he was vulnerable, but he was not bragging.

Now Feng Wuji is no longer on the same level as him, Feng Wuji pursues simple power and boundless mana, but will ignore the essence of power.

What really made Zhong Yue jealous was Feng Wuji's strange language.

As soon as that language was spit out, it turned into a terrifying supernatural power, but it was Feng Wuji's most powerful reliance!

The voice turned into a supernatural power. For qi refiners, it is also ordinary, such as Shaohao Zhong and Star Toad Roar, all of which are magical powers of music and rhythm, and Jun Sixie uses the qin as his natal soul soldier, and the sound of the qin is a killing weapon.

But a mouthful. It can be turned into a terrifying supernatural power, with extraordinary power, and the voice is different, the supernatural power is also different, this kind of thing Zhong Yue has not encountered before.

"What kind of exercise is it? This language does not seem to be the language of the gods used for communication, but the Tao, which turns the Great Dao into language. ”

Zhong Yue frowned, after the rule of the Heavenly Emperors of the Fire Age Era and the Earth Age Era, the universe was unified. The languages of the various ethnic groups have long been unified, and they all use the language of God, which was established by the Suihuang era. But if each tribe speaks its own words, it is not conducive to rule.

Although the gods and demons have their own languages, the language of the gods set by the Suihuang Emperor is the common language of all races. By the time of the Earth Age, Fuxi did not overthrow this language.

And the language used by Feng Wuji is not like any kind of divine language and demon language, it is more ancient. More mysterious.

"Boy Yue, this is a peculiar exercise. It's called the language of speech, and the language used by Feng Wuji is the language of ancient gods. ”

Xian Huo suddenly spoke, his tone was a little solemn, and he said in a low voice: "This kind of divine language is only circulated among innate gods and demons. The language of the innate gods and demons is different from ours, they are born and raised. The strange beings born in heaven and earth are the closest to the Tao, so they were able to create this language. This little guy must have received the inheritance of a certain innate god!"

"Innate God?"

Zhong Yue's eyes lit up, and a boundless fighting spirit suddenly appeared in his heart. Licking his lips: "The inheritance of the innate gods must be extremely powerful, and the Demon Saint only got a trace of the inheritance of Bo Xun, and he comprehended the Heavenly Saint God Sutra, which benefited me a lot." Feng Wuji's inheritance of the Innate God must be more complete, stronger than the Heavenly Saint God Sutra......!

"Big lion, it's better to hit the sun than to choose a day, you kill the blood god, and I kill the wind without jealousy!"

Shi Buyi heard this, his heart jumped, and he hurriedly said: "Master Zhong, I think it's best for us to sit back and wait for them to lose......

Suddenly, Zhong Yue's spiritual power poured out, controlling the Kun giant lying on his primordial spirit, the master was not easy to be confused, and he couldn't help but pounce on the mighty blood god who was fighting endlessly, secretly crying bitterly in his heart.

Zhong Yue stood on his back, galloping, and his momentum was getting stronger and stronger.

At this time, although the mighty blood god and Feng Wuji were fighting non-stop, both of them sensed two powerful momentum coming from afar, which were very strong, and they were probably demigod-level existences.

It's just that the two are in the middle of a fight, and neither of them can stay guarded.

Shi Yi is not easy to gallop on all fours, the speed is getting faster and faster, now he can't resist, so he simply rushes forward with an iron heart, and said in his heart: "I am only half a step away from cultivating the pure yang of the Yuan God, and there is no drawbacks of the exercises, even if I rush over and am not the opponent of the Mighty Blood God, he will not be able to kill me! If Feng Wuji kills Zhong Yue, it will be a great opportunity for me to be relieved!"

Now he has reached the peak of the old sword god, and he is stronger than the old sword god, he is still very young, no matter the physical body of the primordial god is at the peak level, his qi and blood are boundless.

He was menacing, his momentum was completely blooming, and the manes of the nine heads were like swords, which made the mighty blood god and Feng Wuji uneasy from afar.

The big lion is worthy of being an existence that has been cultivated to the extreme realm of the gods for a hundred years, and it can already threaten the gods and demons at this moment!

Suddenly, the sea of blood was monstrous, and countless blood dragons in the sea of blood poured out of the sea, opening their teeth and dancing claws to roll towards Shi, Shiyi was not easy to ignore, and rushed forward, nine big heads opened their mouths and roared, and one by one the blood dragons were shocked and fell apart, and his speed did not decrease at all.

"Sure, sure, sure! sure!"

Feng Wuji's central head suddenly turned back, and spit out five "fixed" words in a row, and suddenly the space was imprisoned, and one after another imprisonment came from all directions, wanting to fix this big lion, lest this demigod rush to their side.

Shi Buyi's body stiffened, and then he roared endlessly, the power of the muscles of his whole body bloomed, and five loud bangs were actually broken through the five confinements by him in a row, and he was only less than a hundred miles away from them!

"Roar—"

The nine lions roared, and in the midst of the madness, the people stood up, turning into nine heads and eight armed gods, covered with thick hair, holding eight mouths and eight pole soldiers, the big lion was majestic, and crossed a hundred miles in a few steps. The eight poles in his hand rose, the sword light and sword shadow, the eight poles killing array was sacrificed, and rolled towards the mighty blood god, and the rage was boundless!

"It's not easy to teach!"

Feng Wuji was shocked in his heart, and then he was overjoyed. Shi Buyi actually attacked the mighty blood god, he couldn't fight for a long time, but was caught by the mighty blood god where his flaws were, in the face of the stormy blow of this ghost god god, he could only rely on words and methods to maintain undefeated, and if you add the great master of Shi Buyi, it will be much easier!

"No, I sensed the breath of the two powerhouses just now!"

Feng Wuji's gaze moved, and suddenly landed on Shi Buyi's shoulder. I saw a Terran boy standing on the shoulders of Shi Buyi, rising and falling with this huge lion as big as a mountain.

"Zhong Yue of the Zhongshan Clan! It turned out to be him!"

Feng Wuji was shocked in his heart: "Why is his momentum so strong? It is not easy to be compared to the teacher, and he is not inferior at all! But even if he cultivates to an amazing increase in strength, he is far from being my opponent." I've left him far behind, and the kind he doesn't want to catch up with me again!"

Shi Yi shouldered, Zhong Yue slowly raised his palm, and his five fingers and palm were facing the wind Wuji.

Feng Wuji showed a hint of a smile: "Good apprentice, I once said that I can be faster than you and evil spirits. Do you want to try it now? All the mastery of the Sword Gate has been learned by me. What are you going to use against me, Great Freedom Sword Qi?"

Zhong Yue also showed a hint of a smile, and there was a sudden burst of boundless sun rays in his palm, which suddenly turned into a big bell in his palm.

Shaohao Bell!

Bang -

An earth-shattering loud bang erupted, shaking the sea of blood, and Feng Wuji felt like he had been beaten in the face. Hit by the bell, fly high and fall backwards!

"Seal, seal, seal!"

His three heads burst into tears at the same time, and a heavy ban emerged, trapping the big bell, and at this moment Yue Yue's figure burst out. With both hands raised above the head and a heavy grip, the Yuan Magnetic Divine Knife appeared, and the sword light fell down!

The knife has not yet fallen, the sea of blood is the first to crack, and it is unfolded by the knife qi, and the blood waves on both sides of the strait are like thousands of barriers, steep and amazing!

Feng Wuji's face changed drastically, and he shouted again and again: "Shield, shield, shield, shield!"

The large shields were like divine weapons filled with divine patterns, as if they were about to turn into substance, blocking in front of the sword light.

Zhong Yue slashed down with a knife, one side of the big shield was cut, and the strength finally decayed, and at this time, he suddenly withdrew his hand, and slammed into the triple ban with a backhand punch, and grabbed it, the light of the Sun God Sword exploded, and it was cut down with another knife, and the five-sided big shield suddenly cracked!

"Array ......"

Feng Wuji showed his words, and as soon as the formation was formed, the Sun God Sword had already slashed into the big array, swept all the formation patterns, and cut the big array.

"Array, array, array!"

Another large array was formed, trapping the Sun God Knife, Zhong Yue let go, grabbed the Yuan Magnetic God Knife and cut it down, smashing the three major arrays, and his body had already come to Feng Wuji.

The sword light is like electricity, like light, big and small, flying up and down around Feng Wuji, Feng Wuji keeps retreating, the three heads spit out the law, all kinds of magical powers erupt, blocking the sword light, just about to trap the divine knife Zhong Yue immediately let go and held another divine knife, up and down from his left and right.

"Didn't you say you're fast?"

Zhong Yue suddenly had another head on his neck, two arms under his armpits, and his body turned wildly, and the long knife swept in a storm.

"Then it's better than looking, seeing who is faster!"

Knife light fell, and even the space was cut open, revealing fleeting cracks!

"Is it your quick talk, or my knife faster!"

His speed of swords is getting faster and faster, and later he can only see a ray of light, Feng Wuji is in a hurry, constantly retreating, and there is no way to exert his domineering and majestic mana, his three heads, three words, can only be used to resist Zhong Yue's two divine swords, and there is no chance to fight back.

Even Zhong Yue's knife was faster than his words, so that his palm could only continue to use his magic power to resist the sword light, and his hands were suddenly drenched in blood.

"I can be faster!

Zhong Yue burst into tears, and suddenly four more arms were born under his armpits, and the gods and demons Yin and Yang broke out, and one after another Tai Chi patterns flashed, falling on Feng Wuji's body one after another.

Feng Wuji's chest was filled with hundreds of gods and demons, and he couldn't help but vomit blood, and then he saw one palm after another imprinted on his three heads, beating him an inch shorter.

Zhong Yue's last few palms fell together, only to hear three bangs, and his three heads were all slapped into his stomach by Zhong Yue, propping up his chest high! )