The multicolored divine consciousness spread out like ripples, and suddenly the entire pitch-black space regained a few wisps of green light, and under the colorful light, Feng Jueyu's body emitted the yang halo light of the Vortex Realm, but his yang halo light could change with the amount of the five elements divine power cast.

At present, the light of the yang halo of the wind feather is brilliant and dazzling, like an awe-inspiring righteousness, which instantly annihilates the black-clothed fairy in the black space.

At the first sight of the colorful divine sense, those innumerable, gentle and moving black-clothed fairies let out a noisy and piercing scream in fright, and then the beautiful scene suddenly changed, and everything in front of them was completely turned upside down.

The black strange flower that exuded the fragrance of strange flowers actually showed its hideous teeth in the center of the stamen, and it turned out to be a terrible man-eating flower species;

The ethereal and moving black-robed fairies with delicate curves also turned into evil skeletons in neon robes, and they opened their teeth and danced their claws towards the wind feathers;

And the smell of the air became unusually rancid, mixed with the moisture of the earth, and the smoker almost wanted to gag;

He also found that in the endless sea of flowers, there were corpses covered with blood and flesh everywhere, and these people seemed to have been tortured before they died, and they maintained a painful and distorted expression and died in panic, and they were indescribably creepy.

At first glance, Feng Jueyu was taken aback, only to know that he had come not to a fairyland, but a place of sin.

Seeing that the illusion could not confuse Feng Jueyu, the skeletons in neon clothes showed their ugly faces, and one by one they laughed and viciously rushed towards him, turning into the gusts of ghosts and ghosts like the wind not long ago, but Feng Jueyu couldn't wait any longer, he would rather die in battle than let these unjust souls occupy his body and become a walking corpse.

Unable to help but say, the wind turned like a top, and the colorful divine consciousness turned into beams of light, shooting out from the sea of consciousness.

The reason why he tried his best like this was because the number of unjust souls in this place was far more than several times better than before, and if it was to the extent of one hundred ghosts crying, I am afraid that there should be two thousand ghosts here.

"A thousand ghosts?"

Feng Jueyu gritted his teeth, unconsciously shook the cold sweat wildly, the sweat on his forehead was dense like raindrops, but he didn't have time to take care of it, slowly, Feng Jueyu turned the power of the colorful divine consciousness into a unique nemesis and secret method for the outside world's unjust souls, he pinched his fingers with both hands, not only from his eyes, but also from the tips of his fingers to shoot countless colorful divine senses, this colorful divine consciousness is really strong, killing souls when encountering souls, killing ghosts and killing ghosts, invincible.

For a short moment, Feng Jueyu really felt a sense of ecstasy, you must know that the power of these unjust souls is far from being comparable to the bottom of the abyss, under the rotation of the black flower sea array, the power is more than several times, and the number of unjust souls here is simply innumerable, and it cannot be completely destroyed in a short period of time.

It's not just Feng Jueyu, even his five soul puppets and Huang Tianjue are surrounded at this moment, but Feng Jueyu no longer has the extra spirit to care about them, he is very worried about Huang Tianjue.

But when he was going to take care of Huang Tianjue, he suddenly found that Huang Tianjue made an uncontrollable move, his move Feng Jue Yu had never seen before, but it was also a wisp of black light with a reference sword, this black light was completely different from Feng Jue Yu's colorful divine sense, not to resist, but to absorb, Feng Jue Yu's complexion changed.

"Huang Tianjue, this ...... What's going on?"

Just when he was puzzled, Xuan Zheng's voice came steadily: "Don't worry, the soul of the seven ghosts you just refined for him has strengthened his divine sense, as a puppet of the soul clan, on the basis of having heaven and earth, one soul and one soul, he already has the ability to devour the soul, heh, your friend is lucky, now you don't need to worry, he will refine these powerful ghosts, but you ......"

"I ......"

Feng Jueyu smiled miserably, isn't it, Huang Tianjue now needs to absorb the souls to strengthen the soul sense, to refine his own three souls and seven spirits, the source of his power is to absorb rather than repel, but himself, in order to resist countless souls, he must use the five-color divine sense to drive away and kill, but how precious the five-color divine consciousness is, so far, even he may not have practiced much, in such a harsh environment, not only must be alert to all possible changes around him, but also must repel those crazy souls, how long he can last, even Feng Jueyu does not dare to guarantee。

However, even if he dies in battle, he can't hand over this body, and the fate of this son is controlled by this son, so how can some unjust souls say it.

"Hmph, if you fight to death, my son will also get rid of them. ”

Feng Jueyu snorted coldly, and his colorful divine sense opened and closed, and at the same time, the Liuhe Realm cultivation method that he was operating inside and outside was also running wildly.

Liuheyan word formula, practice inside and outside, the speed of fortune is extremely fast, Feng Jueyu has long been practicing the furnace, although at this moment is not in the moment of meditation and sitting, but more handy, to put it bluntly, his body meridians are like a high-speed generator at the moment, sending a steady stream of electric energy into the sea of knowledge, and then through the body of divine thoughts with the power of divine consciousness to launch together, the end is colorful.

However, after fighting for a while, Feng Jueyu was also quite struggling, and the feeling of being lightheadedness became more and more serious, so he firmly believed that this was the second formation in the Three Underworld Yin Great Array, and the thousand ghosts moved.

If it weren't for the Thousand Ghosts, it wouldn't have been able to put so much pressure on him.

It's just that the greater the pressure, the stronger the resilience of Feng Jueyu, the more victorious his endurance will be, and the spirit of not admitting defeat and fighting spirit will become more and more high.

In the face of adversity, the unlimited potential in the human body can be stimulated, and this sentence has finally been answered.

The colorful divine consciousness of the wind feather was displayed, like a colorful sun, with thousands of ghosts singing in unison and gusting winds, but it couldn't touch the edge.

Although it is painful, it is also happy, because in the case of continuous overdraft, stimulating potential, and overdraft, Feng Jueyu found that the yang halo of his divine thought body became deeper and deeper, like the blue sea, blooming sparkling waves, and this wave of light was composed of five lights and ten colors, getting brighter and brighter.

The martial arts are extreme, Feng Jueyu has forgotten that he is in danger, he is in the belief of immortality and fights with thousands of ghosts and ghosts, and a dozen is a whole day.

In a day's time, there is no room for rest, let alone a master of the Xuanzhao Realm like Feng Jueyu, even if the master of the Chongyang Realm comes, he has to be grinded to death, but he is still like a tenacious Xiaoqiang, tirelessly wandering among the flowers, in the sea of flowers full of corpses, trembling with countless ghosts.

This fight, I don't know the end, Feng Jueyu doesn't know how many unjust souls there are, anyway, it's overwhelming, he holds the colorful divine light in his hand, like a god descending into the world, his eyes reflect the proud light like the god of war, enduring, even if there is a trace of loosening when he is weak, the Liuhe Realm will quickly make up for it.

Tired, tired, Feng Jueyu simply threw one of the only two remaining elixirs into his mouth, and the powerful elixir power quickly turned into clear spring nectar in his limbs, nourishing his nearly tired body.

In this way, one day passed, two days passed, and gradually fought for three whole days.

Three days later, Feng Jueyu is no longer as elegant as in the past, but unkempt and embarrassed, the white robe on his body has long been soaked by sweat countless times and clings tightly to his body, the strong muscles, the magnificent back, just like the giant who splits the mountains and seas, stands tall and standing.

If this had been an ordinary cultivator, I am afraid that they would have been frightened by Feng Jueyu's firmness and persistence, but unfortunately, those unjust souls who asked for their lives did not know what it meant to be afraid.

The wild bees and butterflies are constantly coming, even Feng Jueyu can't support it, he looked back at Huang Tianjue, this guy is actually more resistant than himself, and he incorporates one powerful ghost after another into his body like a swift wind, as for the five soul puppets, they are also the same, but two soul puppets have broken free from the netherworld iron lock and become an evil spirit-like existence, it seems that there is no way to return to the sky.

Feng Jueyu really didn't have the energy to care about the five soul puppets, and the second magic spirit pill melted in his mouth, and the wind killer fought again.

The sea of flowers is surging, the wind is gusting, the dark space has turned into day and night, but the battle has never stopped, the limit of force, overdrawing life, Feng Jueyu finally even used the two qi of life and death, mixed with the dazzling colorful light, for the final struggle.

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is the nest of death.

Feng Jueyu didn't want to be a dead nest, and the only thing he could rely on now was his own will.

The will of a killer emperor is very terrifying, at this time, Feng Jueyu has been fighting viciously for six days and six nights, in this process, Xuan Chong has been watching, although he is the fifth source of water in the heavens, but there is no way to interfere in this regard, he can only give Feng Jueyu help reminders and opinions, but after looking at six days and six nights, Xuan Chong's expression was unconsciously moved.

Where is this physical strength that a normal person can have, Feng Jueyu This guy is simply the most tenacious guy in the world, his colorful divine power can only last for one day, but he has fought viciously for six days and six nights, and in these six days, Xuan Zhong didn't even blink his eyes, he was sure that Feng Jueyu had never rested even a minute or a second.

What kind of concentration is this?

What a terrible will to fight?

What a powerful survival instinct is this?

Anyway, in Xuan Chong's opinion, if he thinks about it empathically, he will definitely not be able to hold on for even three days.

However, Feng Jueyu persevered, not only persevered, but the most important thing was that Xuan Zhong slowly discovered that the five elements divine light in Feng Jueyu's divine thought body was condensing towards the core at a slow speed.

This is not a sign of lack of energy and consciousness, but a sign that the sunshine halo is introverted, and the core is gathered in the core and yearns for the sun.

"Beautiful, a strong will to fight and survival instinct make this kid on the verge of the sun in advance......"