The long-cherished realm that was peaceful in the past suddenly set off a slaughter like a rush into the sky, and dozens of nearly hundreds of soul clan cultivators, for the vacant city lord throne, finally couldn't press the mood of fighting for merit, and rushed up fiercely and irritably.

In an instant, the long-cherished wish realm surged, the sound of killing shook the sky, and the abundant aura between heaven and earth had undergone earth-shaking changes because of Feng Jueyu and Wu Buyong's actions......

The rich aura fluctuated and spread out towards the outside world, mixed with the divine strength of Feng Jieyu and Wu Buyong, like a tsunami that suddenly broke out without warning.

Following that true explosion, Feng Jueyu's fingers changed as fast as a butterfly dance, and the fingers of the change flashed with the unique light of the wood divine power, like a star, fleeting.

And every time that fingertip flickered, the Xuanzhong Possessed Sword would easily take away the life of a Soul Clan cultivator, and in just a few breaths, most of the dozens of people were slaughtered by him.

At this moment, Feng Jueyu opened all the Qiandan points in his body, and the divine power in the meridians swept like a frenzy and was extremely abundant, and the Liuhe Realm practice method reached the Zhou Tian cycle, which could not only kill the enemy while killing the enemy, but also rely on the rich aura of heaven and earth around him to replenish and absorb.

For a month, Feng Jueyu didn't dare to be careless, and at the moment, even the slightest bit of divine power had to be saved.

His fighting style is sinister and deceitful, and the speed with which he kills the enemy is unimaginable.

The cultivation of the soul clan relied on the strength of the people, and they thought that they would take advantage of it, but they would have thought that they would encounter such a unique pervert as Feng Jueyu, and as soon as they got started, everyone knew what a terrible guy they were facing, and after the initial siege, they couldn't help but retreat in their hearts.

Some people even began to play Wu Buyong's idea.

However, when they looked to the other side, they were even more staggered.

I saw that not far away, Wu Buyong brandished a scimitar with both hands and turned into a double sickle of death, and his tall and burly body like a giant bear actually completely turned into a remnant leaf in the wind......

When the hand rises, the knife falls, and the corpse is either divided or beheaded......

The speed of killing the enemy is not inferior to that of Feng Jueyu.

Even Feng Jueyu took a deep breath after reading it, and couldn't help but be frightened.

He once had the experience of fighting with Wu Buyong, although Wu Buyong was not weak at the beginning, but he did not reach such a terrifying field, the current Wu Buyong, where is still the genius master of Wu Zong, it is clearly an executioner who slaughtered on the battlefield with blood, there is no pity in his eyes, and he must go all out to make a shot, Feng Jueyu is worried that this guy will tire himself to death if he continues to fight like this.

"Brother Wu, don't waste your physical strength. Feng Jueyu pulled out and yelled behind him as a reminder.

The Soul Clan cultivators must have been breaking through the level by the three of them, so it was impossible for them to know that the three of them would hold out here for a month, so as long as they were deterred, they would definitely be able to gain time to rest.

Feng Jueyu thought so, but Wu Buyong didn't care at all......

"Haha, Brother Feng, do you need to waste more energy to deal with these three-legged cats? ”

Wu Buyong simply ignored Feng Jueyu's words, and when the two knives flew over, a huge stone slowly condensed above his head......

Feng Jueyu remembered that although this stone trick was domineering, it was extremely consuming of divine power, how could Wu Buyong's move leave room for himself, he was obviously having a problem with his brain.

Feng Jueyu frowned, he suddenly found that Wu Buyong's temperament became more and more unpredictable, although he was arrogant and domineering before, but he had a deep scheming in dealing with people, but now, Feng Jueyu couldn't see that Wu Buyong was like that kind of thoughtful person, he had completely become a reckless man, a reckless waste of physical strength.

"Boom!"

The boulder fell with a bang, killing at least three people on the ground, blood splattering, brains bursting, and flying in all directions......

Wu Buyong killed at least thirty masters in just one stick of incense, of course, it was also because of the average strength of the opponent, if it was a master of the Xuanzhao Realm, it would not be so easy to deal with.

Of course, Wu Buyong's unsparing killing did have some deterrent effect, and the remaining soul clan cultivators saw that their opponents were super strong, and they were frightened one by one, and they all withdrew from the enchantment of the long-cherished wish realm in a moment.

Wu Buyong rose up to catch up, Feng Jueyu was shocked when he saw this, and shouted: "Brother Wu, poor Kou Mo chases ......"

Wu Buyong quickly stopped his figure and laughed: "Haha, these stupid people, dare to be an enemy of Wu, if you come again, I promise that no one will be left." ”

Feng Jueyu shook his head speechlessly, and sighed: "There is still a long time, rest quickly." ”

Wu Buyong didn't refute this time, nodded and sat cross-legged beside Zhu Yizhi......

The cultivators outside the enchantment were relieved to see that the three people in the Long-cherished Wish Realm did not chase them out, but soon, they discovered some problems.

"Hey, why aren't they leaving? There are so many of us, there must be more here in a while, why don't they leave?"

"Hmph, damn it, these two Terrans clearly didn't take us seriously, everyone take a rest, and when the backup comes, we will kill it. ”

“......”

The soul clan cultivators outside the long-cherished wish really didn't know the reason why the three of Feng Jueyu stayed, and they actually regrouped outside, Feng Jieyu gritted his teeth when he listened, and said hatefully: "Damn, it's a pity that we can't leave, if it's the Forest of Disillusionment, even if there are more people, they can all be cleared." ”

He didn't exaggerate, the most common method of the Wind Killer is assassination, if it weren't for the geographical limitations, let him let go of his hands and feet, as long as it is not an unshakable opponent, he will never be afraid of these rabble.

However, when the time is not with me, Feng Jueyu is also quite helpless, and at the moment, he can only save his physical strength and find another way.

Fortunately, the aura of heaven and earth in the long-cherished wish realm can be absorbed at will, and the recovery speed is extremely fast, and within half an hour, the consumed divine power will return to its original state, but a large number of soul clan cultivators have gathered in the woods outside the long-cherished wish realm.

Feng Jueyu exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and his heart suddenly became heroic, and his eyes looked around, nearly hundreds of cultivators stared at him, and Feng Jueyu's pupils shot out a thick battle intent.

"Brother Wu, you are ready to start again, it is indeed a blessing in life to be able to fight the enemy side by side with Brother Wu. ”

His tone was full of melancholy, but he didn't feel the sadness after being frightened, the days of licking blood on the knife had never been less, and this time, Feng Jueyu knew that the possibility of survival was very small.

As time progresses, there will only be more and more Soul Clan cultivators who have rushed here, and some real masters will not be in a hurry to make a move, and gradually, the enemies they will encounter can only become more and more powerful......

Eventually, when the two of them were exhausted, they could only become two piles of manure in the woods of disillusionment as they poured in.

Although Feng Jueyu is not a person who accepts his fate, his calmness can always allow him to always face one fact after another, and he knows that maybe this trip to the underworld will be the saddest level in his past and present lives.

Feeling the resoluteness and ruthlessness revealed in Feng Jueyu's tone, Wu Buyong's eyes burst out with a proud look, he slowly stood up with one hand on the ground, stood in place with the tiger's back and the bear's waist, and roared like a bull: "Brother Feng, the strong man is sad, it is better to put aside the vulgarity, stand up to the heaven and earth, what are you afraid of death, just let you and my brothers fight him in the dark." ”

"It's a good battle, Brother Wu, last time I lost to you in the killing of Feng Mou, this time, Feng Mou is ready to compete with you again. ”

"Just what I wanted. ”

These two people in the southern border of the grand plan are the world's masters, geniuses in the world, since the last time they fought has not been happy, a word when the two of them are relieved, all that remains is the pride of standing up to the sky and the heart of winning.

The shouts of killing in the disillusioned woods continued to sound, and the masters in the dust rushed in, and this time, the two of them didn't say much, and the scimitar and the long sword once again opened up a bloody battle that never stopped.

The morning mist dissipated, and with the light of the rising sun of the nine days, the realm of long-cherished wishes wandered away from the intoxicating seven color bands, like a gorgeous green dragon wandering outside the clouds......

And under the clouds and glow, it seems that there is another world, and this world is only screams and howls in addition to killing, which is really like the torment of the eighteen layers of hell, so that all ghosts are frightened and the souls retreat......

The killing continues......

Since Feng Jueyu and Wu Buyong took over the problem of the second level, there has been a big battle almost every three days and two small battles every day, and they have never stopped.

They didn't know how many soul cultivators had sent, and they didn't know what means Green Pine had used to control the pursuers they found, outside the long-cherished wish realm, there would always be as few as dozens or as many as nearly a hundred soul cultivators, and as long as they killed the pursuers, there would be a steady stream of pursuers to make up for it.

And so, for a day, for two days......

Three days, five days......

Twenty-seven days passed......

After twenty-seven days of continuous bloody fighting, the woods had been covered by countless corpses, and the old life and green daisy were long gone, replaced by a blood-like red......

Broken amputations were scattered everywhere, and piles of corpses were as high as two hills.

Feng Jueyu and Wu Buyong are like two demons in the world, standing proudly on top of the corpse mountain, despising the people of the world with ruthless and cold eyes.

The desolate flute slowly echoed in the woods, like a tragic song of death, rendering the secluded disillusionment forest tragic and desolate......

For almost a month, the two of them have been fighting in the realm of long-cherished wishes, and they have never rested, and Feng Jueyu and Wu Buyong, two unknown people in the underworld, have gradually begun to become well-known.

PS: The hand is not very flexible, and then a little cardin, it is too slow to write, a chapter in four hours, how painful.