Chapter 1360 Maple-Stained Ruins Chi Qianli, Buds

"Mind!"

Jinren originally thought that the blood-colored gas column that exploded from Weifeng's body was just a manifestation of his personal sword intent.

After all, he was known as the "God of Killing", and his sword intent was stained with some blood, which was similar to the ancient sword cultivators who chopped out the sword intent and turned it into silver-white sword energy.

But soon, he found that something was wrong.

The blood-red anger that burst out from Weifeng's body was too condensed, and even had a tendency to change from gas to thick liquid.

This is not something that can be achieved by simply materializing "intention".

This is the way to use the Shennian!

"Weifeng, have you mastered the Shennian?"

Jinren now just wants to howl one more sentence, Aunt Xiang misled me!

In Yougui Pavilion, the information jade slip about the Ten-member Council given by Aunt Xiang did not record this crucial item at all.

Looking at the current situation, it seems that the angrier Weifeng is, the stronger his killing intent is, and the more the Shennian can be strengthened?

This is clearly a reckless man who relies on entering a violent state to attack. How can he be angered and make him lose his mind, so that he can be controlled by Yan Wu Se and Rao Yao Yao?

"Excuses..."

There are so many mistakes, all wrong in this "Excuses"!

I thought that Dao Qiong Cang could set up "Ran Ming Ruins, Xu Xiaoshou Meet" in the jade slip in advance.

It is not difficult to see that this jade slip was not used to make Wei Feng calm and fight with Xu Xiaoshou from the beginning.

Its original intention was to fall into Xu Xiaoshou's hands and kill someone with a borrowed knife - kill the rational Wei Feng; and then kill someone with a borrowed knife - let the God of Killing return to the God of Killing, and kill Xu Xiaoshou!

Admittedly, the process of the jade slip changing hands in the middle was a bit tortuous, but the ultimate goal of the old Taoist priest was still achieved. When people think of this, they feel as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly.

"Dao Qiong Cang, you make me feel sick."

He has figured it out.

This matter cannot be blamed on Aunt Xiang.

The God of Killing, Wei Feng, was a figure from the same era as Grandpa You Tu, and he basically never took action now.

Even if there was something he needed to settle, it was estimated that this peerless sword saint would not need to use his divine thoughts.

Therefore, it was normal for Aunt Xiang not to know this.

It can only be said that in order to deal with Xu Xiaoshou, Dao Qiongcang took ruthless action - just like Cen Qiaofu's canonization, he started to act big as soon as he met him!

"Huh..."

Under the influence of the killing thoughts, Wei Feng seemed to be really crazy.

He held the Yanwangyan in his hand, opened his lips and teeth, and spit out a stream of blood-red air, with an extremely relaxed posture.

The next second, Wei Feng's red eyes tightened, and all the muscles in his body suddenly tensed.

He flipped the broadsword in his hand, and the speed soared to the extreme. He swung the sword in the air and wiped Mo Mo's white jade neck.

"All of you die!"

The voice was completely crazy!

The knife slashed at the giant mural from the entrance of the tunnel, and its speed was so fast that it cut off the airflow and space that bound the human body, and chopped the Dao rules into pieces.

The knife cut the throat in an instant.

The killing thought gave the dark blue Yanwangyan a real red, and it was infinitely magnified in the eyes of Mo Mo, whose combat awareness was equivalent to zero.

"Be careful!"

There was a surprised voice in the void.

The small copper furnace trembled, but Mo Mo's hand was still steady.

Following Xu Xiaoshou into the Ranming Ruins, she had already made psychological preparations outside Yujing City:

Every battle that follows is definitely not something she can deal with alone. Xu Xiaoshou's enemies are all old monsters.

Her white skirt is still the same, and she is calm and serene. The space collapses in front of her but her face does not change, and she does not blink when she is not crazy.

Yanwangyan is faster than her voice, but she seems to be three points ahead of time, and her voice is calm and serene:

"Feng Yujin, save me."

The skirt is slightly raised, gray snow jasmine.

When the sound settled, with a bang, the space at the entrance of the entire Ranming Ruins exploded, and endless and majestic gray mist surged in.

They swept Mo Mo, supporting that white, lotus-like prosperity.

Mo Mo frowned, and her slightly painful eyes were covered with a layer of light gray ripples, and then a few wisps of gray mist splashed out of her pupils.

"Sealing Heaven Ghost Hand!"

She raised her high chest, and an extremely compressed and condensed gray arm came out from it.

The strange gray hand came out, madly devoured the sealing mist surging out of the surrounding space, and at once, it pinched Yan Wangyan who was coming to cut his throat.

"Bang."

There was no explosion, no explosion.

There was only the strange light sound that was long-lost and familiar in Yu Jinren's ears, which made people's thoughts float.

One of the five great bodies, the sealed body!

The special attribute that can even seal extended passive skills, the sealing attribute!

Looking back now...

He found that Tiansang Ling Palace was really full of hidden talents!

If he had known more information earlier, he would have known how high the gold content of winning the Outer Court Championship was, and how could he be sad for not entering the Inner Court?

——Among them, there might be some scheming people who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity and come to the snowy link.

He should have known that the seal attribute had been in the Ling Palace for so many years, but the outside world was completely unaware of it. How much information should the four sons of the Holy Palace or the Holy Slave Wuxiu have suppressed.

He should have known earlier why the sealed ghost beast chose to live in the Ling Palace, which was the easiest place to expose his own Holy Palace, as soon as it came out of the Ashes and Prison Sea.

Everything has a trace.

Now it seems that there is a cage in the cage!

"Bang Bang Bang..."

The strange sound brought people back to their thoughts.

When he looked again, he saw that the half-man-high God-Slaying Order had been placed on Mo Mo's back at some point, bound by sealing mist chains, looking somewhat funny.

But it was precisely because of this token that Fengtian Holy Emperor Feng Yujin was able to ignore everything in the Ranming ruins and within the forbidden law barrier.

Although the sound of the Seal of Killing Saint Thought was very soft, the on-site battle was extremely manic.

Under the restriction of Feng Tian's ghost hand, Yan Wang Yan's power was greatly reduced, and he was unable to throw away a head with one knife as Wei crazy thought.

The two are at a stalemate!

On one side is the former Holy Emperor who was bound by his body.

On the one hand is the half-sage Wei Kuang who has mastered the mind of the whole soul.

Jinren was still thinking about which of the two would be better, and whether Feng Yujin needed his own help.

"Crazy waves!"

Not crazy, not crazy, he drank human words from his mouth.

In an instant, waves of sword intent surged out from behind him, one wave higher than the next, one after another.

His King of Hell's Banquet, pushed forward layer by layer, pierced the Sealing Heaven Ghost's hand with a tearing sound, and quickly advanced towards Mo Mo's neck.

"die!"

Killing intent surges wildly here, but there is no wave in the ancient well opposite.

Mo Mo could even lower his head, silently stare at the rupture on his chest, and whisper: "Don't damage my skirt."

"Do you still care about your skirt?" Feng Yujin's angry voice immediately rolled out of her throat:

"too slow!"

"This emperor has been waiting for you for a century before you called me!"

"Just now if you had been slower, we could have met each other in hell. Do you really think this old man is easy to deal with?"

"Then you should have taken action earlier." Mo Mo said, his eyes became fierce, he raised his head and made an illusory gray mist man, and quickly formed seals with his hands.

"You said it yourself! If you don't scream, I can't come out! Have you forgotten!" Feng Yujin's voice was a little more broken.

However, as the gray mist man quickly formed seals, Wei Kuang's knife broke through the Sealing Heaven Ghost Hand, and cracks appeared in six ancient doors all around him.

"Flexible." Mo Mo said the word softly with no war in his eyes.

"You're so stupid! I also changed my mind last time, why didn't you just stop talking? This time you told me 'change' again!"

"It wasn't urgent last time."

"Then what is 'urgency', and what is the definition of 'urgency'!"

"You are in a hurry now."

"Ahh! Woman! Shut up!"

"..."

"Ahhh! Talk!"

"..."

Mo Mo stopped talking.

Feng Yujin realized that something was wrong.

Is this little girl going to be angry again and stop chatting with me?

But it was too late to apologize, the knife that was not crazy was not merciful.

The moment the sword light sealed his throat, the Gray Mist Man's hands formed seals, and the heaven and earth shook.

"Six Paths·Dusty Door!"

The king of hell is having a feast outside, but he is not crazy inside.

The sealed door, which was just a crack in the door at first, took shape instantly and turned into a hexahedron, sealing Wei Kuang into the world inside the door.

Yan Wangyan's sword intention stagnated, as if it was thrown into a different dimension. He could not sense the master's power for a short time, and stopped in front of Mo Mo's throat.

Everyone was stunned.

What is this scenario?

Feng Yujin was manipulated by Mo Mo?

He held his head in the disappearing world, and was even more shocked than when he saw Wei Kuang using the Divine Mind.

But these are not important anymore.

In the battlefield, Gray Mist Man Feng Yujin's spiritual skill directly brought Jinren back to the previous battle in Tianxuan Sect.

The spiritual skills are the same, but their strength and forming speed are completely different.

At that time, the "Six Paths: Dust-sealed Gate" still had to spend a lot of time waiting for its spiritual skills to take shape before it could trap the enemy.

Now, in just a few words of conversation, Feng Yujin trapped Ban Sheng Wei Madness.

This is simply a qualitative leap!

But before I had time to think too much, blood-red energy and light overflowed from the six-door gap that had been blocked until it was crazy...

"break!"

Wei Kuang roared loudly, and the world penetrated through the door.

At the end of his speech, he blasted through the six gates with only the killing thoughts of the blood-red air column, crushing everything into primitive gray mist.

Shenshen Nian is said to be a cross-era work that is comparable to the power of the ancestral source.

What's more, the old sword sage's killing thoughts, after decades of accumulation, were too strong, far beyond Xu Xiaoshou's sword thoughts, which he had only cultivated for a short time.

Once the seal is removed, the madness is revealed like a trapped animal escaping its cage.

He held the King of Hell's banquet, swung the knife horizontally, and swept away the bloody light.

"Slay the demon!"

When Mo Mo's body was broken through the Six Paths Dust-Sealed Gate, he had already escaped in time.

But the knife that is not crazy is too fast!

Manipulating Mo Mo's frail body from a layer away is the biggest obstacle to Feng Yujin's battle!

Even so, his fighting consciousness was still so high that he atomized Mo Mo's body in time, allowing the blood light of "Demon Slayer" to cut past him, but penetrated Mo Mo.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

The giant mural collapsed.

The bloody light of this sword struck the side of the corridor, and forcefully opened another gap next to the only entrance to the Ranming ruins, leading to the unknown.

Above the Ranming ruins, near the high cliffs of Heishui Stream, the mountains collapsed and the ground collapsed for thousands of miles!

The white and red clothes on it didn't know what happened, they just stood up like frightened birds in the forest.

When flying high into the sky, everyone looked down and saw that the rising mountains had collapsed into low-lying areas, as if they had been pushed flat by the word "一".

In just a short breath, murderous aura and blood seeped out of the sinking mountain, and the maple trees were red for thousands of miles.

All the creatures on it perished, except for the tester who was snatched away in time by the guards who were always paying attention to the battle here.

A very familiar killing intent... Cheng Huan and others stayed in the air, looking at the collapsed ground and looking at each other.

"Senior who is not crazy?"

"This, is this a knife mark?"

…

"hiss!"

Everyone gasped.

Wei Feng's knife was too overbearing!

This knife with a divine mind, I'm afraid only Mr. Si Ren's sword and elephant swords can resist it, right?

If it were an ordinary half-saint, wouldn't Jiang Buyi be killed with one knife?

Is this the Three Emperors at their peak?

Everyone couldn't help but think of Yan Wu Se, who was also one of the Three Emperors.

From the First Palace of Sin to the Giant Kingdom to the Fallen Abyss to the Blood Realm to other Jedi, from the Passive Fist to the Second World to the Demon Emperor Black Dragon to the Crazy Machine God...

Yan Wu Se died on the Water Ghost Face in the end.

However, now it seems that only this kind of situation, this kind of attrition war, can really drag down the Three Emperors-level half-saints bit by bit, right?

"Feng Yujin, can you bear it?"

In the battle.

After pouring out a knife, Wei Feng seemed to calm down a little, and stopped in mid-air with the help of Yan Wang Yan.

Mo Mo condensed back to the entity from the gray fog state, feeling pain in his waist and abdomen.

She stretched out her hand and put her fingers together, wiping the torn dress at her waist, leaving a blood mark...

Chronic divine thoughts, the ultimate power!

This kind of power is best at dealing with various elemental bodies, not to mention the mist-like sealed body that is not even an elemental body.

When the blood between her fingers moved to her eyes, Feng Yujin was speechless.

"Ah this..."

He waved Mo Mo's hand and explained with a tingling scalp:

"Little girl, don't get me wrong!"

"It's not that I can't avoid it, I deliberately let you get hurt."

"This knife is really a bit fierce, very similar to the sword thoughts of Ba Zun An Da... Ba Zun An."

Shh...

A lot of blood suddenly spurted out from Mo Mo's waist, staining her white dress red.

She was stunned, and soon her eyelashes were trembling in pain.

"Feng Yujin, I'm injured..."

"Uh." The gray fog man behind her shuddered and could no longer speak a complete sentence, "Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry..."

"He is very powerful, stronger than the previous ones, right?" Mo Mo interrupted the apology and returned to a calm voice.

"Of course!" Feng Yujin was delighted. This little girl was willing to talk, which was a good thing!

"In your prime, can you beat him?"

"Bullshit? I am the Saint Emperor, and he is just a half-saint! Who are you looking down on?"

"What about now?"

"Uh... uh... him, mainly he is not a spirit refiner... you haven't grown up yet..."

"I know."

Mo Mo is very smart, how could she not know that when Feng Yujin lost his confidence and started to beat around the bush, it was equivalent to him being no longer good.

She didn't know who Wei Feng was and what level he belonged to.

Anyway, in Feng Yujin's mouth, except for the Saint Emperor and the Eight Zun An, anyone who came would be a pushover.

Mo Mo was used to this Feng family arrogance.

She had also changed from being silent at the beginning of the battle to being able to chat with Feng Yujin even when he was fighting.

Because the battle belonged to Feng Yujin.

She was just a container, or a medium, and she was only responsible for watching.

Wait a minute, the battle will be over.

Just like the big things, they will always pass after a good sleep.

This state was very uncomfortable at first, after all, it was watching your own body fight in an unfamiliar way.

But later it gradually became a daily routine, because the record was always a complete victory.

So much so that now Mo Mo also believed that as long as Feng Yujin came out, Wei Feng would soon fall down.

Even if this old man in black was indeed very strong...

Mo Mo covered the wound on her waist with her hand, and blood kept flowing out from her fingers.

She looked at the old man in front of her with a knife, feeling the peaceful atmosphere around her like before the storm, and felt the pressure for the first time.

"Let's merge." Mo Mo said softly.

"Ah?"

"Using what Palace Master Bai Zhou said, the one where you can exert your power to the greatest extent, completely transformed into a ghost beast."

"Ah? Didn't you say that the one that is easy to be taken away by this emperor..."

"Don't talk!"

Mo Mo shook his head gently, seriously interrupting Feng Yujin's answer.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the void, then slowly curled up in the air, lowered her head and hugged her knees.

She took the initiative to give up control of her body, and her soul retreated little by little to the corner of the edge of the spiritual world, the place where she was most afraid of being squeezed by Feng Yujin.

The buds are in bud, embracing the darkness.

In the void, there was only a quiet echo: "Feng Yujin, defeat him..."()