Fellow Taoist: Do you have any spiritual stones on you?

"Asshole, let us out!"

"We should have killed all the hateful humans before entering this level!"

"Human Gu Feng, what are you trying to do to kill Bald Donkey and let him seize the Buddha and return the inheritance?"

"..."

In the vast space, a huge formation, like a giant bowl that covers the sky, is upside down on the ground, with gorgeous runes and an ultimate burst of light.

Looking from a distance, it looks like a star about to explode.

The Nanhai monk who was trapped in the formation, his eyes were red, and while bombarding the formation with all his strength, he was also angrily cursing Gu Feng.

In response, Gu Feng just smiled slightly: "Monk Wude is my brother!"

The formation was presided over by Yu Shui Huan, who was proficient in the art of refining weapons. Her delicate face became extremely solemn, and there were beads of sweat on her smooth forehead.

It is extremely difficult to besiege nearly [-] god-changing monks, even with the assistance of more than [-] Powind Pavilion disciples.

Duan Yansheng and other monks who were able to break through the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm were all red-faced and used all their strength.

Gu Feng's eyes flickered. According to the current situation, this formation could not hold on much.

"Their combined force is too strong, and the formation will be broken soon!" Gu Feng said in a low voice to Yu Shui Huan next to him with a sad face.

The latter nodded in agreement, and with a thought, he took out the pagoda, and the purple Tao Yun that reached the sky continued to spurt out from the six-story pagoda.

The panic and power flowed like water waves.

Yu Shui Zhi Huan controlled the formation with one hand and made secrets with the other. The pagoda, which was originally only the size of a palm, flew into the air and suppressed the formation. As time went by, the pagoda became larger and larger, and soon it was like a small mountain.

With the help of the pagoda, the previously shaky formation suddenly stabilized.

Seeing this, Gu Feng was displeased and worried instead. Fish and water controlled the formation and the pagoda at the same time, which would stabilize the situation in a short period of time, but it would also consume a lot of money.

There is a huge difference in strength between the two sides. If the formation fails, our own camp will pay a heavy price.

Thinking of this, Gu Feng made a decision, "I will enter the formation to disintegrate their attack from the inside and buy more time for the Wude monk!"

"The other party has at least three hundred cultivators at the ninth level of the Divine Transformation Realm. Wouldn't it be better for you to go in?" Yu Shui Zhi Huan was shocked.

For the sake of the unscrupulous monk, Gu Feng did not have to take risks himself. At worst, after the formation was broken, everyone hid in the "Zi Qi Dong Lai". With the strength of her and Gu Feng, if they wanted to lead everyone to escape, there would be no problem. big.

"The ungrateful monk is very pitiful. He has nothing in his life except this inheritance.

I had cheated him several times before, but that was because I was so poor. Now that I am rich, I can't let him miss out on his inheritance!

The point is, I really don’t need the inheritance of the Buddha Emperor! "

After finishing his words, Gu Feng stepped forward, tore open a corner of the formation and entered it!

"Hahaha, human Gu Feng, there is a way to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell but you insist on coming in!"

"kill--"

The furious people surrounded Gu Feng and attacked and killed him.

Facing the attack like a gust of wind and rain, even with Gu Feng's current strength, it was difficult to parry it.

In desperation, he could only fight and escape, and began to refine the divine liquid in the three incense burners...

boom boom boom

Deafening explosions resounded throughout the world, and brilliant lights exploded like fireworks.

Those Nanhai monks who had not taken Gu Feng seriously before felt their scalps go numb after the fight.

Gu Feng's strength exceeded their imagination. Even a monk at the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm would not dare to challenge his edge.

He was like a god-king, descending from the sky to the mortal world, facing all living beings and ants, throwing punch after punch.

"kill!"

"This person can't stay!"

"..."

Everyone sensed the crisis and stopped paying attention to the trapped formation, concentrating on surrounding and killing Gu Feng.

If this person is not eliminated today, how will they have the opportunity to attack the Eastern Holy Territory when their cultivation becomes more advanced in the future.

The Great Perfection of Martial Realm erupted, shocking the entire audience... Dozens of cultivators at the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm also exploded with all their strength at this moment.

The earth-shaking war is underway...

Time flies and it’s one month later!

There were thousands of corpses scattered in the formation, with broken limbs and arms. The ground was covered with a thick layer of blood scabs, and the smell was nauseating.

Gu Feng's clothes were ragged, with many wounds on his body, and bright red blood dripping from the corners of his clothes.

The Nanhai monks on the opposite side were not much better. They were extremely frightened.

A feeling of powerlessness and fear spread in my heart!

"kill!"

After a psychological struggle, the two sides fought together again.

Without the pressure of presiding over the formation, the Po Feng Pavilion disciples sat cross-legged and simply started practicing.

In fact, with the current situation, even if Gu Feng goes into battle, the Nanhai monks won't be able to make any waves.

But he didn't, Gein, war is the absolute standard to test oneself.

Gu Feng wanted to try to see if he could break the eternal myth by reaching the seventh level of the Divine Transformation Realm and upgrade his Wu Yun to a martial soul that only the Gui Yi Realm mighty could comprehend.

These Nanhai monks were his whetstones.

Yu Qiuyun and others, from the initial shock, to the calmness later, to the current numbness, their souls have been baptized.

This will undoubtedly help their future a lot.

Even when they arrived in Zhongzhou, they no longer became fearful and hesitant when they met those who defied the will of heaven. After all, they had already seen the highest mountain.

Their confidence is increasing, their horizons are opening, and even the joy of fish and water has given rise to awe.

Gu Feng is the God of War, and his invincibility and persistent pursuit of martial arts infected them!

Gu Feng!

You are the strongest!

......

I don't know how much time had passed, but the Nanhai monks gathered together were trembling all over and looking at Gu Feng with wary expressions.

They have lost their confidence and no longer have the courage to confront Gu Feng!

Gu Feng did not take advantage of the victory to pursue it, but stood there like a tall and tall green pine, with his eyes closed, as if he was comprehending.

Time passed, as if hundreds of years had passed. At a certain moment, he suddenly opened his eyes!

Two rays of light erupted out, and the whole body shone with brilliant light.

At the same time, there was a faint sound coming from the sky and the earth, like Nuwa's soft singing, or like the whisper of a goddess, and streaks of colorful rays of light also fell along with it.

Everyone was shocked and stared blankly at the sky, not knowing what was happening.

A gust of breeze blew by, and everyone felt comfortable all over. Before they could fully enjoy it, the unparalleled aura spread out.

It was an indescribable power that had only been felt by certain powerful beings in the Guiyi Realm.

"Yes, it's the Soul of Martial Arts!" The cultivator at the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm shouted in horror.

The Soul of Martial Arts is something that most Guiyi Realm monks cannot comprehend!

At this moment, a godly transformation monk appeared, how could they not be shocked!

If the two sides could barely fight before, then after the appearance of the Martial Spirit, the balance of victory tilted aside, and it became easy for Gu Feng to kill them all.

Du Yidao and the others outside the formation were all in awe, their eyes shining with excitement.

This is a gift, a rare opportunity!

Feeling the power of the spirit of martial arts in advance will be of endless benefit to them.

Even the joy of fish and water took the opportunity to understand.

Thirteen clenched his hands tightly, with anger on his brows. The stronger Gu Feng was, the higher his anger became.

This was the main culprit who caused his Manchu clan to be exterminated, and he was also the thug who enslaved his sister.

The most important thing was that he discovered that Long Xun'er, who was supposed to hold a grudge against Gu Feng, actually had strange feelings towards the latter.

This is the most unacceptable thing for Thirteen.

He practiced desperately, hoping that one day he could kill this human monk with his own hands.

but--

Everything in front of him made him feel desperate.

Gu Feng became invincible, he was invincible.

Regret is intertwined. If he had united with the White Dragon Palace monks from the beginning and took action together with the Nanhai monks, there might be a slight possibility of killing Gu Feng completely.

At this moment, it's too late to say anything.

He suppressed the murderous intention in his heart, not letting Gu Feng see a trace of it, and silently lowered his head, comprehending the martial soul of his enemy.

A soul similar to Gu Feng crossed the entire scene and disappeared without a trace after patrolling for a week.

He stood there blankly, saying nothing. Everyone thought he was still comprehending, but in fact he was in shock.

The eight chains of laws that had only appeared in the thunder tribulation appeared again when he broke into the martial soul, and one of them was broken.

A strange feeling spread in his heart, as if he felt much more relaxed now that a chain was missing.

After probing for a while and finding nothing, Gu Feng glanced at the silent Nanhai cultivator opposite and felt unhappy.

Obviously, this group of people has lost its tempering effect.

"Here, please stay calm for me, otherwise don't blame me for being cruel!"

The threatening voice rang in their ears, and they all nodded subconsciously.

Gu Feng smiled with satisfaction, "Remove the formation!"

After such a long time, it’s time to pass this level.

Gu Feng took the lead, flanked by Murong Xiaoxiao and Yu Shui Zhihuan, followed by Yu Qiuyun and others. The Nanhai monk who was lucky enough to survive fell at the back.

"Monk Wude should be satisfied now." Gu Feng chuckled.

"You have fought for him for nearly three months, and the Buddha's light he has obtained should be able to surpass yours." Yu Shui Zhi Huan said with a smile.

"This damn monk is not very strong, but he is very lucky to have a friend like you who can help him."

Murong Xiaoxiao's complaint was unanimously recognized by everyone behind her.

"It's a blessing in disguise. This dead monk was killed out of the Eastern Holy Region and strayed into Da Chu..."

"Human, in this life, there are only a few opportunities to change your life, or meet a person, or get a treasure..."

"Hahaha..."

Everyone joked all the way and soon arrived at the exit.

Gu Feng took a step forward...

Then there is no more then.

His feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, and his face was full of astonishment. The people behind him couldn't brake in time, and the long queue fell forward like a stack of Arhats.

After stabilizing their bodies, Yu Shui Huan and others seemed to have seen some miracle. Everyone's pupils shrank and their eyes were dull.

Gu Feng's body suddenly appeared with a large amount of Buddha's light again, so much that it couldn't fit in the top of his head and overflowed.

this, this-

Could it be?

Isn't it better to get out as soon as possible?

Doesn't that mean—

Monks filed in one after another, and everyone received a large amount of Buddha's light...

Not far away, the immoral monk leaned on the root of a tree with a crooked neck, grinning like a fool.

The golden color of Buddha's light falls on the body, so warm and kind.

However, he could not eliminate the sadness in his heart and the decadence in his body.

"You are here, go get the inheritance, the little monk is gone!"

He stood up unsteadily, took the same unsteady steps, and walked past Gu Feng and others.

"Where are you going?" Gu Feng's lips twitched and he couldn't help but ask.

"It doesn't matter anymore. You don't need to care about where you go or where you die. You are just a poor worm in the world.

I have been abandoned by the avenue, I have been abandoned by the avenue..." His back was bleak, like a dead leaf blown down by the autumn wind, lifeless.

The desolate sound spreads in the space!

To be continued————————————