In this way, wouldn't the Lingxuan Realm be a mess at that time?

No wonder Ji Bo said that every time the Mingyue Tower is opened, there will be a change, which originally referred to this.

Zhou Fuyao thought of the mastermind behind the mysterious origin that Ji Bo said, and he had to suspect that it was related to Mingyue Tower.

"Xuan Lao is estimated to be that peerless existence!" Zhou Fuyao doubted, as a descendant of the Holy Beast in the Nine Heavens Holy Land, Xuan Lao's cultivation must be far beyond his imagination, and even the mysterious mastermind behind it, Xuan Lao is probably clear.

However, the most important thing at the moment is how to restore the power of the demon pestle, Zhou Fuyao flipped through the "Martial Arts True Solution" to find the method, since the demon pestle is recorded here, there must be other records about the demon pestle.

At this moment, the seven stars in the soul sea trembled, and Zhou Fuyao was about to perceive the seven stars, when suddenly a majestic soul power came out from the seven stars, and the Seven Star Glass Soul Control Technique operated automatically, constantly expanding the soul sea.

"Stop, stop!" Zhou Fuyao communicated with Qixing in horror.

Zhou Fuyao only felt that his headache was splitting, and his body began to crumble, and Zhou Fuyao, who cultivated the immortal golden body, could bear the soul power of the Dao level at most, and it was not something he could bear if he went up.

The spirit of the Seven Stars had long since dissipated, and only instinct remained, how could he understand Zhou Fuyao's words, the golden keel appeared, and it hovered around Zhou Fuyao urgently.

"Do you have any way?" Zhou Fuyao borrowed the Immortal Bracelet to forcibly suppress the Hydra's huge soul power.

"No!" the golden keel was crisp.

Zhou Fuyao: .........

Even with the suppression of the Immortal Bracelet, how much power can Zhou Fuyao exert to the Immortal Bracelet? It's just a little delay.

Zhou Fuyao's body finally couldn't withstand this soul power, and the whole person skyrocketed several times, like a balloon that could no longer be filled with air.

The soul sea has swelled to the extreme, but the seven stars still exude colorful light, and continue to transmit soul power to Zhou Fuyao.

Zhou Fuyao finally couldn't withstand the soul power of the hydra, and when he was about to explode and die, a snow-white flame suddenly appeared in Zhou Fuyao's body, inhaling all this soul power into it, and separating a wisp of flame to repair the soul sea and the injuries of the body.

After the white flame absorbed all the soul power, he still didn't seem to be satisfied, and in Zhou Fuyao's curiosity, he began to absorb the entire black river!

In just three minutes, he had absorbed all the power of the entire black river, and after the entire black river disappeared, Zhou Fuyao saw that there was a black formation on the ground below the demon pestle. There is a small hole in the formation, and I think the entire black river flows from here.

Looking at the Demon Suppression Pestle, Zhou Fuyao thought that the undead of the Hydra Clan should be suppressed in the space below this Demon Suppressing Pestle.

After absorbing the black river, the white flame suddenly floated above the demon pestle, flew around the demon pestle a few times, and then floated in front of Zhou Fuyao, constantly flickering, as if he wanted to express something.

"There is even a trace of wisdom in this thing?" Zhou Fuyao thought to himself.

Seeing the white flames flickering continuously, Zhou Fuyao, who didn't know what it meant, lightly touched the white flames with his fingers, wanting to see what would happen, but he didn't think that the white flames would wrap around Zhou Fuyao's body and turn into a flame and slip into the small hole of the formation on the ground!

This is an endless grassland, and there are hundreds of warriors standing on several small hillsides, and below them are dense black scorpions, with a hard shell, up to three meters high, eight legs as sharp as knives, and barbs raised high, towards the warriors on the hillside.

These are magic swords and scorpions, whose strength has reached the level of asking the Dao, they are natural swordsmen, and there are eight long knives on the eight-legged limbs, which are equivalent to eight swordsmen when wielded, once a warrior fights with them, the result is that they are crushed into flesh by eight long knives!

"Isn't the Demon Sword Scorpion extinct, how could it be here?" said a brocade-clad young man in a blue robe, surprised.

"The Demon Sword Scorpion is a xenomorph that appeared in ancient times, and it has been exterminated by the top forces of the Lingwu Continent in the Middle Ages, and I didn't expect it to appear in the Mingyue Tower now. ”

"What is there to be afraid of, with Senior Brother Yi Feng here, how can these things hurt us?"

"That is, how can we be afraid of the disciples of the Nine Thunder Palace?"

"Don't think that our Nine Thunder Hall is powerful, so it is the overlord of the Spirit Xuan Realm, don't forget that there are other four major sects, as well as the five major dynasties and the Hundred Sects Alliance, as well as those ancient forces that are hidden in the world, any one of them can threaten my Nine Thunder Palace!"

"Even if your cultivation is strong, you have to keep a low profile!" the young man who was called Senior Brother Yi Feng by the disciples of the Nine Thunder Hall scolded.

"What Senior Brother taught me is that it is not like some fanatics who think they are the number one in the Nine Thunder Palace, not to mention wasting the precious resources of my Nine Thunder Palace, and even killing my fellow disciples, this team is completely wiped out!" The young disciple with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said with a strange yin and yang aura.

"Monkey, you're wrong, aren't they all wiped out, aren't there a few left?" said another.

The tragic death of the same door has already dealt a heavy blow to the arrogant Yan Feifei's heart, and now he hears the sarcasm of other people, or uses the death of his brother to satirize, which makes Yan Feifei, who originally hated and blamed himself, completely go crazy.

Feeling the anger of the other side, Yi Feng stopped his junior brother in front of him, turned around and said, "Shut up, what is the crime of insulting a dead fellow disciple?"

Although he said so, Yi Feng stared at Yan Feifei with a warning gaze.

"What crime should he be guilty of, what should he be guilty of a capital crime!" Behind Yan Feifei, the Thunder True Monarch appeared, and the Nine Heavens Xuan Thunder in his palm roared, turning into nine thunder tripods in front of his chest, and slapped forward with one palm.

Feeling such power, even if they were protected by Yi Feng in the back, those two disciples still looked like earth.

Yi Feng's face was solemn, although he was also a spirit-level martial soul, he was not a strict opponent, after all, he was also a spirit-level martial soul, and there were also three, six, nine and so on.

Yi Feng's left hand is a palm, his right hand is a fist, and a double-headed eagle appears above his head, a spirit-level martial soul - a double-headed thunder eagle!

Double-headed Thunder Eagle, one for thunder!, one for thunder!

The thunder bead on Yi Feng's chest below was activated by it, and the terrifying thunder poured into his body, Yi Feng pinched the seal in his hand, and there were three thousand thunderbolts shining on his body, which were poured into his martial soul, only to see the double-headed thunder eagle scream sharply, and the wings fanned, turning the three thousand thunders into three thousand thunder birds and heading towards the nine thunder dings!

The two collided with each other, killing a large area of the sword demon scorpion below.

"Yan Feifei, here are all sword demon scorpions, our Nine Thunder Hall is in danger, do you want our Nine Thunder Hall to die here?" Yi Feng scolded anxiously, if he couldn't beat Yan Feifei in normal times, then he would have to fight with him.

But what is the situation at this time, doesn't he know it?

As soon as the teams of the major forces on the nearby hillsides saw the fierce battle between the two of them, they attracted the attention of the Sword Demon Scorpion, and they all rushed to the hillside where the Nine Thunder Hall team was located, and all of them were quickly breaking through while they were attracting the Sword Demon Scorpion.

Yan Feifei was woken up by Yi Feng's scolding, turned around and killed the Sword Demon Scorpion, after the team of the Nine Thunder Hall was broken, a trace of surprise flashed in Yi Feng's eyes, he rejected the senior brother of the Imperial Thunder Pavilion, and stepped forward to fight side by side with Yan Feifei.

"You guys go quickly, Yan Feifei and I will stay behind!"

"Senior brother, don't, if you want to stay, stay Yan Feifei, this is his chance to atone for his sins!"

"Senior brother doesn't need to bear it for him!"

"Shut up, haven't you seen that the other forces have all retreated?" Yi Feng scolded, he saw the sword demon scorpions all over the sky surging towards them, their Nine Thunder Hall had already lost the best opportunity to retreat, and now he and Yan Feifei blocked these Sword Demon Scorpions of the Dao Realm together, and there was still a chance for the rest of the Nine Thunder Hall to escape.

"Get out, get out of here!" No one dared to disobey Yi Feng's order, not to mention that no one wanted to die, so under the cover of the two of them, the other disciples of the Nine Thunder Hall all fled.

At this time, Yi Feng and Yan Feifei had already fallen into the siege of the Sword Demon Scorpion, but fortunately, the combat power of the two of them was comparable to the peak of the Nine Levels of Asking Dao, and they could temporarily block these Sword Demon Scorpions that were below the fifth level of the Asking Dao.

"Yan Feifei, there must be a treasure in this sword demon scorpion's lair, otherwise it will never take the initiative to surround us without the order of the scorpion king!" The two-headed thunder eagle above Yi Feng's head controlled three thousand thunderbirds to form a thunder storm and constantly harvest the sword demon scorpion.

"Hmph, do I Yan Feifei need you to remind me?" The nine thunder tripods around Yan Feifei spun, and in the crazy roar, the sword demon scorpions were destroyed one by one.

So, the two of them ignored each other and jointly went to the sword demon scorpion lair to kill.

In the center of the boundless grassland, a huge bottomless pit appeared in front of the two of them.

"No, there are traces of a battle here!" Yi Feng noticed.

"This is the breath of thunder, huh, isn't it the breath of flame?" Yan Feifei felt the residual power nearby and analyzed.

The two of them continued to move forward, and what appeared in front of them was a large area of charred corpses of sword demon scorpions.

"Burnt or burnt?" Yi Feng wanted to hear Yan Feifei's thoughts.

"Is it a strange fire, is it a thunderous fire?" Yan Feifei had a strange expression.

"You didn't go to the Thunder Strange Fire?" Yi Feng asked in surprise, the previous disciple of the Imperial Thunder Pavilion said that Yan Feifei was wasting resources, referring to the information he had obtained from his father, and his father's information was obtained by his grandfather from the precious information left behind by the predecessors who had entered the Mingyue Tower in the Nine Thunder Palace.

Of course, that disciple naturally didn't know if Yan Feifei had gotten the strange fire, he purely felt that it was better to give Yan Feifei to someone like Yi Feng who climbed up from the bottom by himself, so he said that Yan Feifei wasted the resources of the Nine Thunder Palace.

Yi Feng thought that Yan Feifei had already obtained the Thunder Fire, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't succeed.

"Yan Feifei, you have been robbed ahahaha!" Yi Feng laughed, thinking that Yan Feifei occupied the right time and place, but was still robbed, and his heart that had been suppressed by Yan Feifei burst with joy.

Yan Feifei glanced at Yi Feng and said the matter of the magma space?

"Tianwumen?" "You actually met that sect, heh, but I don't blame you, if I will definitely retreat, it's not that I can't beat it, but it's not necessary."

The two of them had already walked to the edge of the pit while talking, glanced at each other, and jumped into the pit!

Knife Demon Scorpion Lair.

A group of sword demon scorpions rushed towards a young man burning with purple flames without fear of death, and the violent sword qi was instantly incinerated by the flames on his body when he approached the flame boy, this young man was Wushuang!