Feng Yi, who was suspicious, made a palm wind in his palm, and the dust exploded, causing a burst of dust. After a while, the dust cleared, and a silver-white jade talisman appeared in front of Feng Yi, looking at this jade talisman, Feng Yi took the jade talisman into his hand with an old face very excitedly, you know, this jade talisman may be related to Yue Feng's cause of death, and even related to his own life and death.

This is a unique note from the Moon God Temple, this note is on Yue Feng's body, Feng Yi has seen it before, so this note may have been left by Yue Feng on purpose.

The palm holding the jade talisman trembled, Feng Yi, a super strong person in the Transformation Realm, would be so excited, it was not to blame him, with this jade talisman, at least he would return to the Moon God Temple without worrying about his life, although he would be heavily punished, but it was still within Feng Yi's acceptance range.

A touch of silver-white source power in his hand was injected into the jade talisman, and Yue Feng's voice slowly sounded in the jade talisman.

"Dark Temple, my Moon Temple and you are incompatible!"

Half a quarter of an hour later, Feng Yi's incomparably angry roar came from the woods, and then an incomparably powerful wave of qi swept through the entire forest, and the trees within a radius of thousands of meters were instantly destroyed.

Immediately, a figure rose into the sky and flew into the distance. Feng Yi never thought that it was actually the hands of the people of the Dark Temple on Yue Feng, and the Dark Temple actually wanted to blame several other temples, so that the forces of the Moon God Temple and the Fire God Temple, the Wind God Temple, and the Ten Thousand Beasts Pavilion would fight together, so as to reap the benefits of the fisherman, and he had to go back and explain all this to the hall master.

But Feng Yi's heart was still full of anger, the Divine Son was actually killed under his protection, and the crime of ineffective protection was inevitable. Feng Yi's anger must be vented, and the way he vents his anger is to kill, if it weren't for this battle for the dark fire, Yue Feng would not have died.

Therefore, those who are now constantly rushing to the land of divine punishment have become the targets of Feng Yi's anger, and in the face of Feng Yi of the Transformation Realm level, those people have no chance and ability to resist at all, and hundreds of people are bombarded into slag in a moment.

On the road from Chirong City to the Land of Divine Punishment, blood was everywhere, and the blood of many strong people who had been killed by Feng Yi flowed into the low-lying area, converging into a pool of piercing blood.

This is the sorrow of being a weak, without the slightest dignity and the right to resist in the face of the strong.

On the road of survival, there is no victory or defeat between the strong and the weak, only life and death.

The strong live, and the weak die.

In the center of the land of divine punishment, the battle between Burning Hao and Murong Yuxuan was nearing the end, due to the impact of Yue Feng's death, the two deacons of the Fire God Temple and the two powerhouses of the Ten Thousand Beasts Pavilion did not pursue Feng Yi who took away the dark gold war halberd, but guarded Burning Hao and Murong Yuxuan respectively.

At this time, Murong Yuxuan had the absolute upper hand, Yan Hao's fiery red armor was already covered with frost, and there were whip marks, a handsome and handsome face was covered with sweat, and his long fire-colored hair was scattered, and he looked like he was not lightly injured.

And Murong Yuxuan is much better, except for a lot of sweat beads on his face, his hair is slightly messy, and the sleeve of his right hand is more charred black, there are no other obvious injuries, and most of Yan Hao's attacks were taken by the blue pupil sky fox.

And the blue-eyed sky fox was a lot embarrassed at this time, and the snow-white fur appeared scorched black everywhere, as if it had been roasted by fire, and a long wound on the right forelimb was slowly oozing blood.

And the powerhouses of the Transformation Realm on both sides are looking at each other with fierce eyes, afraid that the other party will do something to their master.