With a wave of his hand, Jian Fengyun collected all the hundreds of cages around him, turning them into hundreds of flames and pouring into Jian Fengyun's body.

With a turn of the internal exercises, all these fire attribute cages were devoured, turning into a surging sword element force to generate the power of the wind attribute law and condense the wind divine court.

After Jian Fengyun devoured these flame cages, he muttered, "Using this method of law to devour these people's cultivation is faster, and the fire attribute law can burn off those impurities on their bodies, leaving only pure energy to devour for me...... Moreover, it is worthy of being a disciple of a god-level force, a thousand people are on top of the more than three thousand people killed before, and the Wind God Court is still a quarter away from being able to completely condense. ”

These more than 1,000 people cultivated in the early stage of the Spirit Monarch Realm, and many of them were also in the middle and late stages.

The Spirit Monarch Realm, if placed in the ordinary sect forces, is enough to assume the position of elder.

But in the god-level forces, it is only an elite disciple level.

But there are still countless people who are rushing to it, and if they want to break their brains, they have to think of a way to join the god-level sect.

Everything, just because the god-level sect is too powerful, if they can enter it, it will be the glory of their lives, and there is an incomparably powerful backing!

"If it continues like this, it will not be difficult to wipe out all the disciples of these god-level sects and condense one or two more divine courts."

Jian Fengyun's brows furrowed slightly: "However, the disciples of the Divine Sword Palace and the Immortal Holy Land are the people of the old people, and I will not do anything to them." And Gu Jianchi didn't provoke me, and I can't kill them for no reason......"

Jian Fengyun's character, although arrogant, will not make a move on those innocent people.

"Forget it, I can only slowly search for the God of War Temple and the Holy Courtyard and their people, there are more than 100,000 people, it should be enough."

With a secret sound, Jian Fengyun's figure then disappeared into the void.

……

In the blink of an eye, seven days passed.

During these seven days and months, among the various forces, except for the Divine Sword Palace, the Immortal Holy Land, and the Ancient Sword Pool, at least hundreds of disciples would die every day.

Of course, the three major forces such as the Divine Sword Palace will also have disciples who die, but compared to other sect forces, that number can almost be counted.

The person in charge of the Temple of the God of War, the Divine Pavilion, and the Holy Courtyard has been looking ugly for the past seven days.

Because of these forces, the disciples who died the most!

In the past seven days, plus the previous sword killing at the entrance of the god ruins, the God of War Temple has so far more than 20,000 disciples have died, the three thousand elites of the Divine Pavilion have all been wiped out, the Holy Courtyard has died about 17,000 people, and the other forces together have almost 20,000 dead!

In seven days, half of the remaining 120,000 people died.

And at this moment, the expression of the Emperor of the Divine Pavilion was gloomy and terrifying.

The emperor of the God of War Temple's expression was also gloomy and terrifying.

As for the last Holy Courtyard, the Emperor in charge looked at the fragments of the natal jade plaque that was almost piled up like a hill in front of him, the original victory was gone, his face was flushed, and his green tendons were exposed, as if he was about to erupt in a volcano.

The ruins of the gods are not without casualties, and every time the ruins are opened, there will be casualties.

However, the casualties each time are not too large, even if it is the most dead at one time, the major forces are only half of the disciples who have fallen, and that time it was because it provoked a great emperor-level demon beast in the depths of the god ruins, so it led to heavy losses.

But this time, just to hunt down and kill a young man who cultivated in the Spirit Emperor Realm, he dispatched nearly eighty percent of the great forces of the Ten Thousand Domains and gathered two hundred and thirty thousand disciples, but more than half of them died, reaching three-quarters of the terrifying, and this proportion is still expanding.

"Why the hell!"

The Emperor of the Sacred Courtyard clenched his fists, his gaze fixed on the Gate of the Ruins.

This Emperor's name is 'Holy Departure', and he is a vice-president of the Holy Academy, and he is the real vice-president, not the nominal one.

His cultivation is the pinnacle of the Great Emperor Realm.

At this moment, Sheng Li's eyes were red, and his voice was low and terrifying, as if a demon beast was roaring.

Among the ruins of the gods, Jian Fengyun, dressed in white, and his ghost-like figure has almost spread among the ruins of the gods.

The entrance to the ruins of the gods was blocked by the formation, and the movements of Jian Fengyun were not big and did not stimulate the Tongtian Shadow Array, so people from the outside world could not even snoop on it.

In addition to the disciples of the Divine Sword Palace, the Immortal Holy Land, and the Ancient Sword Pool, the disciples of the other major sect forces would often scream among the divine ruins.

That kind of scream is extremely harsh, like frightened, like terrible, more like anger and unwillingness.

"This is the Holy Courtyard, twenty-nine thousandth."

Jian Fengyun's eyes flashed, looking not far away, when he looked at himself, his face was full of resentment, and his teeth were about to crush the ordinary youth.

Around the young man, too, there was a prison of flames, which trapped him and burned him to ashes.

"You have more backbone than everyone else."

Jian Fengyun opened his mouth lightly, and immediately stretched out his hand to run the exercises, engulfing the flame cage.

"However, if you listen to the words of the Holy Court and come to kill me, I can only kill you."

Devouring this cage, Jian Fengyun looked at the Water Divine Court that was about to condense in his body, the Fire Divine Court and the Wind Divine Court had been completely condensed, and now this Water Divine Court was almost the same.

From the opening of the Divine Ruins to the present, there are about 250,000 disciples who have entered before and after, only the disciples of the Divine Sword Palace, the Immortal Holy Land, and the Ancient Sword Pool, he has not moved.

The other major sect forces, with 240,000 disciples and more than 200,000 dead!

Of these 200,000 disciples, some were killed by demon beasts and some by sword Fengyun, but compared to the two, there was really a world of difference.

Those demon beasts killed, there can be 10,000 of them, and the rest ...... All died at the hands of Jian Fengyun!

Among the 190,000 people killed by Jian Fengyun, more than 110,000 were from the Holy Courtyard, the War God Temple, the Divine Pavilion, and the Flying Immortal Sect.

"There are 40,000 people, who are hiding quite deeply, so they must have fled there."

Jian Fengyun's eyes swept and he looked into the deepest part of the god's ruins.

It was a desert.

Clouds of smoke and dust blew above the desert, like a small storm.

Huzi ~ Huzi ~

Beneath the smoke and dust, there was an extremely alarming sound of the wind roaring, as if some terrifying beast was screaming in the midst of the storm.

"It's been twenty-one days since I entered the ruins of the gods."

Jian Fengyun muttered: "Among the god ruins, there are many opportunities, but unfortunately I haven't had time to explore yet, and it just so happens that my Water God Court is also going to condense ......."

(End of chapter)