Wu Xing's shout made everyone present feel creepy, even Yang Yu was no exception.

Only Yun Heng had a happy and bloodthirsty smile on his face, as if he was very satisfied, like a bloodthirsty butcher, facing the blood in the sky.

Yang Yu suddenly felt a creepy feeling, as if he had been torn apart, and his whole body was very uncomfortable, and he couldn't say a very bad feeling.

It made him uncomfortable.

Yun Heng showed a bloodthirsty smile, and with a quick twist in his hand, Wu Xing's body, which was not tall in the first place, became like a string of twisted flowers, twisted by Yun Heng again and again.

Wu Xing's breath finally dissipated, and Yun Heng absorbed Wu Xing's soul power very seriously, making Wu Xing's soul power his supplement.

He said that let Wu Xing go to hell to remember his name, and remember him for the rest of his life, even in the next life.

But Wu Xing has been absorbed and refined by him, and there are no more Wu Xing's soul marks and traces in this world, not even hell, of course, as for whether hell exists or not, no one knows, only ghosts know.

What!

Yang Yu thought so, and firmly despised Yun Heng in his heart.

A trace of strangeness suddenly rose in his heart, a strong man like Yun Heng, or such a bloodthirsty beast-like powerhouse, he was like a subordinate, calling back and forth, and he still looked at ease.

If Yun Heng dealt with himself like he did with Wu Xing today, what nonsense it would be!

I'm so fucking lucky!

Yang Yu was taken aback by his ignorance and fearlessness, even he felt very unbelievable that he was so rude to him in ordinary times.

But Yang Yu also gradually thought about it. Yun Heng will politely interact with his peers, and the two of them are not taboo when they open their mouths, and when Yang Yu needs help, Yun Heng will always go all out to help him.

That's so rare, wow!

Wu Xing's body was smashed by Yun Heng with a palm. Turned into strands of flesh and blood, clumps of blood-red mist, revealing bursts of disgusting taste.

Yun Heng beckoned to the blood-red flower, and the blood-red flower flew in front of Yang Yu, slowly spinning, and the crimson color on it seemed to flow out.

Yang Yu frowned and looked at the flowers in front of him. The eyes are staring at the flowers, the delicate colors on them make people yearn, and there is a blood mist in the center of the flowers, and the flowers are like beasts that want to eat people with their mouths open.

Yang Yuruo thought about it, stared blankly at the multi-meter-long flowers, and gradually became stunned.

After a while, the flowers in front of him dissipated, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which made people sick and ugly.

Yun Heng hurriedly asked, "What's the catch?"

Yang Yu was thoughtful. He pondered for a moment before he said, "Bloody, killing, strength!"

"Yes, not quite!" Yun Heng said quietly.

"What's right, what's wrong?"

"This flower represents blood, killing, and strength, but it also represents the essence of this world, the strong can bully the weak, this is a world where the strong are respected, if you don't have a strong cultivation. There will be people who will bully you, so you have to keep improving your cultivation!"

"How far has that come to cultivation?" Yang Yu seemed to have gained.

"Until the pinnacle of this world, there is no living creature in this world stronger than you, until you have the ability to control this world, you can be stable forever, you know?"

"Got it!"

"No, you don't understand!"

"I don't understand?"

"Yes, you don't understand, this truth needs to be understood by you in the future, and now you only know a little bit about it. In the future, the killing and cultivation will slowly let you understand the essence of this world, the fundamental laws of this world. ”

"I kind of understand!" Yang Yu nodded slightly and said, "I understand, I've been taught!"

This moment. Yang Yu seemed to have realized something, and his expression was delighted, as if he gradually liked blood and killing.

But this is definitely different from before, the reason why he killed before was to improve his strength, but at this moment it seems that he really likes the killing itself, and the feeling of liking the killing.

It was a subtle shift in him, perhaps even unaware of himself.

"Okay, I should go to the realm of the Origin God, maybe in half a year, I will be able to break through the first level of the Origin God and enter the middle level!" Yun Heng looked yearning, and said with a smile: "It's so fucking comfortable in the mysterious space, I want to live in the mysterious space forever!"

Yang Yu smiled slightly.

"Hahaha!" Yun Heng smiled proudly, "I've lived for more than a thousand years, and I haven't felt the feeling of entering the realm so quickly, it's so fucking cool!"

"I'm cāo, go back quickly! Now I feel a little crazy when I see you. Yang Yu gave him a helpless look.

"Huh?" Yun Heng hummed dissatisfiedly, and his eyes fell on the mountains and forests.

A high-level powerhouse of the Yuan Master sneakily probed around, and after finding that there was nothing wrong, he urged his strength and prepared to escape from this place.

But he had just escaped a few meters away, and his body was like the high-level powerhouse of the Yuan Master just now, his body suddenly exploded, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere, and his blood was the same as before, and suddenly turned into a blood-colored flower with a diameter of several meters long, which was a little more delicate than the flower just now.

Yang Yu shook his head and sighed unbearably, "I tell you not to move, you are still moving, it's no wonder to me!"

Yang Yu's face was full of regret.

This Lao Yun is such a fucking loser, so many strong people you actually burst out when you say it, and you don't even refine a few Jingyuan Dan for Lao Tzu, what a fucking pity!

At this time, the strong people in the outside world did not dare to move, for fear that Yang Yu would misunderstand.

Yun Heng stretched out his hand, and the delicate blood-colored flower still came to Yang Yu's face, slowly spinning, and the pattern flowers on it implied some kind of magical power of creation.

Smiling slightly, Yang Yu said: "Don't move around, I need a lot of blood-colored flowers to comprehend some more wonderful artistic conception, and please don't rush to become the flower of my artistic conception!"

After speaking, Yang Yu slowly closed his eyes, and the soul power was released, which secretly coincided with the speed of the flower's rotation, and he carefully felt the strange killing artistic conception inside the flower, the standard of this world.

A few minutes later, the blood-colored flowers exploded, turning into a faint blood mist and dissipating into the void, only adding a bit of bloody power.

This time, he realized more deeply and clearly.

He really wanted to kill some more people, and then continue to comprehend this wonderful situation and achieve a unique artistic conception, but this idea was ruthlessly extinguished by him as soon as it was born.

Yun Heng's soul reluctantly returned to the mysterious space, and the faint pressure in the air disappeared, but the bloody qi that still existed did not disappear.

Yang Yu smiled slightly, his body fell to the martial arts arena in front of those heavenly gates, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone show up! Don't hide it! With the speed of walking, he slowly came to me. ”

As soon as the words fell, the branches and leaves on the surrounding trees kept shaking, and one by one the strong men appeared one after another, flying towards the martial arts arena.

All of them were as slow as an old lady walking, and they didn't dare to go a little faster, and no one dared to fly at a normal speed, for fear that the strong man behind the Heavenly Gate would misunderstand and burst their bodies and turn them into a blood-colored flower.

A strong person turns into a blood-colored flower, as if it is a moment of time, as if it is easy, so that they dare not act rashly!

After a while, more than 20 strong people arrived one by one, all of them had a strong breath on their bodies, and their cultivation was extremely exquisite, and the lowest cultivation was in the middle level of the Yuan Master.

"Kun Yuan has seen the Yang Sect Master!"

"Kun Hao has seen the Yang Sect Master!"

"Hello Yang Sect Master!"

......

Those strong people were apprehensive in their hearts, forced their faces to laugh, and kept greeting Yang Yu, with different smiles on their faces.

They have to be nervous!

The strong man behind the Heavenly Gate turned a Yuan Shi powerhouse into a blood-colored flower, which was extremely easy, and it was not much difficult to pinch an ant to death.

Yang Yu suddenly remembered what Yun Heng had said, when Du Cheng asked Yun Heng: Has your cultivation exceeded the Yuanzong realm and reached the Yuanshi realm?

At the beginning, Yun Heng replied: Master Yuan? I pinched hundreds to death in my heyday, which is not much different from pinching an ant to death.

Yang Yu was shocked.

It seems that Lao Yun is not boasting, it seems that it has shrunk a little!

Yun Heng is now a soul body, and without a body, he can't exert all his strength, at most he can exert three or five percent of his strength, but watching him kill a Yuan Master powerhouse is as casual as pinching a chicken to death.

Su Mengqi slowly walked in front of Yang Yu and asked softly, "What happened just now, how can I have a familiar feeling?"

Yang Yu smiled and said lightly: "I'll explain this matter to you in the evening! Now just deal with this matter in front of you first!"

Su Mengqi nodded very obediently, and smiled euphemistically at Yang Yu, her eyes full of happiness.

When everyone saw Su Mengqi's appearance, a few people coveted Su Mengqi's beauty, and they only felt that the lower body was swollen, which almost made them show their ugliness, but when they thought of the strength of the person behind Tianmen, their hearts became cold.