This giant seemed to have his head up to the sky, his feet on the ground, and a huge aura was like a rolling wave of air, pressing down on everyone.

"It's not good, retreat, it's a trap"!

The white-faced scholar was shocked, and his figure retreated sharply. But most of the rest were still in shock and couldn't back down.

The giant's hands suddenly clenched, and a bronze spear of three hundred zhang appeared in his hand, and with a roar, it swept around at an extremely fast speed.

Countless blood mist suddenly burst out between heaven and earth, and under Lu Feng's blow, at least thousands of monks fell!

Countless heads flew away and piled up behind Lu Feng, dozens of feet high, with deep fear in their eyes.

In the void, two figures walked out coughing up blood, and glanced at each other, with horror in their eyes, it was the two half-step Divine Transformation Cultivators.

"Hurry up, this person is not something we can deal with", the old demon of Montenegro roared, stretched out his hand to tear a crack, and was about to get in.

In the distance, the giant's eyes flashed, and the bronze giant spear flashed in the air, and it fell into the crack in an instant.

A scream faintly came from the crack, and before the crack closed, a storage bag and a human head flew out, the storage bag was grabbed by Lu Feng in his hand, and the human head was piled on the human head tower.

The spear in Lu Feng's hand did not stop, and he turned it around and stabbed directly at another crack that was constantly healing.

"Fellow Daoist, let me live, I," before the old man Ouyang could finish speaking, the spear pierced the crack without hesitation, blasting him along with the sacrificial rule realm.

Lu Feng threw Old Man Ouyang's head back and looked around.

The rest of the people's scalps were about to explode, and they fled frantically to the sky, and the two half-step god cultivators were stabbed to death with two spears, what kind of monster is this!

Lu Feng waved the spear in his hand, stepped out, opened and closed widely, and countless monks were shocked into a blood mist in the screams, leaving only the head and storage bag to be put away by Lu Feng.

In just a few moments, this sea area completely turned blood-red, and countless corpses and corpses were floating in the sea.

Lu Feng put away his spear, sacrificed his bone bow, and condensed arrows with spiritual power, shooting them continuously, each arrow taking the lives of dozens or even hundreds of people.

In just a few moments, Lu Feng had already shot dozens of arrows, and there was no one in the surrounding sea area.

Lu Feng put away the bone bow, his face was indifferent, and there seemed to be a rain of blood in the air, constantly falling into the sea, these were the blood of the monks who died under the arrows.

With a wave of Lu Feng's big hand, countless heads flew from all directions, landed behind him, and formed a tower with a human head, then returned to the size of ordinary people and headed towards Yongze Island.

After Lu Feng left, this sea area gradually calmed down, and after a while, a path of light fell here.

"This, this", the comers were all stunned, looking at the countless stumps floating in the sea of blood under their feet, their faces turned pale.

"Quick, go back and inform the sect of this", after a short shock, the people who came set up their lights and rushed back desperately.

After a while, the entire Chaotic Demon Sea was in an uproar, this matter was far beyond their bearing, and everyone was sincerely afraid, for fear that Lu Feng would come to the door, after all, most of the people besieging Lu Feng were from their sect.

At this time, Lu Feng was about to rush to Yongze Island, but the strange thing was that there was no one around.

Lu Feng didn't know that this matter had spread all over the Chaotic Demon Sea in a very short period of time, and the cultivators even knew that Lu Feng was rushing towards Yongze Island, who would dare to touch his brows.

Far away on Tiger Robe Island, Hehuan Sect.

Ning Meijun, the sect leader of the Hehuan Sect, grabbed the sound transmission jade talisman in her hand, and at the same time showed a look of disbelief in her eyes, she was even more happy.

A whole 10,000 monks, it is said that there are 100 Yuan Babies among them, and there are even two half-step Transformation Divine Cultivators, all of them are dead, no one knows how they died in the hands of Lu Feng, just a short moment, all of them fell!

Nagasawa Island, south.

In the past, the lively market was now empty and very quiet.

Above the clouds, a figure steps in the void, the feet seem to be stepping on auspicious clouds, the posture is upright, dressed in white, a human head tower that seems to connect the heaven and the earth, following behind him, at a glance, it makes people's scalp numb.

"This mad demon can't go to the Evil Sect, right?" A young man looked at Lu Feng's back as he gradually moved away, and said in a low voice.

"I think it's very likely, it seems that Yongze Island will not be peaceful", someone sighed, but excitement flashed in his eyes.

It has been many, many years, and no one dares to challenge the status of the evil sect.

Nagasawa Island, Chubu.

This is the place with the most abundant spiritual power in the entire Yongze Island, and it is also where the evil sect is located, and it is rumored that there is more than one vein of high-grade spirit stone underground.

At this moment, the evil sect is very lively, and there are great joy lanterns hanging everywhere.

Under the main peak, tens of thousands of layers of bluestone steps are covered with red silk, extending from the top of the main peak all the way to the foot of the mountain.

There are countless rare and exotic beasts flying in the sky, spitting out long red ribbons from their mouths, flying constantly, in the sky and on the ground, a festive color.

On the top of the mountain, there is a huge palace, which is cast of white jade, and above the palace is the white clouds. Looking from afar, it is like a pavilion in the clouds, and the momentum is magnificent.

Tens of thousands of monks are visiting the peak, pushing cups and changing lamps, and there are countless beautiful women interspersed among them, bending down to pour wine from time to time.

On the high platform not far away, dozens of women with light veils on their faces, dressed in five-colored neon clothes, danced and had a wonderful posture.

After the high platform, there are layers of stairs, there are hundreds of steps, but this step, all of them are made of upper-level spirit stones, and the aura is rich, which shows that the evil sect is rich and rich.

On both sides of the steps, there are monks sitting on them, ranging from the early stage of the Yuan Infant to the consummation of the Yuan Infant, and there are hundreds.

At the top of the steps, there is a dragon chair, the four claws are the chair legs, the dragon body is the chair seat, the dragon head is the back of the chair, and there is a middle-aged man with a solemn face sitting on it, with a white face and a trace of yin in the corners of his eyes, it is the sect master of the evil sect, Bei Kun.

Beside Bei Kun sat a woman wearing a red wedding dress, embroidered with a lifelike phoenix, light makeup, and a pair of bright eyes under the curved willow eyebrows, elegant and refined, charming but not bewitching.

Bei Kun looked at the woman beside him, his eyes showing excitement and a hint of hidden worry.

The mutant spirit root is born extraordinary, and it is the darling of the Heavenly Dao, if someone does something wrong to it, it will definitely cause the disgust of the Heavenly Dao in the underworld.

Therefore, Bei Kun will take great pains to put on a banquet, which means to hide from the sky and cross the sea, marry Xiaoyan into the door, prove his reputation, and then use it as a furnace, so that it can be foolproof.

After arriving at the gods, mastering the rules is already a real step out of the avenue, three thousand avenues, three thousand paths, and you can turn into a god by finding one.

It must be known that this rule is the power of the rules between heaven and earth, so the monks after the transformation of the gods are in awe of the heavenly way in the underworld, and they are generally unwilling to easily deal with it.

(End of chapter)