Ma Yue held the talisman seal in his hand, stimulating the endless power in the talisman seal, and countless sharp blades were indestructible.

Looking at Ji Fei, who was forced into a defensive state, Ma Yue showed a violent look on his face.

"Killing you first is the first step on my long path to enlightenment!"

Ma Yue's expression was hideous, and without saying a word, the spiritual power on his body surged to stimulate the greatest power of this treasure.

But at this moment, a roar roared, and this treasure flashed with a strange green glow, and its power was great...... From a distance, this treasure seems to tear the void, and there are faint black cracks around the afterimage that crosses, which is surprising!

The cultivation in the late stage of fetal breath is also like the light of a grain of rice in front of this treasure, and it is difficult to compete with the bright moon.

Seeing this, Ma Yue threw the rune seal in his hand into the wind, suddenly increasing several times, and the runes jumped in the brilliant golden light and instantly covered him in it......

At the same time, the rapid speed of Wankun Zhong seemed to produce a strange illusion in Ma Yue's eyes, and in an instant, a small clock increased several times in an instant, traversing the void.

Jingle ......

A crisp sound mixed with endless power resounded in the void, like the sound of the end of the heavenly kingdom that was chanted.

With Wankun Bell as the center, a terrifying spiritual power visible to the naked eye seemed to be rippling with rolling waves.

Although it seems unremarkable, there is a kind of urging sound in this wave of bells.

This majesty kills ghosts and kills Buddhas when encountering Buddhas, as if a pair of eyes are surging towards Ma Yue.

With a loud bang, a cloud and mist rose up at the place where the Wankun Bell and the Fu Seal collided, and the sound was against the sky.

Endless flying sand and rocks erupted, and the sand and stones were like flying arrows off the string, implying great destructive power in the fierceness!

At this time, Ji Fei's face was pale, and he held a trace of red-like existence in his hand, which was the remaining two and a half threads of artistic conception. Although it is only a half-way artistic conception, Ji Fei is able to arouse the avenue artistic conception implied by the Dao Instrument Wankun Zhong with a trace of half-artistic conception!

The power in Wankun Zhong caused by this, in Ji Fei's opinion, was still far from what he expected.

Ji Fei stood on the mountain made of eighteen grains of golden sand, watching a black shadow fly upside down in this violent impact, and a monstrous red erupted with this black shadow......

At this time, Ma Yue was seriously injured when Wan Kun Zhong inspired a trace of Dao Realm!

It can be seen that the power of a Taoist weapon like Wankun Zhong is so terrifying.

However, this time, Ji Fei only used a trace of half-Dao artistic conception to stimulate the Dao realm in the Dao device, and did not fully exert the power of Wankun Zhong at all.

Otherwise, if Wan Kun Zhong really struck a blow, I am afraid that a monk in the late stage of fetal breath could only turn into a puddle of powder under this blow and annihilate in the endless nothingness.

The result will only be more serious than this, and it will never be as harmonious as it is in front of him, and Ma Yue will never just vomit blood.

However, Ji Fei himself also paid a great price, after all, with his current cultivation in the early stage of fetal breath, if he wants to stimulate the Dao realm in the Dao Weapon, even if it is only the slightest, it is also a means to go against the sky, so Ji Fei's face is pale on the surface, and his dantian is also empty.

Even the colorful light on his dantian against the heavens and the divine wood was a little dull!

The Divine Tree against the Sky is a supreme existence in his heart, and it is also a great achievement to be able to make this Divine Wood suffer the slightest trauma, and if Ma Yue is dead, his record is enough to mark the annals of history.

Ji Fei thought evil in his heart, but he took out a spirit stone again and frantically absorbed the spiritual power.

Looking into the distance, a black figure gradually faded away, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

With a click, the spirit stone in Ji Fei's hand turned into a puddle of powder and went away with the wind.

It is an indisputable fact that the Heavenly Divine Tree can help Ji Fei absorb spiritual power at a speed several times faster than that of ordinary monks. In this regard, Ji Fei checked the information and compared it with ordinary monks, and he had long been familiar with it and was accustomed to it.

However, if an ordinary monk saw this, he would definitely fall his jaw in surprise, and with such a rapid speed of absorbing spiritual power, it would not be surprising that his cultivation would improve so quickly.

The Wankun Bell in the void was still slowly shaking, Ji Fei snorted coldly when he saw this, and with a big move, the bell flew towards his hand with a wailing sound.

After all, Wan Kun Zhong is the Taoist weapon of the Desperate Valley to suppress the mountain gate, although he Yujian shit luck to get this treasure, but if he wants to manipulate this treasure to the point of doing whatever he wants, it is delusional.

Then Ji Fei made another big move, and eighteen grains of gold sand appeared in his hand, and after putting it in the storage bag, he didn't say a word, and took a step, just about to pursue the remnants of the black figure.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, an undodgable cold light suddenly shot towards his throat.

The faint cold light was reflected in Ji Fei's eyes, and his eyes were full of horror!

Already unconsciously, Ji Fei's feet suddenly remembered a soft groan, like a dragon's groan, and the wind was blowing under his feet, making a strange whining sound.

At the same time, at this critical moment, his figure leaned up, and he retreated more than ten centimeters for no reason.

With a snort, a snake sword sliced through his shirt, a trail of blood on his chest.

In an instant, drops of blood slowly oozed out along the bloodstains......

Ji Fei was in a cold sweat, his back was like a man, and he looked at the person in front of him in shock.

This man was covered in blood, there was no trace of cleanliness all over his body, some of the dirty blood sticky places were all sand and stones, his clothes were in tatters, except for a few rags to cover the vital points, nothing else!

This person's legs were white, but if he looked closely, he was a slag of white bones, and the blood was long gone.

This person is so embarrassed, it's not Ma Yue, who else?

Ma Yue's face was hideous, and he missed the key point with one blow, and without saying a word, the snake sword in his hand was waved again and again.

At the same time, Ji Fei's body had already flown upside down for several feet, and a fast gold brick appeared in his hand at some point, not to mention that Ji Fei smashed this brick into Ma Yue in fear.

All this happened in a flash of light, but in a few breaths, Ji Fei had already made so many movements under his feet and hands.

Even some actions are made unconsciously, such as the kind of unconscious dragon trick**, which of course depends on Ji Fei's comprehension of the dragon trick to reach a very high level.

Ji Fei didn't expect that it was the Dragon Jue that saved his life at the last moment!

This set** was created by a cultivator, and this madman once predicted that this ** alone could shatter the void and drift away, which is really weird.

However, this set of ** still has unique power in terms of speed.

The gold brick roared across the void, and in the blink of an eye, it was about to smash into Ma Yue's face......

Ma Yue was not lightly injured under the blow of Wankun Zhong, and with such a heavy blow from the gold brick, he would definitely not be able to dodge it in his current state!

But at the moment when the gold brick approached Ma Yue, Ji Fei frowned, made a big move, and the roaring gold brick stopped abruptly, Ji Fei thought about it, and then the gold brick flew into his hand and disappeared.

At this time, Ma Yue was still wielding the snake sword ten zhang away from Ji Fei.

Every move and style of his work is so messy, without the slightest order, as if every move he swings out is done unconsciously.

Ji Fei's divine sense reached out, and after a moment, he couldn't help but gasp.

Ma Yue has been dead for a long time!

But Ma Yue in front of him was still wielding the snake sword in his hand......

This state is really weird, obviously a dead person, but this person is still unconsciously doing what he thought before death after death.

In an instant, a certain heartstring in Ji Fei's heart seemed to be gently plucked by an invisible liliang......

This person is a man of mind who is rare in the world!

Ji Fei sighed softly, walked to Ma Yue's dead body, and pointed at Ma Yue's forehead, who was still unconsciously wielding the snake sword, and suddenly the person fell to the ground with a thud and never got up again.

"What is it that Liliang can make you do such a defiant act?

Is it to give Wutian an answer? Or is it your firm belief in preaching? Or is it a certain belief in your heart?

No one in the world will ever understand what Ma Yue was thinking before he died, perhaps it was very simple, that is, to kill Ji Fei.

Ji Fei sighed, there is no doubt that this opponent is definitely admirable!

Then Ji Fei's fingers shook slightly, and a trace of flame appeared in his hand, gently waving on Ma Yue's dead body, and suddenly this person and the snake sword in his hand completely turned into dust in the thick flames.

The snake sword is no longer of much use to Ji Fei now, since he found that the Qingyun sword technique is really powerful, and it is difficult for ordinary swords to wield the power of this sword technique, so Ji Fei has never felt the slightest interest in the snake sword in Ma Yue's hand.

As for Ma Yue's storage bag, he has long since disappeared without a trace.

Ji Fei looked around for a moment, then his body flashed, and he disappeared into the lush green of the forest.

......

At this time, somewhere dozens of miles outside the Dead City, two figures were frantically attacking one person, this person was frightened, it was Sun Ming who had taken the lead with the Pure Demon Core before.

He was dealing with the attacks of the two like madmen, and he felt a sense of exhaustion, and Sun Ming also knew the two of them, who had been following Ma Yue before and never spoke.

At this time, Sun Ming had a feeling of regret in his heart, although he knew before that the six people would never hand over the Pure Demon Core to him so easily, but Sun Ming didn't expect the trouble to come so quickly.

This place is only dozens of miles away from the city, and seeing that victory is imminent, they are blocked by the two.

Sun Ming showed a look of deep worry in his eyes, and at this moment, he was distracted, and he was accidentally hit in the chest by a person and a punch, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Sun Ming's body couldn't help but fly upside down, and he looked at the two of them in horror: "If you two want this demon core, give it to you, but you must ......"

He hadn't finished his words yet, but seeing a hint of red in the eyes of the two, the two of them rushed wildly towards Sun Ming's figure, and they stiffened in place and didn't move a bit.