"Puffy!"

Flesh and blood were rising, screaming!

Above the Shura land, a man was in the air, and his black battle robe kept ringing, standing proudly.

Thick dragon power and evil spirits were constantly rising up, turning into substance. Under his feet, a dark golden dragon shadow carried his body and slowly floated.

This person is Wu Yangyu in a series of battles.

This was the fourth day he had entered the Shura Land. As time went by, the originally seemingly fat sheep was clearly a terrifying wolf in the eyes of everyone.

During these four days, all the opponents Wu Yangyu encountered were master-level figures, and most of them were in the second level of heaven, so there were naturally powerful figures in the third level of heaven.

However, once you encounter Wu Yangyu, you will lose with serious injuries and death!

"A cruel guy, how cruel this guy is... He will either die or be injured when he takes action!"

In the dark.

A strong man couldn't help swallowing.

He whispered in shock and timidity in his eyes.

"Let's go!"

far away.

A strong man wearing a blood-colored cloak and with a sharp look on his eyes shouted in a deep voice.

This person is a strong man at the peak of the third level of Wuzong. There are many supporters around him. However, after paying attention to Wu Yangyu's consecutive battles, the other party already felt that even if he took action, he would not be able to get benefits at all.

"That seems to be Zhou Wu..."

"He is a person ranked at the peak of the third level of the Wuzong level... he actually chose to leave directly. Is he not sure?"

Looking at the figure of the strong man in the blood-colored cloak leaving, bursts of exclamations couldn't help but spread.

"Even the peak of the third level of Wuzong level can't do anything to him. Could it be that this guy can already fight against those people? What is the origin of this person? How could he be such a monster?"

Amid the discussion, Wu Yangyu didn't care at all, but felt helpless in his heart:

"It seems that no one has taken action against me in a short period of time. Unfortunately, I still want to continue to accumulate some of the marks of death..."

If Wu Yangyu's thoughts were spread at this moment, it would definitely cause the group to be speechless. No one would have thought that Wu Yangyu's successive battles would not even cover up his own cultivation, and the purpose was to accumulate more death marks.

but.

In these battles, Wu Yangyu not only gained an astonishing number of death marks, but also gained a new understanding and consolidation of his own strength.

After entering the Wuzong level, Wu Yangyu's dragon scale dominance defense and combat power naturally increased exponentially. Moreover, after entering the Grandmaster, the control of various forces was almost transformed, which also led to the control of ice and lightning power even more convenient when he took action.

It was almost completely integrated into the battle, and lightning was sucked and spitted out in a casual manner, forming a paralysis effect. Since the frozen attribute of the ice power suddenly formed the ice domain last time, even if the ice domain disappeared completely in the end, its own ice power has increased exponentially.

With the increase in paralysis, freezing, and even Wu Yangyu had not even used the "Dao Domain of Guns" and "Daoyuan Candlelight" and had already ignored the powerful people at the third level of Wuzong level.

Of course, Wu Yangyu was quite concerned about the guy named Zhou Wu who left just now. After the peak of the third level of heaven, he was already very powerful in exerting his power, so Wu Yangyu asked himself that he still had to use some of the trump cards.

"At my level, except for the peak of the third level, the rest can be ignored. As for the powerful people in the fourth level, if they use all their trump cards, including the means of formation, they are also qualified to compete with the other party... As long as they are not at the peak of the fourth level, I will not be in too many dangers along the way!"

After thinking, Wu Yangyu stopped stopping.

The figure flickered, and flew quickly towards one direction in a void.

Now the death mark on his body has accumulated to a certain extent. Even if he continues to fight here, the amount he obtains is limited. Therefore, Wu Yangyu plans to exchange part of the death mark on his body.

According to the road map given by the Ghost Dragon, a green divine monument that was hundreds of feet high was soon presented to his sight.

The divine monument stands in a simple and simple manner. A mysterious aura comes to your face from a distance.

On this, countless runes are engraved, gathering together like living things, forming crystal rays of light, which look sacred and extraordinary.

"Exchange the God Monument..."

Staring at the green divine monument, Wu Yangyu murmured.

This exchange for the divine monument is Wu Yangyu’s purpose this time.

As long as the mark of death is infused into it, the divine objects that are qualified to be exchanged for.

These divine objects include martial arts, martial arts, secret techniques, magical weapons, magical weapons, spiritual aggregates of heaven and earth, and so on.

Each exchange requires a thousand death marks. Such a huge number naturally discourages many strong people.

More than that.

Even if you are qualified to exchange items, you may not be able to exchange for useful items every time. There are even a few people who spend a thousand death marks and end up exchanged for one first-grade pill.

This kind of example is not unique, there are even many.

At the beginning, in the battle between Wu Yangyu and Bai Liuyu, the demon shield activated by the other party was obtained from this exchange for the divine monument. It was an evil force that could protect the other party's safety, but it was not invincible in terms of quality.

"Let's go and take a look... The five thousand-year-old spiritual god grass only needs ten death marks to trade!"

"Five death marks were taken away from the fragments of the ancient divine sword!"

"If you miss this place, you will regret it endlessly. You only need a hundred death marks to exchange for this strange treasure. This is a rare thousand..."

Getting closer.

A burst of hawking sounds suddenly came.

I saw stalls appearing not far from this monument to exchange for the gods.

These stall owners are basically at the level of the second level of Wuzong. They are so popular when facing people coming and going.

This scene made Wu Yangyu feel stunned.

This is a powerful man at the Wuzong level. Among the ancient clan, they are all ancestor-level figures, but now they are hawking like a group of vendors, which makes them feel like they destroy Wu Yangyu's three views.

"When did the strong Wuzong master be so worthless?"

In a strange mood, Wu Yangyu couldn't help but say to himself.

"Oh, it failed again... the thousand death marks that I had collected took a lot of effort, but they were just exchanged for a third-grade pill. If I had known it, I might as well sell the death mark."

Not far away, a middle-aged man was depressed with bitterness.

"You're fine. Although the third-grade pill is nothing, it's much better than redeeming it with a stubborn stone... Not long ago, there was a strong man who spent two opportunities, and they were all useless stubborn stones."

Beside the other party, one of them comforted him.

"Two chances? Stubborn stone? Wouldn't that meant that this guy consumed two thousand death marks?"

The eyes of the prime of life suddenly lit up.

Everything obviously needs to be compared. Relatively speaking, these three elixirs are really a world of difference compared to the stubborn stone, and the latter's mood is obviously much better.

"Unfortunately, this is the only chance. Now the mark of death is controlled by those guys. It is very difficult for us to plunder. Even if we kill it again, we have already been snatched by those strong people. It is difficult for the accumulation of the mark of death to come to power."

The young man said in a sigh.

"It doesn't matter. There is no chance to enter the sect this time. We have just experienced the path of death, but there are too few death marks on our bodies and they are not enough to see them. Let's sell them..."

Such discussions also made Wu Yangyu understand what the function of these stalls is.

If you want to enter the sect, you must need a death mark. If the death mark is too small, it is useless to keep it. It is better to trade it out.

"The rumors of this exchange for the divine monument can be exchanged for unsuccessful divine objects. There are some magical things that are rare even among the sects. I originally wanted to try my luck, but I never thought that I was so lucky."

There was another discussion around.

"I see……"

Such words also solved the only confusion in Wu Yangyu's heart.

According to his understanding, since the death mark is so important, why do we still need to use the divine monument to exchange it? It is obviously a matter of trying our luck.

"The number of death marks I have now is very large, so I can try it once or twice..."

While thinking, suddenly, a burst of exclamation appeared in the crowd ahead.

"It's Zhou Wu!"

"He is about to start again... Not long ago, but he exchanged the stubborn stone twice. I don't know what luck this time is."

"With his strength, he has a great grasp of entering the sect. If he exchanges for some precious and magical things before entering, it will also be of great benefit to the future."

As the conversation was heard, sure enough, a figure wearing a blood-colored cloak was coming here.

It was the peak peak powerhouse of Wu Yangyu, a Wuzong-level Wushen.

"Zhou Wu..."

Looking at this person, Wu Yangyu also had some impression. After all, this person's cultivation is indeed extraordinary. It is very difficult to encounter the peak level of the third level. Originally, Wu Yangyu planned to plunder it from this person.

Around Zhou Wu, the supporters were also nervous. After all, they followed Zhou Wu and were attracted by the other party's strength and potential. If he could enter the sect, they would have various benefits.

"Swish!"

Zhou Wu had no expression on his face, his palms quickly raised, and a series of death marks rushed towards the exchange divine monument.

The latter was like a giant elephant absorbing water and completely swallowing it.

"Boom..."

Quickly, on the surface of the exchanged divine monument, all the engraved runes came alive, and the light was endless. In the bright light, illusory lights and shadows began to alternate with each other.

"Buzz!"

Time flies, and the alternating light and shadows paused quickly, and one of the light and shadows turned from virtual to real, quickly shooting towards Zhou Wu...
Chapter completed!