The realm of long-cherished wishes has completely become Wu Buyong's home field. Feng Jueyu feels that his constant speculation and practice with ghost skeletons over the past month has gone to the dog's belly. He can't even use "Impermanence Lock" and "Impermanence Lock".

"Blood Infant Curse" had no chance. Wu Buyong's personal performance alone completely blocked the encirclement and attack of the six masters.

If it weren't for the hard battle in the previous dozens of days, Feng Jueyu believed that Wu Buyong would not be able to match him even if he came to the next six peaks of Xuanzhao.

This is clearly the cultivation level of Chongyang Realm.

The spiritual method Wu Buyong performed was unheard of by everyone present. The tall mountains no longer looked like stone-lifting techniques. They were truly powerful spiritual methods similar to the mountain-moving technique. The mountains soared into the sky, and the beautiful scenery of the long-cherished wishland was...

It is so inferior that between heaven and earth, it seems that this mountain is the only one standing tall.

"Mountain Moving Technique."

Wu Buyong's eyes were red, and he let out a hysterical roar desperately. He waved his arms, and the huge mountain rushed towards Ren Zhiming and the six-eyed ghost boy in an instant.

In an instant, everyone's hearts were in their throats, as if a big hand appeared out of thin air and tightly grasped their hearts, which was extremely suffocating.

Ren Zhiming and the six-eyed ghost boy had forgotten to run away. They were filled with horror. They raised their heads and looked at the coming of the giant mountain. They suddenly felt that they had become extremely small.

Comparatively speaking, their so-called Xuanzhao peak cultivation level is as high as heaven and earth compared to Wu Buyong.

Heaven and earth cannot be compared.

The only thing they can do now is to stand there and wait for disaster to come.

The huge mountain pressed to the top, and the space under the mountain collapsed. The lens-like debris fragmented at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into tens of thousands of flying arrows that rolled up aimlessly at the scene.

These space fragments were sharper than the jade magic weapon. Seeing that the situation was not good, Fatty Sun and Li Yigou let out strange screams at the same time and fled towards the outside of the realm of long-cherished wishes.

"No, it's a mysterious method."

"Oh my god, it's a mysterious method. It's such a terrifying power."

"..."

For a moment, the woods turned into a mess, and everyone turned into bereaved dogs and fled into the distance. At this time, anyone who still cares about the position of Lord of Fuyou City is a typical idiot.

Even Feng Jueyu didn't dare to stay where he was. The giant mountain could trace shadows. Although he couldn't hurt himself, the space fragments that were squeezed and shattered were invisible. Feng Jueyu immediately changed.

It turned into a ball of wind and sand, rushing towards Zhu Yizhi at lightning speed. Xuan Zhong's possessed sword danced into a wind wheel, chopping down all the flying arrows. At the critical moment, Feng Jueyu pulled him up and sat in the pavilion.

Zhu Yizhi flew away in the opposite direction and stopped only at the edge of the realm of long-cherished wishes.

Immediately after, Feng Jueyu hurriedly danced his long sword, Ling Luo chopped off the space debris, and after a lot of tossing, he cleared the nearby area without affecting Zhu Yizhi.

When Feng Jueyu turned his gaze to the center of the forest again, Ren Zhiming and the six-eyed ghost boy were already pressed down by the mountain.

A vacuum zone appeared in the long-cherished wishland where hundreds of flowers bloomed, and the violent spiritual energy suddenly shrank from the ground, and reunited towards the peak with the high mountain as the center.

There was deathly silence all around. Countless soul cultivators looked at the only Wu Buyong in the sky with dumbfounded eyes. Feeling the tyranny of the sky and the earth, everyone retreated back in fear.

Including Fatty Sun and Li Yigou, they all quickly left the battlefield.

Although there were still a few hours left and the battle ended early, Wu Buyong shocked the whole audience with his superior cultivation. This could be seen from the fact that Fatty Sun and Li Yigou left. They were already afraid.

, fear arises from the heart.

At the beginning, Feng Jueyu planned to show off his talents, but he never thought that Wu Buyong would steal the limelight, but a little limelight was fine. Wu Buyong's changes were what worried Feng Jueyu the most.

It was obvious that Wu Buyong's spiritual skills were not learned by him, otherwise he wouldn't have had to fight to a draw with him in Xijiaolin.

Night slowly fell, and the huge mountains gradually disappeared, as if they had never appeared...

In the quiet realm of long-cherished wishes, the occasional breeze blew gently, bringing with it the unpleasant smell of corpses everywhere. The last few hours were surprisingly spent in silence, and no one shouted to take off the wind.

The heads of Jue Yu and Wu Buyong.

However, the closer it got to the end of the second difficulty, the lower Feng Jueyu's mood became.

Wu Buyong shocked the soul cultivators with his extreme cultivation level. This was certainly a good thing, but Feng Jueyu couldn't be happy at all. It seemed that Wu Buyong, who had an open-minded nature and talked to him about everything, was far away from him.

It's getting further and further away.

"call!"

I don't know when, a breeze blew in the distance, so gentle that people couldn't notice it. However, it was after this breeze blew that Feng Jueyu realized that the soul masters in his field of vision had disappeared in an instant, and even the corpses on the ground had disappeared.

Disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

The land of long-cherished wishes is still as fascinating as ever, with thousands of trees, flowers in bloom, buzzing butterflies, and gurgling streams...

Feng Jueyu breathed a sigh of relief at first, and then became tense again. It was obvious that the time had come, but facing the final test, Feng Jueyu found that he had lost the calmness and calmness of the past. It seemed that the confidence that had always supported him was still there.

It seemed to have dissipated in an instant.

"Brother Wu." His eyes turned to Wu Buyong, who had been standing there for a long time without moving. Feng Jueyu just called out softly.

Wu Buyong turned around, still as tall and as thick as a mountain, with a gentle smile on his face.

"Just now you..." Feng Jueyu wanted to ask why? What happened? However, when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them hard.

He really couldn't figure it out. Wu Buyong now felt to him as if there was a screen in the middle, full of mystery and elusiveness, or even a stranger.

"You want to ask me why I became so powerful?" Wu Buyong suddenly spoke.

Feng Jueyu nodded subconsciously. At this moment, a hearty laughter rang out from outside the realm of long-cherished wishes: "Haha, congratulations to you two for overcoming the second difficulty."

Looking along the direction of the sound, Lusong walked into the realm of long-cherished wishes with leisurely steps. The old man was still so amiable and kind-hearted. Unfortunately, Feng Jueyu couldn't win the slightest favor this time. On the contrary, he was

Full of suspicion about the appearance of green pine.

Feng Jueyu is now full of questions. These questions have accumulated around Wu Buyong's changes little by little. It can be said that his changes have already begun since the three of them walked into the Forest of Disillusionment, but at the beginning

At that time, Feng Jueyu didn't notice it. By the time he realized it, Wu Buyong had become unrecognizable to him.

Although there are all kinds of puzzles in his heart, Feng Jueyu can't tell the truth after all, and he can't fall out with Lusong. But if he is asked to take these questions to the next level of the test, Feng Jueyu will say nothing.

Will agree.

Seeing Lu Song walking in, Feng Jueyu hurriedly raised his hands and said, "Thank you, senior, for showing mercy." What he meant behind his words was that there were tens of thousands of Soul Clan pursuers. If Lu Song hadn't been a hindrance, how could the two of them have only encountered each other?

Among these twos and threes, there is not even a master of the Chongyang Realm.

Lusong nodded understandingly and laughed out loud: "You don't have to thank me. Originally, this second level was set based on your two cultivation levels. The six Xuanzhao peaks are already your limit. I don't want to

They will deliberately make things difficult for you, but of course they will not violate the rules and meaning of the existence of the Lost Plains."

They were all sensible people, and Lu Song was too lazy to be pretentious. After hearing this, Feng Jueyu thanked him, then secretly glanced at Wu Buyong and asked, "Senior, can you tell this junior that Brother Wu..."

Just in the middle of what he said, Lusong narrowed his eyes and interrupted: "You want to ask where the spiritual magic he uses comes from, right?"

Feng Jueyu was stunned and secretly thought that this old man was very thoughtful and could understand his thoughts with just a few words.

Lusong smiled mysteriously: "If my guess is good, you will know it soon."

Feng Jueyu became silent, Lusong became weird, and Wu Buyong became even weirder, including Zhu Yizhi. At this time, they seemed to be a whole, but he seemed to be isolated by something.

Lusong coughed slightly, let go of his voice and said loudly: "You have passed the second level, and now there is only the last level left. This level is not difficult. I just want to ask you a question."

"What's the problem?" Feng Jueyu asked casually, knowing it wasn't that simple.

Lusong pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "Are you still willing to leave here now?"

"certainly."

"I changed my mind."

Just when the question was asked, Feng Jueyu chose yes almost without hesitation. He said "of course". However, what surprised him was that Wu Buyong actually gave the opposite answer.

What the hell? Feng Jueyu was shocked. He must know that the three of them chose to advance and retreat together before clearing the level. Wu Buyong betrayed him like this. What should he do?

"Brother Wu? What do you mean?" Feng Jueyu's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and there was a faint rebuke in his tone when he asked.

Wu Buyong took a breath and replied without flinching: "Brother Feng, after these days of traveling in the disillusionment forest, I suddenly feel that everything in the outside world cannot be compared to this place. Wu has been in Wu Zong since he was a child.

Isn't it just to practice hard to reach the top one day and be among the strong? And here is the best place to practice. Instead of returning to Wu Zong to continue wasting time, why not stay here to live in seclusion and escape from the world. I believe that soon

After that, I will definitely break through the divine way and reach the realm of heaven."
Chapter completed!