After thinking about it, Feng Jueyu could only decide on one goal. This goal was so lofty that ordinary people could not even imagine it. Even the original Dragon King stood up and raised his arms in the palace and shouted: I want to

If he becomes a god, he will probably become the laughing stock of the world.

However, Feng Jueyu knew that Feng Chenlian would never deceive him...

The path to becoming a god must exist.

Although I learned many secrets from Feng Chenlian, the most important ones were not mentioned at all by Feng Chenlian, such as how to get out of the Cold Extreme Realm? Why did the wind whirlpool in the eye of the formation only teleport to Fengchenlian alone?

These are all unsolved mysteries.

It's just that Feng Da Killer has no time to think about it now. The whereabouts of Feng Yixue, Huang Tianjue and Yang Tuo are unknown. Only Long Yan is still in the Hongyuan space. They must be found as soon as possible.

Running along the path in the mountains, Feng Jueyu sensed in his consciousness that a large gathering of warriors was just a few miles away. It didn't take long for Feng Jueyu to see countless warriors sitting on a majestic mountain.

Feng Jueyu was not surprised by what he saw in front of him. There were no less than 10,000 people from the Twelve Royal Family, plus hundreds of people from the Zhounan Realm. He might be lucky enough to encounter the Formation Eye and be brought in by Feng Xuan.

On earth and in the sky, there were also many formation masters among them. Perhaps like me, they understood the formation rules of the Cold Realm and led their men and horses to kill them.

It's just that everything in front of me is a bit too harmonious...

Looking at the warriors all over the mountains and plains, there are at least thousands of them. They are all sitting on the ground, without saying a word, all meditating and exhaling. A stream of pure vitality is emanating from the body surface, converging into a colorful torrent of training.

Soaring up to the sky.

If you read it correctly, there is a faint aura of the Netherworld Divine Flame echoing in the inner breath of these people.

This is the weirdest part.

You must know that when Feng Da Killer obtained the Manyou Divine Flame, he relied on the Dragon Martial Holy Seal to suppress the power of the divine flame without setting himself on fire. How come these people have learned the Dragon Martial Holy Seal?

Feng Jueyu thought for a while and suddenly woke up: Tianxuan Baolu must have been discovered, and they learned how to practice with the help of Manyou Divine Flame.

Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu climbed up the rock. When he was halfway up the mountain, he saw a huge and bright blue gem hanging high in the sky at the top of the mountain. This phenomenon violated the principle of gravity. Feng Jueyu

Yu couldn't explain it yet, but he was certain that the huge bluestone must be the "Juntian Stone" that Feng Chenlian called.

Standing on the hillside, with warriors from different royal families beside them, Feng Jueyu walked step by step. They didn't even think about looking at Feng Jueyu, and completely regarded Feng Jueyu as transparent.

Man, this makes Feng Jueyu very happy. After all, his appearance is basically known to everyone in Wanyue Tiangong. If he is discovered, it will not be a good thing.

Even so, he still moved forward cautiously, finding Feng Yixue and the others first.

"Eh? Isn't that Xingrunsong?"

While walking, Feng Jueyu saw a familiar old man, who was Xing Runsong from the Spirit Clan. Looking next to him, Yi Bingyan was also there.

Seeing this, Feng Jueyu felt a little strange. Yi Bingyan's cultivation was only at the divine martial realm. How did she get here?

There were many dangers along the way, and it was a joy to meet an acquaintance. Feng Jueyu walked over with a smile.

Xing Runsong and Yi Bingyan happened to be sitting together with dozens of spiritual masters. No one noticed anyone approaching them. Perhaps it was caused by the surrounding environment. Some warriors were surprised when they came here, and then saw thousands of them.

When people are sitting together, it is inevitable that they will be a little confused and dare not speak, so there is no need to be wary. Some people will yell carelessly after they appear, but after being glared at by hundreds of pairs of eyes, they quickly fell silent.

Then there are those who are ignorant of practical matters. They will not take it seriously when others stare at them and continue to make noises. Such people will be attacked by the crowd if they do anything. Those who are more lucky will be beaten to half death and unconscious; those who are unlucky will be directly beaten.

People were killed.

So Feng Jueyu walked up to Xing Runsong and Yi Bingyan. Neither of them noticed, but stared intently at the "Jun Tian Stone" in the sky.

Feng Jueyu did not disturb them, but squatted behind the two of them and followed their gazes upward. On the top of the mountain closest to the horizon, dozens of powerful auras continued to emit, covering the entire mountain.

He is a warrior with super strength. At least he must be in the Realm of Transformation to be able to sit in the place closest to the "Juntian Stone". Moreover, people on the top of the mountain, on the mountainside, and even at the foot of the mountain are constantly shooting into the sky and disappearing under the scorching sun.

In addition, after a while, they will quickly turn back, holding a little fire particle in their hands, happily returning to the original place to sit down...

Behind Juntian Stone, there may be a passage leading to the inner circle...

Feng Jueyu's pupils shrank, and he knew without further guessing that those returning warriors should be holding the Manyou Divine Flame...

"Tian Xuan Bao Lu!"

The true energy gathered in his eyes, and the distance was enough for Fengda Killer, who had entered the realm of transformation, to see clearly the inscriptions on the "Juntian Stone". The four clear large characters at the top read Tianxuan Treasure Record.

At this time, not far away, an extremely excited laugh rang out like crazy, instantly breaking the original tranquility on the mountain...

"Haha, Ningzhen Realm, I finally broke through the Ningzhen Realm..."

Whoosh!

Feng Jueyu felt bad when he heard the shout. As expected, the man who made the noise had just finished shouting, and hundreds of dissatisfied eyes looked towards him. At this time, an old man on the top of the mountain said displeasedly.

Turning his head, he couldn't help but slap a palm print from the air.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and the shouting man was knocked hundreds of feet away. He fell to the bottom of the mountain, spurting blood all the way, and his life and death were unknown.

After teaching the noisy man a lesson, the old man glared at everyone with an angry look and said in a cold voice: "If anyone yells again, don't blame me for being rude."

“Alas!”

Several spiritual masters who came along nodded. Yi Bingyan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I don't know if that guy Feng Jueyu will come?"

Xing Runsong glanced at Yi Bingyan and said with a smile: "You don't have to worry about him. If something happened to him, I'm afraid it would have spread a lot. Since there is no news, it means that he is still safe. Mr. Feng is not an ordinary person. He wants him

There are many people who have lost their lives, have you ever seen anyone succeed?"

Yi Bingyan looked at Xing Runsong quietly and said weakly: "I hope so."

Feng Jueyu laughed from behind. He couldn't tell that this girl was quite worried about him. He smiled, came up behind Yi Bingyan and said unexpectedly: "What's the matter? You are so worried about me, do you miss me?"

"who?"

As soon as Feng Jueyu opened his mouth, Xing Runsong, Yi Bingyan and several spiritual warriors around them turned their attention at the same time, and Yi Bingyan slapped her back without even thinking.

"Huh? Don't be impulsive, acquaintance, acquaintance..." Feng Jueyu was sweating. This girl was simply too violent. She didn't even look at who she was before she struck.

Fortunately, Feng Da Killer was extremely powerful and easily captured Yi Bingyan's slender hand. He pointed at himself and said, "Look who I am."

"Master Feng?"

"A thief?"

"..." Feng Jueyu has black lines all over his head. Why is this name so awkward? When did I have sex with you? You don't have a nickname like that.

Depressed, Feng Jueyu joked: "Hey, we haven't seen you for so long, you don't need to call me that, right?"

Ignoring Feng Jueyu's teasing, Xing Runsong and Yi Bingyan had tears in their eyes and beautiful eyes in the other. They looked excited. Killer Feng was filled with emotions. It seemed that he was not a Thousand Sword Killer, at least.

I still have a few friends in Hongtu, such as Xing Runsong, such as...

While she was sighing, Yi Bingyan suddenly burst into tears and raised her small fist to hit her like raindrops: "You pervert, since you are alive, why didn't you come to me? Why..."

Yi Bingyan's pink fist had no real energy at all, and it hit Feng Jueyu's body bit by bit without even a slight fluctuation of energy. However, seeing this scene, all the people of the Spiritual Tribe, including Feng Jueyu, were shocked.

I was stunned, and Xing Runsong was no exception.

Looking at Yi Bingyan's irritating behavior and her rosy expression, Killer Feng was a little confused...

What's going on? What's going on? I'm confused? Could it be that you've fallen in love with me?

The atmosphere was also a bit strange. It was very quiet everywhere. A few pairs of eyes stared at Yi Bingyan, and she was petrified on the spot...

After playing like this for a while, Yi Bingyan suddenly felt that the atmosphere around her was a little strange. She stopped suddenly and looked around, and saw about ten people looking at her with strange expressions. She suddenly let out a surprised "Ah"

, it doesn’t matter if you hit it with a small fist raised in the air, nor does it matter if you take it back...

Looking at everyone for a long time, Yi Bingyan blushed shyly. She couldn't bear those strange eyes more and more. She suddenly became angry and threatened in a cold voice: "What are you looking at? I'll look at you again."

Goug out your eyes."

"Uh!" Everyone quickly turned their heads away, sweating profusely.

Xing Runsong coughed twice in embarrassment, and Hehe moved his butt to the left to make room for Feng Jueyu.

Yi Bingyan's face turned even redder, and she punched Feng Jueyu with her last punch in shame and anger, then turned away and stopped talking.

Feng Jueyu rubbed his arms, but also didn't know what to say. Obviously, Yi Bingyan's behavior just now was a bit beyond the scope of friendship, but he didn't know where this change in mood came from. He only knew that he was going to make a big fuss.

Trouble is, it seems that this cold beauty treats me differently than before.

In order to ease the awkward atmosphere, Feng Jueyu could only pretend to know nothing, coughed lightly, and whispered: "Why are you here?"

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Chapter completed!