In the desolate and desolate ancient ruins city, everyone stood there with deep despair on their faces, seemingly ready to accept the fate of death.
However, there are also some people who are recuperating, exuding a strong fighting spirit, and want to fight in the last wave of blood to find a way out.
In any case, everyone is now waiting for the next action of the eternal ancient demon.
Because there was no way to escape from this ancient ruins city, they could only wait quietly for the next development.
Ye Feng and the others did not waste any time. They worked hard to adjust their state to the peak while practicing quickly.
"boom!"
Three days later, Ye Feng's body conveyed a new and powerful martial arts aura.
That is the momentum of breakthrough.
With the accumulation of resources from the storage rings of Dao Sect disciples that day, Ye Feng successfully broke through to another level and entered the ninth level of the divine realm!
Although Ye Feng's martial arts cultivation is not top-notch among the tens of thousands of people in this ancient ruins city.
But you must know that Ye Feng's combat power is definitely the best.
At this time, Ye Feng took out the trophy left by the mysterious Tiandao Sect disciple, the Judge's Pen.
This Judge's Pen is very similar to the Human Emperor's Pen that Ye Feng obtained back then. Both are magic weapons of the pen type.
A close friend of Ye Feng, Shang once said that the sharp edge of a pen is the sharpest thing in the world, sharper than a sword, a gun, a sword, or a halberd.
This judge's pen not only has a terrifying pen edge, but also contains a trace of the secret of the great destiny technique from the Tiandao Sect. With one stroke, it can lock the fate of others and judge the life and death of others. It is truly like the Tenth Palace.
Like Yama, he holds a judge's pen and determines life and death in the world.
In any case, this is a mysterious treasure.
"Buzz!"
Ye Feng now inputted his own mana into the Judge's Pen, preparing to quickly refine this treasure.
Now Ye Feng is trying his best to improve his overall strength and silently prepare for the next confrontation with that eternal ancient demon.
In fact, many of the people here who are willing to die like this are gearing up one by one, silently increasing their strength, hoping to break out of this prison.
Many people have even formed groups, hoping to use the power of the group to resist the huge crisis that may arise next.
"ah!"
"ah!"
Suddenly at this moment, several screams were heard not far away.
Everyone looked over and saw an extremely bloody scene.
Several casual warriors without sects were besieged and killed by a group of disciples from a large sect.
They did not die from the strange power of this strange ancient city, but were killed by humans of the same race.
"Hmph, there is no need for a group of casual cultivators to stay alive. You might as well contribute your cultivation resources to us and improve our strength. This way we have a greater chance of getting out alive."
The leader of the group of disciples who killed the group of stragglers sneered, his tone full of cruelty.
Obviously, in order to improve their own strength, this group of disciples directly killed some unsectarian warriors in public and openly robbed the training resources of these innocent warriors.
It can be said that this kind of behavior is very cruel and is despised by everyone.
But at this time, there were actually groups of disciples from other sects who were also ready to take action. They began to keep an eye on the casual cultivators around them, and seemed to want to follow suit.
Because of the current situation, everyone knows very well that if they want to survive, they must race against time to improve their strength.
But they were trapped in this small ancient ruins city, unable to go out to find cultivation resources and improve themselves.
Therefore, some people with evil intentions began to attack their fellow humans around them.
"ah!"
"ah!"
Almost at the next moment, a dozen disciples from an unknown sect killed five or six casual cultivators around them, and then plundered their belongings and cultivation resources for their own use.
Obviously, someone sets a precedent, and more and more people follow suit. This is human nature.
If a man does not serve himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth!
"Damn it..."
At this time, many casual cultivators or lone sect disciples in the entire ancient ruins city had fright and anger in their eyes.
What they never expected was that they had not died in the calculation of the ancient demon, but they had died in the hands of people of the same race. It must be said that this was a kind of sadness.
Ye Feng, Bai Susu and the others were also targeted because they were weak and weak.
What stared at them was a group of sixteen disciples, all wearing golden gowns with the word "sun" embroidered on their collars.
"He is a disciple of the 'Sun Holy Cult', a silver power second only to the gold power in the Eastern Star Region."
At this time Qingqing spoke up, she knew much more than Xiao Longnu.
There are a total of sixteen disciples of the Sun Sect, and all of them are at the ninth or tenth level of the divine realm.
This group of disciples of the Sun Sect coldly stared at Ye Feng and the others, especially Xiao Longnu, and threatened with a sneer: "If you are sensible, hand over all your cultivation resources, as well as the powerful magic weapons you have.
You must also hand it over, or I will kill you all."
A disciple of the Sun Sect stared at Little Dragon Girl and said: "Little Dragon Girl of Shenlong Academy, you must have a lot of treasures in your body. Hand them all over. You are here alone now, and we are not afraid of you!"
Buzz!
At this time, more than a dozen disciples of the Sun Sect were talking, with strong murderous aura exuding from their bodies.
"These young people are so pitiful. They were targeted by the disciples of the Sun Sect. They are destined to die."
Many people around saw this scene and were all mourning for Ye Feng and the others.
Everyone felt that Ye Feng and the others were definitely dead.
The disciples of the Sun Sect had deep arrogance in their eyes at this time, waiting for the surrender of Ye Feng and the others.
But to their disappointment, Ye Feng just smiled indifferently and said, "You idiots like you dare to provoke me? I can only say that you have chosen the wrong person to provoke me."
"Trash fish?"
"presumptuous!"
"Boy, shut up!"
A group of more than a dozen powerful disciples of the Sun Sect all became furious in an instant.
A disciple of the Sun Sect who was in the ninth level of the divine realm stepped out, his whole body exuding golden sunlight, like a sun god, looking down at Ye Feng from high above.
A golden war spear appeared in his hand, he smiled coldly and said: "Brothers and sisters, please let me end the life of this reckless boy."