Feng Wuji pondered for a moment and exclaimed: "I have a hunch that this magical power will definitely top the list of magical powers one day! It will be the only one in the world of gods!"
Su Yi smiled and said nothing.
He stood up and walked towards the sixth floor.
Feng Wuji quickly followed.
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The sixth level of divine evil is comparable to the sixth level of divine master.
Su Yi did not try to fight again.
Because there is no qualification to fight at all.
After reaching the sixth floor, he directly activated the secret of reincarnation and used the power of the Nine Hell Sword to kill all the way through.
Reincarnation is meant to restrain undead creatures like gods and evil spirits.
And combined with the power of the Nine Hell Sword, Su Yi did not encounter much danger when he broke into the sixth floor.
However, Su Yi knew very well that if he were the real Sixth Refining God Master, even if he used the Nine Hell Sword and the power of reincarnation, he would be doomed to have no hope of victory.
The reason is very simple, the divine evil has no vitality and cannot change. Apart from having the same combat power as the Sixth Refinement God Lord, it cannot be compared with the Sixth Refinement Divine Lord in other aspects.
After all, Su Yi's current limit of combat power is comparable to that of the Five Refining God Lord.
Only when you use the magical power of "picking up flowers in the morning and picking them up at dusk" can you be sure to kill the enemy.
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When they reached the seventh floor, Su Yi used the Tribulation Luck Umbrella, which completely blocked his and Feng Wuji's auras, allowing them to sneak away.
This time it was too dangerous. Not only were there distributed evil spirits comparable to the Seventh Refining God Lord, but they were also filled with an extremely strange and filthy aura.
Once he takes action, even if Su Yi uses the power of reincarnation and the Nine Hell Sword, he will suffer unpredictable accidents.
The journey was uneventful and we successfully reached the eighth floor.
"It's strange that the old guy Bu Yehou has never appeared until now..."
Standing on the eighth floor, Su Yi suddenly noticed something unusual.
"No Night Hou?"
Feng Wuji was confused, "Who is this?"
"The owner of Huadao Blood Cave, a tea tree that was born in the ancient times of God's Domain."
Su Yi's eyes were full of memories, "That old guy, like the gods here, suffered terrible catastrophes, and could only take root in the deepest part of the Blood Cave of Transformation to avoid disasters."
In the world, "Biyehou" refers to "tea".
Wangyoujun refers to "wine".
The owner of this place, Bu Yehou, refers to a mysterious and ancient tea tree.
In a sense, this tea tree can even be called the most terrifying existence in the Lightning Demon Cave, far beyond comparison with other divine evils.
When Li Fuyou reached the eighth floor with his sword, he met Hou Ye, and the two had a pleasant conversation.
Hou Ye entertained Li Fuyou with tea, and before leaving, he also gave Li Fuyou three tea leaves.
These three tea leaves are absolutely rare treasures that can cleanse the mind and nourish the mind. They have long since disappeared in the world of the gods.
Li Fuyou regarded them as treasures, and it was not until he set foot in the realm of the Nine Refining Gods that he took out these three tea leaves and drank them.
And Su Yi came here this time because he also wanted to see Hou Ye again. Who would have thought that until now, as the master of Huandao Blood Cave, Hou Hou has never appeared.
This made Su Yi vaguely feel that some kind of drastic change might have occurred here!
"Have all the owners of this Huandao Blood Cave suffered accidents?"
Feng Wuji felt a chill in his heart, "So, the accident my ancestor suffered was probably the same as that of Hou Yehou!"
Su Yi didn't say anything and continued to act.
When he was about to reach the end of the eighth floor, suddenly, as if he was aware of it, he quietly stamped his feet and picked up a dead branch from the ground on one side.
The branches were completely charred and black, as if they had been struck by lightning, just like a piece of wood struck by lightning.
And this dead branch comes from Nightless Hou!
"Even the main body has been destroyed? How powerful must the person who did it be to injure the Nightless Hou?"
Su Yi frowned.
"Brother Su, if it's dangerous, let's withdraw, right?"
Feng Wuji couldn't help but whisper.
After arriving at the eighth floor, he felt a strong sense of danger that lingered in his heart.
"Aren't you going to see your ancestors?"
Feng Wuji's expression suddenly changed, and he said: "If your life is in danger here, then there is no need to go and see him! Only when a person is alive can he have a chance to save him. If a person dies...then everything is over?"
Su Yi smiled and said: "This is reasonable, but we'd better go and take a look at the specific situation first."
With that said, he took Feng Wuji into the ninth floor.
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Unlike the first eight levels, the ninth level is comparable to a secret world.
In this world, there is an endless bloody wasteland, the sky is dark, the earth is dry, and there is no life.
The thick filthy evil spirit turned into a thick bloody lead cloud, spreading in the void.
The chaotic atmosphere of the avenue is like a hurricane, roaring and raging across the land.
Yi Ru came to an ancient battlefield ruins!
There is no divine evil to be seen here.
But in the center of the bloody wasteland, there stands a bronze pillar rising into the sky.
On the bronze pillar, a figure was tied.
It was an old man with messy beard and hair, tall and tall, with green eyes.
A silver chain cut through the old man's body, binding him layer by layer.
The other end of the chain extends to the bottom of the bronze pillar.
There is an altar placed there.
On the altar, there is a dark earthen jar, and the other end of the silver chain is soaked in the earthen jar.
It can be clearly seen that in the old man's body, an immortal vitality of the avenue flows with the blood, along the silver chain, towards the earthen pot on the altar at the bottom of the bronze pillar.
Inside the earthen jar, immortal divine radiance is steaming, and a lot of divine blood has been gathered!
On the bronze pillar, the old man's face was pale and pale, and his breath was dying, as if he was in a coma.
When he saw this scene from a distance, Feng Wuji was horrified and said in horror: "That...that's my ancestor!!"
Su Yi narrowed his eyes.
That is indeed the Demon Ancestor Rahu!
However, even Su Yi did not expect that such a divine master at the peak of the Nine Refinements would be reduced to such a state!
Being slaughtered like prey!!
"Don't act rashly."
Su Yi's voice transmission.
This place is very strange. Whether it is the bronze pillar, the silver divine chain piercing the body of the Rahu demon ancestor, or the Taoist altar and the black earthen pots on the Taoist altar, they all exude a mysterious color like a sacrifice.
This is indeed like a sacrificial ceremony.
It's just that Demon Ancestor Rahu has become a sacrifice and is being deprived of his immortality and vitality!
The bronze pillars, silver divine chain, Taoist altar, and earthen jars are the vessels for sacrificial rituals!
If this scene were to spread, it would definitely shock the entire world of God's Domain.
After all, Demon Ancestor Luohu is one of the top nine-refined god-lords in the Divine Realm, and his Taoism is high enough to be on an equal footing with old antiques like Yunhe, Tianhuang, and Juetian!
Feng Wuji's expression changed, he quietly clenched his hands and said nothing.
In the clan, Demon Ancestor Luo Hu loves him, his direct descendant, the most, and has deep feelings for him.
Now, when he saw that his ancestor suffered such a tragic situation, how could he not feel heartbroken and angry?
But he knows that he must calm down at this moment!
Let alone cause trouble to Su Yi!!
"Before, you were the one who went through the tribulation in the outside world, right?"
Suddenly, a clear voice sounded.
Feng Wuji suddenly raised his head and saw a chair suddenly appeared beside the altar on one side of the bronze pillar.
Sitting on the chair was a man wearing a jade crown, wide sleeves and a belt.
The man's face is like that of a young man, his eyes are like stars, he is outstandingly handsome, and his whole body exudes elegance.
With a smile in his eyes, he looked at Su Yi in the distance.
As for Feng Wuji, he simply ignored him.
"So, you've been aware of it since we first entered this place?"
Su Yi was thoughtful.
"good."
The handsome young man in Confucian robes smiled and nodded, "It's just that I didn't expect that with your way of doing things, you would be able to come here. From this, it can be seen that your Excellency is definitely not an ordinary mid-level god in the Ultimate Realm."
As he spoke, he stood up from the chair and waved his sleeves.
A coffee table and a chair appeared out of thin air.
When the young man in Confucian robes raised his hand, a teapot appeared, and two more teacups appeared on the coffee table.
"Anyone who has the ability to arrive here can be regarded as a distinguished guest. If you don't mind, please take a seat and allow me to treat you well with tea instead of wine."
The young man in Confucian robe smiled and invited.
Su Yi glanced at the two teacups on the coffee table, his eyes suddenly looked strange, and said, "I'm not here as a guest."
The young man in Confucian robes said oh, sat back in his chair, poured himself a cup of tea, and said, "Then what are you doing here?"
"I want to meet Marquis Wu Ye, and take a look at Mr. Luo Hu."
Su Yi said calmly.
The young man in Confucian robes was startled, "You mean that old tea tree? It has been conquered by me. In the future, when my clan comes to this world, I will regard it as a sacred tree to protect the Tao and plant it in our new mountain gate."
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Su Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "You do not belong to the contemporary era, but come from another time and space?"
The young man in Confucian robes praised: "Your Excellency has good eyesight. I can see that you have some understanding of the general trend of the world." He took a sip of tea and said, "As for the Rahu demon ancestor, you have also seen that he has become a member of our clan.
As a sacrifice, I paid a huge price that you can't even imagine in order to capture a peak nine-level god like him alive.
"
As he said that, he looked at Su Yi and said, "You are here to save them, right?"
Feng Wuji suddenly felt nervous and looked at Su Yi subconsciously.
Only he knew that Su Yi didn't care about his ancestor's life or death at all. In fact, if his ancestor died here, for Su Yi, it would be the same as eradicating a big enemy!
But at this moment, he didn't want Su Yi to die without saving him...
This mentality was very contradictory and made him feel tortured.
"If you want to be my enemy, saving one is also saving, and saving two is also saving."
Su Yi said calmly, "If they are not enemies, you have to leave them to me to deal with. This is the way you should treat guests."
The young man in Confucian robes was startled, as if in disbelief. He shook his head and said with a smile, "You are far more arrogant than I expected."
Immediately, he said with great interest: "However, I do want to know what qualifications you have to teach me how to treat guests!"
After a pause, he put away his gaze, and while holding the teapot and pouring himself tea, he said:
"I would like to give you a kind reminder. When you answer, you must consider the consequences." "If you cannot satisfy me, your bones will be buried here today!"