Shi Buyi was extremely suspicious. No matter how he looked at Zhong Yue, he looked malicious, how could he be so kind to help him make a breakthrough?

And if you break through to become a god, why do you have to kill the gods?

It is simple to say that killing gods, but which gods and demons are the ones that are good at saving money? Shi Buyi feels that he is almost unable to kill gods, but he is slaughtered by the gods.↖,

"He said that he killed the gods to make me break through, but I didn't think so. Zhongshan was forced by the gods and had to go to the Kun tribe to die. This time it was mostly to avenge those gods and demons. But, will we be the opponents of gods and demons?"

Shi Buyi was worried. Although he was very proud of himself, he claimed that he was not inferior to any god or demon, and that his qualifications were far above other gods and demons, he was not a god or demon after all. Even if he added Zhong Yue, he might just deliver vegetables to god or demons.

But he would never be able to refuse. Now his life is controlled by Zhong Yue. Zhong Yue is now kind-hearted. If he turns against each other in the next moment, then he will not only suffer, but may also lose face in front of the demon clan!

Therefore, he could only bite the bullet and promise Zhong Yue's "good intention" and also be "gratitude" to Zhong Yue.

"The big lion doesn't have to be so nervous."

The two walked out of the Holy City of Xiangkong. When Zhong Yue saw Shi Buyi's forehead was covered with cold sweat, he comforted him: "These gods and demons were severely injured and were injured by the Moon God and Xiaomang Ancestor, and it was difficult to recover for a moment. It is not that difficult to deal with a god and demon who are injured."

Shi Buyi secretly complained in his heart: "Is those gods and demons injured more than a year ago? Is it okay? Even if I don't recover completely now, I'm afraid I will recover!"

Zhong Yue's eyes flashed and he said, "But they were scared by the ancestor Xiaomang and the moon god and hid, so they were not easy to find them... Master Buyi, you are well-informed. Do you know the places where the gods and demons recover from their injuries?"

Shi Buyi shook his head repeatedly. Don’t say that he didn’t know, even if he knew, he wouldn’t tell Zhong Yue.

"It is easy to find the gods of the Western Wilderness, and they should be in their respective temples. It seems that we can only go to the Western Wilderness first!"

Western Wilderness, Xiaomang Temple.

Many white robe sacrificial priests of the Xiaomang gods knelt respectfully in front of the Supreme Temple. Waiting for the Xiaomang ancestor to come out of the pass, the rays of the Xiaomang temple were shining in the past few days, and the divine light was lingering, and the strange fragrance was thrilling. This is a sign that the Xiaomang ancestor successfully took over the body and was about to leave the pass.

Suddenly, the gate of the Supreme Temple opened wide, and Feng Wuji was wearing a yellow shirt and holding an umbrella in his hand. He walked out of the Supreme Temple slowly.

"Welcome to the ancestors out of seclusion!"

The white-robed priests looked happy and knelt down one after another. Feng Wuji laughed: "Old ancestor? Ancestor Xiaomang has been swallowed by me. Where did the ancestor come from?"

Many white-robed priests were stunned and looked up. They saw Feng Wuji's face full of spring, and suddenly sat down with a golden sword. They said lightly: "But I can be your ancestor. From today on, I will be the ancestor Wuji. I pushed all the statues of the Xiaomang God Clan, including the statues of the Xiaomang God Clan, and all of them were changed to the statues of the erected me. From now on, the Xiaomang God Clan will no longer worship other gods, but can only worship me!"

An old priest was furious and stood up. He shouted angrily: "Xiao Wuji, you are so ruthless and murder your ancestors..."

Feng Wuji pointed at him, and the old priest's head exploded with a bang, and the old priest's soul suddenly flew out and fled out.

Feng Wuji's umbrella opened and gently closed, and the old priest's soul fell into the umbrella involuntarily and was refined into ashes.

The other white-robed priests were shocked and angry, and immediately many of them kowtowed, kowtowed like garlic, and shouted: "We will pay homage to the ancestor Wuji!"

Several white-robed priests did not kneel down and scolded them one after another. Feng Wuji sneered and banged his fingers. The white-robed priests suddenly burst into their minds and died of misfortune.

"I even trained the ancestor Xiaomang to death, let alone you?"

Feng Wuji said lightly: "If you have eyes but no beads, you will die! Then wait and do what I said."

Many white-robed priests were trembling and quickly stood up, calling on the Qi-refining men of the Xiaomang God clan to build a large-scale construction to push down and break the old statue, erect Feng Wuji's statue, and ordered all the tribe members to worship, but if they refused, they would be killed directly!

There are also many Qi Refiners in the Xiaomang God Clan who are not convinced by Feng Wuji and are all washed away by blood. No one is spared. The corpses in front of the Xiaomang Temple are piled up like mountains, all of which are the corpses of the Xiaomang God Clan who are not convinced by Feng Wuji's rule and unwilling to worship him.

Many Qi Refiners of the Gods sprayed fires and ignited these corpses, and the corpse oil was crackling and the stench was stinking.

At this point, Feng Wuji completely controlled the Xiaomang God Clan.

"The dead person of the ancestor Xiaomang said that I could not become a god. He really underestimated me. Refining him, the energy is enough to make me a god, and I only need to use war to cultivate war, absorb and refine these energy through battle, fight with the strong, and gain a high level of insight, which is enough to become a god!"

Feng Wuji acted thunderously and vigorously, unified the Xiaomang God Clan and became the supreme existence of the God Clan. He then led the army of the God Clan to attack the Bifang God Clan, and was invincible. In one day, he stepped on each Bifang Temple, killed the gods, killed the Bifang God Clan, knocked down the statues, and erected their own statues.

The Bifang God Clan is a big clan that is not inferior to Xiaomang. There were originally gods in charge, but the goddess Bifang died at the hands of the ancestor Xiaomang. Now even the Bifang Temple has been flattened, leaving only many powerful people from the Bifang God Clan to escape.

Feng Wuji destroyed several gods in a row, dispersed the gods of these gods, killed the priests, refined the gods, and showed extraordinary strength.

He himself also relied on his battle with the gods to absorb more energy from the ancestor Xiaomang and became stronger and stronger. Finally, Rifeng Wuji led the Xiaomang god clan and the army of various tribes to the ghost god clan.

"The God of Virginity, come out!"

Feng Wuji was powerful and looked at the Ghost God Temple coldly and said lightly: "I know you are not dead yet. I stay here and use the power of the Ghost God Clan to heal your wounds. But today, your death is here!"

The power of the ghost temple suddenly soared into the sky, with its power overwhelming. It suddenly became a miserable and bleak radiant within a radius of thousands of miles, with clouds of sorrow. The cloud was a blood cloud, as if the sky was bleeding. A terrifying god and demon stood up from the sea of ​​blood, and the plasma flowed from the body but did not flow down, like a blood giant.

"Xiao Wuji, you are so brave. You dare to come and provoke me and provoke my powerful gods."

The blood god's eyes were also made up like blood plasma. He smiled and said, "You are just a dog raised by the ancestor Xiaomang. The ancestor Xiaomang can eat it if he wants to eat it. Who gives you such courage? If you dare to offend me, then I will kill you!"

The sea of ​​blood surged all over the sky and rushed over like a vast expanse of the earth. The miscellaneous army formed by various tribes under Feng Wuji immediately sacrificed one magical weapon after another, and formed a large formation to fight together.

But the sea of ​​blood instantly submerged the formations of various races. One of the formations was stagnant and was invaded by the sea of ​​blood. Blood was seen flowing through tens of thousands of Qi Refiners. When the blood was finished, the tens of thousands of Qi Refiners turned into tens of thousands of dead bones and fell to the ground.

"Hahaha, it just so happens that my injuries are still incurable. It's rare that you send these rations to help me heal my wounds. Xiao Wuji, I can't bear to kill you!" The God of Virginity laughed.

Feng Wuji opened his umbrella, and the big umbrella flew high, getting taller and bigger. He suddenly shouted and carried the entire sea of ​​blood and fell into the umbrella. Even the powerful blood god in the sea of ​​blood was pulled up and threw it into the umbrella.

"Why are your mana so powerful?"

The face of the Via Blood God changed slightly. He scolded and took the initiative to join the umbrella. The big umbrella was closed, but the surface of the umbrella was immediately stained with blood and corroded, leaving only the umbrella bones.

The sea of ​​blood flowed out of the umbrella bone. The powerful blood god stood on the sea of ​​blood and had just escaped from the suppression of the big umbrella. Suddenly, his heart was trembling. Feng Wuji's palms slammed hard on him.

Boom

The sea of ​​blood exploded, and the body of the Viagra God was also exploded, turning into rolling blood and flowing everywhere.

"I have refined the old dog of the ancestor Xiaomang."

Feng Wuji walked on blood, and the sea of ​​blood surged under his feet. Suddenly, his body shook, and two more heads grew on his neck, and the head of the panmaster looked at both sides.

The head of the mastiff said calmly: "I need you to put more pressure on me to help me break through and cultivate the Pure Yang of the Yuanshen!"

Wow

In the sea of ​​blood, the body of the powerful blood god formed again. He reached out and grabbed it. Blood dragons turned over the sea in the sea of ​​blood, rushed towards Feng Wuji, and smiled and said, "Then I will fulfill you! If you fall into my blood river formation, you are seeking death. I will refine you and swallow your cultivation magic power!"

A blood dragon rushed from all directions, Feng Wuji stood still, opened his mouth and drank a short voice: "Don't!"

This kind of language is powerful and blood god, and it is very ancient, but it seems to contain extremely profound and terrifying magical powers in its voice.

The word Feng Wuji was spit out, and the blood dragons were immediately fixed in the air and could not move.

The powerful blood god blew up, and the blood dragon broke through the shackles and pounced on Feng Wuji.

"seal up!"

"thunder!"

"cut!"

Feng Wuji spoke one word after another, and suddenly blood dragons were sealed. Thunder fell from the sky and slashed towards the blood dragon and the powerful blood god. Another inexplicable sword aura suddenly rose, killing the blood dragon, and even the powerful blood god had to avoid it. He was shocked and suspicious.

Suddenly, the body of the Powerful Blood God bumped backwards and was introduced into the space, disappearing, leaving only the sea of ​​blood. This is the unique method of the ghosts and gods, and can hide in the space and perform assassination.

Feng Wuji's words followed his words, which made him really afraid, so he had to use the special skills of the Ghost and God clan to assassinate Feng Wuji.

"sky!"

Feng Wuji shouted softly, and his body suddenly became as majestic as the sky. His body and the sky merged. A bloody hand poked out from the space and grabbed him hard, and passed by him, leaving behind several deep blood marks, but failed to kill him.

"Speaking the Dharma is worthy of being a top-notch martial art!"

Feng Wuji laughed loudly, and the injuries on his body were healed immediately. He did not cultivate to an immortal body. However, the energy after the refining of the ancestor Xiaomang was really huge and contained endless vitality. As long as he did not die, any injuries could be cured instantly!

Feng Wuji had no scruples anymore and drank a "seal" sound, squeezed out the powerful blood god from the space. The two of them fought fiercely in the air, killing the sky and the earth.

"When did Feng Wuji have such strength?"

Thousands of miles away, the master was not easy to turn into a prototype. There was a nine-headed lion. Zhong Yue sat on the lion's back and looked at the battle from afar, his face changed slightly.

"Master Zhong, now you are no match for Feng Wuji, let alone killing the gods!" Shi Buyi said in a muffled voice.
Chapter completed!