First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 2266: No night Hou
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Pick up flowers in the evening?
Feng Wuji pondered for a moment, then exclaimed: "I have a hunch, this supernatural power, he will surely be on the top of the list of supernatural powers in the future! He will be the only one in God's Domain!"
Su Yi smiled and said nothing.
He stood up and walked towards the sixth floor.
Feng Wuji quickly followed.
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The abomination on the sixth level is already comparable to the **** master at the level of six refinements.
Su Yi didn't try to fight again.
Because there is no qualification for confrontation at all.
After reaching the sixth floor, he directly operated the mystery of reincarnation, and used the power of the Nine Prison Sword to kill all the way.
Reincarnation is supposed to restrain undead creatures like gods and evils.
And with the power of the Nine Prison Sword, Su Yi did not encounter much danger when he entered the sixth floor.
However, Su Yi knew very well that if he were the real Lord of the Six Refinements, even if he used the Nine Hell Sword and the power of reincarnation, he would still have no hope of winning.
The reason is very simple. Abominations have no vitality and cannot change. Apart from the fact that their combat power is comparable to that of the Lord of the Six Refinements, they are completely incomparable with the Lord of the Six Refinements.
In the final analysis, the limit of Su Yi's current combat power is comparable to that of the Five Refining God Lord.
Only when you use the supernatural powers such as "pick up flowers in the morning" can you be sure of killing the enemy.
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Until reaching the seventh floor, Su Yi sacrificed the robbery umbrella, which completely covered him and Feng Wuji's aura, and sneaked into hiding.
This time it was too dangerous, not only was it filled with abominations comparable to the Lord of the Seven Refinements, but it was also filled with an extremely strange and filthy atmosphere.
Once he makes a move, even if Su Yi uses the power of Samsara and Nine Prison Sword, he will suffer unpredictable accidents.
There was no danger along the way, and I arrived at the eighth floor smoothly.
"It's strange, that old guy Bu Yehou hasn't shown up until now..."
Standing on the eighth floor, Su Yi suddenly noticed something abnormal.
"Never sleep?"
Feng Wuji was confused, "Where is this sacred?"
"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 filled with reminiscence, "That old guy, like the evil here, suffered terrible catastrophe, so he can only take root in the deepest part of this Dao of Transformation Blood Cave to avoid disaster."
In the world, Buyehou 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 Killing Devil's Nest, far from being comparable to other gods and evils.
When Li Fuyou reached the eighth floor with his sword, he met Bu Yehou, and the two had a very happy chat.
Hou Buye entertained Li Fuyou with tea, and before leaving, he also gave Li Fuyou three tea leaves.
These three tea leaves, which purify the mind and nourish the mind, are absolute rare treasures that have long since disappeared in the original God's Domain.
Li Fuyou regarded them as treasures, and did not take out these three tea leaves to cook and drink until later when he stepped into the Nine Refining God Realm.
And Su Yi came here this time because he wanted to see Buyehou again. Who would have thought that until now, as the master of Huadao Blood Cave, Buyehou has never appeared.
This made Su Yi vaguely feel that some kind of drastic change might have taken place here!
"The owner of this Dao of Transformation blood cave suffered an accident?"
Feng Wuji felt chills in his heart, "In other words, the accident that my ancestor suffered may be the same as that of Bu Yehou!"
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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 aware of it, he stomped quietly and picked up a dead branch from the ground on one side.
The whole body of the branch was scorched black, as if it had been struck by lightning and burned, just like a piece of wood struck by lightning.
And this dead branch came from Bu Yehou!
"Even the main body has been destroyed? How powerful must the person who did it be to hurt the Marquis of the Night?"
Su Yi frowned.
"Brother Su, if it's dangerous, let's withdraw?"
Feng Wuji couldn't help but whispered.
After reaching the eighth floor, a strong sense of danger surged in his heart, which lingered.
"Aren't you going to see your ancestors?"
Feng Wuji's expression changed for a while, and he said: "If going here is in danger of life, then there is no need to go to see him! Only when the person is alive will he have a chance to rescue him later, if the person is dead... then everything is over? "
Su Yi smiled and said: "This is reasonable, but let's take a look at the specific situation first."
As he said that, he had brought Feng Wuji into the ninth floor.
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Unlike the first eight floors, the ninth floor is comparable to a secret world.
In this world, there is an endless **** wasteland, the sky is dark, the earth is dry, and there is no vitality.
The thick filthy evil spirit turned into a thick blood-colored lead cloud, spreading in the void.
The chaotic avenue was like a hurricane, whistling and wreaking havoc on the ground.
It's like coming to the ruins of an ancient battlefield!
There is no abomination to be seen here.
But in the center of the Scarlet Wasteland, there stands a bronze pillar that soars to the sky.
On the bronze pillar, a figure was bound.
It was an old man with disheveled beard and hair, tall and tall, with blue eyes.
A silver chain pierced through the old man's body, binding him layer by layer.
; On the other end of the chain, it extended to the bottom of the bronze pillar.
There is an altar there.
On the altar, there is a pitch-black crock, and the other end of the silver chain is soaked in the crock.
It can be clearly seen that in the old man's body, an immortal avenue of vitality flows along with the blood, along the silver chain, and rushes towards the earthen jar on the altar at the bottom of the bronze pillar.
Inside the earthen jar, immortal divine brilliance is transpiring, and a lot of divine blood has gathered!
On the bronze pillar, the old man's face was pale and bleak, his breath was dying, and he seemed to be in a coma.
Seeing this scene from a distance, Feng Wuji was startled and said in horror, "Then... that's my ancestor!!"
Su Yi narrowed his eyes.
That is indeed the Demon Ancestor Luohu!
It's just that even Su Yi never thought that such a God Lord at the peak of Nine Refinements would be reduced to such a level!
Be 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 chain piercing the body of the Rahu Demon Ancestor, or the altar and the black earthen jar on the altar, there is a sense of mystery like a sacrificial offering .
This is indeed like a sacrificial ceremony.
It's just that the demon ancestor Luohu has become a sacrifice, and is being deprived of his immortal avenue and vitality!
And the bronze pillar, the silver chain, the altar, and the earthen pot are the vessels for sacrificial rituals!
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If this scene gets out, it will definitely shock the world of God's Domain.
After all, Luohu Demon Ancestor is one of the top batch of Nine Alchemy God Masters in the God Realm, and his Taoism is high enough to be on an equal footing with such old antiques as Yunhe, Tianhuang, and Juetian!
Feng Wuji's expression changed, and he quietly clenched his hands tightly, saying a lot.
In the clan, Luohu Demon Ancestor loves him the most, his direct descendant, with deep affection.
Right now, when he sees his ancestors suffering such a tragic situation, how can he not be heartbroken and indignant?
But he knows that he must be calm at this moment!
Don't make any trouble for Su Yi! !
"Before, you were the one who survived the robbery in the outside world, right?"
Suddenly, a clear voice sounded.
Feng Wuji raised his head suddenly, and saw an extra chair beside the altar on the side of the bronze pillar.
Sitting on the chair is a man wearing a jade crown and wide sleeves.
The man's face is like a youth, his eyes are like stars, he is handsome and elegant, and his whole body is full of elegance.
With a smile in his eyes, he looked at Su Yi in the distance.
As for Feng Wuji, he directly ignored him.
"So, you have been aware of it since we first entered this place?"
Su Yi was thoughtful.
"Good."
The handsome young man in the Confucian robe nodded with a smile, "It's just that I never thought that with your skills, you would be able to come here. From this, it can be seen that your Excellency is definitely comparable to the gods in the extraordinary state of extreme creation."
As he spoke, he got up from the chair and waved his sleeve robe.
A coffee table and a chair appear out of nowhere.
When the young man in the Confucian robe raised his hand, a teapot emerged, and there were two more teacups on the coffee table.
"Anyone who has the ability to arrive here can be regarded as a distinguished guest. If you don't dislike it, please take a seat and allow me to treat you with tea instead of wine."
The young man in Confucianism robe invited with a smile.
Su Yi glanced at the two teacups on the coffee table, his eyes suddenly turned strange, and he said, "I'm not here to be a guest."
The young man in Confucianism robe said oh, sat back in his chair, poured himself a cup of tea, and said, "Then what are you doing here?"
"I will see you forever, and take a look at old Luo Hu by the way."
Su Yi said calmly.
The young man in Confucian robe was stunned, "What do you mean by that old tea tree? I have already subdued it. When my clan comes to this world, I will regard it as a sacred tree to protect the Dao and plant it in our new clan. In the mountain gate."
Su Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't belong to the present age, but come from a different time and space?"
The young man in the Confucian robe praised: "Your Excellency has good eyesight~IndoMTL.com~ I can see that you still have some understanding of the general trend of the world." He took a sip of tea, "As for the Luohu Demon Ancestor, you have also seen it , he has been reduced to a sacrificial offering of our clan. In order to capture him alive, I paid a huge price that you can't imagine.
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As he spoke, he looked at Su Yi, "Could you have come here to save them?"
Feng Wuji suddenly felt nervous, and subconsciously looked at Su Yi.
Only he knew that Su Yi didn't care about the life and death of his ancestor at all. Even if his ancestor died here, for Su Yi, it would be like eradicating a great enemy!
But at this moment, he doesn't want Su Yi to die...
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This kind of mentality is very contradictory, and it also makes him feel very tormented.
"If you want to be my enemy, saving one is also saving, and saving two is also saving."
Su Yi said calmly, "If it's not the enemy, you have to hand them over to me. This is the way you should treat guests."
The young man in the Confucian robe was stunned, as if he couldn't believe it, 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 really want to know, what qualifications do you have to teach me how to treat guests!"
After a pause, he closed his eyes, poured tea for himself while holding the teapot, and said:
"I will give you a kind reminder. When you answer, you have to weigh the consequences carefully." "If you can't satisfy me, this place today will be your burial place!"