Cheng Lingyu was quickly suppressed, but he was not anxious. Instead, he carefully experienced the gap between the two sides, felt the powerful combat power of the blood martial arts realm, and cleverly used his magical powers and skills, including the ten immortal souls, to deal with all his strength.

The war between life and death can often bring great benefits. Only after experiencing the baptism of blood and fire can monks mature and grow rapidly.

Cheng Lingyu has too many things to integrate with, and his current cultivation level is insufficient, and it is still difficult to fully integrate. Therefore, under this high pressure, his potential can be completely forced out.

Mu Hua, Pan Hong, Tian Feng and Nie Jiaolong were all a little worried, but after watching for a while, although Cheng Lingyu was firmly suppressed, he was always full of fighting spirit and his combat power remained unabated. Only then did the four of them feel a little relieved.

The three masters of Shenwu Sect were extremely surprised. They had tried their best. Although they suppressed Cheng Lingyu's momentum, they still did nothing. This made no sense.

Cheng Lingyu's face was serious. Without using any external power of magic weapons, he would face three masters at the second level of blood and martial arts. This was also a challenge for him.

In addition to mental attacks, Cheng Lingyu's Burning Heaven Art and the Sky Splitting Art are all powerful moves, but because of his cultivation level, they are suppressed by the enemy again and again.

There are no weak monks who can enter the blood martial arts realm, especially masters of the Shenwu Sect, who are better at attacking techniques and have a lot of experience and skills.

Cheng Lingyu combines formation and martial arts to guide the power of heaven and earth to compete with his opponent. Whoever thinks that the opponent is not weak, and can also guide the power of heaven and earth to form a strong confrontation.

In this way, in the case of a huge gap in cultivation, it will be difficult for Cheng Lingyu to win unless he uses spiritual attacks or uses the power of magical weapons.

With a flash, Cheng Lingyu opened the distance with the enemy, and he didn't want to continue to entangle.

Opening the soul realm, there was nothing behind Cheng Lingyu, and a huge butterfly waving its wings, releasing terrifying fluctuations.

"The butterfly dreams of the dead leaves, spreading its wings and time breaks."

Cheng Lingyu's voice was biting cold and cold. At the moment it sounded, the whole world was trembling, time and space began to collapse, thunder flashed in the gaps in the void, and lightning illuminated the dim sky.

"Thousands of heavy blows!"

This is the fierce move of the Shenwu Sect. The three Shenwu Sect disciples used the same move at the same time. Thousands of leg shadows competed in one piece and turned into a strong wind, destroying mountains and splitting mountains, and breaking them all.

Cheng Lingyu's offensive merged with the power of the formation. Because he currently lacked his cultivation, he integrated the killing formation into the Meng Butterfly spread his wings to make up for the lack of power.

Thousands of heavy blows against the dream butterfly spread its wings, and the violent destructive power gathered instantly, creating a shocking explosion, swallowing the sky and the earth, and destroying the nine provinces.

Cheng Lingyu flashed away, his whole body was shining with clothes, proud in the wind, and his eyes were hazy.

The three disciples of the Shenwu Sect retreated as soon as they touched each other. Although they suffered a certain fluctuation, they were not seriously injured.

In this battle, both sides tied, and the result was not as smooth as Cheng Lingyu imagined.

"Fenghuo Heavenly Tribulation!"

Cheng Lingyu roared and launched a second attack. The flames and wind pillars appeared between heaven and earth, dancing in the void, rolling around, shaking the sky.

The flames spread throughout the void, the strong wind blew the war drums, and an endless killing kicked off, and the god of death roared in hell.

The combination of the Heaven Burning Art and the Sky-Cracking Art, the five-colored three-legged black and the Nine Nether King Bird flew out at the same time, swallowing the sky and devouring the earth, communicating with the sky and the earth, and launching the strongest attack.

Five colors and three feet black, burning the sky and destroying all things.

Nine Nether King Birds, Earth Fire Nirvana Tribulation.

Both are fire-type immortal souls, one represents heavenly fire and the other represents earthly fire. The combination of the two is the encounter of the most powerful flames in heaven and earth, which inspires the fire of destruction.

The Wind and Fire Heavenly Tribulation evolved from the combination of the Burning Heaven Skill and the Breaking Heaven Skill, is terrifying.

"The Great Split God Fist, break the void!"

The disciples of Shenwu Sect felt something was wrong, and all showed a solemn look, without any slight contempt.

In the second confrontation, the void trembled, and the attacks of both sides converged, forming a ball of devouring light, which instantly shattered and spread, blowing a hole in the sky.

"Nine Ring Star Vortex Evil, Devouring Heaven's Divine Mind Kill!"

Cheng Lingyu pressed step by step, and the biting cold voice was like the souls of hell roaring, revealing endless killing.

The terrifying mental fluctuations stretch and aggregate at high speed, from point to surface, turned into a rotating spiritual section, penetrated the gaps in spiritual defense, and directly cut off the enemy's soul, and one-third of them exploded.

"Ah...Damn..."

The eyebrows of the three masters of the Shenwu Sect cracked and blood overflowed. The soul was not completely destroyed, but it was severely damaged.

"Dream of Thousand Tears, Six Desires in the World."

Behind Cheng Lingyu, green bamboos flashed with tears and quickly spread around. In the blink of an eye, the entire area was filled with green bamboos, and the tears were dripping and tears reflected each face. Different people would feel different when they saw it.

It is a kind of dreamlike illusion that evokes the most unforgettable memory in the deep heart of human beings and makes people immerse themselves in it.

This temptation of the six desires and worlds can easily cause the mind to lose its mind, and the risk of slow reaction and slow movements.

Cheng Lingyu just wanted to take advantage of this and kill the enemy directly.

Experts in the blood martial arts realm are generally determined, but when they encounter Cheng Lingyu's continuous, continuous and volatile attacks, it also seems very headache and it is inevitable to be distracted.

"The sky wings spread across the sky, and the dream butterfly spreads its wings!"

At this moment, Cheng Lingyu launched a fatal blow, combining the magical powers of the Desolate Dreams and Dead Leaf Butterfly, and the human being was like a wisp of light smoke, so fast that it was difficult to capture.

The light wings spread out, and the heads soared into the air.

The three disciples of the Shenwu Sect were cut off by Cheng Lingyu's blow. When they realized that everything was too late.

"It's hateful, kill him, kill him!"

The three of them were furious, with different bodies and heads. Although they would not die, the blow was too big.

Cheng Lingyu smiled coldly, his eyes were like a dream, and the combination of the magical divine thought wave and the dream demonic eye pupils instantly shattered the three people's sea of ​​consciousness, unfolded their heads, and both form and spirit were destroyed.

"That's great, Junior Brother Cheng, you are too strong."

Tian Feng yelled, very excited.

Nie Jiaolong controlled Yun Zhibo and flew directly to Cheng Lingyu.

Mu Hua said excitedly: "Good junior brother, you're doing well."

Pan Hong looked at Cheng Lingyu with a very complicated look.

"I have never seen you as powerful as you, the Sixth Level of Soul Martial Arts can kill the Second Level of Blood Martial Arts. I'm afraid only the junior sister in this world can compete with you."

Cheng Lingyu was stunned when he heard this and said curiously: "Your junior sister is..."

"Xiling Yue is currently in the First Palace of the Demons."

Pan Hong was full of pride, that was her pride.

Cheng Lingyu's face changed in surprise and blurted out: "The First Palace of the Demons, a peerless genius walked out of it a thousand years ago."

Pan Hong said: "A thousand years later, my junior sister is the second person in history to be sent directly into the First Palace of the Demon by the Divine Wood Sect."

Nie Jiaolong exclaimed: "That's amazing. It seems that the Nether Demon Ridge is about to rise again this time."

Tian Feng said: "We have Junior Brother Cheng in our Moonshen Ridge, and we are no weaker than anyone else."

Cheng Lingyu didn't say anything. He was considering Pan Hong's words and wondering what kind of character Xilingyue would be.

Mu Hua said: "If we don't talk about this now, we should consider the next action."

Cheng Lingyu looked up at everyone and pondered: "Senior Brother Mu, let's talk about the situation inside first?"

Mu Hua nodded slightly and immediately told Cheng Lingyu everything he saw, heard and knew.

After hearing this, Tian Feng cursed: "Shenwu Sect is too shameless. What's the point of bullying the less?"

Nie Jiaolong said worriedly: "The strength of ours and Shenwu Sect is very different. If you enter like this, you will probably be a sheep entering the tiger's mouth."

Tian Feng said dissatisfied: "What are you afraid of? We have Junior Brother Cheng beside us."

Nie Jiaolong said: "We can't let him fight against all the masters of the Shenwu Sect alone? There are also terrifying characters at the fifth level of blood martial arts. After all, Cheng Lingyu is only at the sixth level of soul martial arts, and it is too great that he can't defeat his opponent."

Tian Feng was silent when he heard this. He really didn't think so much.

Pan Hong said: "Senior Brother Han Zhen has always hoped that we will leave this alive, and I don't want us to continue moving forward."

Cheng Lingyu said: "Let's do it, you can take the Yunzhibo boat to return to the entrance, and first meet up with the masters of Sunset City. I'll go to Xuanxing Palace for a trip."

Mu Hua said worriedly: "Why don't you go back with us? We won't go to grab the saint's inheritance."

Cheng Lingyu looked into the distance and whispered: "That is my only way, you won't understand. Go, leave the rest to me."

Waving goodbye, Cheng Lingyu had a smile on his handsome face.

Nie Jiaolong was full of reluctance, but she knew that following her would not be able to help, but instead became a burden.

"Take care, we're waiting for you to come back outside."

The two sides broke up, Nie Jiaolong drove the Yunzhibo and left in the blink of an eye.

Cheng Lingyu withdrew his hand and turned to look in the distance. He felt indescribable in his heart, as if something was waiting for his visit.

As he stepped out, Cheng Lingyu's formation turned, one step ten miles, which was astonishingly fast.

As we walked along the way, the strong wind roared, leaving behind Cheng Lingyu a long wind dragon with a rainbow momentum.

The direction Cheng Lingyu went here was the direction where the Shenwu Sect surrounded and killed the disciples of Sunset City, and the battle there had ended.

When Cheng Lingyu arrived, he found some broken corpses, most of whom were masters of Sunset City.

Looking around, Cheng Lingyu's cold face was filled with anger. He turned around and walked towards the front of the left. There was a faint fluctuation in that place.

After walking dozens of miles, Cheng Lingyu found a corpse in a deep ravine.

To be precise, it's not considered a corpse, because the man still breathes a sigh of relief, but he's already exhausted and dying.

Cheng Lingyu stepped forward to rescue the man, recognized him as Han Zhen, the Nether Demon, and had amazing cultivation and strength at the fourth level of blood and martial arts, but now he is almost dead.

Cheng Lingyu took out some pills and stuffed a spiritual medicine into his mouth, then guided the Yi Wood Qi to clear his meridians and rescue him with all his strength.

Cheng Lingyu set up a six-level spiritual array around him, using the power of the formation to guide the energy of all things in the world, nourish and repair Han Zhen's damaged body and soul, hoping to save him.
Chapter completed!