When many strong men were ready to move and developed a strong greed for Yan Fu, they also realized that when they were promoted to the third level, the wounds caused by more than a dozen sharp battle swords inserted into Yan Fusheng's body strangely turned into dark and deep black holes, emitting powerful devouring power, and swept the battle swords into the spot without hesitation.

It seemed that the whole body had transformed into the most terrifying bottomless black hole.

In a blink of an eye, all the war swords were completely swallowed up, and the original wounds on the body were quickly recovered and healed at the speed of surprise. In a blink of an eye, they had recovered as before. It seemed that the scene of the war swords on their bodies was just an illusory dream realm.

That scene once again made all the monks involuntarily recall the scene when they were in the sky above Manzhou, when countless pieces of shattered magic weapons were directly swallowed by Yan Fusheng. However, what they had swallowed before were only fragments of magic weapons, which were considered magic weapons, and their grade was not too high.

But at this moment, the devoured sword is full of killing power. If you want to absorb and devour, you must first face the shocking sword energy contained in the battle sword. Without a powerful body, you are afraid that you will not be able to resist the erosion of the sword energy and be able to devour and refine the ninth-level battle sword. Then your magical power will be so terrifying.

"What kind of magical power is this? Is it just to swallow magic weapons? No, if it is erased, the King of Hell doesn't need to swallow those magic weapons again into his body. Could it be that he is refining magic weapons and can get some mysterious benefits?"

"What kind of magical power is this? I have never heard of any magical power that has such a shocking power. What kind of inheritance does the King of Hell have obtained? It's so weird and terrifying."

While he was secretly shocked, the stronger Yan Fusheng became, the more he aroused the murderous intentions of countless monks.

"Kill!! rush to the third level and fight to the death with the King of Hell."

"I will never give up until the King of Hell is killed!!"

"This world is the world of the strong, the cultivator's life. The underworld is absolutely not allowed to be above us."

With the murderous intention, a monk showed his ferocious and fierce gods, and let out a roar and shouting sound that shook the void. Then, they took out their most powerful magic weapons and directly used terrifying killing moves to some monks around them without hesitation. Each monk was like killing his father and fighting against him.

Rumble!!

The magical powers drew a terrifying edge in the void.

Amid the roars, a large number of weak people were slaughtered and died in the hands of more powerful monks. Their bodies were shattered one after another, and the blood platform under them fell to the feet of the winner. When they merged into it, they directly changed the waning moon in the blood platform under a strong man to a point more and more complete.

When the nine-wheeled waning moon changes more and more, a potential instantly lifts the blood moon platform under you, rushing high towards the position where the third level is, and is promoted.

This is paving the way with flesh and blood.

Pave a path to the flesh and blood to the Blood Moon Cave.

"Break it for me!"

At this moment, a dark stream of light suddenly burst out in the void, and the stream of light entrenched in the air. Looking closely, it was the clean bottle that had taken the crow into before. After collecting the crow, the clean bottle immediately disappeared like the storm-killing needle that appeared before.

But at this moment, it appeared strangely again.

In the clean bottle, an angry and unpleasant scream was heard on the spot. In the roar, immediately, the clean bottle suddenly emitted a burst of dark divine light. In the divine light, strange Taoist patterns flashed. At the same time, the clean bottle appeared, a terrible scene immediately emerged.

The pure bottle, competing in the void, suddenly became bigger and stronger. Then it contracted violently and returned to its original size. This scene was rapidly changing in almost every breath. In the process of increasing and shrinking, it changed rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, there were dozens of the same changes.

Bang!!

Moreover, as time goes by, the speed of increasing by increasing in speed. In an instant, the clean bottle seemed unable to withstand this terrible impact collision. Countless patterns on it quickly dimmed. Then, on the clean bottle, thin and clear cracks appeared strangely. The cracks covered the entire clean bottle like a spider web at a speed visible to the naked eye. The clean bottle immediately exploded and exploded into countless thin fragments, bursting out like lightning in all directions.

Quarre!!

A sharp and hoarse crow screamed into the entire sky like gold and stone. At the moment when the bottle was broken, you can see that a huge crow dozens of feet suddenly opened its wings, and the feathers flashed with the light of death. The two dark and deep eyes emitted a cold anger.

"Damn it, who is it? You dare to plot against your grandfather Crow. Why don't you get out of here soon and use the magic weapon of cause and effect to plot against me. Grandpa Crow can't spare you."

The crow screamed strangely, almost jumping up and scanning around, but there was no monk who had plotted against him. Fire almost spurted out from his eyes, and his eyes fell into the void. At first glance, Yan Fusheng's figure standing on the blood moon platform, his eyes lit up, without thinking, turned into a black light and broke through the air.

In just a blink of an eye, it turned into the size of a palm and fell on Yan Fusheng's shoulder.

"Master, I failed to protect the master's safety this time, so please punish me." The crow said with shame. Thinking about the way Yan Fusheng gave himself his own safety before, he was confident when he was taken in by a magic weapon of cause and effect, and then thinking about the scene where he was successfully absorbed into it, leaving the master in boundless danger. This is simply an indelible shame.

A stain.

Originally, it planned to perform well in front of Yan Fusheng, but unexpectedly, such a change occurred.

"No need to blame yourself. The magic weapon of cause and effect itself is an extremely strange existence in the early world. If you can break the seal, then accompany me and fight this battle."

Yan Fusheng glanced at the crow indifferently.

From the Blood Moon Platform, the vast and huge blood moon energy penetrated into the body like water. These blood moon energy were more pure than before, and the speed of refining was faster. This time, the refined energy did not directly turn into the immortal reincarnation crystal silk, but directly turned into the purest soul power, instantly poured into the soul fire and poured into the power.

A series of pure power and soul patterns condensed one after another, quickly merged into the horoscope of reincarnation, and merged into each natal talisman.

Supported by the vast and majestic energy, the power and soul pattern is rapidly condensed and increased at a speed of surprise in almost every breath. Every time a path is incorporated, a sudden power breath is transmitted from the reincarnation horoscope. It is a terrifying power that seems to be able to suppress the entire land of abjection.

Interweaving, every drop of the true power of reincarnation contains infinite power. One drop can penetrate the mountain and suppress the abyss.

At the same time, the power of one meter was growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a blink of an eye, it reached a state of height with the body. This transformation was extremely shocking.

In a blink of an eye, with the support of all the powers of hundreds of powerful monks, his nearly complete power was forcibly pushed to the realm of Great Perfection.

With one's cultivation, you can directly reach the peak of the Four Tribulations of the Soul Gathering Realm. As long as you are willing, you can directly lead the Yao Tribulation to gather your spirit at any time. Only when you are in the Blood Moon battlefield can you have this opportunity. Otherwise, even if you have a lot of resources to support it, it will take a lot of time to reach the peak of the Four Tribulations.

The 129,600 natal talismans were constantly shaking, and the natal talismans were continuously fused by the soul patterns.

At the same time, under the furnace of all things, nine-level battle swords were continuously tempered one after another, turning into immortal reincarnation crystal silk, and quickly fused into the palm of the right hand.

Each ninth-level battle sword itself contains a powerful breath of reincarnation.

At this moment, the immortal reincarnation crystal silk produced is not a small number. I saw that in the right hand, the remaining part that had not transformed into a glass crystal was rapidly increasing and transforming at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"kill!!"

Thousands of Golden Sword Guards including Yuan Yaozong rushed to the third level with a strong smell of blood, and sneered and let out a silence. Yao Jian Peak hit Yan Fusheng again fiercely.

"break!!"

Yan Fusheng let out a cold shout from his nose. Yi 1ri did not use any combat skills. He just shook his arms and the Yan Luo Blade in his hand was like a peerless battle sword, and he stabbed the sword at Yao Jianfeng with a fierce sword.

Rumble!!

During the collision, the terrifying power instantly shattered the surrounding void, and the power and soul were greatly improved. The power and soul patterns were integrated into the horoscope of reincarnation, causing the soul patterns containing power to be filled into the Yan Luo Blade, which directly caused the Yan Luo Blade to burst out nearly ten times the terrifying power, and a sword was blasted out, even Yao Jian Peak, to fly backwards involuntarily.

Click!!

Then, Yan Luo Bian collapsed backwards along the terrible power transmitted from Yao Jian Peak, and swept out with a lightning-like knife to one side. The bloody sword light hit thousands of feet.

The sharpness of the Yan Luo Blade, with the terrifying power burst out by the power, almost wiped out everything under the knife like a shattered destruction. A monk who had just entered the third level of the area was shocked, even though he used various means to resist, he was cut in the waist in the actual sword light and fell on the spot.

He died without even a scream.

Hundreds of blood platforms gathered towards Yan Fusheng again.
Chapter completed!