After I divorced, I was chased after by the best saints

Chapter 620 The death of Zhang Baiyu, the son of Wuji God

With Zhang Baiyu's hesitation, Xia Feng had already defeated the entire base of the God-killing Formation.

Looking at the torn foundation stone, Zhang Baiyu was panic-stricken, and his face could not help but show some traces of it. He even thought about striking first and getting rid of Xia Feng before he could react.

However, the broken foundation stones around him and the scattered divine power of Xia Feng's body made the whole space a little chaotic. Zhang Baiyu moved a little and was hit by a divine power, leaving a blood mark on his cheek.

Zhang Baiyu didn't dare to move anymore, and Xia Feng next to him couldn't care about her at this time.

Those broken foundation stones seemed to be carrying a mysterious and mysterious spiritual power and rushed directly towards Xia Feng's sea of ​​​​consciousness. Mixed with a large amount of formation knowledge, Xia Feng's sea of ​​​​consciousness was shocked for a moment.

After a long while, Xia Feng came back to his senses with a slight frown.

He pressed his temples, trying to digest the knowledge inside. This impact not only carried the construction method of the God-killing Array, but also contained many other ancient god arrays.

I think this is a back-up left by the ancient gods. If someone can solve this ancient god formation, they can get the real inheritance inside.

As a result, the Wuji Sect had not been aware of the inheritance contained in it for tens of thousands of years. But today, by some strange combination of circumstances, Xia Feng actually took away their Ancient God Formation inheritance.

Zhang Baiyu was vaguely aware of it, but he couldn't be sure. Seeing Xia Feng pressing his temples, he carefully looked at the magical powers scattered around him, and had some guesses in his mind.

"Boy, did you get any benefits from the God-killing Formation?"

"Now that most of your divine power is consumed in the formation, you don't have any ability to resist anymore."

"If you are wise, give me the things you got from the God-killing Formation. I might be merciful and let you live."

"If you are stubborn..."

There was a ferocious look on Zhang Baiyu's face, and there was blatant threat and murderous intent in his eyes when he looked at Xia Feng.

He took out several powerful one-time attack artifacts from the storage ring and pointed them directly at Xia Feng. It seemed that if he said a word of objection, he would directly attack Xia Feng.

Xia Feng looked at his appearance and laughed out loud.

Zhang Baiyu became so angry that he threw a round bead. When it came into contact with Xia Feng, it exploded and turned into a strong divine power that hit Xia Feng's direction.

The divine armor around Xia Feng flashed once, and then he easily blocked the attack.

Zhang Baiyu was startled for a moment, and then his face turned ugly: "I forgot that you still have such a good thing, but this divine armor can withstand one or two attacks, can it still withstand my attacks endlessly?"

"You are lacking in divine power now, and this kind of defense is not of much use. You might as well just accept your fate."

He seemed to be sure that Xia Feng's divine power had been completely exhausted. Even though he was still a little afraid of Xia Feng, his expression became more and more arrogant.

Xia Feng never admitted that he had taken the inheritance from the God-killing Formation, but the more this happened, the more Zhang Baiyu guessed, and the look he looked at Xia Feng became more and more unkind.

Xia Feng had lost his patience. The God Burial Bell in his left hand shook twice, and then the dull bell rang beside the two of them. Zhang Baiyu only felt that his head was hit by something, and his eyes instantly became so dark that he lost his ability to control the outside world.

He questioned in disbelief: "You can actually use ancient artifacts?"

"Shouldn't all your divine power be exhausted?"

"Could it be that you didn't try your best in the game just now?"

Zhang Baiyu coughed and spit out a mouthful of blood. The darkness in front of his eyes still did not disappear. He could only throw all the one-time attack artifacts in his hand at Xia Feng's side, trying to repel Xia Feng in this way. peak.

Xia Feng, who was on the opposite side, had already been hiding aside for a long time. He just kept hitting the God Burial Bell and used its matching God Burial Technique Nine Rings to kill Zhang Baiyu.

Zhang Baiyu staggered, struggling to get rid of the darkness in front of his eyes, but no matter how hard he threw various attacks, they could not land on Xia Feng and did not cause any harm to him.

On the contrary, Zhang Baiyu was a little overwhelmed by the attack of the God Burial Bell, and his body became heavier and heavier.

He struggled and begged for mercy: "Don't, don't kill me. I am the divine son of the Wuji Sect. If you kill me like this, the Wuji Sect will definitely cause trouble for you."

He tried to lure Xia Feng to talk to find Xia Feng's direction, but unfortunately Xia Feng ignored his words and continued to hit the God Burial Bell with a calm expression, sending out attacks one after another.

Zhang Baiyu on the opposite side became more and more embarrassed, and his words changed from threatening and begging for mercy at the beginning to begging for mercy: "Don't kill me, I have the divine crystal, I also have the divine marrow, or do you want something else?"

"I can give you everything. Even the inheritance of Wuji Sect, I can give you a rubbing."

"If you kill me directly, you will never be able to get the inheritance of Wuji Sect."

Xia Feng's expression moved slightly, and the divine power that struck the God Burial Bell hesitated for a moment, but he became somewhat interested in this inheritance.

But it was just a bit of interest. Before Zhang Baiyu could continue, Xia Feng had already sounded the last of the nine rings of the God of Burial, defeating all the remaining vitality of Zhang Baiyu.

At this time, Zhang Baiyu was at the end of his strength. The light returned to his eyes. Looking at Xia Feng standing in front of him, he still asked unwillingly: "Why..."

"I can even give you the inheritance, why would you rather not inherit it than kill me? The hatred between you and me..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xia Feng's sneer: "Oh? Your Laoshizi inheritance is of no use to me."

"The Wuji Sect is the inheritance of the Wuji Divine Lord. I even took away the inheritance from the Wuji Secret Realm, so what else do I need from the Wuji Sect's inheritance?"

"Not to mention that the God-killing Formation has been in your hands for thousands of years, and you haven't even gotten the inheritance contained in it. I have no curiosity at all about the so-called inheritance of your Wuji Sect."

He lowered his eyes slightly and looked at Zhang Baiyu who was lying on the ground with no breath. He chuckled and said: "Although I am a little curious about your puppet technique, that thing does not rely on your own ability. As long as it kills You, everything in your storage ring still belongs to me, why should I keep you alive?"

Xia Feng waved his hand, and a stream of Lihuo fell out of thin air, raging on Zhang Baiyu's body for a long time. In the end, when not even a wisp of ashes was left, Xia Feng breathed a sigh of relief and took away Zhang Baiyu's storage ring to prepare. Leave this valley, and then release the girls. (End of chapter)

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