God-slaughtering King

After thinking hard for a long time, Nanmen Feng scolded himself for being confused. No one can recognize his present appearance. However, for the sake of safety, I'd better go out and see if there are some hidden cultivation skills.

There are more than 400000 middle grade yuan stones and 10000 top grade yuan stones on his body. After taking out 200000 middle grade yuan stones and smashing them, nanmenfeng said goodbye to Zifeng and came out of the God killing tower.

Pushing the door out, Nanmen Maple felt an unprecedented comfort. It's really hard to stay in the tower for more than five years. We must improve our strength as soon as possible and bring out the purple wind.

When he came to the front hall and sat down, the waiter immediately came forward.

"Two pots of drunken spring breeze!" then ordered some dishes. When a warrior arrives at the spiritual realm, he doesn't need food to maintain his life, but he inevitably has some appetite.

Just as Nanmen Maple was drinking, the voice of discussion among the crowd caught his attention.

"Have you heard? Wind and Thunder Valley suddenly opened a crack three months ago. There was an underground world under the crack."

"I've heard it for a long time. At first, some people wanted to sneak into the underground world and were killed by Fengmen and leizong. Now, no one dares to think about the underground world any more."

"You don't know!" someone said proudly: "the underground world has attracted the attention of other forces in Leizhou. Many large doors have rushed over these days. The damper and leizong can't be stopped no matter how powerful they are!"

"What's more, some forces with Emperor Wu are coming, and there will only be more and more people. Fengmen and leizong have been excluded by those foreign forces."

Nanmen Feng was very curious about the underground world when he heard this.

"Shh! You want to die. Keep your voice down."

Fengmen and leizong dominate Fenglei city together, which has long caused dissatisfaction among the martial arts in Fenglei city. They are afraid of their strength and dare not say anything. Now with the participation of foreign forces, the crowd is much bolder.

Just as the crowd was noisy, the front suddenly moved, and the crowd pushed forward. Half an hour later, Nanmen Maple finally squeezed into the place of the incident.

Half of the wind roared, half of the sky thundered, a gap across the center, and even the wonders of heaven and earth!

At this time, the crowd was constantly passing through the dark gap. A group of people in black and white stood on both sides, and their eyes kept sweeping through the crowd.

Occasionally, some people will shout to stop. Those who are stopped outside have no external cultivation beyond the true realm.

"Is there anything fishy in the middle?" nanmenfeng had no time to think and was crowded into the gap by the crowd behind him. Now that you're here, let's find out. There's no time to hesitate. You've been squeezed into the gap by the crowd.

Inspired by the strong wind, Qingyi hunts. Nanmen Maple stepped into the air and kept falling. He quickly took out the Xuanyuan sword to resist the sword.

A dark space, a little light passing through it. The roaring wind is sandwiched with the sound of rolling thunder, which is very dull in the space.

The sight gradually became clear. The maple at the South Gate swept around and impressively found that the strange peaks and winding cliffs in the underground world seemed to be in another world.

Before long, it finally fell to the ground. There was no life in the bare area, only the sound of wind and thunder sounded in this space.

In the distance came the sound of fighting and shouting for killing. No matter where you go, you can't avoid killing. Nanmen Maple looked around, meditated for a long time, and walked in the direction of the wind and thunder.

"Stop!"

Not far away, suddenly a voice drank Nanmen maple. When he ran away, the front three stopped the way.

"Boy, hand over all the things wisely. We can consider sparing your life!"

Two people on the seventh floor of Zhenjing and one on the sixth floor of Zhenjing looked strong. They stopped in front of maple at the south gate, looking proud and cold.

"Are you talking to me?" Nanmen Feng asked with a smile.

"Nonsense!" the man in the middle shouted angrily, "is there anyone else here besides you? Be happy and don't waste everyone's time."

Nanmen Feng said faintly, "yes, there is really no one here except me. What are you?"

"Die!" one of them shouted, "boy, I was going to spare your life, but now it doesn't seem necessary."

Nanmen Feng said indifferently, "you're right. There's really no need for that!" what he hated most in his life was the rapists and looters. Moreover, he also wanted to find someone to practice his skills after five years of isolation. These three people are perfect for him.

"Die!"

The man on the left took the lead, and the light of the knife burst, setting off a bright color in the dark world.

The two people beside them looked at it with a smile. Obviously, in their view, it was just a small effort to deal with the seventh floor of Zhenjing and the sixth floor of Zhenjing.

Boom!

The scream began, and a figure suddenly drew a track and hit the two people whose smile had not yet receded!

"It's too weak!"

Withdraw your right fist, Nanmen Feng murmured. Just a random punch did not use martial arts at all, but the man had been thrown by a punch.

"Ha ha! The boy looks like a human. It's not useful in an embroidered pillow." when the two saw the figure flying upside down, the crazy laughter stopped suddenly.

"What's going on?"

Looking at their lifeless companions lying on the ground, they looked at each other at a loss. The seventh floor of Zhenjing was killed by the sixth floor of Zhenjing? This was completely beyond their expectation.

"Now, it's your turn!"

Nanmen Feng walked slowly, and they suddenly turned white.

"Run!" I don't know who shouted first. Their bodies burst up and rushed away in different directions.

"It's late!"

The maple in the South Gate sneered, and the eight changes in the wind began to catch up with the man on the seventh floor of the real environment on the left.

Boom!

The man on the left was less than thirty feet away when he heard the wind behind him. In his horror, he hurried back. He saw that the South Gate Maple was like a murderous God, and hit it down with a terrible momentum. It's too late to hide.

On the occasion of life and death, the man didn't think much about it. He summoned up the courage to shout, and suddenly turned and stabbed at the maple in the south gate.

Pooh!

The blood gushed out in the air, and the scream sounded, which made the person on the other side faster. In a boxing, Nanmen Maple head didn't turn back and directly turned around to chase the man on the right.

Hearing the scream, the man on the right already knew that it was bad. He only hated that his parents had two legs less, and urged Zhenyuan to sweep away quickly.

But he is only the sixth floor of the real world. How can he be the opponent of Nanmen Feng? Running less than a hundred feet away, I heard the wind behind my head.

Shocked at the bottom of my heart, I suddenly stopped and turned to look at the maple in the south gate.

The sudden move shocked Nanmen Feng, stopped and glanced at each other faintly. However, at the age of twenty-four or five, he has the strength of the sixth floor of the real world. The strength of Leizhou wuzhe really exceeds that of Yunzhou.

With a thump, the man suddenly knelt down and cried, "brother, I'm wrong. Your adult has let me go this time."

"If you knew so, why did you have to start?" Nanmen Feng sighed and murmured, "it must not be the first time you've done such a thing. Let's go on the road at ease!"

If he had gone through the great changes in Ziyun University, nanmenfeng might have really let him go. The death of King Sheng gave Nanmen Feng a clear understanding of the cruel world.

The strong live, the weak die!

"I'll fight with you!" the man suddenly burst into a rage, and the long sword in his hand took a dazzling flame and roared towards the South Gate Maple chest!

"Why?"

The wind roared past, and a figure flew away with the scream.

Nanmen Feng put away the three people's storage bags, meditated for a moment, and then continued to walk in the direction of the wind and thunder.

The cliffs are steep, the mountains are surrounded by people, and fierce battles break out from time to time. Is this the destination?

The mountain on the left is surrounded by strong wind, and the mountain on the right is thundering. There is always lightning across the sky, which makes the sky transparent!

By the light of the lightning, Nanmen Maple could see clearly. The two peaks are less than a hundred feet apart to form a canyon. It's like being cut off with a sharp sword and retreating to both sides.

After hesitating for a moment, Nanmen Maple went towards the mountain on the left.

As soon as he set foot on the mountain, the maple in the South Gate shook and was almost blown down by the strong wind. The air is full of the whimpering sound of the wind. Looking around, the mountains in the distance are crowded with people, all climbing slowly upward!

True territory warriors have the ability to fly imperial weapons, but no one here dares to do so. It's no different from looking for death!

Even so, from time to time, some people fell down from the mountain with the strong wind, and screamed one after another. But the crowd showed no sign of stopping and still headed for the top of the mountain.

The mountain is more than a thousand feet high, and the wind at the foot of the mountain is so fierce. What is the situation if we continue to go up?

It has been difficult to make progress since I realized the meaning of wind in Ziyun University. This is a great place to understand the meaning of the wind. Nanmen Maple stopped immediately and felt the strong wind passing by!

Consciousness soared in the strong wind, and the whole person of Nanmen Maple seemed to float up. Standing high in the sky overlooking the earth, the dense crowd is crawling like an ant colony in the middle of the mountain.

The strong wind comes from the top of the mountain, and consciousness continues to rise.

A hundred feet!

Two hundred feet!

Five hundred feet!

When the consciousness floated to 800 feet, Nanmen Maple suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his mind and immediately woke up. Deep eyes looked at the top of the mountain, "where is there? What will make him seem to step into the forbidden area!"

Firm steps slowly upward, the roaring wind sounded in his ears, Nanmen Maple forgot everything, and all he thought was the top of the mountain.

"Ah!"

The shrill scream was mixed with the strong wind, and another person could not resist the force of the wind and fell from the top of the mountain. The higher up, the denser the crowd.

When nanmenfeng came to 300 feet, nearly a thousand people had gathered here. They seemed to be waiting for something and didn't continue to take that step.

Just walking, Nanmen Feng noticed the proud look of the crowd. Taking back his steps and sweeping away his consciousness, Nanmen Feng suddenly realized. It turns out that as long as you take another step, the wind will be several times stronger. Presumably, the person who was rolled down before failed to pass this level.

With a faint smile, Nanmen Maple stepped out. The body trembled violently and soon stabilized.

"How strong!"

The power here is enough to stop the lower martial arts in the later stage of Zhenjing. No wonder they look at themselves. Those who stay here are all martial artists below the later stage of Zhenjing. They must think they will be swept down like the previous people.