"Master Wuwei, Master Wangyou, I don't care about my life or death, I beg you to lend a hand."

Feng Wuyou was as elegant as an orchid, and he touched his chest with his right hand. A pleasant male voice sounded softly, "No prayer, no fear." These words were spoken by him for Yunluo.

The leisurely ringing of bronze Taoist bells and bronze Buddhist bells could be heard in the night sky. In the West Lake, two heads, one big and one small, emerged. A black turtle had a head as big as a pig's, and a golden carp had a head as small as a snake's. They roared silently at the moon together.

The white fog drifted away from the West Lake, making it impossible for tourists who came to the West Lake at night to see the scenery a few meters away.

"Soul Death."

Feng Wuyou shouted, and the ghost-like apparition behind him turned around quietly, dispersing all the smoke and leaving only a palm-sized bright red crescent blade with fine scales hovering quietly. It was shaped like a crescent moon, with blades sharp inside and outside, covered with tiny red scales, and was as delicate as a work of art. Under the moonlight, it had a hint of coldness and resentment, just like a girl in her boudoir waiting for her lover to return.

Since he awakened his superpowers at the age of ten, Feng Wuyou has always been accompanied by Hunshang, who drank the blood of his enemies and helped Hunshang grow quietly. Feng Wuyou felt that Hunshang was about to come back to life, just like those material beasts with wisdom. Feng Wuyou was looking forward to meeting Hunshang in person. She was his daughter, she was his sister.

"Sword coming."

Yun Luo raised his head slightly. He could feel that there were four ninth-level telekinetics lingering over the West Lake, watching his battle with Feng Wuyou from a distance. Yun Luo naturally heard Feng Wuyou's words, knowing that this was the silent promise of the will of the sun. He could fight without worrying about dying because there were four ninth-level telekinetics present.

The dark Death Sacrifice Prison Star Sword glowing with a faint starlight quietly rotated and fell into Yun Luo's right hand. The three-foot-nine-inch sword body was sharp and fierce, which was the curse of countless sorrowful souls and the destination of his gray-white death sword intent.

Yun Luo never worried that he would not be able to stop himself and kill Feng Wuyou. Not to mention Feng Wuyou's own combat power, even the mental power and will of the tenth-level demigod demon Feng Wuyou in the sea of ​​consciousness of the Sun's Will could help Feng Wuyou resist all the light of death.

The white fog covered the entire West Lake. The fog was so thick that the tourists could not see clearly in front and behind, and had to retreat from the West Lake. If there were an Evolved Being who could fly up to the sky and overlook the West Lake, he would be surprised to find that there were two whirlpools spinning in the white fog, accumulating terrifying momentum, quietly waiting for that shocking blow, perhaps life or death.

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"I will be like a god and kill all the people in the world!"

Chanting in a long voice, Yun Luo emanated tens of thousands of sharp sword threads, each of which carried the grayish-white sword intent of death. Each of the sword threads was entangled with the dark Death Sacrifice Prison Star Sword, which was glowing with a faint starlight. It was a red that was extremely black, as if it was a sword of sin made of solidified blood.

Yun Luo, who already has the fifth level of invisible sword energy in the Nine Heavens Stars, can control every strand of tens of thousands of sword threads with ease, and can combine the gray-white sword intent of death that is imprinted in his soul with the sword threads into one. He can even combine all his power into one, which is extremely terrifying. The tip of the Death Sacrifice Hell Star Sword glows with a cold light.

Just after this flash of cold light appeared, a voice of Wuliang Tianzun was heard from the Baopuzi Taoist Temple, and a voice of Amitabha was heard from the Lingyin Temple. This is a power that transcends the limit and crosses the taboo! It is a terror that can kill the ninth level!

In the Black Domain, no matter how talented an Evolver is, it is difficult for him to kill a Level 9 Evolver at Level 7. No matter how invincible and powerful a Level 6 Evolver is, he can only survive a Level 9 Evolver at best. The worst that a Level 9 Evolver can achieve is the Path of Strength, not to mention the Path of Domain that leads directly to the Level 10 Holy Domain.

For an eighth-level evolver, his body, telekinesis, true strength, secret weapons, and supernatural powers will all be fully mature. This is a necessary process. For an evolver who has not gone through this step, it is impossible for his combat power to match that of a ninth-level evolver.

However, the sword demon with the eighth-level combat power used a mysterious power-condensing technique to condense all his strength into a point of cold light, which made the ninth-level existence feel cold.

It is recognized by everyone in the Black Domain that the Sword Demon is not a level seven evolver.

These stupid earthlings naturally didn't know that Yun Luo was displaying a special secret technique of invisible sword energy from the Nine Heavens Stars that was only available in the doomsday world. It was the ultimate pure power, a compound energy. Even though he was at level ten in the doomsday world, he couldn't directly upgrade all his body's strength into sword energy, and could only perform multiple power conversions when he was about to use it in battle.

Jian Yuan is a killing move that can tear apart a tenth-level domain. It can ignore those messy domains and cut through tenth-level enemies with a sword. It is so terrifying.

There is no power in the world that does not require a price. He has cultivated the sword energy that can ignore the separation of domains, which means that he will never be able to cultivate a domain in his lifetime. However, the invisible sword energy of Jiutian Xingdou takes the path of breaking all laws with one sword.

In the doomsday world, when the hostile level 10s attacked him, they would taunt him by saying that he was an incomplete man who didn't even have a domain. He couldn't say that. Once he heard it, he would stab him with the Death Sacrifice Hell Star Sword without saying a word.

With a five-star, eight-level combat power and the proud son of the sun's will, Feng Wuyou was worthy of Yunluo's seriousness. He could feel that Feng Wuyou was a genius evolver who could really kill him!

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"I will be like a demon..."

Feng Wuyou heard Yun Luo's low moan. That was the will of the sword demon and the sharpest sword. The sword demon never regretted killing people. Even if there were tens of millions of people in front of him, as long as he was still alive, he would kill them all without fear, without hesitation or doubt. The sword demon's coldness was truly inhumane and it was the path of power that belonged to the sword demon.

Feng Wuyou could not finish his sentence after only saying half of it. He suddenly realized that he, the chosen one with the will of the sun, could not find the path to power he wanted to take. He just buried his head in becoming stronger and stronger, and his heart was empty.

Is it to kill, or to protect? Is it to kill for others, or to kill for oneself?

He fell into confusion. He vaguely felt that a brighter road to power was about to open up before his eyes, but he couldn't see it clearly. He wanted to break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly, to become stronger, as powerful as a demon, and then what should he do?

Feng Wuyou, who was in an unconscious state, somehow grasped a thread of destiny. The dormant tenth-level demigod power in the sea of ​​consciousness was aroused by Feng Wuyou's power, and became hysterically powerful. That was the unparalleled brilliance of the tenth level. The soul of sorrow lit up with a red light like flowing blood, hovering above Feng Wuyou's right palm, becoming brighter and colder.

A silver light shone from the blood-red soul. It was the light of mental power condensed to the extreme. A bit of silver light startled the four ninth-level beasts. The two ninth-level beasts in the West Lake swam together, back to back. They didn't want to be used as targets by those two stupid humans. The two ninth-level masters in the Taoist temple and Buddhist temple smiled.

The tenth-level demigod demon is so good to his nephew Feng Wuyou that it is speechless.

The destructive power of the Sword Demon and the Sun Will both soared to level nine at this moment!

But the Sword Demon is like a grassroots rich man who started his own business, while the Sun Will is a second-generation rich man who used his family's large sum of money to start his own business. Both of them are equally rich and successful, but their realms are different.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Hehe, the demigod mental power in Feng Wuyou's sea of ​​consciousness is used less and less, but the human demon said that he would not only provide his nephew with a tenth-level demigod mental power for free but also in large quantities. He would give him as much as he wanted and even deliver it to his door.

…

Feng Wuyou moved unconsciously and jumped off a cliff at a corner of the Gem Mountain. At this moment, the bright red and silver Hunshang merged with Feng Wuyou, becoming indistinguishable from each other and turning into a red vortex with a point of silver light on the top, pointing directly at Yunluo!

Yun Luo stood still like a mountain. He raised his hand and grasped the sword. A cold light flashed, and at the moment when the red vortex was about to pounce on him, he raised the sword and stabbed!

The silver light and the cold light collided, there was dead silence, but there was a terrifying fear spreading. The four level nine people watching the battle nearby concentrated their attention, ready to attack at any time if something went wrong and snatch people away from the scythe of the god of death. Feng Wuyou didn't need to worry, even if the four of them died, Feng Wuyou would not die. They really thought that the protection of the tenth level demigod was cotton candy.

In West Lake City, the ninth-level evolver, Gravitational Xu Yifeng, opened his eyes in the secret room and looked towards West Lake: "This feeling is like that person's, but he is guarding the capital, so that means Wuyou's. Which ninth-level evolver is sparring with Wuyou? There are four ninth-level evolvers in West Lake, so there is no need to worry about Wuyou's safety."

The silver-blue parrot professor, a level nine exotic beast, stopped drinking yogurt and looked towards the east with his red bird eyes: "You are so annoying. I curse you for eating instant noodles without seasoning packets. Level nine is great. I am also level nine. Ha."

Shang Chao, a level 8, one-star Blood Hand Slaughterer, was editing the TV series Adventures of the Runaway Princess in the editing room. At this time, he looked up and stared to the east: "It's the Sword Demon. I didn't expect him to go this far."

There were also some level nine fighters who were passing by or traveling, and at this moment, they all felt the creepy aura of power emanating from the West Lake. It was a magical deep cold that transcended time and space.

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"I will be like a demon and be her enemy in the whole world!"

There was a loud bang, as brilliant as fireworks, with silver and white fireworks filling the sky and spreading across the entire night sky, just like a fireworks festival over West Lake, dazzling and unparalleled, with the most extreme beauty, and visible to most of West Lake City.

Unfortunately, only the evolvers in the Black Domain can appreciate this beauty. Ordinary people cannot see the power fluctuations of true energy and mental power. Ignorance is also a kind of bliss.

All the evolvers who appreciated this splendid scene felt a chill in their hearts and felt the terrifying and deep cold power. Those were two level nine beings fighting with all their might. Their power was pure to the extreme. They were both the most terrifying evolvers.

The white mist covering the entire West Lake dissipated, and the cold lake water reflected the light of the stars and the moon. The place where the battle took place was a water area dyed red by bright red blood. This area of ​​water was nineteen meters deep and as deep as an abyss. (To be continued...)

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