Seeing Taihang take the initiative to give Lv Yue the Nightmare Bell, Feng Qi already understood what Taihang meant.

Although the Nightmare Bell is a pseudo-miracle item, it contains a trace of the power of the origin of miracles, which is created by the derivative of the genuine item.

Offering the Nightmare Bell means that Taihang recognizes Lv Yue.

At the same time, he also understands what Lv Yue is going to do next.

It is obvious that he wants to follow the path he has taken before, using the power of the Nightmare Bell to hypnotize himself, so that he can completely release the power of negative emotions in a sober state and become Shura.

Lv Yue has decided to bet his life on this battle.

His eyes turned to Lv Yue, who nodded at him at this time, then looked at Taihang and nodded solemnly again.

He clenched his fist lightly, and the Nightmare Bell shattered.

A ray of purple power burst out from the Nightmare Bell. Taihang, who was beside Feng Qi, muttered something at this time and pointed at Lv Yue.

Suddenly, the ray of power came into contact with Lv Yue's skin and penetrated into Lv Yue's body.

At this time, Lu Yue looked up at the sky. The gray in his eyes gradually turned purple. His gray hair fluttered in the wind. A crazy smile gradually appeared on his cold face.

At this time, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Jian Lan.

Jian Lan then rotated, shot to his chest, and slowly touched his body.

Feng Qi was very familiar with this scene. It was the sword move when Jian Ji merged with the Burning Heaven Sword, and the man and sword became one.

This was Jian Ji's strongest sword move before he gained the power of negative emotions. At that time, he, Mu Qing, and Mu Yu fought Jian Ji together, but they all failed to defeat Jian Ji, who had merged with the man and sword and had the help of millions of sword spirits.

Jian Ji's ultimate move reappeared in Lu Yue's hands.

When Jian Lan and Lu Yue's body were completely merged, Lu Yue's body was covered with a layer of energy plating that blended purple and gray, and his physical strength was greatly enhanced.

Behind Lu Yue, a negative sword lotus formed by the convergence of countless negative emotion sword bodies slowly bloomed, and his momentum rose steadily.

At this time, Lu Yue stretched out his hand and grabbed forward. The gray mist surrounding his body gathered in his palm to form a sword of negative emotions that continued to extend.

Death, anger, despair, fear... At this time, Lu Yue was entangled in negative emotions, like a demon born in hell, full of ominous breath.

Feng Qi could feel that Lu Yue was on the verge of losing control.

Negative emotions constantly impacted Lu Yue's mind, trying to break free from the mental cage and become the main consciousness that dominated Lu Yue.

Fortunately, the power of the nightmare bell suppressed the negative emotions and allowed the negative emotions to exist independently of the main consciousness, constantly giving Lu Yue strength.

Seeing Lu Yue's changes, the Wujian Hell Warrior hanging in the sky showed a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

He had been to hell, so he knew very well what power Lu Yue was controlling.

Looking at Lu Yue's purple eyes full of murderous desire, the blood in the Wujian Warrior's body boiled.

He understood that Lu Yue was in the same group with the guys who came later, but so what, he had even been to hell, so why should he be afraid of death? At

this moment, the fighting blood of the Wujian Warrior was activated.

Evil body!

Roaring, the Wujian warrior's pores opened, and black liquid gushed out, covering his body.

In the blink of an eye, his body turned pitch black, shining with metallic luster in the sun.

At this moment, the Wujian warrior no longer held back, and drove the energy core in his body to start his ultimate fighting state, and his height instantly rose to three meters. At this time,

he waved his hand and pointed at Lu Yue, and several twisted lines appeared in the palm of his hand.

Boom!

The ground with Lu Yue as the center collapsed and sank, and the terrifying invisible pressure continued to sweep from the sky like a wave.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The ground continued to sink, but Lu Yue continued to stand proudly in the air, and the strong physique of man and sword was baptized by the invisible pressure.

At this time, he raised his head and pointed the negative emotion sword in his hand at the Wujian warrior.

Suddenly, the sword lotus behind him turned, and one negative emotion sword after another quickly broke away from the sword lotus and shot towards the Wujian warrior.

In an instant, thousands of swords were unsheathed, and the sky was covered by the mighty swords of negative emotions.

Boom!

The invisible force collided with the surging thousands of swords, and the terrifying shock waves spread layer by layer. The nearby mountains could not withstand the impact of the hurricane and turned into gravel, and then turned into powder and blew away.

At this time, the Wujian warrior moved, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

He came to Lu Yue from the side, broke the sound barrier with his fist, and hit Lu Yue's waist with a hot air flow.

A crazy smile appeared on Lu Yue's face, and his right hand pointed at the fist of the Wujian warrior in the shape of a sword.

The moment the fist and finger touched, a dark space crack was instantly generated, stretching for more than ten meters and lasting for a long time.

Boom!

The power generated in an instant made the ground sink suddenly, forming a circular giant pit.

Under the terrifying impact force, cracks spread around the giant pit and continued to spread, and then the ground sank again suddenly.

The moment the Wujian warrior touched Lu Yue's sword finger, Lu Yue's negative emotional power entered the Wujian warrior's body.

This blow was comparable to being slashed by a ghost sword in the state of Fengqi Shura.

It stands to reason that a life eroded by negative emotions will be unable to move, but the Wujian warrior is not affected at all. He shook his body, and the scars all over his body wandered like a centipede, and the gray in his eyes was accompanied by a hint of dark red:

"Hahahaha, familiar torture, it is the power from hell."

Negative emotions not only did not destroy the will of the Wujian warrior, but aroused his ferocity, making him recall his memory of endless fighting in Wujian hell.

That was the real hell in his eyes.

It was like a meat grinder of life, with countless creatures devouring each other and doing whatever it took to survive.

He couldn't remember how many creatures he had slaughtered there and how many lives he had eaten. In his memory, he never stopped fighting.

In the end, through his own efforts, he successfully joined the Scorched Earth, one of the three major forces in Wujian hell.

On the way to escape Wujian hell, he was numbered 238.

At that time, his team gathered 5.98 million people.

No one knows how long the road to the hell is. He got the number with his own fist, which is a proof of his strength.

On the long road to escape from the hell, they feed each other, use their strength to determine their numbers, and eat the member with the last number together every time they are hungry.

He doesn't remember how long he walked on this journey.

The 5.98 million hell group finally had less than 500 people left. There was no danger on the road, and the dead soldiers just became food on their way forward.

Only then did they successfully escape from the hell.

(PS: The chapter about the hell is in Chapter 539.)

At this moment, the negative emotions released by Lu Yue eroded the sea of ​​consciousness of the warriors of the hell, and also aroused his memories of that painful period.

Instead of being crushed by the pain, the warriors of the hell became even more terrible.

His face became distorted, and his right arm suddenly moved forward, pressing Lu Yue's right arm and hitting Lu Yue's chest.

"Die!"

Lu Yue was picked up by a punch while roaring, and his figure floated in the air.

The Wujian warrior stomped the ground angrily, and his figure rose into the air like a cannonball. His arms were like two whips, and he began to whip Lu Yue's body frantically.

His strength gradually increased under the stimulation of the power of negative emotions.

Lu Yue, who was hit continuously, opened his mouth and coughed up blood, and the madness in his eyes became more and more intense.

The pain of being hit made his negative emotions grow and made his strength stronger.

If the source of negative emotions is regarded as a ball of fire, anger, pain, despair, and all other negative emotions can make the flame of negative emotions burn more vigorously.

He turned around and faced the Wujian warrior under the heavy blow, and slowly opened his hands.

The negative sword lotus appeared behind him, imprinted on his back, and turned into a rotating tattoo.

Lu Yue gathered his strength at this time, twisted his body, and then punched the Wujian warrior fiercely.

The moment the fist hit, an illusory huge purple sword body was instantly generated, hitting the Wujian warrior's head heavily, pressing him to the ground.

The illusory sword body fell to the ground and pressed the Wujian warrior into the ground.

Boom!

The already broken earth trembled, and several mountains collapsed one after another.

But Lu Yue's attack was not over yet. He loosened his fist into a sword finger and slashed forward.

The earth seemed to have become a canvas in Lu Yue's eyes. One after another, the sword marks that penetrated the earth were imprinted on the earth and engraved on the body of the Wujian warrior.

When Lu Yue's attack stopped, the terrain changed accordingly.

The mountains had been flattened, and the earth was penetrated by a series of canyons that penetrated deep into the ground and crisscrossed.

The terrifying sword attack was not over yet. A constant stream of negative power emerged from Lu Yue's body, transformed into a sword body and pierced into the earth. Finally, a huge sword lotus rose from the entire earth.

The figure of the Wujian warrior also appeared at this time.

After enduring the baptism of the most fierce sword moves, fine cracks appeared on his body, blood was overflowing from his body, and he was covered with wounds.

But he looked up at the sky, with infinite fighting spirit in his eyes, and he was not afraid at all.

Ang~

A high-pitched roar resounded through the heaven and earth. He opened his hands and clenched his fists. The cracks on his body healed. His body, which was wrapped in black, healed instantly.

At this time, he turned into a black stream of light and soared into the sky, colliding with the downward-pressing sword lotus.

With a crazy laugh, the Wujian warrior lifted the sword lotus into the air little by little.

"Kill!"

Using his body to hit the negative emotion sword lotus, the Wujian warrior's body surface once again appeared cracks under the terrifying pressure of the flesh, and the negative emotional power continued to impact his spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

But he did not dodge, and wanted to tear the sword lotus in the most direct way, wanting to tear a path to Lv Yue.

Even if doing so might cause his flesh to shatter and die.

At this time, he had not yet killed Lv Yue, but the terrifying killing intent had arrived, like a beast that locked on its prey and was about to pounce on it, and the killing desire in his eyes was not concealed at all.

The sword lotus turned, and the criss-crossing sword energy continued to cut wounds on the Wujian warrior's body surface.

But even the power of the sword lotus could not withstand the Wujian warrior in a crazy state.

The sword lotus was slowly lifted up, and when it reached a certain height, it was broken into pieces by the Wujian warrior in an extremely violent way.

"Kill!"

The pitch-black fist instantly approached Lu Yue's face and hit Lu Yue's face heavily, causing blood to spurt out of Lu Yue's face.

Then the pure physical killing moves were displayed like a storm, and Lu Yue had no power to fight back. His body was like a lone boat in the wind and waves, swaying with the wind and waves.

Boom!

Lu Yue's chest was sunken after being hit repeatedly, and gray blood spurted out of his mouth, and his eyes were briefly dull.

At this time, the Wujian warrior grabbed Lu Yue's arm with one hand, and then opened his mouth suddenly and bit forward.

Snap!

Lu Yue's arm was broken and was thrown away by the Wujian warrior, and then the right arm was next.

Seeing this scene, Feng Qi's face was cold.

But he did not let Zhang Daowen take action. If he intervened in this battle at this time, Lu Yue would definitely die.

He looked forward to Lu Yue continuing to fight again, breaking through himself in the battle, and completing the continuation of life.

The Hell Warrior is a whetstone in Lv Yue's eyes. If he can't sharpen himself, the only outcome is that he will be broken.

Under the violent offensive, Lv Yue's limbs were broken and discarded.

The Hell Warrior finally set his sights on Lv Yue's head and was about to bite down on his neck, but an accident happened.

The area where Lv Yue lost his arms and legs was wrapped in purple and gray energy, generating negative emotional limbs. At the moment the Hell Warrior bit down, his arms hit the Hell Warrior's head heavily.

Negative emotions penetrated into the Hell Warrior's body, and the arms carrying the terrifying sword intent knocked the Hell Warrior away.

But the Hell Warrior reacted quickly, and stabilized his body at the moment he was knocked away, approaching Lv Yue again like a hungry tiger.

In terms of physical skills, the violent fighting style does not dodge at all, and uses the fighting method to interpret that the strongest way is to attack.

As long as you suppress the opponent so that he can't make a move, this is your own protection and defense.

Kill!

The warrior of the Infernal Hell tore Lu Yue's left arm again, and a heavy punch hit Lu Yue's face directly, knocking him to the ground.

The moment Lu Yue fell, the Infernal Hell warrior disappeared on the spot and gathered strength on the ground.

When Lu Yue approached, the right fist after gathering strength was swung out like a battle axe.

Boom!

Even though the physical strength was greatly improved by the fusion with the sword body, this punch almost cut Lu Yue's body in half. The

violent storm-like attack appeared again.

Under the attack of the Infernal Hell warrior, Lu Yue had little chance to fight back, and could only let the Infernal Hell warrior beat him continuously.

But after integrating the power of negative emotions, Lu Yue's body became particularly tough.

Even in the face of the physical bombardment of the Infernal Hell warrior, it did not completely collapse, but fine cracks appeared on his body. The

violent attack has not ended yet, but under the high load of physical energy, the speed of the Infernal Hell warrior began to slow down.

Lu Yue finally seized the opportunity to get rid of the close attack. His arms, transformed by negative power, gathered in front of him. Suddenly, the illusory giant sword of negative consciousness reappeared and collided directly with the attacking Wuxian warrior.

The Wuxian Hell warrior still did not dodge.

He leaned sideways and put the giant sword on his shoulder, pushing the illusory giant sword forward inch by inch with terrifying power.

Ah ah ah ah!

Amid the roar that resounded through the world, cracks appeared on the surface of the illusory giant sword, as if it would break at any time.

Lu Yue's eyes were cold, with a crazy smile on the corners of his mouth, and his hands clasped in front of him pressed down little by little.

The negative illusory giant sword soon reached its limit and exploded in the air. The burst of terrifying power also pushed the Wuxian warrior away.

The broken negative illusory giant sword turned into a gray negative emotion light ball and returned to Lu Yue's side, penetrating his body surface.

At this time, Lu Yue clasped his hands in front of him, and the sword lotus behind him reappeared.

The sword lotus composed of the sword bodies of negative emotions began to gather under Lu Yue's conscious control, and finally gathered into a huge sword body of negative consciousness.

When Lu Yue suddenly opened his eyes, the surging negative power emerged from his body and wrapped his body.

A tall figure constructed by negative power appeared and wrapped Lu Yue's body.

This negative energy body has a hideous and terrifying appearance, like a Shura, full of ominous aura. The energy giant

reached out and grabbed the negative emotion sword formed by the sword lotus.

In an instant, the terrifying pressure swept all around, and Lu Yue's eyes began to bleed, and his body gradually could not support the surge of negative emotional power.

But Lu Yue did not give up the control of the negative emotion energy giant.

At this moment, Lu Yue had already gambled his life.

The only remaining will controlled the giant to raise the negative emotion power giant sword, and slashed directly at the attacking Wujian warrior with a sword move that opened up the world.

Realizing that this was Lu Yue's desperate attack, the Wujian warrior also surged the blood and qi in his body at this moment, gathered it into his right hand, and then punched out his most desperate punch.

The fist shadow swung out continued to expand under the filling of blood and qi, turning into a blood and qi fist larger than the negative emotion fist, colliding with the negative emotion giant sword.

Boom!

The sky was negative, and fine cracks appeared one after another. The terrifying energy pressure swept all around, and even Feng Qi and others in the distance were affected by the shock wave.

The battle between the two seemed to break the whole world.

At this time, Zhang Daowen took a step forward, and the ice and snow field was instantly generated. Snowflakes floated in the sky, gathering into an ice crystal barrier to resist the wave after wave of shock waves.

"Boss, will Uncle Lu Yue win?"

Xiaoyou, who was lying in Feng Qi's arms, looked at Feng Qi with a little worry and said.

"Yes!"

Feng Qi nodded firmly, looking at the two figures surrounded by dazzling energy.

At this time, Lu Yue's vitality was gradually dissipating, but he continued to stimulate the power of negative emotions.

The main consciousness protected by the power of the nightmare bell was as crazy as the negative consciousness.

The burning of life made Lu Yue weaker and weaker. At this moment, countless images appeared in his mind.

"Lu Yue, we are human beings. The invisible blood shackles bound our growth. Growth requires the relay of one generation after another. Accept our mediocrity. Our generation is destined not to become strong."

"Born as human beings, we have no choice. We don't want to be weak..."

"Lifespan, blood potential, weak physical fitness... These factors are obstacles on our way to becoming strong. Accept the reality."

"Lu Yue, we are the marriage department. Your blood is very worth continuing. We hope that you can leave the hope of becoming a peerless swordsman to the next generation..."

...

Countless voices are telling him that he can't become a strong man, just because he is a human being.

Even among humans, he is not a top strong man.

He is not a strong man like Tianshu who awakens the potential of blood, nor is he a strong man like Mu Qing who controls the power of scarlet runes, nor is he a strong man like Brother Qi in the main timeline who has the ability to grow by killing. He is even more far away from Zhang Daowen, who is born with the potential for growth of extremely strong blood.

He is unwilling to face his mediocre self, nor is he willing to compromise.

Born as a human, he wants to transcend himself and become a strong man who can stand in the world 1,500 years later with a mortal body.

If he can't break through in despair, it's better to die in despair.

The true solution of the magic sword made him see the possibility of matching the strong with a mortal body.

This time, he fought to break through himself and to break through the shackles of mediocrity that mortals must have.

At this moment.

Transcend, or die.

Roar! Kill!

Lu Yue's flesh and blood body shattered bit by bit, but he still resolutely controlled the giant sword of negative emotions and broke through the fist shadow condensed by blood energy inch by inch.

Boom!

A sword opened the sky.

This sword carried Lu Yue's unstoppable sword momentum, shattered the fist shadow, and slashed down with the power of heaven and earth like an eternity, piercing through the flesh and blood of the Wu Jian warrior.

The terrifying power instantly radiated in all directions, and a mushroom cloud of energy rose from the ground.