Su Yiwen Lingzhao

Picking up flowers in the morning and evening?

Feng Wuji thought about it for a moment, then praised: "I have a hunch that this supernatural power will definitely be crowned on the gold list of supernatural powers in the future! It will lead the world in the God's Domain!"

Su Yi smiled and said nothing.

He stood up and walked towards the sixth floor.

Feng Wuji hurriedly followed.

…

The abominations on the sixth level are already comparable to the **** masters at the level of six refinements.

Su Yi didn't try to fight again.

Because there is no qualification for confrontation at all.

After reaching the sixth floor, he directly operated the mystery of reincarnation, and used the power of the Nine Prison Sword to kill all the way.

Reincarnation is supposed to restrain undead creatures like gods and evils. remember URL

With the power of the Nine Prison Sword, Su Yi did not encounter much danger when he entered the sixth floor.

However, Su Yi knew very well that if he were to be the real Lord of the Six Refinements, even if he used the Nine Prison Sword and the power of reincarnation, he was doomed to have no hope of winning.

The reason is very simple. Abominations have no vitality and cannot change. Except for their combat power being comparable to that of the Six Refining God Masters, they are completely incomparable with the Six Refining God Masters in other respects.

In the final analysis, the limit of Su Yi's current combat power is comparable to that of the Five Alchemists.

Only when using the supernatural powers such as "pick up flowers in the morning" can you be sure of killing the enemy.

…

When he reached the seventh floor, Su Yi took out the robbery umbrella, which completely covered him and Feng Wuji's aura, and sneaked into hiding.

This time it was too dangerous, not only was it filled with abominations comparable to those of the Lord of the Seven Refinements, but it was also filled with an extremely strange and filthy aura.

Once he makes a move, even if Su Yi uses the power of Samsara and Nine Prison Sword, he will suffer unpredictable accidents.

There was no danger along the way, and I reached the eighth floor smoothly.

"It's strange, that old fellow Bu Yehou has never shown up until now..."

Standing on the eighth floor, Su Yi suddenly noticed something abnormal.

"Never at night?"

Feng Wuji was confused, "Where is this sacred?"

"The owner of the Dao of Transformation Blood Cave, a tea tree that was born in the ancient times of God's Domain."

Su Yi's eyes flashed with reminiscence, "That old guy, like the gods here, suffered terrible catastrophe, so he could only take root in the deepest part of this Dao of Transformation Blood Cave to avoid disaster."

In the world, Buyehou refers to "tea".

Wangyoujun refers to "wine".

The owner of this place, Bu Ye Hou, refers to a mysterious and ancient tea tree.

In a sense, this tea tree can even be called the most terrifying existence in the Killing Devil's Nest, far from being comparable to other gods and evils.

Back when Li Fuyou reached the eighth floor with his sword, he met Bu Yehou, and the two had a very happy chat.

Hou Buye entertained Li Fuyou with tea and gave Li Fuyou three tea leaves before leaving.

These three tea leaves, which purify the mind and nourish the mind, are absolute rare treasures that have long since disappeared in the original God's Domain.

Li Fuyou regarded them as treasures, and did not take out these three tea leaves to cook and drink until later when he stepped into the Nine Refining God Realm.

And Su Yi came here this time because he wanted to see Buyehou again. Who would have thought that until now, as the owner of the Dao of Transformation Blood Cave, Buyehou has never appeared.

This made Su Yi vaguely feel that some kind of drastic change might have taken place here!

"Has the owner of this Dao of Transformation blood cave suffered an accident?"

Feng Wuji felt chills in his heart, "In other words, the accident that my family's ancestor suffered is very likely to be the same as that of Buyehou!"

Su Yi didn't say anything and continued to act.

When he was about to reach the end of the eighth floor, suddenly, as if aware of it, he stomped quietly and picked up a dead branch from the ground on one side.

The branches were scorched black, as if they had been struck by lightning, just like a piece of wood struck by lightning.

And this dead branch came from Bu Yehou!

"Even the main body has been damaged? How powerful must the person who did it be, to injure Buyehou?"

Su Yi frowned.

"Brother Su, if it's dangerous, let's withdraw?"

Feng Wuji couldn't help but whispered.

After arriving at the eighth floor, a strong sense of danger surged in his heart, which lingered.

"Aren't you going to see your ancestors?"

Feng Wuji's expression changed for a while, and he said: "If going here is in danger of life, then there is no need to go to see him! Only when a person is alive will he have a chance to rescue him later, if he is dead... then everything is over?"

Su Yi smiled and said: "This statement makes sense, but it's better for us to check the specific situation first."

As he said that, he had brought Feng Wuji into the ninth floor.

…

Unlike the first eight floors, the ninth floor is comparable to a secret world.

In this world, there is an endless **** wasteland, the sky is dark, the earth is dry, and there is no vitality.

The thick filthy evil spirit turned into a thick blood-colored lead cloud, spreading in the void.

The chaotic avenue was like a hurricane, howling and wreaking havoc on the ground.

It's like coming to the ruins of an ancient battlefield!

There is no evil to be seen here.

But in the center of the Scarlet Wasteland, there stands a bronze pillar that soars to the sky.

A figure was tied to the bronze pillar.

It was an old man with disheveled beard and hair, with a tall figure and blue eyes.

A silver chain pierced through the old man's body, binding him layer by layer.

At the other end of the chain, it extended to the bottom of the bronze pillar.

There is an altar there.

On the altar, there was a pitch-black crock, and the other end of the silver chain was soaked in the crock.

It can be clearly seen that in the old man's body, an immortal avenue of vitality flows along with the blood, along the silver chain, and rushes towards the earthen pot on the altar at the bottom of the bronze pillar.

Inside the earthen jar, immortal divine brilliance is transpiring, and a lot of divine blood has gathered!

On the bronze pillar, the old man's face was pale and bleak, his breath was dying, and he seemed to be in a coma.

Seeing this scene from a distance, Feng Wuji was startled, and said in horror: "Then... that's my ancestor!"

Su Yi narrowed his eyes.

That is indeed the Demon Ancestor Luohu!

However, even Su Yi never thought that such a God Lord at the peak of Nine Refinements would be reduced to such a level!

To be slaughtered like prey!

"Don't act rashly."

Su Yi's voice transmission.

This place is very strange, whether it is the bronze pillar, the silver chain that pierces the body of the demon ancestor Rahu, or the altar and the black earthen pot on the altar, there is a sense of mystery like a sacrificial offering.

It was indeed like a sacrificial ceremony.

It's just that the demon ancestor Luohu has become a sacrifice, and is being deprived of his immortal avenue and vitality!

And the bronze pillar, the silver chain, the altar, and the earthen pot are the vessels for sacrificial rituals!

If this scene gets out, it will definitely shock the world of God's Domain.

After all, Luohu Demon Ancestor is one of the top batch of Nine Alchemy God Masters in the God Realm, and his skills are so high that he can be on an equal footing with old antiques like Yunhe, Tianhuang, and Juetian!

Feng Wuji's expression changed, and he quietly clenched his hands tightly, saying nothing.

In the clan, Luohu Demon Ancestor loves him the most, his direct descendant, with deep affection.

Right now, when he saw his ancestors suffering such a tragic situation, how could he not be heartbroken and indignant?

But he knew that he must be calm at this moment!

Don't make trouble for Su Yi!

"Before, you were the one who survived the robbery in the outside world, right?"

Suddenly, a clear voice sounded.

Feng Wuji raised his head abruptly, and saw an extra chair beside the altar on the side of the bronze pillar.

Sitting on the chair was a man wearing a jade crown and wide sleeves.

The man's face is like a youth, his eyes are like stars, he is handsome and elegant, and his whole body is full of elegance.

With a smile in his eyes, he looked at Su Yi in the distance.

As for Feng Wuji, he directly ignored him.

"So, you've been aware of it since we first entered this place?"

Su Yi thought about it.

"good."

The handsome young man in the Confucian robe nodded with a smile, "It's just that I didn't expect that with your skills, you could come here. It can be seen that your Excellency is definitely comparable to the gods in the extraordinary state of creation."

With that said, he got up from the chair and waved his sleeve robe.

A coffee table and a chair appeared out of thin air.

When the young man in the Confucian robe raised his hand, a teapot emerged, and there were two more teacups on the coffee table.

"Anyone who has the ability to arrive here can be regarded as a distinguished guest. If you don't mind, please take a seat and allow me to treat you well with tea instead of wine."

The young man in Confucianism robe invited with a smile.

Su Yi glanced at the two teacups on the coffee table, his eyes suddenly turned strange, and said, "I'm not here to be a guest."

The young man in the Confucian robe sighed, sat back in his chair, poured himself a cup of tea, and said, "Then what are you doing here?"

"I'll see you forever, and I'll take a look at old Luo Hu."

Su Yi said calmly.

The young man in Confucian robe was stunned, "What do you mean by that old tea tree? I have already subdued it. When my clan comes to this world, I will treat it as a sacred tree and plant it in the new mountain gate of our clan. .”

Su Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't belong to the present age, but come from a different time and space?"

The young man in the Confucian robe praised: "Your Excellency has good eyesight. It can be seen that Your Excellency still has some understanding of the general trend of the world."

He took a sip of tea, "As for this demon ancestor Luohu, as you have seen, he has become a sacrifice of our clan. In order to capture him alive, I paid a huge amount that you can't imagine. cost."

As he said that, he looked at Su Yi, "Could you have come here to save them?"

Feng Wuji suddenly felt nervous, and subconsciously looked at Su Yi.

Only he knew that Su Yi didn't care about the life and death of his ancestor at all, even if his ancestor died here, for Su Yi, it would be like eradicating a great enemy!

But at this moment, he didn't want Su Yi to die...

This kind of mentality is very contradictory, and it also makes him feel very tormented.

"If you want to be my enemy, saving one is also saving, and saving two is also saving."

Su Yi said indifferently, "If it's not the enemy, you have to hand them over to me. This is the way you should treat guests."

The young man in the Confucian robe was stunned, as if he couldn't believe it, he shook his head and said with a smile: "You are far more arrogant than I expected."

Immediately, he said with great interest: "However, I really want to know, what qualifications do you have to teach me how to treat guests!"

After a pause, he closed his eyes, poured tea for himself while holding the teapot, and said:

"I'll give you a friendly reminder, when you answer, you have to weigh the consequences."

"If you can't satisfy me, this place today will be your burial place!"