1432: C1432 Yunfeng

C1432 Yunfeng

A group of six.

One dead.

Burly Man was careless, he never thought that there would be someone on the third floor that could kill him. His eyes were filled with disbelief, but it was already too late. His head fell to the ground, his body was still standing upright.

The golden light continued to wreak havoc.

After that, it interweaved with the golden light and found that it was impossible to suppress it. With a dark and cold face, he could not help but use his true abilities, the golden light was just a power that Yang Ping had casually set up in Liu Min's body, and was beginning to lose to the leader. With a swoosh, he turned around, wrapped Liu Min and the corpse within him and went far away, looking for the second altar, and headed to the second level.

The others wanted to give chase, but they were stopped.

The man in the lead raised his hand and said lightly, "In this record, once we find out who that person is, we will go up and destroy her sect."

The others looked at the Burly Man who died with grievances, and revealed furious expressions.

"Yun Feng, just let this matter go like this?" A woman walked forward. Purple flames flickered in her eyes as she said in grief, "The reason we came down from above was not to die, but to spread our glory. What kind of blow would one of them die? "

Yun Feng, who was also the leading man, had an unfathomable strength. He said indifferently: "Remember, the reason we came down here is not to spread our glory, but to kill the target. Do you have any opinions on my decision?"

The others were cold as they bowed their heads: "No." Even the extremely angry woman was trembling in fear, not daring to breathe too loudly.

"Let's go, continue going deeper."

Yun Feng led the way and advanced step by step.

The expressions of the others were complicated. However, in the end, it turned into monstrous rage. They mercilessly killed all the humans and wild beasts that they encountered on the way. Yun Feng did not stop them. Even if it was the Heavenly Tomb, they could ignore it because they came from the upper realms and had enough power to look down on anyone.

"Blood Soul?"

Yun Feng stood at the door, looked at the palace hall which had turned into ruins, revealed a surprised expression, and said: "This place had once encountered an intense battle, and such a strong aura, was actually not weaker than the Cloud Realm's genius. "Who is it?"

Carefully savoring the aftertaste, Yun Feng revealed a look of joy as he said, "I've finally found my target."

It was a weapon that was second only to the Divine Instrument. Yun Feng felt the killing intent released by the hammer and said softly, "Cloud Sky Hammer, you will soon be able to kill your enemy and devour his blood donation."

Sensing Yang Ping's aura, the Cloud Sky Hammer trembled happily.

"In this barren world, Big Brother Yun Feng can push through everything and let those people who think that they are geniuses see what a true genius is." The tall woman hugged Yun Feng's arm and said with a lovely smile.

Yun Feng pushed it away and said lightly: "He should still be on the fourth floor. Remember, if you kill your opponent, go deeper and take away what Wang Wei wants."

"Understood."

Even though he could feel the terrifying aura that was being released by the battle between the Heavenly Temple Elementary Scholar and Yang Ping, Yun Feng didn't mind at all. He was confident enough to defeat his opponent, because he was also an invincible King's descendant within the Cloud Realm.

Compared to the resources below, the Cloud Realm was much more powerful.

"..."

The fourth floor was very quiet.

Green plains, blue sky.

Yang Ping vaguely remembered that time when she was on a mission in South Africa. She remembered that she and Mei Zi, also known as Principal Mei of Tomorrow High School, had traveled across the Great Prairie to avoid being chased by Mi Country Adepts and saw the long river, sunset, and great rivers and mountains.

The feeling at that time was very similar to the one now. The only difference was that Yang Ping could feel strands of killing intent under this peaceful and peaceful environment, hidden deep in the void. There wasn't a single living being in his surroundings, and he was keenly aware that this space was actually growing.

Space that could wiggle.

If this was the abdomen of an Ancient Giant Beast, then everyone would be inside. Yang Ping was also shocked by the possibility, but she quickly laughed. How could this be?

He was worthy of being able to swallow the heavens.

Continuing forward.

As far as the eye could see, there was an endless prairie. As the breeze blew past, it made people feel relaxed and happy. It was as if they were not here for an adventure, but for a vacation. Yang Ping didn't dare to let her guard down either, because so far, she had actually not seen a single person, nor a single wild beast.

This was a grassland with no signs of life.

Yang Ping walked for tens of kilometers as though she was flying, but she still could not find the altar that led to the next level.

He finally saw the mountain forest.

These were hills, and on them grew native plants, similar to pine, but not like pine either, for the leaves of the trees were wider and sharper than pine needles, and the thorns of every leaf shone in the sun with a cold, sharp light.

Only through this forest can they continue forward.

Yang Ping stood in front of the forest and just as she was about to raise her leg, she suddenly heard shouts from within the forest.

"Help!"

The sound was very soft, but how could it escape Yang Ping's ears? He dodged and entered the forest, and saw a young man covered in blood lying under a huge tree, looking very miserable.

With his eyes dug out, he was as thin as a twig and had lost all of his life force. If he wasn't holding his breath, he would have died a long time ago.

Just like when she met a vampire, Yang Ping came to the front of the man.

That person sensed someone and was startled. He shouted: "Don't come over here, I'm from the Xuanyuan Family of the capital. Leave quickly, or don't blame me for being impolite." Xuanyuan Family was once one of the four great Super Family in the capital. After that, because of a change, he was forcibly kicked off the divine altar.

"What's going on?"

Yang Pinggang came down, not knowing what to do next, and asked.

That person's pupils became blank as he blankly stared at Yang Ping. Even though he couldn't see it, the Spiritual Force was still there, and didn't feel the killing intent as he gasped for breath, "There's a demon here. All nine of our people have all died. and the devil ate it. "

Yang Ping asked: "What devil, where is he?"

The man opened his mouth to say something, but he was dead. Yang Ping looked at the ground in shock. Strands of black plants emerged from the soil and twined around the corpse, like maggots on bones, they started to nibble on the corpse. In a few breaths, the corpse turned into a pile of bones. This was not the end. These terrifying plants were not even sparing the white bones, until the corpses were completely turned into non-nutritious powder. As the wind blew, the powder floated into the air.

It was as if that person had never appeared.

Yang Ping could not help but felt her hairs standing on end. She finally understood why there was no sign of life on the prairie. It was because even if someone died, they would still be swallowed whole without leaving any trace.

What a terrifying fourth level.

Those who were not strong enough or were unlucky would die very miserably on the fourth floor, just like the person they had encountered.

The wind rustled in the trees.

Yang Ping took a deep breath and continued walking.

This area of space was much larger than what he had imagined. After Yang Ping had searched for a long time, she still did not manage to find the edge. It was much larger than the two floors in front of him, which were several tens of kilometers. But this was still a space for growth.

10 km ahead.

Yang Ping finally saw a human gathered beside a sand dune.

The line was clear and distinct.

Separate the prairie from the dunes.1

The group of people standing on the sand dune were all experts. Among them, there was even an old friend.

Nicholas.

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