Ancient God

In the desolate ancient ruins city, everyone stood there with deep despair on their faces, seemingly ready to accept the fate of death.

However, there are also some people who are recuperating, exuding a strong fighting spirit, and want to fight in the last wave of blood to find a way out.

In any case, everyone is now waiting for the next move of the eternal old demon.

Because there was no way to escape from this ancient ruins city, they could only wait quietly for the next development.

Ye Feng and the others did not waste any time. They worked hard to adjust their state to the peak while practicing quickly.

"boom!"

Three days later, Ye Feng's body conveyed a new and powerful martial arts aura.

That is the momentum of breakthrough.

With the accumulation of resources from the storage rings of Dao Sect disciples that day, Ye Feng successfully broke through a level again and stepped into the ninth level of the divine realm!

Although Ye Feng's martial arts cultivation is not top-notch among the tens of thousands of people in this ancient ruins city.

But you must know that Ye Feng's combat power is definitely the best.

At this time, Ye Feng took out the trophy left by the mysterious Tiandao Sect disciple, the Judge's Pen.

This Judge's Pen is very similar to the Human Emperor's Pen that Ye Feng had obtained back then. They are both pen-type magic weapons.

A close friend of Ye Feng in those days, Shang once said that the sharp edge of a pen is the sharpest thing in the world, sharper than swords, guns, swords and halberds.

This judge's pen not only has a terrifying pen edge, but also contains a trace of the secret of the great destiny technique from the Tiandao Sect. With one stroke, it can lock the fate of others and judge the life and death of others. It is truly like the Ten Palaces. Like Yama, he holds a judge's pen to determine life and death in the world.

In any case, this is a mysterious treasure.

"Buzz!"

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br\u003e Ye Feng now inputs his own mana into the Judge's Pen, preparing to quickly refine this treasure.

Now Ye Feng is trying his best to improve his overall strength and silently prepare for the next confrontation with the eternal ancient demon.

In fact, many of the people here who are willing to die like this are gearing up one by one, silently improving their strength, hoping to break out of this prison.

Many people have even formed groups, hoping to use the power of the group to resist the huge crisis that may arise next.

"ah!"

"ah!"

Suddenly at this moment, several screams were heard not far away.

Everyone looked over and saw an extremely bloody scene.

Several casual warriors without sects were besieged and killed by a group of disciples from a large sect.

They did not die from the strange power of this strange ancient city, but were killed by humans of the same race.

"Hmph, there is no need for a group of casual cultivators to live. You might as well contribute your cultivation resources to us and improve our strength. This way we have a greater chance of getting out alive."

The leader of the group of disciples who killed the scattered warriors sneered, his tone full of cruelty.

Obviously, in order to improve their own strength, this group of disciples directly killed some unsectarian warriors in public and openly robbed the training resources of these innocent warriors.

It can be said that this kind of behavior is very cruel and is despised by everyone.

But right there

At this time, there were actually groups of disciples from other sects who were also ready to take action. They began to stare at the casual cultivators around them, and seemed to want to follow suit.

Because of the current situation, everyone knows very well that if they want to survive, they must race against time to improve their strength.

But they were trapped in this small ancient ruins city, unable to go out to find training resources and improve themselves.

Therefore, some people with evil intentions began to attack their fellow tribesmen around them.

"ah!"

"ah!"

Almost at the next moment, a dozen disciples from an unknown sect killed five or six casual cultivators around them, and then looted their belongings and cultivation resources for their own use.

Obviously, someone sets a precedent, and more and more people follow suit. This is human nature.

If a man does not serve himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth!

"Damn it..."

At this time, many casual cultivators or lone sect disciples in the entire ancient ruins city had fright and anger in their eyes.

What they never expected was that they had not died in the calculation of the ancient demon, but they had died in the hands of people of the same race. It must be said that this was a kind of tragedy.

Ye Feng and Bai Susu were also targeted because they were weak and weak.

What stared at them was a group of sixteen disciples, all wearing golden gowns with the word "sun" embroidered on their collars.

"He is a disciple of the 'Sun Holy Cult', a silver power second only to the gold power in the Eastern Star Region."

At this time Qingqing spoke up, she knew much more than Xiao Longnu.

There are a total of sixteen disciples of the Sun Sect, all of whom are gods.

The cultivation level of Dzogchen in the Ninth Heaven or the Tenth Heaven.

This group of disciples of the Sun Sect stared coldly at Ye Feng and the others, especially Xiao Longnu, and sneered and threatened: "If you are wise, hand over all your cultivation resources, as well as the powerful magic weapons you have. You must also hand it over, or I will kill you all."

A disciple of the Sun Sect stared at Little Dragon Girl and said: "Little Dragon Girl of Shenlong Academy, you must have a lot of treasures on you, hand them all over. You are here alone now, we are not afraid of you!"

Buzz!

At this time, more than a dozen disciples of the Sun Sect were talking, with strong murderous aura exuding from their bodies.

"These young people are so pitiful. They were targeted by the disciples of the Sun Sect. They are destined to die."

Many people around saw this scene, all mourning for Ye Feng and the others.

Everyone felt that Ye Feng and the others were definitely dead.

The disciples of the Sun Sect had deep aloofness in their eyes at this time, waiting for the surrender of Ye Feng and the others.

But to their disappointment, Ye Feng just smiled indifferently and said, "You idiots like you dare to provoke me? I can only say that you have chosen the wrong person to provoke me."

"Trash fish?"

"presumptuous!"

"Kid, shut up!"

A group of more than a dozen powerful disciples of the Sun Sect all became furious in an instant.

A disciple of the Sun Sect who was in the ninth level of the divine realm stepped out, his whole body exuding golden sunlight, like a sun god, looking down at Ye Feng from high above.

A golden war spear appeared in his hand. He smiled coldly and said, "Brothers and sisters, please let me end the life of this reckless boy."