The Most Violent Upgrade

Thinking of this, Du Yuesheng simply didn't leave.

I saw him standing high above the sky with his hands behind his back, the cold wind blowing and his clothes fluttering.

But at this time, the Holy Son of the Red Dust slowly came back to his senses, a look of fear flashed in his eyes.

She is indeed a master who can kill Po Jun, but she is not too scared, because she already feels that her helper is coming soon!

Sure enough, at this moment, another ray of light flew in the distance, and in the distance, she heard a voice: "Sister Hongchen, who dares to hurt you?"

Hearing this voice, Du Yuesheng twitched the corner of his mouth, and it turned out that the person who came was a woman.

With a sweep of his consciousness, he was calm. Although she is a female cultivator, the other party's cultivation has reached the third level of the fairy master, and she is definitely not a kind person.

And the saint in the world of mortals even shouted: "Sister Qiuyu, be careful, this kid just killed the Son of the Mountain!"

When the female cultivator named Qiuyu heard this, her speed was obviously a bit slower, but she still came not far from Du Yuesheng. When she raised her eyes to look at Du Yuesheng, her pretty face was covered with a layer of frost. :

"Whose family are you?"

Du Yuesheng was taken aback for a moment, and asked about his family background if he hadn't seen him before, but he still said honestly: "In this Chaos Immortal Realm, I have no family or sect!"

This is not a lie, after all, Heaven is still developing in the fairyland and has not entered the realm of chaos.

Hearing this, Qiuyu's eyes showed a hint of disdain, and her tone became more and more arrogant:

"You dare to provoke my sister Hongchen even if you have no family or sect, so your cultivation level is very high?"

Du Yuesheng smiled slightly, and said calmly: "It's not high, but it's only the first level of the Immortal Lord!"

"Immortal Lord first level?" Qiuyu's eyes became more and more disdainful: "Then you know some powerful people?"

Hearing this, Du Yuesheng's smile became brighter and brighter: "I'm sorry, the most powerful person I know is myself!"

This time, the look of disdain in Qiuyu's eyes couldn't be added:

"A junior with no background, no strong cultivation base, dares to be rude to my sister Hongchen, I really don't know what you are relying on!"

Du Yuesheng smiled slightly, and said lightly: "It's very powerful to have a sect? The third level of the immortal master is also very high? It's a pity, everything you said, in my eyes, is rubbish!"

"You call me trash?" Qiuyu's face turned cold, and her jade finger moved, and the Huaguang silk thread was wrapped around it.

Suddenly, there was a sound of piercing through the air, and the Huaguang silk thread on Qiuyu's finger pierced through the air, stabbing towards Du Yuesheng.

And halfway through the flight, the Huaguang silk thread suddenly divided into two, two into four, and in a blink of an eye, it was divided into tens of millions, densely packed, forming a huge net, as if it was going to engulf Du Yuesheng in half!

Seeing this scene, the Red Dust Saintess nodded secretly, and said involuntarily:

"As expected of my little sister Qiuyu, she has cultivated the Ten Thousand Silk Nets to the extreme. Even a master of the same level will have no choice but to run away when encountering this kind of spell!"

"Escape? Just such a child's thing, is it worthy of me to escape?"

Du Yuesheng smiled disdainfully, and with a thought, the attack of divine consciousness was born directly from his mind, and pierced directly into Qiuyu's mind with a lightning speed.

Suddenly, Qiuyu, who was unstoppable just now, suddenly stagnated.

And the magic spell that she was about to fly to Du Yuesheng's body dissipated out of thin air with a snap.

Du Yuesheng did not let go of this good opportunity, raised his hand and pressed down, and immediately above the sky, a big hand condensed with spiritual power appeared directly, and pressed hard towards Qiuyu below.

There was a bang.

Like hitting a fly, the Qiuyu was slapped by the palm and fell towards the lake.

"Not good, Qiuyu!"

The Red Dust Saintess turned pale with fright, and hastily cried out.

But Qiuyu was still in the chaos of being attacked by Du Yuesheng's consciousness, how could she react.

With a plop, Qiuyu was thrown into the lake just like the holy son of the mountain, and those ferocious figures at the bottom of the lake screamed with joy and swallowed Qiuyu whole.

Seeing this scene, the saint of mortals couldn't help but feel chills all over her body.

Who is this kid in front of him? How could even Qiuyu, who is the third level of the Immortal Lord, be knocked unconscious by his palm.

After killing Qiuyu, there was still no system notification sounding in his ears. Du Yuesheng couldn't help sighing. It seems that killing people with the help of those monsters in the lake will not get rewards in the end.

But it doesn't matter, as long as it can kill people!

Thinking of this, Du Yuesheng looked at the Red Dust Saintess not far away with a smile, and said word by word:

"Now I say that none of you deserve to stop me, what do you think is the problem?"

"this……"

The saint of mortals trembled all over. If Du Yuesheng just fought hard to win, she wasn't too afraid, but from the beginning to the end, Du Yuesheng sent out a burst of spiritual power and just slapped him.

With this level of strength, I am afraid that he can compete with those powerful people who have not been born for a long time.

And she, a person of the younger generation like the saint of mortals, is indeed unworthy to stop Du Yuesheng!

Thinking of this, the Saintess of the Red Dust couldn't help but gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, today I, the Saint of the Red Dust, confesses, so let's just say goodbye today, and when we meet again in the future..."

"Hehe, do you still want to say goodbye after admitting it?"

Du Yuesheng couldn't help but sneered, and said lightly: "If you admit it, go to death!"

"You dare to kill me?" The mortal maiden seemed to have heard the Arabian Nights:

"Although my Hongchen Sect is not a powerful sect, if any sect in the world does not give me a little favor from the Hongchen Sect, if you kill me, it is equivalent to provoking all the monks in the world!"

Hearing this, Du Yuesheng couldn't help but raised his brows, smiled faintly, and said, "So that's how it is..."

The saint of the world of mortals thought that Du Yuesheng was already afraid, so she immediately said slowly: "It's good to know that you are afraid..."

"You're thinking wrong, what I mean is, anyway, I offended a lot of people, even if I offend the whole world, it doesn't matter!"

While speaking, in Du Yuesheng's mind, the consciousness flashed out again, and directly bombarded the primordial spirit of the saint of mortals.

For a split second, the Red Dust Saintess felt as if she was being shrouded in a big bronze bell, and then someone rang the bronze bell outside, shaking her whole soul to the point of jumping out of her body.

And at this moment, Du Yuesheng opened his mouth and let out a breath. Suddenly, a gust of wind directly swept up the dazed mortal saint, and plunged into the lake.

The beings who had been waiting in the lake for a long time, of course opened their mouths wide, and swallowed the mortal saint in one gulp.

At this time, Du Yuesheng turned around slowly, as if he had just done a trivial thing, and flew towards the other side of the lake.

But what he didn't know was that at the moment when the saint of mortals died, a piece of jade pendant on her body sent out a wave, and a message was sent directly to the distance.

And in the distance, in the core area of ​​the ancient land, an old woman in her seventies and eighties suddenly opened her eyes, and sternly shouted: "Zhuzi, I want you to fly away!"