Chapter 139 Entering the Battlefield

Someone in the crowd exclaimed: "What, it's actually the Beast Controlling Sect's Divine Soul Beast Controlling Technique."

"What is the Soul Controlling Technique?"

"The ancestors of the Beast Controlling Sect created an original method of controlling beasts. It is said to have been lost long ago. It is a hundred times more powerful than the sound control technique used by the Beast Controlling Sect now."

"But how could he, a disciple of the Feiyun Sect, know the lost secret technique of the Beast Controlling Sect? By the way, he still has a divine weapon with him. After he went out, he immediately reported the matter to the family leader. This time, the Feiyun Sect may not be in peace."

Wu Yun looked a little ugly when he heard everyone talking.

Now that his identity is completely exposed and he is guilty of possessing a treasure, I am afraid that after he goes out, some people will covet his artifact, and some people will covet his soul beast control skills. This time, I am afraid that not only himself, but also the Feiyun Sect will be dragged down.

After all, Feiyun Sect can only be regarded as a mid-level sect in the southern continent. Compared with the forces in the entire Manghuang Continent, it can be said to be inferior.

As for the divine weapon and the divine soul beast-controlling technique, these two things are probably something that no matter how huge the power is, their hearts will be moved.

As everyone knows, this is just the tip of the iceberg revealed by Wu Yun. He also has the fifteenth divine cauldron on his body, which is no worse than the Qiankun Fulong cauldron in the Martial Domain Star Disk.

And that holy green spiritual fire is probably the treasure that countless alchemists dream of.

Not only them, but even fellow disciples Mu Zirou and Wei Yuhao looked shocked and envious.

But unlike Mu Zirou, in addition to envy, Wei Yuhao's eyes suddenly had a hint of evil thoughts at this moment. Maybe it was just for a moment, but at that moment, he did have the urge to kill Wu Yun and seize the treasure.

The matter has come to this, and it is still useless to retreat.

Wu Yun gave it a try, exerted the power of his soul to its maximum, and walked forward slowly.

He was not sure that he could control the eight monsters, but from their slightly frightened eyes, Wu Yun was at least 50% sure that they would not dare to attack him.

He was gambling. For the sake of the Eight Desolations Immortal Formation, he had completely exposed his identity, and he was risking his life and death.

I saw Wu Yun slowly walking forward, everyone held their breath, Yu Chengfeng was also shocked, "His soul control of beasts has actually reached this level, but his cultivation level is only Zhenwu." Third level, why is the soul so powerful? It seems that it is necessary for the master to visit Feiyun Sect after returning."

Wu Yun was approaching the eight monsters step by step, and soon he was within their attack range.

I saw the eight magical beasts rushing forward instantly, opening their bloody mouths one by one, as if they wanted to swallow Wu Yun whole.

But whenever they saw the figure behind Wu Yun, they never dared to speak to Wu Yun.

Others may not be able to see it, but Yu Chengfeng, who is a disciple of the Beast Taming Sect, can see something.

He said to himself: "No, his soul is not that powerful, and the substantial human figure is not transformed by his soul, but what on earth is it that can actually repel the eight-headed ninth-level demonic beast?"

At this moment, Wu Yun's heart was in turmoil. As long as the shadow of the Martial God did not frighten one of the monsters, at this close distance, he would definitely become the prey of these monsters within a few moments.

When he stood there and waited for a moment, but those monsters were just circling around, not daring to come within two meters of his body, Wu Yun suddenly became more confident.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Humph, it seems that I can really shock you."

Thinking of this, Wu Yun no longer cowered, and directly spread out his body skills to fly towards the Eight Desolate Fuxian Formation between the four stone pillars.

But the eight-headed monster really didn't dare to step forward.

Everyone outside was completely stunned. He actually went in?

Is the Beast Controlling Sect’s secret technique of controlling beasts with souls really so powerful? Can a boy at the third level of the True Martial Realm repel a monster at the ninth level of the Earth Martial Realm?

Some people didn't recognize this evil, and imitated Wu Yun's example and rushed into the formation, but what greeted them were the sharp claws and fangs of the eight-headed monster.

Soon, these few who refused to admit evil were torn into pieces.

Yu Chengfeng's face was ugly. All this happened so suddenly. Why did this disciple of Feiyun Sect know the lost secret technique of their beast control sect, and why could he have such a powerful soul with such little cultivation? The mysterious figure behind him Where did it come from? Also, what is the so-called artifact on his body?

All this is a mystery, but one thing is certain, his cultivation is only at the third level of the True Martial Realm.

When he comes out, he must be caught and questioned about everything.

The others also had the same idea as Yu Chengfeng. Although Wu Yun had many treasures and could repel these ninth-level earth martial beasts, his own cultivation was not very good.

Once out of it, be sure to strip all of this from him.

Everyone has a different Xiao Jiujiu in their hearts but with the same purpose.

There were several figures in the cave at the entrance of the passage, and those who came were actually Yu Wenlie and others. After getting lost in the forked roads for a while, they finally found this place.

When they saw Wei Yuhao and others, they also flew down.

After introducing each other, Wei Yuhao and the three casual cultivators greeted each other.

Then, Yu Wenlie pulled Wei Yuhao aside and asked about Wu Yun's situation and whether he had met them.

Wei Yuhao didn't know anything about Yu Wenlie and Wu Yun, so he told everything about Wu Yun, including the treasure on his body.

A moment later, both of them appeared in the crowd with smiles on their faces, as if they had reached some unspeakable agreement.

Then, the two communicated with the three veteran monks.

In front of the treasure, human nature is always so fragile.

At this moment, I am afraid that the only person who hopes that Wu Yun is alive is Mu Zirou.

But Wu Yun suddenly didn't know all this.

Everyone was waiting for Wu Yun outside the formation.

In the center of the formation, Wu Yun's every move fell into the eyes of everyone.

I saw Wu Yun slowly stepping into the Eight Desolate Fuxian Formation. The shadow of the martial spirit behind him must be continuously released. Once it is withdrawn and loses its shock, the eight monsters will definitely bite him into pieces.

In the formation, Wu Yun sat down cross-legged. After a moment, the transparent Devouring Martial Spirit appeared, and he saw streaks of light slowly rushing towards Wu Yun.

Outside the formation, someone exclaimed, "He is actually absorbing the energy of the Eight Desolations Immortal Formation."

Rays of brilliance were sucked into the body. Under the function of Taishang Martial God Art, these brilliance began to be refined into spiritual energy. Soon, the Eight Desolations Fuxian Formation was completely devoured, but Wu Yun could sense that the spiritual energy in his body was being Rapid growth.

After a while, he made another breakthrough and reached the fourth level of Zhenwu.

At the same time, some unfamiliar words appeared in Wu Yun's mind, which were the formation methods of the Eight Desolations Fuxian Formation.

And everyone outside was stunned again, "Oh my god, he, he, he actually swallowed up the energy of the Eight Desolations Fuxian Formation, and directly broke through the first level of cultivation."

"What kind of monster is he? He can actually swallow the energy in the formation directly. I have lived for decades and have never heard of the existence of such a technique in the Wilderness Continent."

Outside, Wei Yuhao frowned, recalling the scene when Wu Yun directly swallowed the black python inner elixir, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Where did he learn this kind of skill? It can swallow energy directly, even the energy in the formation. If I know this kind of skill, why would I have to practice hard for so many years?"

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