"Zizhen, what a touching love!" Feng Jinghong sneered.
Seeing that Zhang Lin's eyes were about to burst, he felt no fluctuation in his heart and turned over his hand to take out a pink stove.
"Introducing the Goddess Furnace, the ancestral holy weapon of the Way of Human Desire, the nightmare of all the female cultivators of Ziwei Emperor Star."
Feng Jinghong smiled evilly: "No matter whether he is a man or a woman, just throwing him in will make him so horny that even a saint can't hold it back! Strong, right?"
"What are you going to do?" Zhang Lin looked panicked.
"What do you think?" Feng Jinghong urged slightly, and the door of the goddess furnace opened and Yang Yi was directly put into the furnace.
"Let her go and come at me if you can! Roar!"
Zhang Lin roared desperately, his eyes filled with blood.
Feng Jinghong's face was filled with disdain. An existence like Yuan Tianshi was, to put it bluntly, no different from a thief.
Digging graves and robbing graves, destroying other people's developing Holy Spirits, and stealing other people's offspring while they are still in eggs. They deserve retribution in their later years.
"Why are you yelling so loudly? It's like I'm the villain. If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price. I didn't show mercy to you when I stole things. Now you want to be a hero?"
Feng Jinghong continued to torture Zhang Lin's nerves: "Let me tell you, this Goddess Furnace was produced by Emperor Hengyu, and it's very effective. In just one hour, this beautiful saint will turn into a lustful woman..."
"Ah~ho! Shut up, I'm going to kill you!" Zhang Lin's teeth were broken and blood overflowed from his mouth. His expression became more and more crazy.
Suddenly his breath changed, he became sinister and violent again, and completely lost his mind.
Seeing Zhang Lin transform into a red-haired monster again, Feng Jinghong said disdainfully: "It's boring!"
The man and woman were put away respectively, and then Feng Jinghong and the two left Zishan.
As soon as they came out of a dragon vein, the two of them met a sneaky, fat Taoist priest with a red face.
As soon as he saw Feng Jinghong, the fat Taoist priest's expression changed drastically: "Fuck you, the Emperor!"
Feng Jinghong was also surprised for a moment: "Duan De?"
Duan De's face turned red when he saw Feng Jinghong. He was about to say something when he saw Kunpeng next to him. He turned around and ran away without saying a word.
Feng Jinghong still didn't understand that this damn fat man had stepped on his own nest.
Moving very quickly, he caught up with Duan De in three steps and blocked him directly in front.
With a faint smile on his face, Feng Jinghong looked at Duan De: "This Taoist priest, why do you run away as soon as you see me?"
Although Duan De was fat, his figure was extremely flexible. He braked suddenly and stopped in front of Feng Jinghong.
Looking at Feng Jinghong who was blocking the front, and then looking back at the unfathomable Kun Peng behind him, Duan De's face was extremely ugly, and a smile uglier than crying appeared on his fat face:
"I suddenly remembered that I forgot to collect my clothes at home, so I hurried back. I wonder what your highness meant by stopping me?"
Feng Jinghong sneered in his heart, are you just pretending to me? He smiled slightly, and a black jar appeared in his hand, weighing it and tossing it:
"So that's it. I picked up a jar a few years ago. I originally wanted to ask the Taoist priest if you had thrown it away. Since you still have something to do, forget it."
As soon as he saw the jar, Duan De's eyes instantly turned red. It was too deceiving!
After so many years, Feng Jinghong has used the Sky-Swallowing Magic Jar more than once, so Duan De naturally already knows who attacked him back then.
If it were an ordinary person, he would have taken revenge a long time ago, but on Feng Jinghong's side, the Eight Divine Generals are too powerful. To trouble them is to seek death.
Even if he wanted to use his best skill of "digging up ancestral graves" to take revenge, he couldn't do it, because the ancestors of the eight divine generals were all buried in Guhuang Mountain.
The danger level of this place is almost as high as the restricted area of life. Even Duan De doesn't dare to break in.
But he didn't give up after all. Over the years, he came to observe from time to time, hoping to gain something, but he didn't expect to meet the real owner directly.
Duan De was filled with grief and anger when he saw Feng Jinghong taunting him with the jar that was once his own. He was so bullying! These ancient tribes really all have wolf-like hearts, each one more vicious than the other.
Knowing that it was impossible to get away with it, Duan De stopped pretending and acted like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water:
"Tell me, what do you want?"
Feng Jinghong didn't say anything, she just called Kunpeng over to whisper.
After hearing what Feng Jinghong said, Kunpeng couldn't hide his shock and looked at Duan De in surprise. Two golden lights shot out from his eyes and fell straight on Duan De.
"This is the seal of reincarnation..." Kunpeng discovered something and looked at it even more enthusiastically.
Duan De only felt the other party's gaze piercing his body. There was no secret at all. He felt extremely uncomfortable, but he was suppressed by Kunpeng's powerful aura and was unable to move.
Just when Kunpeng was about to further observe the secrets inside his body, Duan De was suddenly shocked and his eyes fell into confusion.
A terrifying aura came out of him, and Kunpeng was blown away.
A black mist enveloped Duan De, and then "chi" broke through the space and disappeared.
"Your Highness, who is this person...?" Kunpeng looked solemn.
"The founder of the underworld, the Hades Emperor!"
Kunpeng stood stunned on the spot. As a person who had almost completed the ancient road in the starry sky, he naturally knew what the underworld represented.
When he thought that he had just offended a supreme being walking on earth, Kunpeng suddenly felt his head go numb...
Ignoring how much impact this news had on Kunpeng, Feng Jinghong asked:
"How much do you understand?"
Kunpeng was a little embarrassed: "The seal of reincarnation is so profound that I can't see through it at all. I can only get a glimpse of its secret."
Feng Jinghong nodded, which was also what he expected.
The combination of the nine reincarnation seals is Duan De's method of becoming an immortal, and it must be extremely profound. Even if Kunpeng can get a glimpse of the secret, it will be enough for him to improve a lot.
As soon as he returned to Heaven, he received a message that Wang Teng and Ye Fan were facing each other again.
After eight years, the two met again. Everyone thought it would be a battle between dragons and tigers. Unexpectedly, Wang Teng only lasted a few hundred rounds and was defeated. If it weren't for the extraordinary ancient emperor's chariot that took him away,
Wang Teng was torn apart by Ye Hei's hands.
Feng Jinghong sighed, he knew that Wang Teng was dead.
The path of the great emperor cannot be defeated, it is not just a matter of words. The great emperor of ancient times failed every time and gave birth to a demon child. That is a path that cannot be copied.
From now on, Wang Teng can only be reduced to second-rate status.
It is worth mentioning that Ye Fan clearly did not meet the old madman in Ziwei in this life, but he still learned the Six Paths of Samsara Fist.
When Feng Jinghong asked, Ye Fan looked complacent: "On the way to Ziwei, a legacy brand suddenly flew over me, and it is this boxing technique."
After knowing the truth, Feng Jinghong was silent for a long time. He deeply felt some kind of hidden will. Is there really God's will?
A few days later, the ancestor kings returned to their respective clans. All twenty-four ancestor kings expressed their willingness to return to the banner of heaven.
Those who are qualified and able to travel outside the territory are all powerful ethnic groups. With the joining of this force, Tianting's grassroots forces in Beidou have been strengthened unprecedentedly. There are no shortcomings, and even other major royal families cannot compare.
The comprehensive strength is unparalleled in Beidou, and it truly has a hint of dominance in the world.