Without doubting his presence, Feng Mian quickly left.
After the battle of Lord Junshan, no other forces dared to appear here. After that battle, the news had spread that Lord Junshan was defeated by Feng Mian, so no one from the Nether Clan dared to take action easily.
The road from Jieyou Inn to the Northern Territory was quite easy for Feng Mian. However, he was still not used to being surrounded by the underworld energy. The power of his bloodline had not been completely stabilized, so it was often difficult to control it.
When Feng Mian looked around to make sure there was no suspicious person and left quickly, the figure of King Qin Yu appeared again. Next to him was Shen Su'e, who narrowed her eyes and looked at Feng Mian's back with murderous intent.
"What? You don't want to be discovered by him yet? You are old friends. Once you show up here, he will be very surprised. Maybe it will cause chaos and it will be easier to seize his things."
King Qin Yu deliberately provoked him. In fact, he didn't have much interest in Shen Su'e, but she was just a partner. Her purpose was very clear, she wanted Feng Mian to pay the price for Piaohuamen, and she was very thoughtful.
Such an existence is not what King Qin Yu wants. But it is not impossible to use it, so no matter what Shen Su'e says, he must keep a distance from it.
"Fang Cun messed up? I don't doubt this. I have said that his weakness is that he attaches too much importance to friendship. He has always felt guilty about me Piaohuamen. If I suddenly show up now, what do you think he will do? "
When the conversation changed, a cold and cunning look flashed across Shen Su'e's face: "But it seems that now is not the time. Since I am sure that he will be in chaos, of course I have to appear at the most critical moment, right?"
After glancing over, Shen Su'e took a step forward and reached out to brush King Qin Yu's chest. The latter did not refuse or react, which made her a little strange, but she did not show it too much.
"King Qin Yu, aren't you the same? You have been hiding yourself and using Meng Siniang, the owner of the Jieyou Inn, as a cover. On the surface, you act affectionate and affectionate without asking what is right or wrong. But what about in reality?"
Sanctity and sanctimony are most suitable for King Qin Yu. He pretends not to care about anything but Meng Siniang, and does not compete with King Xiaoyao and King Qin Guang for anything. He behaves in a leisurely manner.
But he was the one with the deepest scheming. Not only was he connected with Master Junshan, but he also instigated Master Junshan to devour the demon soul. But he did not expect that a soul-suppressing sword would be so powerful that it could suppress even the demon soul. .
"Since we all know each other's details, let's not continue the show. Wouldn't it be better for us to get straight to the point? Do you want to use me to take revenge on Feng Mian? But your approach is too extreme, isn't it?"
King Qin Yu said in a deep voice: "I have my own plan. If you insist on destroying it, I will never be polite to you. Your value is not great to me. Do you understand?"
Looking towards the sky, King Qin Yu flipped his right hand, and a scarlet piccolo appeared. Powerful demonic soul power surged on it. As long as he blew it, he could drive the demonic soul deep in Junshan to his use. .
"Haha... King Qin Yu, who is well-known among the Nether Clan, has always been gentle and gentle, and does not fight or compete. In comparison, you will be more suitable for the title of King Xiaoyao. But who would have thought that you are actually connected with the demon soul. "
King Qin Yu ignored Shen Su'e and played the flute to himself. The sound waves spread and spread to the front. After a while, powerful yin waves appeared.
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The soul then appeared and flew towards the North Territory.
"Hmph! I haven't tested it out before. I really want to know whether this Feng Mian is as mysterious as you said. Whether the blood in his body is the same as that person's. If this is true, they must kill him as soon as possible. "
The demon soul appeared, and a layer of scarlet cloud surged in the sky. Shadows flashed past. King Qin Yu knew very well that the power of these demon souls was powerful. Coupled with the impact of the beast tide to the north of the underworld, More violent.
At this time, Feng Mian was flying quickly above, holding Soul-fixing Wen Yu in his hand, forcibly suppressing the damage caused to the body by the movement of the underworld energy. He had to adapt as soon as possible, otherwise there would be many troubles ahead for him to solve.
Just as he was flying by, Hun Sheng's voice suddenly came: "Master, be careful, something doesn't seem to be normal up ahead. This is the Nether Realm and the birthplace of the Nether Clan. Anything can happen."
Feng Mian was shocked. He didn't dare to be careless about the reminder from Soul-Suppressing Sword Spirit.
The figure flashed and landed down, just in time to fall into a valley. Here, there was no light at all and it was completely dark, but it did not have much impact on Feng Mian. He could see clearly by holding his breath and concentrating.
"Master, I can't remind you too much. If I continue to release my power, it will cause a lot of trouble. So you remember, this is the Sunset Valley. If there is no light, there will be many ferocious things..."
Before he finished speaking, Feng Mian suddenly heard waves of low humming sounds, which seemed like roars of beasts or whines. This feeling made people feel very cold, and the coldness that invaded the body was difficult to suppress.
With a flip of his right hand, Feng Mian's palm condensed with a surge of evil energy.
He stepped forward, walking on thin ice every step of the way. Dark energy surrounded his body, forming a strong defense. But he could still feel that the surrounding atmosphere had become very wrong, and even a barrier of dark energy appeared.
At a certain moment, Feng Mian stepped out and made a slight crunching sound when he stepped on the ground.
The next second, a burst of energy rose up and condensed into a beam of light, trapping Feng Mian firmly in place. He was unable to move for a moment. The barrier around him was far beyond his imagination and was very violent.
"Since you intend to stop me, then show up. What's the point of hiding? Since you want to take over my body and achieve freedom, why not make a quick decision? Or do you have no confidence at all?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a very strong figure appeared. There were chains attached to this man's body, which was blood red in color. His head was shiny, without any hair, and there were mysterious runes on it.
Every step he takes will produce huge turbulence, and the waves will spread out, making Feng Mian unable to help but feel a little afraid, but it only lasts for a moment, and he is quickly suppressed by force.
"Hehe... Boy, you are right. I am just waiting for this opportunity. I have become a demon soul. There is no other hope. But it is through this time that I can come out of that dark place again and never again restricted!"
Feng Mian frowned and grasped the key point keenly: "You mean, someone made a deal with you. As long as you can take me down, then you can see the light again? No one even cares about the Cholera Underworld. ?”
As soon as his body flashed, a flash of scarlet flashed in the eyes of the bald man. He waved the chain and directly entangled Feng Mian. The barrier had not dissipated, so it did not cause any harm to Feng Mian for the time being.
Holding the chain tightly, the swallow on it
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The power of devouring is destroying the barrier, trying to dissolve Feng Mian's power and even become his strength. Invisibly, this barrier has become Feng Mian's defense.
"Boy, I advise you to give up resistance. As for the mystery of this matter, you cannot know it. Don't worry, the outbreak of the beast tide is beyond your imagination. It is impossible for the two Hades to come back to save you."
After hearing this, Feng Mian could basically confirm that someone must be secretly manipulating it. But it might not be that easy to lead him by the nose. He wanted to give the magical soul a try!
Turning the palm of his left hand, a ray of light flashed. Soul-fixing Wenyu appeared, and the powerful power caused the dark energy in his meridians to surge continuously. His blood began to boil, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
His body leaped up and spun rapidly. The air waves on his body formed a lightsaber, which exploded instantly and completely shattered the barrier. Feng Mian waved his robe and stood firmly.
"Big man, can you tell me, what kind of demon soul do you belong to? Why are you bound to Junshan? Could it be that you were sent by the Lord of Junshan to stop me? This makes no sense. Isn't he seriously injured?"
The bald man bared his teeth and looked impatient: "Hey, brat, can you respect me a little? I am the one who wants to kill you, and you are so relaxed? Aren't you afraid?"
With a thought in his mind, the bald man shot out the chain and formed a large net above him. A powerful violent aura hit him like a storm and could easily tear apart a soul. It was extremely terrifying.
When the ghost is contaminated with demonic energy, it cannot be easily resolved. But the other party seems to have forgotten that Feng Mian has a body, and even among the underworld, it is the most special existence.
Forming a seal with both hands, Feng Mian used the Earth Evil Palm, and then poured the Earth Evil Qi into his whole body. His body rotated rapidly, and the remaining air waves flew out and turned into invisible sword energy, sealing and destroying the chains.
The afterimage flashed, and Feng Mian gathered the evil spirit in his palm, and attacked the big man's face fiercely. The latter did not expect that his ability would be destroyed so easily, and he quickly stepped back, and a blood mist appeared in front of his eyes.
At the critical moment, Soul-Suppressing Sword Spirit shouted: "Master, be careful!"
The soul-suppressing sword protected it and flew out automatically, showing countless sword shadows and dispersing the blood mist. Then a sword net was formed to protect Feng Mian in the center. The sword energy spread layer by layer, completely penetrating the blockade of the demon soul.
Holding the soul-suppressing sword, Feng Mian stared at the bald man with solemn eyes: "Don't you still want to say it? Who is driving you to stop me? If you don't say it, I can make you disappear right now!
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Soul-Suppressing Sword, one sword to suppress souls! As long as it exists in the underworld, no one will not be afraid of it, so including demon souls, as long as they encounter the Soul-Suppressing Sword, they can only surrender obediently, without exception.
The afterimage flickered, and Feng Mian struck at the bald man's face with his sword, pointing at the center of his eyebrows, but did not kill him. As the sword energy spread, all the scarlet chains disappeared, and he became even more helpless.
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"Although I am a demon soul, I also have my own bottom line. Since I agreed to follow my orders, you will not betray me. Feng Mian, you are very strong. Even if the demon soul lord appears, you may not be able to defeat me. I think
Fell up."
Before Feng Mian could react, the bald man rushed forward, grabbed the soul-suppressing sword with both hands, and pierced his body with the sword. It turned into a stream of flying ash, which gradually dissipated. The surrounding oppression also immediately dissipated...