With just one glance, Feng Mian could see clearly the nature of Lieyang City, and that the so-called city lord in front of him was actually just being used. So in addition to doubts, there was also some pity in his heart.
In the vast desert, it is not easy to build such a city and have tens of thousands of people living in it. But it is completely controlled, and even the life energy is slowly drained away.
Feng Mian stepped forward step by step, concentrated, and burst out with a majestic aura, staring at Fu Junlin. The latter did not dare to meet Dan Zun's eyes, and his aura weakened a lot in an instant, and he subconsciously stepped back.
"City Lord, since you came to me late at night, it means that you are fully aware of my identity and have been shaken in your heart. Don't you have a life of your own? Do you have to be controlled like this?"
"Look up and look at these people. They still believe in you. They are willing to stay in this city. They don't know anything. They don't even understand why this city is protected by a barrier, but they have no complaints."
Feng Mian spoke step by step without any loopholes: "You think I don't understand the real situation here. I know everything from the first step here. You are really confused."
Fu Junlin's arms and body were trembling, but there was a hint of struggle in his eyes.
"You don't know, you don't know anything at all. If it were you, what would you do? If we don't obey, we will both die. If we continue like this, I can still see him, otherwise he will be wiped out forever."
Feng Mian sneered, not caring at all. Under this dark night, the "holy fire" on the horizon was particularly obvious, as if it was going to completely engulf the city. Ordinary people didn't understand, and practitioners would be afraid.
"If I guess correctly, he is the Iron Masked General you are talking about, right? He is your son? In that case, how long do you think this situation can be sustained? Sooner or later it will be over."
Spiritual power, aura, cultivation, and life energy all gradually disappeared under the burning of the so-called holy fire. The beam of light was like a transmission medium, transmitting their energy to another place.
"City Lord, Fu Junlin, there are two paths before you now. One, tell me all the facts. Maybe I can solve this disaster for you. This Lieyang City can still see the sun again."
"Secondly, you insist on continuing and driving us out. This Blazing Sun City will forever be plunged into darkness, without seeing the light of day. Everyone in the city, including your son, will gradually lose their lives."
Dashan took a step forward, put away the blade in his hand, stared at the city lord and said: "Although I can't speak, my feeling is not wrong. The people here are not violent at all and are used to living a peaceful life."
"City Lord, don't you want to resume your old life? Simple, comfortable, without disputes, and even enjoy the unique aura of this place without being disturbed by anyone. Isn't this good?"
Clenching his fists, the city lord had begun to waver. He turned his eyes and looked at the blood-red holy fire, indeed showing a look of fear and disgust. But unexpectedly, something unexpected happened in the next moment.
With a flash of his body, Fu Junlin gathered powerful energy in his hand, turned it into a hand knife, and attacked the mountain directly: "Do you think I will be fooled? Are you talking sweet words for my own good? I don't think that's the case at all."
Dashan reacted quickly and used the power of the heavenly sword to resist. However, in a hurry, he was knocked back a few steps.
Feng Mian took action to stop him: "Haha... He has already made a choice. Under the blessing of the light pillar and the power of the holy fire, you are no match. So leave it to me. Let's see how much it weighs.
two."
With a turn of his palm, a dark black light spread out. The power of the Seventy-Two Earth Fiend Palms exploded. The palm prints whirled around, forming a barrier around Feng Mian. Even if he didn't move at all, he could deflect the opponent's hand knife mark.
"City Lord, I am not looking down on you. As long as you can force me to take three steps back, I will admit defeat. If you want to kill or behead me, please do as you please. If it weren't for your son's sincerity, who would be willing to meddle in your business?
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The phantom of the palm print swirls, firmly protecting Feng Mian. The strength of the Divine Void Realm can communicate with the world. No matter what kind of spiritual power it is, it can be mobilized at will. Therefore, the power of the Seventy-Two Earthly Evil Palms is like a copper wall and an iron wall.
The law is broken.
Looking at Fu Junlin indifferently, he saw his figure flowing and changing continuously. Amidst the flying air waves, he continued to attack. The aftermath spread out in all directions, flying sand and stones, and fluctuations rising into the sky.
Gathering energy and concentration, Fu Junlin's face was solemn, and a flash of scarlet flashed in his eyes. All the spiritual power in his body was mobilized, and a crackling sound came from his meridians. The energy in his hand gathered rapidly and turned into a huge knife shadow.
"Big bloody hand knife, open the sky!"
With one slash, the continuous energy exploded. Layers of air waves swept across, and the light completely enveloped the area, almost turning into a whirlpool, which did not dissipate in the sky for a long time. But his expression did not relax at all.
After a while, the power of the Bloody Hand Sword gradually dissipated. Feng Mian used the Black Tortoise Shield and the marks of the Seventy-two Earth Demon Palms to protect his body. He stood motionless and looked at him, with a look of pity flashing in his eyes.
"Is this the power he promised you? City Lord, City Lord Fu, the cultivation level that you can force a breakthrough is like a flash in the pan, meaningless at all. In your state, even an ordinary cultivator is useless."
His staggering retreat and desperate outburst had already made him sluggish. Fu Junlin looked at Feng Mian, with a sad smile on his lips: "Haha... is this really true?"
The fighting spirit faded, and Fu Junlin turned around staggeringly. But in the next moment, Feng Mian flashed, put his two fingers together, and hit his acupuncture point quickly. A backlash of energy almost knocked him back.
"Are you still a step too late? What a trouble! You can only hide in the dark, peek, and control others. What is your ability? Do you have the ability to come out on your own and fight with me? I want to see how weird it is!"
Blood-red threads were densely wrapped around Fu Junlin's body. He was completely controlled in an instant. His eyes completely turned scarlet. An energy field exploded, causing violent fluctuations.
"Hahaha... Feng Mian, Danzun, I know you. With just this trick, you want to stop me from ascending to heaven? You are looking down on me, right? It's not that easy to ruin my plan."
With a flick of his sleeves and robe, a scarlet energy surged towards Feng Mian.
At this time, Dashan raised his sword and swung it, and a burst of sword energy impacted, shattering the blood and energy. With a little step, the power of the heavenly sword slashed at Fu Junlin: "You are not the Lord of Fu Junlin, who are you?"
Feng Mian sneered and stepped forward, holding one hand behind his back, his aura rising, and a mysterious mark appeared between his eyebrows: "Haha...can't you see it yet? He is the man behind Lieyang City who has been controlling and cooperating with that person.
thing."
The figure rises, and the blood surges to the sky, forming an independent aura that surrounds Feng Mian and the two of them. The aura will not leak out at all. He wants to trap Feng Mian here to death without anyone noticing.
"Alchemy Master is indeed worthy of being an Alchemy Master. You can see it at a glance. If you hadn't shown up, my plan would have been perfect and smooth. But you have to step in. Can't you take care of your Medicine Master Sect?"
The blood energy circled Fu Junlin's body, and a scarlet vortex formed behind him. The afterimage flashed, and countless clones surrounded Feng Mian: "Since you want to meddle in other people's business, just stay here."
The scarlet pigeons attacked from all directions, bursting out in bursts. However, the shock on Feng Mian's defense had no effect at all. The green light was strong, completely blocking it back. This level of impact was completely meaningless.
"If I guess correctly, you are the ancestor with the highest cultivation level and the most respect in Lieyang City, the ancestor of Lieyang. But you lost your body, so you cooperated with that person?"
Feng Mian raised his hand and waved, and seventy-two earth evil palms surged, dissolving all the blood energy. The energy of both sides was in a stalemate, and they were facing each other with no intention of completely destroying it.
"You used heaven-defying methods to condense this weird pillar of light, and even the sacred fire on the horizon, and used the entire people of Lieyang City as sacrifices. Who kind of ancestor are you? Trying to reach the sky is simply wishful thinking!"
Earth Fiend's palm prints suddenly whirled, completely shattering the bloody horse. Light exploded in mid-air. Feng Mian's figure flashed, and he grabbed his shoulders and rushed up to the sky. Then he approached the holy fire.
"Look carefully at me, what exactly is this thing? It's not a holy fire at all, it's a life-devouring thing.
It’s an evil thing. Do you want to become its puppet? How stupid.”
"You are trying to reach the sky with your little strength? I'm afraid you have turned into ashes before you have touched the way of heaven. You are also an ancestor and don't know how to protect your own people, but you are acting like this. You are not worthy at all!"
Feng Mian suppressed Fu Junlin with one palm. A powerful cyclone rose, making the opponent unable to move.
Standing in front of him, Feng Mian pressed down with his palm: "Kneel down! Not on me, but on the people of this city and all the people you used. How innocent are they? You are so desperate.
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Struggling, the ancestor struggled desperately: "Humph, I don't believe it. I don't believe anything I say. He won't lie to me. It's just a little bit worse. As long as all the life energy of the people in Lieyang City is taken away, I will
You can reach heaven."...
"I'm still obsessed with it. Even if you are a strong practitioner, even if you reach the extreme, you can't touch the way of heaven or be above the way of heaven. Such thoughts of yours are just wishful thinking."
With a strike of his palm, Feng Mian directly forced out the essence of Ancestor Lieyang: "You are not allowed to continue to occupy other people's bodies. Since you are already a dead person, you should leave obediently and cannot stay any longer."
The mark of the Earthly Evil Palm appeared on the remnant soul of the ancestor. No matter how hard he struggled and how much strength he used, he could not regain his body. Fu Junlin slowly opened his eyes and looked at Feng Mian: "I leave everything to you, Alchemist.
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With a wave of his sleeves, Feng Mian forced the remnant soul of his ancestor back. He originally thought that he would return to the core barrier of Lieyang City, recuperate, and perhaps continue to stay in this spiritual vein, but midway, something happened.
A breath appears.
The light shot into the sky, and a burst of energy exploded, merging with the holy fire.
"Feng Mian, it's too late! It's too late for everything! As long as those who are stained by the bloody light and those who are controlled by the light beam can't escape their final fate. Even you can't do anything. Haha..."
The ferocious, cold, and terrifying sound did not subside for a long time. Feng Mian had a sullen face and deep eyes, staring at the sky. He was very familiar with this sound, and it turned out that he was secretly manipulating it and constantly entangled...