Chapter 2042 The Creator of the Nine Forbidden Bible
At this time, as long as the Void Sword moves forward even slightly, Xu Kun will be killed.
But under Mu Feng's control, the Void Sword seemed to be stationary and did not move forward.
Cold sweat broke out on Xu Kun's cheeks, and he clenched his fists tightly, not daring to move rashly.
Wu Peng, Huang Mao and all the black-armored warriors were also sweating.
They were deeply afraid that Mu Feng would accidentally kill Xu Kun.
As a result, they will be in big trouble.
This scene seems to confirm what Mu Feng just said.
He can let the sword stop wherever he wants it to.
But he couldn't control Xu Kun. If Xu Kun broke away from the law of time and took a step forward with speed, the final result would be death.
Fortunately, Xu Kun had a clear mind and didn't do anything stupid like that.
"Seventy on the Hidden Dragon List of the Underworld. Is this your level? Letting someone of your level be listed on the Hidden Dragon List really lowers the level of the Hidden Dragon List."
Mu Feng had no intention of killing Xu Kun. Seeing that Xu Kun had been subdued, Mu Feng casually waved his hand to take back the Void Sword.
"Is this the difference between the third place on the Qianlong list and the third from the bottom?"
Wu Peng breathed a sigh of relief and muttered to himself.
Mu Feng's strength opened the eyes of Wu Peng, Huang Mao and others.
But they seem to have overlooked one issue.
Mu Feng is not just as simple as being on the Qianlong list.
His name also appears on the Holy List of the Underworld.
He is one of the few warriors of the Holy Emperor Realm in the underworld who is on the Holy List.
His strength is not limited to the Holy Emperor, it is superior to most quasi-emperors.
"Little junior brother."
Mu Feng ignored Xu Kun and the others and turned to look at Ling Tian with a smile, "Just leave that guy's head on his neck. When you want to take it out, you can take it out yourself. I won't give you any more."
It’s troublesome.”
"good."
Ling Tian glanced at Xu Kun and nodded.
As the young master of the Undead Mountain Range, Mu Feng will never be afraid of Futian Palace.
Kill Xu
Kun will not put any psychological pressure on him.
But for Ling Tian, it is a trouble.
No matter what, Xu Kun is a Futian Palace official.
He still doesn't have enough reasons to kill Xu Kun.
At this time, Xu Kun's body was still frozen in place and his face was ashen.
What do Ling Tian and Mu Feng think of him?
Can the two of them take his life as they please?
Seeing that Xu Kun was still stunned, Mu Feng couldn't help but wonder, "Huh? Why is that guy still stunned? I have already withdrawn from the time domain? Could it be that I still need someone to send me off?"
As soon as he finished speaking, four figures suddenly descended from the void together.
"Holy Spirit Guard!"
Wu Peng, Huang Mao and others recognized the four people, and their expressions changed again.
All four of them have quasi-emperor realm cultivation and are the Holy Spirit Guards of the Undead Mountains.
Since Ling Tian left Zishan County, they followed him all the way to Bailianjue Valley.
However, Ling Tian later left through the teleportation circle on Tatian Ridge, but the four of them did not continue to follow, and stayed in Bailian Jue Valley to wait for Ling Tian to return.
Appearing at this time, it was obviously Mu Feng's instruction.
"Fortunately, Ling Tian was not captured..."
Wu Peng realized something and secretly felt happy in his heart.
If Ling Tian had been captured by them just now, these four Holy Spirit Guards would definitely take action.
If they kill Ling Tian, everyone including Xu Kun may die.
From a certain perspective, it was Ling Tian's own strength that saved their lives.
"Still not leaving?"
Mu Feng frowned slightly, seeming a little impatient.
"Commander Xu, shall we leave first?"
Wu Peng didn't dare to be in a daze anymore and immediately reached Xu Kun's side.
Xu Kun clenched his fists and stared
He glanced at Lingtian and then at Mufeng.
In the end, he couldn't say a word, turned around and disappeared from here.
"Junior brother, you were drunk last time and I forgot to tell you something."
After Xu Kun and others left, Mu Feng's brows widened and he turned to Ling Tian with a smile.
"oh?"
Ling Tian looked curious and asked Mu Feng in confusion, "What is worthy of Senior Brother personally coming here from the Undead Mountains?"
"Let's talk somewhere else."
Mu Feng glanced at the black-armored army below who had not retreated, but did not speak directly. ??
The mission of these black-armored troops is to garrison the Tatian Ridge.
So when Xu Kun and the other three left, it was only right that this group of black-armored soldiers didn't leave.
Mu Feng obviously did not intend to embarrass this group of black-armored troops, so he proposed to change the place.
Although what he was about to say was not top secret, it was not suitable for the presence of others.
"Eldest brother, follow me."
Ling Tian nodded and his figure soared into the sky.
Not long after, the two men appeared at the Black Armor Army reserve camp.
"Elder brother, if you have something to do, let's talk about it here."
Ling Tian led Mu Feng into the tent and sat down opposite each other.
A group of black-armored warriors from the reserve camp have not yet come out after entering the ancient battlefield.
The entire camp is now empty, and with four Quasi-Emperor Holy Spirit Guards guarding the outside of the tent, there is no need to worry about anyone eavesdropping on their conversation.
"First, let me introduce you to someone. You should know this person."
Mufeng pretended to be mysterious and turned to look at the tent door, "Come in."
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure stepped into the camp.
"him?"
Ling Tian looked at the person coming and felt a little puzzled.
The person in front of me is none other than one of the Quasi-Emperor Holy Spirit Guards.
However, the aura on the other person's body felt strange to him.
Mu Feng's lips curled up into a smile, but he didn't respond to Ling Tian.
Then, the Quasi-Emperor Holy Spirit Guard slowly took off the mask that only covered his eyes and nose.
But even though the other party revealed his true appearance, Ling Tian still felt strange. After confirming that he didn't recognize the other party, he couldn't help but ask Mu Feng, "Elder brother, who is this?"
"Ji Tiandang, do you know him?"
Seeing Ling Tian's confused face, Mu Feng simply stopped pretending to be mysterious.
"Ji Tiandang?"
Ling Tian's eyes flashed when he heard this, and he was greatly surprised, "The senior who created the Nine Forbidden Bible?"
Ji Tiandang from the ancient continent was a powerful man who lived more than five thousand years ago. He was a member of the Ji clan's holy clan in the Central Desert Soldiers Region, the founder of Tiandang Academy, and the creator of the Nine Forbidden Bible.
Ling Tian studied the Nine Forbidden Bible, how could he not have heard of Ji Tiandang?
However, he has never met Ji Tiandang, after all, he died thousands of years ago.
It now seems that Ji Tiandang was bound by the laws of heaven in the ancient continent and died at the end of his life, but he was resurrected in the land of the dead in the Undead Mountains. After becoming a member of the Holy Spirit Guard, he achieved the quasi-emperor level he is today.
"In these three realms, I don't dare to call myself a senior."
Ji Tiandang stood behind Mu Feng in two steps and said modestly.
In the ancient continent, he was Ling Tian's senior, and he could afford Ling Tian to call him senior.
But this is the Three Realms, and both he and Ling Tian are too insignificant.
Everyone in the three realms can live forever, and more than five thousand years is not too old.
There are many people who have lived for tens of thousands or even tens of thousands of years.
"Take the things out first."
Mu Feng didn't ask Ji Tiandang to come and reminisce with Ling Tian, so he greeted Ji Tiandang.
"Yes, young master!"
Ji Tiandang nodded in agreement, turned over his hand and took out a memory stone and handed it to Ling Tian.
"What's this?"
Ling Tian's eyes flickered non-stop, and his heart was full of curiosity. He looked at the memory stone handed over by Ji Tiandang, but did not immediately reach out to take it.