Although Mrs. Hongxing's tone was calm, as if she was talking about something unrelated, the coldness revealed between the lines was uncontrollably creepy.
"If you live to kill the God of Death today, your grand plans will tremble tomorrow."
What a domineering declaration this is.
Declaration for God of Killing.
Everyone knows that if this sentence comes from someone else, it will definitely be heard as a joke by everyone in the world. However, at this moment, no one doubts the authenticity of this declaration.
The God of Death was so terrifying that he killed Pei Jiang in the later stage of Miaodu with a single blow at the moment of his rebirth. Even though Pei Jiang had gone through a big battle before, he was nowhere near as good as Wu Yingxue who showed exhaustion after performing the Great Soul Lock. Pei Jiang
Still has the strength to fight.
But Pei Jiang was like this, and was beheaded by a knife without any reaction.
Even Feng Jueyu can't see how powerful the God of Death is.
The cold wind blows, like a knife cutting the face. The face that emerges out of thin air is not mixed with any emotions in human nature. Those empty eyes are as deep as the ethereal dark space in the Milky Way. No matter how firm your will is, in front of those eyes
They can't help but tremble.
Tens of thousands of monks at the foot of Luobin Mountain raised their eyes and looked up, and all of them were trembling without exception. At that time, every one of them was present. When they saw the God of Death killing Pei Jiang in an instant, there was no one who didn't want to run away with their heads in their hands.
Unfortunately, they can't move.
The God of Death's murderous aura has long covered the entire Luobin Mountain. Within a radius of several hundred miles, except for Feng Jueyu and others, everyone has been locked by his divine consciousness and no one has been caught.
"Whoa!"
It disappeared out of thin air again, and suddenly there was a roar of wind in the sky, and the fleeting flash was like a ray of light. The next moment, the killing god's knife was already lying under Wu Yingxue's pink neck.
"hiss"
There were gasps of cold air in the air, and everyone was trembling as they looked at the ruthless God of Death.
He just killed a powerful person in the late stage of Miaodu, and now he wants to kill the palace owner of Yingxue Palace? Who is this person? This skill is really too perverted.
In the sky, Wu Yingxue didn't react at all. To be honest, it wasn't that she didn't have the ability to resist. Pei Jiang's death was right in front of her. As a master in the late stage of Miaodu, Wu Yingxue would still be more or less on guard even if she had a false name.
Some.
However, it was precisely because of the previous misjudgment that Wu Yingxue was confused. While thinking about his mistake, he also guessed the true meaning of the origin of the evil spirit. In a daze, he was as helpless as Pei Jiang to fight back.
But unexpectedly, the knife that killed the god was not wiped out.
The long and narrow shining Tang sword was placed on Wu Yingxue's fragrant shoulder. The empty eyes of the killing god flashed with black light. He waited and stared. His eyes stared at Wu Yingxue for a long time, and then he spat out a few words that were not salty or bland.
One word: "You are good."
"Um?"
The atmosphere seemed to have calmed down suddenly. The God of Death's strange movements and terrifying cultivation made people think that Wu Yingxue would be killed on the spot, just like Pei Jiang. But suddenly, the God of Death said these three words inexplicably, making people feel that Wu Yingxue would be killed on the spot, just like Pei Jiang.
People are very confused for no reason.
Wu Yingxue's clear eyes were finally replaced by panic, but he did not grovel like a vulgar villain when encountering disaster. Listening to the words of the God of Death, Wu Yingxue frowned slightly: "Kill if you want, the skills are not as good as others,
I have no regrets."
There was silence in the sky, and no one even dared to say a single word. They didn't know what puzzling and novel words this weird guy would say next.
Feng Jueyu was also very surprised. Logically speaking, with the personality of the God of Death, there is no room for mercy towards the enemy. Why did this guy suddenly change his temper?
There was silence in the sky for a moment, and the God of Death slowly turned back to look at Mrs. Hongxing, and asked confusedly: "How is she?"
Mrs. Hongxing had no expression on her face. She was silent for a while, and then she said two words: "Not bad."
"Keep it?"
"Look at her!"
"OK."
The exchange between the two was very brief, almost coming out word by word, leaving everyone confused.
Huang Tianjue climbed on Shangguan Ruofan's back and asked impatiently: "Madam, what are you two talking about?"
Mrs. Hongxing smiled and said: "You brat, what do you know? The God of Death is asking me, what is Wu Yingxue like?"
"Ah?" Shangguan Ruofan and Huang Tianjue grinned, as if they thought of something inappropriate for children. They looked at each other and whispered, "I didn't expect Madam's taste to be so unique."
At this time, Feng Jueyu also became happy and said: "You two, don't make blind guesses. The God of Death wants to subdue this person. This person's cultivation level is extremely high, and he has such powerful spiritual power as the Great Spiritual Locking Technique.
If I can be Madam's help, at least I can keep Madam safe after the God of Death and I leave."
"That's it." The two of them suddenly realized. Huang Tianjue showed a strange smile: "I thought..."
Shangguan Ruofan: "I thought so too"
"Are you two boys looking for death?" Mrs. Hongxing glanced sideways, and the two of them quickly shut their mouths.
At this time, Feng Jueyu stood up. The God of Death never liked to talk too much. He was afraid that if Wu Yingxue said something that made the God of Death unhappy, he would be killed.
In fact, if the God of Death had not thought of protecting Mrs. Hongxing, Feng Jueyu would not have cared about Wu Yingxue's life or death. After all, she had just almost failed the Jiu Sha Tian Fury's action plan, but considering that she would leave Luobin Mountain later,
The God of Death went to do other things, and Feng Jueyu was also worried about whether there would be other problems with him in Luobin Mountain without the God of Death.
After all, Mrs. Hongxing’s plan has just completed the first step of reviving the killing god. Feng Jueyu has no idea what kind of plans she has later, but she thinks that Mrs. Hongxing’s status can be in Luobinshan.
The small place has been strategizing for many years and has been planning carefully for a long time. The plan hidden in her heart must be no small thing.
Thinking of some possibility, Feng Jueyu stood up and said: "Wu Yingxue, you almost ruined our plan just now, but Madam has a lot of people and decided to let you go."
Before Feng Jueyu finished speaking, Wu Yingxue laughed knowingly, and said with contempt in his tone: "There are conditions, right?"
"That's right." Feng Jueyu continued: "As long as you declare your allegiance to Madam, we can wipe out all the past grudges. I don't have to pursue the matter of you almost killing me."
Feng Jueyu was full of confidence, and a sky-falling heavy sword was still held in his hand with black light surging. Yun Yi, Murong Hao and others who had seen Feng Jueyu take action before were filled with shock.
In their hearts, Feng Jueyu and his group can be said to be extremely mysterious. They have never revealed their origins and identities. However, one thing they did can be regarded as a legend in the ancient land of the Spirit Clan.
It has been passed down for hundreds of years that four people faced hundreds of thousands of monks and were still invincible against a weak opponent. This impressive performance had already deeply impressed everyone present.
But now, such a terrifying and powerful man suddenly appeared next to them, and Feng Jueyu even threatened Palace Master Yingxue to surrender to Madam Hongxing in front of the monks all over the world.
Threat, this is a naked threat, not mixed with any pretense.
If you agree, you will live. If you don't agree, you will die.
Tens of thousands of eyes turned to Wu Yingxue. At this critical moment of life and death, I don't know what she was thinking.
The Tang knife was pressed against Fen's neck, and Wu Yingxue's eyes were filled with tears. These were not tears of grievance, but tears caused by extreme anger, mixed with deep unwillingness.
To submit in front of tens of thousands of monks under the pressure of others was an unprecedented blow to her self-esteem, but if she didn't agree, she would face her own demise.
It only cost one life, and more importantly, all the cultivation he had worked hard on for many years would be in vain. This choice between two questions really stumped Wu Yingxue.
Wu Yingxue gritted her silver teeth tightly, her tears falling unwillingly, and she stared in silence for a long time reluctantly, and finally nodded feebly without giving up her cultivation.
Seeing Wu Yingxue nodding in agreement, the whole place was in an uproar. At this time, no one was ridiculing Wu Yingxue for being greedy for life and afraid of death, but felt that the intimidating power of the mysterious strong man was too great.
Wu Yingxue agreed, and the happiest thing was that Feng Jueyu and his party were waiting. With the death and surrender of the sect leaders of the two major forces in the ancient land of the spirit tribe, the ancient land of the spirit tribe would truly become the world of Mrs. Hongxing alone.
Mrs. Hongxing was also very happy. She crossed the sky with a smile and came to Luobin Mountain. The pleasant sound of copper bells rang through the audience: "From today on, Xiaoyue and Yingxue become one family. If the rest of Chiyao wants to surrender,
I will not take the blame now, otherwise, I will kill them all.”
The last four words seemed to arouse overwhelming murderous intent. Although Mrs. Hongxing did not move, there was silence at the foot of Luobin Mountain.
Immediately afterwards, tens of thousands of monks knelt down in the mountains and forests, and chaotic and noisy shouts rang out one after another.
"We are willing to do the hard work of dogs and horses"
The sound is loud and wide, gradually getting farther and farther
The battle at Luobin Mountain finally came to an end, and the subsequent events developed extremely smoothly. Although this battle was facilitated by Madam Hongxing, and there was a vague suspicion of using the sect's 100,000 elite monks, due to the Madam's strong cultivation and
There were so many masters around him, and Xiaoyue Sect disciples did not dare to vent their anger even if they were angry. However, fortunately, Mrs. Hongxing did not do anything to the fact that Xiaoyue Sect disciples had no intention of sharing the same hatred with the enemy after the Nine Evils' wrath came to light.
After being punished, Xiaoyue Sect's disciples secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Things became simple after that. Wu Yingxue completely became Madam Hongxing's personal bodyguard. Although she was very reluctant, she signed the "Blood Oath" and could not break it.
The two major forces of Xiaoyue Sect and Yingxue Palace merged, leaving Chi Yao without a leader, so they were naturally merged into Xiaoyue Gate. As a result, the three major forces merged into one and became the sole overlord of the ancient land of the Spirit Clan.
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