Suddenly hearing the corpse-like shouting, Feng Jueyu subconsciously raised his head.
Suffering from the oppression and imprisonment of the sword energy, the hostility in Feng Jueyu's body was growing vigorously. At first, he didn't notice it, but soon, masses of black demonic energy like flames seeped out from behind him. The demonic energy
It profoundly affected his state of mind, causing his eyes to turn as red as blood. Even his neatly combed and smooth long hair became fluffy and scattered in the air, dancing in the wind.
The huge sword falling from the sky was heavily wrapped in a strong demonic aura, and it also exuded a biting murderous aura.
Feng Jueyu knelt down helplessly on one knee and looked at the old man running out from the right side of the palace, feeling inexplicably trapped in his heart.
"Who are you? Why are you here?" Feng Jueyu asked through gritted teeth.
After asking, he was stunned. The old man who ran out from the right side door of the palace looked extremely slovenly. He had unkempt black and white hair and only six big yellow teeth, which were open and full of teeth.
With bloodshot eyes, he ran out angrily. The key was that behind the old man, there were waves of fire-like demonic aura lingering just like him, and it was heavier and more intense than his demonic aura.
The deep demonic aura had completely swallowed up the old man, making him look like he was carrying a huge ball of fire that burned several feet into the sky.
"What a heavy demonic energy?"
Feng Jueyu looked at his shoulders. He was the first to enter the palace, and the influence of the demonic energy was not profound, but this was also the result of comparison. The demonic aura came out of his shoulders, which was about a foot tall, like a raging flame.
Howl.
The old man who suddenly ran out ignored Feng Jueyu and rushed under the stone knife in a few quick steps. Holding the stone knife sculpture in his hands, he shouted angrily: "Didn't you choose me? Why did you choose him again?"
Feng Jueyu was completely stunned.
Shi Dao did not respond, but it seemed to Feng Jueyu that more and more red threads were entering his body. At this time, even if he wanted to stop it, it was impossible.
That red silk thread was a strong demonic energy that had a profound and far-reaching influence on the body and mind. After a while, the demonic flames on Feng Jueyu's body expanded again.
The old man was clawing around the stone knife in the air like crazy. He seemed to be preparing to intercept the evil energy of the red thread, but he never could. Moreover, the more anxious he was, the more evil energy on the stone knife became.
Many people gathered on Feng Jueyu.
When the old man saw this, he became even more crazy. He flew down from the sculpture, walked away and ran towards Feng Jueyu with a look of resentment on his face. The devilish aura on his body became thicker and said: "You bastard,
It took me, Yang Yide, three hundred years of hard work to break the forbidden seal of the Demon Emperor's Qiyan Sword, but you suddenly showed up and ruined my good deeds, so I'll kill you."
"Yang Yide? Hanshui Yang family?"
Feng Jueyu looked at the old man in shock, and immediately remembered the story of Li Rong. This extremely slovenly old man was actually the queen of the Hanshui Yang family who disappeared hundreds of years ago.
The old man walked quickly, and when he was about to approach Feng Jueyu, he suddenly heard the other party calling his name, and was slightly startled.
"Do you know me?"
Feng Jueyu couldn't move now, and he felt more and more the threat around him. This Yang Yide had been possessed by a demon for a long time. Even if he had Li Rong's relationship, he might not be able to restrain the old man's murderous thoughts. What should he do?
Feng Jueyu's thoughts were racing, looking for a way to escape. At this time, he sealed the sea of consciousness to prevent the demonic energy from going deep, just because he was afraid that he would be completely possessed and lose his humanity. However, at this moment, an unknown voice came from his mind.
sounded.
"Let me enter the sea of consciousness, and the bondage will be released. If people don't want to, they will surely die in this person's hands."
Buzz!
There was a buzzing sound, and Feng Jueyu was completely stunned.
Entering the sea of consciousness? Then am I still me?
Feng Jueyu asked himself and became entangled, but he still did not let the demonic energy enter the Palace of Consciousness. He hoped that Yang Yide could remember Li Rong and said loudly: "Mr. Yang, you have a disciple named Li Rong, do you still remember
Is it? He... asked me to come to you..."
"Li Rong?" Yang Yide stood a few feet away in front of Feng Jueyu with his hands on his hands, looking at him with contempt, a look of absence flashed across his pupils.
Feng Jueyu looked at Yang Yide's palm quietly, trembling inexplicably, because he saw the upper part of Yang Yide's palm using the source and demonic energy to merge, and transformed into a black-red sword energy. This sword energy was exactly the same as that sword spirit.
It's just that the momentum between the two is very different.
The sword energy in Yang Yide's palm has a heaven-destroying aura that can make people's hands and feet go cold even with just a glance.
"Li Rong, I do have a disciple named Li Rong, do you recognize him?"
"Yes, he is in Qixia Lingzhou now. He is the sect leader of Lily Sect. He is the one who discovered this ancient city of Jidu. Please come and rescue me, senior." Feng Jueyu said as he urged his origin to resist.
The demonic energy deep inside the body caused a fierce battle within the body.
"Stop talking nonsense, rescue me? Shall I use him to rescue me? I have been looking for this capital city for more than a thousand years, and finally I have some clues. I have found the Demon Emperor's palace lair. How can I take advantage of you, this descendant, for nothing? Are you here?
Are you the one who came to snatch the Demon Queen's Qiyan Knife from me?" Yang Yide took a step forward.
Feng Jueyu's whole body trembled and he shouted hurriedly: "Senior, wait a minute, I have no idea about the Demon Emperor or the Qiyan Sword you are talking about. I am really here to find you."
"You lied. It was you who broke the Yuan Chen Star Technique outside. You, a later generation cultivator, can break the Star Formation under this ancient sub-divine talisman without preparation? Brat, let me use your eloquent words today.
, must die too.”
"call!"
After Yang Yide said this, the red bloodshot eyes were suddenly filled with black curtains, becoming extremely black without any color at all.
The demonic energy in his body suddenly surged, and the black demonic knife in his palm instantly broke away from his hand and flew toward Feng Jueyu like lightning.
"You bastard, if you become a demon, you will become a demon."
Feng Jueyu was shocked when he saw that the opponent was really killing him. At the critical moment, his life was the most important thing, so he quickly removed the blockage of the sea of consciousness and guided the demonic energy into the central palace.
With just one thought, a fierce demonic energy invaded his sea of consciousness and rushed toward his soul.
At the same time, the restraints on Feng Jueyu's body were completely released. He rolled on the spot and escaped in an extremely thrilling way when the black sword energy was only three inches away from his face.
"Buzz!"
The black sword energy hit the solid palace door, causing a deafening reverberation. Yang Yide's voice echoed in the square in front of the palace: "You lured the devil into your body, and you said you weren't here to grab the sword. Today I am here without you.
"
Yang Yide was like crazy. After shouting these words, he jumped up. Feng Jueyu raised his head and saw a shadow disappearing in front of his eyes. He immediately realized that something was wrong and hurriedly jumped forward.
The area under the palace gate is limited. This is the best place for a strong man to take action first and be prepared. Feng Jueyu has just escaped from the confinement of the devil's energy, and his body coordination has not yet fully recovered. Naturally,
If he doesn't have the advantage, if he flees to both sides at this time, he will definitely not be able to escape. After all, the person who is attacking him is a strong man in the Qiankun realm, and judging by that, he is still in the realm of Dzogchen and has even reached the Tao level.
A strong man in the martial arts realm, no matter how rest he is, he can't escape.
However, if he rushed forward and stood in the square, his danger would be much less.
After thinking about it, Feng Jueyu immediately rushed forward and launched the Star Escape in time.
Even so, when his body fell into nothingness, a powerful palm strike arrived early.
Feeling the strong wind blowing from the left side of his body, Feng Jueyu had no chance to resist. He gritted his teeth and lifted the True Saint Section of the "Zhenwu Saint Section". After a strong and dazzling golden light emitted from his body, he received a hard slap on the shoulder.
Escape into nothingness.
After a breath, Feng Jueyu stumbled into the square in front of the palace two hundred feet away. He rolled on the spot and before he could get up, a mouthful of old blood spurted onto the ground.
But he didn't raise his head. He put his palms on the ground and used the Star Escape again. In the blink of an eye, he used two hundred palms to escape again.
Just as Feng Jueyu disappeared from the ground, a dark sword energy buzzed into the position where he appeared when he first used Tianxing Escape. The sword energy surrounded by demonic energy exploded into a flat palace.
The front floor tiles were torn apart, the sword energy sank into the ground, and a second explosion occurred. A black and red strange fire burst out from the ground with a roar, like a small volcano.
"What kind of magical power is this?" Feng Jueyu Ling's eyes revealed a look of disbelief. The explosion just now made him feel the ground shaking violently. The cold surface seemed to have been roasted by flames, and the temperature rose to the point where it was hot to the touch.
the point.
"Boy, I didn't expect that your cultivation level is not low. Unfortunately, you are still no match in front of me."
Yang Yide's voice came from all directions, and it was impossible to locate his position. After the voice fell, he saw a figure flashing back and forth in the square as fast as lightning.
This person's speed has reached an extreme, completely different from the opponents Feng Jueyu has encountered in the past.
It's just that he once defeated Futian of the Izumo Empire, a master who once raised his strength to the second level martial arts realm. Facing Yang Yide, Feng Jueyu was naturally fearless.
"Old guy, I think you've become possessed and lost your true nature."
Gritting the root of his teeth fiercely, Feng Jueyu took a deep breath of Dantian Qi, stood up from the ground, and disappeared in front of the palace as soon as he was more than ten feet off the ground.
"Huh? Such a fast movement. His teleportation is obviously further than my own."
Yang Yide slapped the air with his palm, without looking around, relying entirely on his experience, he waved his sleeve and slapped him behind him.
The demonic flames of the demonic sword in the palm no longer appeared, and instead were replaced by an unremarkable long cone of ice, breaking through the wind.
Feng Jueyu happened to appear behind Yang Yide. When he saw a long cone flying past in front of him, his face suddenly turned cold. He let the long cone pass with his head and then punched Yang Yide in the back.
But this punch was also in vain. The punch hit the ground and splashed countless gravel, but Yang Yide was not there either.