After burning the incense, Feng Nanxiang walked out of Feng Yuyue's residence in a state of despair. He seemed to have completely lost his mind and walked straight down the mountain road like a zombie.
Arriving in front of the pavilion on the top of the mountain again, Feng Nanxiang stopped at a loss, and the past incident that Feng Yuyue mentioned just now suddenly echoed in his mind.
Under the pavilion, two and a half-year-old children, a boy and a girl, are practicing an obscure internal skill. The two children are not very old, only about four or five years old. The girl seems to be a little older than the boy. The relationship between the two
Very intimate, they sit cross-legged opposite each other, their hands are constantly changing the same method, but they are different. Both the posture and the mastery of rhythm are very green, and sometimes the movements are sticky and exposed from time to time.
A confused expression.
At this time, an old man who looked like he was over fifty walked into the pavilion with a kind smile on his face. He squatted down, grabbed the girl's thin white hands with both hands, and helped her complete a
He made relatively complicated handprints, then turned around and looked at the boy, giving instructions in the same way.
The two children concentrated on thinking and soon had a breakthrough. Then they became more and more proficient with practice, and finally smiled.
The old man squatted next to the two children again and kept tapping. The two children were sometimes confused, sometimes enlightened, and their expressions changed. The old man always smiled and never spoke harshly. After practicing for a long time, he finally achieved something.
The child took the old man's hand and ran to play in the flowers outside the pavilion.
Scenes from the past resurfaced in his mind, making Feng Nanxiang feel as if he was actually there, and couldn't hold back the tears on his face.
He watched like this for a long, long time, and the resentment that had filled his heart in the cave before unconsciously dissipated. Then, he showed a happy expression, as if all the hatred in his heart had been dispelled.
He looked back at the deep cave and murmured to himself: "Okay, it's good to leave. At least you don't have to worry anymore. Take care."
After sighing sadly, Feng Nanxiang's eyes became firm again and he walked down the mountain, but his murmurs remained on the top of the mountain and disappeared with the wind.
"You can leave, but I can't leave..."
Not long after, Feng Nanxiang returned to the forbidden area of the back mountain, found the entrance to the node realm gate leading to the realm of disorder, and flew in.
When he appeared in the disordered time and space, he looked around and saw an army of black monsters everywhere in the void.
There are tens of millions of strange demons brought by Mo Ling, and it is impossible to hide so many strange demons in Jiujie Mountain. Only by staying in the realm of disorder can they not be discovered.
Feng Nanxiang came to the realm of disorder, stood at the entrance of the node realm, and looked around. Even though there were thousands of eyes projected towards him, the unscrupulous and emotionless eyes made Feng Nan
Xiang felt cold and fearful from the inside out.
Feng Nanxiang calmed down and suddenly shouted: "Zhou Yin's matter has been exposed, and soon all the major heavenly sects in Jiujie Mountain will rise up to resist. The people in the ancient land of Feng Family cannot stay, and we must act immediately. I need
You cooperate."
As soon as he finished speaking, a tall alien demon flew up in front of Feng Nanxiang. Two tusks that were thicker and longer than ivory coming out of his bloody mouth were facing Feng Nanxiang, exuding a threatening aura and...
Mouth full of fishy stench.
The Demon Lord yelled: "Feng Nanxiang, you are such a waste. You can't handle such a small thing well. I don't know why the Lord still trusts you."
If it was before Feng Yuyue left, Feng Nanxiang would definitely be wary and afraid of the strange demon master, but now, he seems completely different from before.
Staring into the eyes of the Foreign Demon Lord, Feng Nanxiang's robe suddenly swelled, and waves of surging divine power rolled towards the Foreign Demon Chairman like a storm.
In the disorderly airspace, two powerful forces collided head-on. Feng Nanxiang's body surface once again flew out a series of awe-inspiring and sharp auras, as if tens of thousands of sword energy were galloping across the sky and earth, and they actually collided with the strange demon master's body.
The momentum was almost equal, and the confrontation between the two caused an astonishing chaotic air tide. Countless air currents collided between the sky and the earth, and deafening roars continued to be heard.
When the strange demon saw Feng Nanxiang's resistance, he became furious. His momentum reached its peak, and suddenly he stretched out his big black hand with sharp nails and tried to grab Feng Nanxiang's head.
That palm was astonishingly big, like a giant umbrella, pressing down on top of it.
"Crack!"
At this moment, the furious Feng Nanxiang suddenly rose up and waved his right palm in the air, transforming into a huge handprint and blocking it in front of the giant black palm.
"Tian Tun, if you still want to fight in the nest, I won't care about the Nine Realm Sect Masters in the Feng Family Ancient Land. They will receive the news soon. When they run away, everyone in the world will stand up to surround and suppress the strange demons. You can see for yourself
Let’s do it.”
In the airspace, a big black hand was made, and the strange devil named Tian Tun paused slightly, as if analyzing Feng Nanxiang's words. After a long silence, another strange devil flew over.
His name is Ya Ming, he is one of the Four Demon Lords of Qiongyuan, and the strongest person next to Mo Ling.
The four demon lords and the thirteen demon kings of Qiongyuan are all strong men in the perfection realm. The reason why they are divided into demon kings and demon lords with higher status is because the purity of the blood of evil flowing in their bodies is different.
The blood of the four demons' E is very pure, and only the original E of the strange demon god can surpass them. Although they are also at the perfection level like the demon king, in terms of strength, they are comparable to the strong demigods.
As for Mo Ling, who has now become the strange demon god, no one knows how terrifying his strength is.
Ya Ming flew forward, glanced at Feng Nanxiang, and then said to Tiantun: "Tiantun, let him go first. What he said is right, the overall situation is more important."
After finishing his words, Ya Ming turned to look behind him, waved his hand gently, and tens of thousands of strange demons began to move. Ya Ming only said: "Follow him." Then there were thousands of strange demons in the army.
The demon stood up and flew towards Feng Nanxiang in a menacing manner.
Feng Nanxiang's pupils shrank when he saw this, and when he turned around, he finally sighed.
He knew that this long-brewing racial dispute was finally about to begin with his intentional or unintentional cooperation, and no matter what the final outcome of the dispute was, the Feng clan would be cast aside by the great world from now on.
But he couldn't change anything.
…
At the same time, in the depths of the Feng Family ancient land under the moonlit night, many places were still filled with a rich aura of unfinished interest.
The shelter prepared by the Feng family for guests coming and going is located in the mountains to the east deep in the ancient world. This was originally the place where the Feng family members lived and practiced. Due to the large number of guests at this banquet, it was just
We moved out of our residence in advance and freed up a large area of mountains for the guests to live in. After all, there are still two days until the actual conference date, and many guests will not arrive until a few hours before the conference day, so these days
At that time, the hospitality place was very lively.
After a banquet, some of them got very drunk and went back to their residences to rest. Some of them failed to enjoy themselves, so they gathered three or five friends to continue drinking and talking. Some people did not like to drink too much. After the banquet was over, they found
People of the same faith sat and talked about each other, and some people simply took out the treasures they had stored close to them and that they had not yet used, and exchanged them with others.
In the dead of night, in the dense forest at the top of a high mountain, a figure flew into the woods like a ghost, and quietly came to a disciple of the Feng family who was hiding in a dark corner of the woods, and with a thunderbolt
Before he could cover his ears, he hit the Feng family disciple on the back of the head with his finger.
At the fingertips, a gray divine power flashed away, and then the gray divine light directly penetrated the back of the Feng family disciple's head, and brain matter and blood burst out all over the ground.
After killing people, figures began to scurry around in the woods like a wisp of smoke. From time to time, someone would die inexplicably. It was not until after a cup of tea that the assassination operation came to an end.
"Ignorant fools, you still want to keep an eye on me. You really don't know what to say."
An old face emerged from the figure, and it turned out to be Ancestor Wuhen.
Ancestor Wuhen finished speaking angrily and drifted away directly, and then met up with Emperor Ji and Teng Langkun in the woods on the side of the path up the mountain.
When the three of them met, Ji Di asked in a very soft voice: "How is it? Has everything been dealt with?"
Ancestor Wu Hen and Teng Langkun nodded with uncertain expressions: "We've all been dealt with. This bastard Feng Nanxiang really arranged a lot of people. There were more than a dozen sentry posts and secret posts. He really thought we were blind."
Teng Langkun said with anger on his face: "It's not like he is looking down on us. Each of them has an extremely skilled formation. When the formation is seen, all the energy in the body is hidden under the magic circle in the formation. If
It’s not that Brother Ji Emperor received the news in advance, I’m afraid we still don’t know that we are being targeted.”
Ji Di said: "Okay, it's useless to talk about it now. According to the original plan, we will go down the mountain first and find as many people as we can find. If we really can't contact them, there is nothing we can do. If things change, we will start from
I just used the out-of-body method to investigate the Qianyang Mountain breakout. There are indeed many formations arranged inside and outside the ancient land of the Feng family. As of now, I have no time to judge these formations.
The formation is weakest. The only way is to go east, which is the shortest way. As long as you cross Qianyang Mountain, you will find an endless plain. There is no way to set up the formation. Even if there is a formation, you can easily find the formation base.
It breaks easily, so I think our only chance is there."
Ancestor Wuhen said: "Can't we just kill Feng Nanxiang? I don't believe it. The three of us join forces and there are still people who can't be dealt with. What's more, I have never taken Feng Nanxiang seriously."
Hearing this, Ji Di quickly shook his head: "This method won't work. Long Zhan said that Mo Ling has come back and brought back many strange demons. Now we don't know where those strange demons are. If they are nearby, don't tell us.
The three of us join forces, even if all of us put together, we may not be the opponent of the strange demon..."