Chapter 184 The blood of demons and the rotten blood of Hades
In this death cemetery, I met an old man who lived in a house and was the first generation head of the Feng family. It really made people feel very unreal.
The old man listened carefully to Feng Feiyun's story and finally understood the cause and effect.
"What a bastard. The Feng family actually produced such a lot of trash. They actually sacrificed their own people because they were afraid of the Yingou family. What a bastard. What a bastard." Feng Mo twisted the beard on his chin and glared angrily. The originally kind and kind old man
, his expression became sharp.
The old man was walking outside the thatched cottage, and suddenly he stood beside Feng Feiyun, and clasped Feng Feiyun's wrist with his fingers.
The speed was so fast that Feng Feiyun didn't even have time to launch his reincarnation speed before he was caught by the opponent.
The old man nodded in admiration and said: "Yes, yes, the first level of destiny, a genius at the epic level."
He let go of Feng Feiyun's arm, noticed the few white hairs on Feng Feiyun's forehead, and frowned slightly. How could he age before he was so young?
He suddenly pulled open Feng Feiyun's clothes, and saw an evil mark on Feng Feiyun's majestic chest, covering half of his chest and eroding to the center of his heart.
The old man's sunken eyes shrank, and he said with a hint of shock: "The King of Hell rots blood. No wonder your talent is so high, but your blood energy is so weak."
Feng Feiyun's heart moved and he quickly said: "Senior, does he know how to dissolve the rotten blood of the King of Hell?"
Feng Feiyun didn't call him ancestor, but senior.
The old man's face was slightly unhappy, but Feng Feiyun had been expelled from the Feng family and was not considered a descendant of the Feng family, so naturally there was no need to call him ancestor.
The old man sighed, shook his head, and said: "The rotten blood of the King of Hell is beyond the reach of the world. It's already a good thing that you can come here alive."
Feng Feiyun's face was slightly disappointed, but it was expected. If the King of Hell's rotten blood was really that easy to solve, it wouldn't scare the giants.
Life and death are destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven.
"Ahem!" Feng Feiyun looked at the broken evil corpse on the Huandao tree. He was full of questions, but he didn't ask. He said: "The Feng family is in the crisis of genocide. I wonder if the senior will
Will you go out to rescue?"
The old man said: "I have long known that the Feng family will definitely encounter a disaster. After this disaster, the Feng family will rise like an emperor and stars. I have stayed here for too long, and it is time to go out."
The old man stood outside the thatched cottage, with a pair of old eyes full of compassion. Suddenly, he saw the stunning woman standing behind Feng Feiyun, Wan Xiangcen. A sharp energy emerged from his eyes, and he shouted fiercely.
Said: "No one who is not a descendant of the Feng family can enter the ancestral site of the mausoleum. Anyone who enters will die."
Wan Xiangcen's heart has been shocked for a long time. The first generation head of the Feng family is not dead yet, and is living in seclusion in the cemetery of the Feng family's ancestors. Who knows what level of cultivation he has reached?
If a person of this level were born, I am afraid that even if all the strong men in the Seventh Hall of Senluo Hall attack together, they will not be able to compete with him.
In front of Feng Mo, Wan Xiangcen could not be as calm as Feng Feiyun. He was already kneeling on the ground, his delicate body trembling a little, and said: "Feng Feiyun is not a descendant of the Feng family. He entered the ancestral site of the mausoleum.
He must die too."
Wan Xiangcen was so smart, he saw the old man's appreciation for Feng Feiyun, and he would never kill Feng Feiyun, so he said this.
The old man said: "He is not a child of the Feng family now, but after I leave, he will still return to the Feng family. With such a talented person, how can he be expelled from the house by those unscrupulous descendants? Without my consent, he will
Still a member of the Feng family."
The old man looked at Feng Feiyun with a smile, his eyes filled with deep meaning.
Feng Feiyun met his gaze bravely, without flinching at all. He was also trying to figure out the intentions of the first generation head of the Feng family. He clearly knew that he was already a dying man, but he still valued him so much.
Could it be that the first-generation head of the family knew how to resolve the rotten blood of the King of Hell, but didn't tell him?
By the way, the old man only said that there is no solution to the rotting blood of the King of Hell, but he did not say that Feng Feiyun would definitely die.
The Feng family's ancestral mausoleum is indeed a forbidden area. After outsiders enter here, they will know everything here. If word spreads, it is indeed not a good thing.
Seeing Wan Xiangcen's pale face, the old man smiled kindly and said: "Haha! I was just joking with you. Girl, get up! My future wife of the Feng family can naturally enter.
The ancestral site of the mausoleum.”
The old man helped Wan Xiangcen up with his own hands.
Obviously, the first generation head of the Feng family had a misunderstanding. When he saw Feng Feiyun bringing Wan Xiangcen to the ancestral site of the mausoleum, he thought that Wan Xiangcen was Feng Feiyun's sweetheart.
The first-generation head of the family was very optimistic about Feng Feiyun, and hoped that he could return to the Feng family. Naturally, he treated "his sweetheart" first with courtesy and then with force, hoping to compromise with this outstanding descendant.
But Feng Feiyun didn't make the slightest sign, and was terrifyingly calm. The more so, the more the first generation head of the Feng family admired Feng Feiyun.
Feng Feiyun didn't speak, so Wan Xiangcen was naturally willing to pretend to be the future wife of the Feng family. Not only could he save his life, but he might also be able to get some benefits from this old man with unfathomable cultivation. Such a good thing, why not
Rather than.
The old man took out a jade bottle with flowing blood, handed it to Feng Feiyun, and said: "This is the turtle incense that a friend gave me a long time ago. After taking it, it will be enough to extend your life by three years."
moon."
Turtles are the longest-lived creatures in the world. The so-called turtle scent is the saliva of turtles, which can nourish human flesh and blood and delay human aging.
In the words of Mao Wugui, turtle is fragrant, nourishes yin and yang, and prevents aging. Women will be younger after taking it, and men will be stronger after taking it. It is really a must-have medicine for home travel.
The older the turtle is, the more fragrant and spiritual it is.
Feng Feiyun took Gui Chanxiang over and put it away properly. He thought to himself, Gui Chanxiang can actually extend my life. If I catch the turtle, stew it and eat it, I can live a few more years.
The year is not certain.
The old man left the thatched cottage and said that he had something important to do. He asked Feng Feiyun and Wan Xiangcen to wait for his return in the thatched cottage and return to Feng's house together tomorrow.
After the old man left, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became weird, especially the evil corpse of the King of Hell hanging on the Huandao tree, which seemed to move, causing the mark of the King of Hell on Feng Feiyun's chest to tremble.
"puff!"
Feng Feiyun spat out a mouthful of blood. All the strength in his body seemed to be drained. He knelt down on the ground. The rotten blood of the King of Hell in his body had spread to his heart and merged with Feng Feiyun's heart. It merged with his blood.
together.
The loss of vitality is accelerating.
Feng Feiyun quickly took out the jade bottle, and poured it into his mouth without caring whether it contained turtle incense or not.
No, this is not turtle fragrance at all!
The real turtle incense does not need to be taken at all. It can penetrate into the body by pouring it directly into the palm of the hand. However, the bottle of turtle incense that the old man gave Feng Feiyun did not melt even after it entered the throat. Instead, it had a kind of pouring effect.
The feeling that rushes into the mind.
Wan Xiangcen looked at Feng Feiyun rolling on the ground in pain, and showed a cruel sneer, "Feng Feiyun, you have today too," a faint spiritual light condensed in the palm of her hand, turning into a spiritual light sword.
She was an evil Highness. She had already secretly broken a trace of the seal and restored a level of cultivation. She used her spiritual light sword and walked towards Feng Feiyun. She sneered: "Looking at you in so much pain.
It must be very uncomfortable now, so let me help you escape from the sea of suffering!" "Ouch!"
Feng Feiyun suddenly raised his head, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes, just like the eyes of the most ferocious beast. Seeing these demonic eyes, Wan Xiangcen's heart trembled, he was startled, and he quickly flew away.
"Bang!"
Feng Feiyun rushed up and smashed the sword in her hand with his body. He stretched out his two claws to catch her frail body and threw her away, breaking the wooden door of the thatched cottage.
Fell into a thatched cottage.
Through the broken door, you can see that there is an iron coffin placed in the thatched cottage. The iron coffin was originally the coffin of the first generation head of the Feng family, but the lid of the coffin has been broken by something. There is something inside.
Ran out from inside.
If Feng Feiyun was still conscious, he would definitely have discovered this scene, but at this moment, the blood of demons and the rotten blood of the King of Hell were stimulated at the same time, running wildly throughout his body. He could only maintain part of his sanity and was unable to suppress his reason.
Feng Feiyun broke through the sawdust, rushed into the thatched cottage, and caught Wan Xiangcen who had fallen to the ground. He showed no mercy and stabbed her green gauze skirt to pieces, revealing her pair of pure white
luscious legs.
"No, Feng Feiyun, be gentle, it hurts..."
"Oh, oh, bastard, I'll fuck you to death!"
Feng Feiyun slapped her, and Wan Xiangcen's snow-white naked body flew out again. This time her body was lying on the ground. She had fainted and could no longer struggle or scream.
Feng Feiyun's eyes were like fire, the muscles all over his body swelled, and his blood roared. Pieces of dragon scales appeared on his arms. Dragon roars and phoenix cries sounded on his body. His breath was violent, directly pressing on Wan Xiangcen's slender and delicate body.
On top of the jade body...
Outside the thatched cottage, a dark wind blew.
Feng Mo stood outside the thatched cottage and saw everything that happened inside through the broken wooden door. He could hear the woman's heart-rending screams and moans in his ears.
A sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said to himself: "There is indeed demon blood in the body. The demon blood can actually compete with the rotten blood of the King of Hell. What a powerful bloodline it is! Feng Feiyun
, Feng Feiyun, Gao, you are destined to return to the Feng family and conquer the world with me. This is your fate, and you cannot escape from it."
The Taoist charm and immortal energy on Feng Mo's body disappeared without a trace, replaced by a surging evil energy. The white hair on his head also turned black, more than ten meters long, and the evil energy was overwhelming.