Thinking of this, Ye Feng felt chills all over. "The World of Immortality" is no longer a martial arts world. If the peerless giants in it really lived on the earth, it would be terrible. Whether it was the Ancestral Dragon, the Youchao Clan, the Shennong Clan, or the Dugu God,
Which one is not an existence that transcends the past and the present? According to Ye Feng's calculation, these existences must be existences beyond the small star level.
It may even be a great star-level Heavenly Lord.
Looking at the turbulent shadow of the Yellow River and the increasingly solid body of Xuanwu inside, Ye Feng's scalp went numb and he instinctively retreated quickly.
"Buzz!!!"
At the moment when Ye Feng quickly retreated, Xuanwu in the shadow of the Yellow River slowly raised his head, with two huge heads and a strange light shining in his eyes.
"Depend on!"
Cursing secretly, Ye Feng's whole body was restrained by an invisible force, and his body surged towards the phantom of the Yellow River uncontrollably.
"Boom!!!"
The huge waves rolled like mountains collapsing, and every blow was enough to kill the most powerful person in the Yangshen Realm.
Ye Feng was like a lone sail, being overturned by huge waves and unable to stabilize his body.
"What a ghost!" With anxious eyes in his eyes, Ye Feng suddenly spread his arms and immediately hit the huge waves heavily.
"boom!"
The huge force rebounded and launched Ye Feng high into the air.
"The corpse energy has been restrained!" Ye Feng's face was extremely ugly. In this phantom of the Yellow River, all energy was gone, leaving only the purest physical strength.
However, even if he lost his corpse energy, Ye Feng's strength did not drop much. After all, he is a zombie, and his physical strength is enough to crush ordinary fourth- and fifth-grade minor star lords.
"Did this place really come from the King of Humans?" Ye Feng was now a little doubtful of his previous guess.
The huge bloody bat wings behind him flapped violently. Ye Feng floated high in the sky and scanned all directions, but except for the water of the Yellow River, even the huge Xuanwu that appeared before disappeared.
"I don't believe it, this Yellow River has no end!" Gritting his teeth, Ye Feng quickly shot towards the distance, like a bolt of lightning.
At his current speed, he could cover a hundred miles in less than three minutes, but he had been shooting for nearly half an hour, as if he was spinning in circles, and he couldn't see where the end of the Yellow River was.
Just when Ye Feng was trapped in the Wordless Sky Monument, Lu Bu also returned to the capital, taking the body of the Human King with him.
Of course, the appearance of the Human King has changed now, exactly like Ye Feng.
After Marshal Deng confirmed that the body of Ye Feng brought back by Lu Bu was indeed Ye Feng's body, the Chinese top brass breathed a sigh of relief. After all, no one would be able to sleep peacefully if a second-generation Zombie King was thinking about him.
At the same time, Mo City, which has experienced war, is currently being rebuilt. In a small restaurant that has just been built, a fat man in his thirties who looks rich and handsome is sitting on the bench at the door like a Maitreya Buddha.
Holding a cattail leaf fan, he looked at the passers-by with a smile.
Suddenly, a warrior wearing an island nation's kimono walked towards the small restaurant with wooden clogs and a cold expression.
You know, this is Mo City, a city that was once massacred by warriors from the island nation. Now that the island nation has been destroyed, the warriors from the island nation who stayed in China are all like rats crossing the street. Not to mention wearing kimonos, they don’t even dare to reveal their identities. But now, actually
Some people dare to wear kimono blatantly and walk in the rebuilt Mocheng.
Behind the warriors from the island nation, there were hundreds of Chinese people, all of them with eyes full of hatred, and they would even rush to fight the warriors from the island nation.
"Master, long time no see!"
Stopping ten meters away from the small restaurant, the warrior from the island country in kimono slowly raised his head, with a cold light flowing in his eyes, staring at the fat middle-aged man sitting on the small bench, holding a cattail leaf fan.
"Tian Yin, my master once taught you that a little impatience will ruin a big plan. Your current behavior makes my master very disappointed!" the middle-aged fat man said with a smile.
"Master, I can't bear it anymore!" The warrior from the island nation curled up with energy, "The King Zombie who destroyed the island nation has been beheaded, and it's time for me, the Hidden Sword Style, to come out!"
"Hidden Sword Style?"
"The number one sword sect in the island country, Hidden Sword Style?"
"Why haven't the police come here yet? Damn it, I can't help it now. I want to beat this island country bastard to death!"
Listening to the vicious curses behind him, the island warrior slowly put his right hand on the hilt of the katana tied around his waist, stared at the middle-aged fat man, and said: "Master, please appreciate the apprentice's recent understanding."
"Buzz!!!"
The middle-aged fat man sitting on the small bench suddenly smiled very happily. In his eyes, an illusory ferocious beast was reflected, grinning and pounced on the Chinese people gathered behind Hayato Amagakure.
He said slowly: "The destruction of the island country has made your martial arts heart more determined. Even the strange way has made great progress. Yes, very good!"
"ah!!"
"Help!!!"
"Don't eat me!"
Strangely, the hundreds of Chinese people behind Hayato Amagakure all looked frightened, shouting at the top of their lungs, but running in place.
In just three breaths, hundreds of Chinese people died. Volumes of energy and blood overflowed from their eyes, ears, mouths and noses, and then were ignited, turning into blood-like flames and blending into Hayato Tengyin's body.
"Hahaha, you have even cultivated the Red Fire Way passed down by Yagyu Wuji to great perfection, and you are already better than the old. If you condense the Ten Thousand Dao Senluo taught by my master, no one in this world can kill you!
"The smile on the middle-aged fat man's face became more and more weird. He looked at Hayato Amakaku as if he were looking at a perfect work of art.
"Master, I want to establish a country!" Hayato Tengyin said coldly.
"With your current strength, you are enough to establish a country!" As he said that, the middle-aged fat man stood up slowly, with a restrained smile on his face. A frightening aura enveloped the entire Mo City, and his half-closed eyes
There was a fierce look in his eyes, and he said: "The no-man's land in various parts of China is about to open, and the Tomb of the God of Heavenly Stele will soon be born. You first follow my master to find the Tomb of God of Heavenly Stele."
"Yes, Master!" Hayato Amagaku lowered his head slightly, and there was a hint of sinisterness in his eyes looking at the ground.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, the middle-aged fat man raised his eyelids and looked at the six figures walking from a distance.
Hayato Tengyin straightened his back and said: "Master, these six are the helpers that my disciple has hired."
"Sasa Kojiro, I've met my senior!" Sasa Kojiro was holding the island country's artifact, dry-blanching it, his eyes filled with coldness.
A young man with blood-red hair, a handsome face, and wearing an evening gown, with eyes full of deathly gray eyes, stared at the fat middle-aged man, "Iori Yagami!"
"Kazuo Yamamoto, I have met my senior!"
"My name is Kusanagi Kyo!"
"Toyotomi Hideyoshi!"
"Miyamoto Musashi!"
Staring at the six people with different auras, the middle-aged fat man slowly raised the corners of his mouth and said, "Come with me!"
