In Huangquan, which straddles the no-man's land of the capital and the outer region, Zhuge Wolong looked coldly, holding the information that Meng Po Qin Keqing had just sent, his eyes filled with cold light.
The old demon standing beside him was dumbfounded and muttered to himself, "How could the master die?"
"Mr. Wolong, what should we do now?" Xiao Yu'er frowned. Once Ye Feng died, Huangquan Road lost its backbone. Can it still withstand the attack from Huaxia's top leaders?
"Young Master Ye is not dead!" Zhuge Wolong took a deep breath and put the information on the table.
"Yes, it is impossible for the master to die. It must be nonsense from the Chinese high-level officials!"
"But why doesn't the master show up? It's been two days?" Li Jiancheng's face was very ugly. If Ye Feng was really dead, then the Li family's ancestral weapon, the Long Yuan Sword, would definitely fall into the hands of the Chinese senior officials. How could he explain this to the Li family?
"Whether Xiaofeng is dead or alive, you can't mess up!" Fire Cloud Evil God squinted his eyes, with a cold light flowing in them, "If anyone has different intentions, don't blame me, Fire Cloud Evil God, for being unkind!"
Seeing Fire Cloud Evil God staring at her, Qin Keqing curled her lips and smiled softly, "Master Huo, why are you staring at me like that? I'm just a little girl with no power to tie a chicken!"
As she spoke, Qin Keqing's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she glanced at Ding Peng, who had a cold expression, wondering in her heart whether she could reconcile with Ding Peng.
There are many masters in Huangquan Road. Putting aside Ye Feng, who does not know whether he is alive or dead, Ding Peng should be the strongest person in Huangquan Road now.
As if he couldn't feel Qin Keqing's gaze, Ding Peng stood up slowly and said, "I'm going to practice first. Mr. Wolong will be in charge of matters on Huangquan Road."
After hearing what Ding Peng said, Zhuge Wolong breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhuge Wolong was most worried about Ding Peng. Others, more or less, Ye Feng, had backup plans, but only Ding Peng, after he survived the thunder tribulation, his enhanced version of the life and death talisman actually dissipated.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Huoyun Evil God's expression changed drastically, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the room.
"Swish, swish, swish!" Others also shot out.
Outside the house, Nie Xiaoqian's blue hair was flowing freely, her beautiful face was full of worry, and her body was actually disintegrating, turning into a puff of starlight.
"Girl Nie!" Fire Cloud Evil God appeared in front of Nie Xiaoqian with anxiety on his face.
"Master Huo, I can't hold on any longer!"
As the separation time between the phantom body and the real body becomes longer and longer, the phantom body staying in the underworld can no longer support itself.
Seeing the figures coming one after another, Nie Xiaoqian showed a faint smile on her face and said, "Don't worry about me. If Ye Feng comes back, tell him that I will not be a burden to him!"
"Girl Nie, don't do anything stupid!"
"Madam, please trust Mr. Ye and never act recklessly!" Zhuge Wolong's expression changed drastically. He was really afraid that Nie Xiaoqian would do something stupid. At that time, Ye Feng would definitely fall into a state of madness.
"Yes!" Nie Xiaoqian nodded slightly, then looked at Ding Peng, who had just arrived, and said: "Brother Ding, Ye Feng is not here, so I leave the Huangquan Road to you!"
"As long as I'm here, Huangquan Road will be there!"
"Thank you, Brother Ding!"
"Buzz!!!"
As she spoke, Nie Xiaoqian's delicate body became more and more illusory, and a puff of light merged into the void.
"Sister Xiaoqian!" Hong Hai'er pouted, tears welling up in her big eyes, "Sister Xiaoqian, I'm going to find you now!"
"Red Boy, don't mess around!"
Fire Cloud Evil God turned around suddenly and grabbed Hong Hai'er with one hand.
However, Red Boy is like a slippery loach, with his small body rippling like water, and his pink hands holding the sapling, "Grandpa Huo, I will bring Sister Xiaoqian back soon!"
"Buzz!!!"
The moment Nie Xiaoqian disappeared completely, Hong Haier also disappeared without a trace!
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At the same time, in the Wordless Sky Monument near the uninhabited area of the capital, Ye Feng almost went crazy.
"Damn, there must be some kind of ghost formation here!"
Ye Feng had an irritated look on his face, staring at the surging Yellow River water below, "Since I can't get out, then I will destroy this place!"
"Buzz!"
He grabbed the air with his right hand, and the dark Tianheng Demonic Dragon Stick appeared in his hand.
"Boom!!!"
Without any hesitation, Ye Feng rolled his hands with both hands, with a ferocious look on his face. From top to bottom, he smashed the roll towards the surging Yellow River water below.
The heaven and earth shook. Before the stick fell, the Yin and Yang Qi actually broke free from the shackles of this place and formed a huge Tai Chi pattern. At the same time, a huge demonic dragon roared out from the head of the stick. Its huge body covered the sky.
Day, as if it were real.
"boom!!!"
With a stick falling, the water of the Yellow River seemed to be cut in two.
The rolling river water surged out in both directions.
Ye Feng frowned and stopped, raised the Tianheng Demon Dragon Stick again, and roared, "I am a zombie and can never rest. I don't believe it. I can't smash this broken formation!!!"
"Buzz!!!"
Suddenly!
The disappeared huge Xuanwu poked its head out of the water of the Yellow River that was split by the Tianheng Demonic Dragon Stick, "Boy, stop making trouble!"
"Live?"
There was a hint of surprise on Ye Feng's face, and he looked at Xuanwu's dragon-headed head, "Where is this? Why did you bring me in?"
"The secret must not be revealed!"
"roll!"
Ye Feng's expression turned cold, "Then I'll smash this place to pieces!"
"Boy, don't be so impulsive, speak slowly if you have something to say!"
In Ye Feng's surprised eyes, the huge Xuanwu kept shrinking, and finally turned into a human form.
Staring at Xuanwu, an old man who looked to be in his fifties and had a simple temperament, Ye Feng tilted his head, with a look of caution in his eyes, "Are you Xuanwu?"
"no!"
The old man smiled and shook his head, with a strange light in his deep eyes, and said, "Sit down and talk slowly?"
As he spoke, the old man hooked his finger, and the water in the Yellow River below surged, turning into tables and chairs, suspended in mid-air.
Ye Feng frowned, unable to guess the old man's identity or his thoughts, but he was not afraid and sat down opposite the old man while carrying the Tianheng Demonic Dragon Stick.
Before the old man could speak, Ye Feng took the lead and said, "Let me warn you first, stop pretending. If you want to talk about some secrets that must not be leaked, I will destroy this place directly."
"Young man today, you have such a bad temper!" The old man smiled and nodded, "Then let me answer your previous question first. This is the Tomb of the Heavenly Monument God. It's not that I brought you in, but you opened it yourself.
Tomb of Heavenly Monument!"
Tomb of God with Heavenly Monument?
Ye Feng's eyes were filled with thoughts, but he couldn't find any memory about the 'Tomb of the Heavenly Monument', so this place should be unique to this world.
"So, who are you? Why are you here?" Ye Feng stared at the old man.
"I smile three times, I have been trapped here for more than two thousand years!"
"Fuck, what's your name?"
Ye Feng had a look of shock on his face and stared at the smiling old man.
Smile three smiles? That old monster in Fengyun who took Xuanwu blood and lived for more than four thousand years?
In Fengyun, Xiao Sanxiao is one of the few who can survive until the third part. Moreover, his understanding of martial arts can be described as amazing and brilliant, and he created Wandao Senluo and Hunyuan Sijue, among which
The two sons, Xiao Jingtian and Xiao Ao Shi, are like demon gods, further strengthening the martial arts he created.
