After Yuwen Feixiang secretly returned to Middle-earth from the North Sea, he did not return to the Yuwen family, but went to the southern region of Middle-earth.
As a strong contender for the future head of the Yuwen family, he is very aware of the consequences of the family's two Chunyangs dying in Beihai because of his strong advocacy.
Those in the family who oppose him succeeding as the head of the family and other competitors will definitely use this as an excuse to counterattack him. In order to overthrow his position as heir and eliminate hidden dangers, it may not be impossible to kill him even if he takes the opportunity.
The two Chunyang monks fell. This is a serious crime that shakes the foundation of the family!
Yuwen Feixiang knew that he no longer had the possibility to compete for the head of the family, but he still wanted to fight, not for the head of the family but for status, a status in the family where he would not be regarded as an outcast!
Therefore, he wants to hide himself and wait until he has survived the third thunder tribulation and achieved Pure Yang before returning to the family. In this way, he will not be liquidated!
The Yuwen Family has been carrying a mysterious mission since the founding of the world. This mission has made the Yuwen Family easily become the first family after the six holy places. However, it has also made it impossible for generations of monks in the Yuwen Family to achieve true spirituality.
The Chunyang monk is the family's top combat power. As long as Yuwen Feixiang can achieve Chunyang, he is confident that no one in the entire Yuwen family will be his opponent.
What a pity, what a pity!
He was almost able to defeat the True Spirit Sect. The damn Lu Tianping. If it wasn't for this person's plan, how could the two Chunyang uncles have fallen into Beihai? How could I, Yuwen Feixiang, end up like this? All of this was because of that
Lu Tianping, I, Yuwen Feixiang, will fight with you and the Zhenling Sect until death in my lifetime!
Yuwen Feixiang fled in a mountain range in the southern part of Middle-earth, trying to find a more ideal place to open a temporary cave for practice.
But at this moment, there was a sudden turbulence in the void in front of Yuwen Feixiang. Yuwen Feixiang looked startled, and the light under his feet froze, and a purple-gold gourd hung above his head.
Yuwen Feixiang also refined the Seven Treasures Thunder Gourd. Although he had some understanding of the nature of the Seven Treasures Thunder Gourd, the powerful attack power and huge reputation of the Seven Treasures Thunder Gourd still fascinated him.
The turbulent space suddenly shattered, and a purple thunder light suddenly exploded above Yuwen Feixiang's head when he was caught off guard. The Seven Treasures Thunder Gourd suspended above his head suddenly staggered like a drunken man and was about to fall from his head.
Yuwen Feixiang looked stunned, and hurriedly used his true energy to stabilize the Seven Treasures Thunder Gourd above his head. At the same time, his spiritual thoughts sank into the thunder gourd, and then he couldn't help but exclaimed: "How can the origin of thunder be known?"
It’s the origin of thunder! Could it be..., it’s impossible, this is absolutely impossible!”
Yuwen Feixiang's previously calm expression suddenly turned into panic and disbelief, and his excited expression took on a layer of madness. There was a sudden explosion at his feet, and the escaping light turned into thunder and lightning and headed north.
However, just when Yuwen Feixiang's escaping light was about to fly out of the mountain range, suddenly there were several escaping lights rising into the sky at the foot of the mountain opposite him, and at the same time, there were continuous exclamations: "Mo Luo,
How could Mara appear?"
"Hasn't it been a hundred years since the disaster of Mara? How could it happen again?"
"Fellow Taoists in front, come and help,..."
"Ah, that's Lei Dun, a senior from the Yuwen family. We are saved. Senior Yuwen, please help!"
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Amidst the screams for help from the escaping light ahead, a cloud of black mist surged up from the foot of the mountain. The strange escaping light and the strange "Jie Jie" whistling sound all made Yuwen Feixiang extremely familiar!
Yuwen Feixiang's expression was startled, and he didn't know what he was thinking as his expression changed. However, the light under his feet stopped again.
In just this moment, the dozen or so rays of light that had asked for help had arrived in front of Yuwen Feixiang. These people were just some casual cultivators in the hemolysis period, and Yuwen Feixiang's spiritual thoughts swept over them, and the people chasing behind them
The group of demons is just a team of dozens of demons led by a few big demons.
These casual cultivators had already sensed Yuwen Feixiang's unfathomable aura. Seeing Yuwen Feixiang hovering motionless in the air, they all ran behind him to seek shelter.
The team of Moluo rushed over, but they only saw a lightning grid rising in front of them, and then a creepy howl sounded. Only when the thunder dissipated did the many casual cultivators hiding behind Yuwen Feixiang see the situation clearly.
, only to see a piece of broken arm and limbs turning into spiritual energy that filled the sky and dissipated before it fell from the air.
Seeing Yu Wen's flying power, he wiped out the Mo Luo army that almost wiped out their entire army with a flip of his hand. The casual cultivators in the hemolytic stage expressed their thanks loudly, and the sounds of flattery in Russian could be heard endlessly.
Yuwen Feixiang smiled faintly and said, "How did you meet Mo Luo?"
As soon as Yuwen Feixiang opened his mouth, everyone fell silent. After a moment, a late-stage hemolytic monk who seemed to be the leader respectfully said: "Reporting to senior, we didn't know either. Originally, we were collecting spiritual herbs at the foot of the mountain, but we didn't know
Why did dozens of Maras emerge from the woods? We are no match for them. Half of them were killed and injured before we escaped here. Fortunately, our seniors saved us, and we are extremely grateful!"
"Oh, did Mo Luo appear suddenly? Have you ever heard of the news about Mo Luo appearing before?" Yuwen Feixiang blinked and asked.
The monk shook his head and said: "No, when I was still a minor cultivator in blood refining, I also caught up with the late stage of the Great Tribulation of the Devil. Since then, I have never heard of the Devil appearing in the world of cultivation for more than a hundred years. This Great Tribulation of the Devil is not
It has already passed, why did it suddenly appear again!"
"Oh, it turns out you don't know either!" Yuwen Feixiang narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself: "It seems something has really happened to the Yuwen family!"
The monk in the late stage of hemolysis heard Yuwen Feixiang's muttering to himself, and instinctively felt that something was wrong. Isn't the senior in front of him a monk from the Yuwen family? How could the appearance of Mo Luo be related to something happening in the Yuwen family?
The monk was stunned and was about to ask Yuwen Feixiang when he saw Yuwen Feixiang looking at him.
The monk's heart sank for an instant. Yu Wen Feixiang's naked murderous intent flashed in this gaze. The monk was shocked. Before the light under his feet could light up, a tiny thunder light had already pierced through his eyes. This
The monk tried hard to turn his head to say something, but the lightning had already exploded in his mind, and blood surged out from his eyes, ears, nostrils and mouth.
"You, what did you do to Brother Wen? You killed Brother Wen!"
The other monks saw Yu Wen Feixiang suddenly turning against him in the flash of lightning, and they all screamed in fright. However, they saw Yu Wen Feixiang walking toward them with a dangerous look on his face, and his eyes were clearly looking at a group of dead people.
"Run away, run away quickly, he is going to kill us!"
Yuwen Feixiang stretched his hands to the left and right, and spread out two lightning grids similar to those used before to kill the devil, trapping all the dozen monks who were trying to escape.
"Senior, have mercy on me..."
"We don't know anything!"
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Yuwen Feixiang's mouth, and he suddenly put his hands together. The lightning flashed in the thunder net, and more than ten monks were reduced to ashes.
"The origin of thunder is dissipated, and Mo Luo is reborn. This is a sign that the real Seven Treasures Thunder Gourd will be shattered and destroyed, and the top secrets guarded by the Yuwen Family for generations will be revealed to the world. I am afraid that there will no longer be a Yuwen Family in this family. How can a certain family let you
You leaked the news that a certain family is here, so you must die!"
Yuwen Feixiang raised his head and looked at the sky. His face became heavy when he said, "Has the Yuwen family been destroyed? What should I do now? Revenge?"
"No, no, no, now we are not seeking revenge, we are trying to find out what happened in Shangshan and how many people from the Yuwen family have escaped!"
"If the Yuwen family is really destroyed, the demons that have been born will inevitably be out of control, and the disaster of demons will inevitably occur again in the entire cultivation world. However, it is impossible to breed too many demons in more than a hundred years, and the number of high-level demons will be even greater.
If it’s too small, I’m afraid it will be extinguished if it doesn’t cause much trouble.”
"The existence that can destroy the Yuwen family is definitely not something that I can provoke now. If the secrets guarded by the Yuwen family are discovered, then the Yuwen family will inevitably become the enemy of the entire cultivation world, and there will no longer be a place for Yuwen's children in this world!
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"The top priority is to hide! Survive! Continue the bloodline of the Yuwen family!"
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At the bottom of the deep cave in the center of Shangshan Mountain, Lu Ping used his three pure pupils with all his strength, and finally saw clearly the image of the human figure in the three light groups above the altar. In the light group on the left was a slightly fat old man with white hair in the center of his head.
It has fallen off; in the middle is a middle-aged scribe with a three-inch long beard, who looks quite elegant; and the last one is a middle-aged man with dark skin and a powerful demeanor, who does not look angry.
Self-prestige!
Lu Ping didn't recognize any of these three people, but he could see that the three of them were no longer alive at this time, but they still made Lu Ping feel a deep fear.
Although they are already dead, they can still make pure Yang cultivators like Lu Ping feel in danger. So what will happen to these three people in their lifetimes?
"Uncle Danzhu!"
Ancestor Yuanjiu's eyes were filled with tears, and he stepped forward to break the ball of light.