The first thousand six hundred and eighty-six chapters
The man in the mask with a grimace took the jade slip, and after examining it for a while, a cold arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said in a low voice: "Both Feng Lei Wuji and Jiang Binghan were seriously injured, and their cultivation levels have also declined. Now I know
With these two people in retreat, the chances of obtaining the holy talisman are not small."
"After all, these two are old monsters who have lived for many years. You can't take it lightly. You must get the Wind and Thunder Holy Talisman and the Ice Flame Holy Talisman." Yan Tianwei said solemnly.
The man in the ghost mask nodded, then stepped into the void and disappeared in front of Yan Tianwei.
Fenglei City is filled with an aura of decay at the moment. As the leader of the wind branch of the Fenglei family, Feng Ruji is constantly dispatching his clan members to carry out large-scale construction projects and begin to rebuild Fenglei City.
At this moment, in an extremely secluded courtyard of the Fenglei family, there was an insignificant little temple. In this small temple, there was an ordinary statue sitting there.
A ghostly figure came to the small temple quietly.
Wearing a mask with a ghost face, this man stared indifferently at the small temple in front of him, and murmured in a low voice: "Such an ordinary small temple can actually be a retreat for Feng Lei Wuji. If it weren't for the guidance of the goddess, I'm afraid I would be
It’s impossible to suspect anyone above this small temple.”
The man in the ghost mask showed a look of contemplation in his eyes. He knew very well that Feng Lei Wuji must have created a space of his own in this small temple. If he wanted to enter this small temple, he could only open the small space inside with a special handprint.
Regarding how to open the small temple, the goddess Yan Tianwei naturally predicted it with great power.
At this moment, the man in the ghost mask quickly pointed out the five fingers of his right hand, and a bloody pattern suddenly appeared on his fingertips. He quietly drove the pattern into the statue in the temple, and soon a gray vortex appeared between the statue's eyebrows, and the ghost face
The masked man quickly disappeared into the whirlpool.
This is a gray world. Apart from gray, there is only an endless gray lake. In the center of the lake is an island a hundred feet long, with a pavilion standing on the island.
At this moment, in the pavilion, a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes. He stared at the man in the mask with a ghostly face in front of him, and said coldly: "Who are you?"
But the man in the mask with a ghostly face sneered: "Feng Lei Wuji, what I came here for today is the Wind and Thunder Holy Talisman on your body. Give the Wind and Thunder Holy Talisman to me, otherwise your life will be at risk."
Feng Lei Wuji's face was gloomy, but he was holding back a ball of fire in his heart. He was already very unhappy after the battle with Jiang Binghan, and now someone dared to ask for the Feng Lei Holy Talisman in front of him. At this moment, Feng Lei Wuji was filled with anger.
Intent to kill.
"die!"
In an instant, Feng Lei Wuji used the Wind and Thunder Sacred Talisman. As fast as lightning, he appeared behind the man with the grimace mask. He reached out with his right claw and reached for the vital part of the grimace mask.
The man in the ghost mask sneered, and a terrifying black cyclone suddenly appeared behind him. This cyclone was like a black hole, with extremely terrifying suction power. The right claw that the wind and thunder came inorganically was actually sucked in directly.
Poof!
Feng Lei's pupils shrank and he wanted to take out his right hand, but it was too late. The black cyclone closed suddenly and crushed his right hand into pieces.
Kick, kick, kick!
Feng Lei Wuji quickly stepped back, his pupils narrowed and stared at the man in the mask with a ghostly face in front of him. He stared at the black cyclone behind this man, and said with a mixture of shock and anger: "Who are you?"
"Feng Lei Wuji, you were seriously injured in the battle with Jiang Binghan, and your level has dropped to the peak of the Earth Immortal. Even if you rely on this broken Wind and Thunder Holy Talisman, how much strength can you exert? You are destined to die today.
"
The man in the ghost mask laughed wildly, and countless black cyclones erupted under his feet, and their speed exceeded the teleportation speed.
Feng Lei Wuji, on the other hand, had a frightened look on his face, and kept retreating. At the same time, he made secrets with both hands, intending to leave this place.
But soon, he discovered with an ugly face that the small world he created was completely shrouded in a strange black cyclone, and its exit was blocked by the black cyclone, but he could not teleport out at all.
"You can't get out. You're really pathetic! As the ancestor of the Fenglei family and a peerless strongman at the level of an immortal, you have ended up like this. Maybe you don't know that you are being used as a weapon.
Bar?"
The man with the ghostly mask walked forward step by step, his tone full of arrogance, but also a hint of pity.
Fenglei Wuji's eyes flickered, and he suddenly recalled the ins and outs of everything. He felt a chill in his heart. The timing of the Ice and Fire family coming to their Fenglei family was too coincidental, and what was even more coincidental was that Zhuo Wen actually possessed both the Ice Flame Holy Talisman and the Wind and Thunder Holy Talisman.
origin.
All these coincidences made Fenglei Wuji instantly realize that something was wrong.
"Did you arrange this?" Fenglei Wuji took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.
"Old guy, your reaction is not slow. You figured it out so quickly, but there is no reward."
As he spoke, the Ghost Face Mask jumped up, and immediately, the black cyclone that spread throughout the entire small world densely shrank toward the center. In an instant, the entire small world was enveloped by the black cyclone and fell into darkness that could not be seen.
Feeling the endless darkness around him, Feng Lei Wuji's face turned pale. The aura of the man in the ghost mask was terrifying. He might have reached the peak of immortality. Even if Feng Lei Wuji was not injured, he might not be his opponent, let alone
Now he is seriously injured and his cultivation level has declined.
Feng Lei Wuji roared and struggled hard, but in the deep darkness, his roar seemed so insignificant...
Outside the quiet little temple, a slender figure slowly stepped out of the gray whirlpool. This person wore a grimace mask. He looked deeply at the statue in the small temple behind him and murmured in a low voice: "Saint Wind and Thunder.
Now that I have the talisman, it’s time to visit the Ice and Fire Family.”
The guards of the Binghuo Family are much stricter than those of the Fenglei Family. On the counters of the Binghuo Family's Fate Pavilion, on the top counter, there is a rather solemn Fate Pavilion standing quietly.
The three characters "Jiang Binghan" are engraved on the front of this life card. This is the life card of Jiang Binghan, the ancestor of the Binghuo family.
A black cyclone appeared in the Ming Pai Pavilion, and immediately the man in the grimace mask stepped out. He stared at the topmost Fate Pai with cold eyes and said: "This Jiang Binghan is even more incredible, he actually put
The place of retreat is established within my own destiny card. Without the goddess, I would not have been able to find this place."
After saying that, the man in the grimace mask flicked his right hand, and a black vortex the size of a thumb appeared on the topmost fate card. Immediately, the man stepped out and entered the black vortex in the fate card.
This is a world full of ice and fire. In the center of this world, stands a mountain that reaches straight into the sky. The lower half of the mountain is burning with fire, while the upper half is covered with ice. At the top of the mountain is a mountain of ice and fire.
palace.
The man in the ghost mask smiled scornfully, waved his sleeves, and a dense cyclone enveloped the world. At the same time, with a flick of his finger, a cyclone shot out and sank into the ice and fire palace.
Boom!
The Ice and Fire Palace exploded, and the ice flame holy talisman flew out of Jiang Binghan's head, staring coldly at the man in the mask with a ghostly face in front of him.
"It seems that Brother Jiang has the upper hand in the battle with Fenglei Wuji. Your injuries are lighter than that of Fenglei Wuji." The man in the ghost mask said with a strange smile.
Jiang Binghan frowned and said coldly: "Have you been to Fenglei Wuji? Are you sent by Fenglei Wuji?"
The man in the ghost mask smiled lightly and said: "Fenglei Wuji is not qualified to dispatch me. I am here to seize the Holy Talisman. I just snatched the Wind and Thunder Holy Talisman from Fenglei Wuji. Now Brother Jiang, please hand over the Ice Flame Holy Talisman."
"Did you kill Fenglei Wuji?" Jiang Binghan's pupils narrowed and he said with extreme fear.
"Haha! What do you think? But seeing as Brother Jiang doesn't intend to hand over the holy talisman, I have no choice but to snatch it away."
As he said that, the man in the ghost mask stepped on the void with his right foot, and black cyclones condensed on his right foot. Immediately, his speed directly surpassed the teleportation, and swept behind Jiang Binghan.
Jiang Binghan was no one to take it easy. He shouted angrily and used the Ice Flame Holy Talisman to erupt into an ice fire lotus that shattered the sky and cracked the earth.
Bang bang bang!
The two instantly fought together in this world of ice and fire. The aftermath of the battle shook the entire small world, as if it might collapse at any time.
The battle between the two became more and more intense, and the entire small world began to collapse, and the life card representing Jiang Binghan in the outside life card pavilion also had many cracks on its surface.
"The Holy Talisman of Ice Flame is indeed the Holy Talisman of Ice Flame. Although it is not completely complete, it can still exert such powerful power, but that's where it ends."
The man in the ghost mask laughed, and touched his eyebrows with his right hand. Suddenly, a dark talisman floated above his Tianling Point.
This talisman is completely black, faintly glowing with a mysterious purple aura.
The moment this talisman appeared, the black cyclones all over the small world suddenly boiled. Under the influence of the talisman, they all condensed together, forming a huge black cyclone tens of thousands of feet high in the sky.
This black cyclone is like a black hole, and its power is too terrifying. Just by floating in the sky, it can shatter all the void in the sky into nothingness.
"Spirit Holy Talisman? Are you the old ghost Situ of the Spiral Clan?" Jiang Binghan's face was gloomy and he couldn't help but exclaimed.
But the man in the ghost mask laughed and said: "Are you talking about Situ Wuyan? That old guy has been dead for a long time, but you don't know it. This holy talisman has been in my hand for thousands of years.
"
After saying that, the man in the ghost mask stopped talking nonsense. With a press of his right hand, the terrifying black cyclone fell. The momentum was so terrifying that it was as if the sky was falling when the black cyclone fell.
Jiang Binghan shouted angrily and tried his best to activate the Ice Flame Holy Talisman. The ice and fire lotus above it became larger and larger, becoming more and more terrifying, facing the black cyclone.
However, when the two collided, the Ice and Fire Lotus was immediately suppressed, and Jiang Binghan spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale and bloodless...