Uncrowned Evil Emperor

The sudden bad news shocked Feng Jueyu and his party, and in the blink of an eye, Feng Jueyu's mind went into chaos with a bang.

Although Sheng Junqian didn't have much contact with him, the two had established a deep friendship long ago. Feng Jueyu had long regarded Sheng Junqian as a close friend. In his heart, Sheng Junqian was definitely a respected gentleman. His character and conduct are people whose flaws can't be picked out by the entire Yunjian Tianmen. Maybe the old good man's statement is a bit exaggerated, but Sheng Junqian has never blushed with anyone, especially since his wedding is coming soon, Feilaifeng still has... A slender girl was waiting for him, how could he just die like this?

Filled with extreme grief and indignation, Feng Jueyu left all the offerings behind him, and after dozens of breaths, he found the location of Han Guangling and Dongyou Mo.

From the moment he flew forward and his field of view widened, Feng Jueyu immediately stayed where he was struck by lightning.

Under a hundred-year-old locust tree not far away, Han Guangling and Mo Dongyou were squatting on the ground, holding a modest gentleman who was half lying in their arms, his white robe was stained red with blood, and his neck was Blood was gurgling out, and his arm naturally hung down. In the blood-stained hand, he was still holding the ancient phoenix pearl pendant that hadn't been given away yet.

Who else could it be if it wasn't Sheng Junqian?

The next moment, Feng Jueyu's spiritual consciousness almost collapsed in an instant. He never thought that he would see such a scene when he came here.

Whoosh!

An ear-piercing sound of breaking wind passed by, and Feng Jueyu miraculously came to Sheng Junqian's side from hundreds of meters away. Han Guangling and Mo Dongyou were shocked when they saw it, and they all said that Feng Jueyu's cultivation was amazing. What is said is true.

At this time, Feng Jueyu had already snatched Sheng Junqian from Han Guangling and Mo Dongyou. If it was normal, the two elders would definitely be very dissatisfied, but now, they have nothing to do but sigh. No.

Feng Jueyu's face was stern, he put his finger on Sheng Junqian's nose and looked down, without breathing, he pressed his hand to the wound on Sheng Junqian's neck, the gurgling blood flowed along his fingers, the wound was deep It was very long, as if some sharp object had been scratched from the throat to the back of the neck, cutting the throat even a little bit, but Sheng Junqian's artery had already been broken.

This move was extremely accurate and ruthless, and it should have been caused by a single move. From this, it can be seen that the cultivation level of the person who made the move was far above Sheng Junqian, and it should undoubtedly be in the Xuxuan state.

Feeling that the vitality in Sheng Junqian's body was rapidly disappearing, Feng Jueyu didn't think about it, and pressed his right hand on Sheng Junqian's back, and the aura of life spurted out without hesitation, and penetrated into Sheng Junqian's body.

The surging aura of life poured into Sheng Junqian's body, and a strong force penetrated his Qi veins. Afterwards, Sheng Junqian coughed wildly, and unexpectedly regained the ability to breathe.

"Wake up, wake up."

Seeing Sheng Junqian slightly opened his eyes, Han Guangling and Mo Dongyou couldn't help being overjoyed, and exclaimed miraculously.

However, Feng Jueyu's complexion did not improve at all. Sheng Junqian's current situation is very bad. Although the aura of life has always had the miraculous effect of living the dead and bones, the person being treated must also have the ability to keep the aura of life in the body. Ability, but Sheng Junqian's current situation can't retain the aura of life at all. It can be said that the energy channels and vitality of his whole body have been cut off long ago. If it weren't for the magical effect of the aura of life to continue his breath, he would never have woken up.

And even after waking up, the hope of surviving is very slim. Feng Jueyu could sense that after the aura of life entered Sheng Junqian's body, it would soon flow out along with his aura.

Sheng Junqian opened his eyes with difficulty, the image of Feng Jueyu in his vision was very blurry, but he knew that this person was Feng Jueyu, he actually... smiled...

While the corners of his mouth were constantly bleeding, Sheng Jun raised his hand with great difficulty and tremblingly, and handed the blood-stained Gufeng Pearl to Feng Jueyu. He heard the voice clearly, and said: "Give...give...give her..."

Feng Jueyu held back his anger and sadness, and slowly dropped the Gufeng Pearl into his hand. The bright and bright jade pearl was like a brilliance that was concealed after being covered by a layer of dirt, but it still contained Sheng Junqian's deep concern .It's a pity that until the end, Sheng Junqian failed to hand over the Gufeng Pearl Pendant to Wu Qiluo.

"Much... much... think... want to... see her again... one... glance..."

With all his strength, Sheng Junqian finally finished what he wanted to say. Under the cover of the three consciousnesses, his consciousness was rapidly blurring.

Feng Jueyu knew that Sheng Junqian was probably hopeless, but he still desperately sent out an extremely huge force of vitality, then put Sheng Junqian in Mo Dongyou's hand, gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Take He will go back and ask the master to treat him."

How could Dongyou Mo not understand what Feng Jueyu meant? Sheng Junqian had already lost his ability to return to heaven. Let alone the head teacher, even the elders of the inner sect at the back mountain could not bring such Sheng Junqian out of the Palace of Hell. It means to want Sheng Junqian to go back and meet Wu Qiluo, that's all.

At this time, several priests from Shenchen Peak also followed, and when they saw Sheng Junqian, who was so energetic, they were all petrified.

Is Sheng Junqian Shang Jue's disciple, or a master who can immediately advance to Shinto, his virtue and kindness are known to the entire Yunjian Tianmen, so such a good person just left?God is so unfair.

Dongyou Mo didn't say much, he stood up and said: "Everyone be careful."

Everyone nodded, and Mo Dongyou stood up immediately, and flew to Feilai Peak with Sheng Junqian who had only his last breath left and still cherished his nostalgia for Yiren.

Watching Dongyou Mo's departure, Lin Aihong was everywhere in Dongjiao. Good people have no rewards, which has aroused the anger in the hearts of everyone in mourning.

Han Guangling let out a sigh, and said in deep pain, "Elder Shang is still nearby, everyone, hurry up and find him."

He said, intending to pat Feng Jueyu so that he would not be sad, but when his hand just touched Feng Jueyu's shoulder, he stopped involuntarily.

At the same time, everyone's gazes were cast towards Feng Jueyu at the same time. When several pairs of eyes fell on Feng Jueyu at the same time, their spiritual consciousness seemed to be stabbed by thousands of sharp rays, and they widened in horror. eyes.

Feng Jueyu is still Feng Jueyu, his appearance has not changed in any way, but standing there, everyone dare not look into their eyes, it seems that the anger of hatred has wiped out his humanity, and crime and killing are breeding in his heart.

After three breaths, everyone seemed to hear the rushing waves and the howling wind. The turmoil of divine power formed a substantial wind on Feng Jueyu's body. Spreading all around, there is a sense of oppression that slaughters the common people.

Dongjiaolin was qualified to be assigned to hunt down the enemy's untouchable top master, but when their eyes turned to Feng Jueyu, they felt shaken.

Feng Jueyu's murderous aura spread out as if covering the sky and covering the earth. Wherever everyone looked, even the hundred-year-old locust tree trembled, and the fallen leaves, gravel, and soil all over the ground were swept into the canopy group, and the violent wind blew it away. Everyone involuntarily closed their eyes.

When the murderous wind blows away, Feng Jueyu has disappeared without a trace, and only his monstrous anger that is on the verge of suppression slowly echoes in the high sky.

"I'm going to find Elder Shang, you should be more careful."

Hearing this thunderous sound, everyone stayed in place like petrified for a few minutes without being dazzled. It wasn't until the sound dissipated with the wind that everyone realized that fine sweat had already oozed from their bodies. beads.

That murderous strength was too astonishing, so amazing that it gave them a feeling that they couldn't compete. Only now did they know that Feng Jueyu's strength was far more than just that of Xuanxu, and it was very likely that he had reached the edge of Xuanzhao .

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In the gloomy Dongjiao forest, the sound of the wind is about to split, and the murderous aura is pervasive. A white figure is moving through the forest at lightning speed, like a sharp sword. …

Feng Jueyu's speed has reached a level that cannot be described in words. The divine power of the earth of the Spirit of Wansha has almost reached the strength of the wind in the divine power of wood. Just as Han Guangling and others guessed, his His strength has indeed reached a new peak because of his fury.

This apex is rapidly approaching the cultivation base of the Xuanzhao state, although it is only a step away, it is already very small.

However, Feng Jueyu knew that he could not break through now, like a little demon in the process of cultivation, blocking his way forward, and this demon came because of Sheng Junqian's death.

A good man, a modest gentleman, who didn't provoke anyone or offend anyone, died in vain just when he was about to embrace a beautiful woman with all his life's efforts. Is there anyone in the world who could be more wronged than Sheng Junqian?

Who is it, who is the murderer.

If you can't kill him with your own hands, it's hard to dispel the hatred in my heart...

Desperate and irritable, Feng Jueyu has now transformed into a bloodthirsty and murderous demon, and he will never give up until the poisoner is caught.

Shuttle through the forest like lightning, he released all his spiritual consciousness, his fiery eyes and golden clear eyes shot a hundred miles away, passed through layers of barriers, and searched for the whereabouts of the thief. It's unforgivable, it's unforgivable to be so ruthless even though he has a cultivation level far higher than that of Sheng Junqian.

At this moment, a fire from the northeast was drawn into the sky with a bang, Feng Jueyu suddenly stopped, and when he looked up, it turned out to be a fireball that was knocked into the air.

"Elder Shang?"