Uncrowned Evil Emperor

The gloomy inner hall was dim, and a few dim lights weakly emitted a mesmerizing light. Although it was not so difficult to stretch out your fingers, it still filled the inner hall with an unspeakable oppressive atmosphere.

Especially when Wu Bucai walked out with the queue in a black robe and stood on both sides, the dozens of masters in the southern territory all shut their mouths in astonishment.

The deathly silence quickly spread in the hall, as if it really turned the inner hall into a gloomy and terrifying Senluo magic field.

"Brother!"

Wu Buyong yelled a few times, but Wu Bucai didn't see any reaction. He was so angry that he ignored Lingxi's obstruction, shrugged and walked over, and grabbed Wu Bucai's shoulders with both hands. He forced Wu Bucai to raise his head. When Wu Bucai raised his head, everyone's faces turned blue.

Wu Bucai's face was dark, surrounded by black air, his eyes were empty, as if he didn't recognize Wu Buyong at all, he looked at his junior brother blankly, Wu Bucai had no expression on his face.

Watching from a close distance, Wu Buyong was taken aback, took a step back and shouted: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as the sound fell, everyone heard the door squeak, and a gloomy, hoarse, or mocking voice slowly resounded from the hall.

"Hehe, brother Wu, your senior brother has lost his soul, even if your throat is broken, he won't be able to hear you."

At the same time as the suffocating ghostly aura resounded, everyone looked towards the side door that was opened at the same time. A tall, burly, pale middle-aged man in a black cloak strolled through the door. come out.

The sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks in this life are still thick-backed, the head is completely out of proportion to the body, the small eye frames, black hole pupils, and pointy ears, no matter how you look at it, it is not close to a creature like a "human", or this guy is more like a human being. A bat that has become a spirit and turned into a human form.

However, judging from this person's aura, he should not be transformed by a spirit beast, but a real human being, but his ghostly aura betrayed his identity as a soul cultivator.

Seeing this "monster" that seemed human but not human, everyone present was furious. It was obvious that this person was the culprit who attracted everyone here, the master of this place.

Of course, Wu Buyong was the angriest among them. Seeing the "bat monster", Wu Buyong leaped lightly, swept a distance of more than ten meters with one stride, and punched that person head-on.

"Return my senior brother's life."

Seeing the start of the war, everyone's eyes are shining brightly, everyone is being put together, they seem to be calm, but they are already filled with righteous indignation, just let Wu Buyong go up to destroy the prestige of the incoming people, it's okay Let go of the bad breath.

It is rumored in the southern region that Wu Buyong is an incomparable genius who is on par with Ouyang Chenhang. The strength of his fists has always had a reputation of looking down on the southern region. The divine power of the earth element surged, and there was a burst of flying sand and rocks in the inner hall, and the dust and smoke surrounded Wu Buyong. Yong's casserole-sized fist whizzed away in waves of wind and thunder, and the power was astonishing just by looking at it. The turbulent wind of the fist sent out bursts of energy ripples, shaking all the decorations in the inner hall into powder.

Such an astonishing punch almost used more than [-]% of Wu Buyong's divine power, but the ghost-like guy on the other side had a smile on his face, without the slightest worry. When the punch was about to come, he just Gently raised his right hand to block Wu Buyong's heavy punch at a surprisingly fast speed.

The moment the punches collided, a shocking sound exploded in the inner hall...

"boom!"

Ripples of overflowing energy continuously spurted out from the confrontation of fists, and the resulting energy dissipated crazily.

Although the people present are all masters of the dust world, they are also divided into strengths and weaknesses. Feng Jueyu, Zhou Jinshan, Li Conghan, Changsun Jiangxue, Zhao Wudi, Ouyang Chenhang and others are all fine, and the others are a bit struggling, so At least thirty or so masters drifted out like an arc, leaving the inner hall to Wu Buyong and that strange man.

But what was puzzling was that the man didn't confront Wu Buyong head-on. After receiving the heavy punch with ease, he only took a step back and stood still.

Looking at Wu Buyong again, what shocked the audience was that not only did the earth-shattering punch fail to achieve considerable results, but Wu Buyong shot straight out from a distance as if being bounced back by a strong force, and withdrew completely. It was five or six zhang away before I stood still in shock.

There is no speed at all in the fight between the two, and they are fighting for the level of divine power and strength. This situation clearly shows that there is still an obvious gap in strength between the two, and the mysterious weirdo is actually stronger than Wu Buyong. Not just one piece.

After a short fight, Feng Jueyu was not the only one whose expression changed in the inner hall, Ouyang Chenhang, Zhao Wudi, and Changsun Jiangxue all gasped.

"This person is so advanced."

"That's right, his original divine power is extremely profound, and he is definitely a top master under the sun."

"Who the hell is he? Why have you never heard of it?"

When whispers and whispers slowly spread, the inner hall was suddenly enveloped in a mysterious atmosphere. Apart from the presence of dozens of attendants in black, there were more than [-] experts from the southern border. Among them, only Xuanzhao masters accounted for one-third of the proportion, but there was no one who was not shocked by the mysterious man's cultivation, even Feng Jueyu was the same.

Therefore, the identity of the mysterious person is more worthy of everyone's exploration and scrutiny.

Wu Buyong lost all his face if he failed in one blow, and with his character, of course he would not stop there. After standing still, Wu Buyong glared at the mysterious man, and a bold fighting spirit arose spontaneously.

Seeing Wu Buyong's stronger momentum, the mysterious man suddenly took a step back, waved his hand and said, "Brother Wu, wait a minute, Senior Brother Ling is not hurting you, can you listen to me?"

Hearing this sentence, Ouyang Chenhang stood up and said: "Brother Wu, let him make it clear that it's not too late to fight."

With this sentence of persuasion, Wu Buyong slowed down a bit, but he did not give up his hatred for this person: "Okay, I will give you a chance to say, why did you bring everyone here?"

The man gave a sinister smile, and the old god walked towards the center of the hall and sat down on the treasure chair. Ling Xi and a few black-clothed attendants stood behind him, and the mysterious man just said: "Speak clearly Before now, please allow me to introduce myself, I am Qiu Yinshu, and I am the current owner of Qin Guang Wang Palace."

As he spoke, he turned to Wu Buyong and said, "Brother Wu wants to know why Brother Ling is like this. He said that the incident started a month ago. To tell you the truth, I have practiced in this hall for more than a hundred years. The ancient lineage of the soul clan originally had no intention of showing up in the southern region. I don’t want to think that a month ago, Brother Wu’s people, oh, that is, this brother who was not talented and led people to try to cross the Sanming Bridge. In fact, there are precedents for this matter in the past , Wu Zong has always been in contact with Fohe Tianmen on the opposite side, and he knows it well, and he has never paid attention to it. The purpose is not to cause trouble, but this time it is different. Trapped by the big formation, he said something that Brother Wu didn't like, so that his cultivation could not escape the big formation, but he fell in love with a secluded green heart grass that was born by the ancient soul race for thousands of years, so he accidentally walked away. After entering the door of death, if I hadn't rescued him in time, I'm afraid Senior Brother Ling will have no bones left."

"Youbi Heart Grass?"

Grandson Jiangxue was startled when he heard this, and said in astonishment: "Is the Youbixincao you mentioned the source of Yin evil passed down in one line by the ancient soul clan?"

"what?"

Qiu Yinshu was also startled when he heard the words, and immediately smiled and said: "They are both the eldest grandson of the Zizhu Forest Daoist, who is knowledgeable, knowledgeable about the past and the present, and seeing them today, they are really extraordinary. That's right, Youbixincao is the source of evil spirits. It is the basis for my ancient soul clan to cultivate divine power. This Youbixin grass was destroyed by the Dragon King 4000 years ago. It should not have existed in this world. It reappeared in the world at the time of the bridge of darkness, since Daoist Daoist Changsun knows that the Youbi Heart Grass is the source of Yin evil, he must be clear about the source of this Yin evil."

Everyone looked at Changsun Jiangxue full of doubts, Changsun Jiangxue's face was surprisingly solemn, nodded and said: "If the old man's guess is correct, although Youbixincao is a plant, it has spiritual wisdom. It has been rumored since ancient times that Yin Sha The source can transform humans, ghosts, and monsters, and no one knows the shape it takes, but it can control formations, perform spiritual techniques, master martial arts, and appear in the form of green plants and mist, just like us practitioners. It is indeed the number one evil spirit of the ancient soul clan, the source of evil spirit has never yielded to anyone, its appearance will always bring a huge disaster to the nearby, I don't know if what I say is right or not."

Changsun Jiangxue's mouth made Xuanhe, word by word, and he explained the origin of the source of the evil spirit clearly in a few words, and the people who heard the source of the evil spirit for the first time were almost invariably surprised, which was unimaginable. There are so many evil things in the world.

"Not bad."

Qiu Yinshu applauded Changsun Jiangxue's erudition. He said: "Since Daoist Changsun explained Youbixincao so thoroughly, I don't think I need to say more. I'm not afraid to tell you, this Youbixin This is exactly the case, although Qiu did not personally witness the fight between Wu Bucai's brother and Youbixincao that day, but I am sure that Wu Zong's hundred or so people were killed by Youbixincao, not Qiu. Someone did it, and the lost treasures of everyone here were also stolen by Youbi Xincao, who enslaved the souls of this place with the method of calling spirits, now, do you understand what happened?"

Qiu Yinshu's words can be considered astonishing. He pinned the loss of treasures by many masters in the southern region to a small grass. It sounds ridiculous, but looking at Qiu Yinshu's serious performance, Everyone present was depressed and wondering again. Is this true or false?