Uncrowned Evil Emperor

In fact, what Xuan Zhong said is not wrong, what Feng Jueyu encountered was one of the seven spirits of resentment, Fushi, this thing exists in the material of human nature, it can trigger anger and change the calm state of mind, it is really a practitioner One of the most feared demons.

And Feng Jueyu didn't realize it was wrong, the white air was the resentment generated after the death of the ghoul, this kind of resentment can not only leave the body of the ghoul, but also be absorbed by the vast black-haired flying ghost, and when a When the black-haired flying charm is absorbed to a certain extent, it will turn into white hair, its strength will increase greatly, and its cultivation base will reach 3000 years.

"Is this how Baifa Feimei was born?" Feng Jueyu looked at the two white-haired Feimei with pale faces, fluttering white hair and ferocious looks with fresh curiosity, and couldn't help but make a smart move.

Is there any limit to how this thing increases cultivation by absorbing resentment? The black-haired Feimei absorbs enough resentment to become a white-haired Feimei. If the white-haired Feimei absorbs enough resentment, what can it become?

Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu didn't dare to think about it anymore, the two white-haired Feimei were already very difficult to entangle, if he became some kind of Feimei King again, my son's life would be on the line.

"No, we have to make a quick decision."

Feng Jueyu thought about it tremblingly, and suddenly stretched out his right hand, and a purple light flashed across. He had retracted the Zique long sword into the Hongyuan space, and then he shouted: "Xuan Zhong, help."

A flash of silver light surged from his arm, and a three-foot green blade suddenly appeared in Feng Jueyu's hand. The golden treasured sword transformed from the arm bone of the Great Sage King was indeed extraordinary, and the moment it took shape, a sky-high sword surged out Qi, under the double blessing of Feng Jueyu's powerful strength and Xuanzhong's cold characteristics, immediately caused the temperature of the pale ancient forest to drop a lot, and the speed of the flying ghosts who surrounded Feng Jueyu with their teeth and claws was much slower... …

Their bodies were covered with glittering frost and silver, and their movements were several times slower than before, presumably it was because Xuanzhong's strength was brought into play.

The two white-haired Feimei were not affected too much, but judging from their sudden change of expression, they seemed to be very afraid of the sword possessed by Xuanzhong, so the attack that was originally planned to grab Feng Jueyu with its claws suddenly suddenly dropped after the temperature dropped. It turned into a mouth spray of black mist, covering Feng Jueyu.

Feng Jueyu knew how powerful the black mist was, it was the black mist that made it extremely difficult for Wu Buyong to even get up, the corpse poison in the black mist was something he had never seen before, even with the aura of life Feng Jueyu would not Dare to inhale into the body, but fortunately the toxin in the black mist is spread through breathing, Feng Jueyu immediately held his breath, flipped his wrist, and stabbed out with a sword.

The sword light flashed, and a thunderbolt-like fire streak shot away. The sword pierced quickly and swiftly. In a flash of water, two strange brilliance appeared, and they went straight to the white-haired Feimei's head.

According to common sense, spirit beasts with a cultivation base of 3000 years are probably hovering between the dust and the vortex, and they are not that powerful. Wasted too much time.

Who would have thought that this white-haired Feimei is completely different from the spirit beasts of the same year, he seems to have a unique perception of danger, a member of the ghoul who used to attack instead of defense, suddenly the white-haired Feimei let out a piercing cry after seeing the sword light Strange cry, changed from attack to dodge, Feng Jueyu's sword stuck close to Baifa Feimei's body, and unexpectedly lost his aim.

Not only did he lose his aim, but when he passed by Feng Jueyu, Baifa Feimei opened his mouth wide and spewed out a cloud of black mist. Even the tricks can't be played.

It was Baifa Feimei who hid too quickly.

Feng Jueyu's heart sank slightly, he seemed to have underestimated this evildoer, he sank and escaped from the black mist, even though he had been holding his breath before, he still sucked in a little bit.

Feng Jueyu felt a mass of tangible and intangible strange gas penetrated from his nostrils, and rushed into the sea of ​​consciousness quickly, the poisonous gas actually consumed a lot of his consciousness.

"What a weird Feimei, what a domineering corpse poison." Up to this point, Feng Jueyu had no choice but to praise, the white-haired Feimei is indeed very powerful.

Fortunately, at this time, Feng Jueyu had been protecting his body with five-colored spiritual sense, so that little bit of corpse poison could not at least hurt him.

It was too late to say, it was so fast, Killer Feng had just escaped from the black mist when he used Guizhen Blast. Although the current Guizhen Blast is not his great killing skill, the nature of the aura he uses has changed. Suddenly there was a huge roar, and the aura of heaven and earth around him exploded in an instant, and the energy fluctuations quickly spread out like ripples rippling on the sea. Fa Feimei exploded into minced meat.

An area in the center of the ancient forest was immediately vacated, giving Feng Jueyu a chance to breathe, but he only took a deep breath, moved his fingers together, and the sword possessed by Xuanzhong split in two and shot at the two white-haired Feimei...

"Feng Jueyu, the black-haired Feimei behind you has changed, the night is long and dreams are full, quick battle and quick decision."

At this moment, Xuan Zhong's cautious words of reminder came slowly, and Feng Jueyu woke up startled and looked back, and suddenly his soul trembled.

Behind him, at least five black-haired Feimei's hair turned white, and a tyrannical aura kept approaching him.

"So fast?" Feng Jueyu stared. He had never seen the white-haired Feimei change so quickly before. Wu Buyong killed so many black-haired Feimeis, only three appeared.

Now, there are seven of them.

"Damn, I don't want to play like this." Feng Jueyu was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat, not daring to think too much, he spotted a white-haired Feimei and rushed towards it.

"This evildoer seems to be able to absorb the opponent's resentment. You just got angry and killed dozens of black-haired Feimei in one burst, which aroused their anger. That's why you turned into white hair. Hurry up, it's been a long time, you want to escape It's all difficult."

Feng Jueyu nodded, and stopped talking. Xuanzhong was right, if this continues, let alone whether he can get the soul pill of Baifafeimei, his own safety will not be guaranteed.

"Liuhe Yanzi Jue."

After thinking about it, Feng Jueyu jumped up, turned his hands over and over again, using the two spiritual methods of Yujian and Split Shadow to control the sword possessed by Xuanzhong, performed a dance of sword wheels, and forcibly blocked the pursuers on both sides. But he suddenly switched to five-color divine power, and shot a Liuhe Yanzi formula. The space cracks continued to collapse under the powerful force, and the palm prints slammed onto the body of the white-haired Feimei mysteriously.

"boom!"

No matter how powerful the white-haired flying charm is, it has only 3000 years of cultivation, how can it block Feng Jueyu's devastating palm.

The palm slapped on the white-haired Feimei's body, and it immediately became a rain of blood. Feng Jueyu's eyes lit up, and an invisibility technique was cast. For seven breaths, all Feimei lost their target.

At this moment, Feng Jueyu rushed to Fei Mei's side quickly, stretched out his hand, crushed Fei Mei's head into pieces, and then went inside, sure enough, a white pill from a big ping-pong hand fell. into the palm.

"It's done, let's go..."

Feng Jueyu held the Xuanzhong-possessed sword, turned his head and sprinkled a large amount of sword light, then turned his head and fled forward.

If it was just about speed, Feng Jueyu would never lose. He was thinking about Wu Buyong's safety for one thing, and he didn't want these ghouls to be entangled. Killer Fengda didn't even look back, and just fled far away.

This sneak attack on the white-haired Feimei was a shock without danger, but at the same time, the shock brought to him by the underworld was no small matter. The resentment of the seven souls was so strong that ordinary people could not resist the army of ghouls alone. How did that servant Huang wipe out the soul clan in one fell swoop?

Thinking wildly, on the way back, Feng Jueyu deliberately turned around a few times, using the invisibility technique to shake off the white-haired flying ghost behind him little by little, and then returned to the tree hole. When he returned, The clothes on his body were once again soaked in sweat, and the red blood seemed to have just been fished out of a pool of blood.

However, Feng Jueyu was in a very good mood. If the woman in black hadn't lied to herself, Wu Buyong might have escaped this disaster.

Back near the tree hole, carefully observed the surrounding environment, and only walked into the hole after confirming that there was no danger.

When he reached the entrance of the cave, he heard the voice of conversation inside.

"So you came in from the ancestor ghost statue? Don't you know that every ghost statue has a way to leave the underworld?" This was the voice of the woman in black.

Then Wu Buyong said: "I know what a fart, the exercises you practiced in the soul race are weird, and the ideas are also weird, hmph."

"Then let me tell you now, you just go back."

"Fart, the ghost statues are all destroyed, what am I going to do?"

"How did you destroy it?"

"Fuck, can you stop asking?"

"Then let me ask something else, what if your friend can't come back?"

Wu Buyong said with fire: "It's impossible to fart less, and it's definitely a piece of cake to deal with Baifa Feimei with Brother Feng's strength."

"..."

Feng Jueyu was so moved, in Wu Buyong's eyes, his own strength had already reached a certain level, so he never worried about it at all.

But listening to this, the two chatted well, right?Feng Jueyu scratched his head, and walked into the cave full of doubts.

"Who?" Wu Buyong was very vigilant, and when he heard footsteps outside, he glared at him. Although he was injured, he did not completely lose his ability to resist. A wave of divine power came out from the cave, and the wind Jue Yu hastily made a sound.

"Brother Wu, it's me."

"Brother Feng?"

Wu Buyong was overjoyed immediately, and the woman in black was also surprised: "You came back so soon? Didn't you find the white-haired Feimei?"

Feng Jueyu grinned, walked in at a pace, and threw the Soul Pill on the woman: "How is it possible, if this matter can't be done, wouldn't it be worthy of the trust in Brother Wu and my subordinate?"

Wu Buyong wasn't surprised at all, looked at the woman in black and said, "Let me tell you, Brother Feng will definitely succeed right away."