Uncrowned Evil Emperor

In the early morning, a thin layer of mist rises in the woods...

As the crescent moon set down the mountain, a ray of morning light lit up in the east, slowly rising in the middle, slowly penetrating through the dazzling mist in the woods, like golden silk threads, embellishing the long-cherished dream even more wonderfully.

Outside the gazebo, Wu Buyong's ancient clock seems to be sitting cross-legged on the root of a huge ancient tree, with a thick khaki halo constantly shining on his body. He is facing the rising sun, holding three flowers on his top, and the five qi of the rising sun. Strains of strong aura flowed towards Wu Buyong non-stop for a moment. As the aura became more and more concentrated, Wu Buyong's aura became stronger and stronger. It was not until a perfect cycle was completed through the meridians that it returned to the sea of ​​qi. Shen Na Wunei.

In the gazebo, there is a pair of Feng Jueyu and Zhu Yizhi. At this time, Zhu Yizhi is holding the ghost skull in both hands and closing her eyes slightly. It is indeed not easy for a person with supernatural talent to have such a cultivation base at her age, but even with a strong cultivation base, sometimes she is at a loss when faced with such a rare treasure as a ghost skeleton.

For three whole days, the three of them have not been in any danger, while Zhu Yizhi, under the care of Feng Jueyu, is comprehending the secret knowledge of ghost skeletons.

However, she spent three days, but there was no harvest.

In the early morning of the fourth day, Zhu Yizhi put away the source of yin in despair, and delivered the ghost skeleton to Feng Jueyu: "Give it back to you, this thing is useless to me."

"What? Still haven't noticed anything?" Feng Jueyu looked at the ghost skeleton with a little surprise.

In fact, he also discovered it three days ago. Although there are many complicated patterns engraved on the ghost skull, and there are also words and traces of the secrets of exercises, they are basically not smooth. Unable to understand, he then instructed Zhu Yizhi to comprehend with heart and get rid of the rigid cognition of word-for-word.

Unfortunately, Zhu Yizhi still didn't find a clue.

Three days later, Zhu Yizhi finally gave up, and said disappointedly: "Maybe it's because I'm not good enough, maybe it's because the expert who left this treasure used it in a special way. In short, I didn't find anything strange about the ghost skeleton."

She said that she returned the ghost skull to Feng Jueyu, Feng Jueyu came over suspiciously, and said, "Let me try." He looked at Zhu Yizhi curiously, and he found that there was no greed in Zhu Yizhi's eyes Desire, even if you don't understand the unique skills in Ghost Skull, you don't have any enterprising spirit except for some loss.

As a cultivator, if you get a treasure that can make your cultivation level leap, shouldn't you try your best to keep it as your own?What's more, Zhu Yizhi doesn't need to snatch it from her at all. She can ask to continue to study and enlighten, but she didn't do that. It's really rare that she has such a mentality of wanting nothing.

Feng Jueyu admired Zhu Yizhi's mentality very much. Anyway, if he were himself, he would definitely not act indifferent like her.

It's a pity that even if there is no desire or desire, Zhu Yizhi still can't enter the mysterious realm of cultivation, which really makes Feng Jueyu feel incredible.

Whether or not one has reached the state of no desires and no pursuits in cultivation, one will concentrate on it without distractions, and often this state of cultivation can achieve quite fruitful results.

Zhu Yizhi was different, she not only didn't notice anything, but also got nothing, which is really strange.

Taking the ghost skull over and holding it in the palm of his hand, Feng Jueyu knew that this thing was unusual, but first he took a look at it quietly, and used his spiritual sense to get into the ghost skull as much as possible, and just glanced at it. , causing him problems.

In an instant, Feng Jueyu seemed to see a scorched purgatory. On the endless black scorched earth, there were blue ghosts floating everywhere. Feng Jueyu felt his body lighten up, as if he had become a part of countless ghosts. Slowly soaring into the sky, wandering aimlessly towards the distance.

The depths of the misty space seemed to be occupied by countless will-o'-the-wisps. In the dark world, only a faint and cold aura reverberated.

In the vast world, there is no master ups and downs;

The spirit of the seven souls can be seen everywhere;

Thousands of miles of scorched land, ferociousness and killing, grief and resentment... are everywhere, and there seem to be millions of souls who died in vain in the distance, complaining about the injustice of the world...

"Ugh...uuuuuuuu..."

Suddenly, bursts of chaotic crying sounded from a distance, so sad that it made people feel depressed as if they were suffocating.

Feng Jueyu frowned slightly, followed the cry and flew away, accompanied by the cold wind blowing by his ears, becoming more and more desolate.

Is there anyone here?

Or an innocent soul?

Go and have a look.

After making up his mind, Feng Jueyu accelerated his speed. While flying, he felt the changes in the atmosphere around him, as if he had suddenly come to another world, where he could feel the existence of his own divine power, but was restrained by some kind of power .

What kind of power is this?

Cold, sad and resentful, without a trace of openness and light...

It seems that the whole world is shrouded in helpless sadness...

A trace of ruthless killing intent spread in it, as if someone had been wronged and was accumulating violent killing intent...

At the beginning, this feeling was not very obvious, but when Feng Jueyu got closer to those cries, the feeling became more intense.

I don't know how long it took before, about [-] meters away, a large white figure appeared. Looking carefully, it turned out to be groups of black and white impermanence and white-haired flying charms...

Feng Jueyu immediately stopped and hid behind a huge stone peak. He poked his head out to take a rough look, and gasped suddenly.

The Black and White Wuchang and the White-haired Feimei appearing in front seem to form three camps, the Black Wuchang camp, the White Wuchang camp, and the White-haired Feimei camp...

Every faction has tens of thousands of Impermanence and Flying Demons. They are waving their sharp claws and grinning their fangs, completely interpreting ferocity and killing to the extreme...

These three camps are engaged in a battle that he has never seen before...

The whimpering cries came from the three camps...

In fact, in Feng Jueyu's cognition, although the lineage of the soul clan is mostly the source of the most yin cultivation, most of them are human beings. It is only because of different living territories, different environments, and different methods of cultivation that the soul race is separated. The distinction between the soul clan and the human race, in a sense, the soul clan and the human clan are both human beings...

And the so-called impermanence, flying charm, and even Yaksha and the like are all puppets refined from dead corpses with various methods...

The puppet was originally intelligent, subject to action and soul master...

Feng Jueyu didn't understand, without a soul master, who commanded such a huge army to fight?

What is their purpose?

Different from the roaring and shouting on the battlefield of the human race, the voices made by the three legions in battle are extremely shrill and whimpering, the kind of sound that can penetrate the eardrum and tear the heart, like ten thousand ghosts devouring the heart Anyway, judging by Feng Jueyu's cultivation base, the body of the whole person's spiritual sense felt loose, as if shaken by some powerful force, and he had no choice but to raise his spiritual consciousness to seek self-protection.

Feng Jueyu guarded his body of divine sense and observed quietly from a distance. After watching for a while, he suddenly found some signs...

In this evenly matched battle, Black, White Wuchang, and White-haired Feimei all showed their strengths. Although the scene of the scuffle was poor, he still saw some tricks.

For example, Black and White Impermanence's movement method is like a corpse jump, sometimes jumping up from the ground and waving the black and white soul-calling flag in his hand, bringing a large cloud of wind, sweeping towards the white-haired Feimei...

The strength of the white-haired flying charm is beyond that of the Fengjueyu collar. They don't need to walk with two feet at all, let alone the saying that they walk like flying. They just soar up gently, with the toes of their feet slanting to the ground, and then they move like ghosts When you go out, your movements are erratic, and you walk as you please, so elegant and unpredictable.

The white-haired Feimei's fingernails are slender and as sharp as a blade. Every time he is caught by them, he will tear the enemy in half. Afterwards, Feng Jueyu saw a huge suction force in his mouth, and used all his strength to Taking a deep breath, a faint red mist will spray out from the dead enemy and enter his nostrils.

The white-haired Feimei, who seemed to have inhaled the red mist, became even more ferocious, both in terms of strength and agility, becoming more and more powerful and fierce.

On the other hand, black and white impermanence, they rely on the summoning banners in their hands. Under the shaking of their slender arms, black and white winds are their trump cards. The face becomes contorted...

At first, Feng Jueyu didn't quite understand why the black and white wind made the enemy seem to be in great pain.

After watching it for a long time, Feng Jueyu was delighted to find that no matter it was black impermanence or white impermanence, they would all dance a strange dance when they released the soul-calling banner...

This dance is actually a certain kind of movement, which can be used to complete a certain kind of exercise...

Immediately afterwards, Feng Jueyu hurriedly gathered the strength of Jin Qing's fiery eyes to watch carefully, and sure enough, in the black and white wind, he saw two black and white different, tangible and intangible chains shooting out...

The speed of the chain is extremely fast, and it often entangles the enemy tightly. One end is deeply inserted under the skin, faintly bringing out wisps of unknown soul power.

At first glance, Feng Jueyu suddenly understood that this is an unknown cultivation method, or it can be called a spiritual method...

Based on the source of yin and supplemented by the method of operation, it forms the power to absorb the soul and restrain the consciousness. It can not only restrain the actions of the human body, but even affect the mind of the enemy.

In an instant, Feng Jueyu was ecstatic. Isn't this just what he learned and saw in the ghost skeleton? Could it be a way for the soul clan to figure out the spiritual law by using the impermanent fighting method?

For a moment, he couldn't help but started to jump up following the impermanence's movements, and soon found a stream of information emanating from his divine body...

"Impermanence lock..."

ps: My hand hurts a bit, I can’t hold on to writing too fast, it’s too painful, the injury I got today is like a burn, it’s so uncomfortable that I’m going to die.