Uncrowned Evil Emperor

"The two human races in the forest are very skillful, especially the young master who holds a long sword. I don't know which junior from Hongtu Dashi has learned such a sharp sword technique. Leng You hates it to the death."

Wonderland Disillusionment Forest, just outside the long-cherished wish realm, a tall, thin, white-faced soul cultivator raised his long and narrow eyebrows and looked at Feng Jueyu, with an indescribably dignified tone in his tone.

Next to him was a fat, middle-aged strong man. Hearing this, he sneered and said, "Of course, there are only a handful of experts who have been able to confront Leng Youhen face to face in the past hundred years in Fuyou City. Who doesn't know his methods, now that Leng Youhen is in the hands of this person, can his strength be any worse?"

The tall, thin and fair-faced fatty glanced at the fat man who spoke, and said: "Fatty Sun, I didn't expect you to come too. It's a pity that I want to ask for some money today. I'm afraid it will be difficult."

"Aren't you the same?" The middle-aged man known as Fatty Sun squinted his thin, white face, and suddenly smiled coldly: "But I will come here after hearing the news, of course I can't return empty-handed. It's not certain who will fall into it."

"Fatty Sun, just because you want to intervene?"

While talking, a short and thin man walked out of the woods. His life was like a child's cheek, but when he appeared, he surprised the tall and thin white face and Fatty Sun.

"Six-eyed ghost boy?"

"What's the matter? Seeing this deity, did your confidence take a big hit?" The little man snorted, his eyes immediately turned to the surroundings, and a proud look flashed across his brows: "Ning Shentong, Fatty Sun, Li Yigou, Heh, there are countless masters in Fuyou City, all of them have arrived, it seems that everyone wants to be the city lord of Fuyou City."

The thin, tall and white-faced Li Gou said: "Six-eyed ghost boy, it is superfluous for you to say this. The seat of Fuyou City Lord is promised by Fushi City Lord himself. Who wouldn't want to do it?"

The six-eyed ghost boy raised the corners of his mouth in disdain: "Only by you?" He pondered for a moment, then pointed to the place of his long-cherished wish and said, "I heard that these two fought hard against many masters in Fuyou City in the Forest of Disillusionment for a month without defeat. , Even if they are Xuanzhao peak masters, I am afraid they are not vulgar, in my opinion, it is better to leave as soon as possible if you are not confident, so as not to have to trouble others to collect your corpse after you die later."

Several unfriendly soul cultivators in the woods stood up and glared at the six-eyed ghost boy, among them was Ning Shentong.

Feng Jueyu and Wu Buyong have persisted for a whole month to break through the three levels in the Forest of Disillusionment, and they are still one day away from passing the difficult problem given by the green pine. In the past month, there has been no master of Chongyang Realm, and there are a large number of Soul Clan cultivators, but they came in batches. Feng Jueyu and Wu Buyong were in a hard fight, and they couldn't leave. They barely survived for a month. Hold on until now.

In fact, this is already an unbelievable result, but although the two survived, they were also exhausted with the continuous hard work.

Although there was only one day left to pass the level, Feng Jueyu knew that the most fatal time had come. The two recovered while fighting, but they were not stupid. When they kept killing the pursuers, they saw those who were chasing and The coming Xuanzhao peak masters did not immediately join the battle. The real masters have always been very smart. Some masters came alone, but quietly hid in the woods to observe their battle, and there was no carelessness.

In this way, more and more masters gathered, until now, in addition to the two Xuanzhao who were killed before, there were as many as four Xuanzhao peak masters gathered.

Those people who spoke just now are all strong men who are ghosts.

Among the five people in the woods now, besides the six-eyed ghost boy, Li Yigou, Fatty Sun, and Ning Shentong, there is also a person who has never spoken. That kind, but being able to be with the six-eyed ghost boy and others, his strength should not be underestimated.

After finishing the fairy tale of the six-eyed ghost, they were stunned for a moment, and Li Yigou said: "I think it's suspicious to hear you say that. Among the few, I'm afraid that only the next three days have arrived. If the two of you are fighting here Full month, why have you been refusing to leave?"

Among the five people, except Ning Shentong, all of them frowned.

Fatty Sun said: "Could it be that they are waiting for someone?"

Everyone was suspicious, but at this moment, a black light approached with a long howl, appearing outside the mountains, forests and fields in an instant.

"Forgive and kill Leng Youhen's people who snatch the treasure of the soul clan, the ghost skeleton, and want to escape through the forest of the two realms and return to Hongtu. The two escaped from the underworld..."

After hearing the order, the six-eyed ghost boy and the others all looked in the direction of the voice, only then did they see a ghost with black cloth strips all over his body appear.

This person is six feet tall, with a burly body, wearing a blue-black long gown, with black cloth strips hanging messily all over his body, like a humble beggar, but when he saw this person appear, the six-eyed ghost boy and the other five people were all terrified and turned to him one after another. Say hello.

"Ren Zunshi."

The black-clothed ghost jumped into the forest, put his hands into his sleeves, and bowed slightly: "Did you hear the decree brought by the envoy just now?"

"I heard it." Everyone replied in unison, and Fatty Sun said: "Returning to the Venerable Envoy, do these two people want to leave the underworld?"

The envoy Ren surnamed snorted coldly and said: "I don't know, the disillusioned forest in the Lost Plain is the place where the underworld and the grand plan are connected. If a thief wants to leave the underworld, he must pass through this place, and you don't need to leave the underworld." Knowing too much, let's immediately execute the decree of the Lord of Fushi City."

After Ren surnamed Envoy finished speaking, he took his head and ran towards the realm of long-cherished wishes.

After fighting hard for 29 days, Feng Jueyu and Wu Buyong were already very tired. At this time, they were in the realm of long-cherished wishes, dealing with a few practitioners who had cultivated in the Void Realm and a large number of practitioners. How could they have time to listen to those outside? .

However, although he lasted for 29 days, Feng Jueyu was in a good mood. In fact, even he himself did not expect to be able to survive the fierce battle.

Of course, Feng Jueyu is not a person who only knows how to fight but doesn't know how to observe the current situation. He knows that apart from his own efforts, the reason why the three of them can survive until now depends more on Wu Buyong.

The current Wu Buyong is not the Wu Buyong in Feng Jueyu's cognition at all. His strength and methods have become extremely powerful at some point.

For the entire 29th day, Wu Buyong had almost no rest, and whenever a soul cultivator came to kill him, he would be the first to kill him back.

On the 29th, Wu Buyong only regained his breath five times, and Feng Jueyu couldn't imagine how he persisted.

It must be known that martial arts practitioners have a long breath, but after a series of fierce battles, they must rest and prepare, meditate and adjust their breath, so that they can slowly recover the lost divine power and consciousness, and the consumption of fighting is far more than that recovered by meditation. The speed should be much faster. On the contrary, the recovery of breath adjustment will be slow.

However, this phenomenon is not true for Wu Buyong. He is now like an undead God of War with endless physical strength, divine power, and spiritual consciousness. He has never been exhausted. Even if he is covered with injuries, it will be very strange After recovering in a short period of time, it is obvious that Wu Buyong made the greatest contribution at such a difficult juncture.

What makes Feng Jueyu suspicious is that such a strange phenomenon has never happened to him. Although he has the Qiandanqiao Point, he can fight for several days without falling down, and it is far inferior to Wu Buyong's long breath. His breath was too long, as if his body didn't belong to him.

Although Feng Jueyu was very puzzled by Wu Buyong's change so much, he couldn't think too much about it right now. After all, the safety of the three of them could not be guaranteed if the battle had not stopped. Escape is definitely a good thing.

With one day left in the time, Feng Jueyu once again mobilized the little divine power left in his body, and spared no effort to drive away the soul cultivators who were constantly chasing around him.

The battle lasted for 29 days, and the place of long-cherished wishes was full of cold corpses and red blood, and the blood had merged into a small river, flowing towards the outside of the forest...

"One more day, hold on..."

Feng Jueyu kept admonishing himself in his heart, he knew that the current self could faint at any time, but in order to survive, he forced out his potential again and again.

Feng Jueyu hadn't realized that it was this kind of endless killing that had inadvertently honed his spiritual body to a high degree. At this time, his spiritual power was far stronger than it was a month ago And stability, if he recovers, as long as he is not deliberately suppressed, he may enter the Golden Sun Small Tribulation at any time.

Another day, Feng Jueyu had an unnatural look of joy on his face, but before he could smile, Liu Dao's extremely terrifying aura broke into the realm of long-cherished wishes.

Feng Jueyu raised his heart, and his gaze immediately turned to those six super-powerful places...

Six peak masters of Xuanzhao appeared...

"Brother Wu, be careful, trouble is coming."

In fact, what Feng Jueyu was most worried about these days was the appearance of masters from the Xuanzhao Realm, but his worries never really materialized. Controlled, now he understands that the real trouble is the last day.

Obviously, Green Pine made some manipulations on the second level. Although the two of them fought continuously in the previous 29 days, they also deliberately controlled the number of chasing soldiers and the level of masters, so that it can be regarded as fair. The last six summit peaks must be the most difficult moment of this level, so you must not act carelessly.

After yelling, Feng Jueyu immediately performed a Guizhen Blast and jumped out of the circle, clasped his hands together to practice the Liuhe Realm, and introduced the surging spiritual energy of heaven and earth into his body...