Uncrowned Evil Emperor

"I didn't want to harm Xuanzhong, I just wanted to borrow his strength."

Looking at Feng Jueyu who had become vicious, Nine-Tailed Hua's face turned pale, and large peach blossoms sprinkled from his body, covering the clear sky, and the pollen scattered into Feng Jueyu's breath, making him dizzy immediately.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Nine Tails jumped up and swept away. All of Huachen's cultivation was done, which was not something Feng Jueyu could control and control at the moment. Seeing Feng Jueyu getting farther and farther away from him Far away, guilt flashed across Kyuubi's face.

"I really didn't do it on purpose. I thought Xuan Zhong would be able to deal with Luo Zhen easily. Unexpectedly, I hurt him."

"Stop talking nonsense, come here and die quickly." Feng Jueyu raised Fire Eye Jinqing, and two white lights searched for Jiuwei in the pink mist.

Kyuubi sighed quietly: "I know you won't forgive me no matter what I say, but I still want to say that I will never forget the time with you all, even if I owe you and Xuanzhong, in the future Pay it back, and, Elder Honghuang, really exists, I didn't lie to you."

After Jiuwei finished speaking, he stamped his feet and walked away, leaving only a mist of smoky pink flowers pervading the valleys and mountains.

"Nine Tails, I will never let you go."

Looking at the long shadow trail in the sky, Feng Jueyu was furious. To be honest, he never fully believed in Kyuubi from the beginning to the end, but he didn't seriously guard against it. Maybe Kyuubi's final goal was the same as What he said was for revenge, but even if it was for other reasons, it was true that Xuanzhong was hurt.

You must know that the soul consciousness of Tianchaotai is so powerful that you will not come here even if you try your best to break into Colorful Xiashan.

Xuan Zhong fell asleep, Huang Tianjue, Ah Da, Ah Er, and Ah San were all sealed away, and Nine Tails escaped, leaving only himself. This time, he was really alone, especially the murdered Xuan Zhong who was sleeping in the Hongyuan space , This is a shame that Feng Jueyu can't forget.

"Kyuubi, when I finish my serious business, I will definitely find you and kill you with my own hands."

Gritting his teeth, Feng Jueyu swore a poisonous oath, then turned around and flew towards the bottom of Tianzhu Mountain.

According to the information that Xuan Zhong got from Luo Zhen's chaotic memory before he fell asleep, Feng Jueyu quickly searched from the bottom of Tianzhu Mountain. This mountain is so high that it is unimaginable. Perhaps, Feng Jueyu could only search along the mountain road, and at an approximate location, he found a dense forest.

The trees here are two to three feet high, densely packed, and endless. The slopes at the bottom of the mountain are densely covered with thorns, and there are skeletons and corpses everywhere. There are a few trees growing along the mountain at the mouth of one of the potholes at the foot of the mountain. Yes, it grew to the hillside like a wall-climbing tiger, pulled out the woods, and a winding and rugged path appeared, which can lead directly to the narrow path between the two mountains.

This road is as rugged as a snake, covered by barren trees all over the mountain. If it weren't for the wonderful scene map, Feng Jueyu would not be able to find it even if he searched for 100 years.

After two days of trekking, after passing through the mountain road and several caves in the middle, we finally came to the end of the path.

The end of the path does not mean that he has left the Tianchao Terrace, but that he has just walked halfway.

Since this road is climbing the mountain, he walked higher and higher, so about two days later, he was already on the top of the ten thousand zhang peak, the sky was full of clouds and mist, the air was thin, and far away, under the dense fog, hundreds of miniatures Walking on the ground and mid-air, some are as fast as lightning, some roam among the clouds, some are fighting fiercely, and some are chasing.

The battlefield of all worlds...

Colorful Xia Valley and Motian Ridge are two extremely high and steep divine peaks, which have stood for millions of years, and the peaks are so high that they reach tens of thousands of feet.

Feng Jueyu stood at the intersection of the path, overlooking the battlefield, and could clearly feel the aura of killing.

The sound of rumbling water was heard not far away, and a thick mist was raised. It was the waterfalls that converged from many places on the top of the mountain and began to gather from the downhill of the small road, extending to the bottom of the ten thousand feet high, and converging into a river. The flowing water is gurgling and meandering, just like a wonderful scene, and it feels more magnificent.

"The road below is the battlefield of the worlds. Passing through the river, you can go directly to the wild forest. According to Jiuwei, it will take several months to reach the wild forest."

"It's a long way."

Thinking of Nine Tails, Feng Jueyu would think of that pretty face, which was beautiful and charming, and as long as this pretty face melted into memory, it would cause a lot of indignation.

It was Kyuubi who harmed Xuanzhong. Although she didn't harm herself, it was unforgivable.

"Nine Tails, don't let me find you."

Feng Jueyu gritted his teeth, flew down, and jumped into the waterfall...

Looking at the water flow, Feng Jueyu didn't want to waste any more time, went directly into the river, dived underwater, held his breath with the magic skill of life and death, and drifted eastward with his body relying on the direction of the river.

This drift is half a year...

Feng Jueyu did not expect that the road from the battlefields of the worlds to Honghuang would be so far away. After about three months, he could no longer hear the shouts of killing. Motian Ridge and Colorful Clouds Valley have all become a thing of the past. He now There is only one purpose, which is to find the so-called Elder Yiming, ask about the origin of the mysterious double-winged scale fish logo, and then settle the old score with Jiuwei, and then go to his family.

As for everything on the battlefields of the worlds, it no longer has anything to do with me.

After half a year of rafting, Feng Jueyu didn't waste any time. Sitting in the river, drifting with the current, he continued to consolidate his cultivation. He had been at the peak of the sun for a long time, and gradually gained a hint of deep understanding.

This feeling cannot be described in words, it is like touching the threshold but being blocked by a lock.

The close breakthrough distance was blocked by an invisible wall, which made Feng Jueyu's cultivation stagnant.

However, as a Feng Da killer who is familiar with Hongtu Dashi, he is not in a hurry. In the past, his cultivation speed has been astonishingly fast. It's normal to have no spirit.

Killer Fengda once thought about swallowing Chunyang Pill to increase his Taoism for a hundred years, but unfortunately the conditions did not allow it. The battlefields of the worlds are full of crises. Although this journey has been smooth and safe, he has also seen several murderous cultivators. He didn't intervene because he was eager to find his family, so half a year passed like this.

wow wow...

The tide beat against the wet and muddy river bank. Half a year later, Feng Jueyu finally walked out of the river and landed on land.

There is a wilderness in front of me, there are few people, weeds are overgrown, but not dense, the road from the river bank to the east is a barren area for several miles, and several black eagles are circling in the sky.

Leaving the battlefield of all worlds means arriving on the other side of the prehistoric world.

That river is the main road leading to the flood.

In fact, if you go all the way east from Motian Ridge or Colorful Clouds Valley, it may not take too long to arrive, but it is unknown how many dangers there are on the way.

squeak~

Just as Feng Jueyu was looking around, the black eagle in the sky suddenly attacked him.

They were two eagles with black wings, sharp eyes, sharp hooked beaks, and the flapping of their wings caused gusts of wind.

Two black eagles rushed towards Feng Jueyu from left and right, hunting him as a rare delicacy.

"Bastard, dare?"

Feng Jueyu frowned, opened his mouth and spewed out two balls of fire, shooting towards the black eagle in the sky.

Although his cultivation has not improved at all in the past six months, his proficiency in spiritual techniques has been greatly improved.

Feihuo Zhuyue has already made it easy for him to use it in various ways, the power is greatly increased, and the shot is also very fast.

I saw the two fireballs the size of a casserole split into one left and one right to attack, and when they reached midair, the two black hawks spat out two balls of black flames in disdain...

boom!boom!

He actually shot down his flying fire month by month, and the two black eagles made a piercing howl, flapping their huge black wings to attack Feng Jueyu again.

"That's amazing. These two monsters must have been cultivated for at least 8000 years."

Kyuubi once said that there are monsters everywhere in the wilderness. These monsters are completely different from ordinary beasts. They will not take human form, but retain the most primitive and ancient bloodthirsty ferociousness, running rampant in the wilderness .

And right now, before reaching the interior of Honghuang, two black eagles can easily shoot down their own Feihuo Zhuyue, obviously their cultivation is not weak.

Feng Jueyu was not careless, he stomped his feet and stood up, the golden treasured long sword made of the arm bone of the Great Sage King held the exquisite sword flower in his hand, and immediately threw it towards the sky.

"Sword 24 Royal!"

Jin Bao's long sword Lihua 120 eight-handled long sword laid a net and intercepted the two black eagles a hundred meters away.

Dazzling golden light bloomed in the flickering sword light, covering the sky and the sun for a while...

"Jin Yu!"

Feng Jueyu recited the mantra silently, his body remained still, and the trajectories of his fingertips changed ever-changingly. The 120 eight-handed long swords changed into a rain of swords, strangling two black eagles forcefully.

squeak~ squeak~

Soon, screams came from the sword net, accompanied by blood splashing on the ground. These two black eagles obviously did not have the cultivation base of the dust-turning state, less than [-] years of cultivation state, for Feng Jueyu , is not a threat.

A moment later, the two black hawks fell to the ground full of holes, and Feng Jueyu also put away the golden treasure sword and fell to the ground.

Hitting the tip of the sword into the position of the eagle's head, with a slight pick, two groups of black monster yuan floated in front of him.

Spiritual beasts have spiritual energy, and monsters naturally have demonic energy, and demonic energy has many more benefits than spiritual energy. They are all transformed from the source of divine power. Although they are not pure enough, they can still extract the essence from it after some refining. Practitioners refining.

This kind of Yaoyuan has the effect of replenishing qi and restoring one's mind, and it can also strengthen one's consciousness, mend one's elixir orifices, and replenish one's divine power. The effect is extraordinary.

Feng Jueyu took one and swallowed it, and sure enough, the divine power that surged like a river was continuously gathering and increasing.

"8000 years of Taoism, amazing." Feng Jueyu was slightly taken aback.

The 8000-year-old monster can be compared to a master of Chongyang Realm, and by 9000 years, it can almost be compared with the peak of Chongyang. Sure enough, not everyone can come to the other side of the prehistoric world.