Uncrowned Evil Emperor

A strong storm surged up, turning into a terrifying ripple of energy that gushed out from Feng Jueyu's body, and the river water in the blown channel created huge waves several feet high, which shot high into the air...

A huge mantra "Yan" in the palm of his hand was overwhelmingly pressed towards the top of Cao Fang's head. It was so fast that it was like a towering mountain falling from the sky beyond the clouds. The huge shadow hid Cao Fangang His body was so insignificant against the backdrop that the majestic Great Demon King's steady breathing was suddenly suffocated.

Cao's face changed suddenly. Before the fight, Feng Jueyu used the evil moon demon star to restore his previous appearance, which undoubtedly imprinted in his heart the small and thin figure from more than a year ago. He subconsciously thought that Feng Jueyu was a little fox demon That's all, I didn't think about why a little fox demon would spit out heroic words in front of his face.

When Feng Jueyu's emptied palm strength was mixed with the terrifying source of divine power, Cao Fang, who had suffered a drastic change in his heart, woke up. The former little fox demon in front of him was clearly a top-notch transformation. Dust-womb resting environment powerhouse.

The dazzling Yangshen and the clear rhythm of the fetal breath all showed that this person was on the same level as himself.

Cao Fang's heart rose fiercely in his throat. He was chased and killed by Chang Xiao and others for more than a year, like a bereaved dog. All kinds of magic weapons were destroyed in the battle, and there was not much left on him, forming a clear contrast with the past scenery. contrast.

Now chasing a small Chongyang peak can also meet an old enemy, this thief God is too unfair.

With resentment in his heart, how could Cao Fang just sit and wait for death, claws randomly scratched the top of his head, raised his hands vigorously, and faced the almost unavoidable mantra spell, the light of his ten claws burst and splashed dazzling sparks, in the "Yan" A full ten scratches were left on the lettering.

boom!

The two forces collided on the edge of the river, and there was a huge roar. The terrifying energy overflowed and spread, and the ground on the bank collapsed for more than a foot. Yu fought against each other, and both feet crushed by that powerful force were inserted into the mud.

The teeth were crushed, and blood foam flew everywhere.

"Bastard, what a powerful force, who are you?"

At the moment of the fight, Cao Fang was so frightened that the human boy in front of him actually possessed such a powerful power. This power was not comparable to him at all, and it was several times stronger than Long Zhan.

"The person who wants your life." Feng Jueyu smiled sinisterly, his heart was full of joy. Sure enough, as he expected, after reaching the dust transformation state, both the source of divine power and the comprehension of spiritual methods have reached an extremely impressive level , his cultivation base has exploded by more than a large amount, with such skills, even in the face of Hongzhen, he dares to fight with all his might.

"Cao Fang, if you don't want to die, just answer my questions obediently." Feng Jueyu pinched his fingers with one hand, standing proudly under the sky, the source of divine power all over his body was unparalleled, like the sun and moon shining brightly.

"What question? Just stop and I'll answer you as much as I want."

After being hunted down for a long time, Cao Fang has no strength to fight anymore. What's more, Feng Jueyu, who he underestimated, is not just an ordinary strong man who turns into dust, but also has unusually powerful martial arts and spiritual skills.

"You went chasing Long Zhan that day, what happened afterwards? Is Long Zhan safe?" Feng Jueyu asked. His saving Song Qingyang was only one of the reasons, and the other reason was to know the safety of Long Zhan.

The corners of Cao Fang's mouth were bleeding profusely, and the sweat on his forehead was like rain. Feeling the majestic divine power constantly exerted by Feng Jueyu, he didn't have the heart to fight again.

"I don't know if Long Zhan is safe or not. I only know that after I chased him out that day, he alone fought against me, Lianyu, and the number one master under the Chengkong Demon Holy Throne, the Wild Eagle King Changxiao. Feng, that damn bastard has always been hiding his cultivation, but he is actually a strong man in the Dust Transformation Realm."

"Current Transformation Realm?" Feng Jueyu frowned suddenly when he heard the words, and thought to himself: Impossible, before Long Zhan separated from him more than a year ago, he was clearly at the peak of Chongyang, how could it be the birth of Chen Chen?

"I know you won't believe it. It seems that he not only lied to me, but he also lied to you." Cao Fang shouted, "I've already answered, you should stop now."

"Stop?" Feng Jueyu sneered, and said contemptuously, "You already know that I have the Yaoming Ruler, so will I hold back?"

"What? You broke your promise?"

"You are stupid. When I showed you the Yaoming ruler, you should understand that there is only one person between you and me who can leave alive today. Cao Fang, you should accept your fate, you are not my opponent."

As Feng Jueyu said, his eyes suddenly changed, and his fingers changed rapidly, and he pressed down...

boom!

A mighty palm force spewed out, following the Liuhe Yanzi Jue, Feng Jueyu quickly changed the formula, and used the second magic skill of the Liuhe Realm, the Liuhe Defying Heaven Jue.

The two cycles of internal and external refining methods go back and forth, and their power doubles immediately.

"You lied to me, you will die..."

On the other side, Cao Fang's voice gradually disappeared, and the mountain-like shadow turned into a twisted cyclone, smashing and tearing, gradually tearing Cao Fang's body into pieces.

The power of Liuhe Nitian Jue lies in its ability to distort the original spiritual energy in a part of the space, forming a chaotic stream of divine power, tearing the enemy into pieces. Its power is so great that it cannot be compared with ordinary spiritual methods.

After killing Cao Fang, Feng Jueyu took a deep breath, and absorbed all the mixed spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the air into his abdomen. After that, he landed lightly, walked to Song Qingyang's side and squatted down.

"How are you?" Feng Jueyu's tone became more relaxed, but Song Qingyang's shocked expression could not be erased.

Powerful, so powerful, he killed the Great Demon King Cao Fang in the Chenchen Realm with one move, this man is so powerful.

Song Qingyang hasn't recognized Feng Jueyu yet. After all, when they met back then, there was a big gap between the two. To put it bluntly, Song Qingyang didn't take Feng Jueyu to heart at all, so he couldn't recognize Feng Jueyu. Chufeng Jueyu is the junior brother brought by Zhou Xuan.

"Your Excellency's life-saving grace, Song Qingyang has nothing to repay, dare to ask senior Gao's name." Song Qingyang clasped his fists with difficulty.

Feng Jueyu reassured him to sit still, and said with a smile, "You don't remember me. About two years ago, senior brother Zhou Xuan took me to the battlefield of all realms for the first time. We fought against the ancient cave demon together."

"You...you are that little junior brother from Cuiyu Mountain?" Jingfeng Jueyu's reminder made Song Qingyang suddenly remember, it's okay if he didn't listen, but hearing it was even more incredible.

Good guy, a few years ago he was still a rookie who had just entered the battlefield. He only had the cultivation base of the initial stage of Chongyang, and it didn't take long for him to break through to the stage of Chenchen Embryo's Rest.

"It's down."

Practitioners depend on their cultivation base to determine their seniority, but Feng Jueyu didn't take it too seriously. In his heart, Song Qingyang is a good person and deserves his respect.

"Heh, heh." Song Qingyang laughed, and a look of shame flashed across his face: "It's really hard to believe that it was you, but unfortunately I didn't remember you as a character at all. I didn't expect it. With the effort, you are already my senior."

"Why are you seniors? You just want to know how your body is? Can you still leave?"

Song Qingyang shook his head: "I can't go anymore, my Yangshen has been damaged too badly, I've already run out of fuel, if it wasn't for sending the Kunlun yellow money away, I would have committed suicide in Motianling long ago, there is no need I will escape back, I can survive until now, all relying on the last breath after the power of the sacrifice."

Feng Jueyu frowned, ignored Song Qingyang's objection, and checked with Yangshen. Sure enough, Song Qingyang's Yangshen had suffered irreparable injuries. Even Daluo Jinxian could not save him with such injuries. .

"Sigh." Feng Jueyu sighed: "I didn't expect that the second time we met, I would watch you die."

Song Qingyang reluctantly showed a smile: "This is my blessing. Being able to meet you means that I have hope for revenge. I remember that your name is Gan Yi. I'd better call you senior. Senior, do me a favor and get Kunlun Can the yellow money be sent to the Yueqing Mountain Cave Mansion and handed over to Taoist Xuancheng?"

Feng Jueyu didn't refuse, he was too embarrassed to say no to a dying person.

"Is there anything you want me to convey?"

Hatred flashed in Song Qingyang's eyes: "Jianxin Blessed Land was wiped out by a group of demons three months ago, and my master Wu Guan died unexpectedly. Help me tell Senior Xuancheng that as long as Mao Jie, the great demon king of Gudong, is killed, this Kunlun Huang will be killed." The money is his."

As Song Qingyang said, he put a yellow coin in Feng Jueyu's hand. Feng Jueyu glanced at the yellow coin, and felt a ray of demonic energy, and there was a faint trace of evil spirit on the yellow coin. Shrouded in black mist, he couldn't help being a little surprised.

Song Qingyang seemed to see what Feng Jueyu was thinking, and said weakly: "The Kunlun yellow money was taken away by Mao Jie, and it was soaked in the magic pool and contaminated with magic energy. It needs a lot of pure water to wash it away. Restore the original appearance, senior will take it, senior Xuancheng will know how to do it?"

Feng Jueyu wanted to say something, but before he could speak, Song Qingyang closed his eyes, and the aura in Yangshen gently swayed away from his head, taking the last ray of life out of Song Qingyang's body.

Looking at Song Qingyang, who was taking his last breath by his side, he felt a bit like a dead dog for no reason.

In the great world of grand plans, no matter how powerful the cultivation is, death is inevitable. Does the so-called immortality really exist?

After a moment of silence in front of the corpse, Feng Jueyu picked up Song Qingyang's corpse, found a secluded and secret place at the foot of the mountain, and buried the corpse.

From then on, there was no Blessed Land of Sword Heart and Song Qingyang in the battlefields of all realms.

Although Song Qingyang is not well-known, he represents thousands of warriors who strive for longevity. His experience, like many practitioners, is a true portrayal of the world.

Smelling the air that was blowing with the wind, with a faint smell of blood, Feng Jueyu slowly closed his eyes. At this moment, his heart was extremely calm, and there was no wave in the ancient well.

"Brother Song, let's go."

While muttering softly, suddenly, he felt his heart became peaceful, unconsciously, like a nine-color lotus flower blooming in his heart.

"Dao Xin?"