Uncrowned Evil Emperor

Elder Yin's real name is Yin Congfu, and he is the chief elder of Qianhong Mountain. Compared with Luo Jingyin, he is superior in terms of status, and even Xiang Donghe respectfully calls him senior brother.This person was originally a person of the same generation as Xiang Donghe, and he never left Qianhong Mountain, and he has stayed in the mountain for ninety years.As a result, everyone outside Hongtu Dashi knew that there was Luo Jingyin in Qianhong Mountain, and Xiangdonghe in Wanyue Tiangong, but no one knew that there was a Yin Congfu with a higher seniority.

This person's cultivation base is still above Xiang Donghe, even though he does not belong to the generation with extraordinary talents, but after ninety years of hard work, he has reached the fourth level of Lingxu.

Warriors practice Taoism, one level and one seal, especially after reaching the Lingxu Realm, each promotion will bring more powerful power, so don't look at Donghe in Hongtu Dashi who thinks he is the number one master, but in fact he is strong. There are also strong hands.

This Yin Congfu is the real head of Wanyue Tiangong.

Hearing Luo Jingyin's explanation, Yin Congfu's old face suddenly turned green, and he asked: "Didn't you tell me a few days ago that Xiang Donghe sent his disciples to subdue Zhou Nan for expansion? Sending two masters at the peak of transformation consciousness, Cao Diaozhu and Hai Hongtao, why did Zhou Nan want to send troops against my Wanyue Heavenly Palace?"

Luo Jingyin sighed, shook his head and said: "Elder Hui, the disciples don't know about this matter, it was completely manipulated by Xiang Donghe, but the two elders Cao and Hai did go to Zhou Nan because of this matter, Zhou Nan Jinlan Xu Ningzhong of the door also sincerely surrendered, and the two elders also left Beiwang Xue Longyi's younger brother at Jinlan Gate for observation, but yesterday received news that Xue Longyi's younger brother Xue Longshi never appeared again..."

Yin Congfu raised his eyebrows when he heard this. He has not been in retreat for ninety years, which does not mean that his thinking has also been closed. On the contrary, practicing in a quiet environment allows him to see many details hidden in the dark. Zhou Nanjing sent troops Attacking Wanyue Tiangong is simply ridiculous, but the timing is just right when Xiang Donghe is not around, which is very suspicious.

After pondering for a while, Yin Congfu had a relieved expression on his face, and said with a smile: "So that's the case. I'm afraid this matter has something to do with that Feng Jueyu. Jingyin, where are Xiang Donghe and Feng Jueyu now?"

Luo Jingyin didn't quite understand Yin Congfu's meaning, but he replied immediately: "It is said that he ran for his life to Donghe, and he is already on his way back to Tiangong, and everyone in the world knows martial arts. It seems that Feng Jueyu has been following Behind Xiang Donghe, the skills of the two must be almost the same, so it is not easy for Feng Jueyu to catch up."

"Hehe." Yin Congfu smiled slightly and shook his head: "No, according to the old man, it is not difficult for Feng Jueyu to catch up with Xiang Donghe, but he has not made a move, there must be his reasons, this person It is indeed not a good match, it seems that his skill is still above the Xiangdong River, how about this, you immediately rush to the foot of the mountain to garrison outside the city, and order the disciples of the inner disciples of the mountain to guard the gate of my Tiangong, since he Feng Jueyu intends to To overthrow the Wanyue Heavenly Palace, the old man can no longer sit idly by."

Hearing Yin Congfu's plan to make a move, Luo Jingyin couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation in his heart. You know, this old man is as old as 90 years old, but he hasn't done anything for [-] years. At the fourth level of Lingxu, he was only a step ahead of Xiang Donghe, but who knew his true strength?

It must be known that when it comes to force and strength, it is not only the realm that can be measured.

Luo Jingyin was overjoyed, but just as he was about to leave, he remembered what Yin Congfu said to him a few days ago, Luo Jingyin stopped and turned around, wondering: "Elder, what about Xiang Donghe?"

A few days ago, Luo Jingyin told Yin Congfu about the treachery that happened in the tunnel, and now he heard that Yin Congfu wanted to take action. Doesn't this mean that he saved Xiang Donghe in disguise? Cheap him?

Yin Congfusen sneered and said: "He? Naturally, you have to ask clearly. If you go down the mountain, if you meet Xiang Donghe first, don't let him in for the time being. Ask him if there is something real. If it is true, he will He is a traitor of my Wanyue Tiangong, even if Feng Jueyu wants to kill him quickly, it has nothing to do with my Wanyue Tiangong. But if this matter is instigated by a villain, this palace cannot be used by others."

Luo Jingyin nodded, and asked again: "Elder, if Feng Jueyu kills Xiang Donghe, don't you plan to stop there and attack my Wanyue Heavenly Palace?"

"Then what else is there to say? Of course he will have to pay a terrible price." Yin Congfu's eyes suddenly became fierce, and a light blue haze of mist and smoke rose between his brows and hair.

Luo Jingyin's eyes suddenly lit up, and his heart was terrified. After seeing the mist, his face became more respectful, not daring to have any more doubts. Luo Jingyin quickly left the Tiangong hall with a few old people.

All the elders of the palace left. Yin Congfufang woke up from the silence. Through the incomparably spacious hall, a wisp of spiritual consciousness floated out from the top of his head, like a wisp of blue smoke leaving the Tiangong hall and coming to the Tiangong The top of the mountain suddenly turned into a fluffy shadow and turned into a human form. This method of wandering outside the world has been purified by Yin Congfu's cultivation, just like the fierce wind and cold air on the top of the palace that day, it can't hurt him at all. .

Standing in the air, Yin Congfu overlooked the vast land of Hongtu with the power of his spiritual consciousness, and his pair of insightful eyes actually burst out with a long-lost heroism and majesty: "Master, Master, you always think that Xiang Donghe is smarter than his nephew. But if you take on a big responsibility, you don't know that arrogance has blinded his eyes. If you give him the floating moon mirror, instead of fulfilling your wish, he will cause a catastrophe for Tiangong. Going against the oath of that day, from today onwards, my nephew will definitely carry forward the Wanyue Heavenly Palace."

Muttering to himself, Yin Congfu's consciousness returned to his body, and he turned around silently. He stretched out his hand to stroke the wall, and the corner of his lips slightly curved: "Fuyue mirror, it's time to change hands."

Sound falls, shadow falls, there is no one in the Tiangong Hall...

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The blue sun is shining brightly, the sun is burning, the clouds are curling up under the sky, and the grass is growing on the ground under the spring light, all kinds of things are growing, the aura is tactful, and the world is flat...

Occasionally, an embarrassing figure flashed across like a blue light, bringing with it a violent wind, destroying the tranquility outside the Western Wilderness Mountains.

The strong wind blows the unyielding green grass and bends its head to the ground. Because of its enormous momentum, a ditch a few feet wide appears on the ground tens of meters away from the figure...

"Hey!" The figure couldn't hold on any longer. It really needed a lot of time to make up for the depleted true energy in his body. Unfortunately, behind him, there was always a shadow that couldn't be shaken off. He didn't give him a little time.

The figure couldn't control his body and fell down, he managed to stabilize his figure, but the rushing force made him uncontrollably throw an extra ten meters forward, splashing mud on the ground The rocks and the green grass rooted in the raised soil splashed in all directions, and the figure stood up from the grass in a state of embarrassment, his face covered with sweat and mud, which was already extremely embarrassing.

Although the image has changed, an old face can be vaguely seen from behind the filth. At this moment, the surrounding fields are silent and there is no one in the eight directions, but if there is someone here, he will definitely recognize who this old man is.

He is the Supreme Elder of Wanyue Tiangong, Xiang Donghe...

"Xiang Donghe, do you still remember the mountain in front? Xihuang Mountain, the place where Zhao Jingmu's bones are buried, this is the territory of Wanyue Heavenly Palace, you can be regarded as the fallen leaves returning to their roots, haha..." There was a long howl in the sky, and it was hearty immediately His laughter echoed among the mountains, and the deserted green grassland was filled with the man's triumphant laughter.

The next moment the sound came, two figures shot from the sky quickly, hanging under the long sun...

Xiang Donghe gritted his steel teeth angrily, extremely frightened and furious, his eyes fixed on the white-clothed young man, with nowhere to vent his hatred, he could only growl angrily: "Feng Jueyu, this old man will never die with you."

Throwing down a cruel sentence, Xiang Donghegai didn't dare to stay, and swiped his hands twice in front of his body, two balls of white light slowly floated on the surface of his palms, in such a weak state, he could still move Gathering the energy equivalent to a full-strength palm of a master of the first stage of Lingxu, it was already extremely difficult, and then Xiang Donghe clasped his palms tightly, and stood up, this time he did not choose to leave, but with the emotion of going forward indomitably and seeing death as home Pounce on the person.

Feng Jueyu stood intently. Although the ridicule before was an act of provoking and irritating the other party, intending to make Xiang Donghe's mind flustered, he didn't dare to see Xiang Donghe clearly in his heart.

"Yo ho, you know how to fight back, not bad..." He made a casual joke, trying to make Xiang Donghe's seven orifices smoke as much as possible, but he turned around and let Xiang Donghe's offensive go. The people passed by, turned around and slapped each other at the same time. The two palms joined together, and a dazzling light filled the palms.

The two of them flew back separately, both of them were very strenuous, but Feng Jueyu took advantage of it. After all, it was his hunting strategy that played a role. Xiang Donghe's strength was far less than that before he fled. Although the strength of his palm is still strong, Feng Jueyu faintly felt a sense of decline. The reason why he was able to draw a tie with this palm was entirely because he did not use any martial arts, and Xiang Donghe relied on The power of martial arts forced himself back.

This is a good sign.

Feng Jueyu smiled slightly, and kicked his feet without delay, and several muffled thunders pierced his feet suddenly, as if a huge shock force pushed him back from the retreating trend, and his clothes fluttered. Next, the two old fists hidden in the cuffs were moved silently, each fist had a red halo expanding into a circle arc, and in an instant, it seemed that there were two red hot irons hidden in the white robe. Shiny.

Xiang Donghe's eyesight is not bad, and when he saw a strange phenomenon on Feng Jueyu's body, he first took a breath, and then quickly rolled up his sleeves to wrap his palms, so as to prevent several empty doors in front of his body and stick to a Potential...