Uncrowned Evil Emperor

"Wait!" Seeing the jade tablet appear, Yin Congfu's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stopped Feng Jueyu.

"Elder Yin, do you want to go back on your word?" Feng Jueyu frowned, how could he listen to his words and walk towards Xiang Donghe.

Yin Cong's heart sank, and he disappeared with a swish. When he reappeared, he was standing in front of Xiang Donghe. He was about to reach out to snatch it, but he saw Xiang Donghe desperately urging his true essence to generalize the jade tablet. Protecting her under her body, she looked deathly at home and said, "Yin Congfu, stop for me."

Yin Congfu stood still, like a puppet controlled by wire, not daring to move forward rashly. At this moment, Feng Jueyu wondered, what was that jade tablet, and how could Yin Congfu care so much about it?

Xiang Donghe saw that Yin Congfu was really obedient, and a playful smile flashed across his face: "Yin Congfu, this floating moon mirror has a lot to do with it. You were there when the uncle passed it on to me. You should know, I am the only one who knows the secret technique of the Floating Moon Mirror, if I destroy this jade tablet..."

"No." Yin Congfu's expression finally changed, and he hurriedly stopped him.

Feng Jueyu watched from the side, and also sighed heavily. It seemed that this battle was inevitable: "Notify the setting sun and Mu Xue, prepare to launch an attack." He sighed and said, Long Yan held the soul stone tightly Clenched in hand.

The current strength of Zhou Nanjing is comparable to that of Wanyue Tiangong, and the number of masters is almost the same. If it is Feng Jueyu and Long Yan, the strength will be even higher. Therefore, Feng Jueyu is basically Fearless, the only problem now is that the battle must be resolved quickly. Even if Wanyue Tiangong cannot be truly overthrown, they must be injured and they will not be able to rise again within ten years.

Xiang Donghe's triumphant voice echoed over the wilderness: "Yin Congfu, you are from the same school. The younger sister studied art with her uncle. She hasn't returned for decades. The yellow flower must be old. This floating moon mirror is The key for my lineage of the human race to enter the inner circle, I have already contacted Haoyu Tianmen. If the internal and external connections are connected, Wanyue Tiangong is one of the Haoyu Tianmen, and I will be a first-rank deacon for my younger brother. I can't heal the wounds on my body, and in a few decades, I will be like a rotten tree, but I dare not disobey the order of my uncle, and I want to see my sister..."

Xiang Donghe said so sadly and pitifully, everyone was so moved that they didn't say a word.

It's just that Feng Jueyu heard some things that were not good for him from these words, such as Fuyuejing, Haoyu Tianmen, Xiang Donghe's master's sect, and that junior sister, who are these people?It seems that even if Xiang Donghe is killed, it will not be done once and for all...

Tears flashed in Yin Congfu's old eyes, he seemed to be moved by Xiang Donghe's tone, but there was another thought hidden in his heart: "Yeah, I missed Junior Sister too, and I just remembered now that Junior Sister still remembers you before she left. I once told me to take care of you, no matter, Xiang Donghe, as long as you hand over the secret technique of the floating moon mirror to me, I will keep you safe, and I swear on my brother's behalf that I will let you see my junior sister once in your lifetime."

"Is that true?" Xiang Donghe's eyes were full of hale and hearty brilliance, which was quite different from the dying state before.

A martial artist cultivates Taoism, and his lifespan is not unlimited. The Xuan Dao realm can only maintain a warrior's life span of more than two hundred years, ignoring the difference in physical fitness. Xiang Donghe is about 150 years old, and Yin Congfu, who is with him, is 20 years old According to their cultivation bases, if they cannot reach the divine way within [-] years, they will not be able to withstand the passage of time and turn into loess, but both of them seem to have concerns in their hearts, and this concern seems to involve a woman.

"Really." Xiang Donghe held the jade tablet in his hand, pointed at Feng Jueyu with a finger and said viciously: "Kill him, and the Fuyue Jade will be yours. I swear, I will retire as a younger brother from now on." Qianhong Mountain, never enter the secular world again."

"Remember what you said." Yin Congfu sighed quietly, his eyes slowly turned to Feng Jueyu.

In an instant, a stream of pure energy spewed out from the old man, like a huge fountain, with bursts of haze like clouds and fog going straight into the sky. Thick auspicious clouds have gathered, some are blue, some are white, some are blue... Misty and boundless, Lingxu's fourth level of transformation has reached the point of fusion with the power of heaven and earth, this feeling is like Feng Jueyu's epiphany of a new realm before The same, giving people a feeling of being irresistible.

Long Yan felt this feeling very clearly, especially Feng Jueyu, but he was not afraid of any epiphany, because not long ago, he also experienced it.

"Elder Yin, are you going to renege on your promise?" Feng Jueyu had a playful smile on his lips, and even Yin Congfu couldn't help but feel flustered when he looked at him, thinking to himself that this son's heart is extremely evil, and he is an opponent that is not easy to deal with. , but he has recently broken through to the fourth level of Lingxu, and he seems to have the pride of ignoring the world. Coupled with the large number of people in Wanyue Tiangong, he is not too afraid.

Without further ado, Yin Congfu snorted coldly: "Young Master Feng, the Wanyue Heavenly Palace is not a place for you to come and go at will, since the younger brother hates you to the bone, then let this senior brother, the old man, help him fulfill his last wish. "

"Is it necessary to fight?" Feng Jueyu shook his fingers, releasing all the energy in his body, and the aura of the True Yang God Flame integrated into the True Yuan was as fierce as the Sanwei True Fire that the immortal said, and since After getting Liuhe Refining Fire, Feng Jueyu clearly felt that the other four of the five elements were too different.

In martial arts, you must use the strongest one. If you don't choose Liuhe Lianhuo, what else can you choose.

Yin Congfu is indeed worthy of being a person who has been in seclusion for 90 years. When he saw the true essence that was no worse than himself emerge, his expression did not change at all. Luo Jingyin said: "Jingyin, you and Lian Kong and Wude deal with the other one, Feng Jueyu will be handed over to me, be careful, this person's cultivation level is not much worse than that of his junior brother." He was talking about Long Yan, It is not difficult to see Long Yan's cultivation level with Lingxu's fourth level strength, in fact, this is also what Yin Congfu is worried about.

"Leave three more people with the seventh level of consciousness, and the rest will retreat to the Wanyue Heavenly Palace." Yin Congfu suddenly became heroic, and Qianhong Mountain itself has countless ways to attack. He knew that Yiluo Jingyin, Fang Liankong Even if the first level Lingxu cultivation of Cheng Wude and Cheng Wude could not defeat Long Yan, it would be enough to delay for a while...

However, at this moment, several figures flew from the distant sky, no more, no less, exactly 13 of them, the leader of whom was strong, like an arrow piercing through the sky, with an incomparably ferocious scar on his face, and even more so in his hand. Holding a gleaming blood-colored scythe that has been sharpened, there are twelve imposing masters standing behind this person, more than half of them have reached the level of consciousness-transforming cultivation. up.

One of these people was holding a large flag with only the word "wind" embroidered on it, and there was a black claw logo on the cuffs of their clothes. Released from the body of 13 people, it makes people feel as if these people just climbed out of the mountain of corpses in the sea of ​​blood...

Seeing these 13 people, Luo Jingyin's face changed, and when he saw the scarred face, he showed deep fear.

"Luo Ji? Why are you here?"

The person who came was none other than Luo Ji of the Evil Emperor's Hand 72 Earth Sha, and twelve members of Earth Sha.

"Luo Ji pays homage to the young master." Luo Ji ignored Feng Jueyu and bowed down respectfully to Feng Jueyu. Each of the twelve Disha members held a fine steel sword. Not glowing with the gloomy cold light of the purple flame rank divine soldier, they all bowed down together, and everyone shouted in unison: "Hand of the evil emperor, Di Sha has seen the young master..."

Luo Ji stood up, and then turned his eyes to Luo Jingyin, with hatred welling up, and said in a cold tone: "Ten years of exile, the end of the world, Luo Jingyin, I didn't expect you to remember me..."

"You..." Luo Jingyin looked at Luo Ji, then at Feng Jueyu and understood what was going on in an instant: "You have been staying in Zhou Nanjing all these years?"

Luo Ji laughed jokingly: "You are in Qianhong Mountain, how could I be too far away from you, young master, leave this person to your subordinates."

Feng Jueyu smiled slightly, he had promised Luo Ji a long time ago that if one day he could attack Wanyue Heavenly Palace on a large scale, he would hand over Luo Jingyin to Luo Ji himself, he nodded and said, "Be careful. "

Luo Ji respectfully taught by correspondence, and immediately a smoldering look flashed across his brows, the blood sickle was raised to his mouth, and he licked it bloodily with his tongue: "Luo Jingyin, 22 people from a certain Luo family died, and today I will take your head Compensation, acceptance..."

As the words fell, Luo Ji carried the blood scythe upside down and rushed down from the mountain. The straight and steep mountain road had no effect on him at all, and the blood scythe rolled with a gust of wind, blatantly killing him.

On the other side, Luo Jingyin also gave a loud shout, and rushed forward without fear of death.

Following behind Luo Jingyin, many elders joined the battle group with piercing roars.

The inevitable trend, the inevitable happened.

In an instant, a series of battles erupted in the West Wilderness. The twelve Disha members were all masters who had been pointed out by Feng Jueyu himself and opened up the second dantian. Regardless of their martial strength, martial skills, and true energy, they were all superior to those of the same rank. On the first day, Luo Ji approached Luo Jingyin, Cheng Wude and Fang Liankong charged towards Longyan, and then followed three masters of the sixth level of consciousness, and the others fought with twelve members of Disha.

In front of the many elders who roared and killed, Long Yan's face remained unchanged. At this time, he looked at Feng Jueyu, who nodded slightly, and Long Yan crushed the soul stone in his hand without hesitation.

Tens of miles away, under the scorching sun, is the majestic Wanyue Ancient City. In the vast wilderness ten miles away, warriors like sea water are ready to go, full of energy.

Feng Yixue, Mu Xue, Setting Yang, Xu Ningzhong, Old Man Qingchi, Xiao Zetong, Xiao Ming, and Yi Bingyan were all among them. When the soul stone in his hand suddenly shattered, boundless pride flashed across their faces.

"kill!"

Without further ado, with an order, [-] martial artists raised their knives and charged towards the gate of the ancient city...

At this point, the battle between Zhou Nan and the human race officially kicked off...