Uncrowned Evil Emperor

The sky is bright and the sun is bright, and the wind is blowing for no reason. It is said that the mountains are steep and the wind is fierce, but there has never been such a change. Before, the sun was sunny and the breeze was refreshing, but the next moment, the wind suddenly picked up and the gray clouds rolled. , on the top of Tianyuan Mountain, a strong and surging aura swept across the entire mountain as if descending from the sky.

The gray cloud was shrouded by the hot air flow, and within a short while, the gray cloud all over the sky seemed to ignite a boundless fire...

Feng Jueyu was just below the white fire cloud...

His spiritual power was burning to the extreme with anger...

On Tianyuan Mountain, all the beasts screamed everywhere, feeling the overwhelming and boundless power coming, no matter how powerful the spirit beasts were, they could only choose to flee in a hurry...

Some warriors who practiced on Tianyuan Mountain had never experienced such a powerful power. Looking at the burning white clouds that day, they shivered inexplicably, and some even knelt on the ground and begged Tianwei's forgiveness...

"Brother Feng, calm down. The matter has not been clarified yet. Let's talk about it after asking." Wen Songren was shocked. Although he had not been in contact with Feng Jueyu for a long time, he knew that Feng Jueyu was a good talker, but Now the anger shown by this strange man in front of him made him feel lingering fears. If it hadn't been for a few days to call him a brother, Wen Songren would have gone to nowhere at this moment.

Feeling the boundless anger, Wen Songren seemed to see the shadow of the master and uncle from Feng Jueyu...

A cultivation level close to the peak of Lingxu's seventh level...

Before Feng Jueyu could speak, Wu Qingqiu tilted his head and analyzed: "Impossible, I heard that Yin Congfu was once defeated by you, how could he have the guts to bring people from Wanyue Tiangong to kill Zhou Nanjing? Zhou Nanjing doesn’t have someone like you, Feng Jueyu, but doesn’t he still have a Snow Flame Demon Dragon?”

Lu Agui heard the words and continued: "Girl, you don't know something, but Yin Congfu invited a beautiful woman from somewhere. This woman is extremely powerful. I heard that she brought a few quite powerful family members with her. General, even if Yuwenchen and Zhang Yuanze are two holy emperors, they are not their opponents."

Tianyuan Mountain is not far from Zhounan Realm, and the speed of the warriors between the two places is also extremely fast. Although Lu Agui did not visit the place in person, the hearsay is not without reason.

Feng Jueyu raised his eyebrows sharply when he heard the words, and he couldn't help but condense his fiery eyes and golden light. Looking far away, he suddenly found a bloody light in the distant sky hundreds of miles away. It was the blood energy covering the earth. For a while, at least a lot of people died in this great war...

Seeing this, Feng Jueyu didn't dare to think too much. With a shake of his shoulders, he disappeared into the sky, leaving only the lingering sound of his anger in the air: "Brother Wen, take a step first..."

Seeing Feng Jueyu disappear suddenly, the hundreds of blood servants brought by Lu Agui all stared wide-eyed. For these warriors who only have the condensed and raw alchemy realm, Feng Jueyu's movement is as unpredictable as a miracle .

"Something happened." Wen Songren frowned, and immediately ordered: "Tao Jiang, Lianshan, Xiuhai, come with me."

After Wen Songren finished speaking, a gust of fiery wind arose from the sleeves of his robe, holding Wu Qingqiu up, and everyone turned into streamers and left...

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At the same time, in the sky above Zhou Nan, tens of thousands of fighters came to one place like two armies confronting each other...

The gloomy rush all over the sky has long been dyed red by the boundless river of blood. The sky and the ground are full of warriors who are fighting desperately. , Tiangong Mountain's carefully selected capable men, although their number is still more than [-] less than the joint army of the Haizu and Zhou Nan, they became brave under the deterrence of Ning Yao and the three blue-shirted warriors. unstoppable...

The blood has already stained the hot land in southern Zhou. Hundreds of warriors fly to the sky and travel to and fro in the mountains and plains. Everywhere, warriors who fell under the shadow of swords, lights and swords can be seen falling to pieces under the palm strength and horse training...

Tragedy happened one after another, and Gongling Peak in the south of Zhou became the main battlefield. It should be known that although Gongling Peak is not the three main peaks and the mountain with the most minerals, it is the place with the most beautiful scenery. The flower field path in the ancient city can be paved all the way to the top of the mountains, but today it has been trampled by countless cultivators and dumped in pieces...

The earth is full of blood, thousands of bones are left behind, it is too horrible to look at...

Along the canal closest to Gongling Peak, there was also a bloody frenzy. Wanyu Wuxiu of the Sea Clan tried to land by the canal, but was blocked by the huge monster on the bank of the canal. The number of sacrifices has been added.

Due to the large number of people involved in the three major martial arts holy places, the scope of the battle gradually spread out from the Gongling Valley for several miles, even Jinlan Peak, which borders Tianyuan Mountain, is also everywhere. Catch and fight warriors...

The sky is bright and the sky is bright, the sun is fierce and bright, a murderous aura that fills the heaven and earth is accompanied by thunderous shouts of killing that spread far to the territory of Tianyuan Mountain...

Suddenly, a stream of white light that was several times brighter than the sun flew up to the top of Jinlan Peak, stopped at the top of Jinlan Peak, and his vision was full of scenes of Zhou Nanjing's Wuxiu being slaughtered, and the symbol embroidered with Wuxiu's white robe and sword in Wanyue Tiangong It particularly stimulated Feng Jueyu's nerves...

After the battle reached Jinlan Peak, we still haven't seen Long Xiaotian, Long Yan, Luo Ji, Xu Ningzhong... and other main backbones in Zhou Nanjing. This shows that this place is not the main battlefield, but the more this is the case, the colder Feng Jueyu's heart becomes. .

Since the battlefield covers the entire south of Zhou, Wanyue Tiangong is definitely coming in a menacing manner this time...

Standing on the top of the mountain for a few breaths, a familiar figure came into view in the field of vision. That person was Wang Tong, who was carrying three hundred black armored tiger guards as if a black torrent was rushing to kill in the mountains. With their bodies and swords in their hands, they had just arrived at the outskirts of Hongtu after all, so they couldn't really be compared with the elite disciples of Wanyue Tiangong.

Wang Tong's armor was bathed in blood, and he still encouraged him to persevere, but at this time, he was at the end of his strength, and seeing that he was about to be assassinated by a disciple of Tiangong with a long sword, Feng Jueyu was furious, and suddenly disappeared on the spot...

The torrent in the mountains had dissipated and was on the verge of collapse. At this moment, Feng Jueyu suddenly appeared in front of Wang Tong. Without any explanation, he released a Liuhe Lianhuo Paikong palm energy that contained boundless anger.

After the huge palm shadow left the body, it instantly turned into a sea of ​​flames several feet wide, and with a whoosh, hundreds of thousands of Yuetian Palaces in front of them were burned to ashes...

Feng Jueyu made quick decisions and struck faster. Almost at the same time, a large open space appeared in front of the few remaining three hundred tiger guards.

Wang Tong, who survived the catastrophe, led all the tiger guards in a daze, and then turned his gaze to the mysterious master. When they saw that very familiar face, the mountains and fields burst into loud shouts ...

"It's son..."

"Wang Tong, why are you here?"

Wang Tong walked over with the support of two tiger guards. His body and face were covered with wounds. However, as a good general in the army, Wang Tong did not show any sadness on his face, but instead showed a deep sense of resentment. He replied: "My lord, you are back. Madam and two dragon men are fighting bloody battles at Gongling Peak. Miss Sima Ruyu has already... already..."

"Sima Ruyu, what happened to Ruyu?" Feng Jueyu's heart jumped.

"I'm afraid it won't last too long." Wang Tong sighed quietly.

"Bastard!" Feng Jueyu swears, and turns his eyes to the main battlefield in the direction of Gongling Peak. He is afraid of what will happen. He never imagined that Yin Congfu's counterattack would be so fast, regardless of his past promises. For a moment, Feng Jueyu suddenly realized that he was wrong, a big mistake, he should not have left Wanyue Tiangong in the first place, and let them wash Zhou Nan with blood today.

"Wang Tong, take someone to rest, I'll go over and help..."

"Young master." Feng Jueyu was about to leave when Wang Tong hurriedly stopped him and said, "Young master, Yin Congfu brought a mysterious woman, who is accompanied by an extremely powerful spirit beast and three people whose cultivation level is not inferior to Zhang Shenghuang's." Master, son, please be careful."

"Mysterious woman?" Duan Lie had heard from Lu Agui before that Yin Congfu had invited strong reinforcements from somewhere, but he did not expect to be so strong that the mysterious woman brought three masters who were no match for Zhang Yuanze. , What is the cultivation level of this woman.

At this moment, Wen Songren and others also rushed to Jinlan Peak, seeing the tragic scene of corpses strewn all over the mountains, they all frowned in unison.

"Brother Feng, these people..."

Before Wen Songren finished speaking, Feng Jueyu interrupted him with an angry wave of his hand, pointing to nearly a hundred warriors from the Wanyue Heavenly Palace under Jinlan Peak, and said in a hateful voice: "Brother Wen, see those people wearing white robes and long gowns embroidered with swords People don't..."

"I see." Wen Songren nodded abruptly, already understanding Feng Jueyu's meaning in his heart.

"Not one left." Feng Jueyu's eyes shot out a vicious light.

Wen Songren's expression was unmoved, and he said coldly: "Tao Jiang, Lian Shan, Xiu Hai, did you hear what Brother Feng said?"

The three of Tao Jiang were originally obedient to Wen Songren. Hearing Wen Songren's order, the three of them rushed out without even thinking about it. There was a bloody storm.

The strength of these three people is no longer inferior to that of Zhang Yuanze and Yu Wenchen, and they are equipped with the supernatural power of Qinglian Fire Spirit Art that can be used at will. The sound of the sound, within dozens of breaths, all the disciples of Wanyue Tiangong under Jinlan Peak were killed.

Seeing these three people go away and return quickly like a flood of beasts, Wang Tong and the others were all frightened to death, unable to imagine who the three guys brought by the young master were.

But no matter who it is, if the young master is back, then Zhou Nanjing will be saved.

Standing in front of Feng Jueyu, no one spoke, feeling the killing intent pervading from Killer Feng, Wang Tong cleverly gathered everyone together, waiting for Young Master Feng's order to counterattack.

Sure enough, Feng Jueyu didn't keep them waiting for too long. After a while, Feng Jueyu uttered a long cry: "Disciple Zhou Nan obeys the order and seals Zhou Nanjing for me. No one who kills him will be left behind."