Uncrowned Evil Emperor

There is no wind in the empty Tiangong Hall, Ye Mu Hanging Shadow is always nibbling away at the light like a dormant ancient beast, dragging Wanyue Tiangong into a dark corner...

The Tiangong Hall seems to have remained unchanged from the very beginning. The coldness escalates between questions and answers, and murderous intent gradually permeates the narrow space. From the constant roar outside, it can be heard that Wanyue Tiangong is suffering from the biggest catastrophe in 2000 years. The ruthless brilliance of a storm, the colorful rays of the sun lingering frequently on the continuous green hills, bloody killings sprang up, until they stopped outside the palace full of majesty...

It seems that the palace and the mountains form some kind of spatial barrier, one side is chaotic and noisy, but the other side is silent...

The two people in the hall seemed to have never moved. Except for the imperceptible spiritual power left in the air, the cloud and mist slowly dissipated, and there was no trace of the war anymore. The next three breaths seemed like time. They were all still, and when they were broken by a "tick", a bit of vermilion left on the ground seemed to be interpreting what happened in the past three breaths.

"you……"

Yan De's thinking is still very fuzzy, he can't even imagine what happened just now, these years he seldom made a move in the Black Abyss, and he has always practiced with a calm mind, it can be said that his artistic conception is far beyond the realm of Xuan Dao His own shackles are constantly approaching the Divine Dao Realm. With his deep-rooted Lingxu seventh-level peak cultivation base, his artistic conception is far from Ning Yao's. Very serious injury, but it did not affect his performance.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, even if he is injured, he is not comparable to the ordinary Lingxu Qizhong.

But he, this "skinny camel", couldn't learn the traces of the attack from Feng Jueyu's spiritual power. As a result, he believed that even if he was too old and regressed to the point where he could not defeat Feng Jueyu, he would still inflict wounds that were ultimately difficult to repair.

only……

Such an almost idealized idea has nothing to do with reality...

When Feng Jueyu turned into a cloud of mist, Yande unexpectedly found that he could not make a move at all. After more than 200 years of practice, Yande had never felt this way before, and the feeling of being at a loss was deeply engraved in his heart He couldn't wave it away, and by the time he came to his senses, the ending had already been settled...

"Spiritual method..." Bright blood stains overflowed from the corner of Yande's mouth, and dripped onto the light blue gown along the corner of his mouth, as if life was passing by, but he couldn't grasp it.

"Spiritual method, Wujian!" Feng Jueyu stood at the original position with his head held high, as if he had never left that place.

Repeatedly affirming Yande's conjecture, without any sign of concealment, made Yande laugh in despair.

"Fog turns into water. I didn't expect that you not only possess the divine power of the Fire Spiritual Art, but also possess the origin of the Water Element. Self-cultivation of the Spiritual Art, self-cultivation of the Spiritual Art, I am old and defeated."

In desperation, Yan De no longer had any thoughts of resistance. Just like every word he had said to Ning Yao, the power of self-cultivation spiritual law is far from being comparable to that of inherited spiritual law, and he has been studying spiritual power all his life The power of the law, the spiritual law of the original creation, I dare not even think about it, how could I think that the young man in front of me actually mastered the secret of the spiritual law.

Feng Jueyu looked at Yande coldly, ignoring his emotion, and now, he has no interest in asking any more, because Yande is bound to die.

It's obviously a fool's dream to come from a dying mouth, looking at Yan De with narrowed eyes, Feng Jueyu said: "It seems that I will ask you no matter what, then I will find it myself .”

Yan De's gums were bleeding, and he suddenly said grimly: "Look for them, you will never find them, and when they come back, it will be your death, Feng Jueyu."

"I don't need to worry about this." Feng Jueyu sighed quietly, turned around and left without hesitation, and did not move a finger until he left.

Because he knows that a person without a heart cannot survive...

When leaving the Tiangong Hall, the breath of life behind him finally disappeared. Breathing the cool air brought by the evening wind, Feng Jueyu didn't feel relieved in the slightest. Consciousness was constantly passing by, he sighed heavily, and his Qiyun Dantian let out a long howl that resounded through the sky...

The whistling sound rose straight into the clouds, dispelling the gloomy clouds and mist in the sky. The next moment, masters with superb cultivation came from all directions.

"Brother Feng, what's the matter?"

The leaders were Zhang Yuanze and Yu Wenchen. The two of them accompanied Zhou Nan's army of warriors and rushed all the way from the ancient city of Wanyue to Tiangong Mountain. They washed Qianhong Mountain with blood in less than half an hour. Wanyue Tiangong has existed in name only...

Zhang Yuanze's eyes were full of excitement, he couldn't wait to know the result of Feng Jueyu's trip, and his gaze was constantly cast behind him, which was like a palace that had been dormant on the periphery of Hongtu for nearly 2000 years.

Feng Jueyu shook his head sadly: "We are late, Ning Yao and Yin Congfu have already left."

"Run away?" Yu Wenchen opened his mouth unexpectedly, unable to believe that such a thing would happen to Wan Yue Tiangong.

Murderer Luo held the blood scythe with fierce and surging murderous intent, and said simply and decisively: "I will lead people to chase after it."

"Forget it." Zhang Yuanze sighed annoyedly, stopped Luo Ji and said, "Since they want to leave, no one can catch up with them except Brother Feng, besides, they must have been walking for a while."

Xu Ningzhong walked over and said in a deep voice, "Holy Emperor, Yande, Ning Yao and Yin Congfu escaped this time, and a comeback is bound to be brewing. We have to be careful."

After Feng Jueyu nodded, he corrected: "Ning Yao and Yin Congfu left, but Yan De did not."

"What about Yande?" Zhang Yuanze's face changed slightly. After all, Yande brought Zhang Yuanze and others a lot of pressure. Hearing that Yande was still there, everyone's hearts suddenly became tense.

Feng Jueyu smiled speechlessly when he saw his face turned pale when he talked like this, and said, "Yande is dead."

"died?"

Everyone was stunned immediately. Feng Jueyu said such a thing in an understatement way, which is really unbelievable. Who is Yande, the master of Fairy Danhua, who once knocked Feng Jue back with a palm in Zhou Nanjing? Yu's character, he actually died?

"How did you die?" Yu Wenchen asked in surprise.

Zhang Yuanze looked at Feng Jueyu many times in astonishment, and suddenly realized after a while, his heart stirred like a raging fire for a moment before he laughed and said, "Brother Yuwen, do you still need to ask? Of course it was Brother Feng's doing, haha, I didn't expect that." Ah, I didn't expect that a character like Yan De would die in the hands of Brother Feng, who else is the opponent of Brother Feng outside this grand plan, just Ning Yao and Yin Congfu, let's go."

Yu Wenchen nodded slightly, but the shock in his heart did not completely pass away. Although Feng Jueyu came one step ahead of them, it was only a small step faster than them. This small step may not have been half an hour. In time, Feng Jueyu managed to unscathed the masters who had made their mark on the periphery of the Great World a hundred years ago without any injuries. This kind of strength was simply unimaginable.

Xu Ningzhong and Luo Ji also showed expressions of joy and joy. When they heard that Yan De was dead, the heavy burden on their hearts was finally relieved. Xu Ningzhong asked: "Holy Emperor, should these disciples of Wanyue Tiangong How to deal with it?"

Yes, although Yande is dead, Wanyue Heavenly Palace is still there. As the saying goes, the grass will not be eradicated, and the spring breeze will regenerate. If one day the ashes revive, it will be another disaster for Zhou Nan.

It's just that Feng Jueyu's hatred was based on Xiang Donghe's Wanyue Tiangong. Even though there were frequent revenges later, the main characters died and fled in the end. If they angered the innocent disciples of Tiangong because of this, What is the difference between myself and the bloody executioner.

What's more, they were betrayed by Yan De without realizing it, which is really pitiful enough.

Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu closed his eyes in relief, and waved his hands heavily: "That's the end of it, as long as they leave Wanyue Tiangong and don't call themselves Tiangong disciples in the future, don't embarrass them."

In fact, they are not the devils who kill without batting an eyelid. It is inevitable that the two major forces will sacrifice and lose, but after the leader is executed, they have no expectation of continuing to kill. If they continue, they may be accused by others. Ferocity beyond measure.

Feng Jueyu's solution is the best way to solve the problem. Disbanding the Wanyue Heavenly Palace and preventing their resurgence will not only protect the safety of Zhou Nan, the Sea Clan, and the Spirit Clan, but also stop this endless dispute.

"I'll take care of this." Zhang Yuanze volunteered to rise and fall on the highest peak of Tiangong Mountain. With a movement of his body, he turned into a big chapter of himself. The Tiangong Hall crushed the powder with a bang.

"People of Wanyue Tiangong listen up, your suzerain elder Yande is dead. Starting today, Wanyue Tiangong will be removed from the periphery of Hongtu, and you can no longer appear in the territory of Wanyue Tiangong. Get lost..."

Wanyue Tiangong has no good players at this time. Even if the elders of Qianhong Mountain are still alive, without Yan De, Ning Yao, and Yin Congfu, there is no doubt that they will fight against the headless snake. Constantly, they were already bored. They thought they would die, but when they heard that Zhang Yuanze intentionally let them go, they lost all intention of fighting. Tens of thousands of warriors fled in all directions...

The glorious Wanyue Heavenly Palace in the past has been turned into an empty pool except for the ancient city in the hinterland. Since then, Wanyue Heavenly Palace has been removed from the Martial Arts outside Hongtu...