Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 2214
One finger.

At a glance.

One of the eight ancient sects under the Heavenly Court, the Dao of the World Venerable, together with a piece of starry sky above his head, was erased like this.

It was erased silently, and even the countless Buddha cultivators who had been neighbors with the World Honored One for countless years did not feel the slightest movement.

The great powers at the scene also did not feel it.

But sadly, they saw it with their own eyes.

Because Lu Feng's glance also erased billions of miles of space between this place and the North Territory.

Although Lu Feng, who came to the second God Realm, is only a mere clone.

Words such as creepy and out of spirits are completely unable to describe their mood at the moment.

They just subconsciously engraved this experience in their souls, even after going through thousands of reincarnations, they can't disappear.

But to Lu Feng, it was no different from farting.

So he destroyed the sight of the World Honored One, and swept Huang Er again.

"Tell me about him."

After the word was finished, the glanced eyes fell on Xie Tian again.

"Yes, I, as soon as I went down to the realm, I saw the young master, the young master is..."

Huang Er's intermittent voice sounded, telling Lu Feng and all the powerful people present about Xietian's past.

Lu Feng was very distracted, but he was all looking at his nephew.

Nephew is very strange.

He was so unfamiliar that he didn't believe that this young man who was walking could be the young master of the Lu family.

The Hongmeng Vientiane Body, one of the three great Dao bodies in ancient times.

The most outstanding blood of the Lu family.

Look down on the arrogance of the prehistoric.

The domineering prestige of the ancient times.

Heaven's favor.

……

Everything has changed, or even disappeared.

Fortunately, the intimacy between relatives still exists.

"Feiyang, it's really you..."

But even so, he still couldn't see through Xie Tian.

This is impossible.

"Sure enough, there is a great emperor..."

The Lu family had already guessed this point, but he had confirmed it the first time he saw Xie Tian.

But as long as Lu Feiyang is still alive, as calm as him, he will not be anxious at all, so he has the time to destroy the World Honored One, and then pay attention to his nephew.

The strangeness and monotony that overflowed from the nephew's whole body, under Huang Er's incomplete introduction, gradually improved...

But after detailing, Lu Feng found that his nephew was even stranger.

Kyushu border.

Three Thousand Realms.

fairyland.

Xie Tian, ​​who was shaped in three different places, and Lu Feiyang, the young master of the Lu family, are fundamentally different.

"Finished?"

Except for Huang Er, who dared not say the four words of the heir of the evil emperor, bent so much that his head almost fell to the ground, he stammered: "I, that's all I know, that's all..."

"What about you?"

Seeing Lu Feng questioning himself, Xiang Fu replaced Huang Er as the storyteller.

Xiang Fu knew less and couldn't say more in public.

But this does not affect his blockbuster.

"Sir, young master, he is the yin and yang sect, he fought against the Dao ancestor and killed the Dao soldiers, and now he is being hunted down by the genocide war launched by the enemies of the Wenqing Palace and Wuliangxie!"

Before the words were finished, Ji Yu Ji Wu, and the ancestor of the Chou family looked at their respective places in despair.

Dead.

Damn too.

Damn so much that they couldn't even force themselves to feel a sliver of remorse.

however……

Lu Feng didn't ask the little brat.

The little boy didn't point the way either.

For a long time, it was the same.

The ancestor of the dragon clan seemed to understand this scene, and the eternal respect for a certain family in his heart was born at this moment.

"Fighting is fine, conspiracy is not."

What kind of genocide can Lu Feng tolerate, even if these four ugly words fall on Lu Feiyang's head.

But for Lu Feiyang's conspiracy, even if it is a force that the Lu family doesn't even bother to look at, he will not hesitate to take action without mercy.

Xiang Fu's narration will soon end.

"Before you said that you had dealt with him?"

Lu Feng didn't look at Ao Kai, and Ao Kai knew that the other party's words were speaking to him.

He immediately replied humbly: "Reporting to Senior Lu Feng, the young master entered the Dragon Tomb and was recognized by the little dragon. He didn't dare to disturb him, so he could only let Long Teng Jiuxiao let him practice, and by the way protect him temporarily..."

As soon as these words came out, the souls of the ancient gods who were flying out of the sky swished back to their bodies.

Returning from their souls, they glanced at Ao Kai.

Sight is like a knife.

But Lu Feng was in front, his gaze didn't dare to be like a knife, he could only turn into a knife intent, carrying the monstrous resentment you bastard why didn't you say earlier, wanting to chop the traitor Ao Kai into meat paste.

"But..." Ao Ji hesitated to speak.

Lu Feng calmly said, "But what?"

"When the young master crossed the source-peeping tribulation before, it seemed..."

"Ah."

Needless to say, just a few words can make Lu Feng grasp the key point.

"When Feiyang was born, it was equivalent to the state of seeing the source..."

"When he crosses the tribulation of looking into the source, he will definitely think of his previous life..."

"Remembering the previous life...someone erased his memory..."

"Thinking of his previous life, he didn't come back..."

……

After being silent for a long time, Lu Feng thought of something that made his heart ache.

"He's still hating."

The unspoken words made his heart ache, but also made him frown.

"Feiyang, you are good at everything, but you are wrong and don't know how to repent..."

But it's just the little things.

The big thing is that the young master of the Lu family is still alive.

The big thing is that Lu Feiyang, who was supposed to live a second life in the Lu family and continue to look down on the world in this life, had the divine source that wrapped him up stolen.

The big thing is that even if Lu Feiyang's dao body is destroyed, why is his bloodline also destroyed, and even his memory may be erased.

……

There are many important matters that could not be brought up because of Lu Feiyang's disappearance in the past, but now, it is very necessary to mention them, and it has become the most urgent thing that the Lu family wants to know and then solve.

Lu Feng, who was thinking about big things, stopped talking, and the Yin Yang Sect was completely silent.

Silence is the most suitable atmosphere for thinking about big things, so whether it is a human or a beast, everyone is thinking about big things.

"Lu family, young master..."

Feng Yu, whose soul wandered above the Nine Heavens for a long time, finally regained some consciousness.

This little bit of awareness was enough to make him feel as if he was chewing on a bear's gallbladder, suffering so much that it couldn't be more painful.

"If I had known earlier..."

If he had known earlier, he felt that even if he risked his life to mediate between Xie Tian and his enemies...

No.

wrong.

"Mediatement fart, I dare to turn against the water and destroy the enemy..."

At this time, Feng Yu realized that he could play a more important role in this matter and exert greater power.

He fell into monstrous regret for his perfunctory.

But when he heard Lu Feng vomit blood that he couldn't help but face to face, he realized that he was not the one who regretted it the most.

And it does.

"After all, the master of this old man is..., there is no need to hug the Lu family's thigh..."

And the real man who dared to vomit blood in front of Lu Feng was Fan Li.

Not to mention how important a role he can play in this matter, and how much power he can exert...

Just compared to the degree of regret after confirming that Xiang Fu was able to alarm the existence of the Lu family before his arrival, he thought that he had the most qualified person under Nine Heavens to spit out this chagrin blood, not one of them.

(End of this chapter)