Prehistoric Rebellion

Chapter 108: Crystal Duo is Captured!

"We've been discovered!" The little monk was taken aback, but he didn't panic. Seeing that the fist was approaching, he made a seal with both hands and shouted, "Come on!"

A halo appeared in front of him, blocking the punch.The little monk had a serious face, clasped his palms together and then spread out, transforming into thousands of palm shadows and bombarding the sneak attacker.

"Great Mercy and Great Compassion Qianye Hand!" Feng Wubing's heart lit up, "One of Shaolin's 72 unique skills! It seems that his previous life is not ordinary. Not only does he possess the nine-character mantra of the Yellow Sect, but he also masters the unique skills of the Qing Sect!"

Yu Tian and the three were discussing secretly in the room, but the old man suddenly looked serious, interrupted their conversation with a wave of his hand, and gestured to the two of them for someone to approach.

The two were taken aback, Yu Tian already had a heavenly level of cultivation, after careful inspection, he found out that someone had approached outside the room, and immediately shot out angrily, vowing to kill the eavesdropper in one fell swoop.Unexpectedly, the man saw that although he was young, he not only blocked his own attack easily, but also had a strange kung fu, he actually turned into thousands of palm shadows and slapped him. It contains supreme power, as if trapped in a whirlpool, unable to extricate itself!

Yu Tian let out a low growl, his fists were like the wind, resisting the shadows of palms bombarding him from all directions, he was hit by a few palms from time to time, and suffered minor injuries.

Feng Wubing showed a slight smile, Yu Tian is a newly-promoted heaven-level warrior, not only can't compare with the young monk in terms of skill, but also difficult to compare in moves, even if he is at the same level as the young monk, judging from the current battle situation , he definitely won't last long.

"Where is the thief, dare to break into my mansion?" An old man's angry shout came from the room, the old man's hands were clawed, his figure was like an eagle, and he rushed towards the young monk.

The little monk turned pale with fright. This is a real peak warrior of the heavenly level, not something he can resist at the beginning of the heavenly level. With his cultivation base, he is not weak in fighting against warriors of the same level. Mid-level warriors of the upper heaven level can also rely on Buddhist unique skills to win the battle, but once they meet the warriors of the peak level of the heaven level, they will seem a little powerless, and this is not counting Yu Tian's frequent sneak attacks!

Just a face to face, the little monk was repelled by an eagle claw, and he hurriedly shouted: "If you don't do it, I'm going to see the Buddha!"

"What? There are still people!" The old man and Yu Tian were shocked, and they were waiting to search when suddenly a wave of evil spirit approached.

"Seal of Silence!" Feng Wubing pinched the seal with his hands, his body was like a mountain, his body was like a mountain, with his hands and feet, a mighty power descended from the sky, as if destroying the sky and destroying the earth, instantly locking onto the old man and Yu Tian.

The old man and Yu Tianzuo were not on guard, their minds were seized immediately, their whole bodies seemed to be squeezed by infinite pressure, one couldn't stand steadily, fell to the ground, spurted a mouthful of blood at the same time, and was seriously injured in an instant.

"The seal of silence, this is the seal of silence!" The old man turned pale with shock, he looked at Feng Wubing who was slowly approaching from the darkness, his eyes were complicated and difficult to understand.

The young gentleman inside came out upon hearing the sound, seeing that the old man and Yu Tianjin were both injured, he was shocked but not at a loss, he said to Feng Wubing and the young monk in a concentrated voice: "I don't know why the two of you came here, Feng asked himself I haven't seen you two before!"

His surname is also Feng?The little monk had a strange expression on his face, he looked at the young master, and then at Feng Wubing, until he found a clue from the appearance of the two of them, he showed a clear look.

A sharp gaze swept over him, and the little monk choked in his heart, and immediately closed his mouth that was about to open, and murmured in his heart: "I almost violated the taboo of this evil star, it's better to talk less!"

Feng Wubing withdrew his warning gaze, stared at the young master in front of him for a moment, and said with a blank expression: "Hand over what you have in your hand, or die!"

The word "death" was pronounced extremely heavily, and the killing intent in it was clearly revealed.Before the young master could speak, the old man trembled. He hurriedly stood up to protect the young master, and said in a shy voice, "Your Highness, he is your brother from the same country. I hope you will be merciful!"

dear brother!
Like a bolt from the blue falling on everyone's ears, the young gentleman was at a loss, Yu Tian's eyes widened, the old man was bitter, and the little monk was relieved!

Only Feng Wubing still had an indifferent expression, he said word by word: "I'll say it again, hand over what you have in your hand, don't test my patience!"

A shocking murderous aura erupted from Feng Wubing's body, covering the sky above the heads of the three of them. Feng Wubing approached step by step, and he had already sacrificed the killing sword in his hand. He pointed at the old man with awe-inspiring killing intent!
The old man was full of bitterness, he knelt down heavily, and burst into tears: "Your Highness, all this is the fault of this old slave. The old slave shouldn't have left His Highness in the palace, and let His Highness suffer all kinds of torture and humiliation, but this old slave has no choice but to Yes! In the past 16 years, every time I think of Your Highness, I feel pain in my heart. But I can’t help it. This is His Majesty’s will. I know that His Highness hates this old slave. I saw it when I left 16 years ago. The old servant does not ask His Highness for forgiveness, but only asks His Highness to let the Sixth Prince go because he is the younger brother of His Highness's mother's compatriots!"

Speaking of this, everyone basically understood the whole story, and the little monk thought of the rumors about Feng Wubing these years, and secretly sighed.

The sixth prince was in a turbulent mood, his blood was boiling, and he wanted to say something, but just as the words came out of his mouth, he couldn't say anything!

Feng Wubing stretched out his palm and remained silent.

The old man sighed softly, looked at the indifferent Feng Wubing in front of him, knew that he hated him deeply, smiled sadly, took the wooden box from the sixth prince, and threw it into Feng Wubing's hands with trembling hands.

Feng Wubing got the wooden box, no longer looked at the two of them, turned around and left quickly.

The little monk sighed, bowed to the three people in the courtyard, and followed Feng Wubing's footsteps and disappeared into the vast night.

The elder brother staggered, but luckily the sixth prince had sharp eyes and hurried to support him.

The old man burst into tears, tightly grasping the sixth prince's hands, and kept whispering in his mouth: "It's all my fault, all of this is my fault, I should have brought him out at the beginning, but now it's all my fault!"

The sixth prince calmed down the blood in his body, and he said in relief: "Boss, you are right, I can see that you have often missed Brother Huang over the years, it's just God's fault!"

"Hey..." The old man let out a long sigh, feeling unspeakably lonely, he staggered out towards his room alone, his back was hunched, and there was still a trace of the demeanor of a peak warrior at the heaven level, in the eyes of the sixth prince, the young man at this moment The old man is like an old man who is dying at the end of his life!
On a tall building not far from the mansion, Feng Wubing quietly looked into the depths of the mansion, silent.

The little monk quietly stood behind him, looked at the mansion with him, and said softly: "Compared with the wind benefactor, the little monk is much happier!"

It's no wonder he sighed this way, although the Yunlan Kingdom and the Dajing Dynasty couldn't be compared, but he was loved by thousands of people since he was born, which is really better than Feng Wubing countless.

"Let's go, the matter is over. Before those who covet the god-level Yuanjing find out, let's leave the central capital and share it again!" Feng Wubing jumped down from the tall building and galloped towards the south gate.

The little monk was also overjoyed, he hurriedly chased after Feng Wubing and left.

A hundred miles south of the Central Capital, Feng Wubing Yujian led the young monk into a valley.At this time, the sky was still not bright, Feng Wubing took out the wooden box, opened it, and a burst of colorful rays of light radiated from it.

The two of them looked at it, and there was a colorful spar the size of a fist lying quietly in the box, emitting a soft gleam, which was extremely charming.

Feng Wubing took out the god-level crystal, his eyes were piercing in the dark night, and he said to the young monk who had the same eyes, "Unexpectedly, we finally got the god-level crystal. For this piece of god-level crystal I almost lost my life, and now that I think about it, I don’t know if it’s worth it or not.”

The little monk took a deep breath, and his voice trembled a little: "It's really worth it, god-level Yuanjing! Although you and I share equally, the vitality inside is enough to improve our cultivation base, let alone The rare experience left by a god-level master in his life, now with it we have to avoid a lot of detours!"

Feng Wubing stared at the little monk with strange eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you now and enjoy the god-level Yuanjing all to yourself?"

Accompanied by his words, a gust of sinister wind suddenly blew on the young monk's forehead. The young monk couldn't help but shuddered, but he said very calmly: "The little monk has practiced his heart-connection since he was a child. Good and evil. The wind benefactor has no intention of killing the little monk, and his tone is sincere, the little monk is confident that he has not misjudged the person!"

Feng Wubing was taken aback when he heard the words, he stared at the little monk frantically, as if looking at a beautiful woman who had taken off her clothes, and it made the little monk feel unnatural.

"You mean you can understand other people's minds! Unexpectedly, you have successfully cultivated this kind of supernatural power!" Feng Wubing sighed, this is a supernatural power that is even more difficult to cultivate than Tianyan clairvoyance, and he did not expect it to be cultivated by the young monk.

The little monk became modest: "There is still a long way to go! I have practiced this supernatural power for ten years, and so far I have only achieved a small success. Not to mention warrior monks with strong spiritual power, it is difficult for mere ordinary people to read their thoughts."

Feng Wubing laughed and said: "Don't be modest, as long as you have a strong skill in the future, you will be able to find out what other people think one day."

The little monk smiled, which was a tacit consent.

A warning sign of extreme danger suddenly rose from his heart, Feng Wubing was taken aback, he quickly raised his sky eye and looked around.Suddenly, there was a strong fluctuation in the air far to the north.

The warning sign in Feng Wubing's heart was even stronger, he raised his eyebrows coldly, and suddenly grabbed the little monk, sacrificed the killing sword, turned into a streamer, and flew towards the south at high speed.

"What happened?" Seeing Feng Wubing's gloomy face, the little monk hurriedly asked with a sudden shock in his heart.

Feng Wubing said in a deep voice: "Someone is chasing you!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of strange laughter in the ears of the two of them, the laughter was piercing, piercing to the heart.

Feng Wubing might as well notice it, his body trembled, and he paused in the air.When they looked again, an old man with long eyebrows appeared in front of the two of them at some point, with a blood-red beard hanging down, very strange!

Feng Wubing was terrified in his heart, before the person in front of him made a move, just a burst of laughter controlled his actions, making him feel frustrated that he had nowhere to use his strength.

The old man didn't wait for the two to speak, he opened his mouth and said: "You two little fellows took away the god-level Yuanjing and ruined our major event. What should we do?"

The old man looked down in thought.

However, Feng Wubing and the little monk didn't dare to make any changes. They looked at each other, they both saw each other's helplessness, there was no way, the strength gap between the two was too great.

The old man stared at Feng Wubing with shining eyes, and he said hesitantly: "You are very good, little baby, you can detect the arrival of this seat in advance, it's a pity that you don't have a spiritual root, otherwise your achievements in the future will be limitless."

After a pause, the old man looked at the young monk again and said: "You are not bad, you have such cultivation at such a young age, and what is even more rare is that you have spiritual roots. Breaking through the innate hope, even this seat was moved to love talents. It's just that you snatched the god-level crystal today, which made our plan deviate, so now, this seat will take the two of you back, let the superior Respect the verdict!"

After the old man finished speaking, he stretched out his white palm, and controlled Feng Wubing and the little monk with a single control. No matter how hard they struggled, they couldn't break free from his shackles.

"Don't struggle, you are just wasting your energy and doing useless work. You should be obedient and follow me back, or you will anger me, don't blame me for being ruthless!" The indifferent voice came to the ears of the two In the middle, the two finally stopped struggling. Although they didn't dare to resist, they made eye contact with each other.

The old man flew with the two of them all the way without showing signs of exhaustion. In just a moment, the three of them could see the lights of Zhongdu.

However, the old man did not stop at Zhongdu, but took the two of them flying over Zhongdu, and flew north for another cup of tea before landing in a mountain forest.

Under the dubious gazes of the two, the old man waved his hand towards a big tree and made a hand formula. A white light shot from his hand onto the big tree, and a light door suddenly appeared half a foot in front of the big tree.

The old man looked at the surprised eyes of Feng Wubing and the two, and said calmly: "Let's go."

The two had no choice but to be attracted to the light gate by a strong traction force. They felt a blur in front of their eyes, and after a moment of dizziness, what appeared in front of their eyes was a magnificent palace.

The main hall is magnificent and vast, with white jade as the ground and spar pavement, shining charming colors under the night sky, and even bits and pieces of fluorescent lights flying over the main hall, solemn and solemn.

where is this place?
A trace of doubt flashed in Feng Wubing's heart, but he remained calm in his heart: "I have crossed over from my previous life, and I can be said to be a human being in two lifetimes. I have forged my tenacious will in Dajing's palace. No matter what happens to me, Keep calm at all times, since he brought me back here, he is definitely not in a hurry to kill me, I will see how he acts, and then make a decision!"

The old man turned around, stretched out his palm and said, "Boy, hand over your things."

Feng Wubing took out the wooden box without hesitation, and threw it into the hands of the old man.

The old man glanced at him appreciatively, took out the god-level crystal, and after checking it was correct, he said to Feng Wubing: "Boy, if you have any questions, please ask quickly, otherwise you won't have a chance later!"

Feng Wubing's heart skipped a beat, and a bad feeling came to his heart. He suppressed the sudden irritability in his heart, and said provocatively, "Will you tell me what's going on?"

But the old man smiled mysteriously, with an indescribably gloomy expression, and said, "Why don't I tell you..."

"Wait!" Feng Wubing suddenly interrupted the old man's words, pointing to the young monk next to him and said, "Please let him go before you tell me the truth!"

The old man was slightly taken aback, he never thought that Feng Wubing would make such a request.

The little monk became anxious, and just as he was about to say something, Feng Wubing held down his shoulders with such heavy force that he couldn't move, only a pair of round and thin eyes shone anxiously under his fat face.

Feng Wubing said solemnly: "Listen to me, since I entered here until now, I'm pretty sure that this old guy has plans for me, I don't want to involve you, it will bring you a fatal disaster , if you are doing it for my own good, then seize the opportunity to leave here and run as far away as possible!"

The words that came out absolutely, without any scruples about the old man with a livid face, knocked into the little monk's heart word by word, making him burst into tears.

Feng Wubing looked at the old man calmly, and said proudly: "I don't know what your plans are for me, but you must let him go!"

The old man's expression changed rapidly, and he laughed in an instant, he stared at the little monk gloomyly and said to Feng Wubing: "Okay, I didn't expect you to be so young, not only know the current affairs, but also have a clear mind, and dare to speak to the old man." The condition is worthy of a generation! The old man promises you, let him go, give him one hour to escape, if he can escape the old man's pursuit after one hour, the old man will no longer care about him!"

(End of this chapter)