Urban Witcher

Si Ming Xingjun sits among the flowers, and the flowers are constantly opening and closing, releasing powerful spiritual power, which also rises upwards, and then condenses and turns into stars. Starlight, intertwined and consumed with the dark breath.

Both of them didn't move for a long time, but only they knew that there was a life-and-death battle between them, and the intensity was no less than that of any group on the mountain.

The energy generated by the confrontation between the two affected the flow of breath in the vicinity. Within a radius of ten miles, all the insects and animals that could walk escaped, and those that could not escape also died in the mud. In this forest, there was originally a nest of weasels who were tacitly approved by Longhu Mountain and practiced spiritual energy on the mountain. The change of breath made it too late to run, and was directly swept away by the aftermath and turned into an unjust dead ghost.

Many spiritual beings who were practicing nearby came to watch the excitement, but they were forced to be dozens of miles away, and they couldn't even enter the forest.

In the eyes of these low-level goblins and evil spirits, this duel is undoubtedly a fight between gods and gods. They are afraid of being harmed, but they are unwilling to leave. Their cultivation base determines how far they can go. Everyone was looking forward, and some people went to call for friends, and there were constantly creatures coming nearby to watch the battle.

"Daofeng, is it really Daofeng?" A white-bearded hedgehog came just now, but the strong wind hit him, causing him pain all over his body. He couldn't go any further, and looked forward excitedly.

There are many creatures like him who came here especially for fame, and they are all asking about the situation of the battle from the creatures who came first.

There are also many evil cultivators coming, and those who are cultivating are far away from them, but the evil cultivators said that they will not fight today and watch the battle together.

"The one on the mountain is Ye Shaoyang, and the one in the forest below is Daofeng!"

Some people who know it are proudly sharing science with everyone, and then discuss it together. There are refined birds that can fly to the sky, try their best to fly to the highest point, and risk passing by the top of the mountain, constantly bringing back the latest information.

"That's Ming Xingjun, the god on Xuanyuan Mountain!" Someone was worried about Daofeng.

"Daofeng will definitely win!" A big black man clenched his fists and said firmly.

A toad spirit next to him said: "Don't be so absolute, this Ming Xingjun is a god in the sky, and the younger brother of Yasheng Zhuangzi back then!"

"Damn it, no one's junior is useless! Daofeng will definitely win!"

"Who are you scolding!" Toad Jing just rolled his eyes when he was grabbed by the neck by a big black man. Just as Toad Jing was about to struggle, several big men rushed up from the side and stared at him. green.

"It turns out to be Lord Red Death Demon, disrespect and disrespect!" Toad Jing hurriedly bowed. There are a huge number of spiritual beings in the world, but they are not well known to humans, even the magic world does not know much about them.

They can be regarded as the bottom society of the practice world. In this society, there are two factions of good and evil, and they are constantly fighting. Local practice, strong strength - for the lowest level of evil, the nearby evil would not dare to offend them. So the toad spirit hurriedly begged for mercy.

"The Great God Daofeng is invincible, you'd better remember it!" the Red Death Demon said to the Toad Spirit angrily.

Toad Jing nodded repeatedly before being let go.

Everyone started discussing again, no matter they are cultivators or evil cultivators, they absolutely support Daofeng. Most of them have never met Daofeng and Ye Shaoyang, but they have heard their names. Both the righteous and the evil admire them very much. It's like ordinary people's worship of a high-ranking figure.

Their deeds were widely circulated, and even became the belief of many living beings.

"You don't believe in miracles?" Daofeng continued to practice, and said to Si Ming Xingjun in his spiritual consciousness.

"I believe in strength..."

Si Ming Xingjun said, "Even though I have no malice towards you human beings, the depth of Xuanyuan Mountain is not what you think. You chose the mountain gate of Beidou Temple, but Beidou Temple is just a sect that has just entered Xuanyuan Mountain. .”

Daofeng smiled lightly, "But you can't beat me now."

"You are Tsing Yi, you are not a human mage."

"I am. This life is a mystery in my womb. I forget everything. Even if I think about it, I start from the beginning. What I learned is the magic of the world, and I can represent the world."

Si Ming Xingjun remained silent.

"Can you answer a question for me?" After a while, Daofeng asked.

Si Ming Xingjun didn't make a sound, it was a tacit consent.

"God Xuanyuan, where is it now?"

Half a day of silence.

"It's confidential, I can't answer."

Daofeng said: "God Xuanyuan, doesn't exist anymore."

Si Ming Xingjun was startled, "How did you know?"

"It was only recently that I heard that several emperors, after the Great Desolation War, agreed with each other to smash the primordial spirit together and nourish the heaven and the earth, so that there would be such ample aura in the three realms for the souls to practice. I thought it was just It was rumored that after seeing that Dong Huangtai only had one bell left, and Dong Yue Great had only one Wang Zhenyuan left, I suspected it was true. You are the head of the seven elders and Xuanyuan's direct disciple. Others may not know it, but You should know the truth."

After another long silence, Si Ming Xingjun asked, "Tell me, what is your ultimate goal?"

"Break into Taiyin Mountain and kill Wuji Ghost King."

"You...can't do it."

"How do you know if you don't try?"

After a pause, Daofeng continued, "I never persuade others, but today I would like to advise you. There is no deep hatred between the human world and Xuanyuan Mountain. Why do you have to take down the human world?"

Si Ming Xingjun said: "The world is weak, and under the catastrophe, there is no way to protect itself."

"Ridiculous. You can't even beat me."

"Tsing Yi, you are not a mage in the world. Neither you nor I are the protagonists of this battle. Your junior brother is a god of Taoism in the world. If Xingyue Slave killed him, what hope is there in the world?"

"The battle is not over yet, don't speak nonsense."

Si Ming Xingjun chuckled and said, "I told you, there will be no miracles."

"If so?"

Daofeng said: "How about you and I make a bet, if Shaoyang wins, you answer a few questions for me. If Shaoyang loses... I don't care what you do in the future."

"It's a bet that you must lose, why fight?" Si Ming Xingjun's tone was full of interest.

"Are you afraid of losing?"

"Okay, I promise you."

The two stopped their actions by coincidence—they had discovered long ago that there was nothing they could do to both sides. Up until now, it was hard to say who was stronger, but the other could at least get out of the way.

The purpose of the two is to hold each other back and not let the other go to the mountain to support them. After a fight, they found that no one can stop the other, and they both tested the strength of the other side, so there is no need to waste their strength to continue the fight.

(End of this chapter)——