However, when Feng Yunyang resisted the annihilation power pouring from the kettle, another terrifying aura came to him.

The person who came to Tu Wanfang was wearing the costumes of the elder of the Dark Night Holy Land!

"The wind and clouds are rising!"

Tu Wanfang saw Feng Yunyang floating above Qingye City, and he frowned slightly. When he left the Dark Night Holy Land, Feng Yunyang was still in the Dark Night Holy Land.

He crossed the Border Mountain and came to the realm where the Holy Land of Daytime is located, and actually saw Feng Yunyang’s figure!

"Slaughter Wanfang!"

Feng Yunyang also shouted Tu Wanfang's name at this moment.

Then, he hurriedly said, "You are here just in time. I don't know where the core true teaching of this daytime holy land has been sent. Now I want to kill me and help me get out of here!"

Tu Wanfang's identity is the core true legend of the Dark Night Holy Land, and Feng Yunyang is an elder of the inner sect, and his status is equivalent to him.

Hearing Feng Yunyang's request for help, Tu Wanfang did not take action, but frowned and asked, "Elder Feng, why are you here?"

As he spoke, a golden light bloomed in his eyes. It was a pair of divine eyes that could see through the illusion. He was a little suspicious of Feng Yunyang's identity, but the other party's aura was exactly the same as Feng Yunyang, as if Feng Yunyang had come here in person.

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Confusion arose from his heart. Tu Wanfang stared at Feng Yunyang and looked carefully. Under the observation of the divine eyes, he did not notice Feng Yunyang's abnormality.

"Tu Wanfang, it would be fine if you don't help me. After coming here, I still watched me with such a look. What do you mean?"

A coldness appeared on Feng Yunyang's face, and murderous intent lingered in his eyes, and he had the determination to directly erase Tu Wanfang in front of him.

"You are not Fengyunyang!"

Tu Wanfang did not see Feng Yunyang's true identity, but the tone of the other party's speech was completely different from the Feng Yunyang he remembered!

"Don't I know if I am Fengyunyang?"

Feng Yunyang stared at Tu Wanfang, and the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger. "The enemy is in front of me, the monks of the Dark Night Holy Land, should unite to the outside world, and internal conflicts are waiting to be resolved in the future."

After a pause, Feng Yunyang stared at Tu Wanfang, "Tu Wanfang, you can't help me get out of trouble just because there is a conflict between you and me!"

The lights hanging from Zhao Yu's kettle seemed powerless, but they imprisoned him in place.

He could not move the formation of Qingye City yet, and another Tu Wanfang arrived next to him.

If Tu Wanfang cannot be pulled into his own camp, he may not have the chance to get rid of the current crisis.

This time, Tu Wanfang did not speak.

He raised his hand and slapped Feng Yunyang with a palm.

In an instant, a shadow of stars lingered in front of him, wrapped in the power of stars and killed Feng Yunyang.

At the same time, Zhao Yu also took action.

She waved the long sword in her hand and instantly rushed to Feng Yunyang's front.

The shadow of death enveloped Feng Yunyang, feeling his current situation, his body suddenly began to collide, and a brutal and desolate aura emanated from him, and the starlight that bound him lost its restraint at this moment.

It seemed as if something was about to rush out of my body.

Boom...

At the same time, Zhao Yu and Tu Wanfang's offensive had already fallen on him, but facing Tu Wanfang's at this time, their offensive had no effect on him at all!

At this moment, a black mist covered the surroundings, obscuring everyone's vision.

Even with the cultivation of Zhao Yu and Tu Wanfang, they cannot see clearly what is brewing in the fog.

But the wild and desolate aura gradually became violent. Then, a heavy breathing sound came out of the fog, and the surrounding space became distorted by this breath.

On the ground, any monks from Qingye City could hardly believe their eyes when they looked at what was happening in front of them.

"Breathing into a stimulus, is this the method of a powerful man in the Heavenly Emperor realm?"

"Just this heavy breathing makes the surrounding space distort. How strong is this person's cultivation?"

"He made the situation in Aoba Castle. What is his purpose in doing this?"

"Maybe it's to devour us? In the eyes of some beings who have practiced evil techniques, all the creatures in this world are nourishment that can be devoured!"

“…”

Qingye City's formation did not continue to operate. With Feng Yunyang's appearance, the formation seemed to have lost its constraints on everyone.

Now in the huge Qingye City, everyone turned their eyes to the sky, feeling the terrifying aura emitted by Feng Yunyang. Some monks with their cultivation level in the Yuanchu Emperor realm only felt that their life fire was swaying.

At the same time, in Qiankun Restaurant, Lin Chen and his group looked at the situation in the sky, and a deep sense of powerlessness emerged in everyone's heart.

"Why do I feel that this storm is extraordinary?"

Zheng Changqing stood behind Lin Chen and said, "Zero13 may be swallowed directly by Feng Yunyang!"

Zero13 is within the range of the formation of Qingye City, and the formation was created by Feng Yunyang. His strength is much higher than Zero13. If he wants to swallow Zero13, Zero13 really has nothing.

There is a way to live!

"Lord, I am suffering from a great crisis now, and I may die! Please ask Zhao Yu to help me!"

At this moment, Zero One San's voice came into Lin Chen's ears.

While Feng Yunyang was not prepared, he directly passed the message to Lin Chen.

It's urgent that he just wants to survive.

But now, he can't even have his own life.

The shadow of death had already shrouded him, and Feng Yunyang enveloped him in the black fog. In the black fog, he felt that his fire of life was swaying quickly!

Upon hearing this, Lin Chen immediately shouted to Zhao Yu: "Senior Sister Zhao, can you save Lingyi San?"

"I try my best!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yu looked in the direction where Lin Chen was.

The two were actually quite a long distance away, but her eyes seemed to have crossed time and space, and she saw Lin Chen.

"Thank you, senior sister!"

Lin Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

Zero13 is the only strong man in his hands who is in the Heavenly Emperor Realm. Currently, in this small world of spirit control, the existence of the first level of the Heavenly Emperor Realm is absolutely useful to him.

If he was allowed to die, it would be a great loss for him.

When Wei Qingqing and others heard Lin Chen's words, they almost couldn't believe their ears.

No one expected that at such a critical moment, Lin Chen would let Zhao Yu save Zero One San!

That was just his slave, who had planted the mark of death together.

Before becoming his slave, this 1013 was his enemy, but for the sake of the 1013, Lin Chen was willing to put down his face and ask Zhao Yu for help. With this kind of heart to protect them, Wei Qingqing and his group were allowed to

Very warm!

They are also Lin Chen's slaves. Now Lin Chen can save this 13th. If they encounter danger in the future, he will not be able to stand by!

Such a person is worth following!

At the same time, a joking voice suddenly came from the dark fog in the sky.

"You want to save people from my hands, don't you understand the situation first?"

The sound seemed to suppress a stream of anger, with a low roar coming from the sound, and another breathtaking power came from the sound, instantly covering everyone.

For a moment, both of them showed panic in their eyes, as if they were facing some great horror!

"Demon Clan?"

Zhao Yu looked at the dark fog in front of her, and her heart became more and more vigilant.

Tu Wanfang said in a heavy voice: "It may also be an evil demon!"

Evil demons and demon races, I heard that in other worlds, are races that are very unfriendly to human races.

Now Tu Wanfang can conclude that the Fengyunyang in front of him is not the Fengyunyang in the Dark Night Holy Land at all.

This person was pretended to be someone else, but I don’t know who pretended to be Feng Yunyang!

At this moment, the dark mist gradually dissipated, and the fear spreading around became stronger and stronger.

Feng Yunyang turned into a spherical monster with more than one hundred tentacles.

After a closer look, there were also pairs of scarlet eyes on the body of this spherical monster, each of which was filled with bloodthirsty and cruelty. The extremely strong desire for destruction was passed from the spherical monster, and whenever you watch it

All living creatures with the spherical monsters felt a great fear enveloped their hearts!

"Lin Chen, you can't watch it!"

Lin Chen, who was watching the battle situation in the sky, suddenly heard the pink voice.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a cool feeling coming from his body, but pink hair had already walked out of the magical space and left spiritual patterns on his body.

It is these spiritual patterns that separate the aura of fear from Feng Yunyang's body.

It was a force that could arouse fear deep in one's heart. Even if he didn't look at Feng Yunyang, the fear in his body spread all around him!

"What kind of monster is this?"

Lin Chen lowered his head and did not look at Feng Yunyang anymore, but the spherical tentacle monster he saw just now made him rack his brains and not find a creature similar to this thing.

Demon clan or demon clan?

The small world of the Spirit is a world created by the human race. It is not surprising that there are demon races, and it is not surprising that there are dragon cultivators, but why do demon races appear?

When Fanmao heard Lin Chen’s doubts, she said in a deep voice: “It should be a puppet!”

After a pause, she said again: "It's not a normal creature, there are traces of spiritual patterns on its body, it's more like a sewn creature. It should be a puppet raised by someone!"

She stared at the spherical monster in the sky, and the fear power emitted from the other party did not pose any threat to her.

Hearing Fanmao’s words, Lin Chen’s heart was already filled with a terrifying wave!

Feng Yunyang's cultivation level is at least the fifth level of the Heavenly Emperor Realm, but if such a creature is just a puppet, what kind of cultivation level will the person who manipulates him behind him have?
To be continued...