After flying out of the abyss, the God of Death just appeared. His ghostly movement skills shocked Yu Zongjun again. However, the God of Killing never liked to talk and did not speak. Yu Zongjun did not dare to follow Feng Jueyu.

Who exactly is this person, but he can feel that this person's aura is somewhat different.

Naturally, he had to rush out after leaving the house. Feng Jueyu originally wanted Yu Zongjun to rest for a while, but Yu Zongjun said that he was afraid of the pursuers coming and it would be better to leave as soon as possible, so Feng Jueyu did not refuse.

The four of them were flying leisurely in the sky. Yu Zongjun was so anxious that he was sweating. However, the two in front flew very slowly, as if they were enjoying the scenery in a garden.

He leaned over and originally wanted to start urging him, but when he heard Feng Jueyu and the God of Death chatting, he didn't open his mouth. But after hearing this, the old man became puzzled.

"Why didn't you kill just now?" The cold-faced killing god was the first to speak.

Feng Jueyu flew around carelessly and replied: "Why kill?"

The God of Death remained silent.

Feng Jueyu thought to himself and said: "Can't I learn from you old monsters and have some identity? There is no need to kill people immediately. If you do it now, you will easily lose the fun."

"Do you want to destroy Overlord City?"

The God of Death spoke again, but Yu Zongjun was scared to death and continued to listen.

"It's rude to say that Duo is destroyed, but I'd rather replace him. Besides, Zou Yuanjia is a lunatic. Do you know how to deal with lunatics?"

The God of Death did not speak again.

Feng Jueyu said: "This kind of person, if you kill him, it will be easier for him. Doesn't he rely on Ba Kong City the most? Then I will let him know that Ba Kong City is actually nothing, and wait until his pride is trampled under our feet.

By then, he will know how to write the word "begging for mercy". By then, he, a lunatic, will become as timid and afraid of death as ordinary people. Isn't this more interesting? "

The God of Death was speechless, but he nodded.

Behind him, Yu Zongjun was sweating profusely. He thought that these two guys were so good at bragging. Ba Kong City was nothing in his eyes. Where did this courage come from? They couldn't tell.

Is it true?

Yu Zongjun thought for a while, feeling uneasy, and thought to himself: "If these two guys are really planning to fight to the death with Ba Kong City in the end, wouldn't my voice be..."

He looked at his daughter in his arms and quickly interjected: "Master Feng, when are you going to send Yin'er away?"

Feng Jueyu looked back, knowing that this old boy was a little scared after hearing his conversation with the God of Death, so he got angry and said with a smile: "What? You are afraid that I won't send your daughter out."

Only then did Yu Yin regain some strength, his stubborn little face tightened and he said: "Dad, no matter life or death, I don't want to be separated from you anymore."

"What do you know?" Yu Zongjun glanced at him, and then said to Feng Jueyu: "Young Master misunderstood, I didn't mean this, I just..."

Feng Jueyu didn't let him continue, waved his hand and said: "It's okay if you don't. Don't worry, nothing will happen to your daughter."

After saying that, he ignored Yu Zongjun and followed the killer to speed up a little.

A month later, the four of them returned to the ancient land of the Spirit Clan. From a distance, they could see thousands of trees on Luobin Mountain. Even far away, Feng Jueyu could see the tightly guarded disciples on Luobin Mountain.

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After Luobinshan conquered Chiyao Yingxue, the number of disciples increased dramatically. At that time, there were said to be tens of millions of disciples. Madam Hongxing expanded her power as much as possible regardless of good or bad. At this time, Luobinshan Xiao

The Yue Sect seems to have integrated the defected disciples of the two sects of the Huoshan, Nanxing, and Silver Sword sects in the past, and its popularity has been rising again and again. Now, after more than two hundred years, the Xiaoyue Sect's former prestige has naturally increased several times.

Just by looking at the crowds of heads and figures coming and going in the rolling mountains, you can tell how big Xiaoyue Sect is. At a glance, tens of thousands of people are wandering in the mountains, and this does not include the hinterland behind Luobin Mountain.

From time to time, loud shouts of shouting could be heard.

Practitioners enter Taoism through martial arts. Cultivation is a daily necessity. Millions of people practice in the mountains. The light of the Dharma shown by the original divine power in the body is enough to fill the heaven and earth.

At this time, Luobin Mountain is like a colorful sky with thousands of rays of light.

Yu Yin's cultivation level is not high because of his old illness. In a place like this in the core area, he only has the cultivation level of the Shinto realm. He was injured before and has just recovered his stripped soul. His face is a bit ugly, but it looks like

Seeing the glow in the sky, a touching expression flashed across the beauty's face.

"It's so beautiful here."

Yu Zongjun was also shocked. The key point is that he had never been to Luobin Mountain before. In terms of weather, how could this be what Luobin Mountain should have?

Yu Zongjun asked doubtfully: "Is this Luobin Mountain? How come the Luobin Mountain I've seen doesn't look like this?"

After hearing this, Feng Jueyu laughed and said: "That's because you haven't been here in the past few hundred years, otherwise I wouldn't have seen you."

As he was talking, suddenly, several figures flew up from below. They were guards from the mountain. Feng Jueyu didn't recognize them. He only saw the figure shouting: "Stop, who is here? Do you want to go up the mountain to pay your respects?"

After Feng Jueyu stopped him, Yu Zongjun was puzzled again. This guy kept saying that he was from Luobin Mountain, so why didn't anyone know him?

At exactly this moment, the God of Death snorted angrily and said, "I'll go to Madam's place first, and you'll come over later."

"good."

After the God of Death finished speaking, he disappeared out of thin air. The disciples of Luobin Mountain were shocked and drew out the weapons in their hands without hesitation, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

One of them shouted: "Tell me, who are you and what are you doing here?"

When he shouted like this, Feng Jueyu was happy: "Little brother, don't be so excited? We are not bad people?"

"Who knows if you are a bad person? Where did that person go just now?"

Feng Jueyu took a look and realized that this guy must not be two hundred years old. Otherwise, how could he not recognize him when he and Chi Yao Yingxue fought against the killing god.

Just as he was talking, several more people flew up from below. Among them was an old and strong man from the Shattering Void Realm. He glanced dizzy, and suddenly became energetic, and then used his strength to suck the milk, like lightning.

flew closer.

When several disciples saw this, they hurriedly called out: "I've met Master Uncle."

As a result, the old man ignored him, stood up and hugged Feng Jueyu, and asked excitedly: "Is your Excellency Mr. Feng?"

When Feng Jueyu heard this, he finally knew someone who knew me, so he asked: "Are you..."

The old man said: "It's really Mr. Feng. It seems that the disciple is not dim-sighted yet. When the master shocked Luo Binshan with his sword, the disciple was just an entry-level disciple of Xiaoyue Sect. I didn't expect that after so many years, master, you are finally back.

Already." The old man burst into tears with excitement.

Feng Jueyu said oh, and then said: "How are you, madam?"

"Okay, okay, the sect master's wife is very kind. I heard from the masters in Luobin Pavilion that she talks about you every day."

The old man talked about you, and also said that the masters of Luobin Pavilion said that Madam talks about this young master every day, and the disciples guarding the mountain beside him were scared to death.

The disciple who questioned Feng Jueyu before asked: "Uncle Master, this is..."

When the man pointed, the old man turned around and slapped his mouth, and cursed: "Idiot, isn't he Mr. Feng from Luobin Mountain? You guys regard him as a god-like figure every day, why can't you even see it?

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More than two hundred years ago, in the ancient land of the spirit tribe that was torn apart, a young talent conquered Kunlun with one sword and took over the power of Luobin Mountain. Although Mrs. Hongxing finally took over, Feng Jueyu is not weak at all.

Mrs. Hongxing.

That earth-shattering sword slashed down Pei Jiang of the Chiyao Sect. Although Feng Jueyu left in the days that followed, he was indeed a legend on Luobin Mountain.

At this time, several disciples knew who the person in front of them was. They were so frightened that they all fell to their knees and shouted loudly, Master Zeng.

Feng Jueyu was confused and wondered where this title came from. Could it be that Madam is now imitating other sects to establish the Xiangtang and open the Patriarch's card?

He was just about to let them get up when a large group of people flew over from the other side of the mountain. They were greeted by a young man in white robes with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and a seven-star sword on his back that was extremely dazzling.

Rushing to the front, the young man shouted excitedly: "Brother-in-law, I'm here."

"Ruofan?" Feng Jueyu smiled.

Later, Zhang Yuanze, Huang Tianjue, Yun Yi, Yun Ning, Murong Hao, Wang Mang, Wang Zheng, and many very familiar faces appeared one after another, followed by a large group of people. Feng Jueyu did not recognize them, but judging from the interactions between them

Guess they are probably the strongest people at the top of Luobin Mountain. I don’t know where Madam collected them to get such a large group of people.

Shangguan Ruofan, who was the first to take the brunt, flew over and gave Feng Jueyu a big bear hug. Huang Tianjue followed Feng Jueyu and hugged him. Zhang Yuanze walked over with a smile and put his hand on his shoulder.

On the way, Yun Yi, Murong Hao, Wang Mang, and Wang Zheng all saluted, and it was a big gift. Others looked at it with a hint of doubt. Yun Ning was holding a child in her arms, about two or three years old, with a tiger-like head and a big head.

Feng Jueyu looked at them one by one, pointed at the child and said, "This is..."

Huang Tianjue scratched his head: "Second brother, this is my son."

"You already have a son. Come and let your uncle hug you." Feng Jueyu walked over.

Yun Ning lost the girlish appearance of the past, and was surrounded by a halo of maternal love. She handed the child over: "Qi'er, call me uncle."

"uncle."

The little guy was very cute. He made a babyish cry, which was not real. Feng Jueyu liked it very much. He held it in his arms and touched his muscles and bones. He was surprised and said: "What muscles and bones. Senior Nie has something to do again."

"

Everyone laughed.

Shangguan Ruofan said: "Brother-in-law, why have you been gone for so long? You want us to die."

Feng Jueyu said: "There are too many things to do. Anyway, I can't explain it in one sentence or two. Let's go and go back to the mountain to talk about it."

After that, he glanced at Yu Zongjun behind him, and then said: "By the way, Miss Yun, no, I should call you younger brother and sister now."

Yun Ning's face turned red: "Second brother, what advice do you have?"

"Advice is not a big deal. I met two friends on the road. This is Yu Yin. Mr. Yu's daughter is injured. You can find a few people to arrange a place for her and take care of her. Mr. Yu, please follow

Let me come over."
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