Outside the abyss world, Murong Feng and Hui Ke stared blankly for a long time, looking at the familiar blue sky and white clouds. The two of them suddenly felt like they were surviving a disaster. The only life that could escape from the hands of the God of Death seemed to belong to the ancient gods.
Identity played a big role! Murong Feng took a long breath and said: "Master, it seems that your flesh and blood has not been reborn! I will send you into my little world, Qingqing will help you to regenerate your flesh and blood, don't ask so many questions
, I will tell the master naturally later."
Huike nodded his skull heavily several times, but said nothing. He allowed Murong Feng to throw him into the small world. After explaining everything, Huike entered the deepest level of seclusion.
Murong Feng's spiritual thoughts swept away. This is in the northeast of the Northern Territory. If you want to return to Zhongzhou through the teleportation array, you must pass through the Holy City. Now that Murong Feng has broken through the true god level, he is naturally not afraid of those ordinary holy guards and the Holy City.
The power is so huge that it is simply more difficult to resist than the three sects of Dao Sect.
Where exactly is the Holy City? Could it be that it also belongs to the Four Great Immortals? Ordinary Holy Guards have a combat power of three or four tribulations, and the Guardian-level Holy Guards at least have the powerful cultivation of the True Immortal level, not to mention the mastery part.
The Holy Guard of the Law was there. The other party was very strong and the future was very uncertain. Murong Feng suddenly felt a deep sense of exhaustion in his heart.
Holy City, since you have offended me, no matter how powerful you are, one day I will step on you. The three sects of the Tao Sect are so powerful, haven't they been defeated by me? You are too old to make trouble.
, I didn’t expect that if I fell into the abyss world, I would still survive! Wait for the gifts that the uncle will give you below!
Thinking of this, Murong Feng turned into the figure of an experienced Taoist, wearing a purple and gold Tai Chi Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand, and a long sword on his back. He was dressed like a typical magic stick. With a flick of the whisk, Murong Feng entered the holy city and returned.
It does have a bit of an immortal spirit, but the Holy City seems to be much stricter now, and the guard at the door directly inquired about Murong Feng's origins.
Murong Feng used some tactics to get rid of them with a few top-quality fairy stones each, and entered the holy city directly. The holy city now seems much colder, and almost all the forces of Buddhism, Taoism, and demons have withdrawn from the holy city.
In this territory, there are only some foreign races and aristocratic families from the Northern Territory.
Murong Feng's attire could obviously arouse others' suspicion, and the always mysterious Holy Guards of the Holy City would wander around in the crowd from time to time. A group of Holy Guards came from a distance, Murong Feng's pupils shrank slightly, and he stretched out one palm
He came out, flashed a signal, flicked the whisk, and was on full alert, ready for a sharp blow at any time.
Five holy guards walked up to Murong Feng. One of the holy guards glanced at Murong Feng carefully and said in a deep voice: "Old Taoist, where do you come from and why did you come to the Holy City? Do you know what you are doing now?
Is the Holy City about to start a war with the other four regions? Tell me your origin, and maybe you can be spared."
Murong Feng showed a look of extreme fear and said: "My lords, Lao Tao is the Qiankunzi of the Five Elements Sect. He has traveled all over the world throughout his life and never fought with others. If you don't believe it, you can check Lao Tao's spiritual thoughts."
That is to say, Murong Feng didn't want to cause trouble. If he were in a secluded place, he would have taken care of these people long ago. The several holy guards in front of him looked at each other, and a series of spiritual thoughts entered Murong Feng's consciousness, but there were divine texts to protect him.
, how can we view Murong Feng’s original memory.
"Okay, old Taoist, you can leave. Don't wander around the Holy City. Otherwise, you deserve to be beheaded on the spot by another Holy Guard." A Holy Guard replied.
Murong Feng headed towards the Dark Dragon Chamber of Commerce. Now it was time for a showdown. If he could get the help of the Dark Dragon Chamber of Commerce, with the financial resources of the Dark Dragon Chamber of Commerce, the chances of winning this war would increase a lot, and he would face...
Huge power, God knows if there is a Daluo Golden Immortal hidden in the Holy City.
With Murong Feng's fighting power, he can easily defeat ordinary true immortals, but when he encounters a true immortal who masters the laws, he is afraid that he will have to run away. If he does not understand the second form of the nine fighting demons, he is not a true immortal with laws at all.
The opponent, after all, the combat power of the True Immortal of Law is too domineering. He can use the power of Law for his own use with a wave of his hand, and ordinary immortals will also end up in despair.
The business of the Dark Dragon Chamber of Commerce has been slow now. The Holy City is about to go to war with Murong Feng. The form of this battle is unpredictable. The Ghost Taoist has been frowning all day long. On one side is the ultimatum given by the Holy City, either surrender or die.
, there is only one road, and the ghost Taoist can't help but think of Murong Feng who fell into the Valley of Death.
"It would be great if this boy was alive! It's such a pity that a powerful wizard fell like this. Now that things have happened, I'm afraid there is only one way to go. The millions of years of Dark Dragon Chamber of Commerce's foundation cannot be destroyed.
It's in our own hands, it's time to call the boss to decide the future path." Ghost Taoist stood in the hall of the Chamber of Commerce, his eyes seemed to have made some important decision.
Murong Feng's figure walked into the Dark Dragon Chamber of Commerce, looked at the frowning ghost Taoist, and immediately said in a deep voice: "I don't know why this fellow Taoist is so worried. You might as well tell me, an old Taoist. I have traveled all over the world in my life.
Occasionally, I help people solve some difficult things. If you have something, you might as well just tell me!"
The ghost Taoist sighed heavily, feeling that the old Taoist was unusually familiar, but he didn't know where he had seen it before, and said: "This fellow Taoist, now the Holy City is about to go to war with the other four regions, and the Holy City is searching for war supplies. Fellow Taoist is still
Leave! Sooner or later this place will become a place of right and wrong."
"Senior Ghost Taoist, it seems that the Holy City has given you an ultimatum! How did you choose? If you choose to form an alliance with the Holy City, then I will turn around and leave. In the future, life and death will be absolute on the battlefield. If
If you haven't chosen yet, I can guarantee that your Dark Dragon Chamber of Commerce will not be damaged at all. Once the Holy City is conquered, your business will be able to reach every corner of the mainland in the future." Murong Feng stopped joking and directly changed his appearance.
He looked at the Ghost Taoist with a kind smile.
"Brother Mu Murong... hello, that's great. This is not the place to talk. Come with me and talk inside. Brother, you are indeed blessed with great fortune. Even the Valley of Death can't do anything to you!" The Ghost Taoist looked like this.
With an extremely excited look.
The two walked into the backyard. The ghost Taoist opened the barrier. Murong Feng looked extremely serious and said: "Senior, it's time to make a choice. Should you cooperate with me or surrender to the Holy City?"