The conversation between the two was very strange and inexplicable.
Everyone in Daoyan City who was close was stunned, with some disbelief in their eyes. Ye Mo and Zipeng Emperor Yin Mufeng seemed to...know each other?
However, how is it possible? One of these two people is the last emperor of the Kunpeng Divine Sect, and the other is one of the strongest people in the god-transformation stage in the world. There is no way to connect these two people, even though they are both excellent and terrifying.
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"At first I thought you were Ye Chen, but I didn't expect you were actually you."
Yin Mufeng's eyes flashed.
The first thing he said when they met just now was something he thought of on the spur of the moment and then asked because when he saw Ye Mo, he found that he looked too much like Ye Chen back then, so he thought of tricking him.
However, what he didn't expect was that something went wrong, and this Ye Mo turned out to be Ye Chen from back then.
"I didn't expect it to be you either."
Ye Mo sighed and looked at Yin Mufeng with complex eyes.
He naturally understood the meaning of Yin Mufeng's words, but he had no intention of denying it and simply admitted it.
"Should I call you Ye Chen? Or Ye Mo?"
Yin Mufeng put his hands behind his back, and a faint smile appeared on his indifferent face.
"Should I call you Yin Mufeng, or... Yanhan?"
Ye Mo also said the same.
Yin Mufeng curled his lips, turned his eyes to Ji Shengxiang, and then looked at the core. There were a lot of terrifying and boundless auras stirring there. If it hadn't been built by all the emperors and masters of all generations, it would have collapsed long ago.
"After you have realized this, leave quickly and protect Xi'er. I will have a drink with you one day."
Yin Mufeng nodded to Ye Mo.
Ye Mo didn't say much, just nodded, then closed his eyes, and continued to comprehend the past insights of Emperor Youshen.
Then, Yin Mufeng's eyes turned again and fell on the quasi-kings of the Kunpeng Divine Sect, making their scalps numb, their hearts chilling, and they couldn't help but tremble.
"His Majesty……"
The voices of all kings are trembling.
Fortunately, Yin Mufeng didn't seem to have any intention of taking action, or, perhaps, he held back, and the light escaped from his body, his figure disappeared in a flash, and he rushed towards the core.
Seeing Yin Mufeng leave, Zhu Zhunwang breathed a sigh of relief. He felt a chill on his back, and then realized that cold sweat had covered his back.
Although they were all quasi-kings and had thought of being on par with figures like the Three Emperors and Three Sovereigns, the moment Yin Mufeng appeared, there was only fear in their hearts.
Deeper in my understanding, here is a pitch black place where I can't see my fingers. The top of my head, my feet, and all directions are in darkness and drowsiness. It's dead and silent. I can't see anything, not even light. It makes people feel like they can't even see the soul.
I want to be silent here.
The colorful cloud barrier is flowing with colorful light, and the divine light is layered on top of each other, turning into a circular shield to protect Yin Mufeng on the cloud barrier.
According to his memory, Yin Mufeng's speed exploded to the maximum, like a fleeting light, the stars were shining in the rainbow, and he moved forward at a high speed. In less than half an hour, he saw a misty light, an extremely chaotic aura and a crazy storm.
When I got closer, I could really see clearly. In the boundless darkness, there was a five-color altar like a hill. The altar looked very old, full of vicissitudes of time and ancient meanings, but it was not broken, and there was no spiritual pressure or breath flowing out.
Coming out, it looks ordinary.
Around the altar, a group of powerful people from various forces have gathered.
Among them, the four local ethnic groups in the Kyushu world barely formed a big force, and the other side was naturally the Kunpeng Shenzong.
Although the Kunpeng Shenzong seems to be a bit isolated as a force, in fact, from the most basic numerical point of view, they are not at all inferior, and even have an advantage.
For example, in the Human Tribe, the top princes have seven lines, among which the most terrifying and prominent is the lineage of the Secret King.
There are the old generation of secret kings, the previous generation of secret kings, the current generation of secret kings, and the new generation of secret kings, a total of four generations of secret kings!
If it were in the past, there would never have been so many generations of princes in the world at the same time, but who made the passage to the fairy world closed? The most powerful person at the peak cannot overcome the tribulation and ascend, so he can only continue to stay in this world.
Find a way to survive.
Unfortunately, most people don't live long.
The most powerful people in the human race generally have a lifespan of about five thousand years. When the end is approaching, many of them cannot escape the power of time. They eventually fall and completely disappear from this world, or they go to reincarnation. However, there are also accidents along the way.
, and eventually disappeared completely.
If this is not the case, I am afraid that ten generations of princes belong to the same lineage and are now alive. It is not impossible for such a thing to happen. After all, the passage to the immortal world cuts off the road to becoming an immortal. They must either survive the catastrophe and perish, or wait for the end of the day to fall and be reincarnated.
There are only a very few who can escape the sanctions of time without any accidents.
Even so, the appearance of the four generations of secret kings still shocked many people.
The lineage of the Secret King is like this, and the lineage of other princes will naturally not be too different. Although there are no very ancient princes, there are princes from the previous generation and princes from the current generation. This is a normal thing.
You must know that the Human Tribe has twenty princely lines alone, among which there are seven top princely lines. Each lineage has at least two generations of princes alive, and some have more than that. This adds up to about forty people.
There are also spirit tribes, demon tribes, and ghost tribes. Although there are not so many princes, each tribe also has second-generation princes, and each tribe has nearly ten princes, which adds up to about sixty princes.
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In addition, there are some powerful people who have no power but only status, such as eunuchs, as well as hidden powerful people, as well as the three giant sects of the original Immortal City Alliance who had previously taken refuge in the Kunpeng Divine Sect.
All together, there are more than a hundred powerful people. This number is enough to frighten countless creatures in the world.
However, there are not that many powerful ones from the Kyushu forces in total, and they are also lacking in quality. In fact, they are a bit weaker than the Kunpeng Divine Sect.
Even so, it's amazing, and it's not without a lot of effort.
However, everyone present knew that the one who truly determines the outcome is not the strongest, but the immortals.
Naturally, the four tribes of Kyushu did not believe that the Kunpeng Divine Sect did not have human immortals and would do such a trick to trap and kill them. However, even if they knew about it, there was no other way. Except for the existence of a suspected human immortal who appeared in the Immortal City Alliance a few years ago, the others
At most, the power is close to that of human immortals, but when it comes to the level of human immortals, it is far away.
There are nearly two hundred extremely powerful people, all of them have auras as deep as the abyss, and their spiritual pressure is so majestic that it covers the sky, making this place extremely violent and extremely powerful. It is impossible to approach even those who are extremely powerful.
And above the altar, four square purple-gold talismans with simple and elegant shapes were suspended in the void, rising and falling, flowing with noble purple-gold light, hazy but bright.
Under the four talismans, a gap the size of a human head was opened on the floor of the altar, in which lay an extremely small and exquisite golden seal quietly, exuding an inexplicable energy, and with the altar,
Shenzang and even the Imperial Palace are connected together.
There is no doubt that this is the Emperor's Seal.
Many creatures at the level of the most powerful glanced over there from time to time, their eyes flashing with astonishing heat, and then they looked at the opponent's force coldly.
Suddenly, many creatures turned their heads and looked outside the core, only to see a seven-color rainbow light dragging a long rainbow tail light, and a person standing proudly above it, with a white robe as white as snow, and a red cloak as red as blood, hunting.
dance.
That rather delicate face was full of indifference, and the corners of his eyebrows were as sharp as swords.
"This is... Cai Lian Yunzhang, your Majesty!"
"Purple Peng Emperor Yin Mufeng! Finally here!"
"Where is King Bao? Why didn't King Bao come? Well...it seems that Yin Mufeng has already made his choice."
The kings of the Kunpeng Divine Sect were the first to recognize Yin Mufeng. Their expressions were uncertain, some were indifferent, some were ruthless, and some were regretful.
Relatively speaking, many people in the Kunpeng Divine Sect still hope that Emperor Zireng can return to the Kunpeng Divine Sect and continue to be the leader. After all, Emperor Zipeng is amazing in every aspect and can be called the most stunning emperor in the history of the Kunpeng Divine Sect.
It's a pity that the ways are different and they don't agree with each other.
Yin Mufeng didn't agree with them back then. Now, Yin Mufeng still doesn't agree with them, and the two sides are on opposite sides.
Although the people of Kunpeng Shenzong were whispering, the various forces in the Nine Provinces still heard a lot. A ghost and god sneered: "Your emperor is back, why don't you go to greet him?"
"He is no longer the leader of Shenzong."
The contemporary Dharma King Lan Tianyu said calmly, then his eyes narrowed and he said: "Instead of caring about the affairs of our Shen Sect, it is better to care about your own situation."
"Our situation..."
The ghost's voice paused, and his expression became gloomy.
The undefeated war king Ling Jiu Shu kept his eyes on Yin Mufeng, who was standing on the colorful cloud barrier, and said from a distance: "Yin Mufeng, you are no longer the leader of the Shen Sect, what are you doing here this time?"
"Destroy you, destroy Shenzong."
Yin Mufeng said in a cold voice without any emotion.
"Do you think this is still your time?"
The divine spear in Ling Jiushu's hand trembled slightly, and murderous intent surged deep in his eyes.
"No, but it won't be your time either."
Yin Mufeng came to the outside of the altar, got down from the cloud barrier, and put it into his sleeves, "Besides, even if it is not my time anymore, it is more than enough to destroy you. I know that many of you feel that you are no worse than me. The only difference is
It doesn’t matter whether you have stepped into the human immortal world or not, you will know after you try it.”
"Arrogant, without human immortal cultivation, without Ziji Gloves, without Taihuang Pagoda, what are you going to use to destroy us?"
Ling Jiushu laughed loudly, and suddenly stretched out his hand to point at Yin Mufeng and the various forces in the Jiuzhou world. His voice shook the world: "The Kunpeng Killing Formation, rise!"
boom!
The sky and the earth shook violently, and in the boundless, empty nothingness, a hurricane suddenly rose out of thin air, as fierce as a ghost's roar, and filled with bursts of gray gas, overwhelming the sky and the earth, rolling in, instantly wrapping everyone here.
The gray gas rolled violently and continuously, like boiling water, exuding a vast and mysterious power, shrouding everyone's heads. Then, faintly, wisps of subtle golden light appeared in the gray gas, which was thicker than a hair.
It's still thin, but very brilliant.
"The Hunshi Kunpeng Killing Formation, the first of the three unparalleled killing formations of the Shen Sect, you have really spent a lot of money, but it's a pity... I don't know if I know something about the battle method?"
Yin Mufeng's voice was indifferent. Looking at this unparalleled killing formation that exuded terrifying murderous intent, his heart was a little complicated.
"This killing formation is not meant to deal with you, so what if you know something about it? Without your previous cultivation, you can't break it!"
Ling Jiu Shu laughed loudly, pointed at the many powerful people in Jiuzhou, and shouted: "Kill!"
boom!
Nearly two hundred powerful beings all exploded at this moment. All kinds of magic weapons and magical powers suddenly exploded. In just an instant, the place was flooded with immeasurable divine light.