Long Fengyun became famous all over the world seventy years ago, and later entered the half-nirvana realm.
Many people say that this person has fallen into the realm of Nirvana and is impacting the realm of creation, but in fact this person has not impacted at all.
How many people in the past and present have been able to challenge destiny?
"Yes, Third Uncle!" Long Qian respectfully admitted his mistake: "Long Qian is not talented and is willing to resign as the head of the family!" This matter is not a trivial matter.
After all, after losing two powerful men in the realm of divine connection, there are only a few people in a large force, and one of them is dead.
Even Long Fengyun did not dare to rashly fall into Nirvana and impact destiny.
It is better to stagnate in the half-step state of Nirvana, live as long as you can, and do your best for the family and future generations.
In fact, Long Fengyun is not the only one in the world to think so. Most of the strong Nirvana masters in the world think so, and few people have the courage to fall into the Nirvana impact.
Even if there is, it is the person who is about to die who falls into nirvana and impacts the destiny.
However, this is impossible to succeed. There are countless such people throughout the ages who have taken this path, but failed one by one.
"Okay, you've done your best, I don't blame you for this matter." Long Fengyun stood with his hands behind his hands and said, "Where are the bodies of the two dead people?"
"Over here!" Long Qian said respectfully, then turned around and walked over with Long Fengyun.
Long Fengyun looked indifferent and followed Long Qian to the two coffins. Long Fengyun looked sharply at the two corpses and said calmly: "This is indeed someone who died after being injected with the true energy of the underworld poison. It is not an evil poison sect."
What he did, and there is no need for people from the Evil Sect to be so secretive."
"Third brother, did the people of the Evil Poison Cult do it on purpose?" The old man in the yellow vest explained: "For example, when they perform their exercises, they don't use the poisonous Qi at all, and force the poisonous Qi out of the body to kill people?"
"Of course there is a possibility, but the possibility is very small, and why does the evil poison sect want to fight with us? Is there any conflict? If there is a conflict, killing people is normal. With their character, will they deny it?" Long Fengyun said calmly.
: “It’s clear that someone framed me!”
"Framing the blame!" Long Qian said with a gloomy face: "Did someone from the Tianlong Gang do it?"
"Not necessarily!" The old man in the yellow vest suddenly said: "The people from the Dark Poison Sect will take action."
"Whether it's the Poison Cult or not, it doesn't matter anymore." Long Fengyun stood with his hands behind his back and said, "The current situation has enemies fighting each other. This time, we were tricked by the Poison Cult and fell down. We can't just let it go."
"Uncle San is right!" Long Qian said in a deep voice, "My plan is to make these two major forces fight each other to the death!"
"Okay!" Long Fengyun said in a deep voice: "In addition, there must be no mistakes in matters on the Tianshan Mountains!"
"Don't worry, Third Uncle, a lot of force has been dispatched to deal with Tianshan this time." Long Qian said in a deep voice: "I don't know if that rumor is true."
"The rumors may be true. If the Ming Du Sect obtains that treasure, I'm afraid it will go against the world." Long Fengyun stood with his hands behind his hands and said, "That is the ancient cave of the ancient Xiaoyao Sect."
"Does the rumored Beiming Divine Art really exist in the world?" Long Qian asked doubtfully.
"It claims to be able to absorb martial arts from all over the world and turn it into one's own use. Is it true?" The old man in the yellow vest muttered to himself, "If that's true, that would be terrible."
"It should be true." Long Fengyun stood with his hands behind his back and said: "Many things are possible in this world, and there are many things we don't know about. For example, the boy in the Dragon Group also practiced a technique, which is extremely scary and seems to be...
It can absorb some vitality."
"Leader of the Dragon Group!" Long Qian said with a gloomy face when he heard this: "It is this person who blocked me this time, and Nalan Ruoxue from the National Security Bureau!"
"Third brother, this matter needs to be negotiated with the Dragon Group and the National Security Bureau." The old man in the yellow vest said with a gloomy face. Otherwise, how could he have used the forbidden technique, and ended up being disabled.
"I will handle this matter." Long Fengyun said calmly: "However, the people of the Dragon Group are extremely protective of the current leader. This person may grow into a supreme king, and may even attack the realm of creation in the future.
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"What? So scary?" Long Qian and the old man in the yellow vest changed their colors after hearing this.
"Yes, what this person practices is a kind of Eight Desolate Divine Skills." Long Fengyun said solemnly: "This is an extremely terrifying secret skill. It is rumored that it can absorb the power of all kinds of attacks. It is similar to the rumored Beiming Divine Skill.
Different approaches but similar results."
"So this Beiming Divine Art really exists!" Long Qian and the old man in the yellow vest said to themselves one after another.
"That's right!" Long Fengyun sighed: "It's just that the Beiming Divine Art may not be able to absorb all kinds of power and use it for one's own use as in the legend. It may be able to absorb some of it. The same should be true for the Eight Desolations Divine Art.",
"Yes, the power in this world is so vast, how could it be absorbed by these two great powers." Long Qian then breathed a sigh of relief.
"But you must not underestimate these. At least there are very few powers in this world that the two great magical arts cannot absorb." Long Fengyun warned the two of them: "Although it cannot absorb all of them, it is more than enough to deal with all the magical arts in this world.
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Long Qian and the old man in the yellow vest looked startled when they heard this, and they were right.
Even if it can't really absorb it all, it can still absorb all the true energy in the world. I don't know how this magical skill was created.
"Okay, let's deal with the matter of the Dark Poison Sect first." Long Fengyun stood with his hands behind his hands and said, "Let's go." After saying that, Long Fengyun turned around and left.
Long Qian's figure followed Long Fengyun, and the two left the Long family one after the other.
On the poisonous mountain in the northeast, a helicopter landed on the poisonous mountain. Two figures walked down from the poisonous mountain. These two figures were Dong Tiandi and Dong Yinyang, father and son.
Dong Yinyang's face was as pale as paper, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.
"Yin Yang, are you okay?" Dong Tiandi asked with concern.
"Father, I'm fine. I'll go to the back of the mountain now." Dong Yinyang's face was as pale as paper and he said, "When I recover from my injuries, I can step into the realm of the gods."
"Okay!" Dong Tiandi immediately took Dong Yinyang to the back mountain of Dushan.
The back mountain was desolate, deserted and lifeless. There were even many bones on the ground. Dong Tiandi took Dong Yinyang to the back mountain.
Although the back mountain is lifeless, it is full of rocks.
It seems to have no structure, but it hides countless murderous intentions.
Dong Tiandi carefully followed the rocky road and led Dong Yinyang into it, and soon came to a valley in a desolate mountainous area.
There is a pool in this valley, and there is a strong vitality coming from the pool.
This kind of vitality makes people feel full of strength as soon as they take a breath.
"This, combined with your own strength, should be able to restore you to your original state." Dong Tiandi said quietly.
"Father, actually I don't need to, I can recover on my own, it just takes a little longer." Dong Yinyang looked at the pool and said.
"I know, but this is my father's intention. This is also one of my privileges. You are my son." Dong Tiandi said with sincerity.
"Father, don't worry, I will definitely step into the realm of the gods and become the most powerful person in China." Dong Yinyang clenched his fists and said.
"I'm afraid you are dead." At this moment, a cold voice sounded.
When this voice sounded, a blue light struck Dong Yinyang's eyebrows, leaving Dong Yinyang with almost no room to dodge.
The eyebrows burst.
The blood exploded, and he didn't even have a chance to scream, and he died immediately.
"Yin Yang!" Dong Tiandi looked up to the sky and roared, the sound roaring throughout the Poison Mountain. He looked towards the place where he took action and saw a familiar figure.
"Xiao Tiezhu!" Dong Tiandi roared like thunder, and the figure ran directly over.
However, that hazy figure disappeared without a trace like lightning, and no matter how loudly Dong Tiandi roared, it was of no avail.
Just when Dong Tiandi roared, three powerful auras swept over, and the three figures kept shaking on the poisonous mountain, looking for the figure of the attacker.
However, it was not found at all.
Then four figures gathered at the place where Dong Yinyang died.
One of the figures knelt directly in front of Dong Yinyang and cried bitterly. This person was naturally Dong Tiandi, and Dong Tiandi was filled with sadness.
"My condolences, what is going on?" A faint voice came from the mouth of one of the figures. This figure had silver hair shawl, and his eyes were extremely cold.
They never dreamed that the genius of the Poison Sect would be killed in his lair.
This makes them feel extremely embarrassed.
Dong Tiandi took a deep breath and recounted everything that happened today without hiding anything.
"It seems that this is the revenge of the Tianlong Gang." The figure said, this person is Dong Tiandi's mentor, named Old Man Candu.
"It's possible, of course, it's possible to use this opportunity to stir up a fight and stir up a fight." Dong Tiandi said quietly. Although his son died, his judgment was still quite rational.
"Tiandi, you are right." Old Man Candu stood with his hands behind his hands and said, "But we can unite with the Long family to handle this matter. Don't take action on this matter of Tiandi without authorization."
"Yes, Master!" Dong Tiandi said respectfully, with deep hatred emerging from the depths of his eyes.
Immediately, the three figures turned and left. Dong Tiandi looked up to the sky and let out a mournful scream. He turned around and left, returning to the main hall of Dushan Mingdu Sect.
However, when he just returned to the main hall, a hurried voice suddenly came from outside: "Leader, it's not good, all the five elders in our sect have died on the mountain."
"What?" Dong Tiandi almost lost his breath and vomited blood when he heard the news. He felt like he was fainting. A terrible aura emerged from Dong Tiandi's body.
His figure walked out crazily, and the bodies of the five elders had been carried outside the hall. They were all the same, with their eyebrows burst open, dripping with blood, and dying with their eyes open!
"Tianlong Gang!" Dong Tiandi looked up to the sky and screamed sadly. At this moment, Dong Tiandi was so angry that he couldn't bear it anymore.