1678. The first thousand six hundred and seventy-eighth chapter Emperor Fengdu!
This time, the Forty-Nine Sects gathered countless forces of monsters. As usual, where monsters gather, there will be fights.
Therefore, from the very beginning, the Four-Nine Sect has arranged for monks to sit here and observe every battle. If there is a battle of life and death, take action when necessary. After all, they all come to the Four-Nine Sect with good intentions, and the Four-Nine Sect naturally does not want their power.
The evildoer died in the Forty-Nine Sect.
Just in case, the Four-Nine Sect also arranged for a top ancient sage to be stationed here. I thought I would have nothing to worry about, but I didn't expect that someone would intervene rashly and almost killed the top evildoer of the Four-Nine Sect.
This point undoubtedly made the powerful man from the Forty-Nine Sect who was secretly paying attention to this place furious, and told the matter to Dao Wuji, who was reminiscing with his old friends.
Being stared at by Dao Wuji, the old servant beside Feng Yijian still looked calm. He glanced at Dao Wuji with turbid eyes, and said calmly without any fear or fear: "Why should the Lord of Wuji embarrass a servant carrying a sword?
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The meaning behind his words was extremely obvious. He was just a slave, and he only obeyed his master's orders in everything.
Dao Wuji's turbid eyes looked at the old man, and then looked at the high-spirited and fearless Feng Yijian, frowned slightly, and blocked everything back with one sentence.
The old man was following orders, and this young man... He, Dao Wuji, would never argue with a young man no matter what, right?
"Are you a disciple of He Zong?" Dao Wuji stared at Feng Yijian and said.
"My name is Feng Yijian. Feng is the father of Emperor Fengdu. I am the fifth generation descendant of Emperor Fengdu, Feng Yijian." Feng Yijian said proudly.
The monks around him took a deep breath and stared at Feng Yijian, with shock written all over their faces.
Almost instantly, everyone looked at Feng Yijian in a completely different way.
Fengdu Emperor’s Feng!
Emperor Fengdu!
In the entire world of gods and demons, there are very few people who can be called great emperors. To be precise, there are as many emperors as there are in the world of gods and demons!!
And in the eternal world, the ruler is none other than Emperor Fengdu!!
Therefore, it is no exaggeration to say that people with the surname Feng can almost walk sideways in the eternal sky, and they are the targets of countless monks.
"No wonder...no wonder he dared to stop him. It turns out that he is a descendant of Emperor Fengdu."
"I just said that the person who dared to almost kill the most outstanding evildoer in the Four-Nine Sect is definitely not an ordinary person. I didn't expect that he was a descendant of Emperor Fengdu."
"Just because his surname is Feng, he has the qualifications to dominate the world forever, not to mention that he is a direct bloodline."
"I didn't expect that all the descendants of Emperor Fengdu would come to the Forty-Nine Sect..."
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Many voices of exclamation sounded, and all the monks looked shocked. Most of them were monsters from the top forces in Longyuan Wasteland, but compared with the direct bloodline of Emperor Fengdu, there was a clear gap.
After all, Emperor Fengdu is the most powerful man in the entire world of gods and demons, and is the ruler of the eternal heaven. This status is enough to make his descendants several ranks higher than others.
Dao Wuji looked at the arrogant Feng Yijian expressionlessly, and said indifferently: "I have received favors from Emperor Fengdu in the past. This will not happen again!!" As soon as he finished speaking, a cold light flashed in Dao Wuji's eyes,
A curtain of light was arranged for Qin Yu and he disappeared.
As the leader of the Four Masters of the Forty-Nine Sects, Dao Wuji is definitely the most powerful person in the world forever, not much weaker than Emperor Fengdu.
Therefore, based on his status, if Emperor Fengdu had not come here in person, there would be no need to fear the descendants of Emperor Fengdu, let alone the fifth generation descendant.
But in the past, Dao Wuji did receive favors from Emperor Fengdu, so he didn't have to worry about it this time.
Dao Wuji's departure made Feng Yijian feel even more arrogant. He had a faint smile on his face, but he didn't take Dao Wuji's warning to heart at all.
In his opinion, not even Dao Wuji dared to do anything to him.
Dao Wuji's departure shocked the surrounding disciples to the extreme. They would not ask whether Wuji really owed Emperor Fengdu a favor. What they cared about was that Dao Wuji did not dare to take the Feng Yi Sword...
This shocked all the monsters in their hearts and made them want to fawn over them.
Not long after, many monsters in luxurious clothes and proud faces walked towards Feng Yijian with smiles on their faces, trying to take the opportunity to make friends. As for Qin Yu, not many people paid attention to him.
Feng Yijian also seemed to enjoy the feeling of being surrounded by people. He smiled and said loudly: "In three months, I will host a banquet at the Forty-Ninth Sect, and you can all come and see me."
Holding a banquet in the Four-Nine Sect is like treating the Four-Nine Sect as his Feng family... But based on his status, no one dares to refute it. After all, no one wants to touch the towering tree because of such a trivial matter.
When everyone gathered around Feng Yijian, the old sword-carrying slave next to Feng Yijian was still staring at the light above Qin Yu's head shrouding the Divine Soul of Wrath, with a look of surprise and confusion in his expression, which seemed to be the same as what he remembered.
Something is similar, but I can't be sure.
At the same time, Qin Bai was staring at Qin Yu in the light curtain, not paying much attention to Feng Yijian, but what surprised him even more was how Qin Yu left Tianwu's face behind.
Judging from the bombardment of Tianwu's face, he must have struggled. Logically speaking, Qin Yu cannot resist even if he is Xuanyuan Xingchen now.
Moreover, this method... was obtained here? Qin Bai frowned, a little unsure, thinking about asking if he had the opportunity in the future.
Time passes silently.
It's already been a month in the blink of an eye.
The square was still very lively, and Qin Yu was still sitting cross-legged in the square. However, a blinding formation was used to prevent others from seeing Qin Yu. With the Dao Wuji light curtain, there was no need for others to disturb Qin Yu.
This day.
The Dao-locked heavenly divine pattern light curtain that imprisoned Tianwu's face was forcibly compressed by Qin Yu to the size of a fist. This was because Nu Gang had only obtained a small amount of the soul of Tianwu's face. He also used the power of the soul to make the soul of Tianwu's face extremely weak.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to compress it to such a size.
If someone takes a look, they will find that the light curtain of the Daosuo Cangtian Divine Pattern seems to contain an extremely majestic head.
After it was compressed to the extreme and could no longer be shrunk, Qin Yu opened his eyes and looked at the floating face of Tianwu. He pondered for a while and slowly moved the Daosuo Cangtian Light Curtain above his head.
Here, a hole was blasted out by the Face of Wrath, so it is best to place the Face of Wrath here.
After moving the Daosuo Cangtian divine pattern to the top of his head, Qin Yu began to meditate to recover from the injury on his head.
After everything was completed, Qin Yu slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the top of his head with his spiritual consciousness. His expression was not only a bit strange, but the light curtain of Daosuo Cangtian Divine Pattern seemed to be embedded in the top of his head, and the face of Tianwu looked up at the sky, exuding an arrogant look.
The meaning of majesty.
"This..." Seeing this, Qin Yu not only smiled bitterly, but also searched for Naxu Ring with his spiritual consciousness, took out a black robe, put it on, and covered his head with the robe. Only in this way can he hide the angry face of the sky.
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Afterwards, Qin Yu slowly stood up and stared at one side with a cold look in his eyes. He remembered that at the most dangerous moment, someone prevented the strong men of the Forty-Nine Sects from intervening in the battle.
If it hadn't been for that person to stop him, I'm afraid he wouldn't have gotten this angry face, but... no matter what, his heart is worth killing!!