On the top of Moluo Peak, in the huge pit, there are mountains of bones of the Holy Lord Longjun, filled with a strong aura of death.
The Lord of Human Connections sat in the center of the deep pit, closing his eyes and regulating his breath. A stream of rich black energy lingered around him, but did not penetrate into his body. It was like a black cloud, gradually gathering into a ball above his head, covering the entire demon.
Luo Feng.
Standing next to the master of connections was a young man with a respectful and stern face. The young man had always been unruly and unruly, so only when he was next to the master of connections would he be so respectful.
This person was Su Wudao, one of the Twelve Young Emperors. He stared at the master of connections with a light of incomparable admiration and envy in his eyes.
"It only took Master a few hundred years to reach the realm of Heavenly King. I think even the Tianwu Emperor is no more than this. I believe that sooner or later Master will surpass all the powerful people in Nebula Continent and become the supreme one!"
Boom!
Suddenly, two thunderbolts broke through the black clouds and fell into the center of the pit, only three feet away from the master of connections.
The master of connections suddenly opened his eyes, only to see two figures slowly walking out of the void.
Su Wudao was shocked. He pulled out the holy sword from his waist and took a stance, "Master, there is an enemy coming!"
The master of connections shook his head, "Wudao, put your sword away, you are not an enemy."
"Junior Brother Yang, you are fine." Nangong Ming came over slowly. He was wearing a yellow shirt. Although it was not a dragon robe, the imperial aura about him was still difficult to conceal.
The master of connections glanced at Nangong Ming, and then set his sights on Old Man Luoxing.
After a long while, the master of the network slowly said, "It turns out that the teacher and senior brother are here."
The leader of the network was Hou Nangong Ming, who took the name of Old Man Luoxing, so he was regarded as Nangong Ming's junior brother.
Nangong Ming laughed: "Teacher, it seems that our junior brother doesn't welcome us very much."
The leader of the network smiled and said: "How can such a thing happen? It's just that it's really embarrassing for me to receive teachers and senior brothers in a place like Mo Luo Peak."
Old Man Luoxing stared at the master of connections, frowned and said, "Yang Ming, are you injured?"
The master of connections smiled and said: "A little injury doesn't matter."
The old man Luoxing said: "More than ten years ago, in Qilin Guoan's Sanfu, there was a shocking battle between the heavenly kings. Could it be that you also participated in this battle?" The master of the network smiled and said: "Unexpectedly
Even the teacher knows this kind of thing. Yes, back then Su Xun killed Ying Bo, the son of my traitor Ying Chen, to avenge Nianjun, and lured me out. The two of us broke through space in the Qilin Kingdom, in the depths of time and space.
We had a fight, and the injuries on my body were from that time.
."
After hearing this, Nangong Ming was shocked, "With Su Xun's cultivation, how could he possibly fight with you? When I met him at the Qingguo Ceremony, he was just a saint." The master of the network said: "Senior brother, I don't know something.
, Su Xun is a man who is very cunning and has hidden his secrets. His true cultivation is not that of a Saint King, but that of a Heavenly King! When we fought in the Qilin Kingdom, his strength was almost as good as mine, but he was too eager to take revenge.
Well, if he can endure it for many more years, Lu will
It’s really not certain who will die.”
"He is actually a Heavenly Lord!" Nangong Ming was shocked. He had a good relationship with Su Xun.
Nangong Ming has always been extremely optimistic about Su Xun. What he values is Su Xun's extraordinary wisdom. In Nangong Ming's heart, he regards Su Xun as the same type of person as himself, even if Su Xun's cultivation is
It's just that the Holy Lord, Nangong Ming also believes that such people will achieve great achievements sooner or later.
However, he never expected that Su Xun's abilities were far beyond his imagination, nor did he expect that Su Xun would die at the hands of the master of connections.
"What a pity." Nangong Ming sighed inwardly, "If Su Xun hadn't died, he would have become my right-hand man. What a pity."
Nangong Ming said: "Junior Brother Yang, what exactly is the dispute between you and Su Xun that makes you want to fight with your life?"
The leader of the network briefly talked about the feud between him and Su Xun. After hearing this, Nangong Ming couldn't help but said in surprise: "So, Su Xun formed a big feud with you because of Su Nianjun's death."
The master of connections nodded.
Old Man Luoxing had a strange look on his face, "Where is Su Nianjun? I saw her when I came to Mo Luo Peak."
The leader of the network said: "Nianjun is already dead."
"Didn't you ever want to resurrect her? You have kept her with you all these years, and you even built this Moluo Peak for this purpose." Old Man Luo Xing said. The master of the network sighed, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.
He said, "Nianjun has been buried in the ground by me. You can't be resurrected. I used to want to fight against the sky for my life, but after the battle with Su Xun, I realized that this was impossible."
Human destiny is given by God, but with the insignificance of human power, how can it be
Can you compete with God for your life?"
Su Wudao, who was standing behind the master of connections, also looked sad: "Master, my condolences!"
Nangong Ming glanced at Su Wudao and said, "Junior brother, is this your new apprentice?"
The master of connections smiled and said: "Yes, Wu Dao, this is your uncle Nangong. This one is considered your master!"
Su Wudao quickly bowed and said: "Greetings to my uncle, my respects to my ancestor."
Although Su Wudao showed great respect for Nangong Ming and Old Man Luo Xing, bowing his head and bending over, very respectfully.
But there was no trace of reverence in his eyes, and he was deeply disapproving of Nangong Ming and Old Man Luo Xing.
Seeing that Su Wudao just bowed his head, the leader of the network couldn't help but frowned and shouted angrily: "Wudao, how dare you be so rude to your elders? Have you forgotten what I taught you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the master of connections kicked Su Wudao on the knee.
Su Wudao made a plop and knelt on the ground, "Uncle Master, Master Wu Dao was too rude just now. Please forgive me, Uncle Master."
Although Su Wudao was kneeling, with a low eyebrow and no dignity, the strange thing was that he did not have any resentment in his heart, and instead respected the master of connections even more.
When Nangong Ming saw this, he smiled and said: "Junior brother, you are still so strict, but this kid Wu Dao didn't make any mistakes either. Get up quickly."
Su Wudao did not stand up. After getting the consent of the Lord of Connections, he slowly stood up and stood behind the burly Lord of Connections with great respect.
The master of connections said: "Teacher and senior brother came to me, shouldn't they just come to me for these trivial things?"
Old Man Luoxing said: "Of course not. We came to you for a big deal."
"Oh?" The master of connections stared at Old Man Luoxing with interest, "The teachers said it was a big event, so it must not be simple. I'd rather hear about it."
Nangong Ming glanced at Su Wudao but said nothing.
The leader of the network noticed Nangong Ming's intention, waved his hand and said: "Wudao, step back." "Yes, Master." Su Wudao quickly left Mo Luo Peak without saying a word.