typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Volume 1: Yanyun Chaos

Human desires are inherently endless.

People who pursue wealth will always pursue wealth.

People who pursue status will always pursue status.

Those who pursue power will always pursue power.

Even if people are lying around and waiting to die, they must be chasing what they are pursuing in different dimensions.

What is a person?

Full of desire.

The Feng Shenwei observed silence for a few breaths and then disappeared.

After a while, he appeared in Yanyun, and then saw King Yanbei who was waiting for him.

Not only Feng Muyun, but also the Lord of Shenwei Castle and the Lord of Tianxiang Valley.

"I just sensed that the battle over there was over. I didn't expect you to come so soon." Feng Muyun said.

Now there are three Hedao-level giants in Yanyun. At least when facing the northern front, there is no need to worry about the situation where there are fewer enemies and more enemies.

The Lord of Shenwei Castle took a look at the Fengshen Guard's injuries and said, "It seems like a close victory. When the barbarians arrive, can you still fight?"

Liang Zhiyin said nothing and silently walked forward to treat Feng Shenwei.

As long as Daoming Guanzhu and Medicine Sage don't come out, there will be no one in the world who is more proficient in this way than her. Tianxiang is a master of both sword and umbrella. It is normal to draw a sword to kill people and hold an umbrella to save others. Every disciple of Tianxiang is the first to start.

The first lesson is to bathe in the rain and embrace the light.

Fengshenwei ignored Lord Shenwei, turned his head and glanced at Liang Zhiyin, and said softly: "Thank you."

Liang Zhiyin put her hand on Feng Shenwei's wound, and a soft light film covered his whole body. She responded softly: "Why are you so careless?"

Fengshenwei said helplessly: "I can't avoid this if I'm careful. Zi Sang Bu Shou carried the hatred of Wei Sanmu's lineage on the northern expedition, and faced a situation where he would fight to the death. Although he didn't have a deep understanding of Tao, he was still the right person after all.

A great thing."

Hearing these words, Liang Zhiyin's expression fluctuated slightly, then quickly calmed down and said, "I told you at the beginning that it was wrong for you to get involved in that matter."

There are three factions in everything in the world, the support faction, the opposition faction, and the neutral faction.

Regarding the killing of Wei Sanmu, Feng Shenwei was a supporter and Liang Zhiyin was an opponent. There was a huge quarrel over this matter and Feng Shenwei took action. Liang Zhiyin stayed in Tianxiang Valley without going anywhere. After that, he lost

Qualified to enter Tianxiang Valley.

It is meaningless to judge what was right or wrong now, unless the two magic sticks from Ji Palace can produce direct evidence that Wei Sanmu's behavior will destroy the world.

Now that he was seriously injured, Liang Zhiyin finally spoke to him after many years. How could Fengshenwei raise objections at this time, so he smiled bitterly and said: "It's a pity that I didn't have the ability to predict the future at that time, otherwise I would have listened to you.

Already."

Liang Zhiyin rolled her eyes at him, knowing that he was perfunctory with her, but she didn't pursue it and just focused on healing.

The atmosphere is somewhat ambiguous.

Feng Muyun and the Lord of Shenwei Castle knew more or less about the two people in front of them. If the situation was not critical, they really did not want to stay here, but the current situation did not allow them to avoid suspicion. Feng Muyun asked directly:

"The Divine Guard went to Bohai. I guess it was arranged by the Storyteller?"

Fengshenwei nodded, "Dou Xiaotong told me that Zisang is still alive and will rush to Shuntian with the army."

Feng Muyun asked: "Then what? Does he have any instructions?"

Feng Shenwei shook his head, "Maybe even he didn't expect that I could solve Zisang Bushou so quickly."

Indeed, judging from the battles between Hedao giants, the battle between Fengshenwei and Zisang Bushou only lasted for more than a month, which may indeed have exceeded Dou Xiaotong's expectations. It is reasonable that there is no next plan.

But in the Battle of Yanbei, the difference in the number of top experts was obvious, and Dou Xiaotong would definitely have other arrangements.

If it wasn't Feng Shenwei... then it could only be himself.

The question is, where is he now?

...

...

The city closest to Kunlun is called Fengshun, which was destroyed when the cult disciples moved eastward.

Dou Xiaotong and Hun Invisible arrived here after fighting each other. On the one hand, Hun Invisible is indeed slippery enough and can always slip through the gaps in Dou Xiaotong's formation. On the other hand, Dou Xiaotong also intends to leave Kunlun, although the sect-protecting formation there has already

Although it was destroyed, the foundation laid by Kunlun for thousands of years still remains, and it is still a bit troublesome to set up formations on top of it.

So Feng Shun naturally became their battlefield.

At this time, Fengshun has turned into a hell on earth. Almost every wall and brick is stained with blood. The blood has accumulated in the city to form a river that can submerge the soles of the feet. There are broken arms and limbs and various internal organs everywhere.

.

If the barbarians might leave some strong men as slaves when they massacred the city, then the cult disciples would really leave no chickens or dogs behind when they massacred the city. Wherever they went, not even the carrion-eating crows dared to stop.

Their magic weapons need souls, and their realm needs blood or other things. This war is the greatest help to them. They can get a lot of "materials" for use without even going through any hard battles.

"I have to say, I still can't see clearly how this war will end, but it's all in line with that guy's wishes." Dou Xiaotong looked at the miserable situation below and sighed: "That guy really agreed with you ruining Yanbei like this.

?”

Hun Invisible said: "The guy you are talking about...are you referring to Zhixian or the Master of the Weeping Blood Pavilion?"

He raised his eyebrows and said mockingly: "Or maybe both?"

Dou Xiaotong said: "If you ruin Yan Bei like this, he will definitely kill you when he wakes up."

Hun's invisible voice became more and more sarcastic, "I think he is truly awakened now."

Dou Xiaotong did not speak again.

Unlike the battle with the Fengshenwei, this battle was not rushed. Neither the formation nor the soul-stirring techniques were known for their speed, so the occasional exchanges did not affect the dangerous situation of the battle.

Fengshun City has at least several large formations that can be used to kill Hedao, and each formation is filled with countless souls. With the soul-stirring technique, it is very simple to control those souls to find their way to life in the formation.

If there is no exit door, then force one to come out.

Dou Xiaotong did not speak at this time because he discovered that Hun Intangible's fighting style suddenly changed.

All the souls became one with him, his aura increased several times, and his body seemed to be much bigger.

Dou Xiaotong's mind turned slightly, and several large formations rose up from the ground. The fluctuations contained in them would make even a great creature of Hedao feel frightened after seeing them.

The light in the array changes as if it has been refracted by a mirror, but every time it is refracted it will be enhanced by several points!

Dozens or even hundreds of rays of light shot straight towards the invisible soul after countless refractions, shattering the space wherever they passed.

Hun invisiblely stretched out a hand, and there was a circular barrier in front of the palm. The light shining on the barrier seemed to be absorbed, except for the ripples that spread out in circles without causing any waves.

Light is infinite, but light is not.

At least not the light here and now.

The source of his power is formations. Even Dou Xiaotong cannot wave his hand and lay down an infinite formation that can cut through Hedao.

"If your skills stop here, I will be very disappointed." Hun Xiangxiang said lightly: "After all, you are the only one who can beat me."

Dou Xiaotong responded: "That's because you have fought against too few strong men."

Hun invisible said seriously: "Of course I don't think that I am invincible in the world. There are many people stronger than me, including the several gods hidden in Daoyuan, the immortal Zhixian in the world who doesn't know where he is, the master of Daoming Temple, Xueyun

The masters of the Sword Pavilion...but they are not the opponents I need to face."

Dou Xiaotong thought for a while and said, "This is true."

Hun Invisible said: "Since there is a tall person to hold up the sky when it falls, then I only need to carry the things under the sky."

Dou Xiaotong laughed dumbly, "I haven't done anything for a long time, but I didn't expect that you would underestimate me to this extent."

After a pause, he said seriously: "Do you really think I'm not as good as Li Jinxing?"

Hun Xiang was a little surprised and asked: "Why do you think you can be compared with the mortal Zhixian?"

Dou Xiaotong was quite speechless, thinking that talking to laymen was indeed tiring.

He stopped talking a lot and raised his palms lightly.

There seemed to be a linkage between the formations he had set up, and there was a faint light connecting them all.

"It's okay now." Dou Xiaotong said softly: "A powerful formation requires formation flags. It is unreasonable to generate domineering power out of thin air. Since it is unreasonable, it is naturally not a legitimate opponent."

"That's it." Hun invisible glanced around for a week and found that exactly 999 formations were linked together to form a super formation.

"There are three thousand techniques in the Ten Thousand Volumes of Dao Zang. I heard that you studied them all, and you were very interested in one third of them. You created your own Dao from them. I guess it is the foundation of these formations?"

Dou Xiaotong said: "It took me some time, but I personally selected the exercises in the Dao Zang. I can't let you underestimate them."

He chuckled twice and said, "The rest of the techniques have been perfected. I, ah, can no longer perfect those techniques."

During the conversation, Hun invisible was also looking at those techniques, looking very curious.

"Is this the holy fire path of the Holy Fire Sect? I said it before, even the fairy fire is not the strongest in the world, haha, it is true."

"Hey, this is chaos? Chaos produces two rites, and two rites produce the five elements. It seems that this is the great five elements method of those idiots from the Five Elements Sect."

"Look, look what is this? Oh my God, you didn't even let go of the Yihua Palace? This is like pulling a tooth out of a tiger's mouth, right?"

"..."

There are thousands of ways in the field, and the invisible soul can actually recognize most of them. Even some secret methods cannot escape his eyes.

But there were still some that he failed to recognize.

But just because he didn't recognize it, doesn't mean he will just sit back and wait for death.

Knowing your opponent and situation clearly is just one of the steps to win.

There are many ways to achieve victory.

An endless black aura suddenly emitted from behind him, and a huge door that seemed to be as high as the sky was looming in the black aura.

The soul walked invisiblely into the giant door, looked back at Dou Xiaotong, and then slowly disappeared.

The final form of Soul Capturing Technique, the gate of ghost appears.






This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next