After the Ice Palace of Yuhua Cemetery sank into the ground, the weather in Sansheng County began to warm up. The heavy snow melted, the clouds cleared and the fog dispersed, and a scorching sun emerged from the clouds.
It is late spring and early summer, and the sun is shining brightly and colorfully.
"Boom!"
The sky was covered with dark clouds, and there was a giant python moving through it. An old man wearing a black basalt suit stood on top of the giant python.
There is also a golden lion that is tens of meters long, flapping its wings and flying rapidly.
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Above the sky, murderous intent billowed, dragons and tigers roared, and countless strong men were chasing Feng Feiyun.
"Three rays of divine consciousness have already passed through my body. They are frighteningly powerful. They are all at least half a giant giant level."
Feng Feiyun and Wang Meng were escaping towards Qianhua Ancient City rapidly. With the naked eye, they could see the boiling murderous aura in the sky. Several huge pressures were so frightening that their legs became weak.
The monks in Qianhua Ancient City were all shocked. The scene in front of them was so magnificent. Two Wanxiang students wearing white Confucian robes fled towards the ancient city, followed by dozens of extremely tyrannical and vicious men.
"He is the son of a demon. What kind of disaster did this guy get into that led so many strong men from the older generation to chase him?" On the wall of Qianhu Ancient City, a young monk wearing a monk's robe looked at him from a distance.
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"You don't know yet? I heard that the son of the demon was defeated by the mythical figure Nalan Hongtao. He is extremely talented. Now many people want to get rid of him because they don't want him to grow up."
"What? Even Nalan Hongtao, who is in this realm, is no match for him. This son of a demon is too terrifying."
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There are many immortal cultivators gathered in Qianhua Ancient City. Some are local monks from Sansheng County who fled here, and some are from some great cultivators of immortality. They went to Yuhua Tomb to dig the ice palace.
These people were all shocked by the scene in front of them.
A black shadow hundreds of meters high appeared. The shadow was like a statue, blocking half of the sky. It chased Feng Feiyun and the two behind, and from time to time it would shoot out a black beam of light, blasting a series of explosions on the ground.
The big pit.
"I know that he is a half-step giant from the Tenth Hall of Senluo. He has practiced the 'Phantom of the Evil Emperor' among the twelve evil arts. He is a ruthless person who is feared by everyone in the evil way."
"A son of a demon actually provoked a half-step giant to take action. Not even the eight veteran epic-level geniuses have such an honor."
"There is no way, who told the son of the demon to sleep with Lu Liwei, the most beautiful woman in the Tenth Hall of Senluo Palace? I heard that Lu Liwei has a great relationship with Mount Putuo. If the Tenth Hall of Senluo Palace cannot take Feng Feiyun's head,
How should I explain it to the one on Mount Putuo?"
An old man in black robes with four black wings on his back flew past, his eyes as dark as an eagle's, shooting out a glare.
Just a look directly shocked Feng Feiyun to the point of vomiting blood.
Wang Meng was even more miserable. Seven or eight bones in his body were broken and he was severely injured. If he hadn't relied on his strong body to stare at him, he would have fainted.
"Damn it, bastard!"
Feng Feiyun lifted Wang Meng up, and the reincarnation under his feet became faster and turned into a breeze, rushing into Qianhua Ancient City.
"The Demonic Wings of the Underworld is a technique that ranks high among the twelve evil arts. Someone has actually cultivated four magical wings. Could it be the Half-Step Giant from the Fourth Hall of Senluo Palace?"
"It should be him. The son of the demon gave Bai Ruxue such a high-profile assassination. The senior officials of Senluo Palace must be so angry that smoke is coming out of their heads. There will definitely be a powerful person who will take action to kill him."
"The son of the demon escaped into Qianhua Ancient City!"
"There is no escape. The son of the demon can be king among the younger generation, but compared with the half-step giant, it is still far behind. No matter where you escape, it will be the same. You cannot escape the situation of certain death."
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The monks in Qianhua Ancient City felt the murderous intention of obliterating them, and they all escaped from Qianhua Ancient City. However, some people still had no time to escape from the city gate, and were blocked back by those who were chasing Feng Feiyun, so they could only hide everywhere.
The sky above the entire Qianhua Ancient City was thick with black clouds, strange beasts were roaring, and streaks of light were passing through.
Among those who are chasing Feng Feiyun, they are definitely not only Senluo Shidian, but also monks from Ziming Corpse Cave, strong men from Beiming Family, and even some people from other immortal cultivating forces. All of them are top figures.
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Someone has already begun to set up a formation to wrap the entire Qianhua Ancient City inside, turning this ancient city into a huge cage, preparing to catch turtles in it.
"The son of the demon is really a fool. He escaped here. This is like putting himself in a cage. Now he can hardly fly even if he has wings." A disciple of the earth generation from Ziming Corpse Cave sneered mockingly.
"Even if the entire Qianhua Ancient City is sacrificed, the son of the demon must be wiped out. This kind of person must not be allowed to grow up. The threat is too great." said a His Highness from the Senluo Palace.
Gathering so many superpowers, all just to kill a monk who is in the realm of God-based Dzogchen. This has never happened before in history. Even if Feng Feiyun dies in their hands today, his reputation will be passed down through the ages.
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These people were not in a hurry to break into Qianhua Ancient City. They planned to burn the formation and completely seal the entire ancient city before taking action slowly to prevent Feng Feiyun from taking advantage of the opportunity to escape.
It's already a certain death situation, so there's no need to rush.
"These bastards are too cruel. If they fall into my hands, I will blow their heads open with one punch." Wang Meng's face was covered with blood, and he looked at the sky above the ancient city angrily, as if he heard
Then bursts of laughter came from above the clouds.
The Qianhua Ancient City, which was once bustling with activity, is now without a soul in sight. It is eerily silent. All you can see is the lanterns still hanging on the eaves, fluttering in the wind and making a "ka-ka" sound.
There are also footsteps!
Feng Feiyun suddenly stopped and stood outside Yingoufang.
Silver Hook is still majestic and majestic, and the building is very magnificent, but now it has become somewhat unrecognizable. The gold smelting gate has been removed, the jade rock floor has also been dug out, and even the stone on the top of the palace has been removed.
Not a single tile was left; all were carted away.
"Haha, this Dongfang Yiye is really a talent. He seemed to have expected that Qianhua Ancient City would be in trouble. He actually moved the entire Yingoufang away in advance, and all the valuable things were taken away by him."
Feng Feiyun knelt down and found that even the doornails had been dug out, leaving only a pile of crude stone walls in the entire Yingoufang.
"Businessmen are businessmen, and they are really good at what they do. It is not unreasonable for the Yingou family to be so rich that it rivals the country!" Feng Feiyun sighed sincerely.
"Uncle Master, how long has it been and you are still concerned about the affairs of the Yingou family?" Wang Meng said slightly anxiously, "Let's survive tonight first and then talk about it!"
Feng Feiyun remained unhurried, stood up, and said with a smile: "Wang Meng, are you afraid of death?"
"Don't be afraid. If I can die with my uncle, I will feel that I will die without regrets." Wang Meng said.
Feng Feiyun smiled and said: "You are not afraid, but I am! Let's go! I will take you to a place!"
A large formation has been set up around Qianhua Ancient City. There are several extremely powerful people guarding the formation. It is like a black cover that wraps up the entire Qianhu Ancient City.
Several streams of light passed through the formation and entered Qianhua Ancient City.
These people are all the kings of the younger generation, so it would be best for them to come forward to kill Feng Feiyun, so that they can have an excuse on the side of the God King.
Of course, if the kings of the younger generation cannot kill Feng Feiyun, then the strong men of the older generation will definitely take action regardless of the rules.
The black clouds in the sky are getting lower and lower, and the entire Qianhua Ancient City is pitch black. Only one or two lights are still burning on the empty ancient streets, making the entire Qianhua Ancient City look like a ghost town.
"Da da!"
Two footsteps shuttled up and down the ancient street.
Feng Feiyun, who was wearing white Confucian clothes and had an outstanding appearance, walked in front and stopped outside a dark post house.
This inn looks extremely old, with the door open and a plaque hanging above the door, covered with spider webs, with four ghostly characters like "The dead are the greatest" written on it.
"Uncle Master, what kind of ghost place is this? Why do I feel like I fell into an ice cave and came to the underworld after coming here?" Wang Meng already felt numbness in his scalp and numbness in his legs and feet before he entered the post house.
Keep calling.
Inside the gate of the inn, there are streaks of shadowy light coming out, and will-o'-the-wisps dancing, which makes people's hair stand on end just by looking at it.
Feng Feiyun also swallowed hard. If the enemy was not too powerful, he would not want to come here, and this is the only way to survive.
The last time he came here with the female demon, Feng Feiyun didn't feel like this. After coming here this time, he felt very similar to Wang Meng.
"Let's go! This time we can only lure the tiger and drive out the wolf." Feng Feiyun felt very unsure and came to find the succubus. This was already the last resort. But if he wanted to survive tonight, he could not do it in Sansheng County.
Only by relying on the power of the succubus.
After walking into the post house, the courtyard was filled with dozens of coffins, scattered horizontally and vertically, making it look particularly eerie.
Balls of weeping aura surrounded the coffin, and will-o'-the-wisps emerged from the front of the coffin.
"Uncle Master, what the hell is this place? I feel like the dead people in these coffins will crawl out at any time." Wang Meng felt that his legs were weak and he couldn't walk.
"You are not even afraid of death, but you are still afraid of dead people?" Feng Feiyun joked.
"Nima, this ghost place is more terrifying than death... Oh my god, there is a person!" Wang Meng trembled all over, pointed straight to the edge of the corner of the yard, and sat down on the ground in fright.
It was the third zombie who was guarding the inn. He was old and skinny, and all the hair on his head had turned white. He was sweeping the floor with a sweeper in his hand.
His pair of old, deep-set eyes looked over with a strong evil aura.