Since Leopard Demon Fenghuo left the royal city that day, he led a group of men on a journey to southern Zhejiang. The scene of the battle with the death-eating ghosts in Nanzhe City last year is still vivid in my mind, but now the city is completely silent. The death-eating ghosts had already been wiped out by the troops sent by the royal city, and then their bodies were burned with fire. Even the poisonous mist that once floated over the city had dissipated.
Standing once again on this central axis road paved with floor tiles inlaid with gold thread patterns, there was nothing left in this once prosperous city except the cold wind blowing in the face.
In fact, when he came here before, Feng Huo was curious that he could not find the body of the fire hyena, the lord of Nanzhe City, but it was not just the fire hyena. Except for the zombie-eating ghost, the corpses of the former residents and even animals in the city had disappeared. In fact, it is not difficult to guess that even if there are still dead people who have not been infected by the death-eating poison, they must have become delicacies for the death-eating ghosts. The locust-like predators will not even have any bones left. Down.
Or maybe the fire hyena has become a member of the army of death-eating ghosts? But even so, the Ring of Beiming made of tungsten gold must still be in this city as long as it is not taken away by others.
Feng Huo ordered his men to work separately, with each person responsible for searching for clues in different areas, while he himself walked towards the Nanzhe Palace. As soon as he pushed the palace door open, he smelled a musty smell. The palace was dimly lit and eerily silent. Only when his feet stepped on the marble floor, the sound of "tap, tap, tap" echoed. in the air.
He lit the demon fire with one hand and used the fire ball to light the way ahead. The ground on both sides was a mess, filled with the remains of damaged furniture and porcelain. This weird atmosphere was unpleasant, but how could he, Feng Huo, be so timid and cowardly? He took a deep breath and continued walking inside, starting to look around for the shadow of the Ring of Beiming.
For some reason, he always had the feeling that he was not the only one in this supposedly empty palace. It is an hallucination that is easy to occur in the dark. When looking at the paintings on the wall or the still lifes placed in the space, imagination will always give them phantoms.
He passed through the front hall and entered the courtyard. In this open space, he could finally relax a little. There doesn't seem to be anything unusual in the courtyard. It's almost evening, and the afterglow of the sun shines on the bare garden lights in the courtyard. At this time, a group of crows are chirping and flying over the sky like a whole flock of crows. A swift dark cloud.
He had been busy dealing with the mourning ghosts when he came here before, but now when Feng Huo was walking alone in the deserted and empty palace, the fear was completely different from what he felt at that time. The slightest movement would make his hair stand on end.
He plucked up the courage to push open the heavy door of the main hall. He choked on the dust that hit his face, and subconsciously covered his nose with his hand. The moment his palm flashed past his eyes, a black shadow seemed to flicker in the darkness ahead. He didn't know if he was hallucinating, so he quickly moved forward. After taking a few steps, he heard the sound of the door being closed behind him. Before he could realize what was going on, he was about to look back. Go, but a dazzling light shines straight down.
When he came back to his senses, he was already standing in the brightly lit and resplendent main hall of Nanzhe Palace, with exotic music echoing in his ears. Demon servants were busily passing by him, serving the guests in costumes. Delicious food and palace wines.
A sturdy figure wearing an animal skin cloak came towards him. It was none other than the Lord of Nanzhe City, Huo Hui. He staggered up to him with a wine glass in his hand, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Feng Huo, come and have a drink with me!"
I don't know when, but a wine glass appeared in Feng Huo's hand. The aroma of wine made people feel that this was not an illusion. Everything around me is so familiar. Even though it is no longer the same as before, the lively scene every time I came to Nanzhe City in the past still seems like yesterday. Southern Zhejiang is as wealthy as any other country, and Fire Man is easy to make friends with. He often holds banquets for several days and nights to entertain distinguished guests from all over the demon world. This must be one of those times.
Feng Huo drank the wine in his glass as if he was coping, and then subconsciously looked at Huo Huan's left hand. Sure enough, the Ring of Beiming was on the little finger of his left hand, and the unique rose-colored light of tungsten gold was very dazzling. He clearly knew that he did not have the ability to escape from the soul, so that meant that the scene in front of him must be his hallucination, and what caused this hallucination? Could it be that he fell into a trap set by Qingyun? But he thought again, instead of going to so much trouble, Qingyun why not just send his men to fight with him.
After thinking for a moment, he decided to let nature take its course for the time being and see what would happen next, so he let the fire hyena pull him to sit next to his throne. The more carefully he observed everything around him, the more inconsistent he felt, and he discovered that it was most likely a fragment of his own memory. Because except for the fire hyena, everyone else is like a mirror reflected in his memory, and does not react to his every move. In order to confirm his idea, he stood up and walked to a guest, patted him, and tried to say a few words to him. Sure enough, there was no reaction at all. He tried a few more people, but the result was the same.
Huo Hui sat there drinking wine while watching Feng Huo's every move, with a strange smile on his face. When he saw that Feng Huo finally gave up asking the guests, but stopped and turned to stare at him, he put down the wine glass in his hand and said, "I want to play with you for a while longer!"
Fenghuo summoned a pair of Fenghuo axes and asked, "Why are you here?!"
Huo Hye stood up from the throne with a sneer and replied: "Haha, after so many years, you still haven't changed at all, you are still so impatient!"
The music and the chatter of the guests around them stopped abruptly. Those guests with dull eyes also stood up from their seats and faced the direction of Feng Huo to reveal the true faces of their undead puppets. Each undead puppet held in their hands the same thing that they had just seen. Weapons that have never appeared.
Feng Huo felt the tension spreading around him and shouted at Huo Huo: "Answer me quickly, why are you here? Otherwise..."
The fire mane suppressed the smile on his face and said angrily: "Otherwise, what can you do to me?! Why can't I be here?! This is my city! Even if I die, everything here belongs to me. , but you took everything that belonged to me without my permission!”
Feng Huo asked: "You should have died in the conspiracy launched by Qing Yun. Are you an undead?"
"Don't care what I am, I will take what you took from me!"
As soon as Huo Xi finished speaking, the guests surrounding Feng Huo waved their weapons and attacked Feng Huo. He responded with his own Feng Huo. Although he didn't know why the fire hyena turned into an undead, his intuition told Feng Huo that all this must be related to Qingyun. If you want to know the answer, you must first deal with the group of undead puppets in front of you.
The undead control weapons with their thoughts, but they do not have real bodies. They can cause damage to opponents, but it is difficult for the opponent to hurt them. The only way to deal with them is to attack them ferociously enough, and concentrate your demonic power to attack directly to break their gathered souls into pieces.
Feng Huo's movements were as fast as lightning. He waved the wind ax and the fire ax vigorously while approaching the fire hyena step by step. It's just that this group of undead puppets were numerous and very difficult to deal with. If he didn't concentrate his strength during the attack, he wouldn't be able to completely eliminate them. When he finally conquered them one by one and came to the fire mane, he was panting and sweating profusely.
Seeing him gasping for air, Fire Mane actually looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, saying: "It's just some puppet soldiers that make you suffer like this. You have really regressed a lot compared to the past!"
If Feng Huo still had a little confusion and fear in his heart before, now they have disappeared without a trace. He responded with a relaxed face: "I guess your appearance like this must be related to that Qingyun, then if I If I want your Ring of Beiming, you won’t agree happily. I didn’t get to fight you when you were alive, but today I’ve been waiting for this opportunity!”
"Okay, let me teach you again how to use the weapons in your hands!"
The fire mane said, summoning his pair of giant axes. Axes and axes are similar in that they are both long weapons used for chopping. The difference is that the blade of the axe is wider than that of the axe, and is in the shape of a half-moon, with its legs slightly upturned. Fire Mane's ax has a red handle and a blue blade. It is made of extremely hard metal. Although it is heavy, it can be swung freely in his hands. As soon as he lifts them, it will bring up two whirlwinds.
Under normal circumstances, the undead cannot use demonic power, let alone produce a whirlwind of demonic power. However, the undead of Fire Hyena can not follow this law at all. His demonic power has increased compared with that in life, and the demonic power of Fenghuo and Fenghuo. The cyclones are both golden, suppressing each other and expanding.
In the past, Feng Huo had never imagined that he could defeat Fire Hyena, because both his seniority in the clan and his status in the demon world were higher than his own. But at this moment, his mood was completely different. The Huo Hye in front of him was not the person he was familiar with. Although Huo Hye had an endless pursuit of wealth, he was not so mad that he would seek refuge in Qingyun. .
Feng Huo couldn't guess how Qingyun controlled and changed him, but his hatred for this demon only deepened. This Qingyun not only caused the city of Nanzhe to be destroyed, but also made the Fire Mane, the pride of the Leopard Demon Clan, a big stain. Even after his death, he was still unwilling to let his soul rest in peace.
Because they were both leopard demons, they used similar weapons, and even practiced the same demon techniques and tricks, so Feng Huo didn't know who was more skilled. But now that he has reached this point, he cannot back down. Whether for the sake of the demon world or simply to cleanse the stain left by the fire hyena, he must defeat him and find a way to transcend and purify his soul.