After the Ice Palace of Yuhua Tomb sank into the ground, the weather in the entire Sansheng County began to warm up.
It was late spring and early summer, when the sun was shining brightly.
"Boom!"
The sky was dark and cloudy, and the figure of a giant python shuttled inside. An old man dressed in black Xuanwu Zhankai stood on the top of the giant python.
There is also a golden lion with a body size of dozens of meters, flapping its wings and flying rapidly.
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On the sky, the murderous aura was rolling, and the dragons and tigers roared. I don't know how many strong men were chasing and killing Feng Feiyun.
"Three divine senses have passed through me, and they are terrifyingly tyrannical. At least they have a half-step giant level of cultivation."
Feng Feiyun and Wang Meng were swiftly fleeing towards the ancient city of Qianhua, with the naked eye they could see the boiling murderous aura on the horizon, and several huge pressures, which made people's legs go weak.
The monks in the ancient city of Qianhua were all shocked. The scene in front of them was too magnificent. Two Vientiane students in white Confucian clothes fled towards the ancient city, followed by dozens of tyrannical murderers.
"It's the son of a demon, what kind of catastrophe did this guy get into to attract so many old and powerful people to hunt him down?" On the city wall of Qianhu Ancient City, a young monk in a Taoist robe was looking out from afar. .
"You don't know yet? I heard that the son of the demon was defeated by the mythical character Nalan Hongtao. He is extremely talented. Now many people want to get rid of him, and don't want him to grow up."
"What? Even Nalan Hongtao of the realm is not his opponent. This demon's son is too scary."
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There are many immortal cultivators gathered in the ancient city of Qianhua. Some are local monks from Sansheng County who fled here, and some are from some immortal cultivators who went to Yuhua Tomb to excavate the Ice Palace.
These people were shocked by the scene in front of them.
A black shadow hundreds of meters high appeared, the shadow was like a god statue, blocking half of the sky, chasing Feng Feiyun and the two behind, and from time to time, a black beam of light would shoot out, blasting a series of lines on the ground. the big pit.
"I know that it is a half-step giant in the tenth hall of Sen Luo. He has practiced the 'Evil Emperor Phantom' in the twelve great evil arts. In the evil way, he is a ruthless person who is feared by everyone."
"A son of a demon who actually provokes a half-step giant to take action. Even the veteran geniuses of the eight epic levels are not so honored."
"No way, who asked the son of the demon to put Lu Liwei, the first beauty in the tenth hall of Senluo Hall to sleep, I heard that Lu Liwei has a great relationship with Putuo Mountain. If the tenth hall of Senluo Hall can't take the head of Feng Feiyun, How to explain to the person in Putuo Mountain?"
An old man in a black robe with four black wings on his back, streaked across the air, his eyes were pitch black, like a falcon, and he made a look.
It was just a look that directly shocked Feng Feiyun to vomit blood.
Wang Meng was even more miserable. Seven or eight bones were broken on his body, and he was severely injured. If he hadn't been staring at him with a strong physique, he would have fainted.
"Damn, bastard!"
Feng Feiyun lifted Wang Meng up, the reincarnation under his feet was faster, turned into a breeze, and rushed into the ancient city of Qianhua.
"The Magic Wings of the Underworld, this is the top-ranked practice among the twelve evil arts. Some people have cultivated four magic wings. Could it be the half-step giant in the fourth hall of the Senluo Temple."
"It should be him. The son of the demon raped Bai Ruxue in such a high-profile manner. The high-level officials of Senluo Palace must be so angry that smoke rises from their heads, and there must be a Xeon shot to obliterate him."
"The son of the demon escaped into the ancient city of Qianhua!"
"There is no escape. The son of the demon can be king in the younger generation, but compared with the half-step giant, it is still too far behind. It is the same wherever he escapes, and he cannot escape the inevitable death situation."
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The monks in the ancient city of Qianhua felt the murderous intention of obliteration, and they all escaped from the ancient city of Qianhua, but there were still some people who 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 entire sky above the ancient city of Qianhua was covered with thick black clouds, strange beasts were roaring, and streams of light were shuttled.
Among these people chasing Feng Feiyun, there are definitely not only Senluo Ten Halls, but also the monks from Ziming Corpse Cave, the powerhouses of Beiming Family, and even some other immortal-cultivators, all of them are top figures. .
Someone has already started to arrange the formation, wrapping the entire ancient city of Qianhua inside, turning this ancient city into a huge cage, preparing for Weng Zhong to catch the turtle.
"The son of the demon is really an idiot. To escape here, it's like entering a cage by himself. Now he can't fly with his wings." A disciple from the Ziming Corpse Cave sneered mockingly.
"Even if the entire ancient city of Qianhua is sacrificed, the son of the demon must be obliterated. This kind of person must not be allowed to grow up. The threat is too great." said one of the highnesses of Senluo Temple.
Gathering so many super powerhouses is just to kill a monk in the great perfection realm of the gods. This has never happened in history. Even if Feng Feiyun died in their hands today, his name can be passed down through the ages. .
These people are not in a hurry to break into the ancient city of Qianhua, and plan to record the formation, and after the entire ancient city is completely sealed, they will take action slowly, so as not to let Feng Feiyun escape.
It's already a mortal situation, what's the rush.
"These bastards are too ruthless. If they fall into Lao Tzu's hands, they will have to blow their heads open with one punch." A burst of laughter came from above the clouds.
The originally bustling ancient city of Qianhua, now no one can see it, and it is frighteningly silent. All you can see is the lanterns still hanging on the eaves, fluttering in the wind and making a "click" sound.
And footsteps!
Feng Feiyun suddenly stopped and stood outside the Silver Hook Square.
The silver hook is still majestic and magnificent, and it was built very magnificently, but now it has become a little beyond recognition. Not a single tile is left, and they have all been transported away.
"Haha, this Dongfang Yiye is really a talent. He seems to have long expected that the ancient city of Qianhua will be doomed. He even moved the entire Silver Hook Square away in advance. Anything that is slightly valuable will be transported away by him."
Feng Feiyun squatted down and found that even the door nails had been dug out, leaving only a pile of simple stone walls in the entire Silver Hook Square.
"A businessman is a businessman, and he does a great job. It's not unreasonable for the Silver Hook family to be rich enough to rival the country!" Feng Feiyun sighed sincerely.
"Uncle, what time is it, you are still concerned about the Silver Hook family." Wang Meng was slightly anxious and said, "Let's live through tonight before we talk about it!"
Feng Feiyun was still 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 no regrets in death." Wang Meng said.
Feng Feiyun smiled and said: "You are not afraid, I am afraid! Let's go! Take you to a place!"
The great formation that has been laid all around the ancient city of Qianhua, there are several supreme powerhouses guarding the formation, like a black hood, wrapping the entire ancient city of Qianhu.
Several streamers passed through the formation and entered the ancient city of Qianhua.
These people are the kings of the younger generation. It is naturally the best for them to come forward to kill Feng Feiyun, so that there is an excuse on the side of the god king.
Of course, if several kings of the younger generation were unable to kill Feng Feiyun, then the powerhouses of the older generation would certainly disregard the rules.
The dark clouds in the sky were getting lower and lower, and the entire ancient city of Qianhua was pitch-dark. Only on the empty ancient streets, there were one or two lights lit up, illuminating the entire ancient city of Qianhua like a ghost town.
"Da da!"
Two footsteps shuttled across the ancient street.
Feng Feiyun, wearing a white Confucian robe, with an outstanding appearance, walked in front and stopped outside a dim post inn.
This post house looks extraordinarily outdated, the door is open, and there is a plaque above the door, covered with spider webs, and written with four ghost-like characters "The dead are the big ones".
"Uncle, what the hell is this place? Why do I feel that after I came here, it was as if I had fallen into an ice cave, like I had come to the underworld." Before Wang Meng entered the inn, he already felt his scalp numb, his legs and feet numb. Keep calling.
Inside the gate of the inn, there are streaks of dark light coming out, and ghost fires are beating, making people horrified at first glance.
Feng Feiyun also swallowed a mouthful of saliva. If the enemy was not too strong, he would not want to come here, and only here is the only way to survive.
The last time I came here with the female demon, Feng Feiyun didn't have such a feeling. After coming here this time, I feel very similar to Wang Meng.
"Let's go! This time I can only lead the tiger to drive the wolf." Feng Feiyun was very clueless, so he came to find the female demon. Only by the power of the witch.
After entering the inn, the yard is full of coffins, and there are dozens of them, which looks particularly gloomy.
The coffin was wrapped in a cloud of sobbing anger, and ghost fires emerged from the front of the coffin.
"Uncle, what the hell is this place? I feel that 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're not even afraid of death, but you're still afraid of death?" Feng Feiyun teased.
"Nima, this ghost place is more terrifying than death... Oh my God, there is a person!" Wang Meng shivered and pointed to the edge of the corner of the yard, and sat down on the ground in fright.
It was the third corpse who was guarding the inn. He was old and skinny, and the hair on his head was all white. He was sweeping away with a sweeper in his hand.
His old, sunken eyes, with a strong evil spirit, looked over.