In this death cemetery, I met an old man who lived in a hut and was the first-generation head of the Feng family. It really made people feel very unreal.
The old man listened carefully to Feng Feiyun's story, and finally understood the cause and effect.
"Really bastard, the Feng family has produced so many wastes, and sacrificed his own people because he was afraid of the Silver Hook family. Shit, really bastard." Feng Mo twisted the beard on his chin and glared angrily. The old man who was originally kind and kind , his expression became sharper.
The old man was pacing outside the grass cottage, and suddenly, he stood beside Feng Feiyun, his fingers clasped Feng Feiyun's wrist.
The speed is so fast that Feng Feiyun was caught by the opponent before he could start the speed of reincarnation.
The old man nodded in admiration and said, "Yes, yes, the cultivation of the first level of destiny, an epic genius."
He let go of Feng Feiyun's arm, his eyes noticed the few white hairs on Feng Feiyun's forehead, and his brows were slightly wrinkled, so young, how could he age before getting old
He suddenly ripped open Feng Feiyun's clothes, and saw that there was an evil mark on Feng Feiyun's majestic chest, covering half of his chest, and it would erode the position of his heart.
The old man's sunken eyes shrank, and he said in a slightly shocked expression: "The King of Hell is rotting blood. No wonder your talent is so high, but your blood is so weak."
Feng Feiyun's heart moved, and he quickly said: "Senior, do you know how to dissolve the corrupt blood of the King of Hell?"
Feng Feiyun didn't call him Old Ancestor, but Senior.
The old man's face was slightly displeased, but Feng Feiyun had been expelled from the Feng family, and he was not considered a child of the Feng family, so naturally he didn't need to call him ancestor.
The old man sighed, shook his head, and said, "The king of hell rots blood, and the world is incomprehensible. You can come here alive, it's already very good."
Feng Feiyun's face was slightly disappointed, but it was also expected, if the rotten blood of the King of Hell was really so easy to understand, it wouldn't make the giants panic.
Life and death are destiny, wealth is in heaven.
"Cough cough!" Feng Feiyun looked at the broken evil corpse on the Huadao tree, full of doubts in his heart, but he didn't ask, and said, "The Feng family is in a crisis of genocide, I wonder if the seniors will Will you come out to rescue?"
The old man said: "I have long known that the Feng family will suffer a disaster. After this disaster, the Feng family will rise like an emperor and stars. I have been here for too long, and it is time to go out."
The old man stood outside the grass hut, and his old eyes were full of sympathy and compassion. Suddenly, he saw the stunning woman standing behind Feng Feiyun, Wan Xiangcen, a sharp energy emerged from his eyes, and he snapped. Said: "Not the children of the Feng family, can not enter the ancestral land of the mausoleum, and those who enter will die."
Wan Xiangcen's heart has long been shocked and inexplicable. The first generation of the Feng family's patriarch did not die, so he lived in seclusion in the cemetery of the ancestors of the Feng family.
If a character of this level is born, I am afraid that even if all the powerhouses in the Seventh Hall of Senluo Hall take action together, they will not be able to compete with him.
In front of Feng Mo, Wan Xiangcen was naturally unable to be as indifferent as Feng Feiyun, already kneeling on the ground, her delicate body trembling a little, and said, "Feng Feiyun is not a child of the Feng family, he entered the ancestral land of the mausoleum, must also die."
How smart Wan Xiangcen is, seeing the old man's appreciation for Feng Feiyun, he would never kill Feng Feiyun, that's why he said this.
The old man said: "He is not a child of the Feng family now, but after I go out, he will still return to the Feng family. With such a talent, are those unworthy descendants who say that they will be expelled from the family. Without my consent, he will be expelled from the family. He's still a man of the wind."
The old man looked at Feng Feiyun with a smile, with deep meaning in his eyes.
Feng Feiyun bravely met his gaze without flinching at all. He was also trying to figure out the intentions of the first generation of the Feng family. He knew that he was already a dying person, yet he still paid so much attention to him. Could it be that the first-generation patriarch knew how to defuse the rotten blood of the King of Hell, but didn't tell him
By the way, the old man only said that there is no solution to the rotten blood of the King of Hell, but he did not say that Feng Feiyun will die without a doubt.
The Feng family's mausoleum ancestral land is indeed a forbidden land. After outsiders enter here, they will know everything here. If it is spread out, it is indeed not a good thing.
Seeing Wan Xiangcen's pale face, the old man smiled kindly and said, "Haha! I'm just joking with you, girl, get up! The future daughter-in-law of my Feng family can also enter. The ancestral land of the mausoleum."
The old man helped Wan Xiangcen up with his hands.
Obviously, the first-generation owner of the Feng family had misunderstood. Seeing that Feng Feiyun brought Wan Xiangcen to the ancestral land of the mausoleum, he thought that Wan Xiangcen was Feng Feiyun's sweetheart.
The first-generation patriarch was very optimistic about Feng Feiyun, and hoped that he could return to the Feng family. Naturally, he would bow to "his sweetheart" first, and then wanted to make compromises for this outstanding junior.
But Feng Feiyun didn't make the slightest statement, and was terribly calm. The more so, the more the first-generation owner of the Feng family appreciated Feng Feiyun.
Feng Feiyun did not speak, Wan Xiangcen was naturally willing to pretend to be the future daughter-in-law of the Feng family, so that not only could he save his life, but he might also get some benefits from this unfathomable old man. Such a good thing, He Le rather than.
The old man took out a blood-stained jade bottle and handed it to Feng Feiyun, saying: "This is the turtle incense that a friend gave me a long time ago. After taking it, it will be enough to prolong your life by three. moon."
Turtles are the longest-lived creatures between heaven and earth. The so-called turtle fragrance is the saliva of spiritual turtles, which can nourish human flesh and blood and delay human aging.
In the words of Mao Wugui, the fragrance of turtles, nourishing yin and nourishing yang, anti-aging and anti-aging, women are young, men are strong, it is really a must-have medicine for home travel.
The tortoise's fragrance of the turtle's tortoise is stronger as it lives older.
Feng Feiyun took the Turtle Fragrance over and put it away properly. He thought to himself, the Turtle Fragrance can actually prolong my life. If I caught the Turtle and stewed it, I would be able to live a little longer. The year is not necessarily the same.
The old man left the cottage, saying that there was something important to do, and asked Feng Feiyun and Wan Xiangcen to wait for him to come back in the cottage, and go back to Feng's house tomorrow.
After the old man left, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became weird, especially the evil corpse of the King of Hell hanging on the Huadao tree, which seemed to move a little, causing the brand of the King of Hell on Feng Feiyun's chest to tremble.
"puff!"
Feng Feiyun vomited out a mouthful of blood, his whole body seemed to be drained, and he knelt on the ground halfway. The rotten blood of Hades in his body had already filled his heart, merged into Feng Feiyun's heart, and fused with his blood. together.
The loss of vitality is accelerating.
Feng Feiyun hurriedly took out the jade bottle, and he poured it into his mouth in a hurry, regardless of whether it contained turtle incense or not.
No, this is not Turtle Fragrance at all!
The real turtle incense does not need to be taken at all, it can penetrate into the body directly when poured into the palm of the hand, but the bottle of turtle incense that the old man gave to Feng Feiyun did not melt even after it entered the throat. The feeling that rushed into the mind.
Wan Xiangcen looked at Feng Feiyun rolling on the ground in pain, showing a cruel sneer, Feng Feiyun, you are today, her palm condensed a faint light, and turned into a sword of aura.
She is the Highness of the Evil Dao. She has secretly broken a seal and recovered a level of cultivation. She sacrificed the Spiritual War Sword, walked towards Feng Feiyun, and said with a sneer, "Looking at how painful you are, It must be very difficult now, let me help you out of the sea of misery!" "Ow!"
Feng Feiyun suddenly raised his head, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes, just like the eyes of the most ferocious beast. Seeing these pair of demon-like eyes, Wan Xiangcen's heart trembled, she was startled, and hurriedly flew back.
"Bang!"
Feng Feiyun rushed up, smashed the sword in her hand directly with his body, stretched out two claws to catch her weak and delicate body, threw it out, and smashed the wooden door of the thatched cottage. fell into the grass hut.
Through the broken door, it can be seen that there is an iron coffin in the cottage. The iron coffin was originally the coffin of the first generation of the Feng family, but the lid has been broken by something. ran out of it.
If Feng Feiyun was still conscious, he would definitely have discovered this scene, but at this moment, both the blood of the demon and the rotten blood of the King of Hell in his body were stimulated at the same time, and they were running around all over the body.
Feng Feiyun broke through the sawdust, rushed into the grass hut, and grabbed Wan Xiangcen, who had fallen on the ground, without pity on Xiangxiyu. beautiful legs.
"No, Feng Feiyun, be gentle, it hurts..."
"Ow, ooh, stinky bitch, I'll fuck you!"
Feng Feiyun slapped her past, Wanxiang Cen Xuebai's naked body flew out again, this time she was lying on the ground with a jade body, she had fainted, she could no longer struggle, and she couldn't make a sound.
Feng Feiyun's eyes were like fire, the muscles in his body swelled, his blood roared, and pieces of dragon scales appeared on his arms, and dragon roars and phoenix roars sounded on his body, and his breath was violent, directly pressing Wan Xiangcen's slender and delicate On the jade body…
Outside the cottage, a gust of wind blew.
Feng Mo was standing outside the grass hut. Through the broken wooden door, he could see what was happening inside. He could hear the woman's heart-piercing screams and moans.
There was a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said to himself: "There is indeed the blood of demons in the body, and the blood of demons can actually compete with the rotten blood of the King of Hell, what a powerful bloodline! Feng Feiyun! , Feng Feiyun, giggle, you are destined to return to the Feng family and conquer the world with me. Your fate is like this, you can't escape my palm. "
The rhythm and immortal energy on Feng Mo's body disappeared without a trace, replaced by a surging evil energy, and the white hair on his head also turned black, more than ten meters long, and the suffocating energy was overwhelming.