"I am willing to follow my master until death." At this point, the powerful Jindan master of Maoshan finally lowered his proud head and completely surrendered to Feng Qingyang.
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang looked at him deeply. The other party's expression was the same as usual, as if there was no major change. At this point, he suddenly became determined to kill him.
The other golden elixirs might be useful to keep, but this person must be killed without a doubt, no matter what the fault was, no one could be forgiven, besides, they were mortal enemies.
"You wait here, I will definitely find you if I have something." After saying that, his body twisted and disappeared in an instant. When he reappeared, he returned to the foot of Tiandu Peak.
This time, Tiandu Peak is no longer as magnificent as before. There are creativity everywhere, bottomless pits, and countless mountains destroyed. The dark white rocks are exposed, and it looks so desolate.
"The disciples brought by the ten major sects this time have all died again. I'm afraid that their vitality has been completely damaged." After thinking about it, an idea suddenly came into his mind. His eyes were extremely bright, like the brightest stars. At this moment, a magnificent ambition suddenly emerged.
"It's time to go to the Ghost Market." He muttered to himself, turned into a long rainbow and leaped away. Not long after, he arrived at the City Lord's Mansion of Guiyuan City.
The grand occasion of his tribulation-crossing soon spread throughout the world of cultivation, but it also left many unsolved mysteries, such as why the disciples from the ten major sects he brought with him were once again wiped out, and why all the Golden Core masters who went there disappeared
Although he heard the sound of the Jindan master's self-detonation, there was only one sound after all. What about the others? Moreover, since he passed the tribulation, Tiandu Peak was filled with sharp sword energy everywhere. Ordinary cultivators in the early stage of foundation building could not get close to it at all, otherwise they would be killed by the chaotic sword energy.
Of course, all this is a story for the future. When Feng Qingyang approached Guiyuan City, it was almost dawn and the sky was slightly white. He took a deep breath and plunged in.
After a while, they arrived at the main hall, only to see the city lord and people from the Ghost King Sect all there, but the host and guest relationship was just the opposite, Gui Ming became the guest of honor, while his cheap father-in-law could only wait on the side.
"Boy, come here quickly." Seeing Feng Qingyang on the floor, the city lord on the side shouted hurriedly. His face looked a little unnatural. Looking at his appearance, he seemed to want to say something but hesitated. Finally, he glared at Feng Qingyang fiercely, then turned his head and ignored him.
"Father-in-law." Feng Qingyang laughed secretly, stepped forward, and came to his side. This time, looking at the mighty middle-aged man in front of him, Feng Qingyang no longer had that kind of admiration. There was only a touch of respect, that was the senior, and also his father-in-law.
Ever since he broke through the realm of black zombies, he had the vague feeling that the world here could no longer bear him. An invisible call always came from the void, as if asking him to go.
Suddenly, someone patted his shoulder while he was absent-minded. Feng Qingyang frowned and turned his head to see the city lord looking at him meaningfully. Then his eyes flashed and he looked at Gui Ming above the hall.
He smiled knowingly, his expression changed, and he said with a smile: "Old Korean, long time no see, you are still so energetic, why don't I see you in such a mess after escaping from the ancient tomb?"
Upon hearing this, there was a sound of people gasping for air in the hall, and the city lord on the side changed his expression drastically. Who was that person above
Feng Qingyang is the most powerful top-level being in the world of cultivation today, a Nascent Soul-level being who can cover the sky with one hand and suppress all the super giants for eternity. How dare he speak to him like this? Isn't this courting death
However, after seeing Gui Ming's reaction above, he was surprised again and became confused. He knew Feng Qingyang's background very well. He was just an unknown little zombie. Could he have any connection with such a big shot
However, he guessed wrong. Feng Qingyang did have a connection with Gui Ming, and it was a very deep connection. If it were not for Feng Qingyang, Gui Ming would have been suppressed to death long ago.
Sure enough, just when everyone thought Gui Ming was about to lose his temper, he saw his face twitching, and then he grabbed Feng Qingyang with his big hand and immediately brought him to his side.
His old face was as black as charcoal, and he immediately said in a voice transmission: "Good boy, you should at least give me some face, right? How can you talk to your savior like this?"
Feng Qingyang was stunned, his expression changed again, but with a hint of ridicule, he was secretly cursing in his heart, what savior? If it weren't for me, Feng Qingyang, who blocked the thunder tribulation for you in the ancient tomb, how could you have this day
He thought so in his heart, but did not say it out loud. He said, "What's the matter? If you have something to say, please tell me quickly. I'm still busy."
Hearing this, the faces of the people in the hall became strange again, as if they didn't understand. Except for Ku Shu and Feng Lei Yu Dian and a few others whose faces were normal, the faces of the rest turned crimson purple, secretly saying that Feng Qingyang didn't know the rules.
Even if he broke through the black zombie, he shouldn't be so arrogant. After all, the other party is a famous Nascent Soul master.
However, Gui Ming did not embarrass him. Instead, he twitched his muscles and said, "Well, the Ghost King's Order is still with you, right? Give it to me first, I'll take it back and it will be useful."
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang immediately turned his wrist, and the storage ring flashed, giving him the Ghost King Order. If he hadn't mentioned it today, he would have almost completely forgotten about it.
Seeing Feng Qingyang gave it so readily, Gui Ming felt embarrassed and secretly cursed this boy for not knowing the value of something.
"By the way, boy, I want to go back to the Ghost King Sect. Do you want to go with me?" Gui Ming asked again.
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the hall pricked up their ears. Everyone knew the relationship between Feng Qingyang and the Ghost King Sect, and what's more, the Ghost King Sect was so close to the Dark Night Ghost Market.
And now he has broken through the black zombie, and the important thing is that he will definitely fulfill the three-year agreement to avenge the blood feud three years ago.
"When are we leaving?"
"Tomorrow morning, in one week, it will be the fifteenth day of the lunar month. At that time, the Ghost King Sect will have another great event. You must come." After saying that, he stopped talking and disappeared in a flash.
"Boy, I have decided. You will come back with me to Ghost King Sect tomorrow morning." His series of words echoed in the hall. Feng Qingyang shook his head when he heard them, but he was looking forward to it in his heart.
If he returns to the Ghost King Sect, he can go to the Dark Night Ghost Market to wake up the sleeping Zhu Xuezhu. Just thinking of this, he becomes even more impatient.
Looking back at everyone, his eyes moved and suddenly turned to the city lord beside him. Seeing that his expression was a little unnatural, he finally remembered that he seemed to have glared at him before.
It seemed that there must be something to say. Sure enough, while he was thinking, the Lord of Guiyuan City suddenly said, "Qingyang, come with me first. I have something to tell you in detail."