The Fog Demon Desert. "You are really Nangong Wushuang, I didn't expect that the generation of geniuses of Hong Yan League would fall to such a point, my name is Feng Qian, and I am also a person from Hong Yan League, how did you come here and be caught and locked up by that purple mist man? What is that purple mist man?" Feng Qian nodded, slowly looked at Nangong Wushuang and said, he didn't expect that staying here for a while would actually save Nangong Wushuang's life!

"Thank you Senior Feng, alas! This matter is a long story, the juniors broke through to the early stage of reincarnation, and they came here to practice in actual combat, but I didn't expect that because they killed a large number of fog demon beasts, they alarmed the fog demon emperor......"

Saying that, Nangong Wushuang told everything about what happened to him, and Feng Qian immediately understood the whole thing.

Nangong Wushuang entered the Endless Mountain Range to practice, and inadvertently broke into this Fog Demon Wasteland, there are a large number of Fog Demon Beasts here, he was overjoyed, so he frantically slaughtered the Fog Demon Beasts to hone his actual combat ability, but he didn't expect the Fog Demon Emperor who had been sleeping to wake up because of this.

The Mist Demon Emperor is a divine beast, his real name is 'Ten Thousand Demon Mist Emperor', he is as famous as the Flame Demon, their strongest means is to create puppets, although the Mist Demon Emperor only has a demigod realm, but Nangong Wushuang is not his opponent, Nangong Wushuang was abolished by him and locked up in the Purple Mansion.

All the fog monsters in the fog demon desert were made by the fog demon emperor, which is equivalent to his puppet tools, no wonder the fog monsters do not belong to spirit beasts!

Originally, Nangong Wushuang was already desperate, the Fog Demon Emperor wanted to take his body if he volunteered, and he didn't agree to die, after the Purple Mansion was shattered, he couldn't even self-detonate, but he could self-destruct his soul, so that although he couldn't destroy all the body, he could destroy part of it, and the Mist Demon Emperor didn't like the mutilated body, although it could be restored, it was the same!

There is another point, that is, the Fog Demon Emperor's snatching technique is about to be completed, rather than spending hundreds of years to restore a broken body, it is better to wait a few more years and use the snatching technique to forcibly seize Nangong Wushuang.

Because of this, the Fog Demon Emperor did not persecute Nangong Wushuang too much, and Nangong Wushuang saved his life, but he was tortured for decades.

"You are a space-time law body spirit, and if you have eternal space-time, you shouldn't be caught by the Mist Demon Emperor!" Feng Qian asked with some doubts, how could he be caught by a demigod Mist Demon Emperor if he had a domain or an eternal space-time domain.

Nangong Wushuang sighed helplessly after hearing this. "Senior, if I have cultivated the Eternal Time and Space, how can a mere Mist Demon Emperor be my opponent, but the Eternal Time and Space is not a reincarnation realm that can be cultivated......"

Listening to Nangong Wushuang's words, Feng Qian suddenly realized that he could cultivate eternal time and space in the reincarnation realm because he was a void god, but Nangong Wushuang couldn't.

"Haha! What an interesting guy, you can quietly snatch the emperor's body away under the eyes of the emperor, it seems that you are not simple! But you must die!"

Feng Qian just wanted to send Nangong Wushuang out of here, but a hoarse laugh came, and then the purple mist figure of the Mist Demon Emperor had already appeared in front of them.

Seeing this, Feng Qian grabbed Nangong Wushuang with one hand, he looked at the Fog Demon Emperor and said disdainfully: "Originally, I planned to wait until I finished my work to kill you, but I didn't expect you to die in such a hurry, how can I fulfill your desire to die, right, you say yes!"

"Don't be ashamed, children, kill him for the emperor, remember not to damage the emperor's body!"

The Fog Demon Emperor was immediately angry after hearing this, and as soon as his voice fell, dense fog demonic beasts rushed over from all directions, surrounding Feng Qian's two people, Feng Qian's soul power scanned out, and immediately found that under the order of the Fog Demon Emperor, all the fog demonic beasts in the Fog Demon Desert were rushing towards this side.

Feng Qian was still in a hurry to save Qi Lao, so he didn't bother to waste time with the Mist Demon Emperor, and the Eternal Time and Space directly cast out, and the Mist Demon Emperor and those Mist Demon Beasts who were instantly shrouded by the Eternal Time and Space Realm were all wiped out under the flame storm that Feng Qian then struck.

Looking at the purple mist man who turned into flying ashes, as well as the fog monsters that were still flying outside the eternal time and space, Feng Qian snorted coldly, the eternal time and space were still maintained, and a teleportation appeared on the black mountain, and the artifact clutch clock instantly became ten thousand times larger, enveloping the entire black mountain, and then Feng Qian did not hesitate at all, and rang the clutch bell.

A melodious and tragic bell rang throughout the desert, the black mountain instantly collapsed and disintegrated, and a purple mist man as tall as the black mountain slowly appeared, but as soon as he appeared, Feng Qian had already sounded the second bell, and the fog man was like a black mountain, and was quickly turned into nothingness by the bell of the clutch bell.

At the same time, all the fog demon beasts on the entire desert automatically dissipated between heaven and earth, and the fog demon emperor was truly dead!

Before, under Feng Qian's flame storm, the purple mist man had turned into flying ashes, but those fog demonic beasts outside the eternal space-time realm had not disappeared, which proved that the fog demon emperor was not dead, and the purple mist man was not his soul, but a clone he condensed.

The Fog Demon Emperor himself had countless clones, all of which were fused with this black mountain, if it weren't for Feng Qian's soul searching on the Fog Demon Emperor's purple fog man clone before he died, how could Feng Qian know this?

It was precisely after learning this that Feng Qian decisively teleported here and killed the Fog Demon Emperor with the artifact clutch bell, with the suppression of the realm of eternal time and space, no matter how powerful the Fog Demon Emperor was, he had no ability to resist.

From Feng Qian's shot to now, there have only been a few short breaths, but Nangong Wushuang was stunned, Feng Qian turned out to be a mythical master, a mythical master of the space-time law body, this strength is not at all what he can imagine now!

"I'll send you away! Your Purple Mansion is shattered, and a person can't do without the Endless Mountain Range at all!" Feng Qian put away the clutch bell and said with a flat expression, it is said that the clutch bell is an innate spiritual treasure, which was broken in ancient times and turned into a peak artifact, and the power and sonic attack methods have been greatly weakened, but it is not comparable to ordinary artifacts, Feng Qian knows very well that even his artifact ancient mirror is not as powerful as the clutch bell!

"Seniors, although the Purple Mansion is broken, the seniors should know that there is a Spring Clear Secret Realm in the Hongyan League, where some pure heart essence will be born in ten thousand years, and it is not difficult for the younger generations to repair the Purple Mansion, and the younger generations can still cultivate......" Nangong Wushuang saw that Feng Qian was going to send him out of the Endless Mountain Range, and immediately stepped forward and clenched his fists and said, his voice was intermittent, as if it was difficult to speak.

Feng Qian nodded slightly after hearing this, but he was extremely unhappy in his heart, the 10,000-year-old pure heart essence of the Quanqing Secret Realm was in his hands, Nangong Wushuang didn't want to recover within 10,000 years, to be honest, he saved Nangong Wushuang, but he didn't want to give the pure heart essence to Nangong Wushuang, first, he had nothing to do with Nangong Wushuang, and Nangong Wushuang was broken by Zifu, not injured by Zifu, it is estimated that if he wants to fully recover, all his pure heart essence will have to be used up.

Seeing Nangong Wushuang speaking intermittently, Feng Qian's heart tightened, and he said in his heart: "Does he know that he has obtained the pure heart essence of the Quanqing Secret Realm? This is completely impossible! Hasn't he been locked up here by the Fog Demon Emperor all the time?"

Thinking of this, Feng Qian said with a serious expression: "What do you want to say? Just say it directly!

Nangong Wushuang dared to hesitate after hearing this, and hurriedly knelt down in front of Feng Qian, and said with a respectful expression: "The senior is a master of mythology, and he is also a person who is the most admired person in the life of the junior, and the junior begs the senior to accept me as an apprentice." ”

Nangong Wushuang can be said to be the first day in the history of Nan'an Domain, except for Feng Qian, he has cultivated so far, plus the decades he has been imprisoned by the Mist Demon Emperor, it is less than two hundred years, and he is already a reincarnation powerhouse, he has always been arrogant, he thinks that he is the most genius person, he has never really admired a person, Feng Qian is the first, maybe the last, his admiration for Feng Qian is from the heart.

Hearing this, Feng Qian was slightly stunned in his heart, it turned out that Nangong Wushuang stopped him in order to worship him as a teacher, he immediately hesitated, Feng Qian could see that Nangong Wushuang really wanted to worship him as a teacher, such an excellent disciple could not be found with a lantern, but once he agreed to Nangong Wushuang's request, he could not continue to hide the essence of the pure heart, which made him embarrassed.

"Don't talk about this anymore, I Feng Qian has been cultivating for less than thirty years, and my age is less than fifty, speaking of which, I should call you a senior, how can I accept you as an apprentice?" Feng Qian thought about it and said, he lacks everything, that is, there is no shortage of apprentices, he doesn't want to accept apprentices, there will always be trouble in that way!

Listening to Feng Qian's words, Nangong Wushuang was stunned for a moment, no wonder he hadn't heard of a mythical master in the Hongyan League, it turned out that Feng Qian was a real genius, and he had been practicing for less than thirty years, and he was already a mythical master, which made Nangong Wushuang admire Feng Qian even more, and strengthened his determination to worship Feng Qian as a teacher.

"Master, my life is saved by you, you are my reborn parents, I have nothing to repay the master, I can only follow the master's side and do something for the master, if the master doesn't accept me, I can't afford to kneel!" Nangong Wushuang was stunned, and then knelt on the ground violently and kowtowed.

Seeing this, Feng Qian smiled helplessly, Nangong Wushuang wanted to worship him as a teacher, he was afraid that he would leave alone, and he would not be able to shake Nangong Wushuang's confidence, the most important thing was that only the pure heart essence could repair Nangong Wushuang's Purple Mansion, if he didn't help him, he would be a waste for 10,000 years, and the most important thing was that a waste could live for 10,000 years?

When others need help, if they don't lend a hand, this is not Feng Qian's intention at all, if he hadn't encountered this matter, then he would naturally not care about Nangong Wushuang's life or death, since he encountered it, it was fate, what if he helped him again?