The sky slowly fell on the side of the stone stele, Zhang Yang jumped down and patted Wang Feng on the shoulder and said: "I can't imagine that I can kill the immortal mirror, and I don't say a word when you become an immortal." ”

Lan Ze, who was about to die in the altar, turned his eyes to Zhang Yang with joy and said, "I haven't become an immortal, what's the use of telling you." ”

This sentence shocked Zhang Yang, there is no need for Wang Feng to deceive people, not to mention that it can be seen that Wang Feng is still a peak cultivation of Mahayana. Especially Xiaojie cast a disgusted look, and Zhang Yang kicked Xiaojie's ass with an underbeat expression on his face. is a small body, but I didn't expect Zhang Yang to have the courage to kick it. It's funny to roll on the ground, pouting and about to hit.

The monk of the Song family, who was nervous but could not enter the altar, felt that it was out of place when he saw this scene, and now where was the head of the Taiping family trapped in the altar. Song Mingwen, who had already admitted to betraying the Song family, had been stimulating Song Mingli's peerless bloodline, and it was slowly absorbing. A breath that was the same as Song Mingli's whole body suddenly rose, but it was Qi Han Zhenren who hated Qi Han Zhenren who had been killed by Wang Feng in his heart.

Song Mingwen, who was originally smiling, had a bitter look on his face, and scolded angrily in his heart: "Qi Han, you are really a fool, Lan Ze's guy who can't do anything can complete the task." Wang Feng, who has not become an immortal, can't take it, so he gives you the immortal second mirror for nothing. ”

Outside the altar, the Song family monks saw Wang Feng's strength in killing Qi Han's real person just now, especially the children who had only shot once so far. As long as the two can help each other, they will definitely be able to save the owner, and as long as the head of the family gets rid of the five chains, he can mobilize the heritage of the Song Mansion and Fulong City. How can Song Mingwen become an immortal who can really defeat the Song family's 10,000-year-old heritage, and the law enforcement elders at the peak of the Song family's Mahayana Mirror mustered up the courage to walk to Wang Feng's side.

The old man has never begged someone for thousands of years, and the current situation cannot help but ask Wang Feng for help. At this time, all the combat strength of the Song family was on the head of Fulong City to resist the Three Kingdoms Alliance, although the head of the family was already anxious, but only half of the Song family was willing to come. It would take time, and the only thing that seemed to be able to break the pattern now was this enemy who had a deep grudge against the head of the family.

Seeing that the head of the family, Song Mingli didn't salute like this and said: "I implore Wang Daoyou to help the Song family, and you can't destroy the 10,000-year-old foundation in the hands of Song Mingwen, a traitor." As long as the Taoist friend rescues the head of the family, the old man is willing to die on behalf of the head of the family. ”

Wang Feng didn't pay attention to the old man at all, and kept looking at Lan Ze who was dying. In his heart, he was calculating that the current Lan Ze only had one breath, and Lu Shuangling was his last hole card. If he said it now, Lu Shuangling himself would definitely take him out of the altar, but now Lan Ze, who was on the verge of death, looked at Song Mingwen with a sad look in his eyes.

When the old man saw Wang Feng, he ignored it and knelt on the ground and said, "Although the old man can't represent the Song family, he can represent himself." As long as the Taoist friend can rescue the head of the family, the old man is willing to give all his net worth to a Taoist friend or die. ”

The remaining dozen or so Song family monks were all injured in different ways, and there was no reaction when they saw the Great Elder pleading like this. At this moment, Wang Feng, who was indifferent to everything, was still paying attention to Lan Ze and did not choose to do it, and he would not care about the Song family's family affairs. What's more, Song Mingli, a mortal enemy, has a relationship with him. At this time, the only one who cared about was Lan Ze, the senior brother who knew where Lu Shuangling was.

At the same time, kneeling in front of Wang Feng, all the Song family monks shouted: "I implore Daoist friends to save the family master." ”

In this life, there are only two people who have received kneeling and worship, one is Li Yaomu and the other is Wen Ya, both of whom are disciples. It was just a worship ceremony, and now more than a dozen elders of Shiquan from the Song family were kneeling in front of them. Wang Feng's eyes showed murderous intent, but he didn't expect to say under the leadership of the old man: "As long as you are willing to rescue the head of the family, you will kill me if you want to, and you will not have any complaints." ”

The murderous aura in his eyes gradually dimmed, and Xiao Jie's indifference and flamboyance saw that all the Song family members here were actually willing to die for Song Mingli. remembered that there were few people in the Zhang family who were willing to die for themselves, and among the brothers they befriended, only Wang Feng was willing to fight to the death for himself. This is also why only in the middle of the Mahayana period is willing to accompany Wang Feng to enter Fulong City, but Wang Feng is different, it seems that everyone in Wang Yuan is like these dozen monks, and the sister is willing to go to the soup for Wang Feng.

Before leaving Wang Yuan, he knew that although Wang Feng did not act in Wang Yuan, he now had a hunch that the Three Kingdoms Alliance's attack on Fulong City had a relationship with Wang Yuan. Moreover, the people of Wang Yuan have not yet appeared in Fulong City and outside the city, there must be a bigger plan, and Wang Feng does not know all this. There has always been a sentence in my heart that I want to say to Wang Feng that the current Wang Yuan is no longer your Wang Yuan. At this time, Wang Yuan still has an old man who is more prestigious than you Wang Feng, and he has only been here for a few years.

Zhang Yang picked up the old man and said, "Since Wang Feng is unwilling to help you, although my cultivation is not as good as you." But I'm not hurt, and you may help me when I come to the altar. ”

The old man glanced at Zhang Yang and nodded silently and said, "Thank you, Daoyou, we are willing to enter the altar with you." ”

I didn't expect Zhang Yang to be like this, Wang Feng is a prodigal son who is just talking. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yang, who was only a cultivator in the middle stage of Mahayana, actually appeared on the edge of the altar with more than a dozen monks of the Song family, and the cold sword in his hand attacked the golden light curtain with all his might. Xiao Jie said: "The master's Zhang Yang is quite right, Lan Ze is about to die. ”

Before Xiao Jie's voice fell, Zhang Yang spurted out a mouthful of blood, and all the Song family monks forcibly broke into the altar with an explosion. Seeing Zhang Yang's appearance, Wang Feng instantly supported Zhang Yang on his back and said, "Zhang Yang, don't come out and be embarrassed by your cultivation, roll me to the back." ”

All the Song family monks looked at Wang Feng on the ground, and were about to thank Wang Feng and said, "I just broke in and took Lan Ze away, not to save Song Mingli." You follow behind and save yourself, Xiao Jie, help me. ”

With a smile, the flame of the small ring wrapped half of the altar, and the blazing flames continued to burn, Wang Feng clenched his fist with one hand and punched out. With the blessing of the small ring, Wan Quan took the small ring of Nanming Lihuo and the Seven Mirrors of the Immortals to break through the altar, and Song Mingli, who was already vague, saw Wang Feng actually breaking into the altar and said with difficulty: "Wang Feng"

With Wang Feng's small ring and all the monks of the Song family, Zhang Yang attacked with all his might. The altar's light curtain shook the five chains and shook, sucking the blood of the Absolute Immortal with a trace of breakage. said: "Wang Feng, you really want to stop me. ”

The first time he showed anger, he heard Wang Feng shouting, "Hand over Lan Ze to me." ”

The altar conversion couldn't be stopped at the beginning, Song Mingwen glanced at Lan Ze and said, "It's really a bad guy, here you go." ”

kicked Lan Ze out of the altar and smashed it heavily on the two monks of the Song family, and the powerful force directly knocked the two monks of the Song family, who were already injured, into their mouths and spat blood, and in the end, they never had the strength to stand up again. Wang Feng could see that Lan Ze was already dying, which accelerated his death with his feet. Holding Lan Ze in an instant, Song Mingwen's kick was a nirvana, but he didn't expect that Lan Ze, who had become an immortal, would actually save a breath.

I have thought about it more than once for so many years on the altar, and my heart has been distressed. People who have been really good to themselves for so many years, Shizun Ruoshui, Uncle Ruoshui, junior sister Lu Shuangling, and even fellow disciples of the Tianlan Sect are all because of their own deaths. Now there is only the remaining junior sister Lu Shuangling, and which Wei Wuji is actually thousands of times better to him than anyone in the Song family when he thinks about it now, but he betrayed the Han and came to Fulong City. The first master, Song Mingli, never looked at him in his eyes, and when he saw Song Mingwen, he thought that he hoped that it would be better for Song Mingli to treat himself as a human being when he thought about it now.

Now lying in Wang Feng's arms, he couldn't open his eyes, and his vitality was rapidly dissipating, and he opened his mouth and said: "Wang Feng, I, Lan Ze, am sorry for you and my junior sister, and even more sorry for my senior uncle and all the fellow disciples of the Azure Sect." Now that I'm going to die, they might be happy. Just now, I figured out that what I have done all these years is not human, and I only hope that I can be buried in the Azure Mountain. Forget it, you and I don't have that friendship,......"

Wang Feng asked, "Where is Ling'er, where is Ling'er." ”

Blood flowed from his mouth and he said, "Wang Feng, do you believe me?"

"If you don't believe it, tell me where Ling'er is. ”

Lan Ze, who smiled bitterly, said: "Senior sister is in Song Mingwen's hands, and she should still be in the altar now." I hope you can treat your junior sister well and kill Song Mingwen to avenge your master. ”

Throwing Lan Ze aside, Lan Ze didn't know if Wang Feng heard the words behind. The blurred face forcibly opened his eyes and looked at the clear blue sky, thinking about the Azure Sect, the vitality dissipated without comparing to the eyes.

Hearing Lan Ze's words, Wang Feng went crazy and roared: "Song Mingwen, you are looking for death." ”

Hearing Lan Ze's words, not only Wang Feng but even Zhang Yang was shocked, since he wanted to use Wang Feng, why would he bring himself into Fulong City. A strange feeling arose silently in my mind, and there had always been a familiar feeling in that courtyard, but I didn't know who it was. That feeling rose to his heart, and he suddenly said: "Wang Feng and Lu Shuangling are very likely to be in the hands of Song Mingwen, Lan Ze doesn't say that I can't remember it." In that courtyard, I felt a familiar breath, and now I am sure that that breath is Lu Shuangling. ”

His eyes were red and he angrily scolded the altar, and the Heavenly Sword was clenched in his hand. At first, Wang Feng just felt that what Lan Ze said was just a hope, and Zhang Yang's words made Wang Feng even more crazy. Who Zhang Yang is, that is the brotherhood of life, maybe there are only Zhang Yang Xiaobai in this world, Wang Feng will trust unconditionally.

The third knife of a lifetime of perception slashed out, and it was able to resist the power of the Seven Mirrors Altar of the Little Ring Immortal that trembled violently under Wang Feng's knife. Zhang Yang was injured by Yu Wei under the knife, and Zhang Yang with a smile on his face stepped aside. I have always felt that Wang Feng is a little sorry for the two of them in this life, one is Jiang Xiaobai and the other is Wang Feng.

In the more than 100 years since Wang Feng disappeared, Jiang Xiaobai, as the owner of the Tibetan Sword Mountain Villa who dominated one side, has never underestimated the flamboyance of his small family birth. For hundreds of years, for his publicity, he even went to Zhang's house in Yuzhang County. It is also for the Zhang family, many trivial matters, busy before and after, there has never been a complaint, how many times he has saved himself and danger, and now Jiang Xiaobai has disappeared, and he has never repaid.

Wang Feng was saved several times in the ancient battlefield not long after he first met, and after Jiang Xiaobai disappeared, Zhang Yang knew that no matter how far the Zhang family became in Daqin, there was still a place for Wang Yuan to go. He Wang Feng will not have any more words, he will only be happy, the two brothers who agree with them from the bottom of their hearts don't seem to have done anything for the two. Jiang Xiaobai didn't just hope that Wang Feng would be happy, although he couldn't help now, but with Lu Shuangling's news, he was really happy on behalf of Wang Feng.

At this time, Wang Feng shook the altar with a sword, and even Xiao Jie didn't even think clearly why Wang Feng had such power, and the formation that the Seven Mirrors cultivated but couldn't break was now shaking with a knife. Xiao Jie turned into flames by himself, and the violent heat made it impossible for the Song family to get close. The dozen or so people who attacked the altar were left with only Wang Feng and Xiaojie in an instant, and with the help of Xiaojie, the altar roared continuously.

In the altar, Song Mingwen forcibly stabilized, and angrily reprimanded: "Lan Ze, you can't change the bad thing if you die, and one day you will be able to completely absorb the blood of the Gu Immortals." ”

The golden light of the chains thick with five arms became brighter and brighter, and the blood in Song Mingli's whole body, who was bound, had been exhausted. The flesh and blood of the entire body were transferred to Song Mingwen through the chains, and the shriveled skin still had a faint golden light at this time. When a person is unconscious, the pain of cutting flesh and scraping bones is more terrible than death. What I care about most in my heart is the Song family, the Song family who can give everything for themselves, and I still have the ancestor in my heart, when he was in retreat, he said that anyone in the entire Song family can die, even the ancestor can die, only he, Song Mingli, as long as he lives, the Song family has hope.

At that time, the successor head of the family did not know what the ancestor meant, since that power appeared in the bloodline, and there was more Song Mingwen words Song Mingli seemed to know everything. I just knew in my heart that it was too late, and now all the flesh and blood in my body were about to be lost. His death is not just death, as the head of the family, his father has integrated everything in the Song family's foundation and Fulong City into his body, and his life and death are already related to the survival of the Song family. As long as he dies, the Three Kingdoms Alliance will really break the city, and as long as he is alive, even if he only has the Song Mansion, it is not without a chance.

Wang Feng, whose eyes were red, had countless knives with a small ring, and he didn't know how many times he had shot, but the altar had never been broken. From the scorching sun to the fall of night, this is the day when dawn breaks. The whole day has passed, and the altar has not been broken. Wang Feng is in a hurry now, every moment that passes, Lu Shuangling is more dangerous, especially Song Mingwen has always had a good impression, but he is more hateful than Song Mingli.

Song Mingwen saw that Song Mingli, who was already a dried corpse, had all dissipated, and the last trace of blood qi was also inhaled into his body. A force even stronger than Song Mingli rose, and the five chains were in the pocket with a wave of his hand. Song Mingli, who was slammed on the ground, was no longer alive, and Song Mingwen, who was full of red light, turned around and walked towards Wang Feng.

said in a strange tone: "I designed you to be more than just drawing out Song Mingwen, there are only two powers that can be seen by Song in this world." One has already been obtained, and the other is your spiritual power. This kind of power is the power that all immortals in the outside world want to be moved by, and now as long as you tell Song Mou Lu Shuangling will hand it over to you. This deal is still very fair to you. ”

At this time, Wang Feng stopped instantly, knowing that he was angry, even if he broke the enchantment, it would be useless, Song Mingwen already had time to fight with him, Ling'er was still in his hands. With a lot of thoughts in his heart, Xiao Jie also stopped and stood aside.

Song Mingli, who was like a corpse on the altar, moved slightly from the corners of his eyes, and his heart, which had stopped beating, moved slightly. In the sea of consciousness, Song Mingli's soul only had a trace of spiritual sense, and this trace of spiritual consciousness made Song Mingli never so sober and saw everything he had never seen before. I don't know how long Song Mingli, who has been swimming in the sea of knowledge, but when he saw a trace of golden light, it was very dim, and Song Mingli, who had never been able to control his body, had an awakening in the entire Song family's bloodline the moment he touched the golden light.

Song Mingwen, who had obtained the power of the Gu Immortals, also felt the awakening of the ancestral blood, and he didn't think much about it, but he just thought that he had replaced Song Mingli as the body of the Gu Immortals. That kind of power is all over the body, and the cultivation that was originally the five mirrors of the immortals is even stronger, and the eyes are even more looking forward to the power of Wang Feng's spirit and demons.

There is no one on a small hill in Fulong City, only a small cave, and the old man sitting in it has not yet come out of the attack on Fulong City. Song Mingli was hit hard and didn't feel anything, until the moment when Song Mingli's vitality was all gone, the old man suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were full of murderous aura, but the kind of murderous aura that had just risen to the cultivation of the Immortal Seven Mirrors Ancestor Song Mu broke through to the Immortal Seven Mirrors in an instant.

His eyes were full of anticipation, and he exuded a killing aura for the person who killed Song Mingli, and a sword light exploded and flew towards the altar of the Song Mansion.