The child's name is Feng Zhu, who belongs to the younger generation of the Feng family, and is still a genius among the younger generation, with strong strength.

Seeing that he is young, just like his father, he has already put on Tsing Yi.

Compared to the experienced fathers who had been immersed in corpse mushrooms for a long time, Feng Zhu was weaker.

But compared to most of his peers who are still wearing white, he is very strong.

Feng Chai himself thought so, he felt that when the sacrifice was completely completed and the Feng Family Immortal King was born, they would let the world know what was called crippled—no, what was called extraordinary power.

At that time, the Feng family can really come to the stage from behind the scenes.

Become one of the masters of the world.

He will also become the person at the top of the pyramid.

Although there is a lot of movement in the preparation work, and there is some pressure, for the glory and glory of the future, these are acceptable.

As a result, where did this white-haired man come from?!

How did his seventh uncle die?

A flash of thunder? It was made into coke, and it really died!

The Feng family, even if they are at the level of white clothes, is extremely difficult to die. As long as the head and corpse mushroom are still there, the heart is pierced, and the wound is mortal, you can survive.

Not to mention Tsing Yi.

The thunder light felt like it was coming from the white horse.

Feng said that the pressure was very high, very great.

The kind that is so big that he kneels directly, what a genius is arrogant, and he gets out.

Even the seventh uncle is dead, only the genius who lives is a genius, and the dead are nothing.

"Poor monk Xuanzang, I just asked you to lead the way, what are you kneeling down for?" Tang Luo said.

To lead the way is to lead the way, to kneel is to kneel, and if you don't lead the way, it's useless to kneel.

"Poor monk?" Feng Zhu keenly noticed this self-proclaimed claim, and had a little hope in his heart, "This is a monk. ”

If you look closely, the white clothes inside the black big coat seem to look like a monk's robe.

"Master, we don't have ......," Feng Zhu's words couldn't go on.

He originally wanted to say something like the Feng family didn't do anything bad to arouse the compassion of the monks.

But the Feng family took risks in order to be born as the "King of Immortality", and within the fog, there were less than a thousand people left in the tens of thousands of people.

Among them also included nearly two hundred members of the Feng family and their supporters, peripheral members - skin painters, corpse chasers and so on.

Anyway, it's the kind that deals with corpses.

Most of the remaining people were slaves and would be sacrificed in a few days.

"I didn't do anything, I was forced, I still have salvation, I am willing to take refuge in Buddhism!" Feng changed his way one by one.

"Amitabha." Tang Luo put one hand on his chest and shouted a Buddha call, "The donor is willing to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, proving that he is destined for my Buddha." ”

"That's right, Master! I've loved Buddhism since I was a kid! Feng Zhu said immediately, and the big stone in his heart was slightly relaxed.

I didn't expect that the powerful and stupid pedantic monk in it really existed?

"Then lead the way for the poor monks." Tang Luo said, "Lead the way, and the poor monk will also be kind to you." ”

"Yes." Although Feng Chai felt that the second half of the sentence was a bit weird, he still said respectfully.

As for what way to lead the way, of course he knows very well.

Instead of jumping directly from the empty hole in the clearing, Feng Chai took Tang Luo to the house on the other side.

There were two people guarding the door of the house.

Feng Chai ignored it with a cold face, these two people were just peripheral members of the Feng family, he was dignified in the Feng family's green clothes, and he could ignore it at all.

Sure enough, the two didn't dare to ask, and opened the door with a little trepidation, not even daring to ask who Tang Luo, a stranger, was.

Tang Luo didn't make a move, and these people could be left to Ao Yulie to solve.

The inside of the house is empty, even the tiles have been pasted on the outside, but the inside is a standard rough house.

There is a step down from the ground.

"What are you doing underground?" Tang Luo asked as he walked.

"Huh?" Feng Zhu was stunned for a moment before he said, "Well, for the sake of sacrifice, improve your strength." ”

Fortunately, in his body, even the heart is gone, and he will not beat faster because of emotional excitement.

He doesn't know!

This monk didn't know the specific movements and situation of their Feng family. In this way, the probability of Yin killing this person is greater.

"Sacrifice?" Tang Luo raised his eyebrows slightly, "What are you sacrificing?" ”

secretly said in his heart that the source of this incident was some evil god or something?

As in the case of Kitahara, what is sealed underground?

"Actually, I just want to cultivate more corpse mushrooms." Feng Zhu said, he didn't use the word "longevity mushroom", here he basically told the truth, nine truths and one falsehood.

The fake part is simple, not to cultivate more, but stronger corpse mushrooms.

No, it should be said that let the strongest immortal mushroom master mushroom grow completely, so that the "king of immortality" is truly born - its practical description of the corpse king is more accurate.

"Oh." Tang Luo replied noncommittally, "Then take the poor monk to your biggest cultivation ground." ”

"Ahem, Master. It's dangerous there, and the Feng family is basically there. Feng Zhu said.

"It doesn't matter." Tang Luo said.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Feng Chai feels that there is a feeling of "happy" in these two words, isn't it, shouldn't it be dignified and cautious?

Of course, Tang Luo was very happy, he liked it very much when he killed the enemy's lair and caught it all in one go.

There is a self-righteous leading party, leading the way, and he likes it even more.

The underground has been made into a maze of all directions and intricacies by the Feng family.

The passage is two meters five meters high and two meters wide, and two people can barely go side by side.

The object used for lighting is not an electric lamp, but a corpse mushroom placed on the top of the head, which emits a faint fluorescence, and there is one every twenty meters or so.

While making the pitch-black passage barely visible, it can also release a poisonous mist at any time.

Walking in the narrow passage, Feng Chai suddenly felt an inexplicable chill behind him, and couldn't help but turn around, and saw that the Xuanzang mage had an extra ice-blue translucent spear in his hand.

The whole gun seems to be completely carved from ice and cold, and it is exquisitely like a work of art.

It's the obvious cracks on it that ruin a lot of beauty and make people sigh.

Feng Chai felt the chill emanating from this gun.

"Good stuff." Feng Zhu immediately looked away and said something in his heart.

I don't know if he has a chance to get this gun after this monk dies.

But a monk, what kind of gun should you use if you have nothing to do, shouldn't you use a stick?

"There are people guarding the front, master, please cooperate." After walking for a while, Feng Chai reminded in a low voice.

Tsing Yi is also a mainstay in the Feng family.

"Okay." Tang Luo agreed.

Soon, the passage widened a bit, and two white-clothed disciples of the Feng family could be seen taking on the duties of guards.

It's just that their guards are really unqualified.

Sitting, leaning against the wall.

Seeing Feng Chai coming over, he stood up, and asked with a hint of flattery: "Chai Qingyi, this is ......?"

Before he finished speaking, Feng Zhu felt two cold rays of light pass by his side.

The original chill suddenly intensified, and it was put away as soon as it was released.

Feng Chai saw the two Feng family disciples in front of him falling, their bodies covered with hoarfrost, and a huge blood hole in their chests.

There was not a single trace of blood flowing out, and the corpse mushroom in the body had disappeared.

The small extra pieces on the ground should be the miserable things of two corpse mushrooms.

"It's okay to cooperate, let's continue." Tang Luo said.

"Hmm." Feng Zhu's cheek muscles were twitching, and the cooperation he said was not this kind of cooperation!

In the next journey, Feng Zhu and Tang Luo's cooperation was still good.

More than thirty Feng family disciples died at the hands of Tang Luo, and there were many peripheral members of the Feng family.

Tang Luo also saw several underground prisons with a group of sleeping people inside.

It's all sacrifices after a period of time, Tang Luo has no intention of saving people first, and letting these people out will make a mess, and it will cost merit to save them when the time comes.

When he has completely cleaned up the culprits, these people will be safe.

At most, clean up the residual poison, and the consumption will be greatly reduced.

Feng Chai saw that Tang Luo had no intention of saving people, and he was disappointed in his heart, if the other party saved people, then they would have a better chance of winning.

Unexpectedly, this monk just glanced at it, with an indifferent face, and said that it was good to be compassionate?

He also specially brought this monk here.

"Master, there is ...... ahead Place...... place. Feng Chai stammered a little when he spoke.

Because just half a minute ago, three Tsing Yi died in Tang Luo's hands.

In the entire Feng family, there are only thirteen Tsing Yi, five of them, Feng Zhu wants to be called Uncle X, and the other, Feng Zhu wants to be called Uncle X, Grandpa X.

Then, two uncles, one uncle, died in front of him.

Like those white-clothed kids, they died instantly.

If you have to say anything different, those people have left a whole corpse, and these three Tsing Yi have not even left a whole corpse.

I am afraid that this monk realized that Tsing Yi was difficult to kill, so he took a ruthless shot.

"Why don't you go quickly?" Tang Luo smiled and said, "It's not far from the time when the donor takes refuge in my Buddha. ”

"You're not a monk at all!" Feng Chai shouted and rushed forward desperately.

Tang Luo didn't make a move, nor did he deliberately chase after him, and took steps to follow Feng Zhu.

Because the destination is already at hand.

The Feng family was already ready and waiting for him to enter the net.

Walking out of the passage, there is a fairly spacious underground space in front of you, and the surrounding walls are full of corpse mushrooms, which are not like the passage, they were picked and installed.

Instead, it is planted directly on the wall.

The walls are filled with corpses, providing the necessary nourishment for the growth of corpse mushrooms.

These corpse mushrooms glow brightly, illuminating the underground space to a large extent.

Feng Chai stood in the middle of a group of Feng family members, staring at Tang Luo who came in with trepidation.

I don't know why, even if he was standing in the crowd, behind him was the strongest of their Feng family, the soon-to-be-born King of Immortality, Feng Zhu still didn't have any sense of security in his heart.

Among these Feng family members, most of them are white, there are also a few Tsing Yi, and there are four old men who are dressed in black and do not have the word "Feng" embroidered on their chests.

White, blue, and black, the three colors of clothing represent the status of the Feng family's children.

Black is the highest.

Tang Luo's gaze completely ignored the group of Feng family members who were eyeing each other, and landed on the huge corpse mushroom behind them, which was five meters tall.

That's right, this should be the source.