"Mingquan Prison Master, this is a spring of insolence, not a place for you to be presumptuous. ”

Feng Youyingjiao shouted, her eyebrows raised, and she stretched out her right hand in anger, and her hand seemed to hold up a round of thin teeth and crescent.

The crescent moon of fine teeth shot out a silvery white light, shining on the body of the Mingquan Prison Master.

Nine Prison Yellow Springs, each with its own boundary, one spring and one boundary, the Mingquan Prison Master appeared without authorization, it was a broken rule, and the Yin Spring Prison Master Feng Youying made a move, and as soon as he made a move, it was a killing move.

Under the moonlight, the cold is through the bones, the wind is sassy, even if it is a terrible ghost, it will be scattered and die.

"Wind and Shadow, you want to do something to me?"

The Mingquan Prison Master screamed and walked out of the black fog.

I saw that he was dressed in a pair of black armor, his long gray hair was flying, bathed in the moonlight, and he actually had a bit of a sinister color.

"Whew!"

Black smoke erupted from the snort of the Prison Master of Mingquan, like a water snake meandering and jumping.

The black smoke turned purple at his feet, and then turned into a vast white color, and wherever he passed, the ground turned to powder, and within a thousand miles the life was cut off, and everything withered.

This is the pure and extremely dead air, known as the mountain does not grow grass, the peak does not insert the sky, the mountain does not visit, the hole does not accept clouds, and the stream does not flow.

"Bang bang!"

The wind is loud.

The black armor worn by the Lord of Mingquan Prison is also extraordinary, with nine death lines on it, and on each death mark, the law of the Great Dao of Death is released.

It's like the place where the legend passes, the god of death where all life is cut off.

A crescent moon shone on the armor of the Mingquan Prison Master, and it turned out to be fine.

The Mingquan Prison Master patted the white mist scattered on the black armor and said sadly:

"Feng Youying, in the past 10,000 years, what have I done to you, heaven and earth can be learned, you and your eldest brother's souls have nowhere to return, it is I who have given you two of the nine prisons and yellow springs. Why don't you kill the Fengsui people with me, seize their chances, and prove the supreme Huanghuang Dao. The Mingquan Prison Master gritted his teeth.

"Impossible!" Feng Youying didn't pay much attention to him, and seemed to be disgusted by his words, and his right hand turned ruthlessly.

The crescent moon and half moon above his head flashed brightly for a while, and it turned into a full moon little by little.

Bathed in the full moon, the wind is like a holy saint, high above, and the white light of her whole body is swaying.

The pressure of the Mingquan Prison Master suddenly doubled, this is the Supreme Exercise Taiyin Twelve Sutras.

Just like the moon is cloudy and sunny, once the top of the head turns into a full moon, it is the full strength of the wind and shadows.

The prison master of Mingquan estimated that although he could win, he would have to pay a lot of price.

"Feng Youying, don't you really think about my suggestion? Could it be that my friendship with you for thousands of years is like flowing water?"

"Feng Jiuyou, you are really interesting, in front of me, you still have the heart to say such dirty words. I see if you have come up with some evil method of reincarnation, and you want to be reincarnated and reborn in a way that combines yin and yang. ”

"What nonsense!" The face of the prison master of Mingquan turned pale all of a sudden, and he gritted his teeth and looked at Chu Wangxian with hatred.

Chu Wangxian directly said the name of the prison master of Mingquan.

Nine shades of wind!

Hearing this name, Feng Bingyi was stunned, even the Demon Emperor Tai Python was stunned, not to mention how surprised Feng Zhu Zhao and Feng Youying were when they heard the real name of the Mingquan Prison Lord for the first time.

There is only one person who dares to name after the nine shades of the wind.

The Ghost Emperor before the primeval times.

There are nine layers in the sky, and nine shades in the earth.

The Nine Shadows were obtained in the name of the Nine Shades of the Wind, and it is conceivable that their identity was before Nuwa became the Ghost Emperor, and the Nine Shades of the Wind were the Ghost Emperors, the ghosts who ruled China.

The Feng Sui people rule the immortals, high above, and the wind nine ghosts lead the ghosts, living in the underground ghost country, one and two sides.

Feng Jiuyou is among the ancient gods, and his reputation is no less than that of today's Nuwa and Fuxi.

Even if the Wind Nine Shadows have the determination, then there is nothing to do with the five parts of the Wind Clan, and he is enough to make the Ghost Kingdom dominate the fairy world.

It's a pity that Feng Jiuyou is ambitious, trying to swallow the sky in vain, so that the ghosts occupy the world, and overnight, the immortals led by Chu Wangxian destroyed the ghost country, and Feng Jiuyou's whereabouts have been unknown since then.

This matter was also known only to very ancient Gu Immortals.

Chu Wangxian glanced at it and saw the true identity of this person who was hiding in Tibet.

"You don't have to worry, the current Wind Nine Shadows has long lost most of its strength. ”

"Feng Suiren, you dare to underestimate me!"

Chu Wangxian glanced at the Mingquan Prison Master again, and continued to chuckle: "There is no immortal existence in this world, people are like this, immortals are like this, and ghosts are the same...... The wind in front of him is just a puppet, and the real body should be in a coffin somewhere in Mingquan. ”

Chu Wangxian was shocked, and directly turned passive into active.

not only pointed out Feng Jiuyou's current situation, but also stabbed the weakness of Feng Jiuyou, the master of Mingquan Prison, and turned around and continued:

"You are all ghost bodies, and you are 10,000-year-old ghost bodies, the soul lamp is about to go out, if you are tossing, I am afraid you will not live for a few years. ”

After finishing speaking, there were ghosts and fogs around, and there seemed to be people.

At this moment, the nine prison masters of the Nine Prisons Huangquan have actually gathered, but most of them have the mind of waiting and seeing, and they are not like birds, but they are like evil wolves, whoever is injured will pounce on them and bite them fiercely.

"If you want to come to practice the treasures of the soul law, there are a lot of them in the wind nine shadows, but I am now looking for treasures from my pocket, and if I kill him, I will naturally share your share, which is better or worse, you choose, or do you have the confidence to fight with me." ”

The wind is like a torch, blazing, giving people a sense of supreme.

"Don't believe him!"

Feng Jiuyou, the master of Mingquan Prison, also sensed that the situation was not good, and said strangely.

"Flint, even though you are called a saint, you are not dead. Look at you in front of me in such an embarrassed way...... What a saint, what the ancestor of the Wind Clan, it's not a passing thing, who should be listened to here now, can't you see it? ”

After speaking, the Lingquan Prison Lord Feng Jiuyou took a breath, and the black mist rushed towards Chu Wangxian.

The black fog is long, if there are powerful ghosts in it, there is no breath of life, and everything is rampant.

Chu Wangxian turned a blind eye, grabbed it with his right hand, and the Fusang wood next to him, like a tree spirit, actually rose from the ground, boomed, and landed in front of him.

This is the extremely pure dead qi, as long as it takes one breath, it is enough to make the people in the world extinct, but it can be illuminated by the sunshine of the Fusang wood, but it disappears.

All things are born and restrain each other, and the power of the sun is just right to restrain death.

Chu Wangxian waved his right hand, and the dead qi dispersed, "Feng Jiuyou, your courage is still as big as ever, it seems that I didn't just kill you back then, I should have smashed your soul to pieces, but, you bluffing doppelganger, are you sure that you are my opponent now?." ”

Chu Wangxian's words made Feng Jiuyou, the master of Mingquan Prison, look panicked.

Originally, he was full of plans, and with the weakness of Chu Wangxian's reincarnated body, he didn't need him to do anything, and even only needed a few words to destroy Chu Wangxian.

But Chu Wangxian's words were like knives, and his entire plan was smashed in a few words.

Really!

After only ten breaths, one figure after another, along with the momentum of death, appeared one after another.

"In the Lower Yaquan Prison Master, meet the ancestor!"

"In the Lower Yellow Springs Prison Master, meet the saint. ”

......

A figure appeared, and it turned out to be a counterattack.

"They are very smart, they know that you are my defeated general, and if I defeat you once, I can defeat you twice. ”

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