The Crown!

Black and white yin and yang began to flow slowly at this moment!

The pale wind was flying in the drifting clouds, looking at the northern yin thousands of zhang away, Yan Feng's eyes were cold, his purpose this time was very simple. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

I just want to try it out for myself... The power of the North Yin!

He wants to oppress himself, he wants to make himself feel that he... How much worse!

He's going to... Ignite the raging fire that grows stronger!

"You, why are you making this request?"

Beiyin, speaking for the first time, his voice was like the cold under the ten thousand feet, cold to the bone.

"Why?"

The corners of Yan Feng's mouth smiled coldly, there was murderous intent in his eyes, and the hatred buried deep in his heart couldn't be concealed at this moment.

"Big brother..."

The others couldn't hear the conversation between Yan Feng and Beiyin, but they could see the changes in their expressions, especially the smile on Yan Feng's face, which made Linglian feel sad.

I can't help but wonder, in the end... What the hell happened, the big brother turned out to be like this!

She also knew some things before she was taken to Qianyuan Mountain by Taiyi Zhenren...

Sister, the sister who braided herself, fed herself, played with herself, taught herself to write, and coaxed herself to sleep at night, is gone...

She still remembers those days, her eldest brother, who didn't even dare to enter the original house, just lying on the grass in the yard every day, looking at the sky alone in a daze.

Whenever it was late at night, he would always hear a roar, which was the awakening of his dream...

On the top of the god of decision, Beiyin frowned, Yan Feng didn't reply, and he didn't want to ask more.

"You are a junior, and this emperor will suppress the cultivation of this incarnation in the early stage of the spiritual realm, and cultivate on the same level as you, as a sign of fairness. ”

This body is just his incarnation, and as for the body, it is easy not to leave the underworld.

Beiyin opened his mouth lightly, and as soon as the words fell, the aura on his body began to weaken rapidly at this moment, and finally, it really fell to the early stage of the spirit realm.

Yan Feng had already guessed that Beiyin would do this, which was why he dared to do this, if he really relied on his real strength.

Beiyin will not be more difficult to kill him than to crush an ant.

But the North Yin... and will never kill him.

Let's not talk about anything else, kill Yan Feng, the Jade Emperor was the first to disagree, after all, he was the first person in history to pull out the Zhengshen Banner, and this alone was enough.

In addition, at this time, the gods are watching, and as an emperor, it is impossible for him to kill a new little god.

And Yan Feng grasped this very point.

The wind whistled at the top of the decisive god in an instant!

The battle intent in Yan Feng's eyes has been burned to the extreme, whenever he sees Beiyin's face, the scene in the ghost prison echoes in his mind, and his heart is like a thousand knives, drenched in blood!

My Cher... My children are dead at your hands.

You're asking me, why?!

Laughter appeared on Yan Feng's face, but this smile looked with a sense of coldness and sarcasm!

In the surrounding clouds and mist, the folding fan in Ao Yun's hand was closed, but his eyebrows froze, from the very beginning, from the moment he saw Yan Feng this time, he was aware that Yan Feng's aura had changed a lot compared to before he went to the ghost prison.

But become, not only the breath, but also the whole person... I don't know how much more indifferent than before!

What the hell is going on in that hellish prison!

On the peak of the decisive god, Yan Feng's figure disappeared with this gust of wind in an instant, and with a punch, he suddenly blasted towards Beiyin!

War... Rise!

Beiyin stood with his hands in his hands, his figure did not move, but in front of him, a hand condensed by black qi appeared, blocking the severe wind.

Boom!

There was a strong wind, and it directly shattered the jade crown of Beiyin.

Long hair, scattered in an instant, this hair... It has grown to the ground!

Scatter down!

Cover your face, cover your body.

At this moment, Beiyin looks even more like a demon!

The long hair on the ground was scattered, the jade crown was shattered, and suddenly, silence became the only color!

The surrounding clouds and mist, as well as the new god of the god platform, and the entire fairy palace, all the gods!

They all looked at the scenes on the peak of the decisive god, when the strong wind of the harsh wind shattered the jade crown of Beiyin, when the long hair of Beiyin was scattered.

Everyone's hearts were instantly raised to their throats.

"Big brother..."

Linglian's body was trembling slightly, the powerlessness in her heart was indescribable, and she looked at the peak of the decisive god tightly, and her little hands were already red.

The Jade Emperor stared at the two people on the peak of the decisive god, but the earth-shattering cultivation in his body was condensed, although he had warned Beiyin in his words before, asking him to pay attention to proportion.

And before, Beiyin did put down the cultivation, but... Beiyin is Beiyin after all!

Although nominally bound by the Heavenly Court, it can... Only the Jade Emperor himself knows that this guy will not take his words too seriously.

If you are really angry, it is not impossible to kill Yan Feng in front of these gods!

"This kid... Why don't you know how to measure!"

The Jade Emperor looked at Yan Feng, there was a hint of gloom in his eyes, at first, he thought that Yan Feng should have some grievances with Beiyin, or rather, it was estimated that which elder in the family had a grudge with the underworld, so he naturally put this grievance on the emperor of the underworld.

Since he wants to fight, he will do a personal favor and let him fight Beiyin once.

But... This fight, in the eyes of the Jade Emperor, is to learn from each other!

But now... The more I look at it, the more wrong it becomes, where is this kid ready to learn, he is completely trying to play with his life!

"Dao Ancestor, I want to trouble you. ”

The Jade Emperor, in his eyes, appeared solemn for the first time.

"Your Majesty, please speak. Taishang Laojun, who was also sitting cross-legged in the clouds, had two white eyebrows gently fluttering in the wind.

"Dao Ancestor's technique of planning the heavens is not much better than the first calculation of the Three Realms of Heaven Operator back then, I want to ask Dao Ancestor to calculate the past three lives of this son for me. ”

This is also normal, as a person in power, you must ensure that you have complete knowledge and control of a new person before you are ready to reuse it.

Moreover, he also wanted to know what grievances Yan Feng and Beiyin had.

"The old way did his best. ”

Taishang Laojun smiled and spoke, with confidence in his tone, obviously he also believed in his own skill of planning the sky, as the ancestor of Taoism, this is also normal.

Right hand, slightly pinched.

But it was also at this moment that the two lines of white eyebrows instantly wrinkled, and a trace of surprise flashed in their eyes.

The Jade Emperor on the side, seeing the change in Taishang Laojun's expression, couldn't help frowning.

"Could it be because of the Ancient Body Cultivation?"

Taishang Laojun pinched out the seal and dispersed: "This son, there is no fate, or... There are no three realms in the lifeline. ”

"There is no life, there are no Three Realms?" The Jade Emperor on the side stared at Yan Feng on the peak of the decisive god when he heard this, and he didn't know what he was thinking about in his eyes.

On the top of the god of determination, the wind was severe, and the cold in his eyes was surging with killing intent.

The fist still smashed down on the big hand made of black qi, and the strong wind raged up.

Beiyin, the long hair that reaches the ground is flying behind him like a demon, and the eyes covered by the long hair, a trace of gloom, slowly appears...

(To be continued.) )