Feng Yi was just when the spring breeze was proud, without Ling Zhengfeng's constraints and Xiao Yixian's constraints, the entire Shadow Sect basically followed his orders.

It's just that Ling Zhengfeng had a strict order before delegating power, and he must not rashly attack the people of the Imperial Immortal Sect, otherwise, Feng Yi might really take this opportunity to attack the Imperial Immortal Sect.

Although Ling Zhengfeng handed over the command of the Eight Treasure Immortals to Xiao Yixian, there were only two people in the Eight Treasure Immortal Center who were willing to obey Xiao Yixian's orders, and they could not pose a threat at all.

Feng Yi took advantage of Ling Zhengfeng's decentralization to purge and purge the originally intertwined interests within the Shadow Sect openly and secretly, and the effect was remarkable.

If the world is really crowded, all for the sake of profit, Feng Yi Enwei and the means, he first sent people to spread the news that the shadow sect was seriously injured in various departments of the shadow sect, once the news came out, Ling Zhengfeng and the people in the shadow sect were panicked, they also scoffed at the news at first, but after a few days, not only did they not see the shadow zun come forward to explain, Ling Zhengfeng actually handed over the power of presiding over the shadow sect directly to Feng Yi, and his weak posture was undoubtedly revealed.

Most of the people who chose to follow Ling Zhengfeng were wall grass, and there were few who were really loyal, Feng Yi only took less than a month to envelop most of Ling Zhengfeng's old department, although Xiao Yixian had the heart to compete with him, but he had no children in his hands, and he didn't even have the qualifications to play, he wanted to force the Eight Treasure Immortals to take a stand, but six of the Eight Treasure Immortals had already secretly communicated with Feng Yiqu, and now Xiao Yixian, who had seen through the situation, was also worried about his situation.

"How long does Master want Feng Yi to be presumptuous? Could it be that he couldn't watch him take the entire Shadow Sect into his pocket? Xiao Yixian was anxious, and at the same time, he was secretly glad that he didn't stay in Zhenxingzhou obediently, he was weak, and in case Yi Yi had murderous intentions towards him, he couldn't escape in a short time, but he didn't know that Feng Yi had no interest in making trouble with him at all.

The people of the Shadow Sect thought that Feng Yi was in power, and it was the spring breeze that was proud, however, in the secret stronghold of Zhenxingzhou, Feng Yi was sitting in the position where Ling Zhengfeng used to sit, not only did he have a trace of smugness on his face, but he was completely dazed and puzzled, his younger brother was hunched and stood aside respectfully, and there were only the two of them in the huge meeting hall.

Feng Yi opened his mouth and said, "Is the Shadow Sect really all in my hands?" "The old man's waist is bent lower,

"Big brother, Xiao Yixian is on the run, the whereabouts of Lihuo and Xunmu in the Eight Treasure Immortals are also unknown, the one who knows the times is Junjie, seeing that no one is standing in line with Xiao Yixian, the rest of the people will naturally turn to support you."

"Junjie?" Feng Yi sneered: "It's just some grass on the wall that sees the wind and rudder, today can be submissive to me, tomorrow if someone forces me, they will also rebel against me, these people are not worth mentioning at all, but the Eight Treasure Immortals only won over six, it is a pity, if all can be under my command, I can really compete with the old man, I will not be as worried as now." Lao Su was puzzled: "The old thing handed over the entire Shadow Sect to the eldest brother to manage by himself, this is not our nonsense, it is our ability to change the position of the people who originally supported the old thing, what else do you have to worry about." Feng Yi shook his head,

"You haven't participated in the last battle of Chenxing Island, don't you understand, when Xing Ziteng first debuted, his realm cultivation far surpassed that of ordinary cultivators, and there was the entire Imperial Immortal Sect behind him, a Tianjiao-like figure, but what was the result? It's not like a marionette at the mercy of the old man. On cultivation, the old man has reached the peak, Zhu is tired of death, there is no one in the world who is invincible, on wisdom, to be honest, I don't know how long this old monster has lived, he has experienced hundreds of years of vicissitudes in the world, his words and deeds are probably in line with the way of heaven, his broad knowledge, long-term vision, how can we play some cleverness can compare. Feng Yi's words were full of praise for Ling Zhengfeng, sounding like he was trying to extinguish his prestige, but the corners of his mouth pulled out an extremely strange arc, and his body trembled slightly because of excitement.

"But having said that, being able to be an enemy of such a person is really terrifying and exciting, I can feel the blood in my body boiling uncontrollably, I really want to take the entire Shadow Sect to fight him face to face now, and see who is the hero of the world." Lao Suo smiled slightly and said, "Big brother said so much, didn't he forget someone?" ”

"You mean Ji Tiangang, the current sect leader of Mingqi Mountain? Hmph, this person killed his master back then, and hid in Mingqi Mountain for decades and didn't dare to come out, I'm afraid that the Dao heart would have been broken a long time ago, where is he still qualified to compete with us. But his master is a character, I have never seen anyone really hurt the old man, which is why I dare to take advantage of this wave of opportunities to frantically weaken the old man's power, after all, he has not reached the true god realm, he is still a mortal, as long as he is a mortal, there is a weakness, as long as there is a weakness, I can kill him! Lao Suo sighed,

"It's a pity that we can't track the whereabouts of the old thing now, although he has appeared in the Imperial Immortal Sect, but he doesn't know where he ran after that, it's really unexpected that he will hide his head and tail like this."

"It doesn't matter." Feng Yi said with a dark smile: "The longer he hides, the weaker the fear of these people in the sect will be for him, didn't he order the entire Shadow Sect not to act rashly?" Okay, I'll respect his wishes, but I want to see how the day he returns, how to fight the entire intact Shadow Sect with the strength of one person, my Shadow Sect! "Lao Su doesn't know, Feng Yi doesn't know, even Xiao Yixian doesn't know, Ling Zhengfeng is not elsewhere at this time, he is in the Imperial Immortal Sect, and it is on the peak of the second mountain.

He stood in front of a grave, but it was not his own grave, the tombstone was engraved with 'The Tomb of His Beloved Wife Yang Wanjun', and the lower right corner was engraved with small characters 'Humble Husband Wei Jinyuli'.

This is the only place in the entire Imperial Immortal Sect where he can enter, and the surrounding magic circle has hidden the original scenery, and no one can detect it.

Ling Zhengfeng stood silently in front of the tomb, there was an empty altar on the tombstone, the altar was full of old wine, and then looking at Ling Zhengfeng's slightly reddened cheeks, the wine in the altar should have been drunk by him a long time ago.

His face was sad, and the wrinkles on his face were folded like a chasm. The breeze was blowing, Ling Zhengfeng closed his eyes, only to feel that the breeze caressed his cheeks like a soft one, just like her gentle hand slid down his face when she was dying.

Tears were silent, a tear fell to the ground along the breeze, and passed away suddenly, with a faint pain in his chest, Ling Zhengfeng suddenly coughed, the more he coughed, the heavier he coughed, he couldn't help but cover his mouth, and when he opened his hand, the shocking red in his palm showed his weakness at the moment.

Wiping away the blood stains in his hands, Ling Zhengfeng said softly: "Zhu Yan is right, after cultivating the Feng Yulu, there is no possibility of improving my realm, and I am infinitely close to the true god realm but I will never be able to become a god, but Wanjun, you don't have to worry, as long as you leave this place, there is no restraint, there must be a way to lift the shackles outside, you wait, when I become a god, there must be a way for you to return to the world, and when you come back, I don't want this world, I don't want to be a god, as long as I can join hands with you, Together, we can fulfill the promise we never made, wander the world, and make up for the time we should have spent together, okay? ”