Qin Ningbing and Wu Mourning argued with each other on the surface, but finally paced in from the open noon gate and entered the unfathomable palace.

At the time of entering the noon gate.

Li Zun secretly used Dao Guo to convey the message to Wu Mourning.

"Master, there's something wrong with this Qin girl."

After the noon gate is Fengtianmen, its magnificent atmosphere is naturally needless to say, the dragon-shaped pattern that is rare to see outside can be seen everywhere at this moment, and the dragon flying and phoenix dancing show a bit of wonder. This Fengtianmen is an important place where the southern capital has been operating for many years and guarding against the invasion of foreign warriors, and it is equipped with many strong people.

It's a pity that with the shroud of decay, all the facilities here that need to use spiritual energy to operate have been paralyzed, and in serious places, there has even been a situation where the building has become a ghost and evil activation, and the decay is entangled all over the body, and the greedy malice is instinctively exuded towards Wu Mourning and Li Zun.

"Your heavenly eye sees something." Wu Mian snorted coldly.

Where the Dao Fruit Realm swept by, the evil gods at both ends of Fengtian Gate immediately let out a miserable scream, and they retreated thousands of meters away in horror, not daring to block the path of the Martial Heavenly King anymore.

The Dao fruit of martial mourning is forbidden.

Although it is only for the true power of qi and blood, the essence of these evil demons supported by decaying qi is also a polluted aura, and this forbidden law lock is a hundred times more fierce for them than burning qi and blood! Originally, I wanted to say that I would give Wu Mourning a dismount, but it turned out that he kicked the iron plate and lost half of his life!

"Miss Qin, I'm afraid that her life will not be long."

Li Zun's eye of heaven can not only know the delusion, but also know the universe, which can be regarded as the welfare of the questioner from the upper realm. After observing it, he determined that Qin Ningbing's martial arts foundation had been damaged, and now basically half of his life was tied to the decaying qi, and if he left the offering of this decaying qi, he was afraid that he would die violently in an instant.

Qin Ningbing is sacrificing himself to feed the tiger.

If she doesn't do this, the madman of Guanlongji will not be psychologically satisfied, and he will be a little more relaxed for other martial artists.

"She is a brave person, if she can save it, she will save it, and if she can't save it, she will be given a happy time."

Wu Mourning's secret observation was not as real as Li Zun's, and after understanding the details, he gave his apprentice a word of advice.

The scourge of the southern capital.

It is considered to tear apart the ugliest and darkest side of human nature mercilessly, and the people in this city have basically become cunning and vicious people with no bottom line, especially the culprit of Guanlongji, just because he killed his brother and touched the evil prince, it is enough for the people of the world to scold him as a beast.

Now in this filthy place, seeing a Qin Ningbing is commendable.

That's what people are.

Although sometimes it is ugly and worse than ghosts, from top to bottom, regardless of high and low, they are all hopelessly believing in beautiful things and hope, otherwise what is the meaning of living in this world.

'Guanlongji, I have decided to hang you alive on the palace. Let everyone in the world know how inferior you, the demon emperor, are beasts! ’

Thinking about this, Wu Mourning's killing intent towards this Son of Heaven became even stronger.

Sure enough, this muddy and filthy world.

Only kill!

Only then can we determine the peace.

This Fengtianmen acts as the door god and the evil of the officers and soldiers is easy not to touch the sharp and incomparable edge of Wu Mourning at this moment, and before he gets closer, he let out a terrible scream and wail, as if hot oil was splashed into his eyes, and he didn't dare to look at the imposing Heavenly King, hiding his face and fleeing in all directions.

Qin Ningbing, who was leading the way, looked a little speechless.

Since their martial artists were limited to this southern capital, the non-extreme realm has lost their true power of qi and blood, and only a little power of the law is left, and there is no way to be bullied by these demons and monsters, and I heard these demons laugh cruelly, saying that the end of the martial arts has come, and they are exclusively eating martial artists, and they are anxious, angry and helpless in their hearts.

Now that Wu Mourning came, the haze in Qin Ningbing's heart went straight to ninety-nine.

It's just that......

Boom!!!

Another demon who escaped slower entered the realm of Dao Fruit of Martial Mourning, and directly screamed and died on the ground in the combination of the terrifying Qi and Blood Suppression and Samadhi True Fire. Wu Mourning is now stepping on ants while walking, stepping on the face of the crown dragon, and vigorously abusing and killing these disgusting people.

"Wu Tianwang, let's kill less." Qin Ningbing watched Wu Mourning torture and kill a demon again, and he really couldn't help it.

"Oh? Why? ”

Wu mourning was puzzled.

This girl can't get sick, right?

"How can there be so many demons in this southern capital, most of them were originally human, but they were just washed away by this decay, just send them into reincarnation." Qin Ningbing still had some words to say.

In fact, the people who have become demons in this huge Jinling are some people who really have no conditions for martial arts practice, as well as some people who have been beaten and oppressed by martial artists.

Martial arts rejuvenate the country.

As a martial artist, the ideological realm has not kept up, so it is natural to bully some others to satisfy himself, not to mention learning martial arts, if you don't use martial arts, wouldn't you be buried. This kind of thing can happen anywhere, and Yunzhou is better, and Wu Mourning's butcher's knife is still killing. It is conceivable that since it is the martial arts who rejuvenate the country, if the ordinary people have nothing to do with it, and they are bullied by the martial arts and reported to the official, then how to deal with it is naturally self-evident.

Qin Ningbing walked around in the past two days, watching these crazy demons pour out their past humiliation and anger, and he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.

Of course, this must not be said to King Wu Tian.

Because King Wu is also a martial artist.

And he is the biggest martial artist today, if he says this kind of thing, then it is really impossible for anyone to get off the stage.

Wu Mian paused, stared at Qin Ningbing for a long time, and stared until Qin Ningbing felt that his body was hot, and it was like a fire that was about to burn him to ashes.

Finally, he nodded slightly.

"Along the way, the stinginess in my chest has disappeared, but this evil breath can only be vented when I find the right master."

"Wu Xinzhuo, it is not yet known who killed the deer, is it too arrogant?"

Suddenly, a hoarse and dry sound, like the friction of rotten dead wood, came from the void.

They didn't even go through the Fengtian Gate, and they still had a long distance to reach the Fengtian Palace.

Guanlong Ji was able to directly and forcibly stuff the voice into the realm of martial mourning, and it seemed that he did have some ability, but he was able to live with both hands of the Martial Heavenly King.

"Where did the sickness come from, the stench."

Wu Mian heard the sound of Guanlongji, and fanned his nose vigorously with his hand.

Guanlongji's tone has been calm for a long time.

"Wu Xinzhuo, according to the seniority, you should call me an uncle, you are a relative of the emperor, so rude, it is still your own name, why be so vulgar?"

"I want to laugh when you say that the emperor's relatives and relatives are relatives."

Wu Mian couldn't hold back.

(End of chapter)