After the Ice Palace of the Feather Tomb Plain sank into the ground, the weather in the entire Sansheng County began to warm up, the snow melted, the clouds opened and the fog dispersed, and a round of scorching sun emerged from the clouds.

It was late spring and early summer, and the sun was shining brightly.

"Boom!"

The black clouds were rolling in the sky, and the figure of a giant python was shuttling inside, and an old man wearing a black Xuanwu Zhan Kai stood on top of the giant python's head.

There are also golden lions tens of meters long, flapping their wings and flying fast.

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Above the canopy, the murderous aura is rolling, the dragon is roaring, and I don't know how many strong people are chasing and killing Feng Feiyun.

"There are already three divine senses that have passed over me, and they are terrifyingly strong, and they all have at least half-step giant-level cultivation. ”

Feng Feiyun and Wang Meng were fleeing towards the ancient city of Qianhua at a rapid pace, and they could see the boiling murderous aura in the sky with the naked eye, and several huge coercions shocked people's legs.

The monks in the ancient city of Qianhua were all shocked, the scene in front of them was too magnificent, two Vientiane students in white Confucian clothes fled towards the ancient city, followed by dozens of extremely powerful murderers.

"It's the son of the demon, what kind of catastrophe did this guy do, and he actually attracted so many old powerhouses to hunt him down?" On the wall of the ancient city of Qianhu, a young monk wearing a Taoist robe was looking from afar.

"You still don't know the way, I heard that the son of the demon defeated the mythical character Nalan Hongtao, and he is extremely talented, and now many people want to get rid of him, and they don't want him to grow up. ”

"What? Even Nalan Hongtao of the realm is not his opponent, and this demon son is too terrifying. ”

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There are a lot of immortal cultivators gathered in the ancient city of Qianhua, some of them are native monks of Sansheng County, who fled here, and some are from some immortal cultivators, who went to the Yuhua Tomb and excavated the Ice Palace.

These people were all stunned by the scene in front of them.

A black shadow hundreds of meters high appeared, the shadow was like a god statue, blocking half of the sky, chasing Feng Feiyun and the two behind, and from time to time a black pillar of light would be shot, blasting a series of large craters on the ground.

"I know that the Dao is a half-step giant in the tenth hall of Senluo, who has cultivated the 'Phantom of the Evil Emperor' among the twelve evil skills, and is a ruthless person who everyone fears in the evil way. ”

"The son of a demon actually provoked a half-step giant-level character to make a move, even if it is an old genius at the Eight Epic level, he has not been so honored. ”

"No way, who told the son of the demon to sleep with Lu Liwei, the first beauty in the tenth hall of Senluo Palace, I heard that Lu Liwei has a great relationship with Putuo Mountain. If the tenth hall of the Senluo Hall can't take the head of the person on the top of the wind and clouds, how can he explain it to the one in Putuo Mountain?"

A black-robed old man with four black wings on his back slashed through the air, his eyes were pitch black, like an eagle falcon, and he made a look.

It was just a glance that directly shook Feng Feiyun to vomit blood.

Wang Meng was even more miserable, seven or eight bones on his body were broken, and he was seriously injured.

"Shit, bastard!"

Feng Feiyun lifted Wang Meng up, and the reincarnation under his feet was faster, turning into a clear wind and rushing into the ancient city of Qianhua.

"The Demon Wing Technique of the Underworld, this is the top ** among the twelve evil skills, and there are actually people who have cultivated four Demon Wings, it is none other than the half-step giant in the fourth hall of the Senluo Palace. ”

"It should be him. The son of the demon has raped Bai Ruxue so high-profilely, and the high-level leaders of the Senluo Hall must have been so angry that there will be blue smoke on their heads, and there will definitely be a supreme attack to wipe him out. ”

"The son of the demon has fled into the ancient city of Qianhua!"

"If you can't escape, the son of the demon can be the king in the younger generation, but compared with the half-step giant, it's still too far behind, it's the same wherever you flee, and you can't get rid of the certain death situation. ”

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The monks of Qianhua Ancient City all felt the killing opportunity of obliteration, and they all escaped from Qianhua Ancient City one by one, but there were still people who didn't have time to escape from the city gate, so they were blocked back by those who chased and killed Feng Feiyun, and they could only hide everywhere.

The entire sky above the ancient city of Qianhua was heavily covered with black clouds, with strange beasts roaring and streamers shuttling.

Among these people who chased and killed Feng Feiyun, there were definitely not only the Ten Halls of Senluo, but also the monks of the Ziming Corpse Cave, the powerhouses of the Beiming family, and even some other people who cultivated immortal power, all of them were top figures.

Someone has already begun to arrange the formation, wrapping the entire Qianhua Ancient City inside, turning this ancient city into a huge cage, ready to catch turtles in the middle of the war.

"The son of the demon is such a fool that he escaped here, this is simply a cage, and it is difficult for him to fly with his wings in this way. A disciple of the Earth Disciple of the Purple Corpse Cave sneered mockingly.

"Even if the entire Qianhua Ancient City is sacrificed, the son of the demon must be wiped out, this kind of person must not let him grow up, the threat is too great. One of the highnesses of the Senluo Hall said.

Gathering so many super powerhouses, all just to kill a monk of the Divine Foundation Great Perfection Realm, this has never appeared in history, even if Feng Feiyun dies in their hands today, it can be passed down through the ages.

These people are not in a hurry to break into the ancient city of Qianhua, they plan to burn the formation and completely seal the entire ancient city, and then shoot slowly, so as not to let Feng Feiyun escape.

It's already a mortal situation, what's the urgency.

"This group of eight lambs is too ruthless, if they fall into the hands of Lao Tzu, they will have to blow their heads open with one punch. Wang Meng's face was covered with blood, and he looked angrily at the sky above the ancient city, as if he heard bursts of laughter coming from above the clouds.

The ancient city of Qianhua, which was originally very lively, is now not seen by anyone, and the silence is terrifying, and you can only see a spiritual lantern still hanging on the eaves, fluttering with the wind, making a "click" sound.

And footsteps!

Feng Feiyun suddenly stopped and stood outside the Silver Hook Workshop.

The silver hook is still majestic and magnificent, and it is very magnificently built, but now it has become a little unrecognizable, the gate of gold smelting has been removed, the floor of jade rock has also been taken out, and even the tiles on the roof of the temple are not left, all of them have been removed.

"Ha Luha, this Dongfang Yi Yi is really a talent, he seems to have expected that there will be a catastrophe in Qianhua Ancient City, and he actually moved the entire Silver Hook Workshop in advance, and everything that was slightly valuable was transported away by him. ”

Feng Feiyun squatted down and found that even the door nails had been dug out, and there was only a pile of simple stone walls left in the entire Silver Hook Workshop.

"Businessmen, businessmen, are businessmen, and they do a really good job. It's not unreasonable for the Silver Hook family to be rich enough to rival the country!" Feng Feiyun sighed heartily.

"Uncle Shi, when is it, you are still concerned about the affairs of the Silver Hook family. Wang Meng was slightly anxious and said, "Let's live through tonight first!"

Feng Feiyun was still not in a hurry, stood up, and said with a smile: "Wang Meng, are you afraid of death?"

"Don't be afraid, if you can die with your uncle, Lao Tzu will feel that he will die without regrets. Wang Meng said.

Feng Feiyun smiled: "You're not afraid, I'm afraid! Let's go! Take you to a place!"

The large array that has been laid around the Qianhua Ancient City is guarded by several supreme powerhouses, just like a black cover, wrapping the entire Qianhu Ancient City.

Several streamers passed through the formation and entered the ancient city of Qianhua.

These people are all kings of the younger generation, and it is naturally best for them to come forward to kill Feng Feiyun, so there is a good excuse on the side of the God King.

Of course, if the kings of the younger generation are unable to kill Feng Feiyun, then the strong men of the older generation will definitely shoot regardless of the rules.

The black clouds in the sky are getting lower and lower, and the entire Qianhua Ancient City is pitch black, only on the empty ancient streets, there are still one or two lights, illuminating the entire Qianhua Ancient City like a ghost town.

"Dada!"

Two footsteps weave through the ancient street.

Feng Feiyun, dressed in white Confucian robes and heroic, walked in front and stopped outside a dimly lit post house.

The inn is very old, with an open gate and a plaque above it, covered with cobwebs, with four ghostly characters written on it: "The Dead are the Greatest".

"Uncle Shi, what the hell is this place, how do I feel that after coming here, it is like falling into an ice cave, and it seems to have come to the underworld. Before Wang Meng entered the inn, he already felt his scalp tingling, and his legs and feet kept calling.

Inside the gate of the post house, there are dark lights coming out, and there are ghost fires beating, which makes people feel creepy at a glance.

Feng Feiyun also swallowed wildly, if it weren't for the enemy being too strong, he wouldn't want to come here, and only this was the only way to survive.

The last time I came here with the female demon, Feng Feiyun didn't feel like this, but after coming this time, I felt very similar to Wang Meng.

"Let's go! This time we can only lead the tiger to drive away the wolf. "Feng Feiyun has a very bottomless heart, and he came to find the female demon, this is already the next strategy, but if he wants to survive tonight, in the Three Holy Counties, he can only rely on the strength of the female demon.

After entering the post house, the courtyard was full of coffins, horizontal and vertical, and there were dozens of them, which looked particularly gloomy.

A cloud of weeping qi wrapped around the coffin, and ghost fire came out of the coffin.

"Uncle Shi, what the hell is this place, I feel that the dead people in these coffins will crawl out at any time. Wang Meng felt that his legs were weak and he couldn't walk.

"You're not even afraid of death, but you're still afraid of the dead?" Feng Feiyun teased.

"Nima, this place is more terrible than death...... Damn, there's a person!" Wang Meng shuddered, pointed to the edge of the corner of the courtyard, and sat on the ground in fright.

It was the third corpse demon who was guarding the inn, he was old, thin as wood, the hair on his head was all white, and he was sweeping away with a stick in his hand, sweeping the floor.

His old and sunken eyes, with a thick evil aura, looked over.