For a long time, Du Feiyun thought that he had reached the realm of the innate stage, and the gap with Wu Qianchen was constantly narrowing.

He even thought that as long as he reached the middle stage of the innate stage, with the magic weapon of Jiulong Ding, which was invincible, and a top-grade spiritual weapon flying sword, he would be able to challenge Wu Tianchen head-on.

However, it wasn't until he saw Yan Feixiong's strength that he realized that the gap between the first layer of the congenital stage and the seventh layer of the congenital stage was still huge.

After An Fangcai's encounter, he understood that he had to keep at least one hundred and fifty zhang away from the innate late stage cultivators, and that was a safe distance.

Only by pulling a distance of at least one hundred and fifty zhang could he escape safely on the golden crown carving.

If it was within a hundred zhang, the speed of the innate late stage cultivator's instant explosion would definitely exceed the speed of the Golden Crown Eagle.

Remembering this time in his heart, Du Feiyun also remembered Yan Feixiong in his heart, today's hatred will definitely be a tooth for a tooth in the future.

However, just as he was riding the golden crown eagle all the way forward, he found that Yan Feixiong behind him actually stopped in the air and did not continue to chase after him.

"What's going on? Why didn't he suddenly chase after him?" Du Feiyun's brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of doubt appeared in his heart. After all, he was at a disadvantage, and his internal organs were damaged. If he were Yan Feixiong, he would also immediately launch a chase and kill, and he would never let go of the enemy.

Now that Yan Feixiong is not chasing after him, and is suspended in the air, he seems to be pondering the problem. It seems that Yan Feixiong seems to have encountered some trouble, so he no longer pursues him.

Seeing this scene, Du Feiyun stopped with the golden crown eagle, kept a safe distance of one hundred and fifty zhang from Yan Feixiong, landed on a hill, lurked behind two boulders, and secretly observed.

At this time, Yan Feixiong was suspended in the air, holding a silver-white magic sword in his right hand, but he was holding a messenger spirit crane in his left hand.

This messenger spirit crane is not from the Qingshan Sword Sect, but from the Liuyun Sect. He was using his spiritual sense to invade the messenger crane, and after reading the information in it, his face suddenly became complicated, and then he waved his hand to turn the messenger crane into ashes.

"It's really good that Senior Dancer has found the two brothers, Duanmu and Duanyang!" Yan Feixiong muttered in a low voice, but the expression on his face was very complicated, and he didn't see any joy at all. "But at this time, the dancer sent me a message to join forces with me to fight the enemy. ”

"What should I do? Du Feiyun is already injured, and I am not willing to give up such an excellent opportunity to kill him. However, if you hunt down Du Feiyun, it will inevitably waste time and delay the big event between me and my junior brother. "Du Feiyun's strength is low, his life is low, and he can be taken away at any time, but the second Demon Emperor Catalogue is extremely precious. ”

Yan Feixiong was suspended in the air with a complicated expression, frowning and pondering for a moment, weighing it in his heart, and finally making a decision. He raised his head in the direction of Du Feiyun's escape, and said with a reluctant expression: "Hmph, count you kid lucky!"

The next moment, without hesitation, he flew all the way to the northwest with Chu Feng. About two hundred miles to the northwest, he would make peace with Wu Qianchen there, and then join forces to deal with the two demon king powerhouses Duanmu and Duanyang.

Du Feiyun, who was lurking behind the two boulders, saw Yan Feixiong leaving with Chu Feng before he showed his figure, frowned and pondered for a while, and then rode the golden crown eagle and flew all the way to the northwest.

His keen instinct told him that Yan Feixiong must be in some trouble, otherwise he would definitely not let go of the opportunity to chase him and run towards the northwest instead.

In this underworld realm, the only ones who can bring trouble to the Xuanmen monks are the powerhouses of the demon clan. Du Feiyun faintly guessed in his heart that it must be Yan Feixiong's senior brother who was attacked and killed by a demon powerhouse, so he would anxiously rush to the rescue.

Yan Feixiong chased and killed him before, forcing him to be embarrassed, but now that Yan Feixiong is in trouble, he naturally secretly breathes a sigh of relief in his heart. At the same time, he also decided to quietly follow, behind Yan Feixiong, to see what was going on.

If he had the opportunity, he could also take the opportunity to kill Chu Feng, and he could get some benefits at the worst. After all, any congenital powerhouse or demon king powerhouse has an extremely rich family background, and if he can get some benefits, he can also solve his current embarrassment of lack of resources.

With a decision in his heart, he rode the Golden Crown Eagle, devouring the Qingyun Pill and the Dingshen Pill to recover his injuries and Yuan Li, and at the same time followed Yan Feixiong to the northwest and galloped away. Of course, after the lesson of the last time, this time he didn't dare to get too close, and always kept a safe distance of nearly two hundred zhang from Yan Feixiong.

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At this distance, even if Yan Feixiong suddenly turned around and attacked him, he could calmly dodge and escape unharmed.

All the way to the north without danger, after about two quarters of an hour, it has already galloped for nearly two hundred miles. At the same time, the injuries in his internal organs have finally been breathed and gradually improved, and Yuan Li has also recovered and is full.

At this moment, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the night sky in the distance. Thousands of feet in front of him, three figures were speeding all the way, like three meteors across the dark night sky.

The speed of those three streamers was extremely fast, and almost in the blink of an eye, they flew a distance of hundreds of zhang, rushing towards this side like lightning. After Du Feiyun's rough estimate, it was not difficult to guess that those three figures all had the strength of the late innate stage.

Three figures, one in front of them with golden wings on his shoulders, were running for his life. Behind him were two tall and burly demons, covered in blood, flapping their blood-colored wings. These two demons are obviously both demon kings and powerhouses.

There is no doubt that this scene must be that the two demon kings are chasing and killing that Xuanmen monk.

Seeing this scene, Du Feiyun seemed to understand why Yan Feixiong was anxiously coming, and there was a faint expectation in his heart about what kind of wonderful situation was about to happen.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly took the golden crown carving, landed on the top of a hill, put away the golden crown carving, lurked in a pile of rocks, held his breath and looked at the scene in the distance, only to see that the three streamers came in an instant, and in an instant, they crossed a distance of 800 zhang and collided head-on with Yan Feixiong and others.

At that moment, the battle broke out suddenly, without any premonition or preposition, and both sides started a bloody battle as soon as they looked at each other.

The three sword gangs, each of which swayed out from the hands of the three innate cultivators, formed a sword net that was extremely sharp and terrifying, enveloping the two demon king powerhouses who were chasing and killing.

"Great Freedom Swordsmanship!" This was Chu Feng's voice.

"Instant Killing Sword Technique!" This is Yan Feixiong's angry shout, which is extraordinarily imposing like a rainbow, and the killing machine is awe-inspiring.

"Qingfeng Gengjin Sword!" This voice was not as majestic as Yan Feixiong. Hearing it in Du Feiyun's ears, it made his pupils narrow slightly, and his fists were secretly clenched.

Because, this voice is very familiar to him, it is the voice of Wu Qianchen!

It turned out that Chu Yun's previous words were true, and Wu Qianchen really came to the Underworld Realm. Moreover, Wu Qianchen took his henchman Chu Yun, Yan Feixiong took his henchman disciple Chu Feng, and the four of them actually appeared together in the underground world.

At this moment, a rumbling sound suddenly erupted, which immediately interrupted Du Feiyun's contemplation, causing him to raise his head and pay attention to the battle situation, forgetting to think about why Wu Tianchen and Yan Feixiong came here.

Those hundreds of terrifying sword gangs collided with a piece of blood-red demonic light, and they instantly exploded into fragments of brilliant qi mixed colors. The sword gang burst into pieces and burst out, and the blood-red magic light also shattered violently, and was twisted away by the sword light on the spot.

The attacks of the three people and the two demons collided together, and immediately erupted into an incomparable shockwave, like ripples on the surface of a lake, surging out in a space of thousands of square feet at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The momentum that swept out suddenly blew out countless potholes in the surrounding hills, collapsed countless rocks and earthworks, and splashed the sky with dust and mist. Du Feiyun, who was lurking in the pile of rocks in the distance, couldn't help but secretly slap out when he saw this terrifying and terrifying might.

Originally, Du Feiyun didn't plan to leave, but at this moment, seeing that Wu Tianchen and Yan Feixiong were fighting to the death with the two demon kings, naturally they would not leave, and they had to pay close attention to it and lurk on the side to observe.

Whether it is the two demon kings and the three of them, they are all his enemies. He made up his mind in his heart, and continued to lurk on the sidelines, waiting for an opportunity, if he could fish in troubled waters and reap the benefits, it would be the best!

and Wu Tianchen and the three of them fought violently, and the figures of the two demon kings and powerhouses suddenly flew backwards, obviously suffering a loss. The blood-red wings behind the two demon kings flapped several times, and then they barely stabilized their figures, suspended in the air, and looked at each other from a distance of more than 100 zhang from Wu Tianchen.

These two demon kings stood side by side, their tall and burly figures were surrounded by awe-inspiring murderous aura and surging demonic light, and their faces were also full of anger and murderous intent, and their silver eyes glared at Wu Qianchen.

"Wu Qianchen, Yan Feixiong, you joined forces to destroy my Duanyang tribe that day and snatched our hard-earned Demon Emperor Catalogue, we have already formed a deep feud between us, and we don't share the sky!"

"You still don't want to give up when you get the first Demon Emperor Catalog, and now you are trying to get your hands on the second Demon Emperor Catalog. Wu Qianchen, you are simply delusional! Even if we die, we will never let you succeed again!" This voice was extremely sad and indignant, and the roar of the bell sounded, and as the night wind reached Du Feiyun's ears, it immediately made him frown, and a strange expression appeared on his face.

It was only then that he could see clearly that those two demon king powerhouses were actually the two brothers Duanyang and Duanmu who had been wiped out of the tribe! These two demon king brothers were still in the dark until now, and they still insisted that it was Wu Qianchen who snatched their Demon Emperor catalog, which made Du Feiyun laugh secretly in his heart.

However, what intrigued Du Feiyun even more, and his heartbeat accelerated slightly was the second Demon Emperor Catalogue mentioned in Duanmu Fangcai's words!

If you get together three copies of the Demon Emperor Catalogue, you can obtain an earth-shattering massive number of treasures, which are a rich collection that even the ten gates of the Immortal Dao of the Qingyuan Kingdom have to covet. For thousands of years, I don't know how many Xuanmen monks and demon powerhouses have dreamed of being able to gather three copies of the Demon Emperor's catalogue and open the treasure house of that Demon Emperor.

Du Feiyun was no exception, and after learning about the infinite wealth hidden behind the Demon Emperor's catalog, he was also thrilled.

At this moment, how could he not be excited when he learned that the two Duanmu brothers were actually in possession of the second Demon Emperor Catalog?

(To be continued.)