Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Wind Rises
Yan Gexing returned to the Broken Heaven Palace, and his mind was full of scenes where he was hunted down and killed in his previous life, and finally buried in the sea of delusions.
But what puzzled him the most was the person he saw before he died, who was it?
Although he secretly re-established the Heaven Breaking Palace as soon as he was reborn, he also began to slowly track down the forces that chased and killed him at the beginning.
It was his fate that this wing Huifeng could survive after receiving his own fatal blow, and the disgusting Xuanyuan clan was also destroyed by himself, and now they are all reduced to beggars on the street.
But who the hell is that person?
In his previous life, he could only detect that the mysterious person was not a demon cultivator or a demon clan, let alone a person from the Shenlong Continent, that person was like a glance that appeared out of thin air.
The aura on that person's body was very light, but this faint aura gave people a sense of horror, as if death was about to befall him in the next second.
But now that some of his memories are blurred due to the problem of his soul being mutilated, in order to solve this problem, he decides to go to the Deep Sea Abyss Prison, and maybe find some clues.
But the most important thing now is not to go to the Deep Sea Hell, but to deal with the demon and ghost clans that are about to move first.
I heard from my subordinates that the demon cultivator has recently had contact with the demon clan and the ghost clan, and there must be a secret treasure appearing, and since this secret treasure is interested in the old immortal Yi Huifeng, it must have something to do with the ascension of immortals.
He sneered, in his previous life, he had never heard of the existence of such a secret treasure, nor had he heard of anyone who had ascended to the Immortal Dao.
And as a son of fate of this bullshit, he was not surrounded and killed by someone at a glance in his previous life, unless this Heavenly Dao has its special rules.
But what he has to do now is to weaken the power of the demon clan and the ghost clan, so that they are no longer so rampant, and they dare to unite with the old immortal of Yi Huifeng, is it really not that he dies quickly?
Yan Gexing put on that mask with intricate patterns, and the face hidden under the mask showed a smile, then deal with the ghost clan first, after all, it is not good to scare that person in the future.
On the side of the Devil's Nest, Wing Huifeng was sitting on a gorgeous chair, his hand on the handle of the chair and tapping lightly.
A tall figure suddenly flashed into the lair, and he removed his hood, revealing a face with a strange pattern.
"Lord Mozun, are you all right?" the man said.
Only then did Yi Huifeng look at the person who came, and let out a low laugh: "Why did the five elders of the demon clan suddenly come to the cold house?"
An Xi smiled: "Does Demon Venerable like to pretend to be stupid?"
Yi Huifeng was not angry when he said this, and said with a smile: "The demon king is also interested in this?"
"Not only the Demon King, but also our Ghost King. A bony hand suddenly pierced the ground, and a tall, snow-white skeleton appeared in the main hall, and there was still ghostly fire in the two hollows.
But Yi Huifeng frowned, and said helplessly: "But there is only one thing at present, and we all three want it, so how can we divide it?"
An Xi sneered: "I haven't gotten that thing before I get it, and I'm thinking about how to divide it, isn't the Demon Venerable a little carried away?"
The white bone next to him also nodded his head and made a squeak.
Yi Huifeng showed a smug smile and pointed to a place with his finger: "I never do things that I am not sure of. ”
Sask and the white bone turned around, looking at the man who came out of the shadows and the cyan corners, and understood why Wing Huifeng was so sure.
"Now you two believe what I say. Wing Huifeng stepped out of his chair and walked over to Rest and the bones.
"In that case, let's find a time to discuss how to accomplish this. Anxi said with satisfaction.
The white bones also let out a "quack" laugh, which made people panic.
"Then ask after the Sword Conference. The man spoke suddenly.
Yi Huifeng snapped his fingers, and a satisfied look appeared on his face: "Then it's decided." ”
Rest put on his hat again, and disappeared into the lair, and the white bone slipped through the big hole in the ground.
Wing Huifeng came to the man and asked in a low voice, "Since you don't have any ideas about that thing, what do you want?"
The man scoffed at the group's pursuit of the so-called Ascending Immortal Path, and he just whispered, "I just want to be the most powerful person, and I want that person." ”
Yi Huifeng was a little surprised by his request, and he said ambiguously: "I didn't expect you to be a lover." ”
The man snorted coldly, and Yi Huifeng immediately understood what he meant, it turned out that he was just a hypocrite who sold his reputation.
Yi Huifeng watched the corner of the man's cyan clothes disappear from his field of vision, and showed a smile that was bound to be obtained, as long as that thing was in his hands, it would not be a problem at all to ascend to the Immortal Dao.
Yan Gexing took the magic sword engraved with the inscription and cut off the lumbar vertebrae of a group of skeletons with a single sword, and the white bones fell to the ground one after another, and he crushed them with one foot.
Seeing this person so ferocious, the ghost clan couldn't help but take a step back, not wanting to die in vain.
"You ghost kings are still not here?" Yan Gexing asked softly.
As soon as he finished speaking, an intact corpse exuding a dead aura walked over, he was wearing a black robe, and his black nails lined the pale skin, which looked a little oozing.
When those little ghost skeletons saw this corpse, they all shouted respectfully, "Your Highness the Ghost King." ”
Yan Gexing saw that the ground sank a little with every step of the corpse, and the sunken ground showed a scorched black.
He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, it seems that this ghost king is quite interesting.
The Ghost King came to Yan Gexing's face, looking at the white bones behind him, a rare expression of anger appeared on his stiff face: "Why did you kill so many of our ghost clansmen?"
Yan Gexing just looked at the ghost king, and said with a chuckle: "I'm just here to do the right thing for the heavens, your ghost clan shouldn't exist in this world in the first place, but you still occupy one side and bring disaster to the world." ”
The Ghost King pulled his face again: "Don't you know that everything is reasonable when it exists?"
"I don't know. Yan Gexing tilted his head and said nonchalantly.
The ghost king looked at the indifferent appearance of the person in front of him, and knew that there was nothing to say, but he just raised his hand and waved it forward, and the ghost skeletons behind him attacked Yan Gexing one after another.
Yan Gexing's face hidden under the mask evoked a smile, it happened that he hadn't been able to fight happily for a long time, and he happened to have a good time today.
He picked up the magic sword and slashed the attacking white bones, and those ghosts were burned by the golden light emitted by the inscription, and they did not dare to step forward.
And the magic sword engraved with the complex inscription was tightly held in Yan Gexing's hand, he closed his eyes suddenly, and a dense array of magic swords suddenly appeared behind him, each magic sword flashed with a palpitating cold light.
The Ghost King was stunned for a moment, and muttered unconsciously: "Break the sky!"
Yan Gexing didn't expect this ghost king to know his sword moves, so he couldn't help but smile: "Since you all know the name of the sword move, then I'll let you taste the power of this sword move." ”