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After receiving Zhou Xingyun, he put his body on the ground steadily. Qin Yanxue tried to input her vitality, but to no avail.

What worries people the most is Zhou Xingyun's momentum.

If the knot is successful, then Zhou Xingyun will inevitably have the momentum of a strong man in the knot pill stage. But he hasn't changed in the slightest.

If it fails, ordinary people will be struck by thunder and their bones will be gone. But with Zhou Xingyun's physical strength, it shouldn't be a problem to carry it hard. But in the future, Zhou Xingyun is likely to stop at the current realm.

"I'll come!" the Great Elder shouted, and everyone stepped back.

The vitality slowly entered Zhou Xingyun's body.

At this time, his body can be said to be broken, and some internal organs have been scorched. His senses, in particular, were chaotic. It can be said that the current Zhou Xingyun is like a living dead.

Just as the Great Elder was disappointed and about to regain his vitality, a wave of fluctuation caught his attention.

"Huh?" the Great Elder hurriedly chased after him, but the fluctuation disappeared again.

"How's it going?" the old madman asked the frowning Great Elder in a trembling voice.

"There's no end to life. But I don't know when I wake up. The Great Elder shook his head, and could only give such an answer.

"That's good, that's good!" the old madman finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The special effects of diet therapy have been proven and have now been successfully mastered by the Institute. In this way, it will definitely help Zhou Xingyun recover.

In this way, it seems that it is really a cycle of karma, if Zhou Xingyun is selfish and does not hand over the food therapy, then he is really helpless now.

"Send Elder Zhou back!" the Great Elder waved his sleeves.

Sikong Liangji and the others hurriedly stepped forward to carry Zhou Xingyun back to the Barren Stone Peak.

"Snow Peak. Tell me what's going on!" and when the others were gone, the Great Elder asked with a gloomy face.

Unexpectedly, the demon cultivator has become more and more active in recent years, which is not a very good phenomenon.

The man in black had long been controlled by Fu Xuefeng, and he couldn't even commit suicide. And Yang Tianlang, who participated in the whole process, was naturally responsible for the elaboration.

Listening to Yang Tianlang's words, the Great Elder stood with his hands in his hands: "The hand of the Immortal Kitchen Guild is stretched too long! Xue Feng, you can take care of the rest by yourself." ”

"Yes, Great Elder!" Fu Xuefeng had already seen murderous intent when he looked at the man in black again.

"Pass the order, Xue Lingwei gather!"

"Yes, Mountain Lord!" a black shadow following Fu Xuefeng clenched his fists in agreement, and then disappeared into the void.

Hearing Fu Xuefeng's murderous words, Yang Tianlang was shocked from the bottom of his heart. Xue Lingwei only obeys the orders of the mountain lord of Huomen Mountain, and the weakest people there are all Yuan Infant monks. What Yang Tianlang is looking forward to most is to become a member of Xue Lingwei.

"It's good. Your injuries are also severe. Let's go to the Boundless Cave retreat in the back mountain to recover from your injuries!"

Boundless Cave! That's a cave that only Xue Lingwei can enter to cultivate!

"Yes!" Yang Tianlang excitedly clenched his fists and agreed.

Fu Xuefeng wanted to see the position of the Immortal Kitchen Union: "Shangguan Hongfei, you deceive people too much!"

Although Feng Qingzi was rescued, he was still a little confused. The power of the thunderstorm had shattered his confidence, and he didn't react until he touched the cold ground.

The eyes, which had been out of focus, finally returned to normal. He looked around blankly.

It is a large hall with turquoise torches burning all around. All around were dark colors, except for the pale white throne in front of him.

The throne was made of unknown dry bones, and was covered with the skin of a lowest-grade tiger demon.

The hall was so quiet that he had an echo when he spoke: "Where is this?"

"Rubbish!" a cold voice suddenly came.

"Who, who are you!" Kazekiko looked at the throne warily.

"Hmph!" a cold snort slammed into Kazekiko's chest like a hammer, knocking him flying.

Although he was attacked, Kazekiko felt a sense of relief in his chest. That mouthful of blood was nothing more than bruising.

When he looked up again, a lonely figure appeared on the throne.

Feng Qingzi's eyes widened, and he pointed to the figure with trembling hands: "How is it possible, how can it be you!"

The figure on the throne is the man drawn in the ancient book of Feng Qingzi!

Feng Qingzi knew that his ancient book had been inherited from a long time ago, which means that the person in front of him had lived countless years!

"The Ancient Book of the Apocalypse actually led to find you, this waste!" The man was very dissatisfied: "Because of you, I almost exposed the big things of my demon clan!"

Feng Qingzi hurriedly knelt down: "Lord Wumo!"

Wumo, one of the five ancient demons. The origin of the life is a mystery, and there are only two words left for the record of the future, powerful. It's just that the legend says that Wumo has fallen for many years, which is why Feng Qingzi can't believe it.

Feng Qingzi's face flushed with excitement, but he didn't expect that the book he got by accident could be appreciated by Wumo. As long as you give yourself time, what Zhou Xingyun, what Nine Immortal Mountain, you can destroy it with a wave of your hand!

"Oh, I can't believe you're not that stupid!" Wumo raised his eyebrows, "But don't get your hopes up too." ”

"Although the Ancient Book of the Apocalypse guides you, if you want to be my devil, you are not qualified!" Although Wumo did not show any momentum, there was still an indescribable killing intent between his words.

Every demon is piled up by a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Feng Qingzi is still far off.

"I will definitely work hard and not disappoint Lord Wumo!" Although Feng Qingzi knelt on the ground very respectfully, only he knew that one day he would surpass Wumo!

Wumo glanced at him playfully: "Your mind is really suitable for demon cultivation." ”

"Thank you, Lord appreciation!" Feng Qingzi hurriedly thanked him.

Wumo shook his head: "Bone Spirit, take him to the marrow pool!"

At the position of Wumo's left hand, a skeleton that was originally rolling to the side suddenly moved. Then a purple flame erupted in its eye sockets.

Finally, with a click, a skeletal shelf, white as jade, stood up. Walked in front of Kazekiko.

As soon as Kazekiko glanced at it, the purple flames on the skull's eye socket suddenly flew out and imprinted into Kazekiko's eyes.

Seeing this scene, Wumo waved his hand: "Okay, Bone Spirit, don't play him badly!"

"Yes, master!" the purple flame in the bone spirit's eyes jumped, and a sound came out.

After Wumo waved his hand, he looked pensive. His face was very handsome, and there was no trace of time. His eyes, in particular, are always looking ahead with great expression. It makes people feel sinking at a glance.

Whether it is from the temperament or appearance, there is no such thing as a demon cultivator.

"Xiao Duo, ten years, in another ten years, I can resurrect you. Then we can meet again!" except that when he spoke, Wumo's eyes were shining.

"Presbyterian Church! You forcibly broke us up. This time I want you all to be destroyed!"

The most bizarre thing was his forehead, and a blood-red eye suddenly opened.

The moment the eyes opened, the entire hall was quickly entangled in red mist. The eerie turquoise flames quickly extinguished as soon as they touched the red mist. The entire hall was darkened, and only the vertical eyes on Wumo's forehead were emitting red light, which did not disperse for a long time!