Fengcheng, located in the extreme west of Yunzhou, is separated from Bizhou by a cliff Xuange Desert, covered by the vast yellow sand all day long, in the wind and sand raging in the city, full of scorching breath. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It stands to reason that although Fengcheng is on the border and should be very sparsely populated, this place is the opposite, and the degree of prosperity here is no worse than that of a large city like Wancheng.

Of course, Fengcheng seems to have a hard life, but the more this kind of place, the more strange treasures, for example, the Xuanhuang beads of the quicksand gate are produced in the yellow sand veins, so don't look at the extremely harsh living environment of Fengcheng, but in fact, this is the place where the most warriors gather, and there are many people living here.

The environment in the Yaxuange Desert is very harsh, and even outside the desert is affected by this scorching energy, resulting in the path to Fengcheng being only yellow sand except for rocks.

Just above these paths swept by the yellow sand, a black torrent galloped from afar, and more than two hundred black horses rushed towards Fengcheng like a black whirlwind.

When the horse's hooves swept over the land of yellow sand, the sky was suddenly filled with rolling sand, but this black torrent did not have the slightest intention of stopping, like black lightning, constantly galloping towards Fengcheng.

"Stop!"

When the black iron horse rushed through like a gale, a deep sound burst out from the black torrent, and in an instant, the reins of more than two hundred black horses were pulled, and then the neighing of Junming was endless.

"Boom......"

When hundreds of horses stopped, black shadows suddenly flashed in the void, and then they rushed directly into the horses of the Hundred Battle Sect, and the next moment, more than a dozen screams suddenly sounded.

Seeing this scene, the faces of all the people riding on the horses changed slightly, and these people seemed to be very proficient in the art of assassination.

"Thousand Shadow Phantom Body, the person from the Ghost Fire Gate?" The Great Elder looked at the disciple of the Hundred Battles Sect who had fallen from his horse, and his face suddenly became ugly.

The Ghost Fire Sect is one of the largest killer organizations in Yunzhou, and it was originally both good and evil, but they acted viciously, and the ancestor of this sect was born in the Demon Dao, so they were all squeezed out by the famous and decent sects in Yunzhou, so they fell to the Demon Dao camp.

"Dazzle-bearded old ghost, since you've come here, why don't you show up and see it?" The Great Elder rode out and looked around, his clear voice like angry thunder, rolling away in the void.

As the Great Elder's words fell, there was silence on the streets filled with yellow sand, and everyone could even hear the sound of the yellow sand falling, but this feeling of tranquility made everyone's scalps tingle suddenly.

For some reason, the disciple of the Hundred Battles Sect felt that there was something unusual around him, looked around at the quiet streets, and involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and couldn't help but touch his neck that was a little cold.

"What, do you still want the old man to ask you to come out?" In the cloudy eyes of the Great Elder, a fine light suddenly shot out, and the unique aura belonging to the Divine Realm on his body suddenly burst out.

When the momentum climbed to the extreme, a sneer appeared on the corner of the Great Elder's mouth, and at some point, a heavy black iron machete appeared in his hand, and he immediately slashed down towards a boulder about half a person high on the left.

"Huh!"

The knife light flashed, and a terrifying energy burst out like lightning, however, when the knife light collided with the boulder, everyone originally thought that the boulder would burst open in an instant, but, reality always likes to surprise people, when the sword light slashed on the boulder, the void suddenly twisted, like a bloody mouth, swallowing the terrifying sword light.

"Jie Ji, Old Man Xu, your perception is still so keen, it seems that you have reached the peak of the God Realm, and you are only one step away from the God Transformation Realm, right?" Behind the boulder, an eerie voice suddenly sounded, and then, the void distorted again, and the dazzling old ghost in a black robe suddenly appeared on the boulder, with a miserable white face, looking at the Baizhan Sect and his party with a smile.

This smile is so penetrating!

This is Yang Ming's first feeling, for this dazzling old ghost, Yang Ming has also heard of it, and has seen it from afar, I remember that in the battle of Wancheng a few months ago, he almost succeeded in the sneak attack on Lifan, but later I heard that he was seriously injured by the angry Lifan, that battle, Xuanluan Hall lost a strong man from the Tongshen Realm, and Lifan was also seriously injured, however, the Demon Sect alliance in Wancheng also suffered a lot of losses, and even this Xuanfu old ghost who had killed the Tongshen Realm was also seriously injured, if it weren't for this, Yunzhou would not be so quiet in the past few months.

"Old Ghost Dazzling, it seems that your injuries have healed?" Holding the heavy black machete, the Great Elder pulled the reins, and the black steed slowly walked towards the Bearded Old Ghost.

In this regard, the old ghost of Xuanwei did not have the slightest fear, and still looked at the great elder who slowly drove the horse with a smile, and said with a smile: "Thanks to the Demon Zhu Pill given by Lord Demon Venerable, otherwise, Ancestor's strength may have fallen into the Divine Realm, hmph, this account Ancestor will find a big man to calculate later......"

Speaking of which, a hint of hatred appeared on the pale old face of the dazzling old ghost, ******* Zun, is he not dead yet?"

The Great Elder raised his head in shock, looked at the old ghost in disbelief, and the machete in his hand trembled slightly, obviously the name Demon Venerable had a great impact on him.

"Demon Venerable?"

When Yang Ming heard this name, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, he was very unfamiliar with these two words, and obviously he had not heard of this person in Yunzhou.

"The Demon Venerable is not a person from Yunzhou, but the sect master of the contemporary Demon Sect in Mingzhou, the strength is all over the sky, it is said that the number of members of the Demon Sect has reached hundreds of thousands, and it is still increasing, among them, the Tongmai Realm in the Demon Sect is like a carp crossing the river, and the Tongqi Realm grabs a handful, and there are also many strong people in the Tongshen Realm, as for the legendary Demon Venerable, the strength is even more infinite than that of the strong people who are close to the realm of the Demon Emperor back then......" Seeing Yang Ming's puzzled expression, Lei Qiannuo beside him suddenly explained in a low voice in his ear.

For the Demon Venerable, it is not a secret in Kyushu, as long as the sect that is a little more well-informed knows the existence of this person, the battle back then can be described as earth-shattering, if it is not for too much time, people will not forget it.

Moreover, as one of the elders of the Hundred Battles Sect, how could Lei Qiannuo not have heard of some history of this person, but the person of the Demon Venerable had disappeared eight hundred years ago. (To be continued.) )