Chapter 399 Xing Tian’s Conspiracy

Feng Zun was killed, and the Feng Clan changed to the main master - this news spread quickly throughout the ancient times, like a heart-boosting injection, which inspired the entire ancient times. Only a few people knew that Feng Zun might not die yet.

The impact caused by the Feng Clan is too bad. In Taigu, the crimes committed by the ancient times are so numerous. It is hard to rest assured to the entire ancient times just by changing the clan leader.

Soon, the situation of this new clan leader was found out by someone who was interested: Princess Youruo, the descendant of Feng Shen, was also an orthodox descendant of the Feng clan. She was weak in nature and did not kill her.

The liberal faction breathed a little relieved, but soon new concerns came: Can such a woman tame this group of unruly Fengren?

Although these worries are a bit redundant, they are reasonable. No one hopes that such chaos will occur again. If the Feng Clan problem is not completely solved, many people will find it difficult to rest.

Finally, Fengyun Wuji became famous directly and issued a statement in the name of Jianyu:

[The Sword Domain fully supports Princess Youruo as the leader of the Feng Clan. At the same time, the Sword Domain will be responsible for supervising the Feng Clan. If the Feng Clan again encounters the situation under Rufeng Zun's rule, the Sword Domain will be fully responsible and will originally accept any punishment from the ancient sects.]

Lord of the Sword Domain: Fengyun Wuji.

Among them, the sword domain has made the most efforts, and each force has to sell Fengyun Wuji for a while. If it is based on the psychology of all parties, he would like to kill all the Feng clans. How can a force with such a ruthless attack be easily let go?!! ~

The Feng Clan's subordinates died without a complete corpse, but because of the domineering behavior of Feng Mo Tianxia Jue. The original Feng Mo Tianxia Jue was not so domineering and vicious. This skill was the martial arts of Feng Shen in the war of gods and demons. It was originally for the purpose of war. At the beginning of its establishment, he never thought of using it on his compatriots. Feng Yun Wuji could not tell the secrets of this to all parties. He simply came forward to guarantee that this was more persuasive. As a result, the resentment of all parties was indeed endless.

The former Jiange.

The wind and clouds are in front, and the wind tribes are behind, and the other walks from the mountainside to the top of the mountain. The reason why I walk is because the Feng Zun shouts about being tired.

With Feng Zun's martial arts cultivation, Feng Yun Wuji was not willing to bring him back to the sword domain without any restraint. Kung Fu reached the level of Feng Zun and could not beat a person. With the excellent martial arts of the Feng Clan, it was not difficult to escape. Even Feng Yun Wuji wanted to catch him back, he would probably have to waste his skills.

Feng Yun Wuji has never liked trouble, so he directly sealed Feng Zun's true energy in his body, and also placed a ban on his consciousness space. As long as Feng Zun touched the ban and tried to escape, Feng Yun Wuji's heart would feel.

The method of prohibiting the soul. It is the method used by Feng Zun to pinch a group of Feng Zun. Feng Yun Wuji's understanding of the soul path is greater than that of Feng Zun. After a slight change, it becomes a brand new method used to specifically restrict Feng Zun. As long as he tries to break open the seal of the true qi, a kind of pain like a torn body will surge into his heart.

A series of gentle silver ringtones came from the top of his head, and Feng Yun Wuji looked up. Princess Youruo, wearing a long black gauze dress, was standing silently among the weeds on the mountain, with her long soft hair fluttering in the wind. In her hair, the small bell tied with a ribbon was shaking gently.

"Princess Youruo!" The old ministers of the Feng clan hurriedly knelt down when they saw Princess Youruo.

"Grandpas, you..." Princess Youruo was startled, took a few steps back, and looked at them shyly. Her eyes flew over Feng Zun. She lowered her head and called softly: "...Uncle..."

Feng Zun, who was decadent, heard the low and timid cry in his voice. He suddenly raised his head and glared at Princess Youruo fiercely.

Ah! ~

Princess Youruo covered her chest with her hands, looked at Feng Zun in fear, and staggered. In Princess Youruo's impression, this uncle was always harsh and fearful.

"It's because of you that I have settled into this place..."

"Feng Zun," Feng Yun Wuji glanced at Feng Zun indifferently, and Feng Zun's whole body trembled, and he didn't dare to say anything anymore.

"Is this your heroism to blame everything on a girl?"

"Heroic spirit, I have never said what kind of hero I am. I just want to be a winner!"

Feng Yun Wuji turned his head indifferently and glanced at Princess Youruo: "You go back first, I'll find you in a while."

"Well," Youruo turned around in panic and ran away all the way. Feng Yun Wuji looked at her petite back, shook her head, and thought to himself: "All this may be too complicated for her..."

Thinking about it, I suddenly laughed again: "Why should it be so complicated?...Isn't it better to keep her pure?"

All the elders of the Feng Clan looked at each other, but for a moment they didn't understand what he was thinking, and suddenly laughed, but they didn't dare to ask.

"Where is the plan without blame?"

Feng Yun Wuji stood halfway up the mountain, stood with his hands behind his back, and said to the void, his voice neither high nor low.

"I'm here!" A powerful voice came from the top of the mountain, and then a golden light fell from the sky, fell in front of Feng Yun Wuji, fell to the ground, and turned into a golden general. It was a group of golden generals that Feng Yun Wuji had specially trained in the belly of the mountain for a long time ago.

"Fengyun Wuji, what do you want to deal with me?" Feng Zun instinctively felt something was wrong, raised his head and stared at Fengyun Wuji.

"Take Feng Zun under the belly of the mountain, trap there, guard it tightly!..." As he said that, he turned around, stared at Feng Zun, and said word by word: "Feng Zun, today, life, today, world, don't think about it, again, see, heaven, sun!!!"

Feng Zun's whole body was shocked when he heard this, his face turned pale, like a thunder strike, and his face was dull.

Feng Yun Wuji handed over the iron chain in his hand, then strode towards the top of the mountain.

"Yes," Ji Wuji respectfully took the iron chain that trapped Fengzun's body, and then turned around and headed towards the entrance of the mountain belly on the other side.

Under Jiange, there is a cave. Thousands of feet below the ground, there is a rolling magma passing through the ground, and the wind and clouds gather its heat. It leads into the pool and turns into a magma pool with dozens of feet long on one side. Above the magma pool, there is an iron cable structure, and the iron cables form a network and gather at one point. And connected to this dark underground chamber, there is a spiral dark passage more than 800 meters high.

Ji Wujiu led Feng Zun, who had lost all his martial arts, to reach the depths of the ground through a deep and narrow spiral passage. After several attempts, iron chains passed through Feng Zun's body and tied him up above the boiling rock pool.

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The last iron chain penetrated Feng Zun's shoulder blades and tied them to the hanging rock above. The flesh and blood pain seemed to wake Feng Zun up, and a faint expression appeared on his face.

"No!"

A voice of despair, anger, unwillingness, and hatred pierced the vast space like a sharp arrow. It passed through the mountains and rushed straight into the sky. In the sky, the dark clouds densely covered the sword pavilion rippled, revealing a gap that was neither big nor small.

The dark and narrow underground. The red light emitted from the rock pool became the only light source, vaguely reflecting the outline of the edge of the rocks. Among the iron chains gathered above, Feng Zun was tied firmly like a rice dumpling. In this unknown place, he was the only one. If nothing unexpected happened, his life would be spent here.

This is an unknown, forgotten corner of the entire sword domain. There are not many people who know this place, and even fewer people have entered here. Fengyun Wuji originally planned to attract underground magma to refine the "Golden Battle" for the Golden Armored Soldiers, but unexpectedly, the Feng Clan's incident came out and finally escaped from the different space. This plan was left unresolved. Unexpectedly, the best place for Feng Zun to imprison.

Without martial arts, Feng Zun can't fly! With his essence and true energy for hundreds of millions of years, Gao Manzhen here will make him suffer without letting him die - this is what Feng Yun Wuji wants.

In the side hall of Jiange, Feng Yun Wuji stood on one side, Princess Youruo sat on the upper head, and Your Highness was an old minister of the Feng clan.

"Your Highness, the old minister will serve Your Highness faithfully. I hope your Highness can ascend the throne as soon as possible and command my Feng clan!" Wuyouzi raised his head and looked at Princess Youruo and said.

"Well," Princess Youruo nodded: "I'll have a lot of grandpas in the future."

"The old minister is frightened," said the elders of the Feng tribe. "After going back, Feng Zun has passed away. After returning, the old minister will tell the people in the clan that in the future, Your Highness will no longer have to live alone in the forbidden area."

"Isn't uncle dead?" Youruo blurted out.

Feng Yun Wuji sighed, glared at Princess Youruo, and used a message to enter the secret in her ears and said, "Little girl, don't tell anyone in the future that your uncle is not dead."

"Why?" Princess Youruo said directly.

In the hall, all the elders of the Feng Clan looked at Feng Yun Wuji. With everyone's old Taoist, how could they not know that these words could not be said by Princess Youruo. The only explanation was that this sword god was giving guidance.

However, I knew it was because I was not stupid enough to reveal this point, so I cooperated with each other and continued to perform the play.

"Don't ask so much. After they go down, I'll explain it to you. Now do what I said." Feng Yun Wuji was embarrassed. Princess Youruo did not know martial arts at all, let alone transmitting the message to the secret. Moreover, this girl was so simple that she immediately said what she thought of. Alas!

"Grandpas, have a good rest. In the future, I will be troubled by my grandpas. Youruo is a little tired..."

"Your Highness has a good rest, the old minister will leave!" The elders of the Feng Clan understood and retreated one by one. Only Feng Yun Wuji and Princess Youruo were left in the hall.

"Youruo, I'm sorry, I'll make a decision for you without authorization and let you be the leader of the Wind Clan... This is also no choice."

Princess Youruo lowered her head and said a little lonely: "I don't want to be the patriarch... I'd better let my uncle do it."

"No, absolutely not!" Feng Yun Wuji said in a loud voice: "Feng Zun must never be the leader of the Feng Clan anymore. Not only that, he will never see the light of heaven again in the future!"

It seemed that he felt his tone had gone a little too far, and Feng Yun Wuji slowed down a little: "At present, the entire ancient times think that Feng Zun is dead. He must not appear again. It is not an exaggeration to what he did, even Lingchi. Brother Kuang..., he did to the Concubine War. Once he learned that he appeared again, the Emperor of War would never let him go!!"

Youruo's long soft hair swayed gently, and said timidly: "We won't talk about uncles or these, okay?..., I just want to go back to the past days and beside the underground river. Listen quietly to your voice..."

Feng Yun Wuji felt soft and sighed: "These are indeed not suitable for her."

A look of unbearable expression flashed across his face, and Feng Yun Wuji slowly walked over. At this moment, the two seemed to have returned to the riverside of the underground river. In the world, there seemed to be only two people left.

Feng Yun Wuji's lips opened and closed. He slowly told Youruo some things that happened in the ancient times and in other planes. He knew in his heart that in the future, there would probably be few days like this, such peaceful days...

The integration of the Feng Clan cannot be completed in one day or two, but there are some old ministers such as Feng Youzi to deal with it. Even some Feng Clan members who followed Feng Zun died and killed or kept, and everything was left to worry about. As for the War Clan, the War Emperor was held by the leader of the Heavenly Demon Clan and bombed into a different space, missing. The War Clan had no movement. The two major disasters in the ancient times were resolved, and the entire ancient times finally had a rare peace and time.

In another vast void, the leader of the Heavenly Demon Clan confronted the Emperor of War. Neither of them wanted to take action. Not far away in front of them, in the narrow space, with the hazy light, a man in white could be seen sitting cross-legged in the battle grave. His face. The Emperor of War was very familiar with it, and it was Fengyun Wuji.

"War Emperor. I have no other intention to call you here. How about you and I jointly deal with him?...Don't deny, I know there was a grudge between you." The leader of the Demon Clan stared at the motionless deity in the distance, fearing that the deity would suddenly rise up.

Emperor Zhan sneered: "Xing Tian, ​​don't you claim to be able to handle me easily? Why, when you face him, you actually think of calling me as your helper!"

The leader of the Heavenly Demon Clan, Xing Tian couldn't help but show a somewhat awkward expression on his face when he heard this, but the embarrassment was soon hidden deep in his heart: "Hmph, if the clan leader was sleeping, with my skills, how could he not be able to subdue you?"

"Clan leader Cheng Mi? You can say it too. If you, the Demon Clan, without the Demon Clan, the Demon Armor on everyone's body will not be able to play half of the role. Even if 'he' appears again, you ask yourself, do you dare to fight me before the battle between gods and demons?"

"Then why don't you dare?" Xing Tian shouted loudly, but under the gaze of Emperor War, his voice became lower and lower, and even he realized that he was not confident enough.

"I won't hide it anymore. What I have made of my ideas and what my tribe has made has been known in ancient times. As for why you are still dead, I have known a little over the past few hundred thousand years." Xing Tian said in a rough voice: "Help me kill him together. When you resurrect the Concubine War, I will come to help and be a guardian. It's not a problem. If you are afraid that we will cause any trouble and are unwilling to say that, it's OK. I promise that our tribe will never interfere when you hold the ceremony. How good is it?"

With the strength of the War Clan, looking at the ancient times, which force dares to make trouble during the War Emperor's ceremony? For the War Clan, the only thing that is sufficient to worry about is actually this Demon Clan.

Xing Tian didn't sneer at the threat of his words, and promised me, or at your resurrection ceremony, I would have to step on it.

Behind Xing Tian's words, the demon clan represented by the Demons represented by the War Emperor was not allowed to ignore the meaning. With Xing Tian's ability, even if his ability did not reach its peak, he would not lose to the current War Emperor.

"Let me think carefully." Emperor Zhan said silently.

"Think? Hum!" Xing Tian pointed to the battle grave in front of him: "Don't tell me you don't know what it is! This battle grave was floating in the void before. If it was just temporarily blocked here, I would have to wait for a while and I would have to endure it. But I have been waiting for a long time and my battle grave was fixed here and I didn't move. Legend has it that this battle grave hides your biggest secret. I have no interest in it, but he is probably different!"

"Xing Tian, ​​have you ever suffered a great loss from him?" Emperor Zhan said. Although his face was expressionless, Xing Tian clearly felt a hint of mockery.

"Hmph, you were not defeated by him!" Xing Tian said coldly.

Emperor Zhan was silent, pondered for a moment, and said, "I promise you, but you have to be prepared. It may not be impossible to defeat him, but if you want to kill him, you and I may not be able to do it!"

"If only you and me were afraid that it would be a bit insufficient... Do you think I would just call you?"

Emperor Zhan glanced at Xing Tian, ​​then glanced at the distance and still motionless. He thoughts in his heart: "It is not easy to be able to say such grievances with Xing Tian's ability... Fengyun Wuji, what is the origin of it? Could it be that whoever took over the body and was reborn? According to the standards of an ascenator, his progress is too fast, too fast!!"

After sensing the battle grave, the War Emperor clearly felt that he had lost half of his control over the battle grave, which was much unexpected.

"No wonder I..., you must not appear in Taichung before the ceremony ends!" Emperor Zhan secretly made up a decision in his heart.

Hurry!

A strange sound came into his ears, and the Emperor Zhan felt a little frightened. He raised his head and looked at the source of sound - about a hundred feet away on the other side of the Zhan grave, a space black hole appeared in the void, and circles of black ripples rippled around. In the center of the black hole, a huge shadow was slowly rising...
Chapter completed!