Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"Liu Feng..."

Zhang Yifeng shouted a few more times, but still no one responded. He frowned slightly and ran over there.

When he ran over, he found nothing, not a single person at all.

Zhang Yifeng's face turned ugly.

The disappearance of everyone seemed to cast a gray shadow over his heart, and the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"No, we must leave this place first."

Zhang Yifeng no longer hesitated and walked toward the mouth of the canyon, but he didn't take a few steps when he suddenly discovered to his surprise that a white mist was floating over from a distance.

After a while, white mist enveloped the entire canyon, and Zhang Yifeng's vision began to become blurred. His eyes could only see one meter in front of him.

"White mist..."

After muttering something to himself, Zhang Yifeng suddenly remembered what the waiter at the Wuyun Town Inn said to him, and the scene he saw at the foot of the Sunset Mountains.

"Could their disappearance be related to the white mist?" Zhang Yifeng thought doubtfully as he looked at the white mist in front of him.

Suddenly, his expression changed and his expression became serious.

Just now, he suddenly felt dizzy, and a strong sleepiness arose in his mind, and this sleepiness was getting stronger and stronger.

Obviously, this mist is poisonous.

But unfortunately, Zhang Yifeng has the heart of a corpse beast, and his body is almost invulnerable to all poisons. At least so far, there are no poisons that can stump the heart of a corpse beast.

In just an instant, Zhang Yifeng's head returned to clarity.

At this moment, Zhang Yifeng released his spiritual consciousness. He could not see very far with the naked eye, so he could only use his spiritual consciousness.

But as soon as he released his spiritual consciousness, his expression suddenly changed, and then he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Zhang Yifeng's expression changed drastically and he quickly withdrew his consciousness.

This white mist seemed to have the effect of swallowing up his spiritual consciousness. The moment he released his divine consciousness, part of his divine consciousness was directly swallowed up by the white mist.

This mist is actually not as simple as poisonous gas!

The Sunset Mountains were much more dangerous than he thought.

Zhang Yifeng had a solemn look on his face, and he finally realized that he was in big trouble.

At this moment, deep in the white mist, a voice came from an unknown direction.

"Hey, it's really unlucky. After working for a long time, I only got a dozen sacrifices, and one of them is still missing. If Xu Liang didn't have a good cousin, I would have killed him long ago."

"Okay, stop complaining. Who can help me to have a backer? Look for it quickly. If you can't find it, you can't find it when you go back to the Lord. If the Lord is angry and uses you and me as sacrifices, it will be miserable. .”

Hearing the voice coming from the white mist, Zhang Yifeng's expression did not change much. He had long guessed that something was wrong with Xu Liang.

At this time, Zhang Yifeng smiled coldly, and a plan suddenly emerged in his heart.

"ah!"

Zhang Yifeng opened his throat, screamed, and then fell to the ground, pretending to faint.

"Over there, quick!"

There was a burst of chaotic footsteps, and then two men with strange masks on their heads walked up to Zhang Yifeng.

Looking at Zhang Yifeng who was fainting on the ground, one of the men kicked Zhang Yifeng hard on the buttocks, and then said in a cold voice: "It's this guy who can persist for so long, and he's done harm to you and my brother." Suffering here.”

"Okay, don't complain. Now that we've found him, we'd better go back and do business as soon as possible."

The other person nodded, and soon, the two of them lifted Zhang Yifeng up and walked towards the depths of the white mist.

About half an hour later, Zhang Yifeng was tied up hand and foot and taken into a cave.

The cave is very large, as big as more than a dozen basketball courts on the earth. The cave is divided into three floors. On the open space on each floor of the cave, there are many cages, and inside the cages, there are densely packed people.

Naturally, all of these imprisoned people are monks.

There were almost seven or eight people in each cage, filling the entire cage to the brim.

Zhang Yifeng is also one of them, but he is locked up alone.

This only shows that he is still useful.

At this time, Zhang Yifeng stood up and looked around. The monks who were locked in the cages on the second and third floors had their hands and feet shackled. They were struggling hysterically, shouting, and praying. .

As for the monks who were locked in the cage on the first floor, their hands and feet were not shackled and they could stay relatively freely in the cage, but they were surprisingly quiet, neither noisy nor noisy, and just stayed there quietly, as if The walking dead seem to be missing their souls.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps. Zhang Yifeng looked back and saw two men walking in carrying two large wooden barrels.

After the two men came in, one on the left and one on the right, each time they walked to a cage, they opened the barrel, casually used the spoons in their hands to pour a few spoonfuls of the dark food in the barrel into the cage, and then walked downstairs. A cage.

Zhang Yifeng noticed that as soon as the two men poured the food in, the monks who were originally numb and sluggish suddenly pounced on the food in the cage like crazy, grabbed a handful and stuffed it into their mouths.

Some monks who did not grab the food would even open their scarlet eyes, pounce on their companions, snatch the food from their mouths, and stuff it into their own mouths.

At this time, Zhang Yifeng finally understood why the first-level monks were silent because they were numb. In other words, surrendered!

They don't know how long they have been locked up here. They have forgotten that they are still bloody cultivators, and they have also forgotten to resist, because resisting is of no use at all.

At this time, Zhang Yifeng was very confused, where is this? Didn’t I say that there are treasures everywhere in the Sunset Mountains? Why is this so?

Could it be that everything is a trap?

Just when Zhang Yifeng was having complicated thoughts, a man came over to Zhang Yifeng and opened the cage holding Zhang Yifeng, but did not remove the shackles on Zhang Yifeng's hands and feet.

"Master Zhang, since you're awake, come with me." The man said coldly.

"Where to go?"

Zhang Yifeng asked in a calm voice.

Even though his hands and feet were tied and he was taken to this seemingly terrifying place, he didn't panic at all.

Because Zhang Yifeng knew that he was still useful.

This is why he chose to pretend to be unconscious.

As for why the other party knew that he was Master Zhang, Zhang Yifeng didn't ask much. After all, he already knew the answer. It was all related to Xu Liang, so what's so strange about these people knowing his identity.

Zhang Yifeng came here just to see what the people behind this were doing and what they wanted to do.

After listening to Zhang Yifeng's words, the man said expressionlessly: "Go where you should go."