Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Langfeng nodded: "I watched Lord Blood Demon die before my eyes."

"What about Yin Wuji, how did he die?" Prince Twenty-Two asked gloomily.

Langfeng shook his head: "I didn't see with my own eyes how Lord Yin Wudi died, but he should have died in the hands of the woman in red, because the woman in red had Lord Yin Wuji's weapon in her hand. "

"The woman in red?"

After hearing Lang Feng's words, a figure suddenly appeared in the mind of the Twenty-Two Princes.

"Is that woman in red called Hong Ling?"

Lang Feng nodded: "Yes, she is so powerful. Many of our brothers were killed by her. No one is her opponent, not even Lord Blood Demon..."

He didn't say anything else.

The Twenty-Two Prince was silent for a while, his face extremely gloomy.

Before this, he never thought that this operation would cause such huge losses.

In particular, the death of Blood Demon and Yin Wuji seemed to have broken his wings. His wings were no longer what they used to be.

The Twenty-Two Prince took a deep breath and suddenly looked at Langfeng.

"They are all dead, why are you not dead?"

His tone was extremely sinister, even sinister and full of unabashed murderous intent. It seemed that if Lang Feng's answer did not satisfy him, he would kill the other party without hesitation.

Langfeng also felt the killing intent emanating from the Twenty-Two Princes, and felt a sense of awe in his heart.

After hesitating for a moment, Lang Feng said: "It was a man named Zhang Yifeng who deliberately let me go. He asked his subordinates to come back because he wanted them to pass on a message to you."

Hearing Zhang Yifeng's name, the corners of the Twenty-Two Prince's lips twitched unnaturally a few times.

He found that he and Zhang Yifeng seemed to be born to be rivals, but in everything that had anything to do with Zhang Yifeng, he would always be the loser in the end.

And this time, he suffered heavy losses!

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the anger in his heart, the Twenty-Two Prince asked: "What message did he ask you to bring?"

Lang Feng said with a complicated look: "He asked me to tell you that the relationship between him and you will not be settled like this."

boom!

After Langfeng finished speaking, Prince Twenty-Two was instantly angry. He grabbed another precious jade on the table and threw it to the ground.

"Zhang Yifeng!"

The Twenty-Two Prince roared angrily, his chest rising and falling, obviously very angry.

After a long time, he slowly calmed down from his anger.

"You go down first." Prince Twenty-Two said weakly.

Langfeng was stunned for a moment, then backed away.

"Did you hear everything?"

After Lang Feng left, the Twenty-Two Prince said this to the side.

He was the only one in the room. Could it be that what he just said was said to the air?

But at this moment, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

"I heard."

This voice, hoarse and vicissitudes of life, seemed to have penetrated endless space and reached the ears of the twenty-two princes.

The Twenty-Two Prince was silent for a long time, and then said: "If you take action, how sure are you?"

There was a brief silence in the room.

After a long time, the hoarse voice sounded again.

"Thirty percent."

The Twenty-Two Prince frowned, as if he was very dissatisfied with the answer, and asked, "Are you not sure even you?"

In the darkness, the voice sounded again.

"The strength of Blood Demon and Yin Wuji is not weak, especially Yin Wuji. Although he is weaker than me, he is not much different. The other party can kill him, which shows that he is indeed very strong."

"The reason why I am 30% sure is because the technique I practice is very special."

The Twenty-Two Prince nodded.

In Pingluan Hou Mansion, he had seen Hong Ling's strength with his own eyes, but at that time, although he thought Hong Ling was powerful, it was not that powerful.

But now, he discovered that he was wrong, and very wrong!

The red spirit following Zhang Yifeng is so powerful!

"It seems that I have to find that person." The Twenty-Two Prince sighed quietly and said.

In the darkness, the voice did not appear again, and the Twenty-Two Prince opened the door of the house and walked out.

The next day.

After Zhang Yifeng and others had breakfast, they walked towards the direction of Dali Palace.

However, because the royal city had a forbidden air formation, they did not fly with their swords, but chose to walk there.

Dali Royal City is a large city divided into five areas. The royal palace is located in the Qilin District in the center.

Although they were walking, everyone moved forward at a slow pace, and soon they arrived at the foot of the palace.

"who?"

The arrival of Zhang Yifeng and others immediately aroused the vigilance of several palace guards.

Qiu Lin seemed to have known about it for a long time. He stepped forward and took out his princes order.

"Go and report quickly that I have something to see His Majesty the King."

The guard glanced at the princes' order in Qiu Lin's hand, his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly said: "It turns out that Qiuhou has arrived. Please wait here for a moment, and I will go and report it."

After saying that, the guard will walk towards the palace.

But just as he turned around, a voice full of majesty suddenly came from the depths of the palace.

"I already know about this, let Qiu Hou and others come in."

The guard was stunned for a moment, but then he realized that it was the voice of His Majesty the King.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The guard said respectfully, then turned to Qiulin and said, "Master Marquis, please."

Qiu Lin nodded, and then walked towards the depths of the palace with Zhang Yifeng and others.

The Zijin Palace is where the King of Dali meets with his ministers. However, the Dali Kingdom is a kingdom of monks, so this is more of a symbolic place. Very few people will appear here on weekdays.

But at this moment, there were many people sitting in the seats on both sides.

Each of these people has a long aura, and their eyes show majesty. At first glance, they are people who have been in high positions for a long time.

On the ninety-nine steps of the Purple Golden Palace, sitting on a luxurious chair, was an old man wearing a purple gold robe.

The old man looked very old, but his eyes were full of sharpness, and a kingly aura exuded from the old man's body from time to time.

This old man is the king of Dali Kingdom!

At this time, a middle-aged man in the seat on the left suddenly stood up.

"Your Majesty, I heard that drastic changes have taken place in the Pingluan Hou Mansion. I wonder if this is true?"

The speaker was Taiping Hou Zhong Chuyun, one of the three major princes of the Dali Kingdom.

As the three major princes, Zhong Chuyun and Pingluan Hou Wanyan Xia Rong had a deep conflict, so the tone of his words just now was also a bit of gloating.

When everyone heard Zhong Chuyun's words, everyone looked at the king. ??