Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Zhang Yifeng estimated that it must be someone with a blood shadow who killed one of the ten people brought by Yin Xiezi without anyone noticing.

The other party's method of concealing his aura was very clever. Perhaps Zhang Yifeng had just killed two evil cultivators in a row and surprised the other party.

For a moment, the aura in his body was chaotic, and Zhang Yifeng caught the blood shadow aura for a moment.

Now that the other party has covered up his aura again, unless he observes carefully at a close distance, it will be difficult for Zhang Yifeng to determine who the person from the shell organization has taken away.

In addition, the other party was originally a member of the evil way, so Zhang Yifeng could not get too close to them.

The people from the Shell organization came to the Summit Sword Club with a very clear purpose, and they were definitely pursuing the inheritance of the Sword God.

It's just that no one has obtained the Sword God inheritance for so many years. Why do the people in the Shell organization think they can get it and send people here.

Could it be that they have some clues and know where the Sword God's inheritance lies.

Thinking in his heart, Zhang Yifeng and everyone from the Mingyue Sect walked up to Tian Qingzi.

Zhang Yifeng, who was deep in thought, was suddenly awakened by the sound coming from around him. He looked around and saw that all the Mingyue Sect disciples surrounding Jin Buhuan had gathered around him.

"Junior brother Zhang is so powerful. No wonder the sect leader handed over the team leader's position to you before leaving."

"I'm really ashamed. Senior brother actually thought that you, junior brother, could not bear this responsibility before. Now it seems that junior brother, you are fully capable of taking on the role of leader of this trip."

"That's right. Junior Brother Zhang's strength is not to mention the team leader. I think he can easily win the position of elder in a short time."

Compliments came from all around, but Zhang Yifeng bowed his hands to them without changing his expression, and was not cold to these compliments at all.

Zhang Yifeng has never been a person who values ​​fame and fortune, unless fame and fortune are of use to his cultivation.

In the crowd, Jin Buhuan, who was originally at the center, was pushed to a corner.

The feeling of relief that Zhang Yifeng had just avenged himself disappeared instantly. Looking at Zhang Yifeng surrounded by many Mingyue Sect disciples, resentment named jealousy burned in his heart.

"Damn it, if it weren't for you, I would be the most noticed person right now!"

Jin Buhuan didn't mean to reflect on himself at all. Instead, he looked at Zhang Yifeng with cold eyes and thought in his heart.

In his eyes, Zhang Yifeng's achievements just now were just for show.

"Damn it, damn it! I must make you look good and let you understand why senior brother is senior brother!"

As he kept chanting in his heart, strands of black thread gradually rose up in Jin Buhuan's eyes.

What Jin Buhuan didn't know was that beside Yin Xiezi in the distance, there was a figure playing with the thread between his fingers.

"Sir, it's successful."

The figure beside Yin Xiezi whispered, and Yin Xiezi raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

"Hmph, what's the use of being strong? People like us in the evil way don't just rely on our cultivation."

Yin Xiezi licked the corner of his mouth as he spoke, looking at the backs of Zhang Yifeng and others disappearing on the top of the snow mountain, he had already made a rough calculation in his mind.

"When you enter the ruins of the Sword God, find a place to hide, and wait until the time is right to use this secret chess piece."

"I want this kid to experience the feeling of not being able to survive but not being able to die!"

Yin Xiezi whispered instructions in the ears of the people around him, and when the people heard the words, they quickly lowered their heads to show their understanding.

He is a close confidant of Yin Xiezi, and he also relied on Yin Xiezi to get this quota.

How could he not listen to what his patron said.

Zhang Yifeng, through the teleportation array opened by Tian Qingzi, arrived at the ruins of the Sword God.

The relics of the Sword God are located within the space rift, and will change location with the flow of space every ten years. This is why each peak sword meeting must be opened in a different location.

The location where Zhang Yifeng and others teleported was in a dense forest, and the sounds of howling wild beasts were heard coming from all directions.

Obviously, there are other creatures besides them in this ruins.

"Junior Brother Zhang, the ruins of the Sword God can be said to be a small world, and the extent is no smaller than that of the Eastern Immortal Land."

"In addition, there are monsters placed here by the Sword God. It is extremely dangerous for ordinary monks in the True Immortal Realm, so be sure not to get separated."

Mu Yan, who was beside Zhang Yifeng, whispered, giving Zhang Yifeng a brief introduction to the relics of the Sword God.

"Hiss, this sword god's methods are really brilliant, but I don't know how powerful he was in life."

"If you are lucky enough to meet him, your life will definitely be worth it."

A Mingyue Sect disciple next to Zhang Yifeng sighed when he saw the scene in front of him. Zhang Yifeng felt the same way.

Being able to create such a small world shows that the sword god's cultivation level is absolutely extraordinary, and he is probably much higher than the immortal king of the Eastern Immortal Land.

If Zhang Yifeng could achieve this level of cultivation, he would definitely be able to get all his women back.

While Zhang Yifeng was thinking, suddenly a burst of golden light emitted from the golden body around his waist, and Zhang Yifeng suddenly felt his mind empty.

Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng instantly cleared away the thoughts that had just arisen in his heart, and then his eyes showed a look of vigilance.

The idea that just came up was so weird. Zhang Yifeng usually took it one step at a time and never thought about soaring into the sky.

Now that I suddenly have such thoughts, there must be something at play.

Patting the golden body on his waist, this Shinto treasure is really useful. Even if Zhang Yifeng does not practice Shinto, he can still help Zhang Yifeng at every critical moment.

After taking a look at the people around him, Zhang Yifeng found that apart from Zhishen and Ouyang Zi, even Mu Yan looked enviously at everything around him.

Zhishen is protected by relics and his state of mind is perfect. He will definitely not have any thoughts about the Sword God.

From the looks of his face, he seemed to be fighting with his inner thoughts, trying to keep himself from distracting thoughts.

Suddenly, Zhishen clasped his hands together, and the crisp sound shocked the surrounding Mingyue Sect disciples.

Their consciousness returned to clarity, and all the Mingyue Sect disciples also understood instantly, and each used their magical powers to eat up their own consciousness.

"It's so scary. Just now I was actually imagining myself becoming the Sword God and killing everyone. The relics of the Sword God can actually affect the minds of others!"

"Hiss, the influence of the Sword God ruins on people seems to be gradually expanding. I heard from the senior brothers who returned last time that they had this idea in the ruins."

"But it's different from the state we were in just now. At that time, the influence in the ruins was still very weak to him, and he could break free from it easily."

All the Mingyue Sect disciples present had a look of fear on their faces. Zhang Yifeng thought for a moment after hearing this.

It seems that this situation is not caused by any monsters, but by the abnormal phenomenon that exists in the ruins of the Sword God itself.

"Keep your consciousness clear. If it doesn't work, use the jade token to escape from the Sword God's ruins."

"The first priority on this trip is our own safety, and inheritance is only secondary!"