Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

After Old Man Huo finished speaking, he didn't forget to click his tongue.

"I guess they have already died in the hands of those people, so I suggest you, friends, not to ask for trouble. Although you have solved the Fierce Tiger Gang who owns the forces in Netherworld City, Yi Li and Na Wang Chong's strength is far inferior to that of the two brothers who went to the ruins back then. The three little friends and I can be considered life-saving, but I really can't bear to see you lose your life in the past."

Although Old Man Huo is cruel and ruthless, he is also a man who appreciates kindness. It is an indisputable fact that Zhang Yifeng and the others accidentally saved him.

Now he can't just sit back and watch Zhang Yifeng and the other three lose their lives in vain.

"Senior Huo, I don't need to bother you anymore. I understand your painstaking efforts, but this matter is related to the reputation of Mingyue Sect. As Mingyue Sect disciples, we must not ignore it."

Of course Zhang Yifeng understood what Old Man Huo meant, but this matter was related to Mingyue Sect's face.

In addition, Zhang Yifeng also has some interest in this ruins, so there is no harm in going over to take a look.

"Tsk, tsk, you decent people from well-known families just care too much about face, and your life is not happy."

Old Man Huo shook his head and said, then he found a map from the storage ring and handed it to Zhang Yifeng.

"The location marked with the red dot on this map is the desert ruins. The people you are looking for with the snake tattoos on their necks are also there. If you are lucky, you might be able to come back alive."

After Old Man Huo finished speaking, he cupped his hands towards Zhang Yifeng and said no more words.

Zhang Yifeng also knew that Old Man Huo's favors had been used up, so he simply took the people and left Old Man Huo's house.

After leaving the house, Zhang Yifeng and the others first returned to Mingyue Sect's stronghold and briefly explained the matter to them.

With this operation to wipe out the Fierce Tiger Gang, it is estimated that no one in Netherworld City will dare to touch the people of Mingyue Sect for the time being.

After giving instructions to several middle-aged monks in the stronghold, Zhang Yifeng and the others left Nether City with Blood Slave No. 1 Yi Li and flew towards the desert ruins.

Flying all the way towards the desert ruins, there were very few people in the vast desert along the way, but Zhang Yifeng's consciousness really caught one in the thick desert.

Buried in the desert, this man must have a story.

Especially since this direction leads to the desert ruins, maybe the buried person came from there.

Flying into the desert, Zhang Yifeng shook away the yellow sand under his feet with a palm, revealing the figure buried deep in the desert.

By the time Zhang Yifeng fished them out, they already had more air coming in and less air coming out.

He took out the elixir from the storage ring and gave it to the man. Zhang Yifeng glanced at his internal condition with his spiritual consciousness, and was shocked to find that all the spiritual energy in this man's body had disappeared.

This situation is very rare, but it is no wonder that this person is buried in the desert and unable to move.

As long as he has a little spiritual energy in his body, he will not be buried in the desert.

After being fed the elixir and some water by Zhang Yifeng, the monk gradually regained consciousness and opened his eyes in a daze.

When he saw Zhang Yifeng and his group, the man was immediately startled and jumped away from Zhang Yifeng's hand.

"No, don't kill me. Please don't kill me. Why don't I go back with you?"

Seeing the panicked look on the monk's face, Zhang Yifeng and Li Chong looked at each other with helplessness on their faces.

"You misunderstood, we are not who you think."

Zhang Yifeng shook his head and said, pulling down his collar and showing him his neck.

Li Chong and Ling also pulled down their collars like Zhang Yifeng and gave the monk a look at their necks.

After seeing that there was no soaring snake tattoo on the necks of Zhang Yifeng and the others, the monk breathed a sigh of relief and glanced into the distance with fear.

"Thank you very much for saving me, but I can't stay here any longer. They may find me at any time. I must go back to Netherworld City!"

"Fellow Taoist, you are so panicked. Could it be that the spiritual energy lost in your body is related to those who claim to be divine envoys and have soaring snake patterns tattooed on their necks?"

"Hey, could it be possible that you were also deceived by those people? Listen to my advice and never go to that ruins. That place is simply a scam!"

The monk said, with a look of hatred on his face, and said to Zhang Yifeng and the others with a ferocious expression.

"What do you mean by this?"

"Alas, fellow Taoist, I don't know. Several brothers and I were living in gangs in Netherworld City. But yesterday, someone came up to us and asked us to come with them to make a fortune. They also gave us a hundred fairy stones as a deposit. How could we not see each other? After such a battle, by some strange coincidence, we followed them to that damn ruins, and the result was what we are now."

"I don't know the specific situation. I fainted just after arriving at the ruins. When I woke up again, all the spiritual energy and magical power in my body had disappeared."

The monk sighed as he spoke. If he hadn't seized the opportunity, he would have run all the way through the night to escape.

I couldn't walk anymore, so I simply hid myself in the desert. Unexpectedly, after one night, the others would be covered by the desert and unable to move.

If it weren't for Zhang Yifeng's help, he might have died under Jiuquan in a while.

After listening to the monk's words, Zhang Yifeng frowned, raised his hand and injected a spiritual energy into his body.

After the spiritual energy circled carefully in the monk's body, he finally noticed something strange inside the monk's body.

Zhang Yifeng stepped forward, grabbed the monk's wrist, raised it, stretched out his hand at the base of his wrist, and immediately the skin on it fell off automatically.

Obviously, this skin is not the monk's own skin, but is artificially attached to it.

After removing the human skin, two sharp tooth holes appeared in front of Zhang Yifeng, and Zhang Yifeng immediately frowned.

This wound looks like it was bitten by a snake-like monster. It seems that these so-called messengers of gods who believe in soaring snakes must have a powerful monster as their backer.

"This, what is this!"

The monk looked at the mark of the snake bite on his wrist with a horrified expression, and looked at Zhang Yifeng with a horrified expression.

"I don't know, but judging from the remaining spiritual energy on it, it seems that your spiritual energy was sucked away by a snake-like monster."

Zhang Yifeng said in a calm tone. The monk looked stunned after hearing this, and then clenched his fists hard.

"If I had known this, I shouldn't have taken advantage of that and believed that guy's lies!"

Seeing the monk's regretful expression, Zhang Yifeng had no intention of comforting him.

"These pills should be enough for you to return to Netherworld City, let's just say goodbye."

Zhang Yifeng took out some spiritual energy-restoring elixir and gave it to the monk, then took Li Chong and Ling to fly high and continued flying towards the location of the ruins.

After learning that there might be powerful snake monsters in the ruins, Zhang Yifeng didn't feel any timidity in his heart.