Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Li Chong and Ling looked at each other and looked at Zhang Yifeng.

"Brother Zhang, don't you remember anything?"

After Ling finished speaking, he told Zhang Yifeng what had just happened, word for word.

"What?"

Listening to Ling's description, Zhang Yifeng frowned. That neither male nor female voice sounded so much like the Demon Lord in the Demon World Pearl.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yifeng carefully observed the Demon Realm Pearl in his body.

The Demon Realm Pearl still looks intact, with no demonic energy leaking out at all.

However, neither Ling nor Li Chong would lie to him. It was obvious that the Demon Lord was the one who saved him at the critical moment.

But why did the Demon King want to save him? Did he just not want the Demon World Pearl to be lost in this ruins?

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Zhang Yifeng still couldn't figure out the Demon Lord's attitude towards him.

But this time it was thanks to the Demon Lord's intervention, otherwise Zhang Yifeng would have been minced by that strange ancient tree.

With a long sigh of relief, Zhang Yifeng put aside the doubts in his heart. It was useless to dwell on them now.

It would be better to wait until the next time the Demon Lord in the Demon Realm Pearl takes the initiative to communicate with you and then ask about the specific situation.

"By the way, have you found anything in this ruins?"

Zhang Yifeng suddenly thought that there must be treasures in this ruins, otherwise the ancient tree would not have stayed underground for such a long time. Instead, he sent the black-skinned natives who were born to find food for him.

"Brother Zhang, we have searched this platform all over, and we only found a lot of monks' storage rings, and that very weird grass sword. But I found that ordinary spiritual energy and fairy power can't activate that grass sword. , and even shrank into a ball after I injected blood."

Zero said as he scratched his head, and a grass dumpling wrapped in blood appeared in his hand.

Just in case, Zero sealed the grass sword with his own blood.

Zhang Yifeng stepped forward to take the straw dumpling and brushed off the blood with a touch of his hand.

"Oh I got it."

The moment Zhang Yifeng took the grass ball to his body, a breath similar to that of the golden figure on his waist came.

It seems that this grass ball should also be a kind of Shinto magic weapon. This Shinto magic weapon can only be activated by divine power, and neither spiritual energy nor fairy power has any effect on it.

"This is a Shinto magic weapon, so you can't use it by inputting spiritual energy and immortal power."

After Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, he borrowed a little divine power from the golden body and injected it into the grass sword, and the grass ball was activated instantly.

According to what he thought, the grass ball changed its form in the blink of an eye and regained the appearance of the grass sword.

Zhang Yifeng's thoughts moved again, and the grass sword in his hand kept changing its shape according to Zhang Yifeng's thoughts, sometimes turning into a crossbow arrow and sometimes turning into a shield.

"Junior Brother Zhang actually knows the magic of Shinto?"

Li Chong looked at Zhang Yifeng with some surprise. He didn't expect that his junior brother could still master the magic of Shinto.

It's just that he didn't notice the aura of divine power from Zhang Yifeng before, and it was just now that a touch of divine power suddenly appeared in Zhang Yifeng's body.

"Senior brother has misunderstood. Of course I don't know Shinto techniques. It's just that I have tools to store divine power."

Zhang Yifeng said, casually pointing to the golden figure hanging on his waist.

Li Chong lowered his head and looked at the inconspicuous little golden figure hanging on Zhang Yifeng's waist. He originally saw a little figure hanging on Zhang Yifeng's body, but he only regarded it as a decoration.

Now when I look at it again, the little man hanging on Zhang Yifeng's waist has enough magical power to be described as a vast ocean.

"Hiss, such pure divine power?! Junior brother, what did you do when you were in the lower realm?"

Li Chong looked at Zhang Yifeng in shock. Many monks practicing Shinto in the immortal world did not have such pure divine power as Zhang Yifeng.

"Ahem, senior brother, you deserve the reward. I just saved some people and foiled some evil people's plots."

Zhang Yifeng waved his hand and said with a smile.

"Then since Junior Brother can use this thing, I will give this thing to you, Junior Brother. I won't be able to use it anyway."

Li Chong didn't ask for this straw sword. After all, he didn't know Shinto skills, so it was the best choice to hand it to Zhang Yifeng.

Ling didn't have any objections to this. He was happy to see Zhang Yifeng doing well.

Seeing that both Li Chong and Ling asked him to put away the grass sword, Zhang Yifeng did not refuse and put away the grass sword.

"Since Ling and senior brother have said so, then I have no room to refuse, so I will accept this thing."

The combat effectiveness of this grass sword is indeed astonishing. It is sharp and tough at the same time. Even the thin sword in Zhang Yifeng's hand cannot penetrate the grass sword.

Not to mention that this grass sword can also restore itself. Even if it is broken by a blow, it can be replenished again.

The green grass on it can be controlled and deformed at will, turning into a sharp blade without the enemy noticing.

"Brother, are these the only things you found?"

Zhang Yifeng looked at the hundreds of storage rings that Ling took out, raised his eyebrows and asked Li Chong.

"On this entire platform, there are only these things. In addition, this is left where the ancient tree disappeared."

Li Chong said, took out a purple prismatic crystal and handed it out.

As a result, Zhang Yifeng felt the prismatic crystal carefully and could not see the mystery in the crystal.

Spiritual energy and immortal power are also useless against crystals. After thinking for a moment, Zhang Yifeng suddenly thought of something and took out a divine power from the golden body and injected it into the crystal.

After the divine power entered the crystal, it was like a chemical reaction, and the crystal began to tremble continuously.

Finally, a ray of light shot out from the crystal, and a light curtain slowly unfolded in the air.

In the light curtain, a strange young man wearing a black robe with a sad look on his face looked up at the huge fireball rolling down in the sky.

"Alas, I, Teng She, have gone through all kinds of difficulties and finally achieved the position of an ancient god, but I never imagined that heaven would bring this calamity. Although I, Teng She, have died today, I only hope that my people will live forever. If future generations pick up this crystal stone, , you can get the divine law I left behind to protect our clan’s everlasting life.”

All that was left in the spar was an afterimage. When the young man who called himself Soaring Snake finished speaking, the spar retracted the light curtain.

"It seems that this is the real ancient god."

After a moment of silence, Zhang Yifeng sighed and said, although it was just a curtain of light that left a shadow, Zhang Yifeng could feel a decisive will in this black-robed young man.

And the look of love that flashed in his eyes when he talked about his people.

This is completely different from that ancient tree, which simply uses its own people as tools to use.

"Oh, I didn't expect that such a character would perish. I really don't know what kind of existence he is. Even such a character can't resist it."

With a click of his tongue, Li Chong said with regret.

Ling had no feelings about this. Except for Zhang Yifeng, it was difficult for him to sympathize with anyone or anything.