The Evil God Emperor is In the City

Eighty miles away.

Twelve people including Feng Tianhe stood in mid-air, and after more than fifty years, they once again set foot in the realm of the evil way.

The mountains below are undulating and dense forests are covered. A tiankeng with a diameter of more than 100 meters is abruptly sunk among the mountains.

This layer of smoke is poisonous miasma!

During the Three Kingdoms period, the southern barbarian king Meng Huo used miasma to block the army of Shu.

And Yin Fuzong Dongtian is located in the Tiankeng below this long layer of poisonous miasma.

"This layer of poisonous miasma is two or three miles thick, and Yin Fuzong uses this as a screen. It can attack and retreat and defend. I don't know how many disasters were avoided that day. When there were two disputes between righteousness and evil, my six junior brothers pursued the remnants of Yinfuzong. , is to die in this poisonous miasma." Sun Jing, the head of the Danxia Sect, glanced down and sighed leisurely.

"Wait for me to burn it first!"

After saying that, Sun Jing squeezed his right hand, and his arm drew an arc in the air, scattering a few flames.

There were a few weak flames like the flame of a candle, but the flames rose in the wind and turned into a sea of ​​flames in an instant, burning the layer of poisonous miasma with a crackling sound.

The old urchin, Sun Gouzi, couldn't hold back his temper, and before the poisonous miasma was burnt out, he grabbed his gray beard and shouted, "Nie Barrier! Why don't you come out and confess your guilt?"

Wen Ji was originally Sun Gouzi's junior and junior brother, and it was understandable to call him evil.

Among the twelve old fellows, Sun Gouzi was also the oldest, with the deepest path, and as soon as he drank it, it was like a thunderbolt falling to the ground.

Anyway, you are here to play, so you have to scare them first, right?

When the poisonous miasma was about to burn out, Sun Gouzi scratched his ears and looked around, his eyes fell on Pang Shiduo's face, and he said proudly: "Old man Pang, I will brush my hands again, don't be scared to death, and don't give your pants. Scared."

"Fuck your mother's eggs"

"hey-hey…"

Let's look at my green dragon's three-fold strength!

Sun Gouzi rolled his eyes, vomited his sleeves, and two azure lights sprang from his sleeves. He actually transformed into a hundred-zhang azure dragon in the form of gas, and went straight to the Tiankeng.

"Qinglong Sandie Jin" was used by Pan Xiaoqiao before, and it could cover a range of several feet; Zhu Xixue also used it in the "herringbone" game, but the power could not reach more than 20 feet, which is quite different from that of Sun Gouzi. mud.

The blue dragon in the sleeve spit, and the big waves turned thousands of miles.

This is the true power of the Zhengyi method, the Qinglong Sandiejin.

But seeing the green dragon taking a sharp turn and falling into the tiankeng, with a bang, a glass-like light curtain appeared 100 meters below the tiankeng. .

And this is the space barrier of Yin Fuzong Dongtian!

Sun Gouzi ripped open the space barrier with the three-fold strength of the blue dragon, and his cultivation was strong.

"How is it, old man?"

"It's okay, it's not a shame for Zhengyi." Pang Shiduo always refused to praise Sun Gouzi.

"Senior Brother Sun, I haven't seen you for many years, and I can't bear to give such a big welcome gift as soon as I come here."

During the conversation between the two, a thick voice interrupted them, and they yearned for it, and they saw a person flying out from the black crack, with a flowing blue robe on his body, middle-aged appearance, white face and no beard, very handsome uncle.

This person is Wen Zhi.

Fifty years ago, Young Master Pian Pian Jia in the Taoist world was like Bai Leng today.

In the more than fifty years that he took refuge in the Yin Fu Sect, Wen Ji has stepped into the blue sky. Although he has not yet sat in the position of the sect master of the Yin Fu Sect, all the disciples and elders in the sect have returned to their hearts.

After he came out, there were nine people behind him, all of whom were Yin Fuzong elders. To be honest, the Yin Fuzong people never thought that Feng Tianhe and others would suddenly attack, which was unexpected.

But just listening to the movement just now, I knew that there should be a fierce battle today.

Wen Ji led the elder Yin Fuzong to confront Feng Tianhe and others in the air, and his momentum was not lost at all. He sneered and looked at Feng Zongzhu and said, "When I became famous, you were unknown, but now you dare to bring provocation. ."

Feng Tianhe was silent.

The body turned to the wrong side, revealing Wu Suqiu who had been behind him.

"Junior sister, look."

"Wen send."

"you…"

Wen Ji and Wu Suqiu looked at each other with a dull expression on their faces. He could still recognize her from Wu Suqiu's aged face, but he didn't expect her to look so old.

Fifty years have passed.

He is now arrogant and arrogant, but she is already old.

Relatively speechless.

Wu Suqiu stretched out her fingers and stroked her silver-white hair, and opened her eyes to see Wen Ji. This person seemed to be different from the heroic young man of Zhengyi Famen back then. His eyes were full of anger and desire for power. , just like Pei Xuanji.

Perhaps, so wrong.

Wu Suqiu's body suddenly loosened, as if the heavy shackles he had taken on for fifty years had been removed.

"I should have known that Wen Ji, who was fifty years ago, died in Xiefang Valley~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It was me, and my obsession was too deep..."

Feng Tianhe said, "Junior sister, you should rest for a while.

Wen Ji, did you see that? This is my junior sister, the favorite little junior sister of my master and several brothers and sisters. We can rest assured that she will be handed over to you. Senior Zhang Xugu also personally promised to become a Taoist companion for you.

But you can't afford my sister.

You are right, fifty years ago I was unknown, and you were famous at the time, but I am here to mention you today!

Hmph, if anyone from the Yin Fu Sect wants to stop them and kill them with one word, I, Feng Tianhe, don't mind provoking a battle of righteousness and evil again. "

Feng Tianhe, who has always been peaceful, suddenly became fierce and arrogant.

Wen Ji always sneered: "Hehe, I'm afraid you won't be able to get a head named Wen. But it's good that you brought Wu Suqiu here... My wife wanted me to solve her by herself, sorry for her? How can someone who has made a big deal care about it? Children's love?"

Sun Gouzi said, "Dog fart, dog fart, it stinks! Do you still have humanity, **** surnamed Wen?"

"I prefer power over human nature, you don't understand this."

Wen Ji turned to Feng Tianhe again, "Want to take my head? You are afraid that you are daydreaming. No one who came today can go back, including Wu Suqiu!"

Wen Ji's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he confronted Feng Tianhe.

They are all old fellows who have experienced the battle between good and evil. They climbed out of the pile of dead people and were covered in blood. They couldn't be scared by a few words, not to mention the whole Yin Fuzong behind Wen Ji, which had the advantage of the terrain.

A war is inevitable.

Feng Tianhe nodded and said, "Okay, we learned about the grievances and grievances of the year today. All the brothers from the Sanqingmen, Senior Sun, Fellow Daoist Sun Jing, Feng, please fight to the death!"

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