Chapter 350 Insidus Surging
"Sure enough!" Ye Feng, who closed his eyes and frowned slightly, felt the will exuding ancient vicissitudes and whispered, without much surprise.
"You have your Zhang Liangji, and I have my wall ladder. Since I have confirmed that part of it is here, I don't need to stay here." Touching his nose, a wisp of light flashed in Ye Feng's eyes.
Xuangang calculated to him and wanted to use this black sand desert to put Ye Feng to death. Ye Feng didn't want to take this opportunity to determine something.
buzz!
The void trembled slightly, and a wave of consciousness flashed with an extremely powerful force.
Almost at the same time, Ye Feng flashed a wisp of light in the shadow eyes left by Xuanwu City. Although it costs a lot to convert the position of the shadow from the body, compared with being trapped in the black sand desert and even a death crisis, Ye Feng is undoubtedly willing to pay this price.
There is a courtyard deep in the prince's mansion, which is extremely simple. There is only one house that is not luxurious. It is a forbidden place of the prince's mansion, and even the servants in the house are not allowed to enter.
Only one person can enter here - Prince Xuangang.
Squeak!
The closed door creaked and opened to both sides. The prince in a big red robe came out of the house. Except for Xuangang, the only one who knew this secret was the mysterious and powerful Lord.
The ancient legend has the method of killing three corpses. The skills practiced by Xuangang are generally like this, which was personally given by the extremely mysterious Lord. It can be seen that Xuangang is highly valued.
"You should be dead this time." Looking at the direction of the black sand desert, Xuangang looked leisurely, and a big stone in his heart could finally fall to the ground!
The bronze sword appeared strangely in his hand. Looking at the scars on the sword's body, he was also quite shocked by Xuangang's nature.
It is not good news that Qingchen, who has been reincarnated for many years, has become so powerful again.
Bang!
Xuangang suddenly snapped his finger, and a vague figure appeared in front of Xuangang, kneeling on one knee and wearing a blue fang mask on his face. This is the fang group.
"I want to go to the black sand desert. I want to make sure whether Qingchen is really dead. Remember, I want to see people in life and corpses when I die." Xuangang ordered.
"I will obey your order." The blue-faced man with fangs answered, quietly disappearing in the void and silently.
There are not many people in the fang group, but they are all unique geniuses. They are particularly proficient in concealment, exploration and assassination. I don't know how many people have been secretly assassinated for Xuangang over the years.
"Five days, five days left for the sacrificial ceremony." Xuangang, who whispered to himself, smiled coldly and was murderous. "I'm looking forward to you immortals gathering in Xuanwu City. It's really boring without you in this world."
"Well, I'm finally back, which can reassure me." He completely withdrew the thoughts shrouded in the prince's mansion like a tide, but did not disturb anyone. Xuangang smiled happily.
Stay in the prince's mansion and want to hurt Xuanyin, unless this person can get through Xuangang.
"Next, we will wait for the news of Tianxuan Twelve Riders. These guys are really all out for a little personal resentment. When will Tianxuan Twelve Riders become so concerted." With a laugh and scolding, Xuangang was happy to see this scene. After all, the united Tianxuan Twelve Horses can help more.
Waiting may be a painful thing, but it has long been known that waiting for the result is a pleasure for Xuangang, and he is ready to wash the dust for these guys.
Xuangang never thought that something would happen to Tianxuan's twelve riders, so when the twelve bodies were picked up and carried back to the prince's mansion on a stretcher...
Papa!
I was tasting tea leisurely, waiting for the triumphant return of Xuangang's body. The tea cup in my hand naturally fell off and fell to the ground. The tea cup was torn apart, and the tea in the cup splashed everywhere, and the stars fell on the ground or on the legs of Xuangang's trousers.
The light fragrance of tea floated in the air but could not cover the strong smell of blood. Under the white cloth lifted in the courtyard, the twelve dead bodies still stared, and their eyes were full of unwillingness and doubts.
It can be seen that these people were not prepared for their own death, and they never thought that they would die, and there was no suspense about their death.
What does it mean to die before the master succeeds?
However, now that Xuanyin has returned to the prince's mansion, their arrival will naturally no longer be looking for the trace of Xuanyin.
It's just that the next thing has nothing to do with them. People die like lights. What do you expect a dead man to do?
He looked at the twelve dead bodies with a stunned look. Xuangang's face was full of confusion. His body came stiffly before the twelve bodies, and Xuangang's face was pale.
White but not pale, Xuangang's body trembled faintly, his clenched fist became pale because of excessive force, and the back of his fist became pale.
It shouldn't be. This kind of thing should never happen.
No one can imagine the impact of the death of Tianxuan's twelve riders on Xuangang. You should know that these twelve people came out by him. If you really say it, it can be regarded as half of his disciples and half descendants.
However, today, twelve people died, died on the same day, at the hands of the same person, and none of them survived.
Boom!
The sudden explosion of true vastness is unfathomable, as frightening as the stormy waves. Those subordinates in the courtyard retreated and retreated until they retreated to the wall and put their backs against the wall.
Dead, all dead!
"Ah..." The low roar like an injured beast seemed to come from his chest. Xuangang's face showed an abnormal blush, and his expression suddenly became ferocious and terrible.
buzz!
With a wave of his sleeve, the bodies of Tianxuan's twelve horses disappeared, and Xuangang's face became more and more ugly.
No, no, no.
The souls of these twelve people are not in the body, and there is not even any residual breath, as if they were erased from the body.
"I want you to die!" Xuangang, who was so angry and dancing wildly, looked up to the sky and roared sadly and sadly. At this moment, the whole prince's mansion was trembling, looking frightened and humble.
These people are many people in heaven, and only they know how horrible the Taoist will be once they go crazy.
"No matter who you are or who you are, no matter what your identity is, after the sacrificial ceremony, I will take off your head to pay tribute to the twelve riders of Tianxuan." Xuangang, who looked cold, completely turned into a god of murder who was afraid of people and avoided it.
Killing becomes a god. When it comes to killing, even if the other five Taoist masters in the six paths add up, there is no humane Taoist master.
Who is the humanitarian Taoist? It's not Xuangang.
......
The hotel that had disappeared from Xuanwu City appeared in place safe and sound. She was heroic, dressed in a close-fitting skirt, and outlined Zhu Yan's long soft hair fluttering in the wind.
I can't see any injury, because she has never been injured at all.
Poor Tianxuan twelve riders don't want to avenge anyone, but they have to find Zhu Yan, who killed 300 million sergeants in three moves. They can only say that their eyes grow on their buttocks and don't matter at all.
How can they provoke the aunt that even Ye Feng doesn't want to provoke?
You should know that even in the situation where Xuangang led them to chase Qingchen, Qingchen still killed five of the twelve horses of Tianxuan, so he was able to escape.
With Xuangang leading Tianxuan's twelve riders and suffered heavy losses, not to mention that there is no Xuangang pressure array.
To really say, Zhu Yan is not a little weaker than Qingchen in his heyday, otherwise she would not be seen by Qingchen.
Tianxuan's twelve riders are not weak, but it is undoubtedly a fool's dream to kill Zhu Yan, not to mention killing, even if it hurts Zhu Yan.
"It's all solved." Ye Feng, who had finished breakfast with Ziyan, came back and saw that Zhu Yan was safe and sound. Ye Feng smiled softly, and his words naturally showed concern.
Although the result has been guessed for a long time, the battle is not over, and no one can guarantee what will happen the next moment.
"Well, the bodies of the twelve people have been carried back." Zhu Yan smiled and felt the concern in Ye Feng's words. In fact, she was very happy.
"This is done..." After stopping, Ye Feng continued, "It's really not authentic."
"Why do you need to go tunnel?" Zhu Yan didn't think so. "Kill them is also a big gift for Xuangang. After all, those guys have made you disgraced for a long time."
Ye Feng was stunned, and Zhu Yan was still angry with him.
Inexplicably felt a warmth in his heart. Ye Feng said lightly, "Let's go. I can't stay here anymore. Now Xuanwu City can be said to be a crouching tiger and hidden dragon. God knows what kind of master is hidden in the dark."
"Listen to you." Zhu Yan said softly, she was just a woman in front of Ye Feng.
The three people soon disappeared in the void, and it was inevitable that they would change their appearance. Of course, if it was not necessary, Ye Feng would not appear in front of people again.
In order to confirm the black sand desert, Ye Feng still suffered some injuries. In the face of the upcoming war, any negligence may cause unimaginable consequences, let alone fight with injuries.
Ye Feng is bound to use the remaining days to heal his wounds and let his spirit reach a peak. Only in this way can he cope with the sacrifice ceremony of the full moon night.
You should know that not everyone comes to organize the destruction of the sacrificial ceremony. Some heroes and ambitious people who like troubled times are bound to stand on the side of Xuangang and prevent anyone from destroying the sacrificial ceremony.
Ye Feng can almost conclude that there will be a bloody storm and rivers of blood, and those who have become famous since ancient times will definitely reappear in the world.
After all, the black dragon is powerful and terrible. In those years, the human race has a deep understanding. If the black dragon really breaks through the seal, not to mention that the long-silent dragon clan will make some action, that is, the black dragon itself cannot let go of the human race.
Nowadays, except for a second-generation holy beast of the black dragon, the other three holy beasts have already fallen in that war. Although these holy beasts also have descendants, none of them can reach their height.
The undercurrent of Xuanwu City is surging, and there is a feeling that black clouds are crushing the city.
In the next few days, even ordinary people can feel the uneasiness in Xuanwu City, and obviously feel that there are many more practitioners entering Xuanwu City than in the past.
The most important thing is that these people are all masters. Although some people return to nature, do not want to cause trouble, and are like immortals, there will never be a shortage of vicious and cruel people in this world.
The sergeant who guarded Xuanwu City has suffered a lot during this period, and none of these people can be provoked by them.
When the development of the situation gradually showed signs of getting out of control, and after a patrol team was brutally killed, Xuangang took action.
If you don't do it, it will be vigorous. After three strong men in one or two realms in a row, Xuanwu City fell into a dead silence.
Looking at the body hanging in the tower of Xuanwu City, fluttering in the wind, the unbearable people were also frightened and sincerely felt fear.
They finally understand that some things can't cross the bottom line, because the price paid is absolutely unbearable for anyone.
How arrogant and domineering it is to kill the top ten masters in a day.
In particular, the horrible strength shown by Prince Xuangang makes some people who are ready to move feel as if they have been splashed with cold water from head to toe.
Killing these top ten masters is as effortless as cutting melons and cutting vegetables. How strong is this prince!
Some old antiques hidden in the dark frowned and secretly estimated where the limit of the power of the Xuanwu crown prince was.
In these years of their sleep, there have been such masters in the world, which is completely beyond their expectations.
It is precisely because I feel that the law of heaven and earth will change. In order to welcome the arrival of the world, these antiques and immortals will slow down the arrival of death in a sleeping way. I never thought that when I woke up, the law of heaven and earth has changed again to the ancient flood and famine, and strange backs have emerged one after another.
Among other things, the battle between Ye Feng and the turtle was seen by many people. At that time, many old antiques were silent for a long time and speechless.
A Ye Feng is not enough, but now another Xuangang has run out, and there is another Zhu Yan...
These old antiques kept sighing and sighing that the world has really changed. Is it true that the back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves and the front waves died on the beach?
Old antiques shake their heads. These are not what they need to think about now. The top priority is to stop the sacrificial ceremony on the full moon night.
If the emperors of the four imperial dynasties had not manually used the origin of the unparalleled continent, the mysterious existence would have come to the unparalleled continent long ago, bringing disaster to this continent.