Chapter 398 The End of War 8

"Son of a bitch. What do you want to say!" Feng Zun's face twitched, with a miserable expression of the loser. However, when he heard the words of the elders of the Feng clan, his face obviously showed an angry look: "What do you want to say? I'm not dead yet. When will it be up to you!"

Although Feng Zun was pointed to his throat by Fengyun Wuji, the faint shadow swallowed by the tip of the fifth sword made him understand. If this sword is cut down and cut off the ground, it is not just the body itself. But after accumulating power for a long time, the residual power is still there. With an angry shout, the elders of the Feng clan lowered their heads one by one, and the elders of the Feng clan who spoke at the beginning still raised their heads. Look at the wind and clouds.

"Feng Xiezi, are you ready to betray me?! ...I should have killed you, an old man! Ah! ..." Feng Zun's words suddenly stopped and turned into a scream.

on his shoulder. The fifth sword was directly pierced into his shoulder blade. That sword should not have pierced his body. It also stabbed his soul.

Fengyun Wuji slowly pulled out the fifth sword gallbladder from Fengzun's shoulder. There was a cold and almost cruel look on his face. He stared at Feng Zun and said slowly, "Be a loser. There should be a sense of the loser! This is the law of the strong that people like you believe in! ..."

Feng Zun's mouth is humiliating. He stopped talking and finally sighed. The body was like mud, and the whole body collapsed: "That's right. You're right! The king and the loser... I lost!"

An unexpected look quickly passed Feng Yun Wuji's face, and then raised his head. He said to the elder of the Feng clan called Feng Youzi, "Now. You can say it, can't you?"

Feng Youzi glanced at Feng Zun on the ground with a pitiful look. Then he quickly raised his head, without any nostalgia. "Princes Youruo is too naive. Martial arts are not enough to serve the public, and literature is not enough for the An people. It's not the best person in the patriarch's place!"

"Oh?" Feng Yun Wuji frowned slightly. I thought that this old man named Feng Youzi would change his evil spirits and return to righteousness after the defeat of Feng Zun. Confirming the orthodox status of Princess Youruo, with this elder taking the lead. It's not a problem to take down the whole Feng clan. But at the present, it seems. Situation. But it's quite different.

Feng Youzi turned around and swept over a thousand old historians behind him. A pair of eyes full of vicissitudes looked at each other for a moment, and then seemed to reach a certain consensus.

"The Wind God is not dead yet!" Feng Youzi said indifferently. But the sound was like thunder in Fengyun's ears.

"What!" Fengyun Wuji lost his voice. Fengshen is a pivotal figure in the war between gods and demons. According to the internal information of the Feng clan, if he was seriously injured in the battle of gods and demons, and then he was not prepared for it, Feng Zun would suddenly attack him. Fengzun may not be good at it. From this point of view, Fengzun is still far from the strength of Fengzun!

In the battle of gods and demons. These are the masters born in the wilderness. What a powerful help!!

"Bold! Feng Youzi, how dare you!!!" Feng Zun, who was originally waiting to die, suddenly looked up when he heard the words and stared at Feng Youzi with a pair of angry eyes. Feng Yun Wuji snorted coldly. The fifth sword emptied his left shoulder again, nailed him back to the ground, and the blood gushed out. But Feng Zun was unaware of it. He just opened his eyes angrily and stared at Feng Youzi. Even if Feng Youzi saw it, he couldn't help but gasp. He staggered back a few steps.

"If you dare to say a word, I will die, which will also trigger your prohibition. Let you die of violence, and go to Jiuyou with me!" Feng Zun gritted his teeth and spit out one word after another.

"Forbidden?" Fengyun Wuji suddenly sneered. There was endless sarcasm in the laughter: "On the verge of death, you are still so stubborn, can you? Do you think you can still rely on this prohibition and hold me with the lives of a thousand elders?! ...I've always liked to restrain others. I don't know if you have tasted it yourself!"

Fengyun Wuji held the fifth sword and his five fingers moved slightly. Fengzun Muran looked stiff, pointed to Fengyun Wuji with one finger, and his eyes were wide open. Zhongjiang was surprised, confused and didn't believe it. With fear! The other hand. Then he strangled his neck.

Without the spiritual power of the elders of the Qianfeng clan, the spiritual power of Fengzundi. It is impossible to unlock half of the spiritual seal at all. Compared with Feng Yun Wuji, who absorbed nearly half of his spiritual strength. He was directly invaded into the consciousness space and laid a complicated spiritual prohibition. The forbidden wind is very familiar, and it is he who uses it to suppress the thousand wind people. Firmly unify the skills of the silk wind clan.

"How can it be?!! How could he break my wind demon ban in a short time? What's more, it's a secret to learn the past?!! How can it be. Even if he was alive at the beginning, it was impossible for him to do so!!" Feng Zun's mind was like countless thunderbolts. He didn't want to believe it. The unscrupulous talent is so good. Deep down, Feng Zun refused to admit that there would be more outstanding facts in the world than himself.

"I'm the strongest. I'm the strongest!!" In the sea of Fengzun's consciousness, there is a sound of harmony, and the empty space is full of his unwilling roar.

Directly beat the consciousness of the meridian ditch, the wind is surging, and the consciousness space is full of wind and clouds. For the psychological change of Feng Zun. It's very clear,

"Are you the strongest? %" The sound of Fengyun Wuji sounded in the space of Fengzun's consciousness.

"Yes, I'm the strongest!!" In the chaos, Feng Zun roared subconsciously.

"Do you have a strong master? Have you ever hit the Lord God? Not to mention the Lord God, do you have the supreme power? Not to mention the supreme. Can you fight the Emperor of War? If you are stronger than the War Emperor, why do you still need to borrow his woman to blackmail him?!"

"I..." Feng Zun's voice stopped abruptly, and in the sea of consciousness, all the unwilling roars disappeared. Return to silence.

"Okay. You can say it. I have a solution to the prohibition on you, and I will help you get rid of it.

"A," behind Feng Youzi, a group of old ministers of the Feng clan looked surprised, which was from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you, Sword God!"

After saying that, he ran down one by one, that is, Feng Youzi. He also knelt down gratefully.

"No need. You just need to stop helping the abuse. It's not a waste of my painstaking efforts.

Feng Yun Wuji said indifferently.

Even if his face was as thick as a worry, he couldn't help showing a trace of shame on his face when he heard the words.

He glanced indifferently at Feng Zun, who seemed to have become dull under his feet. Feng Yun Wuji said, "Seniors. Or talk about how to deal with Feng Zun, why... he can't kill it?"

This problem is to get rid of the elder of the Feng clan from that embarrassing situation. I can't help but take a grateful look at Feng Yun Wuji.

In the end, Feng Youzi made a generation. After meditated for a moment, Feng Youzi said calmly, "General Xuanliu should have told you about the relationship between Feng Zun and Fengshen, right?"

Fengyun Wuji's mind moved slightly and nodded. He admitted, "That's right. Feng Zun and Fengshen seem to be brothers to each other!"

Unexpectedly, Feng Youzi shook his head: "No, they are actually one person, two sides in one."

"Ah!" With the calmness of Fengyun Wuji, his face can't help but change his face. On both sides, these four words came to his ears. At the same time, Fengyun Wuji couldn't help thinking of his three-way method.

"This is too ancient, except for the soaring one. It is an ancient human being, a soarer, before practicing martial arts. Each has your mother. He died at the age of 100. But in ancient times. Everyone doesn't have such a limit. Everyone has almost unlimited life expectancy," Feng Youzi said, "In ancient times, human beings were born in chaos. No you, no mother. This point. I don't know if you know?"

Fengyun Wuji nodded, but the elder of the Feng clan looked at him with some surprise. Unexpectedly, he knew some secret things.

"You just know. That would be even better. Fengshen and Fengzun are brothers, that is, brothers. There are parents... Fengshen is the first of our family. He is also the greatest king and the only patriarch. It is a pure ancient human, born in the sea of flood and chaos. There can be no brother!! Alas. The Venerable Wind. In fact, it is the wind god who cut off his own evil knowledge and turned into a human form. What has been made, but the creation of heaven and earth is mysterious. In the wilderness. From how strange it is, we can't understand it, but this evil knowledge has also turned into the same face as Fengshen. It is self-contained.

That feeling is getting stronger and stronger. Feng Yun Wuji's thoughts rose one after another: "It turns out. This method of breaking God. Before me. Someone has done it... It's just that there is no one like me. Let's cut the soul into three parts!"

"That's it. I'm afraid there is still a trace of remnants in the wind god. The two are on both sides, and one dies of each other. Feng Zun should not let Fengshen die!" The wind and clouds have no taboos.

"Not bad. Feng Zun is not dead. The Wind God will not die. Over the years, we have endured Feng Zun's atrocities for a long time, and one of them is forbidden by the wind demon. On the other side, he also hoped to find out the remnant hiding place of Fengshen from Fengzun. However, Feng Zun is too careful. And the breath of Fengshen is too weak for so many years. We haven't gained anything, at the time. It's the best time--but Fengzun must not kill!"

"Maybe I can help you with this heart!" Fengyun Wuji is thoughtful, and at present, the sea of Fengzun's consciousness is in his hands. The secret is not up to his will at all. As long as Fengyun Wuji is willing, he can see it at any time.

"So, there is a sword god." Feng Youzi arched his hand and bowed. Thankful, Feng Yun Wuji shook his head and knew it in his heart. In fact, they had this idea early in the morning.

Just in Fengyun Wuji is ready to search the sea of consciousness of Fengzundi. An idea suddenly flashed across my mind: "Princess Youruo. Is it really the bone and blood of Fengshen?

The elders of the Feng clan were all surprised: "Why did the sword god ask this question?"

It's still Feng Youzi's awakening, with a lonely and sad look on his face: "Yes, Princess Youruo is not another consciousness. She is the daughter of the wind god and the wind queen, the battle of gods and demons, the wind queen... fell,"

"I see."

Let's talk about it. Fengyun Wuji's powerful divine consciousness was bombarded into the sea of Fengzun's consciousness.

Ah! ~

A scream of pain to the extreme came from Feng Zun's mouth in his eyes. This is a huge pain. Let him wake up from his loss.

Fengyun Wuji hated him for leading the Feng clan to set off boundless killing in Taigu. Countless ancient human beings died in chaos. When searching for gods, they deliberately used the most barbaric way and the most painful way to search for gods.

Infinite information pours into the mind of the wind and clouds. No secret can skip his search,

In this search, the information found from Feng Zun's mind couldn't help but be shocked; the temple originally had an order. All ethnic groups for various reasons. It is strictly forbidden to appear in Taigu. And the wind is also in this case. Until one of the demon generals in the demon realm stole from the wind clan, the wind demon world of Shangzheng. After a long time, the Feng clan sent a master to chase and kill. On the way to bring the traitor back. A member of the temple followed him into the holy place of the underground wind clan...

"The emergence of the wind clan. Also under the instruction of the temple? Fengyun Wuji was based on this fact, and for a moment, the confused voice suddenly appeared in his mind again: "The war emperor appeared. It seems to have something to do with the hall. You can meet him when you have time.

"Taigu, there has been a demon invasion... I'm afraid the palace..."

......

Papa!!

Fengyun unconsciously clenched his hands unconsciously, and his knuckles turned white because they were too hard. This abnormal noise suddenly attracted the attention of the elders in the mainland, and they were all uneasy. Looking closely at the motionless wind and clouds...

In Fengyun Wuji's heart, although there are some contradictions to the temple for various reasons, Fengyun Wuji cannot accept the fact that the temple has been controlled by the demon clan.

"How could this happen? It's impossible. It's impossible!! The temple is the establishment of the four supreme places, and it also represents the will of the four supreme places. How can you sneak into the demon people? Isn't there a master of great magic in the hall? How can you not recognize the demon clan?"

"When Ying said this, it seems to be very well-founded, and it should not be a lie... What the hell is going on? How can the palace be modern by the demon clan? Could it be said. Now that the land is too ancient, it is quietly controlled by the demon clan. Is the situation much worse than I thought? Fengyun Wuji's heart is a mess. This blow is too big. The wild test is one thing, but it has been confirmed. But it's another matter.

Guess. Even if there is a basis. There is always a trace of fluke in people's hearts, but when speculation becomes a fact. Fortunately, it was shattered... This is another matter!!

The temple was extremely noble throughout ancient times. Whether it's the wind clan. The war clan is still a force, which can't be compared with the temple at all.

A series of actions in the temple suddenly disappeared. All this. I have pointed out the fact that even if the temple is not completely controlled by the demon clan, it must be strange,

A strong sense of crisis surged into my heart, and the things of the wind and the earth became insignificant. The wind and clouds drifted far and far away for a moment, about the hidden place of the wind god. Instead, he forgot it...

"No. No!! ............" Fengyun Wuji roared in his heart, "I will never allow this situation to happen!!!"

Dida! Dida! !

The fingers are too hard. And piercing the flesh and blood of the palm of the hand, wisps of blood dripping down the wind and clouds. The blood line is a trace. Turn into a wisp. Getting thicker and thicker. However, the wind and clouds have nothing to sink.

"The wind and clouds are unscrupulous. Are you all right?"

The elders of the Qianfeng clan couldn't help shouting.

Fengyun Wuji shook his head and suddenly checked. He looked down at his bleeding palm and said indifferently, "It's okay." Then close your eyes and put all other emotions from the bottom of your heart. The divine consciousness invaded Feng Zun's mind again.

The big picture is in hand. Fengyun Wuji thought it was easy to get out where Fengshen's consciousness was hidden, but gradually. I began to notice something wrong. With the sea of consciousness of Fengzun, Fengyun Wuji did not find any place related to Fengshen's hiding place.

"Impossible!" Fengyun Wuji couldn't believe it in his heart, so he searched again, this time. But I found a little strange. In a very small memory group, it is hidden in the depths of consciousness by Feng Zun and protected in various ways, because the intensity of consciousness per unit area is too large. Fengyun Wuji abolished the power of nine cows and two tigers, and only then unlocked the layers of prohibitions. Read this memory directly.

Looking at this, I couldn't help but be stunned - this memory film. It is a strong ideological hint: Fengshen is dead, completely dead, and no longer exists... I don't want to remember anything about him anymore.

"Hahaha... How about it? Did you get what you want? Feng Zun's almost hysteria sound turned into a storm. Swind the whole space of consciousness,

Feng Yun Wuji ignored him. The huge consciousness searched for a conscious memory area again, and soon found that the memory was cleaned up.

"You erased that memory by yourself!!" Feng Yun Wuji said coldly, and his chest was full of anger.

"Hahaha..." Feng Zun just laughed wildly. He didn't answer. The laughter is almost crazy, and there is a faint pleasure of revenge,

All kinds of traces are displayed. Feng Zunji used some kind of skill to make himself completely forget the hiding place of Fengshen. Obviously, he had a strong sense of hatred for Fengshen and did not want to think of anything related to him at all. And the place where the wind is hiding. It is the most important thing. The wind and clouds have been silent for a long time. He took a deep breath and said indifferently, "Don't be happy too early. I can't kill you, but I didn't say that I would give you back your freedom... You will understand soon. Compared with any unified cause, freedom will be more precious.

After saying that, Fengyun Wuji ignored Feng Zun's angry shivering and went straight out of Feng Zun's consciousness space.

"How about it"

"He has forgotten that memory of himself, and he is in the sea of consciousness. I can't find the hiding place of Fengshen at all, so..."

A group of elders of the Feng clan showed a gloomy look on their faces, and even Feng Youzi was no exception.

"Nowadays, we can only take Princess Youruo as the patriarch first. The rescue of the patriarch can only be done later," Feng Youzi sighed. He glanced at the ground, and Feng Zun, who was dull-eyed, looked up and muttered.

"That's the only way..." A group of elders of the Feng clan echoed.

"Elders, the war has been calm, and now the field should be opened," Fengyun Wuji reminded.

"That's, that's... In fact, even if you don't open it, Feng Zun is in its current state. After three quarters of an hour, the field will also be self-solved. Feng Youzi replied.

After saying that, a group of elders cheered up. A palm was raised above the head, and the vast wind and sand bulged from all sides. It was difficult to distinguish things when I opened my eyes. After a roar in my ears, the wind leveled. The light soared. Mountains and rivers come into my eyes and ears again.

In the void, the west gate stands with a sword in the north. The face remains cold for ten thousand years, only one person. In the voice, everyone did not dare to act rashly - Ximen's strength in the north. It really makes everyone feel cold.

farther away. The sword demon stood alone and unharmed, and his green robe rolled up and down. A burst of gray fog swallowed around him, faintly into the shape of the empty universe.

Feng Yun's eyes swept over the two, and then looked into the depths of the void. The deep eyes seemed to penetrate the space. Looking into the infinite depths...

"I'm the one. Take care of yourself..." Fengyun Wuji muttered to himself, and his voice scattered into the breeze. One by one...

Space rules, mysterious and unpredictable. Even if it is both empty. They also don't communicate with each other

It's dark. There is nothing in the void around, and the two bodies are slowly drifting away in the void. It was by Ximen Yibei's sword men's double into the void, Akaro and the war demon

Akero's messy hair floated in the void. There are no wounds on the body. But Akaroji is completely dead - the sword of the war demon is not just the shadow he threw in...

The demon with a pale face floated quietly not far from Akaro's side. Double stop and close. The body is flowing slowly. Magic gas roared out of the holes of his whole body. Move around in the void and sink into the body's orifice again. In the thick magic. You can faintly see faces one by one.

In this juvenile body, the broken soul. Shuttle with those magic. Constantly being repaired...

His face turned pale. The boy, who was motionless like a corpse, suddenly opened his mouth and exhaled a turbid air. The upper body sat up straight, and the soft long hair also brushed.

Ah!

The teenager pulled it hard. Asura's magic sword was inserted in his chest and burst out with a shed of blood, and his eyes swept over the red line on the body of the sword. I glanced at it not far away again. Akaro motionless, a trace of evil smile suddenly appeared on the face of the war demon: "Hahaha... Such a good sword, how can a fool like you use it? It's really a tyrannical thing!"

Let's talk. The war demon is used to the sword body. As soon as he raised his hand, Asura's magic sword roared. It turned into a long rainbow and pierced Akaro's chest...

CockC! ~

A stream of cold air burst out of Asura's magic sword and bombarded into Acaro's body. He formed a huge piece of ice outside his body, looking at it from a distance. In the void, there seems to be a huge iceberg floating.

"Hahaha..., this kind of sword. It's simply tailor-made for my warriors!" The war demon laughed wildly, and the sleeves of the robe danced. The right hand came out, and there was a loud noise in the distance, and the iceberg broke. Asura's magic sword swept into the hands of the war demon with a magic tide of feet wide.

The rolling Zhenyuan flowed into the body of the war demon through the Asura magic sword. After a long time, the war magic square opened his eyes, and the essence in his eyes soared several feet, and his right hand brushed at will. Cut a crack in the highland space of nearly 100 feet in this void. Then he made a big step into it. Disappearance............

(Asura Magic Sword. Things made for the Asura Demon Emperor, blood sucking, cold)