Chapter 49 Quietly No One Sighs

Feng Xingzhen did not suddenly meet the enemy, but rushed over intently and murderously. Unexpectedly, he was still surprised when he met someone. There was no other reason, so he was deeply familiar with him.

I saw him scream in horror and shouted, "Zhao Dongting!!"

"Zhao Dongting... Zhao Dongting... The sound of "Ping" spread far away, scattered in the empty Yunzhong Temple, as if to turn the time upside down.

The popular heart surged with hatred and anger rose. The tragic death of the elite in the door was mixed with the humiliation of being humiliated and defeated by Zhou Hanzhi and He Xumi in the past two days. All kinds of emotions came one after another. His face was distorted, and he only called out, "How dare you come here, and let me take your life!"

He shouted fiercely, but he was careful in the bottom of his heart. It turned out that he and the disciples in the door had been defeated by Zhao Dongting in front of him a few days ago, and all his disciples were slaughtered and killed by one of them. Although this person was a sneak attack, his body was strange and strange, and his action was fierce. He was indeed a great enemy in life.

Fengxingzhen held the ice-salting iron sword and did not dare to hold it big at all. He stared at his opponent, but he saw Zhao Dongting standing in the local area in a daze, slightly dull. Looking at his face again, he felt even more strange. Zhao Dongting's body seemed to be swollen, his eyes, ears, nose and facial features were a little deformed, and his body faintly exuded this smell. Qi, this taste is not familiar, but it is not strange.

"It's corpse stink!" An idea suddenly flashed in Fengxing's heart, and he suddenly woke up: "It turns out that the people of Lingxia Island did not lie to themselves. The one in front of him is obviously just Zhao Dongting's body..."

Since he had practiced ghosts, he calmed down at this time. How could he not see that Zhao Dongting was possessed by something, and looking at the dilapidated appearance of this body, in an instant, the wind really sank to the bottom.

Because he thought: "This person wants to replace the rotten Zhao Dongting's body!"

At this moment, his whole body was full of hair, but this move was not nervous and afraid, but a manifestation of high concentration and concentration.

I saw that he firmly held the ice-watering iron sword, his mind was moved, and he had already waved all the restlessness and nervous emotions out of his mind. At this time, the owner of the Iron Sword Gate was really popular, his heart was like water, and his whole body was condensed, emitting wind-free fluttering. It was the power gathered at the top, and even his body was completely white, and there was true air.

I only heard him shout, like thunder in mid-air, with a fierce spirit to deter the people in front of him.

Feng Xingzhen didn't care whether this roar scared the other party or not. The next moment, he quickly jumped up from the stairs, raised his sword in his hand, and chopped down against Zhao Dongting under him.

The wind is really fast, but in fact it is fierce. The long sword points to it, like a long rainbow, its eyes are awe-ring, and there is no trace of distracting thoughts, as if it were brave and perseverance, although tens of millions of people have gone.

This moment when he was facing a great enemy and was at stake in life and death, finally aroused the style of the master of the Iron Sword Gate. When he cut down with this sword, Zhao Dongting seemed to have no time to resist, or did not want to resist at all. He was cut down by his knife and cut from the top of his head to his chest.

Feng Xingzhen did his best. Under a blow, it was like a failed revolution. However, his surprised idea flashed away. He roared and folded his left and right hands on this broad and thick sword, which was more powerful.

There was a crisp sound, and the ice- salivating iron sword cut down three points along Zhao Dongting's chest and broke into his abdomen. At this time, there was a strange sound in Fengxing's heart, and there was a huge tremor in his head, which was a warning from the bottom of his heart.

When he suddenly raised his head and looked at his opponent in front of him, he saw that his body was split on both sides and separated diagonally. However, strangely, after the body was cut open, there was no trace of blood. The body of the body was gray and the organs were atrophied, full of dilapidated and decay.

The situation is like this, and Feng Xingzhen is even more determined. Zhao Dongting must have been dead for a long time. Maybe he was killed by this thing lying on him. When he thought of Zhao Dongting following him since he was a child and serving diligently, Feng Xingzhen couldn't help but hear a depressing and low voice in the depths of his throat: "Demon Things, today's popular behavior really wants to avenge my disciples!"

This is a low roar, which is squeezed out of the throat by full of sadness and breaking out of the mouth. After the words, the wind is really attracting attention. The true air in the sword continues to flow in, as if it is about to burst and tear the body of the person in front of you.

At this time, I suddenly heard a strange smile. This laughter could not be emitted by Zhao Dongting's body, who had his lips cut into two pieces. Feng Xingzhen looked up and saw Zhao Dongting's left and right bodies, and the eyes on his head suddenly glowed green.

The green light fluorescence, like a ghost fire, looks dark and mysterious, sad and strange. The moment it really looks up, it is firmly attracted by these two eyes.

He couldn't scream well in his heart, but when he wanted to recover, it was too late.

I saw these two green lights peniting through the bottomless evil and firmly staring at the popular eyes. In the latter's eyes, they slowly turned from Qingming to turbidity, and even became more numb and chaotic.

The next moment, I saw two green lights like the rapid sword light, which shot out of Zhao Dongting's eyes and fell into the popular eyes again.

"Ah, ah, ah!" Feng Xingzhen's whole body trembled and shouted fiercely. I don't know whether the sound was a roar or a deep unwillingness. In the Yunzhong Temple, the real roar of Fengxing spread around, which made him unable to extricate himself.

The green light is continuous, and the trend is really like being occupied by a powerful soul. His hair dances, his body twitches, and his hands and feet are twisted randomly. During the random movements, he only heard a sound. He pulled the peerless magic soldier, the ice-watering iron sword out of Zhao Dongting's chest in front of him.

At this time, the last trace of Fengxing's heart was clear, and the last remaining strength on his body was to use the power of the icy iron sword to cut off the bodyless green light and interrupt it. Then his hands and feet were uncontrollable. Instead, he shook his arm and threw the icy iron sword out of the stairs.

The last glimmer of hope also abandoned him. At this time, the green light wrapped around him, and the fire of his soul was finally unwilling to extinguish.

On Zhao Dongting's side, with the last green protruding out of his body and completely immersed in the popular real eyes, he only heard a flutter. From the top of his head to his chest and abdomen, his half of his body was cut open and dragged his legs and feet on the stairs.

It's also strange that after Zhao Dongting's body, which was originally swollen and strange, quickly decayed, his skin faded into a dead black, and purulent blood flowed from his body.

And after a huge tremor, his body actually regained his intuition. However, at this time, his expression was gloomy and terrible, his face was pale, and there was a faint green air flowing in his eyes.

"Hee....... Hee..." With a strange smile, Feng Xingzhen didn't say anything, jumped up and jumped out along the window next to the nine-story pagoda stairs and flew out.

At this time, I only heard a soft sound. The original ice- salivating iron sword fell high, and half of the sword body obliquely sank into the stone bricks on the ground.

.........

At the front door of Juyunxuan, there is a stone ladder hovering up and sinking into the clouds, leading directly to the middle gate and even the residence.

On both sides of the stone ladder, there is moss, and a thick green is filled on the dark stone ladder. On both sides of the stone ladder, facing the sea, one side is close to the cliff. There is rich vegetation and many grass and vines. Climbing on the cliff, it looks very emotional.

However, if you can find a unique path and make a few turns at a certain intersection going up the stone ladder, you can come to another place. There is no sea here, but only the layers of mountains and green peaks are secretly arranged. The clouds on it are faint, which looks like a stroke of ink, making the green with a different style.

These peaks are connected, obliquely inserted into the sky, and a strange stone suddenly comes out, with a red letter on a black background, a pen walking dragon, engraved with three bright red characters: boundless.

At this time, Qi Miao was dressed in white and floated. In front of her, there was a short, delicate and well-dressed man who stood with his hands and looked at her meticulously.

"Brother Qin, all the good things are." Qi Miao smiled and greeted Wen Yan.

Qin Yi bowed his hand to salute, but didn't say much, and then took out a thing from his arms, which was the golden leaf given to him after Li Qianren succeeded to the demon leader that day.

This thing was made by the elders of the demon school. After sacrificing with flesh and blood, one or two golden leaves were released in a hundred years. This golden leaf has a unique spirit and is cherished by the people of the demon religion and given its status as a sacred object. Only people engaged in major tasks can receive it.

Thinking that the seven wonders had been given a golden leaf by the previous demon lord, which caused pride in her life. On this day, she took the opportunity to separate from Li Miaohua and Zhou Hanzhi and sensed the people of the demon religion with the spirituality contained in the golden leaf. She was surprised to find that not far from her, it was resonated with another golden leaf.

She was moved and thought that Qin Yi, Chen Kai and others must have been given a golden leaf by Li Qianren. At this moment, she urged him to go deep into the golden leaf, making his spiritual power rise and more sensitive.

She flew to look for it with the feeling of the golden leaf, and the person holding the golden leaf also seemed to understand, and her body was also moving. Qi Miao distinguished the direction of action with the golden leaf, followed closely,

That's why I came to this endless place.

In just a few days with Li Miaohua, Qi Miao seemed to be able to feel a warmth at all times, which made the hard ice in her heart melt away quietly. At present, she saw Qin Yi, and she still had three points of restraint with her face, but she also showed some true feelings through a soft smile.

Unexpectedly, Qin Yi was appointed as the general manager of Pishan for the previous demon master Li Xiu Guizhong a few days ago. Later, he was regarded as the right envoy of the demon religion by Li Qianren. He served as an assistant beside the two demon masters. He was originally the person with a rigorous nature. At this time, he couldn't help but be more careful.

He was not happy or sad, and he retreated a few feet back and kept a cautious distance from Qi Miao. Next, he stretched out his hand to display something and whispered to Qi Miao, "Please show me the token first!"

"Tear?" When Qi Miao heard the words, she couldn't help but be stunned.