Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

In a dark void.

It seems to be an underground world, dark, damp, cold, with no light at all.

There are faint blue will-o'-the-wisps floating in the air, reflecting ghostly shadows one after another.

In the fierce wind, there was a howling sound like a ghost.

Here, it is exactly like the legendary Shura Hell.

On a huge stone statue, a mass of blood condensed, and then, a figure was dragged out from the void, and then fell heavily, falling in front of the statue's base.

The figure rolled on the ground for several times before it managed to stabilize its figure, clutched its chest and struggled to get up, but it was the sin priest who was "killed" by Wan Jun with the Heavenly Sword.

"Lan Yi, you came back in such a mess this time!"

On the palm of that huge statue, sat a thin and dry man, his eyes were wrapped with white cloth strips, revealing two dark holes, without any white of the eyes, clearly like two dark abysses .

The withered man was carrying a bone stick that didn't match his body shape. When he grinned, he showed his sharp fangs, like a row of sawtooth, which made the scalp tingle.

While talking, he hugged a front leg of an unknown monster, gnawed it, blood and minced meat splashed, but he kept complaining: "I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry, I can't get enough of it no matter how much I eat!" Woolen cloth!"

Behind him, there was another figure shrouded in black mist. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, it gave off a feeling of emptiness, as if he didn't exist at all.

Lan Yi, that is, the exile of the Ice Tribe who claimed to be the Priest of Priestess, had a gleam of coldness in his eyes, and said coldly: "Qianwu, it's not your turn to take care of my affairs!"

"I want to control it, I want to control it!"

Before the Qianwu could respond, a hoarse and heavy voice came out from the black mist that had been standing beside it, revealing a kind of furious and manic emotion.

Then, the black mist turned into dark red, like a ball of flames floating in the air.

Whoosh whoosh!
The light of the knife flickered, the surrounding void was shattered, and a lot of light from the knife fell on the statue, but it seemed like a mud cow had entered the sea, without causing the slightest damage.

"Too arrogant! You are all too arrogant!"

With a leap, Lan Yi also jumped onto the platform formed by the huge palm of the withered statue.

A saber light shot out from the black mist, directly piercing Lan Yi's body, but the moment his body was shattered, around the statue, there was another mass of bloody light, and Lan Yi recovered again.

But it turns out that the three of them are not real deities, but spirit bodies that rely on this statue.

As long as the withers are not destroyed, they can regenerate infinitely.

"Too weak, really too weak!"

The black mist seemed to be in anger all the time, and then, a red light burst out from the black mist, directly locked onto Lan Yi, and then a roar sounded, "Who beat you back here, wait for me to fetch them life!"

"You are in charge of killing, I am in charge of eating!"

Qianwu at the side hugged that monster thigh, and while the gluttonous gluttony was gnawing on it, he still complained with a strange smile: "No matter how much I eat, I can't get enough, I'm still hungry, I'm still hungry!"…

"It's just ants."

Lan Yi said with a blank expression: "The Ruins of Unfallen is about to open, so there's no need for extra complications."

"That is to say, I finally have the opportunity to go out and exercise my muscles and bones!"

In the black mist, a burly and strong man slowly walked out, his head was red like blood, his upper body was bare, and his body was covered with dense scars like earthworms, which was shocking.

"There was a little accident in my plan. That trash didn't become the headmaster. We probably need some disguise! As for how to do it, I still need to find another way."

Lan Yi murmured, rather than telling the other two, she was talking to herself.

After all, whether it's the Qianwu who only knows how to gnaw on the thigh of a monster, or the Chongming who has always maintained a state of madness and rage, they obviously don't seem to be people who can use their brains.

……

Outside Shuangtong City.

Ling Feng flew thousands of miles away from Shuangtong City, but he was still in shock in his heart.

This time it was too risky and impulsive.

In retrospect, I am not sure whether the combination of Wan Jun and Ren Tianhen's two swords can directly kill the sin priest.

If the other party is not dead, I am afraid that even I will fall into a desperate situation.

"The sin priest..."

Ling Feng focused his gaze, and it seemed that the fairyland was not as peaceful as it appeared on the surface.

On the surface, the Wufang Immortal Emperor is in charge of the Wufang Immortal Court, and everything is safe and sound, but the scope of the Immortal Territory is really too big.

And most of the members of this sin priest are probably similar to the exiles of the Skywatching Ice Clan.

Being able to commit a felony made the high-level officials of the Xuntian Clan furious, but he was unwilling to kill him directly.

These people should basically be talented and talented.

"This time, I got into such trouble for no reason again. I hope I don't meet any sin priests in the future."

Ling Feng started talking to himself, and immediately checked the surrounding situation. After confirming that there was no trace, he hid in the depths of a dense forest, sacrificed the Eastern Emperor Bell, and directly teleported back to the vicinity of Cihang Jingzhai , and then return to the mountain gate.

Regarding this matter, it is better to rot in the stomach alone.

However, Ling Feng didn't know that a bigger conspiracy was approaching, and it was inevitable.

When Ling Feng returned to his residence, he found that the old ancestor Wanshou was still waiting outside the courtyard.

"Headmaster!"

Seeing Ling Feng's return, Patriarch Wanshou immediately showed an excited expression, "You are considered to be back."

"I said Elder Wanshou, you don't have to wait for me all the time."

Ling Feng couldn't laugh or cry for a while. He didn't expect that several days had passed. Could it be that the old man had been waiting for him all this time?

But thinking about it carefully, he also tried his best to please himself in order to save his old life.

Thinking about it this way, it makes sense.

"No no no."

Patriarch Wanshou quickly waved his hand and said: "After returning from Shuangtong City, the old man told Venerable Lingyun that you would stay in Shuangtong City for a few days and then went back first, but he didn't expect that he would get a big piece of good news next. , That's why I'm in a hurry to report back to the head teacher!"...

"Oh?"

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched, "What great news is that?"

"hey-hey!"

Patriarch Wanshou grinned, "Didn't I take you to the entrance of the Cihang Cave to check?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

Ling Feng stared, and then looked at Patriarch Wanshou in disbelief, "Could it be?"

"That's right!" Patriarch Wanshou nodded emphatically, "Hahaha, the teacher in charge is indeed Hongfu Qitian. I just went to check it a few days ago. Immediately afterwards, the Cihang Cave has a tendency to open!"

"How to say?"

"In the past, every time the Cihang Cave was opened, spring water would emerge from the depths of the dry valley first!"

Ancestor Wanshou said excitedly: "Every time the spring water emerges, at least one month, at most half a year, is the time when the Cihang Cave opens!"

"interesting!"

Ling Feng couldn't help squinting his eyes and smiling. Things like luck have always been mysterious and indescribable.

But all along, my luck seems to be quite good.

What is a secret cave that opens once in thousands of years, or once in tens of thousands of years, it will be opened as soon as I come.

It's not the first time.

In the dark, it seems that there is such a power that helps him secretly.

Ling Feng has already gotten used to it.

"The head teacher is really a person of great luck. It just so happens that you are the new head teacher, and now the Cihang Cave has opened. It is a congratulatory gift from heaven to the head teacher!"

As the ancestor Wanshou said, he bowed to Ling Feng again, "Congratulations to the head teacher, congratulations to the head teacher!"

What a sycophant!

Ling Feng smiled faintly, this old man seems to have studied the knowledge of flattery to the extreme.

"This is also the luck of all the disciples and elders."

Ling Feng took a deep breath. Originally, he planned to spend another ten days and a half months, so he left the affairs of the sect to Venerable Lingyun first, and he used Cihang Jingzhai as his base camp to expand to the surrounding area. range, and then look for other dragon jade fragments.

Since the Cihang Cave opened by such a coincidence, it doesn't hurt to wait a little longer.

What's the point of waiting another half a year if we have collected some natural materials and earthly treasures needed to reduce the difficulty of opening up the Yuan Mansion?
……

On the other side, Wan Jun and Ren Tianhen's group were seriously injured, but it's a pity that Shuangtong City has basically been turned into ruins, and they don't know if the sin priest has other companions nearby.

Naturally, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time.

Everyone could only drag their exhausted bodies and run all the way, finally found a monster lair, after some cleaning, they began to retreat and meditate.

If they want to fully recover from their injuries and leave this place, I'm afraid it will take half a month at the earliest.