Feng Against the World: The Evil Emperor's Undead Concubine

Chapter 742
After a long time, Yun Feimo noticed that the sky was gradually darkening, as if there were some dust floating in the air, those things were like catkins, but they were transparent, just a shadow.

Gradually, there were more and more such things in the air, and Yun Feimo inexplicably felt a sense of suffocation, as if her throat was strangled by hands.

"This is not the undead world in my memory, shadow, here has entered a foreign race, or it has been ruled by other races." The undead world in Yun Feimo's memory is no different from Xuanzun Continent, with birds singing and flowers fragrant.

She still remembered Fengyue's woman, that girl who was like a doll, where is she now?

She thought that when she came back, she would remember more things, but when she came, her memory became more and more blurred.

"Sister, look, what's that in front of you?" Lin Bao pointed to the distance and shouted, Yun Feimo looked in the direction of her finger, and saw a huge red mushroom cloud in the sky, which looked very bright Eye.

And more importantly, the mushroom cloud is surrounded by many black particles, which are not particles, but undead.

If she guessed correctly, the red mushroom cloud was flames.

"Shadow, take me there." Yun Feimo ordered, and Shadow quickly took her there.

The closer it was to that place, the denser the dust in the air became. At this time, it was not nothingness. It was something real, and it was the fragments of people who were burnt and flew out.

Seeing the undead turned into pieces in the flames, Yun Feimo's heart felt like a knife.

She was about to rush out, but the shadow immediately took her out of the place, and she couldn't help being angry, "Shadow, what are you doing?"

"Woman, you have lost all your cultivation now, do I want to watch you go to die?" After finishing speaking, the speed of the shadow became faster, because he found someone chasing in their direction.

Yun Feimo's eyes sank, it was the breath of the demon race!

The people from the Mozu had already come here first, and it seemed that things were going to get worse.

The person behind him was getting closer and closer, Yun Feimo used his light body technique to speed up, leaving that person far behind.

At this moment, a huge vortex suddenly appeared, and the next second, Yun Feimo was sucked into the vortex.

The melodious bell echoed in his mind, and Yun Feimo felt as if he was in the clouds.

Slowly opening his eyes, he saw that he was lying in a room made of bamboo, and a big clock was facing the outside of the window.

"Are you awake?" A gentle voice came, Yun Feimo turned his head, and saw a thin monk, who looked like he could be blown away by a gust of wind.

Yun Feimo got up and clasped his hands together towards the visitor's luggage, "Thank you, Master, for your rescue."

"Son, I have been waiting for you for a long time." The monk sat down at the side and said slowly to Yun Feimo: "We monks are meant to save the dead, and you have similarities with us. If you don't use all your abilities Come to do evil to the world, the undead summoner is also very good for the world."

"Sister is a good person." Lin Bao said obediently while sitting on the side.

The monk smiled slightly when he heard the words, "What is a good person? What is a bad person?"

Lin Bao tilted her head and thought for a while, "My sister saved many people, she is a good person."

Seeing Lin Bao's serious expression, the monk lowered his head and chuckled, "The world of the undead is no longer the former world of the undead. The demons have already controlled this place. They are bound to force the undead to hand over the art of controlling the undead."

(End of this chapter)