Zhang Yifeng no longer paid attention to Wu Gang's lifeless body, but looked up at the wisp of evil energy that was brought out into the air.

The evil energy hovered in the air, and with a slight vibration, it dispersed the red and black sword energy beneath it.

"You killed two of my believers. I will remember you."

The demonic energy slowly gathered into a face, staring at Zhang Yifeng and said.

Obviously, this ancient demon god has not forgotten Zhang Yifeng, the man who killed his believers in the North Sea Shelter.

At this moment, the believers were killed one after another, which made the ancient demon god completely hate Zhang Yifeng.

After all, the death of every believer will prolong the time it takes for the ancient demon to break the seal.

However, this time the ancient demon god did not continue to attack Zhang Yifeng, but directly dispersed the demonic energy in mid-air.

Looking at the evil energy slowly dissipating in the air, a hint of deep meaning flashed in Zhang Yifeng's eyes.

After the dust settled, Zhang Yifeng immediately walked out, ready to announce the news of Wu Gang's death.

At the same time, he also had to start searching for the entrance to the land of inheritance on Hanging Hill Island.

But before he reached the door, Zhang Yifeng suddenly felt a burning sensation on the back of his right hand.

Looking down, he saw a ray of light slowly flying out from the pattern on the back of his hand, pointing to the sky.

Zhang Yifeng was stunned for a moment, then looked up as if he had thought of something.

Looking around, there was nothing unusual in the sky of Hanging Hill Island, and the waning moon was still hanging high in the sky.

However, Zhang Yifeng looked at the waning moon, his eyes flickered a few times, and suddenly a ball of light blasted out.

The ball of light slammed directly into the waning moon, and bursts of loud noises were heard.

Then, the waning moon in his eyes gradually turned into a suspended island.

The ball of light he shot out was also blocked by the shield outside the suspended island and did not cause any ripples.

"Oh, Immortal Emperor Taiwu, your calculations are really accurate."

Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but sigh when he saw this, and glanced back at the lifeless body of Wu Gang behind him.

Obviously, Immortal Emperor Taiwu had already prepared for Wu Gang's fall into evil.

Even like in the shelter, Wu Gang was originally part of the plan of Emperor Taiwu.

Even the fact that he would fall into the hands of the devil was within the calculations of Immortal Emperor Taiwu.

Otherwise, the engraving would not have chosen this time specifically to guide him to the location of the inheritance place.

"Yifeng, everyone outside has been dealt with."

"But what happened just now?"

Xuanyuan Li and the other person also landed beside Zhang Yifeng at this moment, looking up at the small island floating in the air.

"Oh, it's just a little guidance left for us by our predecessors."

"Now that I think about it, the name Xuanqiu is probably a disguised form of guidance."

Zhang Yifeng smiled, shook his head, and looked away.

"Is that where the inheritance of Emperor Taiwu is? Then let's set off quickly!"

Ji Dali rubbed his hands together and was ready to fly to the island.

Zhang Yifeng stopped him upon seeing this and said calmly, "Don't rush to go, just go tomorrow."

After saying that, he took a deep look in the direction of the island.

"what?"

Ji Dali was stunned for a moment, scratched his head and stopped.

No matter what, what Yifeng said must have his truth.

Just like that, the three of them walked towards the restaurant again.

Soon they arrived at the restaurant, where Zhu Hong and a large group of people were standing at the door.

Seeing Zhang Yifeng and the other two return safely, Zhu Hong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

If Zhang Yifeng and the other two could not come back, Zhu Hong would probably have to flee Xuanqiu Island overnight with his family members, and would have to be on guard against Wu Gang's pursuit in the future.

After Zhang Yifeng informed them of Wu Gang's death, he took Xuanyuan Li and the others back to Huang's room.

On the other side, on the floating island above the hanging hill, Prince Tianren was sitting cross-legged on the ground with a gloomy face.

In front of him was a pure black gem that was shattered on the ground.

"Sure enough, even with this kind of stuff, it still can't stop him."

"But it doesn't matter. I never expected anything from him."

"When that guy comes, I will immediately activate the formation. You will follow me and kill him."

Prince Tianren turned around and spoke to the two guards beside him.

"Yes, but is this unknown person worthy of your attention?"

The two nodded in response, but they still didn't understand why Prince Tianren attached so much importance to Zhang Yifeng.

Although they had heard of some deeds of this so-called God of Death, he was, after all, just a small figure in the realm of Immortal Emperor.

I don't know how many Immortal Emperor-level cultivators you have under your command. A spit from each of them would be enough to drown this guy.

"Humph, he's not as simple as you think."

Prince Tianren snorted coldly, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes.

And just as Zhang Yifeng guessed, Prince Tianren has been unable to open the entrance to the place of inheritance since he came to this island.

With his brain, he quickly realized that if he wanted to enter the place of inheritance, he needed other inheritors to come here together.

But he was not too anxious, so he just waited for Zhang Yifeng to come.

Anyway, as long as Zhang Yifeng dares to set foot on this island, he will immediately attack and kill him.

Moreover, even if he couldn't kill Zhang Yifeng, he could at least injure him and then look for another opportunity when he got to the inheritance site.

No matter what, Prince Tianren always has a way to deal with Zhang Yifeng.

As soon as he thought of this, he took the two personal guards beside him and waited attentively for Zhang Yifeng's arrival.

But he didn't know that Zhang Yifeng had no intention of coming to this place of inheritance at all.

Time passed bit by bit.

On the second day, after a night of resting in the restaurant, Zhang Yifeng and the other two had recovered their magic power.

Just as he was about to lead people to the floating island, a figure crashed into the wall of their room with a sound of breaking through the air.

"cough……."

The man who fell to the ground had blood oozing from his mouth and he barely stood up.

"Daoist Zhu Hong, what are you doing?"

Zhang Yifeng frowned and looked at this person, and asked in a deep voice.

That’s right, this person was none other than Zhu Hong, the famous genius of Sihaizhou, but at the moment he looked extremely embarrassed.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang. Sorry to have embarrassed you."

"Today, two strangers came to Hanging Hill Island together. Because of what happened last night, I wanted to persuade them to leave."

"In the end, those two guys didn't follow martial ethics and attacked me directly. I was caught off guard and was knocked away."

Zhu Hong was also stunned, and didn't even bother to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. He replied somewhat awkwardly.

Zhang Yifeng's eyes moved when he heard this, and he turned to look at the big hole in the wall.

According to Zhu Hong, he should have been knocked flying from outside Xuanqiu Island.

This restaurant is located in the central area of ​​Hanging Hill Island, at least several miles away from the outside of the island. Yet the other party was able to knock him here with just one punch.

"Hey, uncle, how are you?"

"We have proven our strength, now you can let us into the island."

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