This seat has been reborn as a rebel of Xianzun

Feng Wujing turned around, the wind of his clothes brushed against the sword energy, making the sound of hunting wind, the man turned his head and saw a familiar face.

He said solemnly: "Is it you?"

The person who appeared in front of him was the village chief that Feng Wujing and Gu Langqing met in the village chief's house a few days ago.

After saying this, Feng Wujing happened to turn his head around, glanced at Xiang Qian behind him, and turned his head to signal Xiang Qian to come forward.

Xiang Qian, who was still joking just now, was choked up and unable to speak at this moment, Feng Wujing glanced at Xiang Qian and sneered.

The village head held a sword in his hand, the magic power was not deep, but the sword aura was quite aggressive. Feng Wujing strode forward and met the village head's sword aura. Immediately afterwards, the man raised his hand and pointed at the sword As soon as the blade flicked, the village chief felt his arm muscles and bones trembling, and he couldn't hold the sword stably, so he dropped the sword.

He raised his eyes to look at the red eyes of the man in front of him, which looked like a devil.

The devil said in a deep voice, "Let me tell you a story."

"Last time, this seat and Gu Langqing did not come here because of this son of the devil... But we met again, and things are not so simple. You should know who this seat is and what the evil god arranged for you here , Stop me from taking the painting? He doesn't want your life, right? "

The village head looked at Mozun's smiling pupils, and the cold sweat dripped down his back. At this moment, he only had one thing in mind - snakes and scorpions.

The scorching heat wrapped around his neck, Feng Wujing tilted his head: "He is Xiang Qian, a person from the Demon Realm, I have decided that he will decide how you die."

After finishing speaking, Feng Wujing turned his head to look at Xiang Qian: "What do you want to ask this old man? Ask quickly if you have something to say, you can kill him as well, I can kill him with a flick of a finger."

Xiang Qian's eyes were ruthless: "My mother took me out of the village, why don't you let her go? We are just living our own lives, what is wrong with us!"

The village chief's voice was stuck in his throat: "She is a goddess, Lord Evil God said, only by killing her can our entire village be at peace... We, we have nothing to do."

Xiang Qian said angrily: "You killed her, you caused me to fall into the devil's way, why am I, why...why sacrifice the happiness of our family..."

As Xiang Qian spoke, he choked up, Feng Wujing raised his eyebrows and looked at this scene, as if he found it very interesting.

The village chief sighed: "We didn't know he was an evil god at the time, but later, he asked us to obey him, so we found out...but it didn't help."

"Then you..." Xiang Qian couldn't continue, covering his face and sobbing, "You kill for your life, I, I will kill you!"

The village chief said: "Lord Mozun, the evil god sent me here to guard these two paintings a few days ago. I knew that I was already his abandoned son. I can't beat anyone. He put me here. It’s nothing more than wanting to find out who has entered the Heretic God Realm through me as soon as possible.”

Feng Wujing said "hmm": "You are quite self-aware."

He was thinking, the evil god was indeed an evil god a few years ago, so when was he banned by heaven?It's too outrageous to say this, the evil god is actually the way of heaven, the evil god is actually the way of heaven?

Then the evil god possessed by the Dao of Heaven naturally needs to conform to his original style. Is this Dao of Heaven killing people?

But it's really fair.

Feng Wujing curled his lips into a smile. One day, "evil gods" and the "law of heaven" that symbolized justice could be confused with each other.

But he didn't speak, just watched Xiang Qian get up from the ground, holding a long sword in his hand, and rushed towards him viciously.

Feng Wujing loosened his grip on the village chief's neck, and Xiang Qian directly nailed the village chief to the wall!

The blood dripped down, and the village chief took his last breath and said softly, "I'm sorry."

The so-called death is good, Feng Wujing looked at this scene, feeling nothing in his heart, the village chief said: "Xiang Qian, your parents' tomb... We are buried in the back mountain of the village, write... I wrote my name, if you want... you can go and have a look."

After hearing this, Xiang Qian's tears could no longer stop. He wailed, let go of his sword, and slid down to the ground.

Feng Wujing thought for a while: "If you want to go up to the well now, there is still time."

Xiang Qianhong looked at Feng Wujing, bit his lips and nodded, then cast a spell and went back the way he came.

Feng Wujing looked at Yu Yin again: "Are you going back too? There's still time."

Yu Yin shook her head again and again, her eyes turned red, "No, no, I'll follow your lord."

Feng Wujing nodded, and teased a few words in a good mood: "It's not following me, it's because I'm looking for your brother Xu."

Feng Wujing looked at Yu Yin's head that was turned into a rattle drum, and the long sleeves that fell down brought up the wind of his clothes, revealing a pale arm. He put away the two scrolls and squinted his eyes.

"Walk."

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Su Fengguo followed the crowd from the demon world, gathered beside the bone bridge with everyone from the fairy world, looking at the eye-catching four characters "Dogs are not allowed inside", the situation on both sides was tense.

Who would have thought that the ancient enemies of immortals and demons could gather here and form an "alliance" at this moment?

This is really a rare scene in a hundred years.

Su Fenggu and the elder of Wuwangmen looked at each other from a distance, and whispers came from the fairy world. Everyone knew that they had a deal with the demon world in private, but they didn't dare to express it too blatantly.

Su Fenggu stood up first: "Elder, if you go over this bridge, you will be in the realm of the evil spirits, but the bridge deck is gloomy, and it seems to have gathered a lot of yin energy. It looks like... Yes, the Demon Realm doesn't mind. If you in the Immortal Realm don't want to take this path, you can go down, and going down here is also the Evil God Realm, but I don't know what you will encounter."

There were rustling voices from the fairy world, and everyone seemed to be discussing the path. Finally, another person stood up, who seemed to be an elder or something highly respected.

Since Gu Langqing's accident, there is no second immortal in the fairy world, and the immortal physique cannot be found, so the elders can only be in charge and manage their own area.

The man said: "There is too much yin on the bridge. We are worried that crossing the bridge will damage the cultivation of immortals. Immortals have decided to go down. Please feel free to do so."

After hearing this, it was the turn of the Demon Realm to whisper again. Everyone could hear the meaning of the words, but what Su Fenggu said was to step down the steps of the Immortal Realm, the Demon Cultivator turned his head disdainfully, and smiled provocatively A few times.

Su Fenggu listened from a distance, and passed on a message: "Okay. The Demon Realm is leaving first, and there will be a period later."

After finishing speaking, Su Fenggu led Moxiu across the bridge quickly. No one noticed. Two people from the fairy world heard this, ran away, changed their clothes, and quietly mixed into Moxiu's team. After everyone got on the bridge, he entered the realm of evil spirits.

-

Feng Wujing and Yu Yin walked along the path. Since the evil gods already knew their whereabouts, there was no point in hiding them any longer. So they walked in an open and aboveboard way, and from time to time they would catch someone from the evil god's world to ask for directions. .

Beside the street, there are row upon row of houses. Although the evil spirit world is dimly lit and the atmosphere is gloomy, it still gives people a lively sense of division, which is very contradictory.

Feng Wujing walked along the road, and on the street, the red dress was particularly eye-catching.

Yu Yin said: "Master Mozun, is the evil god really the way of heaven?"

Feng Wujing walked and said: "I think so, it's too unreasonable for the evil god to unify the two worlds. I have suspected it for a long time. If this person is the Dao of Heaven, it makes sense."

Yu Yin said: "But if the way of heaven is an evil god...the evil god has killed so many people, isn't it all caused by the way of heaven that people believe in?"

Feng Wujing's white hair swayed lightly with his steps: "The Dao of Heaven does not symbolize justice, but fairness. These stupid people believe in the wrong person. If Dao of Heaven judges that it is fair to kill these people, then he will kill them. If he thinks it is fair to destroy the Six Realms, maybe he will also destroy the Six Realms? No one knows what Tiandao thinks, and this seat is the first time to talk to Tiandao."

Yu Yin said: "But among the six realms, the God Realm is the strongest, so the God Realm can only obey the way of heaven?"

Hearing this, Feng Wujing's steps suddenly stopped, and then he immediately resumed his previous speed.

His lips were slightly hooked, and his thin lips were almost bloodless. Lord Mozun really looked a little haggard in recent days.

"Who knows? God, I don't even know him."

Afterwards, Feng Wujing raised his finger and pointed to the house in front of him: "Here we are, it's here."

Yu Yin was puzzled: "Here? Why is it here?"

Feng Wujing's face darkened, he didn't rush to open the door, he stood in front of the door, but asked an irrelevant question: "You said, Shen Xu was left behind by Heaven?"

Yu Yin nodded: "Yes, after returning to the Demon Realm, I searched almost all the places nearby, but I couldn't find him."

Shen Xu and Yu Yin were thrown off the cliff by Tiandao when they were planning to leave the village. It is possible that Tiandao really wanted to find Shen Xu for something, what could it be?

Feng Wujing looked at Yu Yin's appearance, but didn't ask, and he didn't know if he thought about it.

He was sure it was here, in fact, it was intuition.

Master Mozun believes in intuition.

This room seems to be no different from other rooms, the walls, withered grass, and the gloomy sky, as if it is going to rain.

Where is the marriage line?

Master Mozun stretched out his palm, his palm was empty on his fair complexion, and the temperature was still as hot as the devil's natural.

Feng Wujing smiled self-deprecatingly, and withdrew his palm, if the marriage line could be seen, it was not so.

Since Gu Langqing has put in so much effort to blend their marriage line together, he feels that this thing is even more unbelievable.

He glanced sideways at Yu Yin, stepped forward and pushed open the door.