Spirit Realm Walker

The roar of sound echoed in the bright northwest sky.

The two ancient gods of war, two meters tall, with muscles as solid as steel and covered with strange magic patterns on their bodies, hammered each other's bodies as hard as steel "Bang Bang Bang".

Hearing the word "Five Elements Alliance" in the second realm, the Demon Eye King who fired the real fire forcefully suppressed the city's intention and stopped fighting.

The King of Fear, on the other hand, moved more freely. He opened the demon eye with one foot, and his tall and burly body and legs shrank, returning to his normal appearance.

The magic eye immediately returned to its normal form.

The Demon Eye King is naked on the upper body and wears a bronze armor on the lower body. The sun shines on his smooth body, with distinct body parts, masculine and domineering, and brave and good at fighting.

Those who didn't know thought they were filming a costume idol drama. The evil Demon King grabbed a sports headband and put it on his forehead.

The King of Fear took one step forward and came to the eyes of the Silver Moon King, with an elegant smile on his face, "It seems there is an unexpected gain."

Silver Moon Heavenly King nodded, without any nonsense, and reported directly: "Yuanshi Tianzun burst out with semi-god-level combat power at the trial meeting, killing four masters including Cai Qinhe, destroying both Ji form and spirit, ending the war. Completely return to the spiritual realm.”

"Four elders Chang and sixteen senior deacons announced their withdrawal from the Five Elements Alliance, including Ling Diao and Huang Daji. The number of Gong Fang Xingren at the bottom announced their withdrawal was more than 200."

"The Five Elements Alliance has experienced the biggest crisis of trust since it was first established." The King of Fear smiled happily and tutted: "The three major free organizations have been fighting against the Five Elements Alliance for so many years, and the blow they caused is not as good as their own internal strife. It's interesting. , very interesting, but it’s a pity for Yuanshi Tianzun.”

Silver Moon King snorted coldly: "If this kid grows up, I'm afraid he will be another one, at worst he will be a ten-year-old."

"It would be better if you died, everyone in the army is cheering!" After a pause, he continued to report: "According to the analysis of the advisory group, this crisis of trust will last for a long time. During this period, we only need to put pressure on the Five Elements Alliance and take the initiative to attack. Hunting down official practitioners will further collapse the Five Elements Alliance, and more and more grassroots practitioners will withdraw from the officialdom."

"With the weakening of official power and the rise of civil organizations, the power of the lawful camp will be dispersed."

The King of Fear smiled happily, "Then what are you waiting for?"

Silver Moon Heavenly King nodded, then looked at the sculpture-like motionless magic eyes and said: "Don't you admire Yuanshi Tianzun very much? Now is a great time for you to take revenge on the official!"

The Demon Eye King looked troubledly at the setting sun on the horizon, with a sad look on his face, "He has returned to the spiritual realm... I want to know the truth and specific details of the incident."

He only knew that Yuanshi Tianzun was facing trial from the Five Elements Alliance because of his collusion with evil professions and the killing of officials.

But the truth and details of the incident, even the senior deacon who participated in the trial, only realized it belatedly after Yuanshi Tianzun died.

According to official news, evil professions usually only have a rough idea, and more detailed content will take time to explore.

King Yinyue said: "Cai Qinhe used the group of aliens in the Wuhen Hotel as bait, and prepared to set up a trap to kill Yuanshi Tianzun, but the elders he sent out were killed, so there was a trial based on the plan. .”

"That guy Yuanshi Tianzun is a freak like you. You, a freelancer, think about eradicating evil all day long, but he actually pleads the grievances for a group of freelancers. Ridiculous!"

To plead grievances for a group of freelancers... This sentence seemed to deeply hurt the Demon Eye King, and the bottom of the headband on his forehead was filled with red tears of blood.

Those were tears of blood flowing from the vertical eyes.

The Demon Eye King suddenly hugged his head and bent down. His body kept shaking, as if he was suffering from some kind of intense pain. The blood on his forehead surged fiercely, dyeing half of his face red.

The King of Fear frowned: "Magic Eye?"

He responded with a low laugh: "Hahaha, hahaha."

The bending Demon Eye laughed, his whole body trembling with laughter, his laughter became more and more crazier and more desolate.

The evil eyes and naked upper body opened up pairs of red-gold demon eyes. They were densely packed, weird and terrifying.

Each vertical eye is spraying a golden-red beam of light, and each golden-red beam of light carries terrifying pollution.

On this day, the bewitching demons in the entire Bishop Bing headquarters were contaminated and fell into a rage.

As the sun sank into the horizon, Yin Ji sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the Taiyimen office building, silently looking at the city where the lights were on.

The sadness and pain lingering in my heart, not only did not dissipate after a day, but instead brewed, rolled, and became more and more intense.

The death of Yuanshi Tianzun was a big blow to her. The young man must have had feelings for her. He would talk to her and chat with her from time to time. He wanted to get closer but kept a sensible distance.

When she is more Yin Ji, she will occasionally feel guilty. Her heart has already been filled up by the Demon King, and she cannot tolerate other men. She really cannot respond to his affection.

But it is undeniable that Yuanshi Tianzun is a very outstanding member of the opposite sex, and Yinji is full of appreciation for him.

Putting aside the relationship between men and women, from a friend's point of view, she likes Yuanshi Tianzun very much. This friendship surpasses most of the fellow disciples in Taiyi Sect.

Yuanshi Tianzun's return to the spiritual realm made her feel lost.

The bright starlight rose from the bedroom, interrupting Yin Ji's thoughts. She quickly stood up and bowed, "Teacher!"

The person who came was none other than Elder Hongying.

Elder Hongying looked at her and sighed, "Are you still worried about the death of Yuanshi Tianzun? Well, it's a good thing that you and him didn't develop into lovers, otherwise...otherwise, how desperate it would be, first the Demon Lord, and then Yuanshi."

Yin Ji bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes, showing her weakness in front of the teacher.

"She was not wrong, he was not wrong, he shouldn't have ended up like this..."

Hongying Changlao sighed again, "The person is gone. No matter how much you say, it's useless. I'm here to tell you a piece of news. I think you have the right to know."

Yin Jisu took a deep breath and held back her tears.

"The Great Elder called us to a meeting just now and said something..." Elder Hongying looked at Xue with a complicated expression and paused for several seconds: "Yuanshi Tianzun is the descendant of the Demon King."

Yin Daji was stunned for a moment and looked at the teacher blankly.

Elder Hongying smiled bitterly and said: "No one expected that it was him. He didn't even detect the tiger talisman."

Yin Ji's mind was in chaos. At a certain moment, the two figures in her mind overlapped. She had too many doubts and puzzles and wanted to seek answers, but she was destined to not have answers.

She stood in the room in despair, the sadness in her heart surging.

Miao Teng'er was dressed in a plain white skirt, her hair was pulled up high, and she had removed her moustaches and jewelry, making her look elegant and simple.

After the trial, she put on this outfit, as if she was paying homage to someone.

She walked through the lush green yard and bypassed a sun room. She turned a blind eye to the fawning and intimacy of the small animals on the way, and came to this place with a depressed mood.

Under an ancient pine tree, a middle-aged man in a green robe was holding a pine nut and feeding it to a fat squirrel.

"Uncle!" Miao Teng'er stopped a few meters away.

"Lingjun is gone?" Yun Zhongzi's voice was a little low.

Miao Teng'er said "Yes" and said softly, "My cousin said that he will never come back. He said that his grandpa raised him, so he can't blame grandpa, but he can't forgive grandpa for killing his brother."

Yun Zhongzi snorted and sighed. In just one day, the headquarters received three hundred resignations. Today's trial meeting has severely damaged the Five Elements Alliance.

Losing a peak master, a genius with unlimited potential, and more fatally, the official credibility has been lost. To put it bluntly, the people’s hearts have been lost.

Needless to say, those who resign, but those who do not resign, do not mean they have no opinions in their hearts. They just need to work, but in their hearts, they probably no longer trust the headquarters.

The person surnamed Zhou wanted to manipulate public opinion and discredit Yuanshi Tianzun, and the effect was indeed very good, but now the public opinion is backlash and it is out of control.

This is the cost of manipulating public opinion.

"Grandpa, hasn't he come back yet?" Miao Teng'er asked.

Yun Zhongzi's face suddenly filled with gloom, "Gang Leader Jiang and Palace Master are back. The two alliance leaders found out about this and were extremely angry. Your grandfather and another one were dragged into the spiritual realm for a meeting."

Yun Zhongzi scattered the pine nuts on the ground, turned around and looked at his niece's beautiful face, and said in a deep voice, "Just now, there was news from the Red Sun executioner of Taiyi Sect that Yuanshi Tianzun is the descendant of the Demon Lord."

Yuanshi Tianzun is the Demon Lord Brick?

The news was like a thunder, which struck Miao Teng'er's heart so hard that she swayed and almost fell to the ground.

It was actually him? Then the person that night was also him? Miao Teng'er's vision turned black, and waves of dizziness hit her.

Beijing

A new large manor in the suburbs, covering an area of ​​hundreds of acres, with gardens, sunrooms, large swimming pools, fountains, and castle-like themed buildings.

Security personnel in suits and ties, wearing headsets and armed with pistols, are either standing guard or patrolling.

On the second floor, in the European-style study room, the curtains were tightly closed and there were no lights.

In the silent darkness, a figure suddenly appeared on the high-backed chair behind the old desk.

He has a handsome short ponytail, and his handsome face is as sharp as a knife. Compared to the past, he has become much more condensed, and his temperament has become more mature and majestic.

The suit on his body was in tatters and stained red with blood, and his chest, waist, abdomen, thighs and back were all covered with exposed scars.

Three of his left fingers were broken, and even his face, which was so handsome that it made a woman breathless, was covered with scars.

Fu Qingyang is back.

He looked around the study, not caring about his injuries, and immediately grabbed the phone on the table and turned on the screen.

October 4th, half past one in the morning.

"The error is 12 hours." He nodded with satisfaction. Although he failed to return to reality before October, he finally returned in early October.

Fu Qingyang spent a lot of time in the copy.

He flicked his fingers, and a sword energy roared out and hit the switch at the door.

"Pa da!" The small chandelier lit up, and the sword energy dispersed without destroying the switch.

The light turned on, illuminating his handsome face and the woman on the sofa opposite the desk.

The woman crossed her legs, her beautiful face was cold and majestic, like a queen who controlled the world, and she commented with a cold voice:

"The level of controlling sword energy is so perfect that the Master is envious. I can guarantee that among the scouts, the only one who can compare with you in the micro-control of sword energy is the old man from Jiange."

She took out a bottle of life essence, threw it away gently, frowned and said: "Treat your injury. In less than a month, you have broken through nine dungeons. If you are not talented, don't force it. He is obviously a useless younger brother, but he still likes to show off. , I was much more stable than you when I entered the gang dungeon."

She was not very worried about her useless brother, so she entered the dungeon to watch the battle.

In more than half a month, Fu Kanyang entered nine dungeons in a row, including one S-level dungeon, three A-level dungeons, and five B-level dungeons.

B-level was okay, it was a near miss, but the three A-level and S-level dungeons made Fu Qingyang suffer a lot, either on the edge of life or death, or on the way there.

In fact, he has died several times, and the abundant life liquid in his inventory has been exhausted in half a month.

The healing props were used again and again.

Even so, he almost died in the dungeon. His survival was not only due to his strong foundation and good props (cloak), but also to luck.

Fu Qingxuan didn't understand that he could use a softer method to break through, such as resting for a few days after each dungeon to recharge his batteries, and the risk factor would be greatly reduced.

But Fu Qingyang seemed to be reincarnated, not giving himself a chance to breathe.

"I don't have time." Fu Qingyang said lightly.

Fu Jingxuan was too lazy to ask more questions and said, "Don't enter the gang dungeon again this year. Get used to the level 8 realm, improve your skill proficiency in the domination stage, and try again next year. Let me tell you, the level 8 dungeon will be good for you." Generally speaking, each one has a casualty rate of more than 70%, and the death rate of level 9 dungeons exceeds 90%. If you have no adventure, or there is no qualitative leap in swordsmanship, the peak of level 8 is your ruler. Of course, there is a sword master With the blessing of the cloak knife, you can fight with the 9th-level master."

Fu Qingyang ignored his sister's advice.

Inject the life essence, open the address book, and call Yuanshi Tianzun's mobile phone. Sorry, the phone you dialed is turned off?

It was only one month's copy time, which should be mid-October... Fu Qingyang frowned and dialed Guan Ya's phone number.

"Toot, toot, toot."

The call went through, but no one answered. Just when Fu Qingyang wanted to hang up, the call was finally connected, but the voice that came from the speaker was not Guan Ya's voice, but that of his aunt Fu Xue.

"Qing, Qingyang? Are you back?"

My aunt's voice was nasal and her tone was full of exhaustion.

Fu Qingyang didn't like this good aunt and frowned slightly, "You came to Songhai? Well, I'm back. Tell Guan Ya and Yuan Shi that I will return to Songhai tomorrow."

Just as he finished speaking, he heard sobbing coming from the other side of the phone.

Then Fu Xue choked: "Qingyang, Yuanshi has returned to the spiritual realm!"