The Ancient Vast Realm

Bang——

A crisp sound of broken cups and bowls broke the silence. A beautiful girl stood in front of the house with tears in her eyes. At her feet was a broken earthen bowl, with dark brown medicinal soup spilling on the floor.

Behind the girl, Xuan Ling and Wu Lao stood silently, looking wordlessly at the old man with a peaceful and eternal smile in the room.

Feng Xuan pursed his lips and slowly picked up the wooden figure that had fallen to the ground. When he saw the beautiful appearance of the wooden figure clearly and compared it with the withered old man on the bed, he felt a little dazed.

Fenghua is dead.

There was no complicated funeral, just a small new tomb in the cemetery at the back of Xuanying Mountain.

On top of a cliff, Feng Xuan sat quietly cross-legged. He was not practicing, but just looking at the world in the distance.

"Na"

A jar of strong wine was placed in front of Feng Xuan, and Yin Mo took advantage of the situation and sat next to Feng Xuan.

“Birth, old age, illness, death, and the end of life, can’t we just look past it?”

Looking at Feng Xuan's still silent expression, Yin Mo frowned.

“Not all”

Feng Xuan didn't explain anything. He picked up the wine jar on the ground, took off the mud seal and took a big gulp.

Feng Xuan knew very well that probably no one except his master would know that he was the last member of the Feng clan in the world. Originally, there was still Grandma Fenghua, but now, he, Feng Xuan, is the whole clan.

It's just that these things are of great importance, and his master has reminded him never to reveal them to others, so no one can pour out all the pain Feng Xuan has, so he can only bear it alone.

"The dead are gone, but the living are like this. What are you going to do next?"

Although Yin Mo didn't know what Feng Xuan was thinking, he knew that Feng Xuan would not be defeated easily, no matter what.

"The Day of Devouring the Sky is still more than a month away. I don't believe those guys can be so calm. At least in this Qishan Mountain, no one can escape my eyes."

Feng Xuan slowly raised his head, his eyes were like an abyss.

On Feng Xuan's body, thick black mist surged out, and instantly turned into thousands of pitch-black night crows that flew in all directions, flying towards far away places, and disappeared without a trace within a moment.

"How long can these little things like yours last? If the time is too short, I'm afraid they won't be of much use."

Seeing the night crow flying out of Feng Xuan disappear, Yin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly and said in admiration.

He knew that Feng Xuan could possess these night crows at any time. These night crows were like clones of Feng Xuan, monitoring everything he saw.

“Don’t worry, that’s enough.”

Feng Xuan's eyes were as deep as the endless night.

Although these night crows have little strength and are only transformed by his own disaster energy, as long as there are disasters in the world, these night crows can absorb these disasters to maintain their own existence.

In the following time, Feng Xuan stayed in the Xuanying tribe and did not go anywhere. He spent all day in the tribe improving the strength of the tribe, teaching martial arts, and even refining batches of magical elixirs and secret medicines. By providing it to the tribe, it seemed as if the demonic disaster had been forgotten.

...

Yunwu Mountains

——Chachacha

In the wild forest full of dead branches, withered yellow leaves scattered all over the forest, a man in black robes wearing a cloak walked slowly.

Suddenly, the cloaked man paused, stopped and looked into the depths of the forest and said calmly: "What? An old friend is here, why don't we see him?"

"Hehehe, it's so interesting, we have never been friends--"

As these words fell, the dead leaves in the forest turned up, and a figure like an old farmer, wearing a brown raincoat, leaned on a bare tree branch, holding a bronze pipe in his hand.

The bronze smoke pot is filled with cyan smoke, but if you look closely, what is burning in the pipe is basically a wailing soul.

"Xi, long time no see, there's no need to be so mean when we meet, right?"

The cloaked man took off his cloak, revealing a young and handsome face. He turned out to be the black dragon, one of the three guardians of the Qishan Human Demon Palace!

Looking at this face, Qi narrowed his eyes and then sneered:

"Haha, let me tell you how could you be so nice to this kid? You even didn't hesitate to exchange elixirs from me many times to nourish your body. It turns out that he is your cauldron."

In just an instant, Xiao made a general guess, and at the same time, he became even more fearful and wary of this person.

Although among the demons and demons, Xiao is actually the youngest compared to a few of them, but his cruelty is not inferior to those of them at all, or even more so, and the opponent's talent and strength are not weak, and they are very powerful. Ghost Fox's respect.

Among the several people, even the strongest one did not dare to underestimate this person in the slightest. In Zhe's heart, the danger level of this guy was much higher than that of Zhi Mei.

As for the good-for-nothing Zhi, let’s not mention it. If he couldn’t find a suitable replacement, this guy would have been replaced by Lord Ghost Fox. However, according to the news he has received, this guy may have disappeared forever in the Canglan Mountains. .

"Stop talking nonsense, where are you, Master Mei and Ghost Fox?"

Xiao obviously didn't want to discuss this topic with the other party. He glanced around impatiently and asked with a frown.

"How do I know? But it seems that you and I are the only ones alive now. According to my information, if it is correct, the demon and the charm should not be able to come."

Zha didn't care about Zha's attitude and tapped the tobacco bottle in his hand. Suddenly more green smoke from the tobacco bottle floated out and was inhaled into his nose.

"Huh? Who is it?"

Hearing this, a look of surprise appeared on Xiao's face. He had just come out of the underground palace, and the news was relatively tight. He probably knew something about Xiao, but he didn't expect that even Mei would fall into trouble now.

"Who else could it be? The new city lord of Canglan City. This person is not a good person, so be careful."

Speaking of this, a trace of fear flashed in Xiao's eyes, obviously he was extremely wary of Meng Qi.

At this moment, a black wind blew by, and a figure covered in black robes appeared between the two of them. The face of the man in black was covered with a black mist, making it impossible for outsiders to see his face clearly.

Seeing the person coming, Zha and Zha's expressions changed slightly, and they immediately lowered their heads and said respectfully: "Greetings, Lord Ghost Fox!"

"No need"

Ghost Fox said calmly, then looked directly at the two of them and suddenly his tone became a little serious, and he got straight to the point.

"I believe you also know my situation. Now you two also know our situation. Mengqi is extremely terrifying. All we can count on is the Black Territory Demonic Disaster. Otherwise, the entire Canglan Mountains will no longer be able to survive." Our place of refuge”

The ghost fox stared at the two of them, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes when he saw their unresponsive appearance.

"I wonder what your lord wants?"

Seemingly sensing the coldness in Ghost Fox's eyes, Zha and Zha looked at each other and could no longer pretend to be confused.

"I need the Zimuhusha Formation Flag and the Yin-Yang Wheel in your hands. Give these two things to me."

The two black energy in the ghost fox's hands turned into discs, and each came to Zha and Zha, and then looked at the two of them silently, obviously waiting for their choice.

Hearing Ghost Fox's words, both Zhe and Zhe's expressions changed. Although they were mentally prepared before coming, they couldn't help but hesitate at this time.

Looking at the tumbling black disk in front of them, both the demon and the demon understood what the ghost fox meant. If he agreed, he would put the things on it. If he didn't agree...

For a moment, the three of them fell into an eerie silence, with only the rustling dead leaves seeming to remind them of the passage of time.