King Feng's face was a little gloomy.

"You have even hit the territory of Taizu's fists for thousands of miles, and the magical weapons are in your hands. Do you have no confidence to sweep the world again?"

Grandma in red responded in a faint way:

"You must remember that Taizu, Taizong, Xuanzong and others have planned for two hundred years, just for you!"

King Feng was silent immediately and said after a moment:

"Han Tinggong is proficient in Fengshui fortune. Can he join him?"

"impossible!"

As if thunder flashed by, the grandma in red shouted:

"For two hundred years of hardship, the divine weapon hates us deeply. If others come, the divine weapon will definitely choose it as the main one! Except for you and me, anyone knows this news!

only,

Kill! Kill! Kill!!!”

The wind was howling in the tunnel, and the corridors were filled with thunder and rumbled.

In the rushing airflow, King Feng wiped away the dust from his face and nodded indifferently:

"I understand."

.........

Dafeng is 30,000 miles north of the north, an extremely bitter and cold place.

This place is located on the Arctic, with extremely fierce environments. Nearly half of them are ice oceans, with very few lands, almost no human beings, and even very few animals that can survive.

Surrounded by several ice oceans, there is a land where ice peaks stand.

Among them, there is a mountain range that stands up to the sky, like the backbone of the heaven and earth, penetrates into the sky.

This mountain was originally nameless, but now it is called the Six Prisons Holy Mountain.

On it is located at the Six Prison Demon Sect.

Above the Ice Peak, there is a silence in the Six Prison Demon Sect, which looks like a mortal village, with only the wind and snow roaring, as if there is no one in the crowd for a long time.

Trepid ~

But just as a golden light passed by.

A figure suddenly rose from the ground in the wind and snow. As the waves rolled, it jumped a hundred feet, grabbing the golden-feathered eagle that flew past like an arrow in its hand.

boom!

The man landed on the ground and caused a gust of wind and waves.

In the cold wind like a sharp blade, his majestic body as big as a dragon, and his head, which was smooth in appearance and could not even be seen in his facial features.

Without faces, he can change all kinds of things.

This person is the leader of the Hell Demon Sect, the ever-changing Demon Lord, and the Sheep and Snake.

"Sheep Snake! Stop your mouth!"

A cold snorted from the village.

A thin old man appeared like a ghost, his voice was cold:

"This is the Golden Feather Eagle of the Dafeng court. It should be here to find the sect leader, so you dare to kill him."

"metropolitan......."

The tall and burly man almost killed the Golden Feather Eagle, but he let go as if he was electrocuted when he heard this.

Let the golden-feathered eagle run away screaming.

Trepid ~

Trepid ~

The golden-feathered eagle screamed in horror, flew into the air, and suddenly accelerated, as if it was about to hit the iceberg and die.

"Oh, this beast is so angry!"

The old man with ghost face changed his expression and was about to take action to capture him.

Buzz ~

Suddenly, ripples rippled in the sky.

A slender and crystal-like palm that looked like the most perfect creature in the world was poked out, and the golden-feathered eagle that broke through the sound barrier and escaped.

The two looked up.

I saw a face looming in the sky filled with the wind whistling.

The face was indifferent and sacred, like a god or a demon, and people dared not look directly at it.

Once it appeared, the cold wind above the sky seemed to stop.

"metropolitan!"

The old man and the man were both shocked and fell to the snow.

The owner of this face is Pang Wanyang, the leader of the Six Prison Demon Sect who has been the first in the world for decades and is known as the closest thing to the heavenly beings.

The supreme existence of the Six Prisons Demon Sect.

"Daoist Wang Quan..."

The sound of clear Yue like a collision of gold and jade flows down:

"Sheep, go to Dafeng and send me a letter..."

"yes!"

The sheep snake slowly stood up and then fell from the sky, like a letter made of ice and snow, or like a letter made of white jade.

There are no words on it.

Before he finished speaking, the figure of the sheep snake disappeared into the wind and snow.

He actually crossed the peak of hundreds of feet and jumped into a sky of ten thousand feet.
Chapter completed!