spirit walker

Chapter 642 Fu Qingyang Returns

The sound rolled, echoing in the clear northwest sky.

Two three-meter-tall, three-headed and eight-armed ancient gods of war, whose muscles are poured like steel, and covered with strange magic patterns, are beating each other's hard bodies like steel with "bang bang bang".

Hearing the words "Alliance of the Five Elements", the Demon Eye Heavenly King, who had shot real fire, forcibly suppressed his fighting spirit and stopped fighting.

The King of Fear was more flexible, and he kicked open the magic eye, and his tall and burly body shrunk back to normal.

The magic eye immediately returned to its normal form.

The two heavenly kings are both naked on the upper body, with a bronze skirt armor on the lower body, the sun shines on the smooth body, the abdomen is fast and clear, masculine and domineering, brave and good at fighting.

Those who didn't know thought they were filming a costume idol drama.

The Demon Eye King grabbed the sports headband and put it on his forehead.

The King of Fear stepped forward and came to the King of Silver Moon, with an elegant smile on his face yearning for freedom, "It seems that there are unexpected gains."

Yinyue Tianwang nodded, without any nonsense, directly reported:

"Yuanshi Tianzun broke out with demigod-level combat power at the trial meeting, and killed the four masters including Cai Qinhe, completely annihilated in form and spirit, and completely returned to the spiritual realm.

"At the scene, four elders and sixteen senior deacons announced their withdrawal from the Five Elements Alliance, including Ling Jun and Huang Taiji. Among the lower-level official practitioners, more than 200 people announced their withdrawal from the Spirit Realm.

"The Five Elements League has experienced the biggest crisis of trust since its establishment."

The King of Fear smiled happily, tsk-tsk repeatedly:
"The three major freedom organizations and the Five Elements Alliance have been fighting for so many years, and the blow they caused is not as good as their own internal friction, which is interesting and very interesting.

"It's just a pity for Yuanshi Tianzun."

"It's a pity?" Yinyue Tianwang snorted coldly: "If this kid grows up, I'm afraid he will be a demigod again, at worst he will be a ten-year-old. It would be better if he died. Bishop Bing is cheering."

After a pause, he continued to report:
"According to the analysis of the advisory group, this crisis of trust will last for many years. During this period, as long as we put pressure on the Five Elements Alliance, take the initiative to attack and kill the official walkers, the Five Elements League will collapse further, and more and more grassroots walkers will withdraw. official.

"In this way, the official power will weaken and civil organizations will rise, and the power of the lawful camp will be dispersed."

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

Silver Moon God General nodded, and immediately looked at the sculpture-like magic eye, saying:

"Don't you appreciate Yuanshi Tianzun very much, this is a great time for you to take revenge on the officials."

Demon Eye Heavenly King stared blankly at the setting sun in the sky, with a sense of sadness in his expression, "He has returned to the spirit realm, I want to know the truth and specific details of the incident."

He only knew that Yuanshi Tianzun would face the trial of the Five Elements League for "colluding with evil professions" and "killing official elders".

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

According to the official news, evil professions usually only know a rough idea, and more detailed content needs time to explore.

Silver Luna will say:

"Cai Qinhe used the group of aliens in the Wuhen Hotel as bait to set up a trap to kill Yuanshi Tianzun, but the elders he sent out were killed instead, so there was a trial of tricks.

"Hey, Yuanshi Tianzun is just like you, a freak. You are a freelancer, thinking about eradicating rape and evil all day long, but he actually complained for a group of freelancers. Ridiculous!"

To complain for a group of freelancers, to complain for a group of freelancers. This sentence seems to have deeply hurt the King of Magic Eyes, and the bottom of the headband on his forehead was dripping with bright red blood.

It was tears of blood flowing from vertical eyes.

The Demon Eye Heavenly King suddenly hugged his head, bent down, his body trembling non-stop, as if he was enduring some kind of intense pain, blood and tears rushed from his forehead, staining half of his face red.

The King of Fear frowned: "The magic eye?"

He responded with a low laugh: "Ha, ha ha, ha ha ha."

The bent demon eyes laughed, trembling all over, and the laughter became more and more crazy and desolate.

The naked upper body of the demon eye opened one pair after another of red golden magic pupils, they were densely packed, evil and terrifying.

Every vertical eye is spraying golden-red light beams, and each golden-red light beam carries terrifying pollution.

On this day, the bewitching demons in the entire Bing Bishop's headquarters were polluted and fell into a frenzy.

As the setting sun sinks into the horizon, Yin Ji sits in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the apartment building where disciples of the Supreme One Sect gather, silently looking at the city when the lights first come on.

The sadness and pain lingering in my heart, after experiencing it for a day, not only did not dissipate, but it was brewing, rolling, and getting stronger and stronger.

Yuanshi Tianzun's death hit her hard. That young man should have a good impression of her, and he approached her and chatted with her from time to time, wanting to get closer, but keeping a sensible distance.

Yin Ji feels guilty occasionally, her heart has already been filled by the Demon Lord, she cannot accommodate other men, and she really has no way to respond to his favor.But it is undeniable that Yuanshi Tianzun is an excellent opposite sex, and Yin Ji is full of appreciation for him.

Regardless of the relationship between men and women, from a friend's point of view, she likes Yuanshi Tianzun very much, and this friendship even surpasses most of the fellows in the Taiyi Sect.

Yuanshi Tianzun returned to the spiritual realm, which made her feel lost.

The bright starlight rose from the bedroom, interrupting Yin Ji's thoughts, she got up quickly, bowed and saluted:
"teacher!"

The person who came was Elder Hongying.

Elder Hongying looked at her and sighed suddenly: "Still grieving over Yuanshi Tianzun's death? Alas, fortunately you and him didn't develop into lovers, otherwise"

Otherwise, how desperate it would be, first the Demon Lord, then Yuanshi.

Yin Ji bit her lip, tears welled up in her eyes, and she showed her weakness in front of the teacher, "He's not wrong, he's not wrong, he shouldn't end up like this"

Elder Hongying sighed again, "There are no more people, so it's useless to say more. I came here to tell you some news. I think you have the right to know."

Yin Ji took a deep breath and held back her tears, "Say it."

"Just now the Great Elder called us for a meeting and said one thing." Elder Hongying looked at the students with a complicated expression, and paused for several seconds: "Yuanshi Tianzun is the successor of the Demon Lord."

Yin Ji froze for a moment, staring blankly at the teacher.

Elder Hongying smiled wryly: "No one thought that it was him, it was him, and he didn't even detect the tiger amulet."

Yin Ji's mind was in a mess, at a certain moment, the two figures in her mind overlapped, she had too many doubts and puzzles and wanted to seek answers, but it was destined that there would be no answers.

She stood in the room dejectedly, the sadness in her heart surging endlessly.

late at night.

Miao Teng'er was dressed in a plain white long dress, her beautiful hair was pulled up high, without hair accessories and jewelry, it was elegant and simple.

After the trial meeting, she changed into this attire, as if paying homage to someone.

She walked through the lush green yard, bypassed one sun room after another, turned a blind eye to the flattery and intimacy of the small animals on the way, and came to the depths of this "Botanical Research Institute" in a depressed mood.

Under an ancient pine tree, a middle-aged man in a green robe was holding a handful of pine nuts to feed two fat squirrels.

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

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

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

Yun Zhongzi snorted coldly, and sighed again, "In just one day, the headquarters received [-] resignations, and today's trial meeting has seriously damaged the vitality of the Five Elements League."

The loss of a pinnacle master, a genius with unlimited potential.

What's more deadly is that the official credibility is gone.

To put it bluntly: the hearts of the people are lost.

Needless to say, those who resigned did not mean that those who did not resign did not have any objections in their hearts. They just needed to work, but in their hearts, they probably no longer trusted the headquarters.

The one surnamed Zhou wanted to manipulate public opinion and ruin Yuanshi Tianzun's reputation, and the effect was indeed very good, but now the public opinion is backlashing, and it is out of control.

This is the price of manipulating public opinion.

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

Yun Zhongzi's face suddenly filled with gloom, "Governor Jiang and Palace Master are back. The two lords were furious when they found out about these things. Your grandfather and the other eight were called into the spirit realm for a meeting."

"Don't talk about them." Yun Zhongzi sprinkled the pine nuts on the ground, turned around, looked at the beautiful and refined face of his niece, and said in a deep voice:

"Just now, the Red Sun Execution Officer of the Taiyi Sect sent a message that Yuanshi Tianzun is the descendant of the Demon Lord."

Yuanshi Tianzun is the descendant of the Demon King?
This news was like a thunderbolt, which struck Miao Teng'er's heart heavily, causing her body to sway, almost unable to stand still.

It was him?It was him!
So, the person that night was also him?Miao Teng'er's eyes turned black, and she felt dizzy.

Beijing.

Suburban manor, there are several acres of gardens, a sun room, a large swimming pool, a fountain pool, and a castle-like themed building.

Security personnel in suits and leather shoes, wearing headsets, equipped with pistols, or standing guard or patrolling.

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

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

He has a handsome short ponytail, and his handsome face is like a knife cough. Compared with the past, his eyes are much more condensed, and his temperament is more mature and majestic.

The suit on his body was already in tatters and was stained red with blood. His chest, waist, thighs, and back... were covered with explicit scars.

Three of his left fingers were broken, and even the handsome face that made women suffocate was covered with scars.

Fu Qingyang is back.

He looked around the study room, ignoring his injuries, immediately grabbed the phone on the table and turned on the screen.

December 10, 4:02 am.

"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 time in the dungeon.

He flicked his fingers lightly, and a sword qi whizzed out, hitting the switch at the door.

"Clap!"

The small chandelier lit up, and the sword energy scattered without destroying the switch.

The light came on, illuminating his handsome face, and also illuminating the woman in white fur riding boots on the sofa opposite the desk.

The woman crossed her legs, her beautiful face was cold and majestic, like a generation of queens in the palm of her hand, she commented in a cold voice:

"The level of mastery in controlling sword qi is really enviable. I can guarantee that among the scouts, the only one who can compete with you in sword qi micro-manipulation is the old man Jiange."

She took out two bottles of life liquid, threw it lightly, frowned and said:
"Heal your injury. In less than a month, you broke through nine dungeons. If you are not talented, don't force it. You are obviously a useless younger brother, but you still like to show off. When I broke into gang dungeons, I was much more stable than you. "

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

In more than half a month, Fu Qingyang made nine dungeons in a row, including one at S level, three at A level, and five at B level.

The B-level dungeon was okay, it was safe and sound, but the three A-level dungeons and the S-level dungeon made Fu Qingyang suffer a lot, either on the verge of life or death, or on the way to the verge of life and death.

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

Healing items are used over and over again.

Even so, he almost died in the dungeon, and he was able to survive. Apart from his strong foundation and good props (cloak), luck also played a large part.

Fu Qingxuan didn't understand that he could use a more gentle method to break through the level, such as resting for a few days every time he passed a dungeon to recharge his energy, and the risk factor would be greatly reduced.

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

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

Fu Qingxuan was too lazy to ask, and said:
"You don't want to enter the gang dungeon again this year, get used to the realm of level 8, improve the skill proficiency of the domination stage, and try to pass the level next year. Let me tell you, the level 70 dungeon is for you, every one The casualty rate exceeds 9%, and the death rate of the level 90 copy exceeds [-]%.

"If you have no adventures, or if your swordsmanship has not made a qualitative leap, the peak of level 8 is your end. Of course, with the blessing of the sword master's cloak, you can also fight with the master at the beginning of level 9."

Fu Qingyang ignored her sister's persuasive orders, opened the address book while injecting the life source liquid, and dialed Yuanshi Tianzun's mobile phone.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is off"

shutdown?His copy time for this month should be mid-October. Fu Qingyang frowned and called Guan Ya instead.

"Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo."

The phone did go through, but no one answered.

Just when Fu Qingyang was about to hang up the phone, it was finally connected, but the voice that came out of the speaker was not Guan Ya's voice, but Aunt Fu Xue.

"Qing, Qingyang? You're back?"

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

Fu Qingyang didn't like this 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 after he finished speaking, he heard sobbing from the phone.

Then Fu Xue choked up: "Qingyang, Yuanshi has returned to the spirit realm."

PS: The typo is corrected first and then corrected.

(End of this chapter)