Yuncang Mountain.

Green pines and cypresses, waterfalls and flowing springs, purple spiritual energy pours down on the cliff like a waterfall, like a purple dragon hanging upside down.

This is a first-class blessed land, like the place where the divine dwells.

However, at this time, there was a layer of shadow shrouded on Yuncang Mountain.

Li Duxing returned seriously injured and fell into a coma as soon as he arrived at the camp.

He is the leading master in the imperial camp. He has the cultivation level of the Eight Tribulations of Eternal Life. Within two years, he is destined to enter the Nine Tribulations of Eternal Life.

If this accident is not the case, two years later, Li Duxing will represent the finale of the empire and go to Guandao Mountain to discuss the battle.

But an accident happened today!

"This is a conspiracy!"

"It must be the murderer of the All-Race Alliance, because everyone knows that in the Guandao Mountain debate two years later, Li Duxing is the key figure on our side."

Angry voices were everywhere on Yuncang Mountain.

When Lin Xun and Ye Xiaoqi and the others returned, they saw this scene.

Li Duxing was injured!

This made Lin Xun frown.

Ye Xiaoqi said angrily: "It goes without saying that it must be the cause of the All-Race Alliance. When we were back on the way back, weren't we also ambushed by the miscellaneous parts of the Feather Spirit Clan?"

Ye Hongxue and the others nodded.

Lin Xun said: "Now, these are useless, let's go and see Li Duxing first."

"good."

Ye Xiaoqi nodded.

...

On the hillside of Yuncang Mountain, there are rows of buildings, all of which are piled up with huge and hard rocks.

In front of one of the temples, there were figures, including men and women, and they all looked very young, but their aura was more amazing than the other.

The weakest ones are all in the cultivation level of the Second Tribulation of the Longevity!

In the empire, this is a terrifying force that is enough to intimidate the world, but it is very common in this blood-killing battlefield.

"Brother Qin, what's wrong with Li Duxing? Have you woken up?"

"Brother Qin, did he tell who the murderer was?"

The noisy sound sounded, and everyone's face had a different look, including anger, gloomy, worry and anxiety.

But at this time, many eyes looked at one person in unison.

The man stood in front of the hall, wearing a golden robe, a tall crown and a belt, with a handsome face, calm and moderate appearance, and there were several men accompanying him, which made him look as if he was standing out in the crowd.

This person is Qin Feiyu.

In the Yuncangshan Empire camp, it is not only extremely powerful in combat, but also extremely prestige.

Qin Feiyu said loudly: "You don't need to worry. If there is any news, I will tell you as soon as possible."

"Can I go in and take a look at Fellow Daoist Li?"

Someone asked.

Qin Feiyu shook his head and said solemnly: "At this critical moment, what Li Duxing needs is healing and repair, not visiting him. You should go back."

"Hmph, Zhao Jinglin and the others can get in, why can't we get in?"

Someone snorted coldly.

Qin Feiyu glanced up and saw that it was Ning Meng, the legitimate grandson of the Iron Blood King Ning, who was not returning, and he frowned and said unhappily: "They are to help Li Duxing heal her wounds. It is better for you Ning Meng to avoid causing trouble."

Ning Meng was furious: "You said I was causing trouble? I still suspect that you were causing trouble. Who doesn't know that Li Duxing disliked the most? But now you control this place and pretend to heal him. This is clearly the weasel wishes the chicken a New Year, and he has no good intentions!"

The crowd was restless and many people smiled bitterly.

Ning Meng has the most hot temper and a domineering temperament. He is not in the same group as Qin Feiyu and the others.

Over the past decade, they have fought openly and secretly for countless times. Everyone knows that both Ning Meng and Qin Feiyu and others don’t like each other.

"Ning Meng, when is it now? You are still making trouble!"

Qin Feiyu's face darkened and his eyes were cold, "If it were other times, I would have tolerated you three points, but if you dare to cause trouble at this time, don't blame me for being rude!"

Ning Meng stood up suddenly, and his majestic figure was like a hill, giving people a full of oppression. He said coldly: "You're welcome? Come on, I want to see how you will be rude, and you're not afraid to tell you, whoever dares to stop me today will be my enemy!"

As he said that, he strode forward.

Qin Feiyu's face turned ugly and he waved, "You guys come on together and bomb this rude guy away!"

Around him, a group of men and women stood up with bad looks.

"Group attack? I really look down on your Grandpa Ning, but just these guys are not enough!"

Ning Meng was disdainful and his power became more and more compelling.

"What if I add me?"

Qin Feiyu said coldly.

"Not you can do it."

Ning Meng said without hesitation.

"Hmph! Others are afraid of you, I'm not afraid, get out of here!"

Suddenly, a figure rushed out of the hall, like a blood-colored thunder. With a roar, it rushed out with a terrifying aura of destruction and slapped Ning Meng with a palm.

This is a young man in red robe. He has a violent aura, a fierce look, and is extremely powerful and domineering. He just started to attack.

There was a burst of exclamation in the field and the crowd dispersed.

Seventh Prince Zhao Jingfeng!

Ning narrowed his eyes blindfolded, revealing a solemn look, and waved his palm to fight against it without hesitation.

boom!

Amid the terrifying collision, Ning Meng retreated several steps backwards, his face turning blue and white, which made him look ugly.

At the same time, Zhao Jingfeng, wearing a red robe, floated to the ground and said with a stern expression: "Do you get out by yourself, or let me continue to do it?"

There was silence in the field.

Many people showed fear. Zhao Jingfeng was the most fierce among the imperial princes, with extremely fierce combat power and the most cruel person.

"Get out quickly."

"I don't know how to do it, and I insist on letting the Seventh Prince do it myself. Isn't this a humiliation?"

Qin Feiyu and others sneered, their expressions full of mockery.

Ning Meng's face was gloomy and said angrily: "I said, whoever doesn't let me in today will be my enemy!"

He took a deep breath, and the fighting spirit in his eyes boiled.

It is true that he asked himself that he was not Zhao Jingfeng's opponent, but he had to come, it was very simple, because Li Duxing was his brother!

Now on Yuncang Mountain, Shi Yu, Gong Ming and Ye Xiaoqi have not returned yet, and he is the only one left. At this time, he must not retreat.

"You are not convinced when you ask you to get out. Since that's the case, you kneel here to repent!"

A fierce look flashed in Zhao Jingfeng's eyes, and his whole body exuded a violent aura, like an angry ancient beast.

boom!

When he spoke, he rushed out without hesitation, and his bloody thunder rolled around his body, his power was terrifying, and he slapped Ning Meng with another palm.

The palm power was powerful and domineering, and the laws were flowing, and it was full of fierceness and shocking the world, just like a blood-colored thunder struck by, which was shocking.

Some people could no longer help avoiding it, unable to withstand such terrible oppression, and were worried about being affected.

Some people expressed their feelings of unbearableness and sighed in their hearts, why bother with this? How could anyone provoke the Seventh Prince?

Qin Feiyu and the others were all sneering. Ning Meng was indeed a brainless reckless man. He would definitely not know how to fight against the Seventh Prince!

At the same time, Ning Meng also felt great pressure, but he did not retreat, and an unprecedented sense of determination appeared in his expression.

He can't retreat!

Because he couldn't believe Qin Feiyu and his group, he didn't believe that they would kindly heal Li Duxing's wounds.

He even suspected that this time Qin Feiyu and the others controlled this place, for fear that they still had ulterior motives, and wanted to be detrimental to Li Duxing, who was seriously injured and unconscious!

At this time, as a brother, how could he retreat?

Boom!

The void was rolling violently, causing a deafening roar.

Zhao Jingfeng's palm power had already broken and killed. Just as Ning Meng gathered all his strength and wanted to launch an attack, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
To be continued...