Fengyunlu

Speaking of resentment, how could he not be filled with anger?

Just think about it, his old friend of many years suddenly met with a disaster, and he didn't even have the chance to visit him before he passed away. That's not all. Although he tried his best to track down his enemy and finally succeeded in revenge, the guy refused to admit whether he was the real murderer before he died. Luo Hongchen pressed the question hard, but the people in prison kept their mouths shut. Even the Demon King couldn't give a clear answer, only saying that he didn't leave the Fairy Demon Island that year. As for who started spreading the rumors, he had no idea.

Not to mention, the once declining poor family suddenly prospered again, which led to the death of his most proud disciple, and the murderer turned out to be his old friend. The old friend was gone, but suddenly reappeared as a mortal enemy. Faced with such a situation, who can say that he didn't have some resentment in his heart?

Luo Hongchen certainly had reason to feel resentful, but his resentment was not only because of the unfortunate experience of his own disciple and his old friend, but more out of a mentality of hating iron for not being able to make steel. He resented the other party for being self-degrading, resented the other party for not asking right from wrong, resented the other party for not distinguishing right from wrong, resented...

After all, Luo Hongchen's resentment is difficult to calm down, more difficult to calm down than his anger, and more difficult to calm down than his hatred.

"Forget it, you have your plan, if you don't want to say it, then don't say it..." Luo Hongchen suddenly sighed. He was also a decisive person, otherwise the Immortal Journey Avenue would not be easy to practice. Therefore, he decided to let go of the past friendship and stop entangled.

"You and I have been friends for two hundred years, but today, in this Thunder Mountain, our relationship ends here." Luo Hongchen said as he rolled up a sharp blade in his hand, and the cold light of the blade slashed directly at his messy hair. A few strands of old hair fluttered, Luo Hongchen gently pinched one of them, and smiled faintly: "Haha, old friend! I owed you a favor, but I also helped you avenge a great revenge, so we are even now, and our friendship has come to an end."

After Luo Hongchen finished speaking, he gently twisted his hand, and a wisp of red fire glowed with red flames, burning the strand of hair directly. A wisp of light smoke rose, and the fire went out. Mo Wenjian's eyes shrank slightly, and the expression in his eyes fluctuated a little, but this change was too subtle to be easily noticed by others.

Luo Hongchen didn't even look at it, nor did he want to. At this moment, his eyes were cold, and his whole body exuded a chill: "Next, Feng boy encountered an unexpected disaster, and the culprit was your secret attack three years ago. Although his youngest son survived, it is difficult to avenge him now, so I, an old man, had to do it for him. Moreover, Thunder Mountain suffered a disaster today because of you. Many disciples of the Thunderbolt Hall have suffered. I will avenge these young people who used to be kind and righteous. In short, if you want to leave today, I, an old man, will let you stay here even if it costs my life! ”

The wind whistled in my ears, as if it was whispering some secret to me. As soon as Luo Hongchen finished speaking, he swung the gleaming blade in his hand and slashed at Mo Wenjian without hesitation.

Facing this sudden attack, Mo Wenjian did not choose to dodge, but took the blow head on. The power of the blow was so great that it not only tore his cloak into pieces, but also tore his robe into tatters. Through the torn clothes, blood could be seen oozing from his body.

"Hmph!" Luo Hongchen snorted coldly. He knew very well in his heart that the sharp edge of Mo Wenjian's sword was unstoppable. Even if there was external force acting on him, it would be difficult to hurt his body.

However, the sharp blade in his hand is not an ordinary one. This blade was given to him by Mo Wenjian himself. It has the power of the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon, and can easily cut off a person's flesh and blood, and even cut off a person's Dao. No matter how proud you are, facing the sharpness of this blade, it is difficult to resist its power. Luo Hongchen took out this knife just to cut it in half. Now he chopped it down with a knife, and Mo Wenjian did not dodge. If he chopped it down again, Mo Wenjian would definitely be seriously injured, and it would be difficult for the mansion to hold on.

However, Luo Hongchen did not continue the action. He threw the knife aside and said, "You, Mo Wenjian, should bear this blow. Don't even think about dodging the next one."

After saying that, Luo Hongchen waved his hand downwards, motioning Fengchen to come forward and speak: "Come, come to your master."

Although Feng Chen was a little confused, since it was the master's call, he naturally had to go forward. He immediately looked at Zhuang Mo, who immediately understood what he meant. With a wave of his hand, Hong Zhong turned into a beam of light yellow light and disappeared in his palm.

Feng Chen walked forward quickly, knelt down and kowtowed, then asked directly: "Little Feng Chen greets Master, I wonder what important matter Master has summoned me for?"

"Okay, learn to stand up and talk like your father." Luo Hongchen looked down at Fengchen, curled his lips, and pulled him up.

Afterwards, Luo Hongchen looked at Fengchen, stretched out his hand and said, "Old Bai said that your father's magic weapon is on you, take it out and let me, an old man, stab him a few times."

"This..." Feng Chen was stunned. The Snow Night Flying Eagle Spear had already been transformed into the power of a divine weapon and was refined and absorbed by him. What could he hand over at this moment?

"Hmm?" Luo Hongchen frowned when he saw him hesitating.

Feng Chen was afraid that he might misunderstand, so he quickly explained: "Before, Jiuyou made trouble and I couldn't refine my body. My father used his spirit body to help me repair it. Now the cold spear has been refined and absorbed by me, so I can't take it out."

"Weapon spirit?" Luo Hongchen's eyes jumped. This was his most proud disciple. When the Great Wind Art was released, even he, the emperor, was shocked. Now, hearing that the disciple turned into a weapon spirit after his death, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

ah~

That day, old man Tong said that boy Feng could open up the Cang Road. If he hadn't died, with his talent, he might really be able to achieve great things in the future. It's a pity...

"Ah!" Luo Hongchen sighed heavily, the hatred in his eyes grew deeper, and he unconsciously turned his head to look at Mo Wenjian.

Feng Chen was smart and could tell at a glance that Luo Hongchen was not willing to take action. Otherwise, he might have injured Mo Wenjian with two consecutive strikes. Why would he bother to go far and talk about the cold spear? In the end, he just couldn't bear to take action.

However, Feng Chen knew that he had taken action that year, and realized that the person in front of him might be the culprit of his Feng family's catastrophe. Although there might be some misunderstandings in the middle, everything was Luo Hongchen's guess, but Mo Wenjian said nothing and did not make any explanation, which was probably the case. What else is there to consider?

Feng Chen took a step forward and said to Luo Hongchen, "Master, although my father's magic weapon is not here, I, Feng Chen, can take action now. Why don't I go forward and give him two slashes, which can also be regarded as a way for my Feng family to vent their anger. If nothing happens, it won't be too late to seek revenge on him when I succeed in my Xuan cultivation in the future."

As he said that, Feng Chen took two more steps, bent down and picked up the sharp blade that Luo Hongchen had just thrown. He saw clearly along the way that Mo Wenjian seemed to have a special feeling for this magic weapon. Since he took out this magic weapon, his eyes always glanced at it intentionally or unintentionally. Just now, this cold blade entered his body, and he didn't even dodge. It seems that this magic weapon touched his mind and made him not know what to do for a while.

"Okay, then... just go." Luo Hongchen was a man who could understand Feng Chen's thoughts just by listening to his voice. This was to give him a way out, saying that he was avenging his father and venting the anger of the Feng family, but it was just to tell him not to worry about it. He would avenge the Feng family today if he could, and if he couldn't, it was fate, and he would talk about other things in the future. As for picking up the cold blade, it was also a gamble that Mo Wenjian would not dodge again.

"Thank you, Master!" Feng Chen nodded, knowing that Luo Hongchen had finally let go of the heavy stone in his heart, and he didn't have to worry about it anymore. He knew very well that he wanted revenge, but as a descendant of the Feng family and the son of Feng Wanlin, he was born with a bit of arrogance. Although he could get revenge with the help of others, he would definitely feel uncomfortable in the future. Feng Chen firmly believed that even if his father's soul was here now, he would support him in doing so. After all, there was also an opportunity for him to persist and gain experience. As long as he worked hard, everything would be possible in the future.

As for the other people present, Lei Gong from the Thunderbolt Hall was the leader, and the Demon King from the Han Clan was the head. Not to mention those outside the Thunder Pool, just the few people around him were not simple at all. Their minds were unfathomable, and at least they could see through the situation on the surface.

Feng Chen walked forward slowly. Everyone could guess what he was thinking, but no one stepped forward to point it out, and no one intervened. After all, Lei Gong had always protected Feng Chen, and tried to support everything he did. As for what Feng Chen would choose, everyone tried to remain a bystander.

As for the Han Clan, they had managed to stabilize the current situation with great difficulty. With the Demon King and a ruthless character like Mo Wenjian, it was a sure thing that they could retreat unscathed today. As long as they didn't mess up the situation, once Mo Wenjian left, no one could stop him, and they would retreat as well. By then, everyone's goal would have been basically achieved, so who would be willing to come forward and disrupt this rare balance?

However, despite everyone's best plans, an accident still happened. The demon in Mo Wenjian's hand woke up at this moment. From his roar, it could be heard that something in his body seemed to have exploded. He was covered in black mist, and in the steam, it seemed that something was trying to break free.

Uh~

"Hurry...go...uh~" Moqiu squeezed out two words with great effort. It was obvious that he had reached his limit.

Mo Wenjian still had a calm face, and slowly sent a trace of true energy. Moqiu's condition improved slightly, but he just stopped groaning. Then, he used a trace of sharp power and drilled into the black fog, flashing a trace of cold light. There seemed to be something in the black fog that was very scared, and it squirmed a few times and slowly drilled inside.

The demon king frowned, and after a moment he suddenly realized something. He shook his head, walked to the side of Mo Wenjian, and took out an unknown treasure. The treasure was emitting a dark green light, and it was hard to see inside. The demon king reached out and threw the treasure into the black fog. Mo Qiu finally recovered, said thank you with difficulty, and then fainted again. It was unknown when he would wake up.

This scene was seen by Fairy Ji Yao in the distance. The Yao Chi Fairyland where she was was one of the five great emperors of the righteous path. Behind the emperor was the Fairy Master of Yao Chi. Fairy Ji Yao knew something about some things. She quietly sent a divine thought to Luo Hongchen: "Grandpa Luo, there is something serious going on with that demon. We can't be soft-hearted now."

Luo Hongchen understood immediately. He was resurrected by his old friend and had two enemies. He was a little confused and forgot the real purpose of this trip. The mysterious formation in the thunder pool was left by the ancients. There are five passes in the world with it, and each one is crucial. The words passed down by the emperor in the past were passed down by word of mouth. These five passes must not be lost, otherwise the world will be in chaos, Xuanmen will no longer exist, and even the people of the world, including ghosts and monsters, will suffer a great disaster. The real disaster is coming.

"Little Fengchen, come back quickly, your master will take action personally." After saying that, without waiting for Fengchen to respond, Luo Hongchen flashed forward, grabbed him, and used his backhand soft force to throw him towards Long Tiexin in the distance.

Long Tiexin used the force to stabilize his body and protected Fengchen in the Immortal Absolute Formation. At the same time, his eyes moved, and Lei Gong and Fairy Ji Yao also looked up to the outside of the Thunder Pool.

The fight begins!

The shouts and cries outside the mine pool were deafening. Someone shouted at the top of his lungs that no one should be spared. Before the words fell, a bright light flashed and a large group of people rushed towards the mine pool like a tide.

From the southeast and northeast of Leiming Mountain, two groups of reinforcements are rushing in. Judging from their appearance, listening to their voices, and looking at the direction they are coming from, the southeast ones are reinforcements from the Cangyun Sect, and the northeast ones are support from the Han Clan.

The reinforcements from the southeast were led by Jiu Tian Yuan Jun, followed closely by Bai Xiyuan and Bai Xide. The team from the northeast was led by three Taoists, followed by a large group of people. They were the team that followed the Demon King to rescue the Fairy Concubine.

As soon as the two reinforcements arrived at Leiming Mountain, before entering the Thunder Pool, they each found their own team, greeted each other, explained the situation, and then rushed into the battlefield together. The fighting around them was already fierce, but the leaders knew that they could not waste a moment, so they left their men behind and hurried to the Thunder Pool.

"Master, Immortal Lord!!"

Jiutian Yuanjun was the first to arrive, and landed directly next to Ji Yao as soon as he entered the thunder pool.

The people from the Han Sect also arrived: "Sir, Hall Master, we, White Wolf, Old Ape, and Green Lion, are late. The disciples in the hall are waiting outside."

The Demon King waved his hand, signaling his three subordinates that they could wait on the side with the Blood Crow. As for the battle outside the Thunder Pool, the two sides were evenly matched, so just let them continue and don't worry about it.

They stood aside obediently. At this time, Bai Xiyuan came over. When he arrived in the middle of the thunder pool, his eyes involuntarily fell on A Li and Zhuang Mo beside him. As for the Demon King, because his aura was restrained and did not attract much attention, he was not taken seriously for the time being.

However, Bai Xide, who was following behind him, kept looking at the demon king, and finally asked, "Excuse me, is this the leader of the Seven Kings of the Poor Family, the demon king Cat Demon?"