Chapter 1396

Yang Feng decided to go to the city in person after dark to visit zhenhuangzong. Su is really good.

As it was still a few hours before dark, everyone rested in the woods and looked at the Dingjun city in the distance. Yang Feng felt heavy. The dark wall, like a long dragon, was the first obstacle for him to enter the third world, blocking the west of Pudu gate.

move westward!

All the way west, until the gate of life and death, until the first world, until jiuchongtian, this is Yang Feng's dream for many years.

For this dream, he never gave up and dared not give up. For this dream, I don't know how many people have paid their precious lives to overthrow the emperor of heaven. This is also Yang Feng's ultimate dream. Just, can he realize this dream? It's very difficult, really difficult.

The former Qing emperor and the Red Emperor, these imperial level masters in ancient times, far more powerful than the ten saints, failed to overthrow the emperor in the end. Can you do it yourself.

There is also the nether world mansion, which his father Yang Jiuding painstakingly established. It is so powerful. The strong are like clouds and there are many experts. The original nether world mansion was countless times stronger than his current Purdue gate, but it failed in the end.

Hoo Hoo!

The breeze blew and stood in the woods. Yang Feng looked forward with deep eyes. He was a little confused.

In a foreign country, in the third world, he is indeed a little confused. This feeling of confusion has never appeared.

"Yang Feng."

Princess Zijing came over and said, "don't be afraid of the distance. As long as you are firm, you will be able to complete your dream."

Yang Feng was sober, smiled and said, "I have never been afraid, nor have I been afraid of the distance of the road, because in my whole life, I have only one dream. For this dream, I am willing to bet my life."

"OK, we'll stay with you." Princess Zijing said seriously.

"Thank you."

Yang Feng is sincerely grateful. He is very grateful to Princess Zijing for accompanying his mother through countless ups and downs, and now he is accompanying himself.

I and my mother owe Princess Zijing too much.

"Sect leader, I dare not say that I can accompany you to the end, but I can guarantee that as long as I Feng Dong is still alive, I will fight side by side with you. No matter how dangerous, even if I die, I will not be afraid and have no regrets." Feng Dong said seriously.

"Ha ha, good, good, this road is full of crisis, life and death are unpredictable, but I am not afraid, because I have you and I have Purdue gate."

Yang Feng was full of pride, and his worries were swept away.

Du Qinglong, as well as the experts of the eight pole gate, are in a fog. They don't know what Yang Feng and others say. They only know that Yang Feng is the master of the Purdue gate.

Yang Feng can't tell them the secret. No one knows Yang Feng's secret except those closest to him.

The sky gradually darkened, and a red sun gradually set on the top of the mountain.

sundowners!

The sunset in Dingjun city is beautiful. The clouds in the sky seem to be red by the fire. No, it seems to be red by blood.

The demon red cloud is very strange and frightening.

"The sky has a strange image. It seems that something big is going to happen in Dingjun city." Looking at the horizon, Princess Zijing looked very calm.

"Can you watch stars, too?" Yang Feng asked.

"Ha ha!"

Princess Zijing smiled and said, "a little."

This is also normal. After all, Princess Zijing followed her father.

"It's dark. Wait for me here. I'll go to the city with Lord Dumen." Yang Feng ordered.

"OK, be careful." Princess Zijing asked.

"Master, be careful in everything." Feng Dong worried.

"Brother Yang, father, we are waiting for you here." Du Xianer was also worried.

After saying goodbye to the crowd, Yang Feng and Du Qinglong quickly flew towards Dingjun city. At dusk, their figure was so vague and small.

Looking at Yang Feng's disappearance, Princess Zijing said to Feng Dong, "we don't want to be idle. We'll be ready at any time. Once Yang Feng and them are in danger, we'll go out and kill them. Even if it's bloody and dark, we can't let Yang Feng and them be in danger."

"It's natural."

Feng Dong nodded solemnly. Yang Feng is the sect leader and can't have an accident. Once Yang Feng has an accident, the Purdue gate will be over, so Feng Dongning doesn't want Yang Feng to have an accident.

Du xian'er also looked at the people behind him and said, "listen, rest in place and save your energy. After dark, we'll be close to Dingjun city. Once my father and brother Yang are in danger, we'll rush in and rescue brother Yang."

"Yes."

They all answered in unison that these people were all members of the eight pole gate, different from the previous masters, so they listened to Du Xianer and Du Qinglong.

.....

At dusk, Yang Feng and Du Qinglong quickly flew in the forest. In this forest, towering ancient trees everywhere, towering ancient trees, pavilions and tall trees covered the afterglow of the sunset, but did not affect their sight, because they were the strong ones in the realm of Yuanshen.

During the flight, Yang Feng's consciousness entered the small space.

In that small space, Qiu Jinse lay quietly on a bed. She was so quiet and beautiful.

Yang Feng smiled and thought to himself, "Jinse, I have come to the third world. I am about to look for the life soul bead of the Yellow Emperor. After I find the life soul bead, you can wake up. Jinse, you must wait for me, wait for me..."

If Qiu Jinse wakes up and can see the sunset with her, it will be so beautiful.

In the past, when autumn was beautiful, Yang Feng seldom watched the sunset with her because he had no time.

One day in the future, if there is such a day, he will watch the sunset with Qiu Jinse. Under the sunset, they snuggle up to each other, look at the beauty of the sunset and tell about the future. It's so romantic.

"Lord Yang!"

Du Qinglong shouted and said, "if you can, let's go into the city without knowing the ghost. Don't scare the snake."

"It's natural."

Yang Feng didn't want to enter the city in a big way, and there was a vigorous World War I. all the experts in Dingjun city and all the strong men in Da Luo Tianfu knew that he was coming. He knew that Yang Feng had entered the city and the master of Pudu gate had come in.

Yang Feng is not so stupid. This is the territory of Da Luo Tianfu.

The reason why he was able to kill the Dingjun city during the day was not only because of strength, but also because of luck. If there were many strong people in the great Luo Tianfu at that time, it would be difficult for Yang Feng to rush out.

"Lord Du, how much do you know about Zhenhuang sect?" Yang Feng asked.

After hesitating for a moment, Du Qinglong said, "Zhenhuang sect has more than 20 Yuanshen realm masters. In Dingjun City, the strong Yuanshen realm is second only to the sect of Dalao Tianfu, but the strong Yuanshen realm of Zhenhuang sect can't be measured by quantity compared with other sects."

"Yes!"

Yang Feng nodded in agreement.

This is indeed a fact. Zhenhuang sect is different from other sects. In fact, whether a power is strong or not does not depend on how many Yuanshen masters there are. It depends on the strength and accomplishments of these masters.

For example, in a sect, if there are ten Yuanshen primary masters, it sounds like a large number and seems very powerful, but if the strength is not strong, it is not as strong as a Yuanshen secondary master.

"Lord Dumen, have you seen Su really?" Yang Feng asked.

"I saw this once or twice, but there was no intersection, and I didn't even say a few words. After all, Su is really that kind of elder. What kind of status is it? We are just the head of the Baji gate. We are not qualified to associate with him."

Du Qinglong shook his head helplessly. In Dingjun City, his Baji sect is a second and third rate sect, so he is not qualified to have real contact with Su.

People come together in groups. The friends everyone can contact are closely related to their own abilities. For example, a poor person cannot communicate with the rich, while an ordinary rich person cannot communicate with those tycoons. His own situation determines the surrounding environment.

"In your opinion, will su really join hands with me?" Yang Feng asked again.

"This......"

Du Qinglong hesitated and said, "master Yang, it's really hard for me to answer this question, because I don't know."

"Ha ha!"

Yang Feng smiled, and then rushed away with Du Qinglong like streamer.

In fact, not only Du Qinglong doesn't know, even if he doesn't know, but he has to try anyway. Whether Su is really willing to join hands or not, Yang Feng has to try it himself.

After dusk, night comes!

Under the night sky, the Dingjun city in front is like a black dragon crawling around the earth. The dark city wall exudes an extremely powerful pressure, as if no one can invade it, otherwise it will die.

This dark city has been operating for many years. The great law court has the final say, they are king.

Even a sect like Zhenhuang sect dare not make enemies with Da Luo Tianfu, let alone other small sects.

There are several experts guarding the city wall.

"Listen, it's not peaceful recently. Everyone should be careful." An expert from Da Luo Tianfu said seriously.

"Yes."

The crowd nodded and said, "Yang Feng, the boy, dares to make trouble here. I'm tired of living."

"Hum, Dingjun city belongs to us. It belongs to our da Luo Tianfu. It's just that we don't kill Da Luo Tianfu to the fourth world. But Yang Feng dares to call Dingjun city. Our ancestors are there. When he comes, he will die. Sooner or later, he will be cut by his ancestors."

"All right, all right, stop talking nonsense. It's only a matter of time before Yang Feng dies, but we..."

The little leader was talking, but suddenly there was no sound. He stood there straight and his eyes were dim.

"Captain, Captain, what's the matter with you?"

The guards were curious and shouted a few times, but the team leader still didn't respond and stood there.

"Captain."

An expert walked over and gently pushed it.

Boom!

Their team leader suddenly fell to the ground and died.

"This..."

These experts were shocked. What's the matter? The team leader was talking just now, but now he died. He died strangely.

"No, there is..."

A Master seemed to realize something and wanted to shout, but as soon as he spoke, he died silently. Then, the rest of the masters died unknowingly.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Just after all these masters died, two figures came and stood on the wall.

"Lord Yang, I didn't expect you to have this magic power. You can kill these golden elixir masters by your mind thousands of miles away."

Du Qinglong admires Yang Feng's means. Thousands of meters away, he can kill these golden elixir masters only with his mind. He is ashamed of such magic power and means.

"It's just a small skill." Yang Feng smiled faintly, then picked up the people who fell to the ground, and then hardened their bodies.

These dead elixir masters still stand upright on the wall as if they were still alive.

Dingjun city is too big, so it is difficult and almost impossible to hold it. Of course, Da Luo Tianfu knows it well, but he still sends family experts to hold the city wall.

I don't really want to guard the city. It's just a symbol. The city belongs to their family.

After jumping down the city wall, they quickly walked on the dotted streets in Dingjun city.

There are many streets in the city. One by one, they are like spider webs. Walking in this street, it seems that you have entered a maze.

Because it is night, there are not many people in the streets.

This is different from ordinary cities. In the fourth world, ordinary cities, once at night, lights are bright everywhere and the streets are crowded, people who have worked all day will go out and play crazily at night.

But in Dingjun City, ordinary people with the lowest strength are very strong. They all want to practice and want to become peerless experts. Therefore, at night, most people will choose to practice.

Under the night sky!

On the dark street, two figures shuttle constantly. The speed of the two people is very fast, just like a blink. Every time they step out, they will appear 100 meters away when they appear again. The figure like a ghost is very mysterious.

These two people, of course, are Yang Feng and Du Qinglong.

They walked all the way, ignoring the bustling scenes inside and outside the streets. They had only one purpose - zhenhuangzong!