Chapter 1895

In the holy land of Kunlun, on the top of the mountain, Yang Feng was shrouded by a powerful power of Taoism. The ancient mysterious power seemed to deprive him of his Taoist heart and foundation.

Buzzing, buzzing!

A voice that seemed to come from the depths of the sky spread mysteriously throughout the void. On Yang Feng's body, powerful ancient symbols kept flashing. At the moment, he was imprisoned and unable to move.

"Yang Feng."

Despite the obstruction of Gollum golden elephant, Saint Laurent galloped away quickly to save Yang Feng.

Whoosh!

I saw a powerful ancient talisman galloping out of the sky and bombarding down.

"Ah!"

In the void, Saint Laurent uttered a scream, was thrown more than ten meters away and landed on the cold ground.

"Ha ha ha!"

Yan'e gave a loud and domineering laugh and said, "boy, I said before that you are not my enemy, but you are so arrogant that you want to be my enemy. After today, you will become an ordinary person without Tao heart and cultivation."

.....

And now!

Yang Feng, wrapped in Ancient Runes, only felt that the vitality of his whole body seemed to be quickly stripped away, and the energy of his whole body seemed to be quickly absorbed.

How did this happen?

This is a sign that his Taoist heart and faith, as well as his foundation, have been deprived. However, the emperor of heaven has not been destroyed, so he cannot fall. His ambition has not been completed. How can his Taoist heart be deprived.

"Broken!"

Boom!

In his anger, Yang Feng shouted angrily, which directly shattered yan'e's powerful power of Taoism. His deep eyes looked at yan'e and said, "I have the heart of the king's Tao, so can you deprive me of my Tao heart."

"Good, good."

In the void, yan'e nodded slightly and said approvingly, "boy, although you have just been promoted to the emperor, your heart of kingship is extremely firm. Anyway, since your life should not be lost, I will spare you today, but next time, you won't have such good luck."

Whoosh!

After that, Yan e disappeared into the void and disappeared.

"Yang Feng, you can't become the emperor and deal with the emperor of heaven. Therefore, I advise you not to overestimate your strength."

In the distant sky, yan'e's majestic and loud voice echoed in the void again and again, and then dissipated with the wind.

Hoo!

At the top of the mountain, Yang Feng was sweating. On his forehead, drops of sweat kept falling. Yan e was so strong that he was worthy of being an ancient emperor. His strength was unfathomable.

"Yang Feng."

"Door master."

Saint Laurent and those members of the Purdue gate ran up anxiously, but they were relieved when they saw that Yang Feng was all right. If Yang Feng really had three advantages and two disadvantages, the Purdue gate would be completely finished, and there would be no chance to turn over from now on.

Hoo Hoo!

The wind was blowing, and the clouds were flying. Yang Feng stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the rolling clouds in the distance. His heart was very heavy and depressed. He realized the middle way. After becoming a real emperor level strong man, he thought he would be able to kill the emperor of heaven, but unexpectedly, a hell broke out.

The war was defeated, the Donghuang bell was taken away, Feng Dong and others were deprived of their Tao heart, the fortunes of Purdue gate were gone, and tianjizi fell. These things happened at the same time, and he was under great pressure.

Click!

Click!

Yang Feng clenched his fist and felt ashamed. For everyone, they placed their hope on him, but he.

"Everybody, I'm sorry I let you down." Yang Feng apologized.

Under the surging white clouds, the faint blue flame of the dragon oil lamp is constantly huffing and puffing in the wind. The emperor of heaven will never die, and the dragon oil lamp will never dry up. This is the oath made by Yang Feng. In the void, the faint blue lamp is still quietly lit up like an ancient lamp for thousands of years.

On the mountain, many members of Purdue gate were depressed and extremely depressed. Yang Feng was in their hearts. It was an invincible existence and the venerable in the universe, but today, he was defeated by a man named Yan Luo.

"Yang Feng, don't be depressed. I believe that as long as you practice hard, you will be able to regain the Eastern Emperor's bell and destroy the emperor." Gollum comforted the golden elephant.

"Elder, don't worry. I Yang Feng haven't experienced any suffering. How can I abandon myself so easily."

Yang Feng has experienced numerous setbacks since the establishment and rise of Pudu gate. Although this setback is great, he still understands that he must stick to it, rescue Miao Baiyue, and find the two ancestors of Nuwa and Pangu, the emperor of extinction.

"Sect leader, why don't we bury elder tianjizi first." Feng Dong came forward with a low face.

"I'll leave this matter to you to deal with and bury elder tianjizi." Yang Feng ordered.

"Yes."

Feng Dong nodded respectfully, indicating that he would handle the matter well.

.......

In a remote room, Yang Feng looked carefully at the dragon oil lamp in front of him. Before Tianji Zi died, he said that the dragon oil lamp was one of the key treasures to destroy the emperor of heaven. It was related to Duke sang Yang, but the dragon oil lamp was handed over to him by his father Yang Jiuding.

But I don't know where my father got it, and calculated the fable that the emperor of heaven will never die and the dragon oil lamp will never dry up.

Crackle!

Crackle!

In the room, the dragon oil lamp burning a faint blue flame sent out bursts of crackling sound. Yang Feng carefully looked at the ancient lamp and saw that there were complex and ancient patterns on it. These patterns were a little similar to patterns and a little like secret patterns.

However, Yang Feng couldn't say what it was for a moment. He just thought these patterns were strange.

"Why on earth is this object the nemesis of the emperor of heaven, but it is not an artifact that can directly destroy the emperor of heaven." Yang Feng frowned slightly and couldn't understand it.

But in this quiet and remote room, Yang Feng pondered for a long time and still didn't see the slightest clue.

Creak!

The door of the room was suddenly opened. Zhang Wu quickly came in and said, "boss, there is an old man outside who wants to see you."

"Who is it?" Yang Feng didn't look up and asked.

"I don't know. I dragged it anyway." Zhang Wu shook his head and said.

"Since I don't know him, let him go and say that I don't have time now." Yang Feng waved at will and didn't want to see him.

He just wanted to find a way to deal with the emperor of heaven through the dragon oil lamp, so he didn't want to delay time.

"Boss, but the old man asked me to tell you a word. Can you remember the story of Sang Yanggong?" Zhang Wu said.

Sang Yanggong!

Yang Feng suddenly stood up. He remembered that when he went to yunmengze City, he saw an old man in green clothes on the cliff. The old man was very powerful and mysterious. The story of the emperor of heaven and sang Yanggong was told by the old man. If he guessed right, the old man in green clothes would come.

"Where is he?" Yang Feng asked.

"In the hall." Zhang Wu replied.

Whoosh!

Yang Feng's figure flashed past like lightning, and then disappeared into the room.

In the remote room, Zhang Wu scratched his head and said discontentedly, "the boss is really. I couldn't see it just now, but he ran faster than the rabbit."

.........

At the moment, in the hall of Pudu gate, there stood a man in green clothes. The old man was the man who once lived in yunmengze city. He saw him standing in the quiet hall with his hands on his back and sighed: "it's a pity, it's a pity that Pudu gate, which was once very popular, suffered such a crisis and became lifeless."

"Senior, please have tea."

With a cup of tea at the bottom of one of them, he gently put it on the table and said respectfully.

"Ha ha!"

The old man in green shirt smiled and said kindly, "don't be so polite. I don't pay attention to it for so long. Just be casual."

Step, step!

Outside the hall, there were bursts of hurried footsteps. Yang Feng came like a gust of wind. When he learned that the old man was coming, he couldn't wait to come, because he knew that the other party must have an important event about the door when he came to see himself at Purdue gate at the moment.

"Senior."

When he entered the hall and saw the old man, Yang Feng shouted excitedly. It was really him.

"Hehe, Lord Yang, we'll meet again when we leave yunmengze city." The old man smiled and said.

"Elder, I'll see you again. I still don't know your name and how to call you."

Yang Feng carefully observed the old man and found that the other person's breath was very strong, even a little stronger than himself. Who is this person, a strange old man and an emperor level strong man.

"Yang clan leader, the name is just a code name. It's all empty. Why bother?" The old man replied.

"Alas!"

Yang Feng sighed and said, "the elder is elegant and the younger is vulgar."

While talking, he waved to the subordinate and motioned the other party to go down.

The man bowed deeply and then respectfully withdrew from the hall.

In the hall, the old man in green shirt not only exudes strong breath, but also has a gentle feeling. After inviting the old man in green shirt to take a seat, Yang Feng opens the door to the mountain road: "senior, you come to see me. You must want to point out the maze for me. If the senior can really point out the maze for me, then I'm very grateful."

"Master Yang, your sister-in-law Baiyue of Pudu gate and the two ancestors of Pangu and Nuwa clan are not dead, but they have been caught by the emperor of heaven to clean the sky. Your top priority is not only to destroy the emperor of heaven, but also to restore cultivation for Feng Dong and others, and restore the luck of Pudu gate." Said the old man in green shirt.

"Yes, it is. Just in my realm, I can't restore the cultivation of Feng Dong and others, and it's difficult to restore the Qi of Pudu gate." Yang Feng said helplessly.

"You met yan'e, and the Donghuang bell was taken away." The old man in green shirt continued to ask.

"Yes."

Yang Feng was depressed when he mentioned this matter. As soon as he became a middle level, he met a strong man like Yan E.

"Lord Yang, in fact, you don't have to be depressed. Someone can help you." The old man in green shirt said seriously.

"Who?" Yang Feng asked.

"Dong Xuan!" The old man in green shirt said faintly.