Chapter 1630： Beimingshan

After the funeral instructed Fengping, he was silent.

Ji Tianxing knew that it had fallen asleep again, so he put away the Heaven Burial Sword.

Feng Ping looked at the disappearance of the Heaven Burying Sword with some dismay, and wanted to take another look.

However, he knew in his heart that it was already rare for Ji Tianxing to show him the Heaven Burial Sword.

If he wanted to observe it for a while, it would be too uninteresting.

After Ji Tianxing put away the Heaven Burial Sword, he looked at Feng Ping calmly and asked, "Four Elders, what are the questions?"

Feng Ping shook his head quickly, and said kindly, "Master Ji, there is nothing wrong.

The task of the old man's trip has been completed, and he can go back to work with confidence.

If there is any offense before, please ask Ji Gongzi Haihan. "

"You are polite." Ji Tianxing nodded slightly and said politely.

Feng Ping looked at Zhibai again, and said in a majestic tone: "Zhibai, you will follow Master Ji inseparably in the future. In any case, even if you sacrifice your life, you must protect him."

Zhibai witnessed the conversation between Feng Ping and Funian Tian, ​​and he knew more about Ji Tianxing's identity and status.

Without hesitation, he bowed his head and said, "Yes!"

Feng Ping nodded in satisfaction, and then continued: "In addition, Daxian also sent Shouhei with him this time when the old man came to Huiye City.

Knowing that you protect Master Ji in the light, and in the dark, you must cooperate. "

Ji Tianxing and Zhibai were both startled when they heard the name "Shouhei".

Ji Tianxing raised his eyebrows and thought to himself: "Unexpectedly, besides Zhibai, there are people called Shouhei.

But I don't know whether this Shouhei is a brother of Zhibai or a brother? "

Zhibai's expression was slightly stiff and frowned.

But he quickly returned to normal, nodding expressionlessly: "The disciple understands, please rest assured, the Fourth Elder."

Feng Ping stood up slowly, ready to say goodbye to Ji Tianxing.

At this moment, Ji Tianxing suddenly remembered something, and said to him: "Four elders, please sit down for a while, I have something to ask you."

"Master Ji, please say!" Feng Ping bowed his hand in a respectful gesture.

Ji Tianxing said with a solemn expression: "I wonder if the Four Elders have ever heard of the demons?"

"Mozu?" Feng Ping frowned, revealing a face full of doubts.

Ji Tianxing thought he hadn't heard of it, and was a little disappointed in his heart, so he explained: "A few months ago, tens of thousands of miners and **** servants died consecutively in the glacial mine of the extreme cold abyss.

Those people were all drained of blood, spirit, and soul, and they died in a miserable state, like a corpse burned by fire.

I went to investigate and killed two fickle blood goddesses, and finally ran into a ghost boy covered in ghost patterns.

The ghost boy claimed to be one of the thirty-six demon kings, serving for the ancestor demon god.

You should know that the sword **** and the demons were mortal enemies during his lifetime.

I have inherited the legacy of the Sword God, and I am not in harmony with the Demon Race, and vowed to destroy the Demon Race and punish the ancestor Demon God..."

Hearing what Ji Tianxing said, Feng Ping's eyes lit up and he nodded and said, "I understand! Master Ji, the demons you mentioned are actually called ghosts!

They look hideous and ugly, master many cruel, **** evil secrets, and use various evil altars to create plagues and disasters that destroy the world.

In Shenwu University 6, the warriors of all races hated the ghost race very much and were also very afraid.

It is said that before the ancient times, the ghost tribe once wreaked havoc on Shenwu University 6, creating a boundless killing..."

Ji Tianxing suddenly showed a sense of enlightenment, and nodded again and again: "No wonder I didn't find any information about the demon clan when I looked through the ancient books.

Unexpectedly, they were called ghosts on Shenwu University 6!

Although the name has changed, and their appearance and appearance are different from the demons, they are essentially the same! "

Having said that, he looked at Feng Ping expectantly and asked: "Four elders, how much do you know about the ghost race?"

Feng Ping frowned and said solemnly: "I am not proficient in the situation of the ghost tribe, but I also know a lot of news.

The ghost tribe is not tolerated by all races in the world, and has lived in seclusion in Beiming Mountain for generations.

It was an extremely vast area, about the size of half the Canglong Empire.

The environment in Beiming Mountain is harsh and extremely dangerous.

It is said that the ghost tribe is divided into 36 forces in Beiming Mountain, has hundreds of millions of people, and controls many evil monsters.

The leaders of those 36 forces were called the Demon Lord.

Above the demon lord, there are two great demon saints who seem to be the strongest in Beimingshan..."

Ji Tianxing listened attentively, with a sharp cold light in his eyes.

He probably guessed that the ancestor Demon God was mostly hidden in Beiming Mountain.

With the protection of hundreds of millions of demon clan, thirty-six demon kings, and two great demon saints, the ancestor demon **** will be able to sit back and relax and quickly restore strength.

When he thought of this, Ji Tianxing felt like a thorn in his heart.

At this time, Feng Ping went on to say: "Thousands of years ago, after the news of the Master's fall was spread, among the Xiaoxiao who invaded Tianzhu Mountain, there were ghosts.

One of the old man's uncles was killed by a demon sanctuary, and even a whole body was not left.

The old man watched with his own eyes, that the flesh and blood of the little uncle turned into a sky full of blood and was swallowed by the demon saint..."

Speaking of the past, hatred surged in Feng Ping's eyes, and his tone became low and cold.

Ji Tianxing nodded, and said in a heavy tone: "Four elders don't worry, we will repay this hatred sooner or later!

One day, I will clean up Beimingshan and slay hundreds of millions of demons! "

Feng Ping nodded solemnly and said: "Master Ji, I believe you and look forward to that day!"

Afterwards, the two talked a few more words.

Feng Ping stood up, bowed his hand to Ji Tianxing, and said, "Master Ji, your time is precious, so the old man won't be too late.

The old man said goodbye and went back to Daxian. "

"Walk slowly, don't give it away." Ji Tianxing bowed his hands and gave a gift.

Feng Pingxing was very decisive, took out a black iron mask and put it on his face, his figure flashed and left the study.

The study was quiet, leaving only Ji Tianxing and Zhibai.

Ji Tianxing walked towards the door and said as he walked, "Zhibai, we should go back too."

Zhibai nodded silently, and followed him step by step.

After a quarter of an hour, the two left Huiye City.

Facing the dim yellow sun in the afternoon, the two of them flew across the sky quickly and returned to Fengshen Mountain.

Zhibai remained calm and vigilant as always, vigilantly monitoring the surrounding movement.

Ji Tianxing was much more relaxed. While galloping in the sky, he was still thinking about the conversation between Buried Tian and Feng Ping.

Half an hour later, the two were flying over a vast virgin jungle.

Suddenly, in the two mountain peaks on the side, a few dazzling lights lit up, rushing like a gallop.

There are a total of six glare lights, including six figures, all wearing black robes and masks, exuding cold murderous aura.

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