Tian Hanmeng glanced at him and asked deliberately:

"I only know that there is a master in Lingzhou, but I don't know who his master's surname is."

Lu Fengyun smiled and said, "The surname is Lu, and his name is Fengyun."

"Is your real name?"

"Can you make it happen that you have traveled around the world and even given yourself a pseudonym?"

"In Tianzhou, my name is Longcangxue; in Dongsheng, my name is Tianhanmeng; at this moment, my name is Murong Jingmeng."

Tian Hanmeng smiled with a fan.

Her beautiful face is buried in the soft fur of a daughter's fur, beautiful and charming, and arrogant.

And there was a deep sadness hidden in his eyes.

What kind of hardship does a girl have to go through to disguise herself so hard?...

Lu Fengyun stared at her: "Murong Jingmeng, is it your real name?"

Murong Jingmeng nodded sincerely.

She walked slowly and said in a gentle voice: "Let's go, aren't you going to hunt for treasure?"

Lu Fengyun said: "Let's go."

The two then stepped into the golden vortex.

...

The small world is the place where natural creation is nurtured, equal to the empty space and the small world.

A small world is not enough to be formed in a thousand years.

Therefore, the secrets of heaven are everywhere and mysterious.

Lu Fengyun and Murong Jingmeng entered the small world.

They were hanging high in the sky, and in front of them was a vast and majestic island.

The island is pitch black all over, and the spirit of killing is lingering.

The world is also pitch black, with only a few lonely lights in the distance, clearly extinguishing.

They flew to the island, surrounded by big dark trees.

The fierce military spirit was rushing in the space, and the smell of decay and blood was everywhere.

Murong Jingmeng shook the white bone fan, and the smell of blood dissipated with the wind of the fan.

Lu Fengyun looked up and saw the branches slanted, and the sun was no longer visible.

There was a faint sound circling continuously.

Whispering, screaming, war, celebration of wine, burying bones...

This sound is a variety of war.

This sound is a sad and terrible sound!

Lu Fengyun looked indifferent and had no expression on his face.

Murong Jingmeng's eyes were also cold and calm.

These voices contain a very terrifying murderous aura. If they are influenced by them and take advantage of the situation, they may be in a devil!

but……

For them, these murderous auras could not shake anything.

The island is dark and humid, the air is filled with cold black fog, and the ground is covered with dark water.

Murong Jingmeng folded his plain waist with a small step, and his tail was fluttering, without any stain on water.

"It's wind blowing."

She suddenly stretched out her hand, and the cold wind blew by, she said.

Lu Fengyun walked in front of him, narrowing his eyes and said in a deep voice: "It's not the wind, it's water!"

Just finished speaking!

Suddenly the space changed, and there was a storm and a violent momentum hitting like a storm!

It was raised in a dark and horizontal manner, with murderous intent and blood filled with blood!

In an instant.

The entire island is shrouded in black water.

The sky suddenly became dark.

The smell of black water is pungent, and once it is sucked in, the organs will be corroded!

Hei Shui, carrying the frightened and killing energy, wanted to destroy the five consciousnesses of the human beings!

Lu Fengyun snorted coldly, his sleeves rose slightly, and his red spiritual power came out, shattering the dark water in the sky!

Space seemed to have returned to peace at this moment.

Gululu...

Sudden!

Rolling black beads appeared at the feet of the two.

Rolling smoke filled the beads.

"careful.

“These beads have a strong killing aura.

"I'm afraid it's extraordinary."

Lu Fengyun reminded that Murong Jingmeng nodded, and the two of them took a few steps at the same time.

But the thick black smoke was wrapped in murderous aura and turned into countless evil phantoms!

The Phantom rushed towards the two of them!

Murong Jingmeng raised her hand, flew into the white bones, and penetrated her body through the Phantom!

"Back, I'll do it."

Lu Fengyun flew over and the sword energy surged out.

Murong Jingmeng's body slightly retreated.

Lu Fengyun has no sword in his hand, but has a sword in his heart, so the sword intention is as strong as the sky.

He used a superb attack, and the sword shadow turned into thousands of sword lights and swept away!

The magic scroll of the sea shines on the world!

The brilliant sword light illuminates the entire small world!

It was an unrivaled attack, from south to north, where the light of the mortal sword swept, the phantom was shattered!

Countless shrill and chaotic screams rang out.

Soon the black phantom was defeated and turned into black mist.

Sudden!

Visions arise!

These black mists actually condensed into a figure of hundreds of feet!

The figure was black, and he rose up from the ground, staring at Lu Fengyun and the others, his red eyes were full of evil spirits and murderous intent!

This is……

Lu Fengyun's mind moved quietly, and the Hundred Treasures Book quickly gave the answer:

[Soul King: The strongest person condensed by countless thousands of years of killing souls is the Soul King]

The Soul King came to his high position and said in a cold and hoarse voice: "Don't enter outsiders. If you enter, you will die!"

After saying that.

He clenched his fist like a hammer and smashed it down with one punch!

This punch made the space faintly break!

His strength can no longer be measured by the level of the martial arts world!

Lu Fengyun flew to the sky, he raised his palm, and a trace of white flame swirled up.

The flame faintly outlines the shape of a small white lotus.

Twelve-grade Pure World White Lotus Fire!

The divine fire is revealed, the universe is shaken, and the three thousand great roads are all shaking!

The white fire shot directly through the Soul King's fist! He screamed sadly and retreated repeatedly!

It’s not that he is too weak, but that the twelve-grade Pure World White Lotus Fire is too strong, and it’s that Lu Fengyun is too strong!

When it is...

In anger, the Soul King summoned two thousand black killing figurines.

These killing figurines are neither human nor beast, neither stone nor wood, and are formed by the ten thousand years of murderous aura soaked into the ground by Longfu Pass!

They came neatly and surrounded Murong Jingmeng with their blood energy.
Chapter completed!