Chapter 1 Eternal Life for Ten Thousand Years

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It was night, and the rain was pouring and the wind was howling.

"Boom—"

In the sky above Rongcheng, the dark night was torn apart by thunder and lightning, and it was covered with silver cracks in the shape of tree roots.

The wind whirls the dragon, and the trees roar.

A tall and beautiful woman, carrying an even more beautiful woman on her back, ran desperately in the rain, and a puddle of rain splashed under her feet.

Wu Moling's white shirt has been soaked by the rain, clinging to his body, outlining graceful curves.

Wu Moling was in a hurry, and broke into an alley around the corner, and soon stopped with a "snap".

"What a dead end!" she looked at the wall in front of her in horror and despair, her delicate body trembling.

Ji Yaoguang on Wu Moling's back was in a coma, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her lips lightly opened, and she whispered in a coma: "Lin... Fly .."

Wu Moling was anxious, and immediately smiled bitterly: "My sister Yaoguang, we are all dying, you are still reading this name, who is he so worthy of your attention?"

And at this moment, a man's magnetic calm voice came from behind him: "It's me." ”

When did someone appear behind him?!

Wu Moling's heart jumped, and he suddenly turned around and retreated, staring at the man behind him vigilantly.

He has a delicate appearance, dressed in casual casual clothes, and his eyes are full of indifference and tranquility after the precipitation of endless vicissitudes.

"You're an accomplice of the killers?"

"Get out, or I want your life!" At the critical moment, Wu Moling did not dare to slack off, and did not hide his cold killing intent.

Lin Fei smiled disapprovingly and walked towards her calmly.

Wu Moling clenched his silver teeth, immediately stopped hesitating, and swept over fiercely with a whip leg.

This leg was like an iron bar, and in an instant it let out a howl of breaking wind, and it could easily kick and shatter the trunk of a tree the thickness of the bowl.

However, Lin Fei just waved his hand lightly, and Wu Moling felt that the air had become extremely stagnant. It was as if some mysterious force had imprisoned her, completely immobilized.

Wu Moling maintained the posture of sweeping out the whip legs, like a still picture.

She was horrified, unable to believe it all.

Lin Fei only glanced at her lightly, then shook his head and said: "The Ten Witches of the Dignified Spirit Mountain, who would have thought that the descendants would fall to this point!"

Wu Moling only felt a thunderbolt explode in his head, and his heart trembled uncontrollably.

The Ten Wu clan has already changed their surname to "Wu", how can this mysterious man recognize his identity at a glance?!

Lin Fei didn't pay attention to Wu Moling's horror, his eyes stayed on Ji Yaoguang's body on her back, his deep gaze was shining, and he walked over slowly.

Lin Fei took Ji Yaoguang who was in a coma, hugged her into his arms, and said with emotion: "It's been three thousand years, I've stayed in this mortal world for three thousand years, God lives up to me, I finally found you, Yaoguang!"

He stretched out his hand to brush Ji Yaoguang's scattered sideburns behind his ears, but his face suddenly changed.

Because Lin Fei had already sensed that Ji Yaoguang had been poisoned.

At this moment, his eyes were cold, and his whole body exuded a terrifying aura: "Let me ask you, who dares to harm my wife Yaoguang!"

Wu Moling only felt his heart contract violently, and the feeling of suffocation came to his face, and he couldn't say a word!

In her life, she had never seen such terrifying eyes!

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps behind Lin Fei, and the group of black-clothed killers with guns had already chased into the alley.

They are well-trained, and the killing intent they exude is more biting than the cold wind on a rainy night.

Silence, slaughter, coldness.

Seeing that Lin Fei was holding the target, this group of killers immediately aimed the muzzle of the black hole at him.

"Boy, hand over the woman in your hand, or I'll kill you with one shot!" the killer leader threatened, his voice hoarse as a piece of iron rubbing against him, and extremely ferocious.

"The grasshopper shakes the tree, and it can't help itself!" Lin Fei sneered and turned around.

In an instant, intricate and mysterious patterns appeared in his pupils, as if the stars were disillusioned.

Under Lin Fei's cold gaze, this group of heavily armed killers turned into black ashes in an instant, and they were annihilated!

Wu Moling, who couldn't move on the side, saw this scene, only to feel a thunder explode in his mind, and looked at Lin Fei in shock.

She couldn't understand at all, who the hell was this person and why was he so powerful?

I'm afraid that Su Caiwei, the myth of the ancient martial arts world of Douque Palace, is nothing more than that, right?

This mysterious man made her feel awe and curiosity like never before.

Lin Fei pointed at Ji Yao's bare eyebrows, and then purple-black mist seeped out from her smooth forehead. The mist condensed into a liquid and swirled around his fingers.

The purple-black venom was bounced to the wall by Lin Fei, and in an instant, there was a "snort" sound, and a puff of white smoke came out, corroding the wall into a large hole.

They even bind to concrete as if they were alive, turning into dense strange poisonous spiders and catapulting violently!

Wu Moling was so shocked that his face was bloodless.

However, Lin Fei only glanced at them, and the moment they met his gaze, these poisonous spiders turned into black ashes and disappeared in the wind.

If the sect master of the Medical Sect learned that the "Thousands of Spiders and Poisons" were so easily dissolved, it was estimated that he would be so angry that he would vomit blood on the spot.

Wu Moling couldn't hide the shock in his heart, and his eyes widened.

This man is not only extremely powerful, but he also unraveled the poison that Hua Shen Doctor was helpless to do so easily?!

"Smack. ”

Lin Fei snapped his fingers, and the invisible restraining force in the air dissipated, and Wu Moling suddenly regained his ability to move.

He looked at Wu Moling and said coldly: "The descendants of the Ten Witches do not abide by the ancestral teachings of the Wu clan, and the reincarnation of the Empress Yaoguang is not well protected, so they should be punished according to the ancestral teachings." ”

"But remembering that your ancestor Wu Xian has worked hard and made great achievements, I will spare you from dying and give you the opportunity to make meritorious contributions! . ”

Wu Moling was already about to petrify.

Wu Xian is the head of the ten witches of Lingshan, and he is the bridge between the Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor of Man. The Yellow Emperor had to consult him every time he went to battle, and if he didn't allow it, he couldn't act rashly, and if he listened to his words, he would be invincible, and eventually even killed the demon god Chiyou.

Possession is only one aspect, his medical skills can bring the dead back to life and change his life against the sky, and the art of curse can also curse trees and trees, and curse birds and birds.

A generation of gods and witches, extremely powerful, is the most respected person of the Yellow Emperor.

But in this man's mouth, such a god and witch is just his... Human?

"You... Who is it, and what is the relationship between it and my ancestor and Sister Yaoguang?" Wu Moling's scalp was numb, and he asked in a trembling voice.

"Who am I?"

A hint of remembrance flashed on Lin Fei's face, as if he remembered many past events, and then said with a faint smile: "The multiverse has called me too much, some people call me Ten Thousand Saints Heavenly Venerable, some people call me Chaos Emperor, and some people call me Lin Heavenly Emperor. ”

"Just call me Lin Fei. ”

"As for my relationship with them... You can see for yourself. ”

When the words fell, Lin Fei casually pointed out a spiritual light, which submerged into Wu Moling's eyebrows.

In an instant, scenes of Lin Fei's memories swarmed into Wu Moling's mind.

She saw dinosaurs running on the barren land, and Lin Fei was lying leisurely on a Tyrannosaurus rex, basking in the sun with Erlang's legs crossed!

She saw that on the misty spiritual mountain, ten gods and witches were sitting on the ground respectfully, listening to Lin Fei's preaching! There seemed to be a hundred thousand gods and Buddhas chanting, and golden lotus flowers bloomed in the air.

She saw the first emperor ascend Mount Tai, led thousands of courtiers to bow down, and enshrined Zen sacrifices. And the object of their worship is Lin Fei, who is sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain!

She even saw a fairy-like figure, gently playing the bamboo flute for Lin Fei under the moon, unabashedly the tenderness and admiration in her eyes.

And this fairy is the same as Ji Yaoguang's appearance, and she is called the Empress Yaoguang by Wu Xianzun!

Wu Moling's expression changed, and then he resolutely knelt in front of Lin Fei.

Wu Moling kowtowed deeply, and threw his five bodies to the ground.

"Wu Moling, a descendant of the Ten Witches of Lingshan, meet the master!"

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