The Feng Zun Journey
Yin Ying and Zhuan Long
After a while, Emperor Zhou Lingyun smiled bitterly and shook his head, “Forget first about that, now I will ask you this, I will ask you, why would the Heavenly Devil Prison chase after everyone related to Great Master Feng Zun? Didn't he never do anything that offended you?"
Wuan Pojia thought for a moment, then said, “It was an order for us.”
“Government? Whose order?” Emperor Zhou Lingyun was getting confused.
"Are you going to mention Yunmeng?"
A deep and serious voice suddenly sounded. It appeared out of nowhere and resounded throughout the entire large hall.
At the same time, two figures darted into it.
One was tall and sturdy, while the other was graceful and dignified.
These were none other than Yin Ying and Zhuan Long.
Wuan Pojia immediately got up and sat up straight on the throne, and the cultivators who were pouring blood powder into the cauldron, halted their work temporarily, to turn their head towards the source of the sound.
Emperor Zhou Lingyun also stood up, but he did not recognize Zhuan Long and Yin Ying, so he felt perplexed.
How did the two of them enter the palace? Isn't the guard outside so tight? Could they be Immortal experts?
"Who are you? How dare you enter without permission in the territory of the Heavenly Devil Prison?” shouted a demon cultivator in gray robes. He doesn't look friendly at all.
The Heavenly Devil Prison had completely occupied Zhou Great.
Yet now, someone had barged in here uninvited. They obviously did not take the Heavenly Devil Prison seriously!
Bang out!
Yin Ying waved her hand and attacked from a distance. The head cultivator of the gray-robed Nirwana Realm instantly exploded with a burst of blood, killing him briefly.
It's even easier than killing a fly.
“A small cultivator like you dares to shout in such an arrogant tone? You are just looking for your own death, ” Yin Ying said with disdain.
Zhuan Long was stunned, he was able to sharply detect Feng Zun's influence in Yin Ying's mannerisms and demeanor, both of whom were extremely proud right down to the bone.
“How dare you kill a member of the Heavenly Devil Prison!?”
Emperor Zhou Lingyun was surprised as well, but inwardly he was very pleased, his expression full of excitement, as if he wanted to shout, Good! He deserved to die! He deserves it!'
Wuan Pojia instantly got up and said, “Bags! Can't you see whose territory this is? How dare you act here! Are you really sick of living!”
"Then?"
Yin Ying grinned and smiled gently, then circulated her strength and released the characteristic aura of a peak stage Immortal Realm.
Bang out!
The great hall trembled when faced with the terrifying pressure from Yin Ying, the cultivators of the Heavenly Devil Prison seemed to lose their composure.
“Peak... Immortal Peak! That woman is at the Peak of the Immortal Realm!”
Someone shouted in panic.
It was worth knowing that whether it was Han Mei, Zhenyu, Yin Ying, Zhuan Long, and others, they had also inherited aura concealment techniques like Feng Zun.
Even an Immortal God would not be able to determine their cultivation base definitively, unless the other party wanted to point it out.
And now, Yin Yin Yin showed her cultivation base only at Immortal peak. And that was enough to make everything vibrate violently.
To his knowledge, among the cultivators of Great Zhou, let alone Immortal realm experts, even mortal cultivators alone were already extremely rare.
Yet now, an immortal pinnacle cultivator had appeared and killed one of his subordinates. Wuan Pojia could not help but suspect that this stranger was also not a native of the Luo Land.
“You will die, yet you still waste a lot of time talking? Do you really think I came here just to chat? Yin Ying walked towards Zhuan Long and said, “Brother Zhuan, I will leave these ants for you. I'll handle the old man!
Zhuan Long nodded in excitement, "Sure."
“Quick, tell the other elders! I'll keep them here!” When Wuan Pojia saw this, he shouted.
Bang out!
As he spoke, he attacked directly, taking out a blood-colored spear. The spear filled the air with a blood-red colored light and shot towards Yin Ying.
Emperor Zhou Lingyun held his breath.
Wuan Pojia was also an immortal cultivator, and he practiced the demon inheritance. His combat prowess was such that Emperor Zhou Lingyun could not help but hold in sweat for Yin Ying.
However, a moment later, Zhou Lingyun became mute.
Yin Ying casually stepped forward and punched the void. Wuan Pojia's blood-red spear instantly exploded, inch by inch, spreading into fragments of metal.
The traces of his fist strength continued on, and his strength did not diminish in the slightest. It smashed viciously right into Wuan Pojia's chest.
Bang out!
Wuan Pojia was instantly sent flying backwards, crashing into the imperial throne. He smashed into the wall behind him, leaving behind a body-shaped trail and making scattered stone wall rubble.
If examined more closely, there was a fist-shaped indentation striking on his chest. Blood spurted from his mouth and nose, and his face was as pale as an undead.
In a single blow, Yin Ying had defeated the immortal protector of the Heavenly Devil Prison!
This scene shocked everyone present.
Emperor Zhou Lingyun was so shocked that he became dazed, and his jaw almost slipped off.
Who is this woman? Isn't he too strong? How could he be so cruel?
The nirvana cultivators who were just about to escape and seek reinforcements, but when they saw this, they were extremely frightened. Their scalps were numb, and their courage was instantly lost.
It was not that they did not want to escape, but a Wuan Pojia lost too quickly.
Just one blow had left him with severe injuries. If they still did, then they might not get a chance to escape!
At the same time, Zhuan Long who was guarding the door of the hall also attacked.
He raised and waved his hand in the air.
Then, sharp blades and ice crystals blew through the air, bringing with it a bone-chilling cold power. As they descended, those sharp blades and ice crystals split the disciples from the Heavenly Devil Prison like scythe pierced through the wheat, killing them on the spot.
No one survived!
This was the absolute suppression of a superior power, and it was no different from casually crushing an ant!
"The other Immortal Realm ..."
Wuan Pojia stood there, confused and uninspired. His expression became solemn and solemn, as if he was attending the funeral of his parents.
Emperor Zhou Lingyun was stunned, but more than that, he was extremely happy!