"Everything has its origin, and we pay attention to cause and effect. Huo Yangzi and others planted this evil cause, and you have to taste the evil consequences yourself!" After seeing this, Feng Ling seemed to have some realization.
With the integration of information from many aspects, he had already guessed the general story of the whole thing. He knew without even thinking that the man in black must have set off a bloody battle.
Feng Ling didn't know how many people died in that battle, but he knew the final result. Both Sun Yunshan and Bai Wu survived.
As for Huo Yangzi, whose physique was declining day by day, it was very likely that he would have died by then!
"So, you should understand now, right?" The screen suddenly paused, and the old man in black robe curled his lips and laughed at himself: "Back then, before I died, I said the same thing as you to that old guy!"
"In the end, it must be that old guy who dies!" Feng Ling was slightly startled, couldn't help but chuckle, and then looked at the black-robed old man in silence again.
"As you said!" Ku Lao clasped his hands tightly, nodded in agreement, and looked between himself and the man in purple with a strange expression.
Then, he sighed sadly: "What a pity~! After I killed that old guy with serious injuries, I escaped with Xiao Tu risking his life!
And after Shu Qiao was drugged by the animalistic Sun Yunshan, she finally chose to marry that shameless villain! "
"Xiao Tu..., Black Water Tu!?" Recalling what Fu Lao had called Ku Lao before, Feng Ling finally understood where the relationship between the two came from.
He tentatively guessed: "It seems that Taoist Huo Xie is the same?"
"That's right! Bai Wu, Shu Qiao, Yun Shan, Huo Xie, and Shui Tu all come from the same lineage, and Zhang Yi and Qi Cheng are my nephews!"
After hearing this, Feng Ling suddenly realized that this was probably the reason why Ku Lao didn't kill Zhang Yi!
"There is no such thing as a feast that never ends! After that battle, Huo Xie, who held the Flame Dragon Fire Crystal, the treasure of the gate, became the new leader of the Sulfur Fire Sect.
Yunshan, who happened to have his father pass away, retired with Shuqiao and returned to the Sun family of Sunset City to succeed the city lord!
Not long after that, Shui Tu and I were accepted by the evil spirit master organization for practicing magic skills, but we were separated in two places! "
"So, I started to take revenge on the Sulfur Fire Sect alone and snatch the Flame Dragon Fire Crystal Stone!" Ku Lao smiled proudly with hatred: "During this period, I have to thank Yu Qingzong and my good ally Feng Tianjue!"
"Putting the blame on it!?" The man in purple frowned slightly. Judging from his understanding of Feng Tianjue, Feng Ling was very doubtful about the authenticity of the other party's words.
I thought silently in my heart: "I am not Zhang Yi!"
"Haha! Do you think the Yuqing Sect is a famous and decent sect? It's not just a group of shameless maniacs who kill people, seize treasures, and occupy land to become kings!
At that time, it was because Sun Yunshan became the lackey of the Yuqing Sect that he sat back and watched the destruction of the family...
Just before Huo Xie died, he took advantage of the chaos and took away the Sulfur Fire Sect's treasure in disguise in exchange for "leaving a line of incense for the sect"!
He thought he had done it perfectly and deceived the people of Yuqing Sect, but in the end...
Forget it, it’s useless to tell you so much! Anyway, they are all worthy of death now! "Ku Lao was very excited, but suddenly stopped narrating and had no further words.
Ku Lao turned his head and looked at the man in purple and said, "Okay, I've heard the story! You still have one last chance to make a choice, think about it yourself!"
"Hateful people must be pitiable! Everyone has their own unavoidable difficulties, but this does not become a reason to kill innocent people indiscriminately!"
Feng Ling looked at the old man in black robe who was waving his hands to restore the scene with his long eyes, and said firmly: "Since it is irreversible, then...
Let’s fight——! "
As soon as the words fell, black and red filled the entire venue, and the shocking auras erupting from the two people's bodies first collided and offset each other.
It was like two wild beasts that had been dormant for countless years were fighting crazily.
"Bang~!" Suddenly the fire-tip spear revealed in his hand let out an air explosion, wrapped in cold, cold and strange flames, and launched a sudden attack towards the old man ten meters away.
A dazzling beam of cold red light quickly slid across a short distance and was about to reach the old man in black robe with his eyes closed in an instant.
Seeing this, the man in purple who stood on the spot frowned and secretly warned: "Could it be that there is a ghost!?"
Feng Ling planned to give Ku Lao a preemptive strike, so he chose to stand on the spot and "control the air" of the fire-tip spear with all his strength. But what made people even more surprised was that——
After Ku Lao summoned the scepter, he actually held it motionless. He even closed his eyes strangely, and could vaguely hear words being muttered in his mouth.
"Haha, junior~! I'm afraid you still don't know where my title comes from, right?"
After dodging a blow, Ku Lao's incantation was coming to an end, and he couldn't help but reveal a teasing look in his eyes.
"Huh!? Withered White General?" Feng Ling waved his hand again to turn back the spear, before he had time to figure out the other party's true intention.
The snake-patterned scepter, which originally had a faint light, suddenly appeared with a heart-stopping black light.
Rumble~!
As soon as he finished speaking, the ground shook!
Except for the small area that was shrouded in front of the man in purple and the old man in black robe, the rest of the area quickly split apart, revealing unknown cracks with strong corrosive black gas.
"Charming~...!" The penetrating cry came from several cracks under his feet. Combined with what the withered white general said, the figure of the purple-clothed man who controlled the object to fight trembled, and there was a chill in his heart.
The oppressive atmosphere that suddenly filled the air was very similar to the Bone Tomb Formation, which made Feng Ling couldn't help but think of the scene when his clone was surrounded by a group of skeletons.
"Come out, skeleton army——!" As if responding to the old man in black robe, the ground swayed, and ferocious and terrifying skeletons came out crazily.
Suddenly, countless green lights rose in the originally dark space, and ferocious roars came one after another.
"Zizzi~!" Accompanied by the bewitching harsh sound waves, the corrosive stench hits the sense of smell like a tide, making people feel sick to their stomachs.
Just judging from the aura they emit, this group of skeletons is more than a bit more powerful than the ones summoned by Blackwater Tu!
"Charming~!" The skulls were densely moving, the scene was full of depression, and the chilling atmosphere filled the air silently, giving Feng Ling the illusion of facing thousands of troops.
One shot per person! The gun lifted off the ground and pointed directly at the old man holding the staff who was enveloped in flames. The man was surrounded by a surging white.
Judging from the brief moment of the confrontation, Feng Ling already understood——
Dry Bone White General has the fire attribute treasure Flame Dragon Fire Crystal in his hand. If he insists on using the "Fire Divine Spear Technique" to attack, it is impossible to cause any substantial damage to the opponent!
