In the clouds in the sky, four figures slowly emerged.
Zhencang, Hongsong, Shenmo, Yuxiao.
The four demon gods looked down at the arena below.
"How should we deal with the Fengzhou lineage?" Hongsong was the first to ask.
Shen Mo remained the same, bowing his head in silence and saying nothing.
Yu Xiao looked down with interest, as if he didn't hear Hongsong's words at all.
In the end, Zhen Cang slowly said four words.
"One vein is divided into four."
Zhencang means that the existing four Dao veins have completely divided this Fengzhou branch.
But the principle is still not to harm the lives of direct descendants of this lineage.
Shen Mo didn't speak. Under normal circumstances, his silence meant acquiescence.
Usually Yu Xiao rarely says anything, so Zhencang and Hongsong decide many things.
Only this time, something seems different.
Because Yu Xiao suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhen Cang: "Don't get involved in the Fengzhou lineage. I have decided to take it under my command."
Zhen Cang glanced at Yu Xiao and said lightly: "Why?"
Yu Xiao smiled and said: "There is no reason."
Zhen Cang snorted coldly: "Don't think I don't know that Feng Yi personally climbed Lingshan Mountain to meet you. What did he promise to you?"
"It has nothing to do with you." Yu Xiao still had a faint smile on his face.
Hongsong looked at Yu Xiao with some surprise. She actually knew that Fengyi had gone to Lingshan to meet Yu Xiao some time ago.
But with Yu Xiao's temperament, logically speaking, she would never pay attention to this kind of thing.
What happened this time...
Shen Mo still didn't speak. Whether it was Zhen Cang's lineage or Yu Xiao's lineage, Shen Mo seemed to be indifferent to their respective suggestions.
Yu Xiao added: "I will not touch the Fengzhou line. The young man below will be in charge of the Fengzhou line in the future."
Zhen Cang raised his eyebrows and looked down: "Feng Zhao?"
"Do you want him to rule the Fengzhou lineage?"
"Why not?" Yu Xiao asked.
Zhen Cang sneered: "Of course, but the premise is that he can come down from the stage of life and death alive."
Yu Xiao smiled faintly, "Do you think Zhen Liuli will definitely win?"
Regarding Yu Xiao's question, Zhen Cang seemed noncommittal.
Yu Xiao crossed his arms across his chest: "Since you are so confident, why not take a gamble?"
"What bet?"
"Bet on the outcome of the two of them and decide who will be the ruler of Fengzhou."
"How to bet?"
"Those who survive will rule the Fengzhou lineage."
"good."
In just a few words, the two demon gods finalized the future direction of the Fengzhou lineage.
Zhen Cang squinted at Feng Zhao, who was sitting cross-legged below, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
"I see."
He looked at Yu Xiao again: "So this is your plan. It seems that you are really evil-minded."
Yu Xiao looked quietly into the distance and said lightly: "What? Are you scared?"
Zhen Cang sneered, "It's still unclear who will win. It's not that easy to master Fengzhou's soul-stripping technique."
Obviously, Fengzhao's trump card has been seen through by Zhen Cang.
However, there was no anxious look on Yu Xiao's face. He just looked down with interest.
Two hours are coming soon.
But Zhen Liuli still didn't show up.
There was already a lot of discussion in the audience, and everyone in the Fengzhao and Zhencang lineages could not sit still.
Zhen Cang's family had no idea what was going on, and Zhen Yunxiao had already returned to the library to look for Zhen Liuli.
The Fengzhao lineage is even more confused. They are all guessing at this moment, is the Zhencang lineage really timid?
At this moment, in the library.
Luo Yi was standing in front of a huge picture scroll, stunned.
This scroll is as big as a carpet and is tens of meters long!
I don’t know which painting master from Lingzhou came from. The scene in the painting made Luo Yi’s heart tremble.
In this painting, the sky is stained with blood and corpses are floating thousands of miles away.
Mountains and rivers are torn apart, families and countries are shattered, and people exchange their children for food.
There seemed to be only four characters in the tens of meters long scroll.
"It's tragic."
"Liu Li!"
A rapid voice suddenly sounded behind Luo Yi.
Luo Yi was stunned. He turned around and saw Zhen Yunxiao walking quickly with an anxious expression.
"What are you still doing here? Everyone is..."
Before Zhen Yunxiao finished speaking, he saw the picture scroll on the ground.
Zhen Yunxiao was stunned for a moment, and then his expression suddenly became a little complicated.
Luo Yi suddenly remembered why Zhen Yunxiao came, and he smiled apologetically, "Sorry, uncle, I accidentally forgot the agreed time."
"Let's go."
With that said, Luo Yi walked towards the outside of the library.
Zhen Yunxiao took another look at the painting before leaving, then sighed and followed Luo Yi.
On the way, Zhen Yunxiao couldn't help but ask: "Liu Li, do you know who painted that painting?"
Luo Yi shook his head. Strangely enough, most of the scrolls on the second floor were signed.
But this painting alone has no signature.
Zhen Yunxiao said with a complex expression: "This painting was painted by the Demon Ancestor of Fengzhou lineage back then."
Luo Yi was slightly startled. He looked at Zhen Yunxiao in disbelief: "What a coincidence?"
Zhen Yunxiao nodded: "The painting shows the scene when our Lingzhou Continent fell."
The speed of the two of them was not slow. Seeing that the prototype of the arena had appeared in front of them, Zhen Yunxiao couldn't help but ask: "Liu Li, are you really confident?"
It's no wonder that Zhen Yunxiao is so nervous. Luo Yi is really too calm these days, as if he doesn't take this battle of life and death into his heart at all.
Could it be that we already have full confidence?
Luo Yi pondered for a long time, then suddenly smiled and said: "Actually, I am not confident of winning. Just take it one step at a time."
Zhen Yunxiao was stunned, but before he could say anything else, Luo Yi jumped up, and then his figure drew an arc and landed heavily on the ring in the distance!
For a time, dust and smoke were everywhere.
Zhen Yunxiao suddenly choked on his words, and for a long time, he just laughed and cursed.
"This brat."
Luo Yi's appearance immediately made everyone on both sides breathe a sigh of relief.
The Zhencang family valued their only son very highly, so they would inevitably dote on him, but they were really afraid that this bastard would do something wrong at the critical moment.
People in the Fengzhou lineage were naturally worried that Zhen Liuli would escape without a fight. If this was the case, all previous efforts would be in vain.
Luo Yi stood on the ring, and opposite him, Fengzhao sat cross-legged.
Fengzhao slowly opened his eyes and looked at Luo Yi.
"You came."
"Um."
Luo Yi responded casually, then looked around, "There are quite a lot of people."
Fengzhao did not get up, he just sat cross-legged and looked at Luo Yi not far away: "You have changed."
Luo Yi twitched his lips and said, "Stop chatting and let's get started."
After saying this, Luo Yi also sat down cross-legged.
But before his soul left his body and went to the stage of life and death, Luo Yi seemed to look up intentionally or unintentionally.
