Song of the Four Realms

The cloud also, the wind also.

Ink too.

There are black soils in the military world,

Black soil is definitely an important strategic material.

especially.

For the bottom dwellers, it is the most important.

It is occupied by some demon clan at this moment.

Oh, by the way, it doesn't matter what kind of demon this is.

After all, he was going to die, and there was nothing left to say.

Mi Lan is here.

Here is his own choice.

and so.

Are you interested?

should be.

"Here, although the breath is weak, its quality is the strongest."

Mi Lan said something to herself.

It was so.

Then there's no problem,

It's a battle for the head.

Yeah.

Mi Lan saw the demon clan of "Shushu".

Empty the food of the creatures in the surrounding military world, and occupied all the land that can be planted.

For evil.

is the reason they must die.

And not for evil, or what?

Or because it hurt the vast number of living beings.

If it hadn't caused such great harm to the bottom creatures, even if the quality was the strongest, Mi Lan would not have come first.

God kills.

The beginning is already there.

It's just little things here.

Mi Lan would not say anything else at all.

He raised his spear and stabbed forward.

A one-man battle has begun.

Mi Lan went on a killing spree.

There was no change in the expression on his face.

is not required to change.

After killing this place, you have to change to kill it.

That's right.

Ling Fengyu is not the same.

The most places were chosen.

It turned out to be really quick to kill.

But in a day or two, so many people have been killed.

Where are you today?

Is it in the fourth-order realm?

how?

This is also across the map?

Who is the place to choose?

Well, that's it.

To be honest, the overall strength of Tier [-] is really much higher than that of Tier [-].

If it is really divided according to the level of land, what will happen to the nine-level land boundary?

It's hard to imagine.

Ling Fengyu just imagined it a little bit, but his spine felt chills.

Really are.

Forget it, the things in front of you are the main thing.

Kill, kill, start the most extreme killing,

Say something.

Ling Fengyu can kill people normally.

There is no burden at all.

Especially the massacre of demons.

It was simply a cruel death.

Eternal trouble.

Cutting weeds and eradicating roots is what Ling Fengyu often does, but sometimes it is the people around Ling Fengyu who are afraid of being killed by others.

This is very contradictory.

It is clear that Ling Fengyu often destroys the family, but he did not do the things that are known.

This is really it.

It's fun.

When Ling Fengyu reached the deepest point.

A group of young children.

What should I do?

Toddlers of the Demon Race.

how to say?

It is pure and innocent.

The kind that doesn't know the world yet.

It's just that there are genes from previous generations in the genes.

perhaps···

But Ling Fengyu didn't want to kill here.

However, how can the demons be left behind?

"Your Excellency has followed all the way, why don't you come in and talk."

Ling Fengyu said coldly.

"Your Excellency is too merciful. Just like Mi Lan back then, he also left behind such a group of children. He left the fragments of heavenly slaughter for those children. As long as there is no excessive killing, they can inherit the fragments when they grow up. The strength inside is enough to protect yourself."

Ye Luxi is a similar alchemist.

how?

You alchemists don't go to refine medicine to cure diseases and save people, but come to be lobbyists?

"Are you teaching me a lesson?"

Ling Fengyu smiled coldly.

"No, no, no. I'm just talking about a fact. I'm a scumbag, but you are the mad king of the human race?"

"Yes, so what?"

"His Royal Highness, don't be angry. Tell me about the current situation. I think, kill!"

The ink painter also made a beheading action.

Does this count as whipping Feng Yu?

If you say kill, then I won't kill.

"Well, it's time to think about it."

Ling Fengyu did the opposite.

"The king of the human race, we are willing to regard you as the king of the demon race."

Oh?

This little boy will come.

"The king of the demon clan? What king?"

Ling Fengyu smiled.

This kid is very interesting.

"Nightmare King."

"Is there someone named Nightmare King among the people I killed?"

As he spoke, Ling Fengyu walked over slowly, pinched his throat and lifted him up.

"To be regarded as a king to those who love relatives and enemies is either a young man or a gentleman, it is not too late in ten years. Which one is your choice?"

"King, after listening to our past, you will understand that it is no longer between the two."

"Oh? Tell me? By the way, I'll give you half a day, kid. If you can't tell why, I'll kill you."

"King, listen to me."

His face turned red.

"Go ahead."

Different ways of the wind.

The home of the sword.

It is famous all over the world.

No trace left.

I don't know since when.

There is one more wind powerhouse in the military world.

Where he walked, only disaster remained.

after the disaster.

People just think it's a natural disaster.

For example, there was an earthquake here before, but after he left, it was only a little stronger, and the place where floods were frequent, was only half flooded in the back...

Blessed.

It made disasters more serious and frequent, but otherwise, there was nothing to notice.

Also.

Anyway.

Who cares about other people?

Only others will care.

Who is this person?

Why do you walk in the military world?

Why do natural disasters happen?

These all need people to explore.

And coincidentally,

Feng Fuyao, who was also Feng Fuyao, happened to know a catastrophic place that had changed, and in the end, this person came back by chance.

The two meet.

look at each other.

then.

The wind swayed and the Fengshen sword came out quickly.

Be ready to attack.

And this person didn't care.

Because he is not interested in Feng Fuyao.

And those who are more interested in this,

It's the wind blowing.

He felt the presence of a high position.

The bloodline is higher than oneself.

disaster.

Also see it.

When one party is interested in the other, there can definitely be trouble.

Just like now.

Feng Fuyao made a tentative move.

"disaster."

He also said such a sentence.

"I am disaster,"

No, you said Feng Fuyao is making excuses for yourself.

And what are you doing?

What is there?

Really are.

"Sword, it's too slow."

slow?

This is still slow?

What exactly does this person mean?

To know.

Feng Fuyao has something to say in terms of speed.

Only in this person's opinion.

is slower than him.

Actually, according to the theory of relativity.

You are slow and I am fast.

Maybe that's what he meant.

then.

That's all.

Also okay.

Feng Fuyao clearly realized that he was still no match for the mysterious man in front of him in terms of speed.

Speaking of which, Feng Fuyao didn't even ask for his name, so that's it?

It's too much.

This is not in line with the setting of Feng Fuyao.

It's really exciting.

"Isn't it good to attack someone you've never met before even asking for their name?"

the man asked.

"I don't know your strength, if you win, you will ask, if you lose, you will die!"

No, why does Feng Fuyao feel so crazy at the moment.

"The bloodline of Fengsha is not so easy to absorb. When you meet someone of the same race that can devour you, you will definitely become instinctive to temporarily devour your sanity. If you keep entering, you will always be mad once, even if it is the bloodline of Fengshen. suppress."

This person is very familiar with this.

As expected of the existence of wind.

"Calm down."

He flicked his fingers and shook his forehead in the wind.

Then, there are ripples, but not like wind, more like...

Set with ripples, then crumble.

The fluttering sanity returned.

Not only came back, but also became clearer.

After coming back before, even the avatar turned out to be impatient and violent.

Even though acting vigorously and resolutely seems to have no shortcomings, it does not feel so good.

Only Ling Fengyu could bear it.

"Ah, sorry, I couldn't control it."

"No problem, the Wind Fiend avatar you are using now belongs to the kind that can be influenced by instinct. If you can not go completely crazy, it is considered to be of high aptitude."

Well, I can tell that this is flattery and polite talk.

“Poor qualifications…”

Feng Fuyao is very humble and authentic.

and so.

what is the problem?

The wind is blowing.

First of all, due to fate, luck will be added to the body, and then the Fengshen's blood can be swallowed successfully.

It is also Fengjia.

Wind evil.

It is necessary to balance the forces in the body, good and evil, yin and yang.

Very lucky yes.

In the Yangche Realm, he also found the blood of Fengsha.

He even tried to swallow it successfully.

Not only has his strength soared, but he also has a clone of gods and demons similar to the prison sect.

That's how you can do things everywhere.

This is the end.

Feng Fuyao explained it very clearly.

"Well, you're lucky."

It's really good, and the attributes of Long Aotian's protagonist panel are properly determined.

Therefore,

你 叫 什么 名字？

Feng Fuyao finally asked.

"nameless."

"It turns out that Your Excellency is also named Wuming."

Feng Fuyao thought of Jun Wuming.

"Hahaha~"

The person laughed a few times.

"It's because I don't want to use my old name, and I don't know what to call it, so let's call it Wuming."

"Doing nothing, a name without a name. One reason,"

Feng Fuyao showed his character.

Under this character.

In fact, it is very pleasing.

"So nameless is my nickname for the time being."

The king is nameless, but he is outstanding.

We chatted a few more words.

Messages came from Ling Fengyu and Mi Lan respectively.

what news?

It is their own situation.

"These things, they can decide on their own,"

Nameless said with a smile.

"That's right, everyone is an adult, how can it be possible that they don't have the ability to be autonomous?"

Feng Fuyao also answered the two of them in the same way.

That being the case.

then~

How about this.

Let them decide for themselves.

"This senior is~"

"Catastrophe,"

This, Feng Fuyao has not introduced yet.

Ling Fengyu called out his name.

how?

you know?

This is Feng Fuyao's doubts.

"Huafeng, you can make it easy for me to find, just wait, I will come to you right away."

This time it was Ling Fengyu who was in a hurry.

"Don't come, you need to stay away from me with the engraved marks."

Ling Fengyu didn't pay attention to what Shi Feng said.

"Critical North Territory Calamity Wind Realm intersection, I will wait for you there, you come alone."

This time, the disaster wind escaped.

The disaster is severe.

But, will Feng Fuyao stick to the crown and not speak out?

Impossible, as far as relationships go.

Ling Fengyu must have been closer.

And really.

"Ok."

Neither agreed nor rejected.

"Well, because of the enchantment, you can only come here alone. Ling Fengyu will be trapped in it, so don't worry."

Calamity explained.

Good guy.

It's all been counted up to this point.