While dodging the devastating light column that was attacking from the abyss, Chen Fei dived. After a while, he finally found the evil flower that was rooted in the magma. It was incredible that the evil flower that had left the pond actually penetrated the root system into the magma. The evil winding branches and stems climbed the rock wall to grow, constantly absorbing the energy in the rock wall, creating the destruction light waves that destroyed everything that touched.

"Damn it, how could it grow so fast!" Chen Fei could not imagine how things developed into what they are now. In his eyes, it took only a short time to throw the flower of evil into the underground abyss, and he should not have become like this.

He really couldn't imagine that, because even as the master, even if he had close contact with Qishenshanhechuan, he did not fully understand the operating rules of the divine scroll. The asymmetry between the divine scroll and the rules of the Kyushu world, and he did not understand these at all. Chen Feikong has the power of the master, but he did not understand the rules of the world's operation, so that the world itself brewed the will to fight it, which led to such a great disaster today.

Fortunately, his combat power is still quite strong, after all, he has the dual blessing of the power of the master and the immortal power of the Jiuzhou.

Chen Fei raised his right hand without hesitation, and Chaohua Xi picked up the sword and burst out with a super sword energy that could not be seen at a glance while raising the sword. He cut off the main stem of the evil flower and split the boiling and rolling magma.

Chen Fei knew that this single strike was not enough to destroy the other party, because the plant had unprecedented vitality. He then rotated the sword edge, stirred up the magma, and killed the evil flower plants that were climbing on the rock wall. It was difficult to completely eliminate them. Those plants contained the power of magma. After they were broken, they could soon grow again, endlessly. At the same time, all the newly grown plants pointed their fingers at Chen Fei, and did not release energy randomly. All the energy gushed out after a brief gathering. The light columns intersected with each other dozens of times thicker than before, almost filling the width of the earth abyss.

"Does the master even want to fight?" Chen Fei felt a little difficult, and felt that using the immortal trick alone could not completely destroy the other party. He calmed down. When the overwhelming light was almost swallowing up, when the huge roar lingered in his ears, he gently closed his eyes. Everything in the world seemed to have left him, or he himself was everything in the world!

Chen Fei entered an incredible state, and everything seemed to be paused under his perception. This is a state that only the master can enter. At this moment, he realized the extraordinaryness of life, the laws of a world flowing like fine sand, and the mission that the master shoulders. Although it was just tearing apart a small corner of the entire dark curtain, a large amount of information had been conveyed.

Chen Fei stretched out his hand forward. What was incredible is that under the destructive power, he was like a fish in water, extremely comfortable. In fact, the truth is very simple. Whether it is creation or destruction, it is part of the world, and he is the master of the world.

Chen Fei, who stretched out his hand, grabbed the sand flowing from his fingers, clenched it, put it on his chest, and when it opened again, the light waves surged out in the eyes of outsiders, like all the devastating power receded like a tide in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a tornado came down from the sky, mixed with thunder and thunder, and went straight from the sky to the ground. Whether it was the hot magma or the plants of the evil flower had no resistance in front of it, it was easily crushed and turned into dust scattered in the wind. After doing all this, the tornado shrank smaller and smaller until it was an inch long and short, flying in front of Chen Fei, and was dragged by him with his palm.

Here, he is the only master of all things in the world. Anything that attempts to shake his status will be cleansed by the storm. Chen Fei felt the power of the storm. The power of the rules. The storm is not the wind, but the rules. It is the dominant position given by the mountains and rivers. As the storm, he holds the power of life and death in all things, and his power can destroy everything, whether it is light or dark.

The crypt was restored to the first time he was looted. The bare stone walls reflected misery and depression, and were lifeless. In the confrontation with Chen Fei, the crypt seemed to be at a disadvantage. As long as he had the will, he could destroy all the things he had finally nurtured in a moment.

Chen Feifei returned to the ground and paid attention to every detail during the upward process to ensure that there were no branches and stems of evil flowers. When he came to the ground, he found that the terrain had changed a lot. The width of the cave that originally occupied Shanyin expanded more than twice. The steep cliffs in Shanyin were destroyed by the destruction of Guangsha. The plants disappeared, the rocks were broken, and the entire Shanyin turned into a huge basin. The basin was bare and had no vitality. A cave was formed in the center. The cave was deep and the bottomless, and a trace of light could not be penetrated.

"The terrain has changed again!" Chen Fei stepped on the void and came to a high place, and found that due to the destruction of the flower of evil, not only the crypts expanded outwards, but the mountains that were originally next to each other were no longer as closely connected as before. There were gaps between the mountains. The so-called gaps were the plains on Jiuzhou. There were not many plains, but there were still obvious changes compared to the past.

"The land of mountains and rivers is even more vast." This is Chen Fei's most intuitive feeling.

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The horror of the night lies in the lack of light. When there is no light in your heart, life will be like an lingering nightmare and will never wake up!

The evildoer chooses to do evil at night because darkness can cover up evil deeds, shake people's hearts, suppress the light in the hearts of the victim, and make him lose the ability to resist.

Linghu Xuanzhou doesn't like the night, and can even be said to be very disgusted, because from the time he can remember, the night has become the main theme of life. He is a thief at the age of five, blocking the road and robbing at the age of ten, and fighting against the gang at the age of thirteen. Almost the whole first half of his life, Linghu Xuanzhou lived in the darkness of the night. This darkness made him tired. He longed for light and wanted to stand in the sunlight. Because of the wish in his heart, after he became the king of Jinling City, the first thing he did was to make the night in Jinling City brighter than the day.

"Hu, breath, breath, breath!" More than 20 years have passed, and Linghu Xuanzhou once again stood in the darkness. His bloody gaze contains determination to be sure of everything. He has been forced into a desperate situation by a young man thirty years younger than him.

The former king is already in decline, but his immortal will allows him to use his body and dignity to protect the country he has built with his own hands.

"Crack!" The sound of the branch breaking, Chen Fei appeared behind him, less than ten steps away from him.

"You are here!" Linghu Xuanzhou's voice was hoarse. The cold night could not blow his firm heart. He stood in the darkness, merged into the darkness, and remained motionless. "I knew that those mechanisms could not stop you."

Chen Fei was silent. He held a sword in his hand, his green clothes drooped on the ground, and his back was straight. He was secretly lurking from the locust trees. When he got closer, he gave up his plan to attack and deliberately broke a branch. In his opinion, sneak attack was not the right way to do it, let alone today's opponent is a generation of hero Linghu Xuanzhou.

Linghu Xuanzhou stood in a yard covered with trees. Many tall and tall locust trees were planted between the courtyards. The canopy of the locust trees covered the space without any starlight tighter, and the entire courtyard could be said to be dark.

There is a ditch next to the woods, and water is brought in from outside and irrigates the trees along the ditch. Linghu Xuanzhou should know that he can control the plants, but chose the battlefield here, which made Chen Fei respect him.

"I'm planning to fight fairly, this is the way the king should have!" So Chen Fei, who could have quietly attacked the other party, gave up his thoughts, and he was determined to give the last dignity to the former king.

"Brother Chen, why do you mean to live in the world?" Linghu Xuanzhou stood under the big locust tree. He was eight feet tall, strong in shape, sleeveless arms, and wearing a luxurious purple and gold coat. The top and bottom of the coat were one-piece, tightened with legs, and a skirt was attached to the outside of the pants, which was supposed to be for decoration. There was a pair of black cloth shoes under his feet, and a strong figure of a smart family. Standing ten steps away, Chen Fei could only see his back, which was bleak and lonely, and was perfect for the big locust tree next to him.

The dark clouds were pressing against the ground and the black wind was swept wildly. Linghu Xuanzhou's robe was blown away, and his body stood still. His hair was still neatly combed as usual, but there were a few strands of silver threads in it. As he got old, Linghu Xuanzhou's white hair was only concentrated on his temples. When he saw it today, he even had it on his head, showing the hero's decadence.

"Brother Linghu, I can pretend that what happened today has not happened. Let's go to the imperial capital safely. Brother Linghu may be able to return to Jinling and live a life like a fairy couple with Sister Hu."

"The past is gone, and I will never go back." Linghu Xuanzhou's tone was filled with melancholy, "Brother Chen, why do you think people live in the world for!"

Chen Fei knew that the other party had decided, so he stopped forcing him. He pondered for a moment and said, "For fame, for profit, and for the achievement of the ** in his heart, I think that's all that."

"Yes, that's all." Linghu Xuanzhou turned around, the only light in the sky reflected the scales on his forehead, "Brother Chen, can you listen to me tell a story?"

Chen Fei felt great sadness from him. This sadness seemed to come from not only the hero's old age, but also had other deeper reasons. "I am honored to be able to listen to Brother Linghu telling stories!"

"Where are you tired of listening, you can interrupt me at any time." Linghu Xuanzhou sat down in place, leaning against the tree of the big locust tree, looking at the black clouds in the sky empty, as if recalling a past under the distant starry sky, "A child was once born in a slum, his father was a gambler and his mother was a prostitute. He heard the most words he heard was despises, and the eyes he saw were rolling his eyes the most. Not to mention the children of high-ranking officials, he was the body The peers next to him stood at the door of his house every day to make children's songs and mocked him and insulted him. When he was away from home, he pressed him down in the mud and peed into his mouth. The boy lived a very hard life, but he did not give up. He endured every time he was beaten, and he endured every time he was insulted. He had only one thought in his heart, that is, to make these people who once looked down on him, and to make those who were noble and noble again dared to ignore him, and to look at him differently.

Finally, when he was five years old, his father was cut off his hands and feet and died on the street. His mother suffered from flower disease and died in the same year. His parents left one after another. Instead of being sad, the children were relieved. Because the world did not laugh at him or her excuses to attack him, he walked out of the house that day and used the only kitchen knife in the house to fight back at the children who had bullied him, making them regret the cruel behavior they had done forever. The children who were arrogant in the past were cut off very miserably. They knelt on the ground and cried and begged for mercy. Looking at their begging faces, the boy did not feel happy because he knew that those people did not really look down on him. They were just afraid of him, but they were just afraid. So the boy made a wish and made sure that everyone in the world would never dare to look down on him again!

The boy began to work hard to realize this dream. He stole when he was young, robbed money when he was older, robbed women when he was older, and robbed territory. The boy knew that everything in the world was far away from him and did not belong to him. If he wanted to have it, he could only steal or rob. In this most primitive way, when he snatched enough things, he could make the world look at him differently.

In order to realize the dream in his heart, the boy plundered and killed frantically. The boy was not afraid of death. The boy refused to join any gang. He wanted to create his own world.

The children who insulted him became trustworthy brothers. The boy established a well-known sect, Qinglong Gang, on the underworld with his ferocity and decisiveness! Those who joined the Qinglong Gang will always be brothers, share wealth and prosperity, and share weal and woe.

The boy was not satisfied. He longed to go out of the darkness to gain true recognition from the world, admire and longing from the world, and let everyone look at him differently. For this reason, he made the second key decision in his life, go out, go to the sun, whiten the black money in his hands, and snatch reputation and status beyond wealth.
Chapter completed!