Feng Shen Lang Jun, whose real name is unknown and whose origin cannot be verified, is very mysterious.


    Not to mention these, in ancient times, the strong strength of Feng Shen Lang Jun was the first person worthy of his name. In the whole holy land world, no one was the enemy of his unity, with unparalleled prestige and vast magic power.


    Even now, people often talk about the wind god husband, and their faces will show awe.


    This is the respect for the strong and an ancient emperor.


    However, who could have thought that the wind god husband had already died and sat in the depths of a deserted and dilapidated underground palace, which was unknown to outsiders.


    "Is this the wind god husband?"


    Yang Xuan stopped and stared at the green robed man in the distance.


    This man is the wind god husband. He sits on the ground with black hair spread over his shoulders. His majestic body is motionless and stands upright.


    Although the whole body has no vitality and breath, the flesh is intact, like eternal immortality.


    Of course, this is the mercy of the willow tree, who said to keep the whole body of the God of the wind, otherwise the God of the wind is now a skeleton.


    Thinking of this, Yang Xuan couldn''t help feeling sad on his face.


    This is the wind god Lang Jun, who is invincible in the eyes of the world. Now his body is dead and his soul is gone, leaving only one generation of fame to spread through the ages.


    "No matter how powerful people are, they will fall down. You must be careful in your future. I''ve been sleeping for so many years and finally woke up. I don''t want to change my master."


    Purgatory boy way.


    "Don''t worry, I''ll be careful. Besides, my life is hard. It''s hard for ordinary people to kill me."


    Yang Xuan nodded, and then he saw that the wind spirit bead in his hand was blooming with a sharp light.


    At the next moment, a figure jumped out of it, swished through the sky and disappeared into the heart of Feng Shen''s eyebrows.


    Boom!


    An unimaginable pressure, like the vast sea hitting the sky, broke out from the wind god Lang Jun, and the earth was turned upside down for a time, with flying sand and stones and billowing smoke and dust.


    This is Diwei. It can change the color of mountains and rivers and kill all souls.


    Bang!


    Yang Xuan''s legs sank and his feet cracked the ground. With him as the center, he quickly spread in all directions.


    "It hurts!"


    Yang Xuan took a breath, and the whole man bowed into a shrimp. If he hadn''t been tough, he would have fallen to the ground.


    Rao was so. In just a moment, most of his bones were broken, and countless blood holes were broken in his skin. It was bloody and painful.


    This is him. If he were an ordinary martial artist, he would be crushed to pieces and die.


    "Hold on. What about Diwei? I''ll come to this realm sooner or later."


    Yang Xuan clenched his teeth and his eyes were firm.


    He tried his best to run the Sun Zhenyuan and support the body protection force to resist this imperial power.


    Kaka, Kaka!!!


    In a series of dull noises, his protective body element force continued to crack and was about to break.


    "Diwei is worthy of Diwei. It''s really not what I can compete with!"


    Yang Xuan was shocked, but there was no fear on his face. He really couldn''t bear it. It''s a big deal to use the great void skill to escape.


    WOW!


    Soon, Yang Xuan''s bodyguard force exploded and disappeared.


    At the same time, Diwei also disappeared, and the world of riots gradually returned to calm.


    "Hoo!"


    Yang Xuan heaved a sigh and sat down on the ground without image. He just felt like he was going to fall apart.


    Fortunately, his body was strong and his injury seemed serious and shocking, but every minute and second passed, he was nourished and repaired by Qi and blood.


    This is the strength of half an immortal body. No matter how much the injury is, as long as the body doesn''t collapse in an instant, it can recover quickly.


    But after a few breaths, Yang Xuan felt warm all over.


    This is the function of Qi and blood. Both cracked bones and flesh are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.


    It is no exaggeration to say that his blood is a panacea. A drop of blood essence can make a seriously injured person lively.


    "What a powerful body and vigorous Qi and blood. You must have cultivated a shocking body refining magic power?"


    Suddenly, a thick and vicissitudes voice came.


    "Who?"


    When Yang Xuan was shocked, he looked up and saw that the wind god Lang Jun raised his head. A pair of eyes as bright as stars were looking at him.


    "Wake up!"


    As soon as Yang Xuan''s eyes coagulated, he hurried to stand up from the ground and bowed to give a big gift. "Younger generation Yang Xuan, come from the holy world and visit the great emperor."


    The great emperor of ancient times is so powerful that he deserves to pay homage.


    "When I left the wind spirit beads, I was worried that I would encounter an accident in the imperial tower, so I left the inheritance. I didn''t expect that someone could come here with the wind spirit beads over the years."


    When the wind god husband spoke, a smile appeared on his face and said, "if you can get the wind spirit pearl, it proves that you and I are destined. Get up. Don''t be polite."


    After saying that, he brushed his sleeve gently, and suddenly a force as light as the breeze poured out of thin air and helped Yang Xuan up.


    "Thank you."


    Yang Xuan stood up straight and looked at the wind god Lang Jun. although he knew what had happened, he couldn''t help asking.


    "Emperor, what happened that year, why even you..."


    "If you don''t mention what happened in those years, I can only give you a piece of advice. Don''t try to find reincarnation Wulin fragments."


    Speaking of this, the wind god Lang Jun seemed to notice something and said, "strange, it''s gone."


    "It?"


    Yang Xuan''s eyes flashed and blurted out, "the emperor refers to the willow tree?"


    "How dare you know it?"


    The wind god Lang Jun was surprised. If the willow had not appeared, he didn''t know that there were willows in the imperial tower. Yang Xuan was young and his cultivation was not high. Where did he know.


    Yang Xuan explained: "not long ago, there was a wave of reincarnation here. Perhaps it was the strong relationship between the younger gods and spirits. It happened to get a lot of memory fragments from it."


    The wind god gentleman nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "that willow is not simple. It is a tree of fairies. Its strength is equivalent to a half immortal. I am not wronged if I die in it."


    "Is that willow gone now?"


    Yang Xuan asked respectfully.


    "Well, I don''t know. This may be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for you. If you can successfully cross the bridge of reincarnation, you will have the opportunity to see the legendary reincarnation Wulin fragments. As for whether you can get the reincarnation Wulin fragments, it''s good to say."


    "Dare you ask the great emperor, what is the bridge of reincarnation?"


    "It''s very dangerous there. There are great murders and robberies hidden there, and my life is often in danger. I entered the imperial tower alone and once stepped on the bridge of reincarnation. Unfortunately, I couldn''t support it before I went far. I was almost scared and had to retreat back with a seriously injured body. I didn''t expect that the willow tree suddenly fell from the sky and was killed."


    In the end, the voice of Feng Shen Lang Jun was still very calm, and there was no reluctance and resentment at all.


    In this regard, Yang Xuan sincerely admired him. He said, "if the emperor hadn''t been injured, the willow might not have been able to get you."


    "You''re a good talker, but you don''t need to flatter me. I know my strength. Even if I''m healthy, it''s difficult for willows to compete."


    The wind god Lang Jun lost his smile.


    Yang Xuan smiled but did not speak, so he heard the wind god Lang Jun say, "there are three supreme masters outside. Are they here for you?"


    "Three supremacies?"


    Yang Xuan frowned and knew that one of them must be Chu Bufan.


    As for the other two, they are likely to be the supreme masters of the Wei family and the Zhou family.


    Under the temptation of the magic jade slips, once they get the news, the supreme power of the Wei family and the Zhou family must take a share.


    "Here''s the thing..."


    Yang Xuan didn''t hide anything, so he simply told the story of the magic jade slips.


    "I see."


    The wind god gentleman nodded and didn''t say much about it.


    He said: "the wind spirit bead is a secret treasure of space. You can use it to store things after refining. In addition, I have a talisman in the wind spirit bead. If you are in danger in the future, you can sacrifice this talisman, which is enough to kill ordinary emperors, but remember, you don''t have to use it until the critical moment."


    "Yes, I remember."


    Yang Xuan nodded seriously, and the excitement on his face was hard to hide.


    Although it is not clear what talisman there is in the wind spirit bead, since the wind god Lang Jun said that he could kill ordinary emperors, it would never be false.


    "Just remember. I don''t have much time left. Next, I''ll give you a fortune."


    The wind God said, and his face suddenly turned pale.


    "Emperor, you?"


    Yang Xuanguan cut.


    "It doesn''t matter. Now close your eyes and relax."


    Hearing the speech, Yang Xuan hesitated and closed his eyes according to the speech.


    While he closed his eyes, a magnificent and vast message rushed into his brain, and then a picture automatically evolved in his brain.


    I saw a great figure without any breath. Standing alone on a magnificent sea, waves came, and I couldn''t get close to him.


    All the waves, just close to his body, will automatically disintegrate and become invisible.


    "How strong!"


    Yang Xuan was shocked. He had seen that the figure was the wind god Lang Jun.


    "I became famous in the holy world, but I was not from the holy world, but was born in the limitless sea of Hongmeng world, and the sea area under my feet is the limitless sea, which is also the place where I understand the law of the wind."


    A voice sounded in Yang Xuan''s head, then the wind god Lang Jun on the sea moved, a slender right palm stretched out, and a wisp of breeze gathered in his palm.


    This breeze, gentle as a willow, is very warm, like the rising sun, which can moisten everything.


    Yang Xuanping held his breath, his heart was like water. He looked and understood with his heart, trying to listen to the voice of "Tao" from the breeze and capture its track.


    "The wind is formed by the flow of air, invisible and untouchable, but it is everywhere, inexhaustible and inexhaustible. This is the origin of the wind. As long as you master the origin, you can control the wind."


    After opening the door, I had to say that Yang Xuan''s understanding was terrible. He caught something soon.