Once you become a demon, you will kill all directions!

Di Yunfeng clearly realized that after all, he was not capable enough, so that the enemy could bully him. Only by becoming stronger can he dominate the six realms and avenge Xue'er!

Over the years, he has been seeking opportunities to integrate immortals and martial arts. He never thought that under extreme grief and depravity, the heretics's demonic thoughts grew in his heart. It was this part of the demonic thought that combined the power of immortals and martial arts to the extreme!

Anger is also a source, which can stimulate the potential energy of the human body! (In layman's terms, it is the anger value.)

When a man is angry, one man is in a pass, and ten thousand men will not open up! I swear to prove that the beauty is unfair and kill him in a dim way!

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Di Yunfeng has a dragon ball, which contains more than 100,000 cultivation levels. If it can absorb 80% of it, it can ascend to the Immortal Lord; he also has a booklet, which was given by General Wei before his death. This book records General Wei's experience of becoming the Emperor of Martial Emperor after the Four Declines, as well as the method of fellow immortal martial practitioners whom he pursued throughout his life. He was like reading the Book of Heaven, but now he has become one of the masters of Zhenwu. At least most of the experience can be understood. If he can understand most of the booklets, what is the difficulty of fighting against the Three Declines to advance to the Martial Arts?

The martial arts power plus the immortal power of the immortal king, and the fairy martial arts fellow practitioners plus the catalysis of the angry demonic thoughts. The Daluo Golden Immortal is not afraid of coming!

For one hundred years, Di Yunfeng only gave himself a hundred years. He had to complete the process of 100,000 years for others to advance within this hundred years!

Even if he is corrupted by the decay of heaven and man all the time, even if he is bombarded by the golden thunder robbery every day... He is tired and too selfless. He vows that from now on, he will only do what he is in his heart. Whoever dares to disturb him will die!

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Day after day, spring goes and autumn comes.

In a short while, cultivators above the Yuanshen will have to retreat for hundreds of years every time they advance to a small realm. The pace of the Immortal Realm is actually not slow, but the lifespan of the monk is too long, and time seems to be no longer so important.

Di Yunfeng said that after a hundred years of seclusion, there would never be one more day. He slowly opened his eyes and opened the barrier and walked out of the retreat cave at the first sunrise of the 100th year.

A hundred years can make him look old, but it will definitely not erase his inner trauma.

Di Yunfeng had 30% stubble on his mouth, his gray pupils were melancholy, his expression was cold, and his face was bloodless. But he did become stronger. When he looked back, the flowers around him were blooming without color.

"You're out?" Mo Han came in the air, but was several meters away from Di Yunfeng, and greeted with a frown.

Di Yunfeng nodded slightly, and had not spoken for a hundred years, and his voice was hoarse: "What happened during this period?"

Mo Han said: "There are several great beauties who have come to find you, and Liu Fusu and General Shang from Zhenwu have also come to find you, but when you hear that you are in seclusion, you don't stay much."

Di Yunfeng said: "So, the relationship between the fairy and martial arts has been alleviated?"

Mo Han shrugged and said, "That's it. It's just that. It's reconciled on the surface, but it's still uneasy on each other in secret. To look at the Six Realms Conference in ten years, if the discussions are harmonious, the Six Realms may be peaceful for a while. If both sides refuse to give in, then the dispute will continue."

This is an excellent thing, for Di Yunfeng.

"I will be back in ten years."

"Where are you going now?"

Mo Han wanted to follow Di Yunfeng and asked, but the level of escape technique was too far apart. In an instant, all Di Yunfeng's aura drifted with the wind.

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Liangcheng, when the spring and snow are white.

The ghost world is in good terms with Zhenwu, and the ghost gate is well managed. Beiliang City, which is full of yin energy all year round, has finally been liberated. A large number of people are willing to purchase a piece of land in this newly opened Beiliang City, which is cheap and affordable.

Liangcheng lasted for a hundred years, with harmonious politics and people, and all the wastes prospered. It surpassed the top Zhenwu city in one fell swoop.

It was a month after Di Yunfeng returned to Feixue Inn. At this moment, he stood in the guest room, looking out at the window of the chair and looking forward to the entire prosperous Liang City. He was only a little bit away, only one step away, and the last person, so all the beauty in this world belongs to him...

"Have you not come yet, General Shang?"

Mu Xin held a bowl of ginseng soup and replaced the cold meals that he had put down last night on the table.

Facing the greetings, Di Yunfeng did not blink at all and said nothing. Mu Xin could sigh: "I don't know if I'm dead, will you be so sad..."

This sentence seemed to touch the scar deep in Di Yunfeng's heart. Qiqi's death was a scar. He went through a lot of hardships to make the scar heal, but he did not expect that Li Yan'er's death cut another cut on the wound, and then the wound gradually healed with Li Yan'er's resurrection. Finally, he learned that Mu Xueyixiang had lost her jade damage... He stabbed her three times in the same place. Even if the wound had thoughts, he was unwilling to heal again, right?

"Why do you say that?" Di Yunfeng turned around and looked at Mu Xin sadly, "Is there any better time when you are injured?"

Mu Xin knew the man in front of him to do anything, so he threw himself into his arms without hesitation and apologized: "I'm sorry, I just saw you become like this, I... I feel sorry!"

Di Yunfeng hugged Mu Xin and moved it gently to the window a foot, sighing: "There is a sun today, be careful of being burned..."

Mu Xin is a ghost cultivator. After Liangcheng cleared, she could not take a step out of the inn. She said helplessly: "I want to bask in the sun again, but unfortunately... By the way, even if Mu Xueyi dies, can't you find a way to make her reborn in the ghost world? Yan'er, Yanyan, Yanxin, Xiaotong, don't they all survive like this?"

Didn’t Di Yunfeng think so? But Xueer only left a golden hairpin, not even a trace of residual soul... When he thought of Xueer being burned by the fire, he - "Hmph! It is impossible to give up. Even if Xueer comes back, I will avenge her!"

Mu Xin sighed: "Oh, when will the revenge be repaid..."

"She is right, when will the revenge be repaid?" Shang Gui was sitting up on the windowsill at some point.

Shang Prison has completely changed, becoming Di Yunfeng’s previous appearance, sunny, laughing, and full of confidence.

Di Yunfeng became the former appearance of Shang Priest, cold and ruthless, with a pair of unpleasant fish eyes.

"This is for you, you can go down." Di Yunfeng took out a blue bead and stuffed it into Mu Xin's hand. "This is a yin soul. If you really want to go out to bask in the sun, swallow her... The most important thing is not to let Li Yan'er and Feng Yanyan know."

Mu Xin stood on tiptoe happily, chewed Di Yunfeng's cheek, held Yin Po and ran downstairs.

Di Yunfeng smiled slightly, which was the only smile in a century.

"Look, you actually haven't lost all the beauty of this world. In your gray world, at least there are other people you love who can make you smile." Shang Gui jumped into the room from the window.

Di Yunfeng said in a shallow voice: "If it were in the past, this would definitely be passed on to you from me. Unfortunately, everything has changed now. You are the general of Zhenwu and are well-known. The head of the family, half of the Liangcheng is your family business. You have a beautiful and charming wife, you..." The more you say, the more you feel unwilling to accept it.

Shang Gui pursed his lips, picked up the ginseng soup on the table without hesitation, and said while drinking, "To be honest, I am discussing with Eleven recently to have a child, but the conflict between Xianwu has not been completely resolved..."

This is a good idea. Di Yunfeng had thought about being a father hundreds of years ago, but who knew that Shang Gui was walking by him and took the lead. He gritted his teeth and said, "What do you have to do with me if you want a child? I am not asking you to show off in front of me today!"

Shang Gui swallowed the ginseng soup in one mouthful and said with a wry smile: "Only you will think I am showing off. In the future, my son will be born and recognize you as his godfather. If you have so many wives, you will always have a daughter? Let's get married and be in the near future."

Di Yunfeng snorted lightly and said bluntly: "I want 300,000 cannons."

Shang Gui couldn't help but be shocked: "What do you want so many artillery to do?"

Di Yunfeng said coldly: "You don't have to worry about what you do. Just answer me, give me, or not?"

Shang Gui frowned and said, "How can we give so many artillery just by saying it? No matter how good your relationship is, you have to see His Majesty the Emperor before you can make a decision..."

"Then you can go back, but you haven't been here today." Di Yunfeng shook his sleeves and pointed out the window and was about to see off the guests.

Shang Prison sighed: "You have to tell me what you are going to do, right? I can help you."

Di Yunfeng said bluntly: "I want to go to the ghost world to find Gao Chunfeng to take revenge. When I get your cannon cart, I will set off."

"You are simply crazy," Shang Gui said seriously: "Do you know the situation in the ghost world now? Prince Mu occupied the corpse soul world and the distortion world, and became the largest empire in the ghost world in one fell swoop. There are tens of millions of evil spirit puppets under his command. Just you? Do you hit the stone with your eggs?"

"Don't you think I'm stronger?" Di Yunfeng opened his mind and looked down on Shang Jing.

Shang Prison advised: "It's been so long, do you think becoming stronger can solve the problem? If the strong can solve everything, then General Wei will not die. If the strong can command the six realms, then Jin Yuanzi would not have tried his best to burn the Immortal Demon Order! What you are going to be in the ghost world, not the world of the human world!"

"Stop talking nonsense, hand over the cannon cart!" Di Yunfeng was impatient and reached out to ask for help.

The Shang Prison wanted to argue, but he didn't know what to say. Finally, he sighed and took out a token and handed it to Di Yunfeng: "This is the 'Military Talisman' in the Heavenly Palace. There are 100,000 cannon trucks in it. I use my rights to provide it privately. If you want more, you really don't have it unless you go to the army to grab it - but if you go to the army to grab it, even if I turn a blind eye, Liu Xiang would not agree."

Di Yunfeng took the token and put it away, saying, "Then, I'm lucky to see you."

Shang Gui hurriedly grabbed him and said, "You really left like this? At least hello to your group of girls, right?"

Di Yunfeng shook his head and said, "Would you feel upset when a woman cries, makes a fuss and hangs her. "

Shang Prison curled his lips and said seriously: "I'm serious, now the Ghost Inn has opened the teleportation array of Zhenwu, Ghost Empire and Jiuyou Empire. If you need help, just say hello, no one will help you."

Di Yunfeng shook his head, snorted confidently, and said, "Then, goodbye to the Six Realms Conference in ten years." After saying that, he jumped out of the window!
Chapter completed!