God of Life and Death

The ghost family is prosperous, and Yongfeng town is prosperous.

The residents of Yongfeng Town are naturally happy, and the intrigues between the eight major families are much less!

What's the reason for the intrigue? It's not just for profit.

But now, with greater interests in Yongfeng Town, everyone naturally does not have to fight for each other's petty gains.

Of course, this kind of unity is only temporary, because there is a bigger cake, so people will unite. Once the cake is divided, the internal fighting between them will come back again, but by that time it has been decades or even Hundreds of years later, Fang Yue no longer serves as the guardian of Yongfeng Town!

At that time, Fang Yue was naturally unwilling to take care of the floods that followed.

What's more, if Fang Yue's plan is followed step by step, can Yongfeng Town really persist for decades or even hundreds of years?

Fang Yue is not sure!

"Yongfeng Town, Yongfeng Town! The heaven and earth will be prosperous, and the grains will be eternal!"

Fang Yue stood in front of a stone stele tens of meters high in front of Yongfeng Town. This stone stele was extremely simple and majestic. It was obviously a black stone without any special features, but under the careful carvings of thoughtful people, it turned out that it was It became a huge stone monument tens of meters high. It has experienced wind and rain without being damaged at all, and it will stand forever!

On the top of the stone tablet, there are only eight characters in total.

"Heaven and earth will always be prosperous, and the crops will be plentiful!"

The power of these eight words is astonishing, and they vaguely contain a domineering aura that sweeps the world!

Fang Yue felt it carefully, and could vaguely sense an immortal, eternal spirit that swept across the world!

"Report to the guardian envoy! The Wu family has something important to report!"

At this time, a messenger came from a distance astride a horse, dismounted and landed about ten meters away from Fang Yue, and knelt down on one knee in front of Fang Yue.

He cupped his fists in greeting, which was in line with the rules!

Fang Yue glanced at the messenger, nodded slightly and said, "If anything happens to the Wu family, let their people speak!"

The messenger glanced at Fang Yue in embarrassment: "The head of the Wu family told the general to hand over something to the guardian envoy! Now that the people of the Wu family have been targeted by Thunder Titan, the head of the Wu family and the elders I have no time to come here in person and report various matters to the Guardian Envoy!"

This messenger insisted on giving the Wu family's things to Fang Yue in person.

Fang Yue glanced at him, and then said calmly: "In that case, then give me the thing!"

The messenger stood up and carefully took out a scroll from his waist!

He held it up with both hands and rolled it away, walking towards Fang Yue step by step. Both the expression on his face and the movements of his hands were extremely humble!

After a moment, the messenger came to Fang Yue.

"Please also ask the guardian envoy to open the Wu family's scroll in person!"

The messenger spoke again.

Fang Yue frowned slightly. He already felt something was wrong in his heart, and he was about to ask.

The messenger's expression suddenly changed, he shook off one hand, and the scroll in his hand opened instantly, turning into a violent storm and sweeping towards Fang Yue!

In the storm, every wisp of wind was like a knife cutting, and Fang Yue's body was instantly shattered and turned into countless flesh and blood powder, which dissipated between the heaven and the earth.

"The guardian envoy and the genius of the Human League are nothing more than this!"

A proud laugh came from the heavy armor of the messenger!

The messenger was sure that Fang Yue had died under the storm of the scroll. He took out a white scroll and slowly unfolded it. A large white eagle rushed out of it, flew into the sky, and chirped as a signal!

At the same time, enemies from all directions were coming from all directions in Yongfeng Town! Like a tidal wave, it is so vast that it is hard to see the end!

"The great calamity of Yongfeng Town! The great calamity of Yongfeng Town!"

Extremely sad sounds rang out from different directions in Yongfeng Town.

The armies of the Black Demon Clan, the Ice Demon Clan, the Thunder Titan, and the Dark Demon Clan came from all directions, and their numbers were as large as the sea, a vast sea!

"Give up resistance, and those who surrender will not be killed!"

A saint from the black demon tribe slowly floated up into the sky. He looked down at the surroundings and spoke in a rich voice.

"This Yongfeng Town is the eternal home of my human race! Our human race only has heroes who died in battle, and absolutely no cowards who surrendered!"

A hard and stubborn voice came from the human race! The figure of a human general slowly rose into the sky! He is wearing silver armor, has a square face, and a square face! A pair of eyes looked around like a tiger, with an awe-inspiring aura!

"My husband, Lin Qianqiu, from the Lin family! Come and learn the martial arts from the Saint of the Black Demon Tribe!"

"If a foreign race wants to invade my human territory, just step on my body first!"

The old man's voice was extremely hard, and there was even a sense of resignation in his voice.

Lin Qianqiu is a battlefield general among the human race. He once led the human soldiers to fight in all directions, killing foreigners, and made great contributions to protecting the peace of the human race's territory! Even among foreign races, Lin Qianqiu is a very famous person. He is the human god of war! He is a hero!

At that time, Lin Qianqiu was discharged from the army due to a serious injury and returned to Yongfeng Town to recuperate. The Lin family, which was once ranked last in Yongfeng Town, also rose up overnight because of him and became the fifth largest family in Yongfeng Town!

"Lin Qianqiu, I respect you as a man. You can't afford to wade through the muddy waters this time. I advise you to leave early, so as not to provoke an irresistible enemy for the Lin family!"

The saint of the black demon clan stared at Lin Qianqiu for a moment, and then said slowly.

Although the Black Demon Clan has always been known for being arrogant and domineering, they still have some respect for the real heroes among the human race! Especially a character like Lin Qianqiu, who has a strong reputation among both the human race and the black demon race!

The advice of the saint of the black demon clan was also somewhat kind.

"Hahaha! I, Lin Qianqiu, am stained with blood on the battlefield and have killed countless demons from all walks of life. Is there any muddy water that I, Lin Qianqiu, cannot afford to wade through?"

Lin Qianqiu was quite domineering and had no intention of retreating at all.

"If you die for the clan, Lin will die without regrets!"

Lin Qianqiu looked as if he was ready to die, which made the saint of the black demon tribe only snort.

"Since you are seeking death, then I will kill you with my own hands! Let all the races in the underworld understand that the destruction of the human race is the inevitable trend, and no one can stop the destruction of the human race!"

The Saint of the Black Demon Clan spoke, and he suddenly took action, his palm prints transformed, and thousands of Dao came out at the same time!

If there is a knowledgeable old antique among the human race, he will definitely be able to identify that this is an extremely ancient martial art among the human race - Thousand Fantasy Hands!

Among the thousands of palm shadows, there are both virtual and real, and the combination of virtual and real forms such a palm power!

These thousand phantom hands are fake and real, real and fake, it is hard to guard against!

Although Lin Qianqiu didn't have that much knowledge, he could smell a familiar smell from the black demon saint's starting move.

"This seems to be human martial arts!"

Lin Qianqiu frowned slightly and murmured to himself.

However, at this time, it was a matter of life and death, not the time for him to identify the origin of this martial arts.

"Thousands of powers in Qian Huan's hands, dragon shapes and tiger shadows, and all kinds of beasts come out!"

A clear singing voice came from afar!

The owner of this voice is a little novice monk. This little novice monk looks pretty and quite kind, but the curvature of the corners of his mouth is a bit cynical!

"According to legend, these thousand phantom hands disappeared among the human race thousands of years ago. I don't know where the saints in the black demon race got them from!"

Before Lin Qianqiu could take action, the young novice monk suddenly raised his hand and formed a large palm print, which collided with Qian Huan's hand.

The thousands of phantom hands coming from all over the sky couldn't resist this big handprint, and they suddenly disappeared without a trace!

"Who are you? Dare to ruin the good things of my Black Demon Clan?"

The saint among the black demons was a little angry, and all the muscles in his body were trembling.

Because he already had some vague guesses in his mind, but he did not dare to admit that his guesses were true.

"Fayuan Temple, young novice monk—Xuanzhen!"

The little novice monk put up his palm with one hand, posing like Amitabha!

The saint of the black demon tribe couldn't help but show a dejected expression.

"Fayuan Temple, Yuyuan Temple, this Yongfeng Town is not the territory you protect. Why do you come here to embarrass me, the Black Demon Clan?"

The young novice monk chuckled and said: "As for Fayuan Temple, we have the responsibility to protect the territory of the human race. What's more, you, the black demon clan, are so audacious to destroy our human race's orthodoxy and steal our human race's martial arts! The crime is extremely heinous and unforgivable, and everyone will be punished. Yes! Are you going to surrender and go back to Fayuan Temple with me to explain how you learned martial arts, or are you going to let me send you back to the West in front of everyone, leave your soul behind, and bring you back to Fayuan Temple for salvation?"

Although the young novice monk is young, his conversation and words are definitely not an ordinary young novice monk!

The saint among the black demons snorted coldly: "Although Fayuan Temple has made a grand statement, shocking boundlessly and immeasurable areas, but this time our four tribes unite and are determined to destroy Yongfeng Town, how can we be a small person in your Fayuan Temple?" Can a novice resist? To put it bluntly, what you do is like a mantis trying to use your strength as a chariot, and you are overestimating your capabilities! In the end, not only will you be unable to resist the footsteps of my Fayuan Temple, but you will even risk your life!"

The saint of the black demon tribe became more and more powerful. Eight similar figures appeared vaguely behind him.

This is not the avatar of the saint in the black demon clan, but the eight saints who were refined by him and became his own incarnation!

The little novice monk's face was livid: "Eight Demons! It turns out that the Eight Demons Sect was also wiped out by you! Three thousand years ago, in the Southern Territory, the famous Eight Demons Sect suddenly collapsed, which aroused the suspicion of countless Taoists. Our Fayuan Temple also once After a long investigation, I didn’t find any clues. I didn’t expect that the Eight Demons Art would reappear in the human world through the hands of you, an outsider from the Black Demon Clan!”

The Saint of the Black Demon Clan exclaimed: "Do you know now? It's a pity that it's too late! Thousand Phantom Hands and the Eight Demon Skills have become the inherited skills of my Black Demon Clan! Since I, the Black Demon Clan, dare to perform this today, These two unique skills are not afraid of being pursued by the great figures of your human race! Today I am going to try to see if these eight magic skills are as powerful as the legends. They can increase my combat power by nine times, defeat immortals in retrograde motion, and kill great sage-level people. The strong man!"