C690 Change
C690 Change
All of his strength was trapped inside the Fate Wheel. Under normal circumstances, the quantity of his body and Spiritual Power would not even be comparable to an ordinary person.
However, when killing someone, the killing intent in the Fate Wheel would melt into the void as it wished, giving birth to a feeling of being able to control the life and death of all living things, which was faintly filled with enticement.
To Zhang Yang, temptation was nothing but trash, but this feeling was really weird.
Firstly, Fate Wheel was condensed from the mysterious energy derived from the [Star Shifting Arts]. There were countless years of unending killing intent inside the Fate Wheel, and there were also eight phase extreme elements that condensed into the Eight Heavenly Dragons's energy.
Whether it was the weird Fate Wheel or the killing intent that the Evil Qi transformed into, it was also the Eight Stage Extreme Elemental Dragon. This was Zhang Yang's first time experiencing this, even he was carefully exploring and advancing forward.
He had always been guessing that the Evil Qi's transformation did not end with killing intent, and had always been on guard against it. This was because the Evil Qi's killing intent before it was transformed was already hard for him to suppress, not to mention the killing intent after it had levelled up.
All this time, he had been trying to discover the secrets within, but he didn't manage to come up with any conclusions or conclusions based on it. However, the moment Ku Zhu entered the Demonic Field, the killing intent within the Fate Wheel started to stir.
The moment the killing intent started to move, it would directly affect Zhang Yang's state of mind. Not only that, the Eight Heavenly Dragons in the Fate Wheel also started to turn into the Earth Elemental Eight Extreme Phase, and the two started to fight each other. It was as if they wanted to break away from the Fate Wheel and affect Zhang Yang's desire to kill.
It had to be known that the Fate Wheel was formed by a mysterious energy. Although Zhang Yang didn't know what it was, but he knew that it was very mysterious, almost higher than the known eight phase elements in this world. There was almost nothing that it couldn't destroy.
However, Zhang Yang wasn't sure what would happen if he released it, but he knew that once the killing demonic nature rose, he would definitely become crazy again.
That was definitely not the result he wanted to see.
Zhang Yang stood quietly on the ground with his head slightly lowered, but his eyebrows were tightly knitted.
At this moment, the eight ultimate elements of the Fate Wheel and its endless killing intent had completely gone mad. They intertwined together, twisted together, and formed a chaotic Eddy that was slowly revolving.
Zhang Yang was trying his best to suppress them, and he even wanted to completely refine them. He had a faint feeling that if he couldn't refine them, the dream of condensing their Fates would never come true.
There were still many figures standing in the arena. Ever since Zhang Yang killed Feng Ming and the dark-faced old man, these people had not left.
It was not that they did not want to leave, but they did not dare and could not. That feeling of being looked down by the god of death had always been locked in the depths of everyone's neural field.
A long time later.
The pressure in the hall slowly dissipated. Zhang Yang slowly raised his head and took a deep breath.
It's not foul air, it's a mass of grey gas. At a close distance, it looks like a mass of gray matter composed of billions of particles." It's not foul air, but a mass of grey gas.
"How f * cking …"
He wanted to start a massacre at that moment and kill all living beings in his line of sight. Even though he was temporarily suppressing the power right now, he was still in an unstable state.
He narrowed his eyes and scanned the surroundings. Then, he returned to Ku Zhu's side, lit up a cigarette, and took a long drag. His expression had a bit of helplessness.
"Lord, just now, you …"
Perhaps Ku Zhu was the only one who could understand some clues in the arena, but he only had vague memories and couldn't help but ask.
Zhang Yang Ning frowned and breathed out a mouthful of smoke, then said indifferently, "It's nothing, I was just like you, almost possessed."
"Lord, you've been possessed too?" Ku Zhu was in disbelief.
He was different from Ku Zhu who became a demon with just one thought. He was like a demon with a demonic nature, and in the past, he had been possessed countless times and killed countless people.
The two of them chatted as if no one else was around them, and as the life-threatening pressure dissipated, everyone walked in a circle like they were walking in hell. Soon after, like a flock of scattered birds or beasts, they rushed down the stairs, no one daring to stop, not even a single one.
However, right at this moment, a ripple appeared in the air, followed by a light hum. Five figures appeared in the air.
Five people, four men and one woman. The leading woman was dressed in a purple classical long robe. Her long hair was tied up in a high bun, and her face was covered with a white veil.
Dressed up like this, anyone with the slightest bit of insight would be able to recognize her identity, Old Dragon Mountain, Palace Mistress, and Ning Xuan at a glance.
Behind her were two middle-aged men wearing soft black armor. Both of them had solemn expressions and there was a crescent mark on their foreheads.
The other two people were a young man and an old man with an abnormally pale complexion. The young man was quite handsome, and the words he spoke when looking closely resembled the Feng Ming who was killed by Zhang Yang.
The Shadow Tower's Young Lord, Feng Yin. The pale-faced old man was an antique assassin from Shadow Tower, Bai Wuxiang. He was also known as the "Black and White Killers".
Ever since Zhang Yang had clashed with the second young master of Shadow Tower, Feng Ming, the staff at the Old Dragon Mountain reception desk had already sent a message to Ning Xuan. The most important thing was that they had recognized Zhang Yang, and Ning Xuan had specifically warned them to be careful.
When Ning Xuan found out about this, she immediately went to look for Feng Yin, the young master of the Shadow Pavilion.
Feng Yin was overwhelmed by the fact that the Old Dragon Mountain Palace Mistress had personally come to find him. Even though he was the eldest son of Shadow Tower and had a very high status, he was still a whole level lower than Ning Xuan.
The Old Dragon Mountain was one of the three great protectors of the Federation, and Ning Xuan was the true master of this place. At the same time, she was also an elder of the Night Manor, so the identity of her sister, Mrs Zukiwonagameru, who was in control of the Sunset Goose Palace, was even more special than his father, Feng Wuhen.
The most important thing was that Ning Xuan was a peerless expert today, a true quasi-Transformer, which meant that she was at least at the legendary realm. This was the strength that she had decades ago, but no one knew exactly how strong she was now.
Therefore, when Ning Xuan found him, Feng Yin was very excited. As for Ning Xuan telling him that her brother, who always wanted to compete with him, had a conflict with someone, he didn't take it to heart.
The few of them reacted to everything in the hall the moment they appeared. They did not attack as they had expected. There was only a pool of blood left on the ground; the conflict seemed to have ended.
Ning Xuan looked around and saw the Lady Boss who stood motionlessly at first glance. Immediately, her eyes lit up and she walked over gracefully. A light and pleasant voice came from beneath the white gauze covering her face.
"Mu Linglong, are you here too? Why did you not notify me? If I knew you were coming, I would have sent someone to welcome you. " Even though she said that, a faint smile appeared in Ning Xuan's eyes.
"Hehe, I'm really flattered by Ning Palace Mistress. I'm here to join in the fun, how could I dare to trouble you?"
At this moment, there was a huge difference between the Lady Boss and Zhang Yang, who acted like a obedient cat. There was no allure, no charm, and the momentum around her was like a female war god, not any weaker than Ning Xuan's.
It was not surprising that they knew each other. Old Dragon Mountain and Land of Crime were both places of protection, so they had naturally met each other before. Moreover, they had worked together with Xiao Yunlong before and seen each other a few times in Xiao Yunlong's Field Space.
"Lady Mu, we meet again. This can be considered a form of fate."
Feng Yin's face was full of smiles like a gentleman, but inside, he was very happy. He thought that today was his lucky day, not only did he have Ning Palace Mistress to accompany him, but he also met the woman he had once chased after.
"Hehehehehe …" The Lady Boss smiled but didn't speak. Her voice revealed a trace of indescribable strangeness.
"This is …"
The one who spoke was Ning Xuan. In fact, the first thing she noticed was Zhou Meng, who was covered by a black robe. The reason she was concerned was that Ning Xuanfa couldn't see through this ugly girl.
"Ning Xuan, Palace Mistress. I've heard a lot about you. I'm Zhou Meng."
Zhou Meng was neither humble nor haughty, and she did not reveal any aura. However, she was not affected by the faint aura of struggle outside.
"Zhou Meng?"
Ning Xuan frowned slightly. After some careful thought, she realized that there were no such characters in her memories. Although she was puzzled, she did not mind. With her status and strength, there was no one else she could truly care about.
Of course, there was an exception to this rule. Ning Xuan had taken the initiative to appear here because of this reason.
At once, he slightly nodded his head, and said politely, "When we come to Old Dragon Mountain this time, let's gather properly when we have time, and let me show you my hospitality as a host."
"Hur Hur, I will definitely disturb Ning Palace Mistress."
The Lady Boss smiled, but her expression didn't seem to matter. Zhou Meng, who was standing beside her, didn't say anything. She just stood there silently.
Ning Xuan didn't continue to be polite with him. She immediately shifted her gaze to another place, and soon saw the half-closed eyes of the young man who looked like he was about to fall asleep.
He nodded at the Lady Boss and Zhou Meng, then slowly walked over. However, after just one step, he stopped and stood still on the spot. He stared at Zhang Yang's figure and frowned deeply.
Ning Xuan didn't feel anything special. That person was still as ordinary as ever. However, she had a feeling of unease, and it was unknown where that uneasiness came from.
"What's wrong, Ning Palace Mistress?"
He did not see his brother Feng Ming, but he did not care. From his point of view, with his brother's personality, it was likely that he had long since refined the person he was in conflict with. Before he came, he did not know who Feng Ming had a conflict with, because it was not important, what was important was that he could be by Ning Xuan's side.
"Nothing."
Ning Xuan shook her head slightly and said slowly, "Where is Young Master Feng Ming? Why didn't I see him?"
"Hehe, that kid must be sightseeing somewhere. I don't want to bother about him." For an occasion like this, he definitely could not let Feng Ming disrupt his plans.
"That's not what I meant." Ning Xuan looked directly at Feng Yin and said softly, "Your little brother might have died suddenly or was seriously injured. You should contact him."
"Sudden death? "Injured?"
Hearing that, Feng Yin showed an expression of disbelief, while the pale-faced elder beside him also opened his eyes, looking extremely dangerous.
If it was anyone else who said this, Feng Yin would definitely not believe it. However, the words that came out of Ning Xuan's mouth caused Feng Yin to be shocked and confused. He immediately contacted Feng Ming.