After flying for tens of thousands of miles, Fengwu Shenjun stopped, landed in a desolate dead wood forest, and couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of dark red blood.

After taking a few pills, he tore off the tattered inner armor of the Immortal Weapon, revealing a fist-sized scar on his chest, and sighed, "If it weren't for the vitality blessing of the Jade Qilin Jade, my life would have been resting...... How can this evil dragon be so strong? I have to tell Your Majesty quickly!"

'Whew!'

Muttering to himself, Fengwu Shenjun rose into the sky, turned into a streamer of light, and went straight to the Judge City.

......

In a natural cave on one of the islands, a young child with clear eyebrows sat quietly, surrounded by pitch-black viscous gases, which contained strong resentment and heart-rending cries.

Suddenly, the child opens its mouth, and the whale sucks in the water, usually inhaling a stream of black gas into its abdomen. It wasn't until the black qi around him disappeared that he finally opened his eyes slowly.

"Hahaha, the endless refining of resentment and evil qi is really comfortable. It seems that in less than ten days, the skill of my flesh body furnace will be able to climb to the seventh order, but it's a pity that those big demons won't be able to survive a few. Perhaps when he returns here, turn their bodies into corpse slaves. The child grinned, his dark golden pupils deep.

"The defeat back then was providential, this time, I won't lose again!" the child squinted, staring at the heavy black qi emerging from his hands, "This kind of power, such an unheard-of Tao, I will make all living beings prostrate at my feet!"

Suddenly, the child's eyes narrowed.

"Oh, the uninvited guest is here so soon, and the judge's deductive skill is really interesting!" the child grinned, "Well, it's not the time to meet." ”

As soon as the words fell, black qi rushed out of his body, and after a while, his entire body was enveloped, and with the sound of strange laughter, the child disappeared, and everything in this cave was also strangled out by black qi.

After dozens of breaths, two streamers flew in, it was the judge and Ao Xuan.

The judge, dressed in a moon-white robe, stared at the cave in front of him and frowned, "We were late, and he escaped. ”

Ao Xuan felt the remaining black qi around him, and couldn't help but be shocked, "Is this black qi the source of the corpse, so evil!"

"No, it's not just the source of the corpse, there's an equally mysterious power mixed in with it!" the judge's face sank.

"What power?" asked Ao Shu.

The judge just shook his head slightly, "I don't know, I just feel a sense of destruction from the residual black qi...... Look, the Nine Shadows and Eighteen Domains are about to set off a great catastrophe!"

......

In the following time, the army of Judge City, led by the Seven Great Divine Monarchs, continued to attack, and wiped out one demon disaster after another. There is not one of the monsters that escaped from the Heavenly Machine Realm at the beginning, or they are completely hidden and dormant, or they simply escape into the Sea of Reincarnation and leave the Judge Domain.

The demon disaster was calmed down, but the ordinary people of the human race were slaughtered nearly eight million, and for a time, all parts of the judge's domain were full of resentment, and the soil was red.

Time is the best medicine in the world, and all pain will slowly fade away with its passing, and the sad will eventually cheer up, because life still needs to go on.

After the matter of the corpse mound in the dark corridor was exposed, and the cave collapsed, there were constantly people going to Changyang Mountain, or to pay homage to this great ruin, or to try to get the treasure by luck, in short, there are many monks in all shapes.

On the eighth day of the first month of the lunar month, the sky snowed heavily, and the cold wind was like a knife.

A year has passed, and at this moment, nearly a thousand people have gathered in the dilapidated cave of Changyang Mountain, all of them are monks, and most of them come here for the purpose of treasure hunting.

An old man in a gray-haired Taoist robe drank wine while carefully inspecting the ruins at the soles of his feet, he was one of the treasure hunters among the nearly a thousand people.

"Yo, the old guy is looking for treasure at this age, and his ambition is not small!"

A sarcastic voice came, and it was a rather handsome young man who was carrying a long sword, cultivating in the late stage of the void and the darkness, and there were two companions behind him, whose strength was comparable to his.

The old man was quite embarrassed to be silent, he was old and lived outside the five cities all the year round, and his cultivation over the years had not advanced but retreated, and now he was only in the middle of the void.

He obviously didn't want to provoke the other party!

"Old fellow, the master is talking to you, dumb you!" The young man couldn't help but be even more arrogant when he saw the old man silent.

"I, I'm just trying my luck. The old man gritted his teeth in response.

"Hmph, get out, your area is ours!" the young man waved.

The old man hesitated, and stood in place in a daze for a while.

"If you don't get out of here, die!" one of the young men's companions shouted coldly, and the other stepped forward with a cold look on his face.

Everyone present looked at it and thought it was quite interesting. It's all too common to be unusual.

Sometimes when I don't agree with a word, blood splatters five steps. Sometimes, in order to compete for a place to live, the two sides even fight with multiple parties. is even hunted down and killed for a dead weapon, these are just commonplace.

The old man sighed and decided to leave. But at this moment, the corner of his eye suddenly caught a glimpse of emerald green, and his keen intuition told him that what was pressed under the ruins should be a spiritual artifact.

"What should I do? Now everyone is staring at me, and even if I get it, I can't run away at all!" the old man pretended to be calm on his face, but his heart was full of anxiety.

"Hey, why are you still standing there, old fellow, don't you understand what our three brothers are saying?" the young man continued to shout.

The old man looked around and gritted his teeth violently, "Fight, wealth and danger are sought, whether life or death is all up to heaven's will, anyway, my old bones are running out!"

'Whew!'

The old man's figure suddenly moved, and the artifact was less than five meters away from him, and he rushed out violently, beyond everyone's expectations, so that even the three young men did not react.

'Choke!'

The old man struggled to grab it, and a blue light shot out, and this artifact turned out to be a turquoise flying sword.

"Xuan-rank supreme artifact!!" The old man was pleasantly surprised, the moment he held the hilt of the sword, the message of the sword had already entered his mind.

Without hesitation, the old man dropped a drop of essence blood on it, retracted his sword and rushed towards the crack like crazy.

"The Artifact, he got the Artifact!" Someone among the people who watched the excitement finally reacted and set off to chase after it.

"What, this old guy actually got the artifact! damn it, that flying sword should have belonged to us!" the three young men scolded angrily as they chased.

"That flying sword is as clear as water, it looks quite extraordinary, it must be obtained!" the other's eyes lit up.

In fact, the broken cave where they stopped was the Wanbao Demon Realm of the Dark Corridor Corpse Mound, among which the lowest grade of the underworld artifacts were all Xuan-level, and most of them were Xuan-level high-grade and Xuan-level superb, and there were some monks who had obtained the Xuan-level superlative artifact before, so as soon as the underworld artifact was unearthed, it immediately caused a crazy scramble.

"Stop him, don't let him rush up!" someone yelled, and in an instant six people guarded the intersection upward.

"I can't run away, the flying sword is mine!" a yellow-haired strong man intercepted him, and smashed the battle pestle in his hand on his head.

'Boom!'

The old man narrowly avoided the sideways movement, but this also cut off his back road, and dozens of people had already blocked him at this moment.

"Old thing, hand over the flying sword!!, or die!" The three young men approached as well, and all three drew their swords and stared at him with grim faces.

"Although the refining time is too short, I have to fight!" The old man's face turned pale, and he turned his hand and took out the emerald flying sword.

'Bang!'

The flying sword flickered, and suddenly the blue light was sprinkled in all directions, and the sword aura was overwhelming, and the long stick in the hand of a young monk in the early stage of the void was broken, his body was in a different place, and the expression on the fallen head was shocked, and his eyes widened.

"What a powerful flying sword, let's work together to kill him first, and then fight for it according to their abilities!" someone suggested.

"That's great!"

As soon as this remark came out, someone immediately responded. Although these people were also chasing and intercepting each other before, they were actually very wary of each other.

After this roar, although the wariness still exists, there is a clear policy and line, and it is okay to cooperate for a short time.

So many people chased and intercepted him, and there were even Netherworld stage masters among them, and the flying sword held by the old man had not been refined, so he was quickly injured.

The old man fled frantically while coughing up blood, and the sword light and sword qi behind him continued to bombard, causing his eyes to turn black, and his life qi became weaker and weaker.

"Are you going to die...... old man sighed secretly.

In a trance, he saw a woman in a turquoise robe standing dozens of meters in front of her with her back on her back, a sacrificial object placed on the ruins in front of her, and the woman was also holding a wine jug in her right hand.

In this case, anyone would suspect that this was also to intercept him, but the old man felt that this woman had no intention of touching his flying sword.

The old man fled along the woman's right side, and the woman did not intercept him, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"Damn, this stinky woman didn't stop him!"

"Grandma's, kill that old man in a while, and then clean up this little girl!"

"That's right, snatch all the magic weapons on her body and strip her clothes!"

There were all sorts of shouts from the crowd.

'Boom!'

A ball of flame burst out, turning into a fire unicorn in the wind, and burned the few people who had spoken before him into flying ashes.

The monks who were chasing the old man were shocked, and they all stopped, staring at the front with a look of fear. In mid-air, an old man in a yellow robe stood with his hands in his hands, and fire rose all over his body, and a huge coercion was pressed like a big hand, making people feel suffocated in the chest.

"Stopping in the void, it's the ...... of the Immortal Pearl Realm"

The men were startled, swallowed their saliva involuntarily, and tried to lift their feet and retreat. The Netherworld Bead Realm is a huge watershed, and the spiritual power in the body has undergone a qualitative change, usually speaking, a hundred Netherworld realms are no match for one Netherworld Realm, not to mention that most of these scattered cultivators are only in the Empty Netherworld Period.

"Those few people just now were full of foul language, disrespectful to my young lady, and they were innocent of death. You are looking for your own treasure, you love to chase and kill whomever you want, remember not to set foot here and disturb my young lady's sacrifice, otherwise...... Hmph!" said the yellow-robed old man.

"Yes, yes, the seniors are right, they are not clean mouths and they are indeed innocent!"

"If you take the treasure, you will win the treasure, and it is really a pity to provoke the seniors!"

"Senior, I'm ignorant, so I'm going back!"

The rest of the people immediately flattered themselves and retreated into the distance. After a long time, someone in the crowd whispered angrily, "That damn old thing, he didn't run away, just hid around that woman!"

"Don't talk about it, do you know who that Stygian Bead Realm senior is, if we hear it later, we might all die!" a middle-aged man whispered.

"I don't know, who is that senior?" asked many people for some reason.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "That's the outer elder of Huaqingchi Academy, Guo Siyuan, who is known as the Angry Qilin!"

"What, it's Guo Siyuan's senior!" everyone was shocked, obviously having heard of some of each other's deeds.

"The angry unicorn is here, and the Hanmeng Feihe must also be there, everyone, this flying sword can't be helped, I'll go first!" said the middle-aged man, arching his hand and leaving.

"Yes, everyone knows that the Angry Qilin and the Hanmeng Flying Crane are like shadows, and I'm leaving, I'm going to try my luck somewhere else!"

"Oh, bad luck!" some of them sighed and turned to leave.

"Can Guo Siyuan's predecessor be called Miss, where does this woman come from?"

"Everyone, I think of someone!Huaqingchi Academy's inner courtyard disciple - Tie Feng'er!" someone suddenly exclaimed.

"Yes, I was about to say that it was her! a wood spirit body that has not been encountered for a thousand years, the baby bump of Huaqingchi Academy today, and the figure of the younger generation!" someone chimed in.