The overwhelming purple finally collided with the blood-red mountain range.

The purple light was like a sword, with a momentum that almost tore the heavens and the earth, constantly tearing in the blood-red mountain range, pressing the blood-red mountain range darker and darker with absolute superiority.

But at this time......

A ball of fire began to manifest in the purple light and blood-red mountains.

It was a fire as bright as the sun, and it was also a fire that could burn everything, and the blood-red mountains seemed to be ignited at this moment, and the rocks, trees, and rivers were completely turned into a sea of fire.

Purple light suppressed the fire, and purple light splashed in the flames.

At a glance, it seems to occupy a great advantage, but I don't know when it started, the flames began to slowly devour the purple light, little by little......

The speed of devouring is not fast, but as the flames grow, the speed of this devouring also increases, until finally, it becomes clearly visible to the flesh.

The blood-red mountain range had completely vanished, however, it had left behind a fire, a fire that would consume the purple light continuously......

The melodious sound of the flute echoed in the air.

In fact, when the flame appeared, the sound of the flute never stopped, it was a kind of desolation, it was also a kind of sadness that burned everything.

Just like the memories in the fans of mountains and rivers.

Full of sadness.

Finally, the purple light disappeared, and the sound of the flute disappeared as well, leaving only a slowly smaller flame, because there was no purple light that could be swallowed by it.

A gentle breeze blew, carrying a little bit of yellow sand.

The fire went out.

It seems, as if it had never appeared, the air is still air, and the wind is still a little cool, but everyone's hearts are in their throats at this moment.

Especially the witch wind.

Unlike last time, blood was still flowing from the corners of his lips, but he forced himself to endure it, and only let the blood slowly flow out of his mouth, instead of spurting it out again.

Because......

That affects his flute sound.

There was a faint sadness in Wu Feng's eyes, I don't know if it was because of the influence of the mountains and rivers Qiankun fan, or because he saw Yan Xiu's current appearance.

In short, the corners of his eyes seemed to be a little moist, and his gaze was even more tightly fixed on the mountains and rivers Qiankun fan in Yan Xiu's hand, of course, the current mountains and rivers Qiankun fan can no longer be called the mountains and rivers Qiankun fan.

Because, the mountains and rivers are no longer there, and on the fan surface, in addition to a piece of white, there is some blood, and some blood sprayed out of the mouth and falls on the fan surface.

The blood-like red light also vanished.

It's just that Yan Xiu, who is holding a fan, has eyes that are as red as ever, and in addition to his eyes, there is also a red light flashing on his chest.

It's like a heartbeat, flickering rhythmically.

"I didn't expect the power of the mountains and rivers Qiankun fan to be so great? It is worthy of being one of the five treasures of the Yan family, but why does Yan Xiu look weird? Could it be ......?"

"It's not good, Yan Xiu has been controlled by the Shura Dao! I once read in a book that if the foundation is not stable, but you forcibly improve your realm and strength, it is very likely that you will go astray and go mad!"

"Is it about to fall into an evil asura?"

"If that's the case, then it's bad, I heard that once you become an evil Shura, you will lose the original goodness in your heart, you will be good, and your mind will be lost, if you want to save him, the only way is to abolish his cultivation. ”

When the talented people looked at the flickering red light on Yan Xiu's chest, the expressions on their faces also became extremely frightened.

"Evil Shura?" The middle-aged man's face didn't look very good, and obviously, he seemed to have suffered a little injury from the blow just now.

However, when his eyes saw the red light beating on Yan Xiu's chest, the corners of his mouth showed an unusually smug smile.

He didn't use his sword against Yan again.

Because, the person who falls into the evil assura is actually no different from the dead.

A person who is bent on evil and is controlled by the Shura Dao is undoubtedly a sad thing for the human world, of course, there is a bigger reason why the middle-aged man does not use the sword.

It is......

The current Yan Xiu is itself a Shura Dao.

To put it more bluntly, the current Yan Xiu is not too easy to deal with, a person who is not threatening and not very easy to deal with, why should a middle-aged man ask for trouble?

Therefore, after he saw Yan Xiu's appearance, he bypassed Yan Xiu step by step and walked towards Fang Zhengzhi, who was protected by Yan Xiu.

didn't care at all about Yan Xiu's bright red eyes that were staring at him.

Closer, closer......

Just when the middle-aged man had already walked to Fang Zhengzhi's side for less than a step, a bright red light suddenly slashed from his side.

With a kind of murderous intent that is as cold as hell.

"Huh!" The middle-aged man's figure flew away, fleeting, turning into a purple light and falling five steps away, his eyes looked at Yan Xiu, who was slowly turning towards him, with an extremely surprised expression.

Evil Shura!

The reason why it is called Evil Shura is because his mind is no longer controlled, so of course, he may inexplicably attack the people around him.

However, Yan Xiu in front of him was obviously not the feeling of inexplicably attacking him.

That's a kind of protection!

A kind of guardianship that erupts from the heart, a guardian that does not need to be decided by the mind at all, and will naturally obey it, makes people tremble.

The same ......

It also made the middle-aged man's heart a little annoyed.

"It's tricky......! You've become a waste after all!" The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a purple light, and the sword in his hand split an arc of sword light from top to bottom.

At the same time, another purple light had already rushed towards Fang Zheng at a rapid speed.

"Whew!" Two bright red rays of light flashed out again, one blocking the oncoming arc sword light, while the other flew directly towards the purple light that rushed towards Fang Zheng.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Two loud noises rang out.

......

On the cliffs of the Valley of the Winds.

Yun Qingwu's eyes looked at Yan Xiu, who was fighting with the middle-aged man, and there seemed to be a slight pouting in his eyes, but it was only fleeting.

Immediately after, Yun Qingwu's hand finally moved, and he waved lightly at the dozens of demon elites standing behind him, his eyes slightly cold.

Dozens of demon elites all glanced at each other when they saw Yun Qingwu's gesture, as if they all saw the firmness in each other's eyes.

"Kill!" Dozens of demon elites let out a cold shout almost at the same time at this moment, and then, one by one, they also jumped down from the cliff of the Wind Valley at a rapid speed.

Just like meteors, they scattered and rushed in the direction of Nangong Hao, as well as the talented men in front of nearly 50,000 sergeants and the leading sergeants.

A moment later, there were only three figures left on the cliff of Wind Valley, Yun Qingwu, and the two Star Domain Deputy Commanders guarding behind her, one in the Reincarnation Realm and the other in the Returning Light Realm.

Nangong Hao's gaze looked at the demon elite who shot over like meteors, and the Wuwei Sword in his hand also clenched in an instant.

A "click" sound came from the palm of his hand.

It seems that a great decision is being made, but even Nangong Hao is a little hesitant about this decision.

One by one, the demon elites finally rushed into the crowd at this moment.

It can no longer be called the elite of the demon race, but a group of wolves who rushed into the flock, because, after they rushed into the herd, they slaughtered the talented people who were standing in front of the sergeant without a trace of hesitation.

"Archer, prepare!"

"Shoot!"

"Spear and shield!"

"Block them and protect the candidates!"

At this time, a command sounded, arrows flew in the sky, shields were propped up in front, and spears were placed on top of shields.

However, it still couldn't stop the sword in the hands of dozens of demon elites.

Because......

They are all returning to the realm of light.

A group of demons who returned to the Light Realm wanted to slaughter some talented people and ordinary soldiers at the peak of the Amaterasu Realm in front of the array, it was really too simple a matter.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, a golden light finally rushed into the sky, and that light came from a sword, a crystal clear sword.

The name of the sword is Wuwei, and the person holding the sword is Nangong Hao.

Nangong Hao's eyes looked at the demon elites who rushed into the crowd, and his expression was extremely firm, it was a kind of firmness after making up his mind and breathing a sigh of relief.

This firm source is, of course, related to the decisions he makes.

Xing Qingsui's gaze also looked at the golden light that rushed into the sky at this time, and in an instant, his face changed suddenly.

Merely......

Soon, he recovered again, and his lips were clenched, and his eyes looked at Nangong Hao, as if he was telling something.

And at this time, black cracks suddenly appeared under the walls of the Han Ape Department, and then, the cracks became larger, and they turned into doors that seemed to open on the ground.

Such a scene not only surprised the soldiers of the Southern Regions who were rushing out of the gate of the Cold Ape Tribe, but even the talented people who were resisting the elites of the Demon Race were taken aback.

Because, when the doors were opened, the figures rushed out like ants rushing out of the ground.

"Boom......"

Dense and orderly.

Of course, the biggest difference with ants is that the individuals of these figures are larger, and the speed of action is extremely fast, after emerging from the ground, they rushed towards Nangong Hao and the demon elites who rushed into the crowd like streamers.

"Is this another ambush?"

"No, this is our Great Xia's ......"

"Oh my God, it's really them!"

After seeing those figures rushing over, the geniuses were completely shocked, because they never imagined that they would see these people here.

"I see...... He didn't even let them enter the Han Ape tribe all the time, Nangong Hao ...... Sure enough, he deserves the name of the world's number one talent!" Yun Qingwu's eyes looked at the streamers that rushed out one after another.

There didn't seem to be much shock in her eyes because of the appearance of the figure, but the appreciation in her eyes was not hidden.

One by one, the figures arrived in front of Nangong Hao in an instant.

Each one was dressed in distinctive armor, a special material made of armor with golden threads carved into the armor that looked like dragons were entwined with it.

"Nangong Gongzi!" The neat voice sounded at this time, and the biggest difference between their voices and ordinary sergeants was that their voices had a kind of arrogance that came out of their bones.

It's a kind of pride, innate.

Of course, they do have the capital to be proud of, because they are the Dragon Guards, a special army that originally belonged only to the direct orders of the Holy Lord.

The soaring golden dragon is imprinted on their chests, representing their lofty status, seeing the prince without giving a salute, entering the imperial city without riding, this is the privilege of the dragon guard.

And today, they appeared here, under the city of the Han Ape Tribe in the Southern Regions, and treated Nangong Hao with great courtesy.

Four middle-aged people walked out at this time, walked out of the dragon guards wearing bright armor, and came to Nangong Hao's side.

"Nangong Gongzi, this order is not our plan. A middle-aged man looked at Nangong Hao, as if he was asking, but there was no accusation in his tone.

"I know. Nangong Hao nodded lightly and did not explain.

"Okay, got it. The middle-aged man also nodded, he didn't ask Nangong Hao to explain, because he already knew Nangong Hao's idea of making this decision.

"Leave the worship of the stars to me, and the rest to you, as for the uprightness...... Just leave it to Yan Xiu for the time being!" Nangong Hao quickly made a decision.

It's just that when his gaze looked at Yan Xiu, he obviously hesitated.

But he only hesitated.

In fact, this decision was not a decision he wanted to make, but it was a decision that he had to make and had to make.

Because......

The current Yan Xiu is not a person who will obey his orders and advice.

In other words, the middle-aged man of the demon clan can't get close to Fang Zheng, and the dragon guard can't get close either, so the best way is not to get close.

"Evil Shura...... Yan Xiu, you must not really degenerate into an evil Shura......" Nangong Hao's gaze subconsciously glanced at Yan Xiu, and sighed in his heart, and then, the Wuwei Sword in his hand also pointed directly at the worship star who was standing opposite him.

The smile on the corner of the star's mouth is still the same.

It didn't seem to be too much surprise at the dragon guard who appeared in front of him, and there was even some excitement, an excitement that seemed to come from victory.

"When your last chess piece is taken out, what do you have left?" Worshipping Xing's gaze looked at the dragon guards who were rushing towards the demon elite, his fingers trembled slightly, and the starlight flickered.

"You can guess. Nangong Hao did not directly answer the words of worshipping the stars, but looked at the blue sky as if he was talking to himself. (To be continued.) )