Zhongzhou calendar, 13200.

Yin Tong, one of the Yin Yang Boys, appeared in the mountains and rivers of Dongyang Province, and the three provincial lords of Dongyang Province, Dongyang Shuo, and Tianyang Province, Lu Zhengtian, successfully escaped. And Mu Qingyang, the lord of Beiyang Province, fought with Yin Tong on the edge of the mountain and river city with the body of a broken candle.

That night, the mountains shook outside Shanhe City, and the deafening sound shook the entire Shanhe City.

The mountains and rocks crumbled, and the plants and trees were cut off.

That night, no one slept in Shanhe City.

It wasn't until dawn that everything stopped.

The breeze is light, and the mountains and rocks move slightly.

This world is calm again.

However, when the citizens of Shanhe City rushed to the chaotic place last night, they found that there were ravines everywhere they looked. It was as if the land had been overturned, and there were ruins and rubble everywhere.

After searching for a long time in the ruins, looking for some clues about last night's battle, an old man was finally found in a huge pit.

The old man was covered in blood, his robe was torn, and one of his arms had been cut off. The whole person is almost a blur of flesh and blood. No one thought that this old man would still be alive under this injury.

"No, it's still angry, it's not dead yet. ”

At this moment, a sharp-eyed child noticed that the old man's chest was still rising and falling slightly.

Everyone was shocked, everyone never thought that this old man was so seriously injured, and he still had breath.

Soon, several big men carried the old man out for treatment, but his injuries were too serious, and the doctors in Shanhe City couldn't do anything at all.

Last night's battle naturally also alarmed the city lord of Shanhe City, and when he learned that an old man had survived, the city lord of Shanhe City immediately rushed over to visit in person.

After all, last night's battle was really strong, and that majestic power was something that few people could reach even if it was a Jindan powerhouse.

Anywhere, the status of people in the Jindan realm is not low. This kind of strong man fought in Shanhe City, and as the lord of Shanhe City, he naturally had to go over to understand the situation.

However, after arriving, when the city lord of Shanhe saw the dying old man, the whole person was almost stunned.

"North... Beiyang Provincial Lord?"

The eyes of the Lord of Shanhe City were about to pop out.

He never thought that this seriously injured and dying old man turned out to be the lord of Beiyang Province, the supreme powerhouse ranked second on the list of strong players, Mu Qingyang.

"Lord Mu, what's wrong with you?" "Can you be okay?"

"I'm a small place in Shanhe City, if something happens to you, I really can't afford it. ”

The city lord of Shanhe City was immediately anxious and panicked, and hurriedly summoned the best doctors in the city to treat Chu Yun.

However, Mu Qingyang grabbed the hand of the mayor of Shanhe City and asked him to help contact his granddaughter Mu Wan'er.

That night, Mu Wan'er finally arrived at Mu Qingyang's bed.

"Grandpa~"

"You can't be okay, you can't die. ”

"You haven't taught Wan'er boxing, you haven't seen Wan'er get married, you still said that you want to help Wan'er take care of the children in person, you still have so many things to do, Wan'er doesn't agree with your death..."

Mu Wan'er burst into tears, she knelt in front of the bed, holding her grandfather's hand tightly.

However, at this time, Mu Qingyang's life was obviously at the last moment, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

It stands to reason that Mu Qingyang's vitality has long since dissipated, but in order to wait for his granddaughter to arrive, he has survived until now.

He trembled all over, there was no brilliance in his old eyes, he looked at his granddaughter, there seemed to be a thousand words to say to his granddaughter on that old face, but in the end, he used all his life's strength, and only trembled and said a few words: "Go... Go.... Go to Dongxuanmen and find... Looking for Yunxian Master..."

When the words fell, Mu Qingyang had no more strength, his old body trembled, and he lay there, no longer alive.

The vitality on the old face also dissipated wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, the whole person was already gray.

It's like an old tree that has been drained of life.

"Grandpa~"

Mu Wan'er's mournful cry echoed through the ages.

The lord of Beiyang Province, the second place on the list of strong players in the Dongzhou region, Mu Qingyang, passed away!

Before he died, Mu Qingyang's biggest regret was that he couldn't wait for Chu Yun to get out.

At the beginning, Chu Yun had promised Mu Qingyang that after the Zhongyuan treasure hunt was over, he would meet with him and discuss the matter of the Doom Poison Immortal.

Later, Mu Qingyang had been waiting in Tianyang Province, waiting for Chu Yun to return to Tonghai City, but to no avail.

In the end, Mu Qingyang couldn't wait, so he went to Zhongyuan to find out Chu Yun's whereabouts, and finally learned that Chu Yun was in the East Xuanmen, and he had visited him a few days ago.

But Chu Yun retreated, and he didn't see it after all.

I wanted to wait for Chu Yun to leave the customs, and Mu Qingyang asked Chu Yun to see him again, but now it seems that there is no more chance.

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"Three days ago, Crimson, the fifth on the list of strong players, was beheaded in Yangnan, and his body was in a different place!"

.....

"Two days ago, Yin Tong appeared in Beiyang Province, and the twenty-eighth on the list of strong killers was located in Shilin City, and the whole family was wiped out!"

..... "Yin Tong appeared in Nanjiang City, Tianyang Province, and the nineteenth place on the list of strong players died, and his head was hung at the head of the city!"

.......

"Yesterday, the body of Li Changying, the seventh on the list of strong players, appeared in the North District of Xicheng City, and was found dead. ”

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In the room, Lu Zhengtian sat on a high seat, trying to maintain his composure.

Below, one spy after another came to report one after another, reporting to Lu Zhengtian all the things related to the Doom Poison Immortal in the past few days.

Lu Zhengtian thought that his concentration was good enough, but when he heard the news of the death of one strong man after another, Lu Zhengtian's body trembled involuntarily, and his heart was even more cold.

When he finally heard that Mu Qingyang, the second place on the list of strong opponents, the provincial lord of Beiyang Province, had passed away in Shanhe City, Lu Zhengtian's face turned pale immediately, and the whole person was even more shocked and fell off his seat.

He never thought that the Provincial Lord of Beiyang would die.

Lu Zhengtian always thought that Mu Qingyang, as the second on the list of strong players, even if he couldn't beat the yin boy, he should be able to escape alive.

But now....

A small yin and yang boy was powerless to fight the Northern Regions Alliance such as Tianyang Province and Beiyang Province, Lu Zhengtian didn't dare to imagine, if the Doom Poison Immortal arrived in person, what kind of end would it be?

Lu Zhengtian spread out on the ground, trembling all over.

Since he was framed by Dongyangshuo that day, Lu Zhengtian's heart has been hanging almost all day, and he is in anxiety and panic all the time.

Now Lu Zhengtian is like a prisoner sentenced to death, desperately waiting for death.

"No, I can't wait any longer, I have to find a way to protect myself. ”

Lu Zhengtian's eyebrows widened, and his hands clenched tightly.

If you wait like this, there is only one dead end, how can you talk about life if you don't work hard?

"Provincial Lord, Provincial Lord, are you alright?"

looked at Lu Zhengtian who was spread on the ground, but the subordinates on the side were frightened and asked tremblingly.

Lu Zhengtian quickly calmed down, waved his hand at his subordinates, signaled that he was fine, and then got up and stood up: "Quick, immediately prepare generous gifts and carriages and horses, and follow me to Dongxuanmen." ”

In the entire Tianyang Province, the strongest is his father and Nongchen, and there is also a strong man in the late stage of Jindan, who is the nineteenth on the strong list.

Now, the nineteenth-ranked powerhouse has been beheaded, so there are only two people left in Tianyang Province who are on the list.

It's just that what the world doesn't know is that as early as a few decades ago, his father died because of his practice. Therefore, for example, in Yang Province today, there is only one person left on the strong list.

Now Lu Zhengtian is desperate and has no choice but to look for agricultural dust.

Although Nongchen's strength is not extremely strong on the strong list, this guy's ability to save his life is a must, when Nongchen stole the treasures of a top ten strong player on the list, and was finally chased and killed by the three Jindan powerhouses.

Among these three, the worst strength is in the late stage of Jindan, and there is also a supreme powerhouse at the peak of Jindan.

But even so, it still failed to leave the farm dust.

Therefore, if there is anyone on the list of strong players who is most likely to survive, it is none other than this master of the East Xuanmen Gate, Nongchen.

Without any hesitation, that night, Lu Zhengtian came out of the underground palace and rushed to Dongxuanmen overnight, asking to see Nongchen with a generous gift.

However, when Lu Zhengtian arrived, he found that the entire Dongxuanmen was full of mournful cries.

Nearly 1,000 children are all dressed in linen and filial piety, and there are wreaths standing along the way, and the road is sprinkled with white paper.

In front of the main hall, countless children could not kneel, and they could not stop crying, and the sad voice echoed in the heavens and the earth.

"It's... What the hell is going on here?"

Looking at the prospect, Lu Zhengtian was already stunned.

The subordinates behind him who carried gifts up the mountain were also shocked.

This Dongxuanmen is actually holding a funeral?

Could it be that someone is dead?

Lu Zhengtian frowned, but he had a bad premonition in his heart.

In an instant, Lu Zhengtian immediately ran down the steps into the hall of the East Xuanmen.

In the middle of the room, there was a huge black and white figure hanging high, and under the figure, an old man was lying on the bed, wearing a white cloth, dying.

Under the bed, it was already full of wreaths.

Sword Tiger, Kaishan Axe, Nongtian and other disciples of the Eastern Xuanmen knelt down in front of the old man's bed. Kaishan Axe howled and cried, tears streaming down his face. Sword Tiger lowered his head and was silent, but Nong Tian couldn't stop sobbing, covering his eyes, and his body twitched a few times from time to time.

At this time, Lu Zhengtian had already rushed into the room.

Looking at the huge black-and-white portrait, and at the pale and dying old man on the stone bed, Lu Zhengtian was already stunned.

"Nong.... Farmer, what's wrong with you?"

"What happened, why did you leave so suddenly?"

Lu Zhengtian was very panicked, really panicked.

Although they have a large Tianyang Province, there are only three people on the list of real strong opponents, their father died, and the other person also fell under the hands of the Yin Yang Boy, and now even this farmer has died.

So in the future, who else can he rely on?

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