Red Dust Fairyland, Red Dust Immortal, this is the supreme power in the world, and no monk, in front of the Red Dust Immortal, can not raise half the strength to resist.

The mysterious figure retreated, but the thunderstorm above the nine heavens did not recede, but gave people a feeling of getting heavier and heavier, as if the sky was pressing down.

"Congratulations to the Peak Master for stepping into the Red Dust Fairyland!" Deacon Luo stepped forward, with a smile on his face, and said to Xiao Zhenhu.

"Senior Brother Luo has worked hard!" Xiao Zhenhu clenched his fists and said with some amazement: "I haven't stepped into the Red Dust Fairyland, and I'm still half a step away." ”

"If this thunder tribulation doesn't fall for a day, I won't even be able to step into the Red Dust Fairyland. ”

On Deacon Luo's face, there was joy, but more anticipation.

The half-step Red Dust Immortal's death-defying blow left him seriously injured and in a coma for several days, but it also made him the only one who had close contact with the power of the Red Dust Fairyland, and the power of the Red Dust Fairy left on his chest allowed him to touch the threshold of stepping into the Red Dust Fairyland, the half-step Red Dust Fairyland.

"I still have to retreat and comprehend, and I still have to worry about the affairs of the sect to everyone. Xiao Zhenhu clasped his fists and saluted, turned around and walked towards the mountain behind Qingxuan Peak.

Xiao Zhenhu hid in the back mountain, above the nine heavens, the thunderstorm dispersed, and it was another sunny day.

Deacon Luo helped everyone into the main hall to heal their wounds, and was busy alone.

At this moment, Wu Qingxuan's eyes opened, tears flashed in his eyes, and he said: "Now that the crisis of Xuanzong has been resolved, I can't wait to take it lightly, there are still many things that I need to do, and I have to recover as soon as possible!"

"Deacon Luo, the most important thing at the moment is to bury the elders and disciples of Xuanzong who died in battle......

"In addition, I also asked my junior brother to go on a trip to find Chen Fan and bring back the bodies of my master and Ling Qianyu. ”

"Yes! Don't worry, the senior brother will definitely do it. Deacon Luo clenched his fists and retreated, jumped forward, and disappeared into Qingxuan Peak.

Chen Fan sat in front of the door, his spear crossed his knees, his eyes slightly sunken.

Suddenly, Chen Fan's eyes opened, he stood up, and stood aside respectfully.

"Your kid is quite alert!" Deacon Luo came slowly in white clothes, with a long sword in his hand, slightly dazzling.

Chen Fan lowered his head and stood quietly aside, and said, "What the sect master arranged, the disciples don't dare to act carelessly!"

"You listen!" Deacon Luo changed his normal behavior, as if he had changed his personality, and he did not show his kind face as before.

"Where are the bodies of Ling Qianyu and Sect Master Venerable?" Deacon Luo took a step forward and asked.

"It's in the house!" Chen Fan also held his head high, although respectful, but not humble.

"Does anyone else know the identity of the body?" Deacon Luo's eyebrows drooped, and a different light flashed in his eyes.

"No one knows!" replied Chen Fan.

Deacon Luo pushed open the door, but when he saw that the two corpses were neatly placed, and there was still some fruit at the head of the bed, he chuckled lightly, waved his big hand, and the two corpses on the bed disappeared.

"Practice well, don't insult the reputation of Xuanzong!" Deacon Luo turned around, glanced at Chen Fan, and said softly.

"Yes!"

"Congratulations to the deacon!" Chen Fan saluted again and said respectfully.

When Deacon Luo was far away, Chen Fan returned to the room, but did not find the whereabouts of the two corpses, nor did he see how Deacon Luo took the two corpses, so he withdrew the tribute and lay on the bed to rest.

There was silence all night, and in the defense of the country, it was quiet and a little unlikely, the family closed its doors and closed its doors, avoiding guests, and the original noisy imperial city, after a night, it was silent.

The original rumors about Xuanzong also became silent overnight.

In the imperial city, in the depths of the palace, the Emperor of the Patriotic Republic sat on the dragon chair, and at his feet, the old eunuch Liu stood bowed.

"Hahahaha......"

Emperor Wei suddenly laughed and said: "This group of old guys, forget Xuanzong's contributions over the years, forget that Xuanzong fought hard to defend the country in those days, and now he wants to seek Xuanzong's treasure land, this time stabbed the big basket, right?"

"Who would have thought that Xuanzong, who had been weak for many years, would actually produce a red dust immortal......

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!" said Old Eunuch Liu.

"What are you happy about?" said Emperor Wei with a pretense of doubt.

"Xuanzong is immortal, the monk sects in the country are still balanced, Your Majesty doesn't have to worry about the dominance of one family, this is a joy. ”

Old Eunuch Liu bowed his head and bent over, and said: "This is the second, these families with no one in their eyes have been destroyed by Xuanzong, and it is time to converge and converge in the future, and it is time to change the first-class family of the country with fresh blood." ”

"This is the biggest joy, I still have to thank Xuanzong!" said the old eunuch Liu respectfully.

"Oh, where did this third joy come from?" Emperor Wei asked suspiciously.

"Your Majesty, let's defend the country, and now it is also a country with red dust immortals, you say, is this a joy?"

The smile on the face of the old eunuch Zou Baba bloomed, like a chrysanthemum in full bloom.

"Hahahaha......"

"But I ignored it, and I forgot about it when I was happy!" said Emperor Wei with a laugh.

"Intended purpose!" Emperor Wei stood up and said in a loud voice.

"Yes!" Old Eunuch Liu hurriedly knelt on the ground.

"Tell the world that the Red Dust Immortal who defended the country was born, and ordered all the countries in southern Xinjiang to come to pay tribute!

Old Eunuch Liu bowed his head and retreated, and hurriedly went to do something.

"The red dust fairy comes out, and the world is dormant!"

"Look how you guys are still jumping......" Emperor Wei muttered to himself.

In the early morning of the next day, the golden sunlight sprinkled the world, warm as jade.

Xuanzong, the sun shone down, and I saw that on the mountains, pieces of white cloth were raised, and there were mournings everywhere.

Qingxuanfeng, Wu Qingxuan and other high-level Xuanzong officials were all dressed in white cloth and filial piety clothes, and they were full of grief.

Qingxuan Zhenren died in battle, and the whole sect was up and down, with white sails everywhere, and there was a mourning.

The main hall of Qingxuanfeng, overnight, has been set up into a huge mourning hall, with white sails and white flowers.

Above the mourning hall, the coffin is pitch black, even if the sun shines on it, there is no reflection, as if it can absorb the light.

"I don't understand why I should let them go......"

In the conference hall, except for Xiao Zhenhu, who was in retreat, the high-level of Xuanzong were all present, and Deacon Luo's eyes were full of cold light, and he was angry.

"The old sect master is dead, the elders of all peaks have suffered casualties, and the disciples under the sect have suffered countless casualties, and now Senior Brother Xiao is already a cultivator in the Red Dust Immortal Realm, why not just crush them and avenge the old sect master and the dead disciples?"

Deacon Luo said coldly: "Let them go so easily, in the future, what kind of face will our Xuanzong have in the cultivation world?"

"Senior Brother Luo, don't be impatient!" Wu Qingxuan said softly, helplessly: "Presumably Senior Brother Xiao let them go, there are also his reasons, as for whether there is face in the cultivation world in the future, our Xuanzong has a red dust immortal, this is the face, no one dares to say the face." ”

Smack-Deacon Luo slapped him hard, smashed the Eight Immortals Table beside him, sat on the chair with his buttocks, bowed his head and sulked.

"Senior Brother Luo, I can understand your feelings......

At this moment, in the conference hall, Xiao Zhenhu's figure seemed to be bright and dark, appearing like a ghost.

"Now that I have not completely stepped into the Red Dust Immortal Realm, if I forcibly obliterate them, then the killing in my body will multiply, forever entwining me, and when I cross the Red Dust Immortal Tribulation, the Thunder Tribulation will expand infinitely......"

Xiao Zhenhu's voice was full of helplessness, he was able to touch the threshold of the Red Dust Fairyland, peeked through the gate and saw the whole leopard, and looked forward to the Red Dust Wonderland more and more, and also understood the Red Dust Immortal Tribulation, if it was riddled with murder, the catastrophe would expand infinitely, and there was the possibility of extinction.

Therefore, Xiao Zhenhu was reluctant to destroy those people, at least not until he survived the Red Dust Immortal Tribulation.

"The Red Dust Wonderland is indeed very tempting, with supreme power, which makes people fall into it and can't extricate themselves, so ...... Brothers, please forgive me for my selfishness......"

Xiao Zhenhu's phantom clenched his fists and bowed to everyone present.

"Senior Brother Xiao doesn't have to be like this!"

Lu Bernard got up and asked curiously, "Senior brother, ...... now?"

"This is my Yuan Baby!"

Xiao Zhenhu said as if showing off: "Red Dust Fairyland, in fact, is just the realm of the Yuan Baby, what you see in front of you is my Yuan Baby, but my Yuan Infant is not yet mature, and when the thunder tribulation is over, the Yuan Infant will be completely mature, and then there will be an incredible ability to ......."

Suddenly, Xiao Zhenhu's Yuan Infant flashed violently a few times!

"Senior brothers, my Yuanying ...... Not yet...... Ripe...... Can't leave ...... Left my body for too long......"

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Zhenhu's Yuan Ying disappeared.

In the meeting hall, everyone looked at each other, and their eyes were full of envy and yearning.