Yunxiao Sect, a prosperous super sect, turned into ruins under the Holy Demon Sword. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Countless Yunxiao Sect martial cultivators turned into dead souls in this battle and floated in this heaven and earth.

The endless yin wind swayed abruptly, and along with the yin wind, there was an endless gray mist.

The gray mist became thicker and thicker, and in the end, it enveloped the entire Yunxiao Sect, standing outside this dense fog, he could only vaguely see the outlines of those ruins and broken walls, and the atmosphere was extremely strange.

The Yunxiao Sect, which was at its peak in the past, has become a gloomy and strange place, in which the souls are all over the place, and the yin qi is monstrous.

The fall of the Yunxiao Sect shook the entire Yuanwu Continent, and countless martial artists came one after another, wanting to find cultivation resources and treasures from this former super sect.

At first, these warriors who came to hunt for treasures fought over who could enter the ruins of Yunxiao Sect, but soon they fled from the ruins of Yunxiao Sect in horror as if they had seen something terrible.

Later, rumors came out that those who entered the ruins of the Yunxiao Sect never came out again, which was weird, and after being recited by the population, it added a horror.

A few months later, there was a Zhangyuan Realm martial cultivator who did not believe in evil and entered the ruins of the Yunxiao Sect alone, and a few days later, this Zhangyuan Realm martial cultivator appeared outside the ruins of the Yunxiao Sect, his eyes were dull, he looked crazy, and his mouth kept muttering about things like demons, yin spirits, and white bone mountains.

Since then, the ruins of Yunxiao Sect have become an evil forbidden place on the Yuanwu Continent, and everyone talks about it, even if it is a martial cultivator in the Divine Power Realm, he does not dare to go deep into it alone.

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An inconspicuous small city in the vast Western Continent was now shrouded in a rain curtain in the dark night.

At night, dark clouds were gathering.

Rain, pouring down.

The sky seemed to collapse into an infinite gap, and the dense rain fell one by one, splashing countless splashes on the ground.

The streets and alleys of the entire town were filled with the sound of rain. The pitch-black sky, torn apart by huge blue lightning from time to time, the small city appeared and disappeared in the blue lightning light, and with it came the thunderclap that shocked everyone's heart.

On this night of thunderstorms, almost all the houses in this small city have their doors closed, except for the lanterns hanging outside the doors, which flutter in the wind in the torrential rain, as if they will be extinguished at any moment.

The streets were long gone, and the occasional stray dog appeared, and it was also a flash of the night, scurrying from one eaves to another, looking for something to eat.

A stray dog with bald hair staggered slowly against the eaves with a weak body, and the cold rain hit it, making it shiver incessantly.

Wang, Wang, Wang......

Suddenly, it seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly it screamed excitedly, its eyes glowed green like a wolf, its mouth was wide open, and the fishy thick juice flowed down from the corners of its mouth and pulled into a long string. At this moment, its weak body seemed to be full of strength, and it kicked violently on all fours, rushing towards a corner not far ahead.

When it came to the corner, it leaped forward frantically, its sharp fangs looking extremely hideous in the light of blue thunder.

The moment the stray dog pounced, a painful scream pierced the night sky, but it was soon covered by a loud thunder.

In the darkness around the corner, a withered and thin figure squatted on the ground, his hands firmly protected on his chest, as if something did not want the stray vicious dog to snatch away. No matter how this stray vicious dog bites, this figure was stunned and did not let go of his hands for half a minute.

In a matter of moments, the figure's already tattered clothes were torn into rags, revealing shriveled skin that was wrinkled like the bark of an old tree.

Countless shocking bite marks appeared on this figure's body, but strangely enough, there was not much blood flowing from these wounds, and it was obvious that there was not even much blood in this dry and thin body.

The stray vicious dog seemed to be tired after some biting, standing in front of the curled figure, fluttering and panting, and his eyes shot a fierce light.

After a short break, the vicious dog attacked again, this time more ferocious than before, as if trying to tear the person in front of him to pieces.

It's not that this figure doesn't want to resist, but it's powerless to resist, so it can only grit its teeth and withstand the brutal attack of this beast.

Another thunderclap sounded, blue thunder pierced the night, and on the roof in the distance, another figure suddenly appeared, this figure was dressed in white fluttering, with a graceful figure, obviously a woman.

The woman was carrying a long sword, and her whole body seemed to be enveloped by an invisible barrier, and the rain drifted strangely in all directions before it could fall on her.

At this moment, this woman's narrow Danfeng eyes were filled with endless coldness, and her cold gaze penetrated the darkness and rain curtain, and fell on the stray vicious dog, making the stray vicious dog inexplicable, and couldn't help but be smart.

The stray vicious dog seemed to sense an extreme danger and turned sharply and ran into the distance, but at that moment, a shining sword light pierced through the boundless darkness and shot towards the vicious dog.

The sword light was hidden, a terrible dog barked sounded, and I saw a bloody sword splashing out from the running vicious dog, and then I saw the vicious dog pounce in the rain curtain with a pop, and the bright red dog blood flowed out with the rain.

The withered and thin figure slowly raised its head and looked at the dead vicious dog not far away, stunned. The moment the figure looked up, the woman on the roof in the distance finally saw a shriveled face and a pair of gray, cloudy pupils that had no color.

The cold wind blew, and strands of gray hair fluttered, and soon the rain fell on his forehead.

Looking at this shriveled face full of ravines, the woman on the roof in the distance trembled violently, and hot tears continued to pour out of the narrow Danfeng's eyes.

"Senior sister, why are you so troubled. You have given everything for him, and you have endured the cold wind and rain of this world alone, and you have suffered from the cold, heat, wind and frost. Can...... But he ...... But he doesn't know that you love you. ”

The woman's voice was choked, but the figure in the distance did not notice the woman's existence, only to see the figure stand up, wash the blood from the wound under the rain, and then staggered towards the end of the street, but before it could go a few steps, the figure fell to the ground.

In the woman's eyes, the figure tried several times to stand up, but in the end it didn't get up, and could only crawl slowly to the end of the street in the heavy rain.

......Seeing this, the woman suddenly lost control of her emotions, and just wanted to fly towards the figure, but was pressed down by a middle-aged Taoist aunt with a dusty temperament.

The woman hurriedly turned around, and after seeing the person who came, she hurriedly made a gesture, "Master, Xueqi, Senior Sister Xueqi, she ......", the woman couldn't finish her sentence, and she couldn't swallow her voice.

The middle-aged Dao Gu looked at the crawling and dry figure, her eyes were red several times, but finally she sighed, "This is her way, let her go, her awakening can only rely on herself." ”

When the woman in white heard this, she burst into tears and cried incessantly.

The middle-aged Dao Gu sighed again and said leisurely: "I hope God will pity you and let him know that your love is strong." ”