As he spoke, the young man who was called the general's order had already turned around, smiled on his face, and said slowly: "Brother Wudao, it's been a long time!"

As soon as these words came out, the originally bustling crowd suddenly quieted down.

I saw that some people quietly retreated, and some people quietly approached, and there were faint figures around the corners of houses, behind big trees, and even on the roofs, and although it was daytime, it suddenly became a little cold.

Huang Ling'er was protected by Hangji behind her, her eyebrows were tightly frowned, if she didn't know the identity of this young man in white robe and white face before, then it couldn't be clearer who the other party was now.

Ten years ago, the Demon Dao suffered a heavy blow in the Modo Valley, but that did not make the Demon Dao collapse from then on, on the contrary, in the past ten years, the Demon Dao power has become more and more prosperous, and the two most representative figures among them are Wudao and the other is the general's order.

Wudao and the general's order appeared almost at the same time, and after that, both of them were in the Southwest Demon Land, setting off one bloody storm after another.

Over the years, sixty percent of the battles that have occurred in the Demon Land have come from the hands of Wudao, and the remaining forty percent have been done by the general's orders.

However, there are obvious differences between the two of them.

Wudao's origin and current identity are very clear, he was once a disciple of the Taiqing Sect, and now he belongs to the Heavenly Demon Sect, ranking as the deputy sect master.

However, the origin of this person is very mysterious, as if he fell from the sky, and he appeared when he appeared, and as for his past, no one knows about him, and there is no trace.

At the same time, the general order did not belong to any sect gate, in his own words, he alone was an entire sect.

In addition to these similarities and differences, over the years, Wudao and the General's Order have been calling for wind and rain in the Demon Land.

One of them holds the power of the Heavenly Demon Gate, and although the other is single, he has many followers, and wherever the two of them go, there is a bloody storm from time to time, and the bloody war has never stopped.

But they had only met each other once. And the scene of that historic meeting was widely spread in the magic land.

It is said that at that time, the day was like day, the wind and clouds were changing, the heavens and the earth were slaughtered, and there was about to be a death battle between Wudao and the general's order, but at the last moment, the fox queen appeared.

Later, no one knows what happened between the three of them, but the fight definitely didn't start. And since then, for many years, Wudao and General Ling have not met again.

Therefore, someone once said that one day, when Wudao and the general's order face each other again, I am afraid that it will be the beginning of the era of the real battle of the Demon Dao.

If there is no victory, the Heavenly Demon Sect will lead the way, and it will be brilliant for thousands of years.

But if the general's order wins, the division of power in the Southwest Demon Land will also be completely subverted and rewritten.

And at this moment, the two most representative young people in the Demon Dao were staring at each other, facing each other.

At the same time, there was silence all around, and even the air seemed to condense for it, and in the darkness, there were two forces faintly, watching each other.

Wudao looked at the general order coldly, his pupils shrank, and his voice became a little low, "Go!"

As he spoke, the invisible pressure around him suddenly rose.

The smile on the general's face gradually faded, replaced by a solemn look, and asked, "It's okay to go, but are you sure that she will let you and me go so easily?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed behind Wudao.

But seeing this moment, those who were hiding in the dark to observe the situation suddenly all shrank their heads, and the only road in Qingniu Village was empty, only a purple cloth, standing in the middle of the road with a sword.

Purple Ling's face was grim, and when Wudao looked back at her, her wrist flicked, and the Purple Qi Immortal Sword suddenly shone brightly, and accompanied by Qing Yue's sword sound, it resounded through the void.

Seeing this, Wudao's eyes suddenly froze.

Although the meaning of Zi Ling's intention was already obvious, Wudao didn't seem to pay much attention to it, turned around, and ordered the general: "Don't worry about her." ”

General Ling was stunned when he heard this, looked at Zi Ling, whose face suddenly sank, the corners of his mouth twitched, and said with a smile: "Brother Wudao is really powerful, then let's go?"

"Let's go!"

As soon as the words fell, the black gas under Wudao's feet rolled, and the whole person rose into the air and flew straight to the outside of Qingniu Village.

The general ordered to glance around, and shrugged his shoulders at Zi Ling, whose face was sinking like water, and then turned to bow to Xuan Ji, but asked Huang Ling'er, "Can the girl tell me the name of Xia Fang?"

Huang Ling'er was stunned, shook her head undeniably, and said, "No way!"

The general Ling smiled and said in a loud voice: "It's a pity!

"Humph!"

Zi Ling snorted coldly, and almost at the same time that the general's order disappeared, he also disappeared in place.

Huang Ling'er's heart tightened, and she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

She looked at the three rays of light in the sky that were walking away at a rapid speed, grabbed the sleeve of Hanging Ji tightly, pulled hard, and said urgently: "Grandpa, let's go over and have a look!"

Hanging Ji stood still, letting Huang Ling'er pull him, but he was still indifferent and didn't speak.

"Grandpa!" Huang Ling'er snorted softly, anxious and annoyed.

However, Xuan Ji was still unmoved, and only said lightly: "Ling'er, don't worry about it yet." ”

Huang Ling'er suddenly became angry, and said angrily: "To put it lightly, I didn't see the big brother ...... him."

Before the words fell, there was a sudden pause.

Huang Ling'er frowned and looked at her grandfather, only to see Hang Ji's face heavy, staring at the three porcelain bowls on the table in front of him.

"Grandpa......" Huang Ling'er raised her voice.

Xuan Ji shook his head helplessly, and said in a deep voice: "Ling'er, even if we go over now, it's useless. But you really don't need to worry too much, with the current strength of that kid Wudao, there are only a handful of people in the world who have the ability to kill him, and the general order can only be a draw with him at most. ”

Huang Ling'er didn't care so much, and said, "But there is not an elder of Taiqingmen!"

Xuan Ji stroked his long eyebrows and said meaningfully: "Zi Ling's girl will never be ruthless to Wudao, so as long as she is there, the probability of being able to fight is even smaller." ”

Huang Ling'er was suspicious, and opened her mouth to speak.

Hang Ji raised his hand and signaled not to speak. And Huang Ling'er's words really stopped.

After a while, Xuan Ji slowly stretched out his hand and opened the porcelain bowl on his left, but saw that inside was a purple mud pill, which was now intact.

Seeing this, Xuan Ji's face was not relaxed, and then he opened the porcelain bowl on his right, and inside was a white clay pill, and the current situation was also intact.

At this point, Xuan Ji's already heavy face suddenly became extremely embarrassed, and he reached out twice to open the porcelain bowl in the middle, but he only stretched it halfway and shrank back.

Huang Ling'er saw it in her eyes, and she didn't know what was going on at all, but as soon as she wanted to ask, she saw that Hanging Ji suddenly reached out and opened the porcelain bowl in the middle.

A black clay ball, the same shape and size as the previous two, was also intact at this time, lying quietly on the table.

Xuan Ji was slightly stunned for a moment, then his brows relaxed, he let out a sigh of relief, and said happily: "Ling'er! Grandpa assures you that your big brother will definitely ...... this time."

However, before he finished half of his words, he suddenly heard a soft sound, and the black mud pill on the table suddenly cracked.

At this moment, it is as if the air is frozen and time stands still.

Hang Ji and Huang Ling'er both stared at the black mud pill that broke and turned into two halves, but Hang Ji's eyes were full of shock, and Huang Ling'er's eyes were all confused.

"Oops!"

……

There is a hill near Qingniu Village, and its name is Qingniu Mountain.

On the top of this mountain, there are two huge protruding rocks, which look like bull's horns from a distance, but they are very apt for its name.

At this time, Wudao and General Ling stood on top of these two huge rocks, separated by more than ten zhang, far apart.

And Zi Ling stood at the other corner of the mountaintop, just with Wudao and the general's order, forming a triangle.

Silence, today's Qingniu Mountain, there is a tense and depressing atmosphere that has never been seen in the past, and even when the wind blows here, they choose to avoid the wind and take a detour.

And just like that, about a quarter of an hour passed quietly.

At this time, the general suddenly smiled and said: "Brother Wudao, I haven't seen you for many years, but now my demeanor is better than back then!"

His smile immediately relieved the original tense and depressing atmosphere a lot, and the wind finally didn't have to make a detour, slowly blowing the clothes of the three people present.

Although Wudao didn't smile, the expression on his face softened a little, after all, he knew that now was not the time to fight with the general's order.

In addition, the reason why Wudao didn't say anything in Qingniu Village, but came here with a general's order, was just because he wanted to avoid those righteous path disciples, especially since there was a group of Taiqing disciples in the village.

As for the Purple Spirit Elder of the Taiqing Sect who followed here, Wudao felt very annoyed, but since he couldn't get rid of it, he had no choice but to ignore it.

Of course, there is a very important reason why Wudao dares to do this, that is, because Zi Ling's purpose is very simple, just to take him back to Taiqing Gate.

For the rest of the things, as long as there is no way to kill people in the righteous path, Zi Ling has never interfered.

"You're not bad either. Wudao said to the general's order, and he really didn't look at Zi Ling.

The general Ling smiled slightly, as if the confrontation just now did not exist at all, and said: "Brother Wudao has won the award, but he can compare with his brother, and he is really ashamed!"

Nothing is said to be true, and no is said to be no, this kind of unnutritious mutual politeness has always been something he doesn't like.

The general order seemed to see this, put away the smile on his face, and said with a straight face: "Brother Wudao, I must have something to say about it, and with the friendship between you and I who don't know each other, what do you have to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Wudao groaned slightly, and said bluntly: "What sect and sect do you represent this time?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense again.

(End of chapter)