Under the sun and moon, the body of the Jiang Family Venerable Dacheng was like a quagmire, his eyes flashed with horror, and he struggled desperately to avoid the arrival of the immortal path.

"It's late!"

Oh, Ye Guduo's figure disappeared at the beginning of the fairy road, the long sword in his hand appeared instantly, the lightning slashed, slashed down, Qingluan screamed, shattered in an instant, and disappeared.

"No!" At this moment, the Immortal Dao descended, and Huangquan was annihilated, pulling the Jiang family's Dacheng Venerable into it, without setting off a single wave.

"Take good care of your vision, the next one won't be so lucky!" Ye Guduo turned around and said indifferently, it's a pity that Qingluan Lin Jiutian Origin doesn't have time to take it.

"Damn it!"

The old man of the Tianshui Demon Realm set off a storm in his heart, his hands swiped quickly, and the water curtain above the sky slowly opened, and after that, the space opened its huge mouth, swallowing a cold breath, "Old Jue, what are you waiting for, don't go quickly!"

"The young sect master has been gone for a while, I can't go, and, help me stop the young master, don't let him come back here again! Finally, goodbye, old friend!" The aura on the Feng family's Dacheng Venerable rose to the place, the cloud power was almost burning, and on his head, the huge word "Feng" turned into a little broken star and integrated into his body, and the space was distorted to the extreme, and he couldn't even see the figure of the old man clearly.

"How long do you think you can delay!"

Before the words fell, Ye Guduo's figure disappeared again, and when it appeared, a purple light of extreme beauty crossed the sky, and with a piercing cracking sound, the old man's body fell backwards, and blood gushed out, and a terrifying wound ran from the left shoulder to the right ribs, across the entire upper body, blood rained down, poignant and abnormal.

Oh, Ye Guduo raised his head and looked at the figure who was about to disappear in the sky, stomped under his feet, the figure flickered, and a shot cut the water curtain, Ye Guduo paused, stopped his body, his white hair curled up, and the long sword was thrown, like a meteor, flashing in an instant, and nailed straight into the void, hitting a large area of blood.

"Hmm!"

A muffled snort came from the void, but he still escaped, and Ye Guduo did not chase anymore, standing in the air, silently looking down, his face a little tired.

The sunset is very beautiful, the sunset is red and gorgeous, like a burning flame, the golden sunlight sprinkles down, shining on the body of Ye Guduo, driving away the chill on the clothes, but it can't warm the frozen heart.

Boom, behind Ye Guduo, the Dragon Gate appeared again, the chains formed by the immortal text shattered, and the power of the Dragon Gate gushed out, slowly suppressing Ye Guduo.

"I'll take care of the rest!"

A figure slowly walked out of Ye Guduo's body, with nine-colored long hair, golden eyes, bewitching, cold, although it was scorching, he couldn't feel a trace of warmth.

"Yes!"

Ye Guduo smiled faintly, his dark eyes dimmed, the dragon gate suppressed down, in the void world, the vast power overflowed crazily, and after a while, it returned to its original appearance, the only difference, a touch of extremely faint life fluctuations are incomparably slowly pregnant, and if you don't perceive it carefully, you can't even detect it.

In the sky, golden paper fell down, and the blood-colored text was full of battle intent, "Ten days later, the Holy Land will seal the god platform, Youhong!" Behind it, a big battle word entered the paper for three points, and it was extremely dazzling.

Boom, the dragon gate entered the body, the aura around the body of the Ye Guduo deity quickly converged, the void heaven and earth disappeared, the weeping blood appeared, and the blood-colored fairy domain appeared, enveloping the deity in it, and it was calm in an instant.

"As you wish!"

The moment the deity disappeared, the golden eyes and leaves and bones stepped out, the nine-colored long hair rose to the sky, grabbed the golden war book, and the full battle intent exploded, looking at the distant sky, and instantly disappeared into the void.

"Ten Thousand Realms Chase Kill Order, out!"

A day later, many major sects, the three ancient families, and the secret realm of the inheritance of the world, joined forces to issue a nirvana order, which was printed on the void, and the content was only thirteen words:

"The son of heavenly misfortune, touching the forbidden power, there is no forgiveness for killing!"

The Colorful Wonderland, Fengyu, and the Eastern Regions Divine Dynasty were also silent, and they did not speak out again to protect the son of heavenly misfortune.

At the same moment, a voice came from the Youyue Valley, nine days later, the Holy Land was sealed on the Divine Stage, and the descendants of the Heavenly Valley made an appointment to fight the son of Heavenly Doom......

"Little fox, do you think we'll live like this for the rest of our lives?" Ye Guduo looked at the little fox in his arms and said softly.

Under the bright moonlight, Ye Guduo sat on a mountain peak opposite Huoyun Mountain. Looking at the Huoyun Mountain, which was like a fire tower, Ye Guduo muttered to himself to the little fox.

After a big battle, she didn't die, but she didn't return to the Ye family either. A man wandered around and rescued a little fox.

"Squeak... The little fox screamed twice as if he didn't understand, as if he felt the sorrow of his master, and the little fox gently arched him in Ye Guduo's arms, as if comforting.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. Ye Guduo patted the little fox and smiled faintly.

The autumn wind is bleak, a person, a little fox, Ye Guduo occasionally whispers a few words to the little fox in his arms, as if he confides in his heart, but the little fox is still shallow. There is a real understanding of human feelings.

"Drink the wine alone, and get drunk to relieve a thousand sorrows. Ye Guduo said softly, and the person flew out in an instant. A white light appeared in his hand, and the ancestral fairy sword appeared in his hand.

At this moment, Ye Guduo seems to have completely entered the realm of selflessness, a thousand silk sword techniques, with the disillusionment step, on this cliff, only a white shadow is disillusioned back and forth in this small place, and the sword filaments keep releasing and then retracting.

"Inextricably linked. Ye Guduo exclaimed softly. The broadsword in his hand, although it was extremely bulky, but at this time it seemed to have a soul, Ye Guduo's hand did not hold the hilt, but the broadsword moved with the movements of Ye Guduo's hand. A small tornado suddenly wrung around, and it rotated quickly around the broadsword, and as the movements of Ye Guduo's hand accelerated, the broadsword also rotated, and this small tornado finally drove the surrounding heaven and earth vitality.

"Duh. Ye Guduo suddenly roared. The sword qi pointed at it, and the tornado rolled up quickly in the direction of Ye Guduo's finger. Boom, boom, loud noise, not far away, the big trees uprooted, were twisted, but immediately turned into powder.

"Inextricably linked, it is not this hurricane that is powerful, but the sword wire emitted by the sharp sword, which has the magical power to bind people. Ye Guduo muttered to himself for a while, and with a gesture of his hand, the tornado turned around and rolled towards Ye Guduo, but when it came to her, it stopped. Ye Guduo smiled lightly and pointed at the tornado again, and the tornado slowly stopped spinning, revealing the snow-white ancestral fairy sword.

"I never thought that I had died once and inadvertently realized it, the fourth weight of the Ye family's sword technique. Ye Guduo sighed with emotion. After saying that, she touched the little fox who had fallen into his arms in fright, "It's late at night, we should go home." Little fox, shall I give you a name?" Ye Guduo looked at the moon and was about to disappear, and the sky was already about to dawn.