"Brother Hong, I know you. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoToday, for Brother Hong's sake, I will let Xianyunmen go! ”

Su Yan hurriedly finished speaking, and then disappeared between the sea of clouds. Hong Wu didn't understand, so naturally he wouldn't answer. In his impression, he had never been in contact with the Su family.

"Hehe, it's kind of interesting. I cut off his spatial power, and instead of being angry, I started a friendship with me. This Suyan is not simple. Master Zhao, what do you say? ”

Hong Wu shook his head, then turned around with a faint smile.

"Hongwu, you're not dead, so you say, Apocalypse Saint Monarch?" When Zhao Yun saw Hong Wu's face, his expression was shocked, surprised and delighted. At this time, although he was full of doubts, no matter what, the crisis of Xianyunmen was over.

"She is naturally still alive, the Holy Monarch of the Apocalypse is in charge of the Emperor Wu Zhushengqin, and she chooses the fate of the heavens, how can she be calculated by others? Master Zhao, I came all the way to help, you won't even be willing to give me a cup of tea, right? ”

"Hahahaha...... It was Zhao who was negligent. Brother Hong, please. When Zhao Yun heard this, he laughed, and hurriedly took Hong Wu and flew towards the mountain gate below. Not only that, but even the name of Hongwu has changed. He is the Yuan Shen Immortal Venerable, the master of a sect, but he calls a Jindan Venerable Master "Brother Hong". If this matter spreads, I am afraid that the world will be shocked again.

However, in Zhao Yunyi's opinion, the value of Hongwu has far exceeded that of the ordinary Jindan period.

In the Xianyunmen Dojo, there is still dust and smoke. Although the Xuanming Sect and the disciples of Guhong Mountain had retreated, what they left behind was a ruin and a mess. In the mountain wind, there was a faint smell of blood, which obviously could not be dissipated for a while. In this catastrophe, Xianyunmen suffered heavy losses. The elite disciples in the sect have fallen by at least seventy percent. If it weren't for Hongwu's final arrival, the consequences would have been even more unimaginable.

In all directions of the dojo, the Creation Stone Golem stands quietly on the top of the mountains, like an immortal god, guarding the eternal Qingyun Mountain. At this time, Hong Wu had already followed Zhao Yunyi to the Immortal Cultivation Palace. This is the cultivation place of the masters of the Xianyun Gate in the past dynasties, and it is also the most well-preserved building in the Great War.

"Alas, heaven and earth are doomed. Under the general trend, I know that I can't get out of it all. But I didn't expect this killing to come so quickly. If it weren't for Brother Hong's timely arrival today, Xianyunmen would probably not be able to escape the catastrophe. ”

"Zhao Men's words are serious, the general trend is grinding, no one can hide, no one can escape. Hong did this for himself, and the door owner didn't have to take it to heart. Hong Wu waved his hand and stood side by side with Zhao Yunyi. Outside the door, there is the endless peaks and peaks of Qingyun Mountain. In the distance, the disciples of the Immortal Cloud Sect were cleaning up the mess. Although the scene in his eyes was cruel and unbearable, for Hong Wu, he had long been accustomed to it. It's just that when you touch the scene, you will inevitably think about the ups and downs of Longshan, Wenxuan, and those dead people.

"Alas!" Hong Wu sighed faintly, as if he didn't want to look any more, turned around and walked to the depths of the Immortal Cultivation Palace.

"Since the battle of Fang Wushan, the Holy Monarch of the Apocalypse disappeared, and the eldest grandson family joined forces with Guhong Mountain, instantly controlling the eastern, southern, and central, five provinces and thirty-nine prefectures. That eldest grandson Jingru relied on the power of the earth's leylines to suppress the heavens with the primordial god law, and even Haojing Palace did not dare to move. In the past two months, everyone in the world's families and sects has been in danger, and no one dares to come forward to stop it. Today, it is finally my turn in Binh Chuan Province. ”

Zhao Yunyi retracted his gaze and turned to walk towards Hongwu, his face was very ugly.

"I flew all the way from Qianyuan Province, but the people everywhere lived and worked in peace and contentment, and there was no war. And Binh Sichuan Province is still rich and calm. ”

"That's the crux of the matter. Qianyuan Province was originally the territory of the Xuanming Sect, and in the battle of Fang Wushan, your Yuan Danmen and Xinyan Sect were almost wiped out. The sword blind man also disappeared in the Demon Brake Blood Rain Yin Killing Array, and nine times out of ten he had already fallen. With the support of the eldest grandson Jingru and Guhongshan, the old ghost of the ghost road, it was not a matter of effort to unify Qianyuan Province. As for Pingchuan, the reason why you feel calm is because Xianyunmen has long since given up all the territory. All the disciples lived in seclusion in Qingyun Mountain, but even so, they still came to the door. ”

"The sword blind man is missing?" Hong Wu frowned, was silent for a moment, and then squinted his eyes and said, "What about the Gods and Demons Courtyard, what is their attitude?" ”

"Ever since you disappeared, Sikong Sain Qi has blocked Feiming Mountain with a formation and has always closed the door to visitors. Presumably, he is also afraid that the eldest grandson Jingru will kill him and retaliate, and he does not want to provoke right and wrong. After all, Old Lady Ru is the peak master of the Yuan Shen, and she has taken away the leylines, and the Three Tribulations Realm is hopeful. As soon as Zhao Yun said this, he couldn't help sighing, very helpless. In the battle of Fang Wushan two months ago, if Xianyun Sect hadn't fallen to the two masters of the Yin and Yang Realm, it wouldn't have fallen to such a field as it is now.

"That's it, with the heart of the old woman, you and I are bound to kill you and me. What's more, the eldest grandson family and Gu Hongshan joined forces to make such a big move, there must be another purpose. When Hong Wu said this, he paused, then raised his head and said, "Master Zhao, I came this time, and I have one more thing to ask for." ”

"But it doesn't hurt to say it."

"I want four Heavenly Sect Dao words. Sumeru mustard seeds. The master of the door does not need to rush to answer, he will speak after thinking clearly. I'm not borrowing, but I'm going to completely refine these four words into the magic weapon! ”

Two hours later, in a secret room, Hong Wu kept hitting the mirage immortal with his mana. This small yellow-skinned gourd spun rapidly in the void, emitting a faint glow. And around the mirage immortal gourd, around "Su, Mi, mustard, and seed", four big black characters, as if composed of ink. These four characters are naturally the words of Tianzong Dao that Hong Wu asked for from Zhao Yunyi. Originated from Fengyun Mobao, it has a great origin.

What Hongwu had to do at this time was to let these four Heavenly Sect Dao characters and the Mirage Immortal Hu merge into one, and cultivate the great divine powers of Sumeru mustard seeds, true and false Zhou Tian. Since the Immortal Hu World evolved into the Middle Thousand World, Huangfu Miaoyin has taught some methods of sacrifice. One of them is to hide the body of the mirage immortal gourd and spread out the immortal gourd world in the vast world. As long as the enemy does not notice falling into it, it will be immediately sealed by the mirage. And if you want to break through the middle thousand worlds and get out, it is almost impossible.

After another two hours, the four Heavenly Sect Dao characters finally dissolved. Hong Wu's hands were sealed, and with a low shout, the mirage immortal hu suspended in mid-air immediately disappeared. In the next second, Hong Wu appeared in the Immortal Cultivation Palace.

At this time, it was getting late, and wisps of starlight were sprinkled on the top of the mountains, imprinted on the creation stone golem, like a dream. Zhao Yunyi was cultivating in the Immortal Cultivation Palace, and when he saw Hongwu coming out, he hurriedly stood up. However, Hongwu didn't look at him, but looked out the window. I saw a child of four or five years old, sitting on the eaves of the window with his feet swinging.