Li Changfeng returned to the Heavenly Sword Gate, and the gourd under his feet flew back into his hand, shrinking to a normal size.

There were dried blood stains everywhere in front of the mountain gate.

Most of the corpses were eaten by the Cockroach Kiss, and some of the rest were disposed of by the Heavenly Sword Gate.

Li Changfeng took a sip of wine, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and his gaze was cold and sharp.

Elder Tianji stepped forward to greet him. "See the master, it is the three dragon sons of the Eastern Emperor Continent, they are all under the orders of a young man with heavy pupils, we laid down a sword formation to seal the gods, but we suffered heavy losses. ”

"I saw them. Li Changfeng said.

"Did the boss see them?"

Three elders, you look at me, I look at you, I wonder in my heart, since the head of the sect saw it, why didn't he kill those invaders.

Li Changfeng took another sip of wine and said unhappily: "Who do you think I am? One dragon can still be dealt with, and if the three of them are together, I can't beat them." ”

"Forgive your sins. Elder Tianji lowered his head.

"Don't spread the word about today's events, bury the dead disciples, and settle their families. Li Changfeng said indistinctly.

In the eyes of outsiders, he was already drunk, after all, the wine gourd contained the Dionysian brew, and a cup of drunk people in the city.

In just this moment, Li Changfeng drank no less than three or four sips.

Only Elder Tianhong saw that the half-open and half-closed eyes of the head of the sect were full of outright murderous intent.

......

After the Ninth Son Kiss carried Wang Xie and the three of them out of the Heavenly Sword Gate, they continued to fly in the northeast direction.

Half a day later, I landed in a dense bamboo forest.

A bamboo hut is lonely, crumbling in the hurricane of the landing of the mantis.

An old man ran out of the bamboo hut, with white hair and a mouth sewn up by thread, and when he saw the kiss, his face turned pale, and he turned around and wanted to run away.

Wang Xie waved his hand in the air, and the invisible force pulled the old man to his side, and pinched his neck with one hand.

Wang Xie was very surprised when he saw the old man's appearance. "Oh, who sewed your mouth up? It's ironic, yin and yang, one is blind and the other is dumb. ”

Jairus asked. "God, is he you going to see, a dumb man?"

"That's right. Wang Xie's fingers around the old man's neck slowly tightened. "It's him, the famous Yin Bu, he disappeared from the Northern Wilderness, and the world thought he was dead, but he didn't want to hide in the Southern Heaven Continent. ”

Wang Xie looked at the old man with a cold voice. "Old fellow, you predicted my reincarnation, and now I want to hear what else you know. ”

The old man with a slatted mouth kept struggling, making a whimpering suffocating sound.

The king said viciously. "Hurry up, tell me what I want to know, or I'll let you know what life is better than death. ”

Yin Bu laboriously pulled out a piece of paper from his waist.

The paper reads: You don't have to do this, I will never prophesy for you, which is why I sew my mouth shut.

Wang Xie was stunned for a moment, let go of his hand, and let the old man's fragile neck slide out of his palm. "It's funny that you predicted my coming, and I'm looking forward to it even more. ”

Wang Xie looked at the old man's sewn mouth and chuckled: "It's really prescient, I heard that your divination will make a scroll in the future, mock the wind, go to the house to look for it." ”

"Yes, God. Mocking Wind shook his body and disappeared in place.

Yin Bu staggered to the bamboo house, and fell down five or six times in just a short section of the road because of lack of oxygen.

After a while, Mock Wind came out of the bamboo hut and handed over a scroll.

Wang Xie glanced at Yin Bu. "What a fool. Then he casually took the scroll, opened it and glanced at it.

The scroll inscribes that the Chaos Dragon has come with a decade of suffering, and it will break out of the cycle and reign over the world on the darkest day of the eternal night.

Gradually, the handwriting began to change: the Son of God, who had caused the stars to fall, was the last hope, and he would slay the Chaos Dragon and end the cycle of evil. ”

The scroll turned into powder between Wang Xie's fingers, "What a big joke, the last son of God will kill me, no, no, it's all nonsense, I've seen a lot of guys who claim to be gods, some call themselves gods by their strength, some call themselves gods by saving people, and some get the name of gods by nailing themselves, I can't kill no less than ten of such false gods, and you tell me what son of God will kill me! Do you know what a real god is?"

Wang Xie stared at Yin Bu's expressionless face, and his voice was as cold as metal. "I was revered as the Chaos Dragon God because of my fear of domination, all of them are fake!! those who deceive the world and steal their names are not gods, there are only three true gods, and no one can surpass them. ”

"But this world does have false gods like this, and they have indeed left descendants, but those thin-blooded pseudo-gods have been wiped out, and all those who can be called sons of gods are dead, all dead, and now there is anything that can threaten me?"

The mouth full of stitches squirmed, a little ridicule, a little helplessness.

That poked at Wang Xie's laughter. "Hahahahaha——————————————ha

Wang Xie's laughter grew colder and colder until it froze into ice. "A dumb old stubborn, what more can I expect from you. ”

Wang Xie hooked his fingers, and Yin Bu's head flew up in response, and the blood was like a fountain, gradually losing its strength and turning into a stream.

Wang Xie took a hard sip. "Do you foresee this, old fellow, or is this what you want? ”

Jairus stepped forward. "God, he is an old madman, now the immortal realm has long been lost in the world, how can mortals inherit the seed of the gods, I think the son of God is pure nonsense. ”

Wang said in a sinister voice. "Whether he's crazy or not, it reminds me of a dream in which a man with white hair and golden eyes came running at me, holding a long sword that was on fire, and he wasn't afraid of me. ”

"God, what can dreams represent?" Mock Wind asked.

"No one can enter into my dreams, not even the Dream Maker, unless, as the dumb man says, that man is my nemesis. ”

The second son's face became hideous and terrifying. "Who is he, where is he? I will kill him for God. ”

Wang Xie said: "I will always remember that day, more than fifteen years ago, the stars fell, all things revived, find me the so-called son of God, no! kill all those born on that day!! not one of them will slip through the net." ”

The three followers lowered their heads, they were powerful dragon sons, but in front of Wang Xie, they were deliberately slow to breathe.

Wang Xie's mouth was pursed into a steel wire, and the depths of his heavy pupils were trembling. "Of course, in order to achieve this, I need the army, and the more the better. ”

The third son took a step forward and said softly. "God, the time is ripe for the seeds we have planted to sprout at any time, and these times we have raised many believers with fear, one by one, and now we cannot estimate their number, they call themselves the Sons of God. ”

"The Holy Son? Wang Xie smiled, and the dragon ball in his chest emitted an evil light.

"Faith is a fanatical thing, it will turn sheep into wolves, it will make wolves into dogs, it will make the sea muddy, it will make fools think they have opened their eyes, then let the sheep leave the fence, let them become wolves loyal to me!! listen to my voice, I give the imprint, make the world more chaotic !! kill!!"

......

Nantian Continent, a new port.

The early morning in Lianyungang is always filled with a thick fog, and a team of young faces walks in the fog, all dressed in gray robes, like wandering ghosts.

They are immortal cultivators who maintain order in the port, patrolling as usual.

Suddenly, there was a sharp whistle, and a rain of arrows rained down on the team.

In the face of the sneak attack, a colorful spiritual power shield instantly lit up in the dense fog.

The clusters of arrows were mixed with the Soul Slayer Stones, and pierced into the light shield.

A succession of shēny sounds rang out, the halo dimmed, slowly disappearing, and everything was drowned out in mist.

The chaotic footsteps were getting closer and closer, and a crowd of hundreds of people came out of the thick fog, knives in their hands, shuttling among the gray-robed corpses, mending the stabs on the breathless people.

"Stop, stop, stop! We're from the Immortal Sect!" the gray-robed man who was lucky enough not to die looked at the knife-wielding man in fear.

"I know. ”

"How dare you make a move against the Noble Fourfold Path? ”

"We are, Holy Son!" the leader raised his hand, revealing a black dragon mark on his wrist.

Hundreds of people followed him while raising their knives and falling at the same time.

Those immortal cultivators of the younger generation who left the Immortal Sect were like meat on the butcher's board, dead without a corpse.

All over the world, such murders are happening one after another.

The notoriety of the Holy Sons resounded throughout the world for a while, they were born out of chaos and created chaos.

Fujun Imperial Capital, Buwu Golden House.

Outside the Golden House, there were more than twenty heavily armed guards.

Ever since Jian left the imperial capital, Bu Wu's life has been no different from being under house arrest.

The old blind man grabbed a handful of seeds and scattered them in front of the white mice. "Eat, little one, we're in a bad place right now. ”

Suddenly, Bu Wu felt a bone-chilling chill in his neck.

Hurriedly took out copper coins, tortoise shells, and black bowls, and quickly calculated a hexagram.

The copper coin slipped out of the tortoiseshell and sank into the black bowl, stirring up mysterious ripples.

After interpreting the ripple message, the old blind man looked lonely. "Senior brother, didn't you escape that catastrophe after all? ”

Bu Wu touched the white rat eating the seed with his finger, and his tone was sad. "You're the only one left with me now. ”

The mouse shifted to find an undisturbed place to continue eating the seeds.