After Hongwu left Jiuyang Province, in the depths of the fire-ridden Guhong Mountain, a huge wild goose revealed its body. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info It flipped its wings slightly, and the fire began to stop.

And in the other of this wild goose, He Lanxing looked down at the former mountain gate, indifferent. A huge dojo, the second-ranked super sect, was destroyed in one fell swoop. For the entire Shenwu Realm, it will have a huge and far-reaching impact. He Lanxing understands that no matter how glorious the past is. When the fire came, Guhong Mountain became history.

"This sect has been teaching for more than 10,000 years, have the disciples of all generations ever thought that the future of Guhong Mountain would one day be lost in the hands of a young man? If he had known this, he would have been killed in Yuning City if he said anything. Alas, if the Tao is really invincible to the number of days, the sky is going to die in my lonely Hong Mountain, how can I do anything? Hahaha, hahahaha......"

Looking up at Jiuyang Guhong, He Lanxing suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly, looking lonely and crazy. At this time, she was resentful in her heart, but she didn't know who to hate. More than ten years ago, it was Gu Hongshan who personally provoked the Shenwu dispute. Now that it is destroyed, it can be regarded as self-reaping. And Hongwu is just one of many enemies.

Chirp! Chirp!

Suddenly, Jiuyang Guhong lowered his head, and his cry was quite sad. He Lanxing was slightly stunned, obviously understanding the meaning.

"Does the Divine Venerable want me to forbear? Central Territory, is it really the only hope? ”

He Lanxing's eyebrows tightened, and she thought for a long time before turning to look at the Silent Annihilation Palace. The huge Guhong Mountain, a radius of hundreds of miles has been turned into scorched earth, but this Silent Annihilation Palace is not harmed in the slightest. At this time, Jiuyang Guhong had slowly retreated into the depths of the mountain range. Between heaven and earth, it seems that there is only one person left.

After another moment, a flash of fire appeared in the sky above the Palace of Silence, dazzling like the scorching sun. In a flash, it disappeared without a trace. He Lanxing stared at the direction where the firelight was leaving, her eyes lowered, and her expression became more and more solemn.

"The Red Devil of Corpse Bones was born, and variables were added to the troubled times. Shrouded in this catastrophe of heaven and earth, what can be done to get out? Alas, Gu Hongshan may have really been wrong when he got this fate. But if you don't go through this experience, Rao is way to the sky, can you see clearly? It's hard, it's hard...... If it were you, what would you do? ”

Looking up at the sky with a long sigh, He Lanxing looked at the southeast position and fell silent. And at the end of this gaze is Qianyuan Province, which is tens of thousands of miles away. Seven days later, a young man fell from the sky above Yuning City and descended on the Xuanming Sect, as if entering a no-man's land. However, what is strange is that there is not a single disciple in the huge sect.

"Ghost, since you knew that Hong would come, why hide it?" The young man stood outside the nine-story scripture pavilion with his hands behind his back, and spoke loudly. This person is naturally Hongwu who returned from Jiuyang Province. With his current speed in the sky, seven days is enough to cross most of the Shenwu Realm.

"Hmph, trespass on the Xuanyin Sect, die!"

Bang!

An earthy yellow handprint flew out from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, changing in the wind, as big as a mountain, and rushed over. Hongwu stood still, bent his fingers, and shattered his handprints in the air. Then from the Scripture Pavilion, a figure was taken. The person who casts the spell is actually Wu Ziqian!

"Is that you?" Hong Wu was slightly stunned, but he was a little surprised. Now that he is himself, he doesn't even dare to offend the old way of the ghosts, Wu Ziqian is just a Jindan triple realm, and he actually dares to do it?

Thinking in his heart, the strength in Hong Wu's hand couldn't help but decrease a little. Wu Ziqian seized the opportunity, retreated violently, and then stood still, staring directly at this old rival. Hongwu didn't speak, and after two breaths, Wu Ziqian suddenly bowed his head and saluted, and said in the posture of a junior: "Tianwu Immortal Venerable forgives the sin, and the attack of Fang Cai is the order of the family teacher." ”

"Tianwu Immortal Venerable?"

"That's right, it's Tianwu Immortal Venerable."

With a light sigh, there was an old man at the door of the Scripture Pavilion. Looking at the past, I saw the old ghost standing with his hands in his hands, his expression calm, as if he had not changed for eternity. Ever since this person stepped into the Yuan Shen Stage, he has become extremely mysterious. No matter how high the Hongwu Dao is, there is an impenetrable taste.

"Ghost of the Dead, if you let Wu Ziqian sneak attack, aren't you afraid that I will kill him?" Hong Wu looked at it for a moment, but spoke first.

Hearing this, the ghost elder shook his head and looked at the western sky.

"You did not move the spirit that day, so you will not kill again today. Just then, it should be regarded as a past grudge. From now on, I declare that the Immortal Sect is willing to advance and retreat together with the Heavenly Martial Immortal Venerable. ”

"Okay, be quick, you have your own calculations and nothing. But before I became a primordial god, you called me Immortal Venerable, so I wasn't afraid of breaking the rules? ”

"The battle in the primeval graveyard is enough to make you famous all over the world. These four words didn't come from the mouths of my master and apprentice, but those few scattered cultivators. However, with your strength, even if you have not become a primordial god, you can still afford the name of Immortal Venerable. ”

The old ghost said quietly, as if he had already seen through Hong Wu's thoughts. Both sides have their own calculations, but neither will break it. Hong Wu looked at the master and apprentice meaningfully, smiled, and walked away. Seeing this, the ghost old man explained a few words to Wu Ziqian and followed.

Half a day later, the two came to Feiming Mountain at the junction of the three provinces, and descended directly over the Gods and Demons Courtyard. This once prosperous fortress has been abandoned for many years. And those killers who are loyal to the gods and demons are also missing. However, this matter is obviously related to the old monster of the Southern Underworld, and among them, there may not be no calculation. However, Hong Wu only came here to find Sikong Satin, and he didn't want to provoke Mao Shunxian.

"Are you sure you want to take her away? I'm afraid this move will completely offend that one! The old ghost stared at the pitch-black mountaintop, and his tone was low, as if he was very jealous. Hong Wu didn't reply, just nodded. After a while, a faint light rose in the courtyard. In the distance, there was the sound of laughter.

"Tianwu and the two immortal demons are coming, why don't you inform them in advance, I can also make some preparations. Now, it's time to slacken. ”

"Hahahaha...... Sikong senior said with a smile. I don't dare to call myself an immortal, so it's the same as before, just call me by my name. Hong Wu shook his head and laughed. For Sikong Satin, he was not guarded in his heart. Although this woman is in the primordial stage, she has always been good friends with herself and has never had any shelf. Over the past ten years, the two have also worked together to experience many catastrophes, and their friendship is extraordinary. If there is anyone in this world who is worthy of Hongwu's trust, Sikong Sain Qi is one of them.

"You already have the magical power to suppress the Yuan Shen Period, with your guts, what is there that you dare not do? Hmph, nothing to do is not to go to the Three Treasures Palace. Say, who do you want to calculate? ”

"Ahem...... It's not about calculating, it's about fulfilling promises. It's time to go back to the central realm. Hong Wu pulled his cheeks and hurriedly snatched the conversation. The old ghost was smiling lightly on the side, not knowing what he was thinking.