"When your hair turns gray, I will still be by your side like a stone!"

The simple and simple confession was as firm as an iceberg, which made Leng Hanshuang inevitably moved, and her heart was faintly moved, and she said: "However, my hair is gray, but you are in your prime! I was not worthy of you at that time!"

"No, there are countless immortals in this world, I will search them one by one to protect your face. ”

"Hello Flim Tongue!"

"Your tongue is slippery too!" Wu Heng kissed her, smiling evilly, and quipped with a divine thought.

To appease the cold and frosty mood, Wu Heng released the white-eyed old man who had been trapped in the heart protection jade. In the battle of the three major forces, he really wanted to come out and fight side by side with Wu Heng, but his strength was low, Wu Heng didn't want him to die, so he forcibly trapped him and didn't allow him to come out.

As soon as he saw the dazzling light coming, the white-eyed old man was a little flustered, and he was a little more stable when he saw Wu Heng standing beside him intact, but he was soon shocked, the three major forces were too fierce in a battle, and Wu Heng could not be unscathed, could it be that the soul body went to hell?

"Where is this, Wuheng, are we already dead?"

"No, we're safe, there's no need to worry. ”

"This, isn't it, isn't it?When Leng Hanshuang forcibly broke through the Heart Protector Jade, you were already seriously injured and besieged by an imperial soldier and more than a dozen monks, how could you escape......" The white-eyed old man lost his mind for a while, he didn't have the ability to forcibly break through the confinement of the Heart Protector Jade, and he didn't have the ability to open a light curtain to see the situation outside, so after Leng Hanshuang came out of the Heart Tattoo Jade, he didn't have the ability to know the outside world, let alone see the terrifying picture of Wu Heng fighting the three major forces alone!

"If you don't believe it, you can pinch yourself, and the pain proves that you are still in the world. Wu Heng told him a dirt way.

The white-eyed old man was so stubborn that he pinched himself hard, and then the painful facial muscles twitched, and he used too much force - it also proved that he was still alive!

"Haha, damn it, the bunny cubs of the three major forces actually failed to kill Lao Tzu!" The white-eyed old man was in pain, and laughed wildly, although he did not participate in the battle, but he was able to avoid the killing of the three major forces, this is undoubtedly a very terrifying and glorious thing!

Wu Heng didn't dare to say anything, and said with a faint smile: "Go back to Kunlun Mountain first, every day of delay, Kongtong Yin will be in danger." ”

"Yes, it still matters if you go back to Kunlun Mountain first. After the white-eyed old man recovered, he hurriedly nodded.

Immediately, Wu Heng sacrificed a handful of words and led the two of them to walk quickly.

Kunlun Mountain is not far away from here, the Kunlun monks can rush to the sect in half a month with full speed, and Wu Heng can reach it in three days by marching in formation.

Along the way, the white-eyed old man was in a trance, and he learned a lot of information with a round of disc magic weapon in his hand.

The team of the three major forces participating in the demon slaying conference was actually destroyed, and some people found some bones in a deep mountain and old forest, and it was confirmed that the bones of the seven bones of Burning Howling Cloud, Bai Chongshan, and Ape Ghost were among them, and the three holy lords were all destroyed, and there was no chance to save them. As soon as this incident came out, Zhongzhou was in a commotion, entering a state of great earthquake, and the three super power monks were led by the Holy Lord, and they were destroyed overnight, which is simply unthinkable!

But the emperor's soldiers returned alone, the two left-behind monks of Fengyue Pavilion were crazy and chanted "all dead", the corpse faction had no news, and the river not far from the mountains was found by the local villagers Many broken magic weapons, all kinds of events told the world exactly, this matter is true, not half of the fake.

"Who did it?" This sentence has become a hot topic in Zhongzhou today, and many people have deduced it from the human god body, but they also suspect that even if this demon is outrageously strong, it will not have such a means to reach the sky.

After the sloppy old man who was secretly monitoring the movements of the alien race in the Western Desert heard the news, he scolded on the spot: "That stinky boy is really stiff in wings, he can fly, just kill the monks of the three major forces, even the Holy Lord doesn't leave a mouth, this style of acting has one-tenth of Lao Tzu's style in the past, that is, the old ancestor of the Tiangang Divine Sect is more tricky, the dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, and when the time comes, I will kill my little disciple, won't Lao Tzu cultivate in vain!"

As for why he was so sure that Wu Heng did this, it was because he knew how terrifying Wu Heng's potential was, and if he drove that kid crazy, the saint might not be able to surrender.

This is a swimming dragon that has already dived into the sea!!

The white-haired old man who was meditating in a ruined Taoist temple slowly opened his cloudy eyes, he took a long breath of turbidity, and the whole person returned to the basics, and a divine light dispersed from his body, giving people a calm and unfathomable feeling, it is difficult for the world to think that he is the Xuanyuan fire that shook the past and the present, and the majestic Xuanyuan family holy master!!

"As soon as I arrived at Fengshen, Wu Heng's stinky boy caused me such a big thing, the strength of the ancestor of the Tiangang God Sect is afraid that it is in chaos with the eldest brother Xuanyuan, and it is not easy to deal with!" Xuanyuan Huo sighed, Wu Hengsheng is destined to have a lot of hardships to face in this troubled era, this great era, and he will naturally try his best to help if he can, but whether he can arrive in time depends on Wuheng's creation.

Kunlun Mountain, towering into the clouds, full of three thousand zhang, a dense jungle, are ancient trees, just find one and there are four or five people hugging thick, at least a thousand years.

Three days later, Wu Heng and his party came to the foot of the mountain, and at first glance, he said: "This is a magnificent cultivation blessed land, and it is not simple. ”

"Hey, it's a pity that this generation of disciples is not angry, and there are no outstanding people, if there is a disciple who can be equal to you...... Two points would be fine!" The white-eyed old man spoke, he wanted to say "one-half" casually, but when he thought that the demon around him was actually the culprit of the world's constant speculation and the destruction of the three major forces, he swallowed the "one" back, saying that it was two, and two points was equal to one-fifth, if there was really a young demon who could reach one-fifth of Wuheng, then the Kunlun faction would not languish.

Wu Heng hurriedly said: "The seniors have really praised it!"

The white-eyed old man smiled slightly, didn't say anything, and felt that this was nothing more than that, he thought that Wu Heng had escaped from this dead end, and he felt unbelievable at that time, but when he heard all kinds of news and speculated, he found out that Wu Heng had escaped from it, and he had killed all those people at all. Therefore, it also led to him not relieving himself for three days, and he always felt that life was like a dream, and he was already dead and in hell.

Perhaps for him, the outcome of death is more acceptable than the total annihilation of the three major forces.

At this time, a Kunlun sect monk who had been injured in the mountains and forests for a long time saw the old man with white eyebrows arriving, and hurriedly rushed to the foot of the mountain, as if he saw the savior, and said excitedly: "Oh, elder, you can count it back, Kunlun Mountain has become a mess, and all the disciples are coaxing the magic weapons and spirit stones, and they want to divide the property and part ways, I look forward to you presiding over the overall situation!"

In this regard, the white-eyed old man sighed very plainly, as if he had already thought of such an ending, "The tree is falling and scattered, grab it, go down the mountain to get a wife to live a good life." ”

They have all done their best for Kunlun Mountain, and now they are going to disperse, just take away a little money, the old man with white eyebrows can't bear to stop it, he sees it very lightly, the silent ending cannot be changed, it is destined by God, since it is irretrievable, those things are counted as compensation for them.

Wu Heng and Leng Hanshuang were silent, this kind of thing is not easy for the two outsiders to mix, even if they do, they can't help. I can only sigh and sigh in my heart, after all, in the ranking twenty years ago, the Kunlun faction was still ranked fourteenth in Zhongzhou, but now because the Holy Lord and a large number of elites fell into the forbidden area, they were depressed in a blink of an eye.

After waiting for so many days, hearing that the elder actually left it alone, the wounded monk was a little unwilling and said, "But those people ......"

"That's it, there's nothing," the white-eyed old man raised his hand to stop him, and said lightly: "At the end of the song, people are scattered, not returning, look at the ......."

The injured monk was still unwilling, ignoring the old man's stop, and said firmly: "But there are some monks from other forces among those people, they take advantage of the fire to rob, and want to take Kunlun Mountain for themselves. "What?!" Hearing this, the white-eyed old man's eyes widened, and he was furious, his own disciples robbed the property, but the Kunlun faction was still the Kunlun faction, even if it was silent, it was not the turn of those small forces to ride over, his eyes flashed with murder, and he scolded angrily: "Why didn't you tell Lao Tzu earlier?"

"I said it, but you won't let me say it. ”

"Damn, this group of dogs, pretending to be sympathetic to their grandson before, but now they are bullying me Kunlun Pai Tou Shan while Lao Tzu is away for a few days, is it unbearable, let's go up the mountain together, I want to see who dares to move this guy who eats leopard gall!"

Wu Heng and Leng Hanshuang glanced at each other, sighing, the white-eyed old man is really a fickle guy.

Immediately, they followed the angry white-eyed old man to Kunlun Mountain, three thousand zhang is unattainable for mortals, but for monks, especially for Tongtian monks, it is only a short distance.

Soon, they came to the top of a main peak in Kunlun Mountain, full of brilliant and huge buildings, among which the figures were crowded, all carrying some valuable ornaments and antiques in their hands, the scene was chaotic, and the sound of quarrels was heard from time to time.

"This is what my ancestor left me, so why give it to you?" argued a weaker-looking friarswoman, but her voice was weak.

"Haha, why?" A tall psychic realm monk stared at her with a fierce look on his face, and kicked out the woman who was no more than two small realms below him, and when he saw the other party's painful look, he smiled proudly: "Hmph, that's it!"

The soft woman hugged her stomach, with a painful look on her face, she vomited a mouthful of black blood, it seemed that she was not lightly injured by that kick, but she still did not give in and said: "You are just a foreign monk, you can't take away the things of the Kunlun faction!"

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