At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

【Dong Zhen, Immortal Love】

Screams of death resounded from the rear of the Great Wing of the Holy Demon Hall.

The neighing of a large number of horses suddenly resounded between heaven and earth, rushing here from afar, and the sound made people panic in the bottom of their hearts, as if thousands of cavalry troops were charging towards themselves, Han Li was stunned and said, could it be Di Cai?

When Zhao Qingqing heard that Di was riding, her body suddenly trembled, as if she was about to faint, her eyes were already a little panicked, and she muttered, Di is riding here, so what should she do?

The Night King's face was overjoyed, and when he looked closely, it was indeed a large group of Di horses from the rear of the Holy Demon Hall, swept in, and frantically attacked most of the Holy Demon Hall.

At this moment, in the mountains and forests, there was a rising fire, thick smoke billowed out, the wolf demons were restless when they heard the sound, and they were in a mess, and the team of the Holy Demon Hall was in chaos, and the Night King took the opportunity to make people rush to the team of the Holy Demon Hall, and the shape was reversed in an instant, and the Holy Demon Hall saw that the tight and seamless encirclement suddenly leaked a few openings, and everyone was overjoyed and escaped one after another.

In the chaos, Zhao Qingqing's figure flashed and disappeared, looking very hasty, Han Li saw it, and he didn't say much, and the people who listened to it scolded loudly, and he was even more annoyed, taking advantage of the crowd to escape, he ran out with the crowd step by step, leaving only the sound of killing thousands of disciples of Di Qi and the Holy Demon Hall behind him.

Han Li glanced at it roughly, and the people who escaped around him were quite wolf, and after a rough count, there were only less than 1,200 people left, all of whom were injured, and the Night King stood in the distance and talked to a few men from the Yin Yang Valley, what were they talking to, looking at their expressions, everyone in the conversation, their eyes were cold, and their hands pressed their long swords, as if they were planning to fight back.

Han Li was worried about Zhao Qingqing, and after looking at it for a week, he didn't see her, and he didn't know where her figure flashed, but he didn't know where the flash went, at this moment, several masters of Yin Yang Valley who listened to him said, Miss said that she was going to find someone, Han Shaoxia, don't be impatient, retreat with us first, and walk forward as he spoke.

Han was in a mess, and asked, What is the Night King discussing over there?

One person said casually, it was Miss Ying who sent Di Qi to save us, and the Night King Sect Master felt that in this way, Miss Ying's control of the zhì room would be in danger, and Dugu Taizhen would definitely take the opportunity to go to the control room in person, so he was planning whether to go to the control room.

Han Li heard the ins and outs of the matter, turned around and left in a hurry, striding away, ignoring the shouts of everyone behind him.

He hurried his steps, watching the minutes pass, the sun's brilliance softening more and more, and a little red hanging in the west.

In the mountains and forests, the footsteps are stacked, but it looks like a dense group of disciples of the Holy Demon Hall, shouldering a long sword, bustling side by side, led by an old man in cloth, his snow-white hair and beard flowing, striding forward, his eyes are as clear as water, occasionally sweeping the flowers and trees in the mountains and forests, under the shroud of the residual sun, the leaves emit a faint golden afterglow, it is Dugu Taizhen.

When he was confused, there were a few eagle chirpings in the sky, the sound was crisp, full of joy, Dugu Taizhen smiled and said, it was Cangying who came back, maybe he brought back some good news, and a few people next to him heard this, and also echoed and said with a smile, the hall master is tired, after all, he lives up to expectations, this soul building is underground, and it is still our temple in the end.

Dugu Taizhen smiled undiminishedly, shook his head slightly and said, hehe, what you said naturally has some truth, but the old man is just exhausted, when he sighs, he always thinks of the dead disciples, after all, they are all taught by your masters, people are not grass and trees, practice can be ruthless? If you feel sad in your heart, but you don't say it, the old man will not be able to escape the blame, hey.

Dugu Taizhen said this, dozens of people next to him, their faces were gloomy for a while, the old man looked very old, and sighed with his white beard in his hand, the hall master is for the sake of the great cause of my holy church for thousands of generations, and the three disciples under his knees are very loved in his life, and they regard it as their own, but they can't imagine that this time the dog thieves of the Immortal Sect are so fierce, tired of my three disciples, all of them died tragically, thinking about it, I don't feel that I want tears like rain.

Dugu Taizhen took a deep breath, looked sad, looked up to the sky and closed his eyes, since ancient times, the world has been in turmoil, has not stopped, floating like a dream, a hundred years have passed in a hurry, once seven countries stood side by side, each wolf bèi for the treacherous, the war does not stop, the Qin people out of the tiger and wolf division, sweeping the six countries, dominating the world, how magnificent? It's just that the old man looks at the unification of the world, and it may not be stronger than before, just like the current seven families, fate is really tormenting, now, the old man watches the sky at night, the sky is dead, the yellow sky is standing, the troubled times will be restarted, we have an unknown existence above our heads, fiddling with the life and death of all beings, cultivating for a lifetime, but extending the life of two hundred years, lingering on the general life, no one can escape life and death, but all of you, please see, the predecessors endured hardships, the descendants enjoyed the blessings, and the temple could break the mystery of life and death, and all living beings could enjoy the avenue and enter the fairyland, escaping the cycle of life and death, no matter how much suffering you endure, it is worth it.

He looked up, the sound of the goshawk's joy was getting closer, everyone's faces were happy, and it was expected that at this moment, a beam of purple light suddenly burst out, shining everywhere, and the goshawk screamed miserably, and there was no sound.

Everyone was stunned, Dugu Taizhen raised his hand and waved, the crowd rushed forward, and walked only a few dozen steps, but saw that among the dense trees, a woman in white bathed in the remnant sun, with her back to everyone, stood on her shoulder with a huge cangying eagle, turned her head from time to time to look, and a large crowd of people who listened to it came, she turned around indifferently It was Zhao Qingqing, holding a letter raft, as if she had just finished reading, and the goshawk had already been frightened and leaped up.

Dugu Taizhen didn't look angry, Muzi looked at her clearly and smiled, Miss Zhao wants to stand in front of thousands of us alone?

She tore up the letter raft casually, raised her cheeks and looked at it indifferently, but she didn't speak, her eyes were cold, her hands were clenched, and her posture didn't move in the middle of the road.

Dugu Taizhen looked at her, and didn't say much, turned around and said lightly, Lord Yuejun is a person admired by the old man, and the old man is inconvenient to do it, so you can watch it.

As soon as he finished speaking, there were several people eager to try, one person immediately jumped out of the debut of the poor road Yao Zhang has long heard of the fame of the fairy, and it is better to be famous today than to see it.

He said that he held the long sword in his hand, his face was tense, and he approached her step by step, and her eyes showed a bit of trance, slightly tilted his cheeks and looked at the remnant sun above his head, and when he took a few steps closer, the man Yao Zhang shouted violently, the long sword suddenly attacked, and the wind rose from the place where his arms were raised, blowing her cheeks and hair fluttering, and the red light of the remnant sun on the ground shone brightly, adding to the poignant, Yao Zhang's sword did not stop, and it seemed that it was about to pierce her neck in an instant, Zhao Qingqing's figure still did not move, poof, everyone regretted, and instantly felt that she was such the most beautiful woman in the world, It's a pity to die like this, but I suddenly remembered in my heart, Zhao Qingqing's martial arts are very high, how could she die so easily, Yao Zhang stabbed her neck with a sword, but there was no blood flowing out, and the figure was like a reflection in the water, and there was no trace when he was stabbed by the sword.

This Yao Zhang can also be regarded as a figure with a head and a face in the Holy Demon Hall, and he was frightened back by the eyes of everyone, and his face suddenly couldn't hang up, his face was blue and white for a while, and he wanted to get back face, so he immediately said, why did the fairy who is also the next generation of Lord Yuejun do that fantasy technique of pretending to be a god and a ghost, but dare to come out and fight face-to-face with Yao?

Dugu Taizhen turned her back to her body and said leisurely, is Miss Zhao a human or a ghost now?

No one answered him, the sky between the dense mountains and forests became more and more dark, a few birds chirped, Ge Wai was weird, under the towering trees, the peerless young woman, standing quietly with her hands in her hands, as if facing the sunset, Huo Ran turned around, her eyes swept over everyone indifferently, and her clothes were slowly right.

Dugu Taizhen seemed to have eyes behind her, and continued, when I saw her the day before yesterday, I only thought that Miss Zhao was a woman with Zhong Tiandi's aura, peerless beauty, and it would not be an exaggeration to call her the first beauty in the world, but I saw you again today, but I didn't expect Miss Zhao to have a ghostly aura in her body, I'm afraid she is no longer a human being, right?

Everyone was in an uproar, and Yao Zhang was sweating like rain, could it be that the beautiful fairy in front of him was already a dead person?

Thousands of people turned their heads to each other, Dugu Taizhen raised his palm, the crowd suddenly quieted down, his palm stretched out, it seemed to swing at random, a gust of wind blew from his side, the ground was full of yellow and fallen leaves flying everywhere, the sky slowly changed color, but the fallen leaves danced wildly, blowing messy, everyone was bold, but looking at the woman's figure, her hair fluttering, her appearance was beautiful, her eyes looked at the top of her head indifferently, and she couldn't help but feel numb for a while.

The wind blew for a while, and slowly stopped, until it was silent, and the atmosphere was even more weird, but all men admired Zhao Qingqing from the bottom of their hearts, some were for her stunning appearance, some were proud of her martial arts, and some were for her talent, Yao Zhang was no exception, seeing the woman standing alone under the towering tree, indescribably desolate, sad, and couldn't help but say, fairy, who killed you here?

When Zhao Qingqing heard this, she didn't answer, but slowly withdrew her gaze, looking at everyone and shaking her head slightly,

Yao Zhang's heart was in turmoil, and he heard Dugu Taizhen's voice again, no one can kill her, she killed herself.

When these words came out, no matter how calm a person was, he couldn't help but feel a heartbeat, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he said suspiciously, what?

At this moment, a young disciple next to Yao Zhang shouted in a strange voice, blood, there is a smell of blood here.

Yao Zhang frowned, and then, several old men licked their lips and said, Well, yes, there is a smell of blood.

When Yao Zhang heard this, he sniffed, and sure enough, he smelled an ethereal smell of blood, the smell of blood was full of fragrance, obviously the blood of a young woman, Ge Ran thought of Zhao Qingqing, and looked at her fiercely, but the woman she saw was in a trance, a mist was shrouded around her body, and her lips seemed to move, as if she had a lot to say.

Dugu Taizhen sighed lightly, and then someone was frightened, there was blood on the ground, everyone looked down to see, and the yellow-brown earth reflected a little red crystal brilliance under the fallen leaves that were blown away by the wind, and it was red, many people had killed countless people in their lives, and they would be afraid of blood, but Zhao Qingqing was not an ordinary person, everyone saw that there was blood under their feet, and they suddenly stepped on pins and needles, and they retreated in fright, and their faces were pale for a while.

The ground was full of red, and a few frightened young disciples screamed a few times, and ran recklessly backwards with their heads in their hands.

Dugu Taizhen turned around and looked at Zhao Qingqing and said, Miss Zhao used her own essence and blood as a medium to perform such a fierce and forbidden technique, just to block the old man from moving forward, so she was not afraid of performing this forbidden technique and being punished by God? Besides, if you die, you will die, why turn into a ghost, ethereal in the mountains and forests in a different place, even if you can return your soul if you don't die, you have to live for ten years, is it really worth it?

It's just that her expression is still numb, revealing a little cold.

Dugu Taizhen was in a hurry to approach the soul building control room, and he couldn't care about the consequences, and said with a smile, the legendary forbidden technique, the old man had the right to try it, everyone suddenly realized, looked down seriously, and saw that the blood stains were arranged in a circle, which seemed to be like a formation, Dugu Taizhen strode forward, the woman's thin eyebrows frowned, and she looked at it with a daze.

Dugu Taizhen walked to the edge of the bloodstains, his footsteps stopped, and a few people behind him hurriedly said, what forbidden technique, let his subordinates break it first, and said that a few figures leaped up, the long sword in his hand, the sword momentum was strong, and after a few pops, people fell into the bloodstains, the woman faced the sword stab, her eyes were in a trance, but the blood under her feet, like a raging river, uncontrollable, suddenly emitted a dazzling red light, a blood-colored Taiji big picture evaporated, and the light shrouded several people, several people seemed to be tied up by something, unable to move, Yang Tian screamed miserably, and the blood of the whole body was pulled out of the seven orifices, like a small stream, flowing on the ground and blending into the Taiji diagram, and several people's bodies were visible to the naked eye and dried up quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the skin and bones were sucked into a human dry, and they fell to the ground.

Thousands of people saw this scene in the dense forest, and they felt that their legs were weak, especially the way of death, which was really terrifying, and the former saint fairy, at this moment, looked around at the scene.

Several subordinates died tragically in front of their eyes, Dugu Taizhen's face was gloomy, and he said coldly, Miss Zhao killed a lot of people during her lifetime, but she didn't expect that after she died and turned into a ghost, she didn't forget to kill, but it was just such a brutal killing of living beings, rare in the world, heaven and earth are not tolerated, in vain You are a generation of Yin Yang Valley heirs, just to block the enemy, you will do such a hurtful thing.