There is a wind in the valley, it is a very warm wind, and the morning sun shines brightly on the earth.

Under the shadow of the mountain, the wind blew a man's hair, black as ink, swaying with the breeze.

His face is full of sunshine, warmer than the daytime sun, his eyes are a little uneasy, which makes people feel distressed, but no one knows the world in his heart, the bridge of his nose is curved, his thin lips are tightly pursed, the young man's clothes are stained with a lot of blood, and he can't tell whether it is the enemy or his own, and there are many young people standing next to him, not knowing where fate should go.

The young man's eyes looked at the middle-aged man at the front, the Night King, the sect master of his own sect, he could only believe him.

Han Li was sweating profusely as if someone was staring at him behind him, and when he looked back, he didn't find anything except for many young men.

Zhao Qingqing was talking to the Night King in a low voice, when she moved her steps lightly and walked over slowly, a pair of beautiful people with a little mist in her mouth, and said slowly, "I'm thinking nonsense again"?

Han Li hurriedly shook his head, a bold smile appeared on his handsome face, looked at her eyes and whispered, No, no, just now I felt that someone was staring at us from behind, so I looked back casually.

Zhao Qingqing frowned and said, this time it is too chaotic, and it is natural for people to be panicked, they are all counting on a few of us, don't think about it.

Han Li knew in his heart that Zhao Qingqing had already regarded herself as her younger brother, and what she said naturally made sense, thinking of this, she pursed her lips and said, Sister Qing is right, I listen to you.

The Night King looked up on the side and thought for a moment, his sideburns were black and white, but his face looked energetic, when he heard the footsteps, he turned his head to see that it was Zhao Qingqing, who came side by side with Han Li, Zhao Qingqing was not close yet, and said politely, the sect master thinks it is good to rest for a while?

The Night King took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and laughed loudly, "It's not as lively as you young people, I'm also middle-aged, so if I can live for a day, it's a day."

Zhao Qingqing is usually as cold as ice, she doesn't say much, and when she hears the words, she just smiled indifferently, the sect master can not joke with the little girl, this time it is all under the command of the sect master.

The Night King smiled, Zhao Qingqing, and Han Li walked to his side, looking at the depths of the mountain, where there was a crisis.

Han Li couldn't help but be silent, looked at Zhao Qingqing and said, Sister Qing, what should we do now?

Zhao Qingqing stood in the sun dressed in white, looking peerless, listening to Han Li's question, she shook her head, pointed to the valley in front of her with her slender jade hand, and said quietly, don't worry.

Han Li swallowed his saliva and stopped talking.

The Night King frowned and thought for a moment, the wild birds above his head had been hidden for a long time, and simply came out of the clouds, one by one spread his wings, covering the sky, his two claws contracted in his abdomen, and he opened his sharp beak and roared happily, and from time to time rushed down one or two, from the middle of the mountain, flying by, but the people underneath him, but he really hated these birds, the Night King's face was even more ugly, and he walked around, and everyone was fascinated, and the Night King stomped and said, The old thief is scheming, and the wild birds are eyeing him, so kill him again?

The Night King has the highest status, and no one opposes him, and he thinks that the Night King has a good idea, and he is smart, an elder of Lingxiao Pavilion said on the side, the sect has made up its mind, it is better to take advantage of the moment when the Holy Demon Hall thinks that we are scared, rush at him, and strike first.

When the Night King heard this, he suddenly looked ahead and smiled coldly, isn't it? It's not necessarily us who strike first.

Everyone was amazed at why the Night King's attitude changed drastically, Ge fluttered from the front with hundreds of yellow flags held by people, smoke and dust rolling, hundreds of yellow flags floating, hunting, footsteps bursting, looking around, it was the Ten Thousand Gu Gate, the two factions of the Holy Demon Hall of nearly 6,000 people, the banners were unfurled, the swords were dazzling, the mighty and turbulent came, and the floating life was another catastrophe.

Han Li only felt that the people around him were reluctant to speak, and after repeated battles, the three families of the Immortal Sect, Lingxiao Pavilion, and Yin Yang Valley, and two thousand people were almost forced into a desperate situation by the Holy Demon Hall and the Ten Thousand Gu Sect, not to mention that they were all exhausted people?

Zhao Qingqing stood in front of the team, her hair fluttering, her snow-white figure was slim, and a large number of Yin Yang Valley disciples behind her looked at her in unison, just waiting for an order.

The Night King smiled at the corner of his lips, looked back at the two thousand people behind him and asked, do we still have a way out?

Everyone knows that there is no way out, so the two thousand people behind him shouted in unison, there is no way out, there is no way out!

The Night King stroked his palms and smiled, "Very good, will you follow the contemptible people to kill them again in your lifetime?"

A roar of two thousand people in unison suddenly sounded, and the heaven and earth seemed to change color, Zhao Qingqing bit the corner of her lip tightly, her veiled face revealed a bit of trance, raised her plain white jade hand, and raised it high, and for a moment the sunny luster seemed to shine on her plain white arm, so smooth and greasy like a cream-like color, the beauty made people feel distressed, such a beautiful person, should not appear here, when the clouds shrouded her, scattering a black shadow, and the luster was lost, her hand waved down silently, and the Holy Demon Hall team was in the middle, Between the jungles on both sides, groups of five battalions rode out vertically and horizontally, the horses screamed sadly, as if they were also crying for a helpless fate, and the people on horseback did not care about anything, took their swords obliquely, and rushed to the middle of the team of the Holy Demon Hall.

What followed was that the people on both sides finally collided together, two thousand people hit six thousand people, the team of the Holy Demon Hall retreated a hundred steps in a row, the five battalions of horsemen, extremely brave, one individual rode a horse and slashed and killed, Zhao Qingqing couldn't remember how many people he had killed, until he saw the figure of the Night King slowly being overwhelmed by countless people, Han Li killed more than a dozen people in a row with his sword, his clothes were covered with blood, and his friends who had met around him fell down one by one.

Blood boiled and splashed, and the five battalions of one hundred and eighty men rode like a flash in the pan in the ranks of six thousand, and after the impact of one individual, he exhausted all his strength, and one individual was killed and fell to the ground with men and horses.

Han Li was anxious, panicked, and when he looked back and saw that Zhao Qingqing didn't know where he was going, he couldn't help but shout loudly, Sister Qing, Sister Qing, where are you? He killed while shouting, but there were more and more people around him, and most of them couldn't see the color of the clothes of the disciples of the Holy Demon Hall, and they couldn't see any other colors, which was extremely disgusting, Han Li grabbed the famous sword and condensed the frost, frowned and shouted, If you want to die, come over, and kill a few people again.

Zhao Qingqing heard Han Li shouting to herself, and suddenly turned around to look, he was surrounded between the people of the Holy Demon Hall, she was as harmonious as ice and snow, clenched her fists, looked at the surrounding enemies coldly, and walked out of the encirclement step by step, her jade fingers lightly buckled, and she said to Han Li, let's go, let's go, a beam of purple light shot out from between her fingers, the light was bright, and the flesh and blood of dozens of people around the explosion were blurred, Han Li was surrounded in the middle of the crowd, and the reason why Zhao Qingqing would never hurt him was not affected.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the people around him to be stunned, Han Li strode forward and shouted Sister Qing, you go quickly, as she spoke, she reached out and pulled her arm, Zhao Qingqing shook her shoulder, avoided his hand, frowned and said coldly, tell you to go, you just go, do you hear?

Han Li didn't dare to fight her, without saying a word, he turned around and killed a few more people, the screams around him, the sound of swords breaking into the bones, tormenting the bottom line that people could bear.

One after another, the five battalions fell, and the heaven and earth seemed to be much quieter, and the Holy Demon Hall also paid a huge price, the ground was full of dead people, the sword was dripping with blood, and it slashed at another strange person, the people of the Immortal Sect could no longer withstand it, and began to retreat, Yin Yang Valley, a large number of disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion, including the Night King, and many masters, also had no choice but to retreat.

The valley became narrower and narrower, as if there was no way back, the people of the Holy Demon Hall and the Ten Thousand Gu Sect were as imposing, releasing hundreds of wolf demons, chasing after them, and a large number of people followed behind the wolf demons laughing, leisurely and leisurely.

Finally, there was no way back, two thousand people dropped more than six hundred corpses, and were forced to the foot of the mountain, with more than a dozen wild birds flying around their heads, looking very excited, an elder of the Immortal Sect scolded and scolded, the six thousand people killed by two thousand people retreated a hundred cloths, the Holy Demon Hall is just like this, if the four thousand reinforcements of the young lady come, how can this group of dog thieves be so rampant?

The wolf demons screamed and approached, and thousands of people slowly followed behind, shouting and scolding.

Zhao Qingqing glanced at Han Li, her beautiful eyes looked calm and calm, her cheeks were purple under the veil, she bit her red lips and said, I told you to take advantage of the chaos just now, you are disobedient, and you can't go if you want to go now.

Han Li really didn't dare to talk to Zhao Qingqing, and when he heard her say that he really didn't dare to talk much, he just lowered his head, and thought in his heart about Xiao Lingling's gentleness towards him and obedience.

The Night King came out in line, walked in the middle of the crowd, and said with a smile, you all retreat to the deep mountains and old forests, don't go to the top of the mountain, put him on a big fire, burn, burn it clean, no one dares to go in again, and leave the rest to one person.

As soon as he finished saying this, everyone couldn't help but be moved, this Night King is really a generation of heroes, and his courage and scheming are unexpected.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The neighing of a large number of horses suddenly resounded between the corners of the world, galloping from afar, and the sound made people panic from 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 Cavalry?