Liansheng turned his head, and his temples suddenly became a little more silvery, and among the black hair, it was extremely dazzling.

Zhao District's heart trembled, and he hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his sleeve, "Are you injured?" ”

Lian Sheng was silent, secretly breathed for a while, and then raised his head, met the pair of clear pupils, and smiled warmly, "I said before, my time is running out, and you don't believe it." ”

Zhao Jingqu frowned, remembering the conversation in Taolin on the occasion of the trial, he said, thirty-third life, this life has passed, and there will be no lotus life.

"I... What should I do? She looked down at the barren land, the blood had not yet dissipated, and the smell of blood on the tip of her nose made her even more uncomfortable.

Lian Sheng raised his head, glanced at the sky, and said softly, "It's time to go, go to every corner of the Red River." ”

***

There was no ambiguity when he said that he was leaving, and he didn't even return to the wooden house, so the group went directly down the mountain and walked to the north.

Zhao was wrapped in thin clothes, and after thinking for a long time, he understood his intentions.

"Why are those people chasing us?"

Only those who are hunted down and killed have to run around without peace, saying that going to every corner of the Red River to see, isn't it another way of fleeing?

I knew that I wouldn't pretend to be forced, and the consequences of drawing out that light were so serious, Zhao had some regrets.

Liansheng turned his head, took off his coat, and handed it to her.

"Before every demon king of the demon clan takes office, he must accept the approval of the ancestral hall, which you can understand as a test."

Zhao District frowned and sneered, and before he could speak, he said disdainfully behind him, "Rare they test!" ”

Liansheng smiled. said, "It's not rare and there's no way, everything is in their hands." ”

"What's that?" Zhao District paused. Asked in confusion.

"I'll talk to you in detail when I go to the Cloud Hall later, now, we have to speed up the process." He looked back and glanced at the dozen or so rays of light that swept up in the deep mountains behind him, and there was a little coldness in his eyes.

Zhao also turned his head, his heart tightened.

Deep above the mountains, those air currents are like the blade of a sword. The trees on the top of the mountain were cut into a mess, as messy as graffiti in an ink painting, and there was a slight cold smell in the air. She swallowed, her throat a little dry.

"They're all here to 'test' me?"

He frowned and interrupted her. "Test a fart. It's obviously to kill people! ”

With that, he picked up a scroll from his arms, which was a moving scroll that had not been used before, and there was still one chance to use it inside, just enough to relieve this crisis.

He slit open the other hand, which had not yet grown scales, and the blood dripped on it, and his mind moved, and the scroll shone brightly.

The smile on his lips has not faded. Behind him, there was a cold aura, like a poisonous snake. In a panic, Zhao pulled him to his side, blocking the treacherous attacks with his bare hands.

With a bang, the debris scattered around him was about to confuse his eyes, and he closed his eyes and shouted, "Hold my hand!" ”

A fingertip touched his palm, and he pulled it over violently, silently reciting the incantation to activate the scroll in his mouth, and the wind roared in his ears, and every time he said a word, he was blown away in the frenzied air, and Liansheng came over at some point and blocked those air currents for him.

When a raindrop fell, he held his mind and finally let go.

After the world turned around, the three finally got out of this crisis.

The scroll fell gently, and no one knew where it had arrived this time.

*****

In the Cloud Palace, Jiang Xuanhu turned his head sideways, looking at the dozens of streamers above the sky, and was puzzled, someone roared loudly in the distance.

"The main hall is out of water! , go to the water! ”

Jiang Xuan's heart tightened, and he felt a little bad inexplicably, the Cloud Hall was located on the top of the Red River, when did the water appear?

He strode towards the temple gate, and was choked by the smoke that rushed into the sky.

"Ahem, cough, cough"

In the thick smoke, the figure went back and forth, he held his breath, and casually grabbed a person and asked, "What's the matter?!" ”

The little demon who was pulled may not have woken up yet, but seeing that Jiang Xuan was not stunned, he struggled directly, "Let go of me!" If there is a trace of this flame of light, I can ......"

Before the words fell, Jiang Xuan let go, and the little demon immediately slipped away, but Jiang Xuan stood in place in a daze, a little incredulous.

He naturally knew who the Flame of Enlightenment was, but why did he do it?

He couldn't think clearly, and he didn't plan to think about it, as the commander of the guards of the Cloud Palace, he understood what the result would be after the destruction of the main hall.

The flames were a little white, and it looked like there was no temperature, but the hall was already covered with smoke and dust, and in the firelight, he saw Minglang sitting at the top, with a calm expression.

Jiang Xuan gritted his teeth, rushed forward, grabbed him by the collar violently, and asked, "You put the fire?!" ”

Minglang looked at him coldly, there was an extra light in his dark pupils, and the light seemed to come to life, climbed up Jiang Xuan's hand, and with a magnetic sound, he took a few steps back.

"It's really ?!! you do"

Jiang Xuan couldn't believe it, but he didn't want to ask again, so he simply turned around and prepared to leave this place.

Minglang suddenly spoke.

"It's just a good boat, it's not pleasing to the eye when I see this place early."

The voice was a little hoarse, Jiang Xuan paused, turned his head, and looked at him carefully.

After this look, he felt more and more abnormal, there was a black mark on Minglang's neck, obviously a bruise left by the fight, he was about to ask, Minglang continued, "You go quickly, this place doesn't belong to you anymore." ”

The words are inexplicably wonderful, Jiang Xuan really wants to dig out his heart to see what it means!

The back of Minglang's departure made his heart empty, and he didn't know until he left the palace that this day was destined to be recorded in the annals of the demon clan.

****

Outside the palace gate, in the thick smoke, the figures of Wandao were entangled with each other, the little demon and the guards from Nanhe began to fight with each other, the blood light was lined with firelight, and some could not tell who was a friend and who was an enemy, but the light that belonged to the silver armor of the Cloud Palace was in the middle of the battle, if the shadow appeared, Jiang Xuan stood at the door, and he couldn't return to his senses for a long time. The sudden battle made his heart tremble a little.

For many years, he had never seen such a bold demon who dared to go up here to make a mistake!

He brushed his long hair. The armor faded, like a cloud of smoke, and blended into the battlefield. The sword in his hand was like a machine harvesting life, and for a while, in the midst of the battle, the screams were terrifying.

The young kite stood in the clouds. Looking down at the battle below, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened and deepened.

How long has it been planning this day? She couldn't remember clearly, since the last demon king had banished them from the Red River. For a hundred years, she has been looking forward to standing here every day, seeing the wolf smoke rising from the holy land guarding the demon king, and letting them also taste the pain of wandering on the edge of life.

The guards of the Cloud Hall have been scattered for many years. Except for a strong general like Xiang Jiang Xuan. None of them were able to break out of the encirclement, and the old clan attracted by the young mandarin duck had been entangled with cultivators in the dense forest for many years, and their combat effectiveness had long surpassed that of the Cloud Palace's unified army.

Not far away, more than a dozen crown princes walked towards this side, looking panicked, and more than a dozen figures in the rear followed closely behind, sometimes launching life-threatening attacks.

The young kite tilted its head slightly. Whispered, "Old ghost." Kill them. ”

One seat can only sit one person.

How could she tolerate so many people fighting with her? It's good that they're all dead!

The old ghost whispered yes, and then flew down, and dozens of long vines with corrosive juice attacked those crown princes.

The young kite smiled at the corner of his mouth, and looked at the farce under his feet.

Today's chaos in the Cloud Hall is not the credit of her alone, the old immortals of the Sect Elders Association are the culprits, if it weren't for the fear that Zhao District would come back and go out to hunt her down collectively, how could she be given the opportunity to kill these rice buckets?

When they have no choice, she will have to ascend to the throne!

Her heart stirred, and a weak figure poked out of her neck, it was the dryad who had been with her for a long time in the dense forest.

The young kite turned his head and looked at the dryad, and the corners of his lips were a little more bewitching.

She pointed to the battle situation below and said coldly, "See, the Red River that we are bent on returning to is now only left with these waste materials!" ”

The weakened figure of the dryad glanced at the fiery situation below, smiled slightly, and looked at the young kite with satisfaction, but did not speak.

****

Minglang walked towards his palace step by step, he glanced back at the smoke not far away, listened to the sound of fighting, and the corners of his mouth sneered.

As soon as he entered the door, a cold arrow struck him quickly.

The light from the arrow narrowed his pupils, and he suddenly disappeared, hiding in the dark corner of the door.

After a while, a large man with a bow came this way.

"It's weird, I just saw him here."

As the words fell, a flame rose at the cuff of his trousers, but in a single breath, it wrapped around his entire body.

Bang. He quickly collapsed, reduced to a cloud of flying ashes.

Minglang stood up, looking indifferently at the dust in the air, he looked at the beacon fire in the front hall again, stretched out his hand, and wiped it at the door.

Thousands of feet of flame rose from the ground, and the second palace of the Cloud Hall also signaled destruction.

Entering the back room, his solemn expression suddenly became a little more nervous.

How can I explain today's chaos to him?

Minglang frowned, thinking for a long time and didn't know how to talk to him.

Knock knock.

There was a slight noise inside, and without thinking about it, he rushed inside.

"Teacher!"

The man in Tsing Yi sat up, quietly watched his panicked steps, and asked softly, "What's going on outside?" ”

Minglang lowered his head, thought for a while, and finally replied truthfully, "The young kite wants to kill us." ”

The man in Tsing Yi frowned, "The people of the Sect Elders are all dead?" ”

"Didn't ....... them, they went...."

"Where did you go?"

Mingming's eyes lit up, he raised his head and said, "Teacher, let's get out of here!" ”

"Where have all the people from the Elder Sect gone?" The man in Tsing Yi stared at him with cold eyes.

"Today, there is a strange thing in the Nanhe area...."Minglang frowned, thinking about the scorching light that appeared in the sky, and his heart felt a little warmer, "They all said that it was sunshine. ”

The man in Tsing Yi stiffened suddenly, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

"Then, the Sect Elders gathered all the demon generals and went to find them."

"Teacher?"

Ming Lang looked at the man who didn't say a word, thinking about the chaos outside, and said again, "Let's get out of here." ”

He really wanted to see the outside world.

Since the young kite wanted to sit in this seat, he asked her not to stay here and be suppressed by those people in the Sect Elders' Association.

The man in Tsing Yi raised his head, looked at him with deep and wise eyes, and then smiled.

He said, "Minglang, my daughter has come to pick me up. ”

****

Minglang's steps trembled, a little incredulous, he looked at the man in Tsing Yi and asked, "What did you say?" ”

The man in Tsing Yi didn't speak again, and there was a little more smile on his handsome and vicissitudes of life.

It was the first time he had seen him smile.

Minglang was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "She, where is she?" ”

For a moment, he seemed to feel abandoned, the man in Tsing Yi had been with him for many years, he had long regarded him as a father, and now, his biological daughter came to him, would he not want him?

Minglang stepped forward, grabbed his sleeve a little childishly, and said anxiously, "Teacher, you won't leave me, right?" Uncle Jing said, you can't... Can't leave mine behind. ”

The man in Tsing Yi withdrew his smile and sighed heavily.

He stroked Minglang's shoulder and said softly, "After all these years, haven't you realized it? I'm just a wasted person, I have no spiritual power, how can I protect you? ”

Minglang shook his head firmly, denying his words.

"Uncle Jing said that the person who can take away the princess of Beiyuan must be an extraordinary person!"

The man in Tsing Yi smiled in a trance, and the corners of his eyes were a little brighter.

He pointed at Minglang and sneered, "You haven't seen your princess, where did you get these theories?!" ”

Minglang was a little impressive, and hung his head, not knowing what to say.

There was silence in the room, and the man in Tsing Yi suddenly sighed and said, "Get out of here." ”

Minglang looked up in surprise, and a little ecstasy passed through the depths of his eyes.

He raised his hand, picked up the man in green clothes, and walked out of the wooden house, like a fish, and disappeared into the battlefield of the Cloud Hall in an instant.

***

Above the Cloud Palace, dozens of crown princes died and were crippled, all of whom lost the possibility of inheriting the throne.

With a smile on the corner of her lips, the young kite walked slowly past each corpse.

"One, two, three, four..."

She stretched out her slender fingers and counted slowly, and the countless indifferent demon clans behind her stood still.

"Huh?" The young kite turned around and looked at the old ghost with a smile, "One less." ”

There were thirteen princes in all, but only twelve were lying on the ground.

The young kite looked at the old ghost and asked, "Who else is there?" ”

The old ghost kept a calm face and did not speak.

"And another, Minglang, died in the fire."

In the silence, the subordinate officer stepped forward tremblingly and whispered, "Master, have you forgotten, the fire in the main hall..."

The young kite smiled and waved his hand, motioning for him to stand down.

"Very well, then they're all dead."

The entire Cloud Palace, no, the entire Red River, at present, she is only left with an orthodox royal bloodline, the Sect Elders, what choice is there?

She swayed with a smile, and suddenly a sneer came from behind her.

"It's up to you?!"

Jiang Xuan's armor was broken, his handsome face licked a few wounds, the red bloodshot made his face more and more cold and resolute, and his black hair was flying, and his cold eyes looked at the young kite mockingly. (To be continued.) )