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In the spirit pet space, a bronze mirror exuding a ghostly glow is suspended in the air, and on its side, the two small figures of Zi Lei and Qiao Ba are constantly walking back and forth, looking up towards the bronze mirror from time to time, with a look of anxiety.

Suddenly, the two small figures suddenly stopped, and their eyes looked towards the bronze mirror in unison, only to see a dazzling black light blooming on the surface of the bronze mirror, emitting an inexplicable energy fluctuation, and then a white light flashed away from the mirror, and Yan's boundless figure reappeared on the edge of the bronze mirror.

At the same time, the light on the surface of the pitch-black copper mirror gradually dimmed!

"Master, are you alright? What happened just now?"

Looking at Yan Wubian who reappeared in front of him, the faces of the two little ones were happy, and Zi Lei asked curiously.

Yan Wubian did not respond to Zi Lei immediately, but reached out to catch the Zhentian Mirror that had returned to its normal appearance, and then muttered regret to himself.

"It's a pity that a generation of strong people has fallen. ”

"Who died?"

Although Yan Wubian's self-talk was very quiet, it still came into the ears of Zi Lei and Qiao Ba very clearly, and under curiosity, Zi Lei involuntarily asked.

His gaze swept over Zilei Qiaoba's faces, and Yan Wubian slowly told Wen Meiniang about it.

In the end, as Wen Meiniang herself said, her soul body quickly collapsed, and under Yan Wubian's gaze, she walked extremely peacefully, not only did she not have any pain or nostalgia, but instead showed a relieved look.

For Wen Meiniang, who has fought against the strange poison on her body for thousands of years, death is not terrible, on the contrary, it is a relief.

After briefly telling Zi Lei and the two about what happened, Yan Wubian sighed with feeling, and then looked towards the blood-red dragon, and at the same time, as soon as his mind moved, his figure disappeared in place in an instant, and when it appeared, it had already come to the sky above the dragon's body.

Without delay, a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, and the heavenly sword had appeared in the palm of his hand, and as soon as his body moved, it fell on the back of the dragon, and began to decompose the dragon's body.

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Half a day later, a slight energy fluctuation suddenly swayed in a certain void, and then Yan Wubian's figure appeared out of thin air, looking at the distant sky, he pondered slightly.

"Now that you're back, let's go back and pay a visit. ”

After a while, it seemed that he had made some kind of decision, and after Yan Wubian muttered to himself, his figure flickered, flashed, and disappeared into the distant sky.

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In the distance, a black dot emerged from the sky, and the black dot became larger and larger to form a humanoid black shadow.

"Finally back. ”

Looking at a towering huge mountain peak in the distance, a complicated look appeared on Yan Wubian's face, with excitement, anticipation, but more than that, calm.

In front of him is Luoshan Gate, which is also the place where Yan Wubian grew up, where he carries too much suffering and sorrow, happiness and happiness, and it is also the enlightenment place where he stepped into the world of cultivators.

The reason why he was reluctant to go to the Heavenly Saint Academy immediately and returned to Sky City. Instead, he came all the way back to Luoshanmen, and there are really too many memories of Yan Wubian here.

Yan Wubian knew very well that after this time, if he wanted to return to this place, it might be countless years later, and even he would never have the opportunity to come back, it was very possible.

Because of this, this time he came back to the Martial Spirit Continent by coincidence, he would come back to take a look at Luoshanmen, and even some people or forces close to him, he was also ready to visit.

Shaking his head, he put away the distracting thoughts in his mind, and glanced at Luo Shan in the distance, Yan Wubian's figure started again, and it turned into a rainbow light in the air, and it didn't take long for him to come to the sky above Luo Shan.

However, what made Yan Wubian feel stunned was that what appeared in front of him was a battlefield that shouted to kill the heavens.

"What's going on? Someone is attacking Luoshanmen?"

His divine sense swept away, and then he seemed to have discovered something, and Yan Wubian's figure flashed, and he fell towards a certain place on the mountain peak.

"Senior Brother Yang, if you are arrested, I can spare your life, and if you continue to resist, then don't blame us for being polite. ”

The person who spoke was a woman in her twenties, and in front of this woman, there was a man in his early thirties who was besieged by three middle-aged men in green robes.

If Yan Wubian was here, he would recognize that the man who was besieged was Yang Zhengyuan, who had a good relationship with him in Luoshanmen, and the woman who spoke was Yu Lingfei, who had designed to frame him.

"I, Yu Lingfei, you traitor, sooner or later you will get retribution. ”

At this time, Yang Zhengyuan, who was besieged, roared violently, and the momentum on his body rose, and he rushed towards a middle-aged man in front of him with a hideous face.

At this moment, Yang Zhengyuan also seemed to understand that in this case, he couldn't escape at all, and with the mentality of dragging an opponent on the road with him on the verge of death, he completely gave up his own defense, ignoring the offensive of the other two people on the side, burst out the last combat power in his body, and slapped the opponent in front of him with a fierce palm.

"Humph!"

However, the man directly opposite him had a sneer on his face, without the slightest intention of dodging, his arm was raised like lightning and a punch was blasted out.

Suddenly, with a bang, the two of them snorted in unison, and the figure of the middle-aged man involuntarily took a few steps back, and the corner of his mouth overflowed with bloodshot.

And although Yang Zhengyuan knocked the opponent back with one palm, his forward body was also shocked by the force, and he was slammed. It was at this moment that the offensive of the other two people had already hit his body with a fierce wind.

With a "flutter", a mouthful of blood instantly spurted out of Yang Zhengyuan's mouth, and his body was even more shocked and flew out.

After a successful move, the other two middle-aged men did not have any hands, and stomped on the ground with the soles of their feet, and the figures quickly swept out, continuing to attack Yang Zhengyuan, who was shocked out.

However, in the face of the two of them attacking again, Yang Zhengyuan, who was shocked out, turned a blind eye, and instead his eyes fell on the petite figure lying on the ground not far away, revealing a face full of tenderness, his lips moved slightly, as if he said something, but his voice was so low that even those who were close at hand would never hear what he was saying.

"You're looking for death!"

Seeing that Yang Zhengyuan was about to be killed, a voice that was not angry suddenly sounded on the field, and then everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and a vague figure had appeared beside Yang Zhengyuan.

Then, the person who came lightly punched out with both hands and faced the two middle-aged men. Suddenly, two muffled sounds of "bang bang" came out, and the two middle-aged men didn't even have time to scream, and they were shocked into two blood mist by the people who suddenly appeared, and completely disappeared from this world.

This sudden change couldn't help but make everyone on the field look shocked.

"You're ......!"

At this time, stabilizing his figure and looking at the young face that had turned around and was nodding at him with a smile, Yang Zhengyuan couldn't help but be slightly stunned. This face full of fortitude always gave him an extremely familiar feeling, and then he seemed to remember the identity of the person in front of him, and he couldn't help but exclaim excitedly.

"Why, after a few years of not seeing each other, Senior Brother Yang forgot about Wubian. ”

Yang Zhengyuan had just spoken, and Yan Wubian had already said with a smile.

"It's really you, Senior Brother Yan, you're back!"

Looking at Yan Wubian excitedly, Yang Zhengyuan didn't expect that Yan Wubian, who had been removed from Luoshanmen back then, would return to Luoshanmen at the last moment and save his life.