All the houses, all the flowers, all the things, and all the servants and maids, turned into puffs of green smoke, wisps by wisp, drifting away with the wind.

The fiery red sun, at this moment, suddenly changed color, and then the red sun was in the sky, and the sun was like fire.

The eyes lit up, and there was no longer depression and loneliness.

Since then, the eighteen-year cage no longer exists.

In a huge cage, there are only Chu Wuxian, Wan Chaozong, Chu Guifei, and the Ten Thousand Year Turtle.

All the rest have been reduced to ashes and vanished.

The soles of the feet were loosened, as if they had fallen several feet high.

Seeing that the patriarch Wan Chaozong's body was unstable, Chu Wuxian hurriedly stretched out his hand to help him, grateful that he had just seen him break through the shackles of icicles, but he didn't point it out.

Wan Chaozong waved his hand and didn't want Chu Wuxian to support him, he looked at each other coldly, and said, "Look at this foot, but your sin?"

Under Chu Wuji's feet, there were white bones accumulated day and night in the mass grave for thousands of years, and under the scorching sun, they still looked pale and cold.

Chu Wuxian couldn't help but feel sad.

Concubine Chu did not step forward to support Wan Chaozong.

When she heard the voice of the sea god slave Yan, a pair of eyes began to become flustered, and the six gods had no master, like the 10,000-year-old turtle, trembling and not daring to make the slightest movement.

When the cage was about to be broken, everyone's bodies fell, and when they just stood on top of the white bones, Chu Guifei hurriedly shouted to the 10,000-year-old turtle: "If you don't leave at this time, when will you stay?"

When the 10,000-year-old turtle heard this, his face was sallow, and he patrolled for a week, but he didn't move, and said to Chu Guifei: "It's too late." ”

Yes, it's late.

Around the mass grave, the black pressure is full of people.

And these people are all the most elite guards of the Black Water Clan, and the disciples of the Xuanbing Palace.

Shui Xuanzi, the palace master of Xuanbing Palace, is the main one, among the ten elders, two are missing, one rebelled and fled, and the remaining seven are standing behind Shui Xuanzi in unison.

As well as the ninety-nine eighty-one first-grade disciples, many B-level disciples, and countless C-level disciples, all present.

Beside Shui Xuanzi, stood the princess of the Black Water Clan, Luo Chen, as well as Bai Shengge, the prince of the Chijin Clan, and Mu Yixuan, a C-level disciple of the Xuanbing Palace.

On the peak opposite Shui Xuanzi, Cheng Datong led ten strong guards of the mass grave, guarding thousands of them, and besieged the entire mass grave in the middle.

Chu Wuxian saw Mu Hanyu, with a Xuanyuan sword on his back, wearing a black power suit, with a high green silk and a dignified expression, like a heroine.

These elites of the Black Water Clan gathered in the mass grave together, which made the four people who rushed out of the cage have different expressions.

The most flustered Concubine Chu jumped and rushed straight to the Nine Heavens.

I only heard a coquettish voice: "Sister, come home with me." ”

Chu Guifei, who flew up, heard Nu Yan's voice, and her body couldn't help but freeze immediately, and she fell into the mass grave again.

Everyone looked up and watched together, only to see an auspicious cloud floating in the sky in the distance, above the auspicious cloud, the head of the standing was the sea god Nu Yan, and the eighteen generals behind him were majestic and full of anger.

Behind the sea god Nu Yan, there is a petite and delicate apricot blossom.

Concubine Chu raised her head and shouted: "Second sister, the grievances between you and me, we will settle them later." If you let me go today, in the future, when I am a mess in my heart, I will ask you for sin. Okay?"

Chu Guifei was able to speak so quietly in front of everyone, which can be regarded as giving enough face to the sea god slave.

However, being able to mobilize the people in such a way is by no means a thing that can be said in one or two sentences.

Seagod Nu Yan auspicious clouds shrouded above the mass grave, Seagod Nu Yan looked down, stared at Chu Guifei, and said: "Eldest sister, I can't hide it, I was entrusted by the patriarch of the Black Water Clan, Wan Chaozong, and the will of Shangshen Luo, to take you back to the Magic Sea." ”

After the Seagod Nu Yan finished speaking, Chu Guifei suddenly turned her head and looked at Wan Chaozong with a calm face, trembling with anger: "You, you, you have already sent Chang Yuansheng to the Xuanao Divine Palace to complain?"

Wan Chaozong crossed Chu Wuxian, glanced at Chu Guifei, and said: "Twenty years, I am neither male nor female, neither human nor ghost, life is better than death, every day, it is like an experience in hell, I can no longer bear it, only by asking for the power of God and capturing you, I can spit out a mouthful of filth in my heart." ”

"You, you, before you die, you want to pull me into the water? Do you know that if I go back like this, there is only one way to die. Concubine Chu gritted her teeth and trembled with anger.

Wan Chaozong smiled slightly, suddenly turned his head, looked at Shui Xuanzi, and turned back to ask Chu Wuxian: "Who is that woman standing next to your biological father Shui Xuanzi? ”

Chu Wuxian knew who Wan Chaozong was asking, and replied: "It is the daughter of Murong Shuang, the patriarch of the current national capital, and it is rumored to be your daughter, a first-class disciple of Xuanbing Palace, and the princess of the Black Water Clan. ”

Wan Chaozong laughed and said, "She's your sister?"

Chu Wuxian was shocked: Luochen is his own sister?

Chu Wuxian didn't answer, Wan Chaozong seemed to be talking to himself, and said: "Okay, good, good, everyone is here, it's good that everyone is here, it's good that they can do this important thing well on their deathbed, and it is enough to be relieved." It's just that you Shui Xuanzi is cheaper, and I have given birth to such a good daughter, I have read countless people, and only the dusty Heavenly Court is full of square circles, which can withstand my Black Water Clan's spirit stone and be in charge of my Black Water Clan's national fortune. ”

After Wan Chaozong finished speaking, he saw that the murderous aura in Chu Guifei's eyes had risen, and he knew that Chu Guifei had been haunted by the high-grade spirit stone planted on his body, which was related to the national fortune of the Black Water Clan, and had coveted it for a long time.

However, all the patriarchs know that no matter what, the spirit stone related to the fortune of the country cannot be easily carried, and in the past eighteen years, no matter how difficult and obscene the birth of the Wan Dynasty Sect is, you are still the master of the Xuanbing Palace, Shui Xuanzi, and there is nothing you can do about it.

Lingshi, the country's greatness.

How can it change hands so easily?

Every ethnic group, there are spirit stones distributed by Shangshenluo, this spirit stone is a high-level spirit stone in the clan, who has a high-level spirit stone, who is the real patriarch of the clan, Xuanao Divine Palace only recognizes spirit stones, not people.

And this high-level spirit stone was born in the patriarch's heart, if the patriarch is unwilling to deliver, the spirit stone will not leave the patriarch's heart, which is also the main reason why Shui Xuanzi has not been able to get the spirit stone for a long time, and it is difficult to correct his name.

High-grade spirit stones continue to generate intermediary spirit stones, low-level spirit stones, for the clan to cultivate.

The Black Water Clan has been in the past eighteen years, and the high-grade spirit stones have been hidden in this mass grave by the Wan Dynasty Sect, surrounded by anger, and the heart is depressed and depressed.

Now, when I mentioned this spirit stone, I saw that Chu Guifei's eyes showed a fierce light, knowing that if I didn't give it, it would be difficult for anyone to get it, and Chu Guifei was the same.

Wan Chaozong glanced at Concubine Chu Guifei, laughed, lifted his last breath, flew up, and went straight to Shui Xuanzi, his speeding figure was not at all like a sick and dying person.

"Shui Xuanzi, between the two of us, twenty years of hatred, today's battle, let's understand this. ”

Wan Chaozong spread its wings like a great peng, and the entire figure was covered by the scorching sun, leaving a black shadow on the ground.

Shui Xuanzi has been standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the four people at the bottom of the valley, silent.

The grievances and grievances between him and Wan Chaozong are indescribable, and only a battle can solve the hatred in his heart.

Shui Xuanzi twisted and stood up, like a harrier, the speed was comparable to an arrow, as sharp as a blade, like a long sword, tearing the dazzling sunlight, splitting the fiery sunlight in half in an instant.

There is no need for too many words, between two people, who is right and who is wrong, who is good and who is bad, are all resolved in this battle.

"Xuan Ice Pillar!"

Wan Chaozong, who was soaring into the sky, suddenly froze in mid-air, his arms open, one leg straight, and the other leg slightly bent, as if he landed on one foot.

The eagle hovers high in the sky, overlooking the earth, fluttering its wings in the sky, and going thousands of miles!

Move the nine vertical to open the sky, soar and spread the wings in the twilight clouds.

Overlooking the red dust for thousands of years, the mountains are different colors and the sea is chaotic.

An extremely cold and extremely cold air gushed out from between the arms, surrounded by him.

A thousand miles, gushing endlessly.

Endless life, thousands of miles of waves.

on, sheltered like a blazing sun. Next, the cage covers the four wilderness and eight wilderness.

Only in the middle, thousands of horses galloping, invincible, devastating, indispensable, straight to the oncoming Shui Xuanzi.

Shui Xuanzi, who came to the wind, drank sullenly and coldly: "Water Mirror Blood Rain Dafa!"

A dazzling and dizzy red light unfolded from Shui Xuanzi with the roar of a tiger roaring in the forest.

Its color is red, which makes the sun shy, and the blood is incomparable.

Its light, day and night, is rare in the world.

Shui Xuanzi was deep in the red light, and his figure disappeared, a puff of smoke, a cloud of fog, a breath, a gust of wind, a beam of light, and a shadow.

People and light, people and shadows, people and smoke, people and fog, people and air, people and wind, people and shadows.

The two become one, blending with each other, the figures are indistinguishable, the smoke is filled, the light is shining, and the wind and clouds are changing drastically.

There was a roar, the sky thundered, the hills shook, and the beasts panicked.

Like a hungry tiger descending from the mountain, its bloody mouth opened violently, and its scarlet tongue moved whirringly, and everywhere it went, it disappeared.

There were also huge eyes like fire, two torches burning violently in the dark night, the light swept by, the tall trees were broken, the houses were urged, the mountains were flattened, and the rivers flowed backwards.

The whole red light, changing like a tiger, exudes a chilling atmosphere, overlooking all the domineering, it seems, with a roar, it will swallow the sky and the earth, and turn the river and the sea.

Nu Yan stayed away.

Concubine Chu is hiding.

Numerous figures dodged.

The eagle descends the mountain, and the tiger soars into the sky!

Whoever is the lord of ups and downs, only the way of heaven!

Wan Chaozong and Shui Xuanzi will make a big move if they don't say a word.

Twenty years of resentment and resentment are between the Xuan Bing Cold Pillar and the Water Mirror Blood Rain Dafa.

There was a loud bang, shaking the valley and causing the beasts to panic.

The hidden blood soared into the sky and was never to be seen.

Thousands of divine beasts bowed their heads and trembled.

There is even more vertigo light, which goes three thousand miles and flies straight into the sky, reflecting the white clouds and white, and the blue sky dripping blood.

The hissing sound was incessant, and the eardrums roared.

The dazzling light is endless, dazzling.

Shrouded in power, dizzy, unable to distinguish the south, south, north, west, and north, and unable to distinguish between up and down, left and right.

I only hate the small legs and feet, and I can't escape from this earth-shattering skill.

Remorse is abundant, why are you involved in this sea of love and hatred, which is endless?