That burst was broken, and Yingxie turned into a puff of smoke, and exploded with a "bang", and the sky and the earth were suddenly vast.

A strong force sucked the abandoned "whoosh" in.

It seemed to be an endless dark road, and he only felt that his body was being squeezed, torn, and crumpled......

When I opened my eyes again, I was already in the middle of the mountains, and there was an ancient road paved with bluestone in front of me, and I didn't know where it led.

The blood-colored sun slowly sank in the sky, and the afterglow on the snow-capped mountains at the end of the desert was pulled away, revealing a magnificent and cold background.

"Dumb—" A golden eagle hovered in mid-air, making a long and terrible cry from time to time.

Under the golden eagle, the majestic Guzang royal court is very lively today, cooking cattle and slaughtering sheep, and singing and singing.

"Come, come, friends!"

In the Golden Palace, King Jin Wenxi of Guzang was full of red light and raised his wine glass high.

"The young eagles on Qilian Mountain will spread their wings and fly high today. The horses of the prairie will run with their hooves raised today. My daughter Yang Ling will grow up today! Please drink this cup to the fullest, and bless my soul with peace and happiness, and my aunt Zang's country will be prosperous. ”

"May the county lord be safe and auspicious, and may Guzang prosper the country!" everyone cheered and raised their glasses and drank them all.

"Plop-pop!" Before everyone could put down the wine glass, a person on the side of King Guzang fell, and the wine glass was shattered.

"Father!" a figure burst out, a swarthy and sturdy young man.

This man is known to everyone, he is the 3,000 "Tiger Swallowing Lang" Langguan Jin Kazan of Guzang Kingdom, and the one who just fell was his father, Jin Mobai, the younger brother of King Guzang.

"Jin Wenxi!" A black mist came silently to the center of the Golden Palace. Two clouds of blood flickered in the black mist, like eyes, and just one glance made people shudder.

"Hand over Yang Ling, lest you die!" came a voice like a wheezing voice in the black mist, and the sound made people's scalps tingle when they heard it.

Kim Kazan took his father's body in his arms and reached out to probe his snort.

Just probed, Jin Kazan suddenly raised his head, his beard exploded, his eyes were bloodshot, he shouted loudly, and rushed towards the black mist. I think his father has fallen into the hands of the black mist.

"Shan'er, slow!" Gu Zang Wang Fang wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

"Poof", Jin Kazan popped out of the black fog, "bang-la-la" knocked over a table of wine and food, spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, lying on the ground "whoop" roared, it was like a ball of noodles, and he was unable to stand up again, as if a skeleton had been sucked away.

Although Jin Kazan is young, he has practiced "Panlong Force" since he was a child, and his cultivation has entered the middle level, with a body of copper tendons and iron bones, it is difficult for knives and guns to enter, and he can open a mountain and split stones with a pair of meat palms, and capture the tiger with force, and now he is so vulnerable, everyone is surprised.

"Who are you?" Jin Wenxi's heart was also shocked, but he still stood tall and not afraid after a long battle, "Why did you hurt my brother's life when you came?"

"Hand over Yang Ling, lest you die!" the black mist was still the same.

"Hahaha......" Jin Wenxi looked up to the sky and laughed, his white beard trembling.

He suddenly retracted: "What hides your head and tail, I don't care what kind of ghost you are, since you know that I am Jin Wenxi, you should know that my aunt Zang Jin is crawling out of the sea of corpses and blood, when did you fear death?"

Jin Wenxi's eyes lit up, and he walked slowly down the Dan Majesty and slowly walked towards the black mist.

"You kill my brother, hurt my son and nephew, and take away Ling'er, the person I cherish most in this world, from me. Even if I, Jin Wenxi, am not the lord of this Guzang country, but just an ordinary man, if I allow you to be so humiliated, what face will stand between heaven and earth, how is it different from death?"

"Fall to the palace gate!" Jin Wenxi's body moved, and he was already in front of the black mist, and there was an extra weapon in his hand, but it was a golden eight-finger-long single-strand pestle.

The palace gate "rumbled" shut, the guards outside the door pulled their bows, and a long "giant-giant-" long whistle sounded in the air.

Jin Wenxi's shot was as fast as lightning, and the golden light disappeared into the black mist. The black mist seemed to be quite afraid of this pestle, and it dispersed with a "bang", and then condensed together on the side of the palace gate.

Seeing that he was afraid to dodge, Jin Wenxi was secretly happy in his heart, and he shouted loudly and dodged to follow.

"Oh, ignorant demons! I have a broken gold demon pestle around my waist, and there are 3,000 'tiger swallowers' in the city, how can you come and go when you want. ”

The black fog slammed the palace door open with a "bang", and he only stayed in place, as if waiting for Jin Wenxi to step forward.

Jin Wenxi hesitated a little in his heart, his feet slowed down, and when he raised his eyes, his face changed instantly.

The four gates of the royal city burst into flames, illuminating the night sky transparently. The city was filled with cries and wailings.

It seems that Fang Cai's Ming Di has become a signal for them to do something.

"You!" King Guzang's eyes were cracking, and he raised his hand to point at the black mist: "You want to trouble my Guzang Jin's family, what are you doing with the people in the city?

"Hand over Yang Ling, so that you don't die!"

"Phew, this king will make you lose your ashes today, and taste the taste of 'death'. King Guzang roared and stepped forward again.

"County Lord, you are so good-looking!"

The little maid said this, Yang Ling unconsciously glanced in the mirror more.

Well, the girl in the mirror is indeed beautiful, especially those eyes.

The eyelashes are thick, long and curled, and the eyes under the eyelashes are like two golden gems, which can also shine in the dark night.

Yang Ling smiled at the mirror, and suddenly felt a little regretful in his heart: "It's a pity that I can't wear men's clothes in the future, otherwise my father will be angry." ”

Just two days ago, he was still dressed in men's clothes and galloped at the foot of Qilian Mountain with Guzang's young shooters.

"Yang Ling, look!" it was Jin Kazan, who was slowing down his horse and quietly approaching, his lips trembling, and his eyes full of excitement and admiration. He was a well-known young man among the children of the royal family, and Yang Ling rarely saw him like this.

Following his gaze, Yang Ling saw a small pure white tree, dancing in the sunlight on the back side of the mountain.

Jin Kazan turned over and dismounted, and actually "pounced" and knelt down.

Yang Ling was surprised, and when he looked closely, he saw that it was not a small tree, but a pair of huge antlers.

For some reason, the deer came out step by step from behind the mountain and stood on top of the high hill.

It was like a moving hill, the sunlight was blocked by it, and Yang Ling only saw a dazzling white, two eyes shining with a golden light like the sun, looking down on the two teenagers in front of him from mid-air with an unusually compassionate expression.

Yang Ling involuntarily dismounted, knelt down, and bowed to the ground for a long time like Jinkazan.

When the deer left, they did not know.

"Yang Ling, I heard that it is a great luck to meet the god of Qilian Mountain, and your coming-of-age ceremony is really different!-" Jin Kashan's voice was hoarse from excitement, and he was still jumping and screaming there.

Yang Ling was trapped in Fang Cai's gaze and couldn't extricate himself: "Omniscient Qilian Mountain God, what do you want to tell me?"

Jin Mobai twitched twice on the ground, and actually stood up with a "click".

"Father......" Kim Kazan was lying on the ground, unable to move, making a faint sound from his mouth, desperately reaching out to grab his father's leg.

Jin Mobai stopped abruptly, and his originally empty and godless eyes were filled with a fierce light, and with a flick of his hand, a cold light sank into his son's chest.

There were two "clicks" in Jinkazan's throat, his eyes widened, and he was killed on the spot.

In the Golden Palace, there are people who have been fighting for years, and they are very courageous, but when they see this scene, they are also terrifying.

This Jin Mobai was obviously dead, why did he suddenly resurrect and kill his son?

"That black mist has cast an evil spell!" I don't know who shouted, and everyone immediately blew up the nest and rushed to the palace gate like a tide.

The door of the "boom" palace was closed in an instant!

Jin Wenxi glanced behind him, and the shouts in the Golden Hall had already reached his ears.

"Who are you, what is my grudge against you, and why do you have to do this to me?"

Black Mist ignored it, and a pair of bloody eyes only stared at Jin Wenxi: "It's late!"

Behind him, the dark night seemed to be torn apart, and more than a dozen riders appeared like ghosts.

The horse's body was all half-rotten blood skeletons, and there was a cloud of black gas on the horse's back, and the bloody eyes flashed in the black gas.

The blood in the black mist was full of blood, and he spoke: "Yang-Ling!"

More than a dozen black gas "rumbled" and rolled towards the harem.

"Why did you suddenly chirp?" Yang Ling was still grooming, and suddenly heard the sound of "giant-giant-" sound.

"It's not good, I'm just afraid that something will happen to my father!" Yang Ling distinguished that the sound of the hammer was coming from the direction of the main hall, took off the bow and arrow on the wall, and turned over and went out.

Suddenly, the four gates were on fire, and the outside of the palace was already crying and shouting.

Yang Ling jumped into the room, "Da Da Da" walked all the way to the side hall.

More than a dozen clouds of black gas jumped into the harem between the corridors of its own porch, and the harem was instantly chaotic.

In the front lawn of the main hall, an old man with white hair was fighting in the same black mist, it was Jin Wenxi.

Jin Wenxi was anxious and unwilling to entangle.

The pestle was raised by him, and it became several feet in size in mid-air, and the phantom was heavy, and it swirled around him.

"Break!" he shouted, and ten thousand golden rays of light shot out from the pestle, refracted by the phantom, illuminating the sky as bright as day, and the black mist saw nowhere to hide.

A shadow suddenly appeared in the black mist, and it broke through the golden light and shot straight towards the pestle.

With a "click", the pestle actually shattered, and in the midst of the golden light, Jin Wenxi flew out heavily, and "bang" hit the stone steps in front of the golden palace.

"Father!" Seeing that his father was defeated, Yang Ling "swished" and shot three arrows in succession, all of which shot towards the black mist.

Three arrows were issued, and Yang Ling had already come to Jin Wenxi.

Jin Wenxi's mouth was full of blood, his face was like gold paper, and he was still stunned with the two remnants of the pestle in his hand.

"How is it possible, how is it possible...... Fifty years ago, what the venerable monk of the poisonous country said has been fulfilled today? The old man is famous, and he is also this pestle, and he is also ruined!"

Yang Ling's three arrows failed to touch the black mist, and they had broken and fallen to the ground one after another.

Yang Ling picked up Jin Wenxi and was about to rush out of the palace.

The black mist rolled over at once, wrapping the two of them in the center.

A pair of bloody eyes stopped on top of Yang Ling's head, staring at Yang Ling's eyes.

"It really didn't take much effort to get here, haha......" The black mist let out a disgusting laugh.

The door of the palace was slammed open, and a large group of people with teeth and claws rushed out.

"Let's go, Ling'er!" Jin Wenxi broke free of Yang Ling's hands and poked the two pestles into his chest, splashing blood on Yang Ling's face.

The ancient runes on the stump were soaked in blood, and they began to glow again.

The black mist obviously didn't expect Jin Wenxi to have such a fighting hand, and the golden light had already pierced his body and shot into the air.

"Whew......" The black mist screamed and disappeared abruptly.

Jin Wenxi's body was also shattered into dust in the golden light, and those who returned to their souls fell one after another, like a soil commission.

"Ling'er, go back to Cangyu and find your real father......

Jin Wenxi's voice was still floating in the dark night.