Su Wangge straightened his face, looked at a big bell next to Huayuan Square and said: "This is the bell of victory, its name is Kaile, it can only be played when it is victorious, however, the teacher thinks that tomorrow I will win the battle of my Xianmen, today, for the teacher will ring the bell of victory first, I will return triumphantly, and the world will be peaceful and peaceful."

As soon as the words fell, Su Elegy used his strong spiritual power and struck three times on the Victory Bell Kaile.

"Bell ......"

"Bell ......"

"Bell ......"

The sound of the giant bell was majestic and far-reaching, shattering the sky. Kaile's vibration triggered a mechanism in the side of the pillar, from the bottom to the top, a layer of red light slowly rose, when all the red reached the top of the pillar, the pillar body was blood-red, like a red-hot iron rod, rumbling from the pillar of heaven.

"Bang"

With a huge bang, red fireworks erupted from the pillar of Tongtian, spread across the sky, becoming a dazzling firework, outlining the totem of Yunqingfeng ———— the map of Cirrus Shushan.

The people of the Heavenly Pillar continued to spew out various colors of flames, reflecting the sky above Yun Qingfeng with a scene of tearing and breaking dawn.

Yunqingfeng is actually a whole, and there are dozens of red lanterns on each building, connected together by special silver wires. Affected by the flames of the Heavenly Pillar, the scorching energy lit up all the lanterns of Yunqing in turn along the silver thread, reflecting half of the sky, as bright as the sun.

Hearing the loud noise, Shen Qinghan walked out of Hanfeng Residence, raised his eyes and saw Yun Qing's brightly lit and "jubilant" scene, hooked his lips and smiled.

One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion. At this time, it is a good time to encourage the fighting spirit of the disciples.

Immediately, the victory bell of Xuanyuan Peak, Kaile, was also played, and the fireworks emitted by the Tongtian Pillar filled the sky, outlining the totem of Xuanyuan Peak, the sun and moon double Xuantu.

Soon, the sky above Qilan and Lingyun Peak was also hung one after another with dazzling fireworks emitted by the Tongtian Pillar, outlining the totem of the Gate - the peak Lantian Map and the Nine Heavens Divine Cloud Map.

But the sky above Chu Zhufeng did not light up for a long time, only a silent darkness.

When the four major families who had just deployed their disciples to settle down saw this situation, they couldn't help but be stunned for a moment: What are they doing? Could it be that the red-clothed world is already dead?

After learning the true situation, the four major families rarely united front think: The master of Xianmen Peak is really getting more and more disagreeable, and at this time, it is still nonsense, and it is more prudent for the head of the family to be older.

On the back mountain of Yunqing Peak, Su Elegy walked a little cautiously. There is a half-round lonely moon hanging high and the pillar of heaven has not yet receded the enthusiastic fireworks, and the reflected light barely illuminates the mountain path, but as soon as the sky is black, people are easy to be blind, and the night road is also a step by step to feel safe.

Finding a place to sit down, Su Wangge took Jiu Ge out of the Qiankun bag and simply rested it on his lap where he was sitting cross-legged.

Gently place your hand on it and pluck the strings slowly. On weekdays, the sound she plays is indeed "hoarse and unpleasant", but today this sound is contaminated with the uneasiness of the dark night and the slightly cold temperature, and "unpleasant" has become a veritable desolate and sad ghost music.

The world was enveloped by a lifeless silence, an impenetrable silence, and it seemed that everything seemed normal except for the abrupt "ghost music" and the crows constantly entrenched in the sky in the distance. But in the dark areas that no one knows, the dangers lurking are all looming, waiting for the right moment to strike a fatal blow.

A few miles away from the town where the bride massacre took place, in the middle of two mountains, there was a fairly wide area, and here and now, densely packed with thousands of walking corpses, dressed in shabby armor and with dark red cloaks behind them.

At the end of the weird and long song, Su Wangge's hand trembled a little, she sighed heavily, and looked into the distance: This is my life, I will carry my own life.

The world is often on the verge of collapse, and many people will escape, dodge, and hurt each other, and how many people will stand up and hold the heavens like Nuwa? You must know that it is easy to make the world on the verge of collapse extinct, but it is even more difficult to remedy it by refining stones.

Now, Su Elegy can only do this for the world.

This night is destined to be a sleepless night, when Su Wangge pushed open the bedroom door and walked out, there was a faint white fish belly hanging at the junction of heaven and earth, and a few weak stars were undying to occupy the light of dawn.

A red ribbon is wrapped around a waterfall of green silk, a white dress, a fairy sword, a ghost qin, and a person.

Su Wangge stretched out his hand and twisted it, and soon a big white bird flew in the sky, Chen Yue's cloud carving.

The cloud sculpture fell slowly, but it still brought up a cloud of dust. Yun Diao lowered his head and combed his white hair with his mouth, quietly waiting for Su Elegy's arrival.

Su Wangge walked over, raised his hand and touched the hair on its neck, tapped his toes, and stood firmly on the back of the cloud eagle with a leap.

At this time, the disciples who did not confuse the heavens were mixed together by various sects of the Immortal Sect, and when they saw a big white bird flying in the sky, they couldn't help but be a little puzzled. They looked at the sky blankly, but they didn't think that the big bird was flying towards them, thinking that it was some kind of enemy, so they were all on guard.

When the big white bird completely fell, it was Su Shigu who was seriously injured and couldn't face it, and the blankness in her eyes increased instead of decreasing.

Su Wangge had a dead father's face, and the disciples were so frightened that they swallowed the confusion in their eyes.

"What about Yuanyuan?" asked Su Elegy.

One of Chu Zhufeng's disciples stood up and said, "Master is in the council hall that does not confuse the heavens."

"Is he alone?" asked Su Elegy again.

"Yes," replied the disciple.

After getting the answer, Su Wangge went straight past the disciple and walked towards the chamber that did not confuse the sky.

Suddenly pushed open the door, which surprised "Yuanyuan", and the original look of watching the show on his face quickly changed to worry.

Su Wangge smiled sarcastically, found a place to sit down at random, rarely crossed Erlang's legs, and sat lazily on the chair, his domineering and uninhibited momentum was natural.

"Why is Senior Sister here?", Yuanyuan asked with a frown.

Su Wangge's elbow propped up on the arm of the chair, his slender fingers touched his lips intentionally or unintentionally, and looked at him funny, "I've been looking up for a long time, the ghost king in red"

"Yuanyuan"'s expression instantly stiffened, and then he no longer pretended, "Senior sister, I have a good eye, I can still show you some clues"

Su Wangge continued to chuckle with a scowling face, "Don't dare to be, this is not salty Xizi's style, Handan learns Wuling's steps, what's not to recognize"

The red-clothed world sneered a few times, and wanted to fight a few more times, who would have thought that Su Elegy would start fighting.

Su Elegy violently lifted the table next to her and poured towards the red clothes. The red-clothed man took a quick step back, took out the Nine Souls sword, and split the wooden table in two.

Pulling out the Qingge Sword, Su Elegy's swordsmanship fiercely killed the world in red. The red-clothed sword blocked it, and the two fairy swords collided with a warm spark. Take a hundred plating on the latest chapter of "Elegy is not too late", and read it for free for the first time.