Suddenly, it was dark.

It seemed that only the crazy roar of the Black Water Serpent was left between heaven and earth.

And the huge trunk of the tree, which was full of life and luxuriant foliage, has lived under this abyss of death for thousands of years and is surrounded by countless vines and flowers, but now it seems to have suffered a huge catastrophe once in thousands of years, and there are broken branches and leaves and withered flowers everywhere, which is a miserable situation.

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In the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion,

It seems to have felt the change of the Absolute Immortal, and the Immortal Abnormal Change is raised.

The sky is infinite, the stars are moving, the sky and the earth are silent, only the sound of the wind, faintly blowing.

A low gasp sounded as he spoke, and then, Dao Xuan slowly opened his eyes.

From the moment he held the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, he seemed to have fallen here.

When he looked up, the first thing he saw was an endless firmament, dotted with countless stars shining in the deep darkness, and he did not move, just lay quietly and stared at the sky.

Slowly, he sat up.

Seeing the rugged surrounding mountain roads, the ancient trees on both sides, and the sound of birdsong from time to time came from the depths of the forest.

Dao Xuan's gaze turned from the sky to the forest, to the ground, and then to the winding ancient road ahead, and I don't know how many past events had happened on it.

The mountains and forests are quiet, the wind is blowing, and it seems that there is not the slightest vulgarity in the world.

The familiar three-way intersection in his memory slowly appeared in front of him, and Dao Xuan stood up.

He stopped at the intersection and looked to the right unexpectedly.

Behind the layers of dense forests, in the gaps of dense branches and leaves, a corner of the majestic ancestral hall of the ancestor was faintly revealed.

With doubts in his eyes, he turned and stepped onto the path.

The intersection was not far from the ancestral hall, and soon the solemn hall gradually appeared, but Dao Xuan did not go to the open space, he just stood quietly behind a large tree with lush branches and leaves, looking in that direction

Then, the image in front of him made him tense.

The wind, still blowing, and the grass is blowing back and forth in the same way.

But he began to tremble.

Ancestral Hall!

Or in the great hall there.

Suddenly, he broke off his drink, like a demon beast roaring, full of sinister murderous intent, the darkness churned like a tide, and a voice came over coldly, saying: "That is the case, do you two want to take the position of the head of the old man?" ”

As soon as these words came out, there was an instant silence inside and outside the ancestral hall, and the wind stopped the leaves from falling, which was full of solemn meaning.

They were two young men, both handsome and with a good demeanor.

But Dao Xuan knew that it was his former self and Wan Jianyi.

The picture continues,

[Dao Xuan was the first to react, grabbed Wan Jian and knelt on the ground, and then kowtowed desperately, making a few muffled noises on the ground, and at the same time wailed: "Master, Master, disciple, etc. have no such intention.] Our two brothers have been cultivated by the master since childhood, and their kindness is like a mountain. ”

In the main hall, he sneered again and again, but he didn't answer.

Dao Xuan knelt on the ground, kneeled forward, climbed to the threshold of the hall in a few steps, held the threshold with tears in his eyes, and shouted to the hall: "Master, everything is up to your old man, I just ask you to take care of your body, take care of your body, and think about it for our Qingyun family." ”

There was a bit of poignancy in this shout, which was moving, and Wan Jianyi watched Dao Xuan's actions from the side, and he couldn't bear to look at it anymore, so he had to turn his head.

However, at the moment when he turned his head, a strong wind suddenly came out of the hall, cold and fierce, and hit Dao Xuan's body directly like a heavy hammer.

Dao Xuan screamed, and the whole person flew backwards, with a "bang", and fell heavily on the ground seven or eight steps away! ]

"Quack!"

The two words struck on the hearts of the two young men.

Then the picture turned again,

It was the scene where Dao Xuan and his junior brother Wan Jianyi fought against their master, his master, called Tianchengzi.

A leader who saved Qingyun from danger and repelled the invasion of the Demon Cult.

[The two figures flickered like lightning, flew up and down, and slammed into the middle several times in succession, like thunder.]

Wan Jian's face changed greatly, and he didn't expect that Senior Brother Dao Xuan had already been forced by his master to shoot with all his might, and before he could react, he suddenly heard a miserable scream, and Dao Xuan's body fell heavily from the air, rolling on the ground several times in a row.

With the faint light of fire and sword, Wan Jian suddenly saw that there was a black handprint on Dao Xuan's chest, which was extremely poisonous and devastating flesh and bones, and he looked a little familiar, suddenly exclaimed, and shouted in disbelief, "Xuanyin ghost qi!" ”

This peerless technique of the Demon Sect's secret transmission actually reappeared in this ancestral hall of the ancestor of Qingyunmen, and the person who performed it was Tianchengzi, the head of Qingyunmen!

At this moment, Wan Jianyi almost felt that his entire world was turned upside down.

At that moment, he thought of what he and his four junior disciples had done to travel thousands of miles into the wilderness and enter the temple regardless of life and death, and it seemed that it had all become a joke today.

He looked at the black shadow in a daze, and suddenly roared angrily, his voice was terrible and tragic, but tears flashed in his eyes, and he shouted loudly: "Master! Why are you? ”

In response to him, there was a terrible sneer, and the overwhelming shadow swept in, Wan Jian looked up to the sky and roared, the white clothes churned, and at that moment suddenly let go of all the shackles and knots, his face was pale but brave and firm, and a sword stabbed out!

That sword is indestructible!

That sword is gone!

The dragon groaned, the sword scorched the sky, and the entire dim ancestral hall of the ancestor instantly saw a thousand zhang of blue light, and the dragon sword stopped the shadow that rushed in, dispersing the strange black qi, and also illuminating all the darkness in this hall.

Under the light, Wan Jianyi and Dao Xuan saw the Tianchengzi who was originally hidden in the dark shadows at the same time, and their bodies were shocked!

I saw that the Tianchengzi Zhenren who was originally a fairy wind bone, for some reason at this moment, was actually completely black, with a murderous face, and at the same time, his hair fell out and his face was distorted, looking more like a fierce demon beast than a human.

Illuminated by this light, Tianchengzi seemed to be greatly stimulated by Huo Ran, with a loud roar, his body was like electricity, and he suddenly disappeared in front of the eyes of the two, and after a while, darkness suddenly rose and rushed from all directions.

Dao Xuan suddenly roared and said, "Watch your back!" ”

Wan Jian slashed directly backwards without thinking, only to hear a crisp sound like a golden stone, Wan Jian flew forward with a sweet throat, and a muffled sound came from behind him, and a strange blue blood spilled out.

Tianchengzi reappeared, and after looking at the wounds on his body that seemed to fall into a rage, he raised his head to the sky and roared, and frantically launched an attack on Dao Xuan and Wan Jian!

Although Dao Xuan and Wan Jian Yi are extremely high, but at this moment, after cultivating the Demon Sect's weird exercises, Tianchengzi seems to be even better than before, with one enemy and two still having the upper hand, and the two of them retreat again and again, especially, his weird and unpredictable body style, as well as the extremely strong Xuanyin ghost qi, every time he hits Dao Xuan and Wan Jian one or two, it will almost make them vomit blood instantly, and at the same time, the flesh and blood will corrode and sizzle

Seeing that, the two of them were about to die at the hands of this master, who had gone crazy. ]

The picture in front of him was still continuing, but Dao Xuan's surging Dao method actually began to leak out.

[Tianchengzi roared angrily and hit Dao Xuan's back hard, but Dao Xuan seemed to be crazy, locked the master's body hard to prevent him from using that ghostly body again, and then shouted again in a hoarse voice: "Senior brother"

Wan Jianyi took a step forward, but looking at Tianchengzi's familiar back body, his whole body suddenly trembled at this moment, and he only heard a sound that the dragon slaying sword in his hand actually fell to the ground.

Tianchengzi struggled and struck several times, but he still couldn't get rid of Dao Xuan, and he was angry for a while, and he screamed like a demon beast, like a demon beast roaring, and suddenly grabbed Dao Xuan's head and neck with both hands, and was about to tear his head and body apart.

The wind became more and more urgent, the darkness was like a wave, Dao Xuan's eyes widened, and his ten fingers grabbed the master's back, even if he was dead, he didn't seem to want to let go. At this moment, a muffled sound suddenly came from Tianchengzi.

A sword tip peeked through Tianchengzi's chest, and it was an ancient stone sword that passed through his chest.

Behind him, Wan Jian held the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, and the only remaining hand kept trembling, and then, slowly let go of his fingers.

The ancient blade of the sword was inserted into Tianchengzi's chest, and then it began to slowly emanate light from the sword, and countless darkness in this body wailed together, and then it was ruthlessly squeezed out.

The light grew brighter and brighter, and the darkness receded, terrorizing and shouting, before finally dissipating in the unstoppable light

Tianchengzi, on the other hand, stood at the center of the brilliance, like a piece of wood, slowly looked at the tip of the sword on his chest, and then slowly closed his eyes.

After a while, all the light suddenly converged and retracted back into the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, which changed back to its ordinary and clumsy appearance.

And Tianchengzi's body shook twice, tilted to the side, poofed, and fell to the ground.

That person was their master, the mentor who raised them from childhood, taught them the arts, and was the one they regarded as their father.

And today, they killed him with their own hands

Dao Xuan's face was as pale as paper, and he sat on the ground in a daze, and at the other end, Wan Jianyi slowly knelt down, the muscles on his face were twisted, full of pain and remorse, and his mouth silently uttered inexplicable words, and tears flowed down his face. ]

The picture freezes here.

In the main hall of the ancestral hall, there was silence, and the little candle flame that was still left was still burning quietly, reflecting those black spiritual positions, like the ancient ancestors of Qingyunmen quietly watching this tragedy happen.

Dao Xuan looked at his hand and said indifferently: "Is this what you want to show me?" Zhuxian Ancient Sword! Are you trying to tell me that we're not seeing each other for the second time? ”

As he said this, he turned abruptly.

But only one step has passed.

And this step is as if it has crossed time, eternity, and all constraints.

In an instant, the old man with a broken arm appeared in front of him.

Dao Xuan's eyes froze.

The old man spoke first, glanced at his empty hands, and asked, "Solved?" ”

Dao Xuan smiled, everything was silent.

At this moment, he seemed to have gotten rid of his demons.

Indifferent: "What's going on outside?" ”

The old man seemed to have gotten what he wanted to ask, and responded: "It's not a big deal!" ”

And he left.