If you want to live, you have to be at my command, and you have to be careful in everything, especially tomorrow...... The twelve people in the foundation prison listened to Li Bai's words, as long as they waited for the old man invited by the fog gate to appear, they would immediately break the prisoner, and they could only seize that moment to escape.

Li Bai leaned against the prison wall, looking at the light outside the iron prison door, his mind was flooding with past deeds, this prison has been locked up I don't know how many times, it used to be two people who were locked up together, but unfortunately now they are locked up by people separated by yin and yang.

In the middle of the night, a soldier walked to the cell door with a candle and shook it around, and leaned on the iron door. "Xiaobai, it's too late to do it now, I can save these individuals, as long as you nod our heads, we'll do it."

Li Bai turned his head, looked at the twelve people who fell asleep around him, and said softly in his chair against the iron gate: "When the poisonous wind comes, play a scene with him and start again, although the current Wumen is in charge of Lushan, but you can't underestimate the people of Lingjian Mountain." ”

The palace master waved his hand helplessly, "Seeing that everyone wants to kill, let me explain first, the poisonous wind has been hidden for decades, and the strength is not yet clear, your body will recover at most forty percent, think about it yourself." ”

Success or failure matters......... The palace master disguised himself as a soldier of the fog gate, and with his strength, it was only a matter of a snap of his fingers to break through this foundation prison, but he had been accompanying Li Bai to sneak into the fog gate, and he was cautious, and the palace master himself was depressed. There is only one thought in my heart: What does this kid Li Bai want to do? If it is simple to retaliate against the fog gate and other injuries to recover and kill, it will be difficult for a generation of sword immortals to slaughter the fog gate again? But Li Bai went to Lushan with an injury, what do you want to do? The palace master didn't want to go down anymore, and thought that he could just watch him well.

The sky has just dawned, but the outside of Lushan is as dark as an ink bottle covering the ground, a radius of 300 miles is a rich cloudy thunderclouds, the wind and clouds surge, the thunder and lightning roar, with Lushan as the center, about to set off a bloody storm.

The entire territory of Lushan is that everyone has been hiding, like the bazaar at the foot of Lushan Mountain is closed doors and windows, along the street all the way to the checkpoint, no one dares to show their heads, the people of Lushan can think that this Lushan is going to have a big incident! Some smart people had already evacuated from Lushan three months ago, after all, the grievances between Lingjian Mountain and Wumen had long been heard; There is a big event going on in Lushan, and the outside of Lushan does not dare to relax at all, no matter who can fight to the end between Wumen and Lingjian Mountain, there is endless pressure on the outside.

The town of Pinghe, 300 miles away...... The crows and crows in the town are full of people, and the streets and streets are full of people from local or foreign forces, all of them are looking at Lushan all along, this cloudy thundercloud does not disperse, and no one dares to relax. And Pinghe Town is the closest big town to Lushan, not only has the power of the Cloud Palace stationed, but also other first- and second-rate forces stationed, so Pinghe Town is as its name suggests, Pinghe. But Lushan is the opposite, it is not compatible with peace at all.

"Daddy, mother, why is it so dark in our hometown? Isn't it going to rain big, heavy, heavy? ”

The woodcutter hugged the boy baby, put his wife in his arms, and sighed when he looked in the direction where he lived before. "What a destiny! Fortunately, the old fairy let us leave Lushan in time, and also settled our family to settle down, if we can see the old fairy again, we must kowtow and burn incense for three days and three nights! ”

The attention of the outside world is so, and it is even more so in Lushan. Lingjian Mountain, including the old sword master, is only thirty people! Now you can only shrink in the main hall on the mountainside of Lushan Mountain.

The old sword master regarded death as home, and so did the loyal minister Xiang Yang beside him.

"Today is the moment when the fog gate is renovated, and the old and new hatreds are counted on me."

"Old Sword Master, please let us fight until the last moment." "I beg the old sword head to allow us to fight against the Fog Gate!"

More than twenty young Earth Spirit Sword Mountain disciples knelt in front of the old sword master, and although their faces were heavy, their voices did not have a hint of timidity.

Lao Jian shook his head, in his eyes, these young people will be the pillars of Lingjian Mountain in the future, and it is the most painful thing in his heart to let these juniors bend here because of their waists. He raised his head to hide his face and was ruthless: "Don't disobey my orders, you all follow Senior Sister Xuanyi and leave!" ”

"Xuanyi! Give me a good time to take them back to Lingjian Mountain, and don't lose any of them! ”

"Xuanyi... Listen! After speaking, Xuanyi held back tears, gritted his teeth, and immediately kowtowed three times.

"Senior sister, I want to stay..."

"Shut up! Whoever dares to disobey the orders of the old sword master will taste the sword in my hand! ”

Xuanyi forcibly pressed his own junior disciples, and more than 20 disciples of Lingjian Mountain knelt on the ground and kowtowed, no longer making a sound, and obeyed the order.

Outside the main hall, thunder roared, and several yin thunderbolts slashed, and the flames of war ignited!

"The old thief king of Lingjian Mountain, come out quickly and die!"

Accompanied by a flash of thunder, there was a figure in a big black robe, the black-robed man stood a hundred meters outside the main hall and shouted to the old sword master, beside him, hundreds of figures appeared one after another, all of them were people from the fog gate!

The old sword master and Xiang Yang made eye contact, and the two of them came to the outside of the main hall in one step, and Xuanyi and the others in the main hall were holding a fighting posture, waiting for the order of the old sword master.

The old sword master calmly looked at the people in the fog gate, pointed his finger at the black-robed man led by him and said, "Don't you dare to come forward with the master of the fog gate?" Can I, an old thief, see the boy from the fog gate before I die? ”

The black-robed man looked up to the sky and laughed, and suddenly tore off the black robe, "See clearly, old thief!" I'm the master of the new fog gate! ”

The old sword master and Xiang Yang kept their eyes on the fog gate, they wanted to see what this new fog gate master looked like. Looking at the opposite side and tearing off the black robe, the old sword master took a cool breath in his heart, the main tube of the fog gate in front of him was a dead man's appearance, without the slightest blood, the yin qi was pressing, and there was a long scar on the face to the entire waist, which was already a broken picture.

"You ......" the old sword master wanted to ask something, but he didn't say anything again.

The master of the fog gate on the opposite side half-raised the corners of his mouth. Pointing to the big scar on his face to his waist, "Why can't you say that you were scared by me?" This scar was left by your bastard! The rectangle slashed down from my face with a sword, and the murderous face did not change its color...... It's a pity I survived! "I, the new master of the Fog Gate, Fog Thunder! The former master of the Fog Gate Sect is a great disciple of the Fog Hidden Land! ”

Fog and thunder? The old sword master seemed to remember something, but looked at him in disbelief, "The great disciple of the foggy... I thought you were dying, but it seems that you survived. ”

Live? Without your order, how could my master have died? How could hundreds of people up and down the whole fog gate be slaughtered! It's God's will that I can't live in fog and thunder! Heavenly reincarnation, this time should be the retribution of your Spirit Sword Mountain!