In front of a huge mountain gate, guarded by two majestic tigers.

Above the mountain gate, there are two gilded characters of "Hongmen".

The aura here is so rich that it can't be dissolved, there are many rare and exotic beasts in the forest, the springs and waterfalls in the mountains, and the falling flowers are colorful, and it is a rare cultivation resort.

However, a sharp chirp broke the ethereal and quiet atmosphere under the mountain, and from mid-air, a red light and shadow struck at great speed.

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion sounded, and smoke and dust were everywhere, and debris flew up.

"Enemy attack!" A tiger guarding the mountain gate spoke loudly and warned loudly.

Suddenly, I heard the noise of gongs and drums on the fairy mountain, and a group of heavily armed soldiers riding flying beasts rose to the sky and rushed down the mountain.

In front of the mountain gate, when the smoke and dust dissipated, a lonely figure appeared.

He was dressed in white, and his head was full of silver threads fluttering under the mountain wind, exuding a solemn atmosphere. Beside him, 9 bloody puppets rushed into the sky with murderous intent, ready to attack.

"Big young master!" The tiger guarding the mountain gate exclaimed in surprise, because the enemy who came to attack turned out to be the young master of Hongmen "Hong Yan"!

That's right, it's Hong Yan.

He went out to study art for 10 years, but when he returned from his studies, the person he had been thinking about for a long time was forever asleep underground.

He hates, hates his own sect!

He hated, hated his father!

He hates, hates all the prejudiced people in this world!

What's wrong with Hongling? She's just in love with someone she loves!

What's wrong with Hongling? She's just pregnant with the child of her beloved!

What's wrong with Hongling? She was just born poor and has no family background!

Ten years, he thought about it, and longed to turn into a falcon and fly to her side, and spend time with her.

For ten years, he worked hard to practice, just to become the head of the family to marry Hongling.

Decade......

A pile of lonely graves, endless words and infinitely desolate.

A pile of lonely graves, unable to tell the grievances of the past life.

Red Ling is like blood, dancing vicissitudes.

The beloved sleeps forever, and ten years of lovesickness have only turned into countless blood and tears.

For you, what's the point of being the enemy of the whole world?

For you, why kill all the world?

"Ahh

Hong Yan roared, and his whole body was full of demonic energy.

He roared angrily: "The way of heaven is unfair, so what's the use of the way of heaven?" ”

At this time, above the sky, a burly figure appeared with thousands of troops, he rode a mighty beast, wearing a purple and gold crown, wearing a unicorn robe, pedaling demon boots, and holding a dragon-patterned sword.

This person is the master of Hongmen "Hong Zhongtian", and he is Hong Yan's father. Beside him, there was also a man riding a Rui beast, who was the deputy master of Hongmen, "Hong Santong", who was Hong Yan's uncle.

"Hong Yan, what are you doing?" Hong Santong was furious, this nephew who went out to study art will not come for ten years, and as soon as he comes back, he will make such a big move, he should be educated.

Seeing these two people, Hong Yan calmed down. He stared at Hong Zhongtian and Hong Santong on the sky dome with blood-red eyes, and asked hoarsely, "You forced a woman named Hongling to death?" ”

"Is that the witch who seduced you?" Hong Santong asked rhetorically, with a lofty posture, as if he was not forcing a person to die, but an ant.

"Why?" Hong Yan forcibly suppressed the killing intent in his heart and asked. His voice was low and hoarse, like from hell.

Hong Zhongtian frowned, he felt Hong Yan's forcibly suppressed killing intent clearly, so he asked: "Hong Yan, you are the future head of the Hongmen family, the god of Daobing Town, for a lowly woman to question your elders, is this what you learned in the ten years when you went out to study art?" ”

"So, you're involved?" Hong Yan stared at his father, his voice hoarse and cold.

"It was I who instructed it, it is impossible for that kind of low-status woman to enter my Hongmen, and it is impossible to conceive my Hong family's species, let alone it!" Hong Zhong Tiandao.

"Ahahahaha..." Hong Yan suddenly burst into laughter, and two bloody tears flowed from the corners of his eyes again. He took out a blood-like red lings from his arms and stroked them gently.

"Hong Yan, are you crazy?" Hong Santong noticed that something was wrong and shouted to stop.

"yes, I'm just crazy!" Hong Yan roared. Pointing at those high-ranking people, Hong Yan said: "You claim to be gods, but you have done things that are inferior to pigs and dogs? If the so-called gods are like you, then I'd rather be demonic! ”

As soon as the words fell, the black qi steaming all over Hong Yan's body suddenly turned into blood. He had a hideous face, like a Shura who had been killed from hell.

"You all give Hongling a funeral!" Hong Yan's voice was extremely cold and emotionless. With a wave of his hand, he saw 9 blood-shining puppets suddenly rising into the sky, killing Hong Santong and Hong Zhongtian.

"Hong Yan, are you crazy?" Hong Zhongtian was shocked and pulled out his golden sword.

"Protect your home!" Hong Santong's eyes showed a look of horror, he felt the invincible coercion from Hong Yan's 9 puppets, he didn't expect that after ten years of not seeing, his nephew was so powerful.

The sky was full of blood, and 9 puppets and tens of thousands of elite soldiers fought together.

The 9 puppets were powerful and boundless, and they smashed Hong Zhongtian into blood with just one punch, and as for Hong Santong, he was smashed into a blood mist by a punch, and there were no bones left.

The rest of the generals were even more miserable, and there was no enemy at all.

Blood was pouring like rain, and Hong Yan's whole body on the ground was already drenched with blood. He stuck out his tongue, licking the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then showed a look of extreme enjoyment.

"Kill, kill all the ghosts in the world! Kill, kill all the bloodshed and injustice of this world. Use your filthy blood today to pay tribute to Hongling! Hong Yan roared, and the manual staff was raised high.

"Hong Yan, are you crazy? Stop! This is your home, I'm your father, you can't do that! Hong Zhongtian shouted.

"When you persecuted Hongling, did you think that she was your daughter-in-law?" Hong Yan asked angrily.

"Yan'er, it's my father's mistake, stop quickly, my father begs you to stop quickly, Hongmen can't be destroyed in my hands!" Hong Zhongtian's voice trembled, he was really afraid.

It's a pity that Hong Yan has completely fallen into the devil, where can he listen to it.

"Boom!"

A puppet smashed down with a heavy fist, and Hong Zhongtian turned into a blood mist with a pop.

......

In the early morning, when the sun fell back on the earth, the entire immortal mountain was deadly silent, and there was not even a single living insect.

In front of the mountain, the staff in Hong Yan's hand surged brightly, and the brush turned into a shining sword with colorful light.

"Whew!"

With a wave of the long sword, a sword qi roared out, cutting the immortal mountain where the Hongmen Gate was located from the bottom, and he grabbed it at will, and the immortal mountain instantly became the size of a fist. On the ground, only a neatly cut flat ground remained.

Then, Hong Yan's figure disappeared from the spot. The next moment, he came to Daming Lake. This is the place where Hongling died.

Taking out the shrunken immortal mountain, Hong Yan's hand shook, only to see countless corpses falling from the immortal mountain into the clear lake water, and in the blink of an eye, the lake water rose several meters and became a pool of blood! Then, with a gentle pinch, the fairy mountain turned into powder in his hand.