Through the naturally formed hole above the Shenshui Palace, a touch of white moonlight sprinkled down. Under the white moon, Cangxuan was like a fairy coming to the world, and her clothes were fluttering.

A face as beautiful as a sculpture is crystal clear, and the purple-black gas is constantly surrounding, exuding a different atmosphere.

Through the sound of the flute, he even smiled at the people around him and nodded.

The flute sound is ethereal, and between this Lingbo Phantom Dance, Song Hexuan is in a very strange state, an indescribable state.

Different from the previous appearance of being automatically squeezed out of his body consciousness and hiding in Wudingji after being possessed, this time Song Hexuan himself and Cangxuan's soul share one, that is to say, what Cangxuan is doing now, he can feel it.

Feeling the heartache in his chest, Song Hexuan really didn't know what to say, he could really understand the indescribable feeling in Cangxuan's heart now.

The flute sounded slowly, almost to the point of being inaudible, and just when everyone thought that the catastrophe was finally over, a high-pitched chirp suddenly exploded on the surface of the lake.

In an instant, Song Hexuan felt it. When the flute sounded, the blood roared, like the Yangtze River and the Yellow River rushing endlessly, and thunder sounded.

In the eyes of Shui Yuhan, Hua Feibai, October and a group of wicked people, an ancient and mysterious inscription gradually condensed in the middle of Cangxuan's forehead, which was very demonic.

Not a vein, not a pattern, but a very special inscription: evil. In a purple gas swirling, blooming with endless brilliance.

In the sky directly above Cangxuan's head, it seemed that heaven and earth had a feeling, and white clouds shattered here, and purple-black light illuminated the sky.

"After today, you will be the new master of my two Dao Six Sects, please experience. I am the brand of evil and evil. ”

In Song Hexuan's ears, Cangxuan's desolate lamenting voice suddenly sounded in Song Hexuan's ears, with a hint of loneliness in his tone.

The flute sound has passed halfway, and the people in the Shenshui Palace have been injured countless times, although Cangxuan has not killed more face, but it has already flowed like a river of blood.

Within the same body. Song Hexuan could feel the sadness in Cangxuan's heart, he missed it for two thousand years, and longed for it for two thousand years, but when he found it, he deliberately hid and disappeared, which can be imagined at this time.

"Hmph, there is no love you want here, and I don't need love in Shenshui Palace. Men are all dirty things, please don't defile the ancestor of my Divine Water Palace here. ”

Faintly. October's voice came faintly through the sound of the flute, and at the same time attracted the attention of Cangxuan and the others.

In the face of Cangxuan, who is like a fairy descending, there is no way in October, and even the person playing the flute in front of her can press her to death with one finger, but through this weak voice, a backbone that is not to be outdone is still revealed.

"Dirty? Love? Siyun: Is this the result you gave me? Ahhh

The flute was interrupted, and October's unbelievable counterattack seemed to have stimulated a certain nerve in Cangxuan, and an angry roar suddenly roared out of Cangxuan's mouth.

In this moment. Song Hexuan clearly felt the boiling of blood in his body, and the evil inscription on the top of his head was glorious. It radiates a mesmerizing glow.

"In that case, let's hit the road. Today, Cangxuan, the lord of the two realms and six factions in this seat, respectfully invites you to go on the road together. ”

Boom!

On the surface of the lake, the sound of the flute exploded melodiously. It reverberated throughout the space of the Divine Water Palace, resounding through the sky.

And this is Song Hexuan's most intuitive feeling. The sound in my ears is deafening and cleanses the world.

At this time, Cangxuan's figure was blurred, as if it was about to disappear, which made it difficult to see.

One step, two steps. Three steps

He is constantly moving forward, walking and squirming. The evil spirit around him is constantly surging, and he wants to destroy everything.

At this time, Cangxuan is the real him, the real first person of the Demon Dao Leader, the evil venerable who makes the court and the righteous martial arts all helpless.

Shui Yuhan felt shocked, she didn't feel this kind of horror even in the face of the Ten Absolute Beings, in her mind, even if it was the Six Saints, it was just that.

At this time, there was a bang in her head, and she felt that fierce killing intent, and she felt like she was falling into the center of hell, and her whole body was about to collapse.

However, at the moment when Cang Xuan was about to destroy the Shenshui Palace, boom, in the deepest part of the Shenshui Palace, an unknown stone door suddenly opened.

The door was opened by a woman, very blurry, with a halo, with an awe-inspiring righteousness that broke through the sky, her body was slender, her dress was flying, and on her face, an ice crystal mask shone brightly.

Shui Yuhan looked at the person who walked out of the Shenshui Palace in a daze, no matter how she looked at it, she felt that the woman in front of her and the ancestor enshrined in the palace were the same person.

"Ancestor? I am"

The eyes of the visitor were cold, as if they had no feelings. A pair of proud eyes like a phoenix looked coldly at Cangxuan with an angry expression in the lake. On the contrary, for Shui Yuhan and the others around him, there was not even a straight eye.

"Sure enough, you're still you, Demon Lord Cangxuan. As domineering as ever, as bloodthirsty as ever. Why, are you going to demolish my Shenshui Palace today? ”

The ice crystal mask is like laughing and crying, which makes people never forget it at a glance, and it is impressive.

Although he spoke angry language, Huangfu Siyun was very quiet, in the white mist around him, silent and motionless, only a long skirt fluttering in the wind.

Looking at the three thousand green silks fluttering in the wind in front of them, as if they were carved from the top quality, everyone was full of curiosity, this is the beloved who has never forgotten Cangxuan for two thousand years of death?

Cangxuan was dressed in white, holding a white jade bone flute like a fairy coming to the world. The beautiful smile on Huangfu Siyun's face bloomed, and at the same time, a trace of the saddest tears dripped from the corner of his eyes.

In this silence, Huangfu Siyun finally moved, his right hand was raised as white as jade, and a magic seal was instantly formed and slapped forward.

Bang!

Under the blow, the entire Shenshui Palace seemed to tremble, and the entire lake was full of rhyme, and everyone was trembling.

Burst!

The lake that had already dissipated was once again stained red with blood, this time it was Cangxuan or Song Hexuan's blood.

At this time, Huangfu Siyun was different from the previous calm, and at the moment of her move, she wielded a peerless domineering spirit and looked at the world.

"How? Possible degassing? This is the second time you've tried to kill me. Unfortunately, I can't die this time. ”

It's not that Cang Xuan is afraid, it's that it's not his body. He has no right to decide the life and death of others, especially his disciples.

And the moment the wicked people behind Cang Xuan saw the blood, a touch of cold light had already made a move, there was no fear, there was no fear, it was broken bones, and they would not abandon anyone.

Huangfu Siyun regained his composure again, as if it was not a cold sword lying on his neck at this time, but an insignificant amount of dust.

"What is this? Toys! Cangxuan, you don't want these children to die for you, then I really look down on you. ”

Shaking his head, Cang Xuan could only let out a wry smile at this, and did not say anything.

"After all these years, can't you really forgive me?"

"No, unless I can also destroy your disciples and kill your relatives." Huangfu Siyun spoke again, very calmly, as if he was a fairy in the world.

PS: Once again, thank you for your continued support for me, and since April, there have been two shifts a day, basically three shifts a day. It's not because of anything else, but the author is going to starve to death, and he has to get a subsistence allowance to live. (To be continued.) )