Baiwei looked up with difficulty, and saw that it was Geno who saved him, and he smiled miserably with relief and passed out in Genwei's arms.

Yuanwei collected the Shenxiao Shield for him, but he was not in a hurry to go back, as if he was waiting for someone to arrive.

Sure enough, a black dot appeared in the sky after a few breaths, and the man flapped a pair of black wings, chasing the wind and clouds one by one, and it turned out to be the cultivation of the Soul Condensing Realm.

The person who came landed in front of Motoo lightly and skillfully, and the strong wind blew Motoo's black clothes, and also blew his messy black hair up, revealing a miserable white but handsome face.

The wind stopped, but what appeared in front of Yuanwei was an old woman with an old dragon clock. The old woman coughed dryly a few times, and said tremblingly: "The senior brother looks so familiar! When we meet for the first time, it seems that we have known each other for hundreds of years! I don't know the surname of the senior brother? My name is Yafu. ”

Looking at the weak Yafu in front of him, Motowei really couldn't connect it with the vigor when he came just now, "Senior Sister's wings are really beautiful, and the shiny feathers glow with cold light, which is breathtaking." If you use Senior Sister's Natal Feather to forge a flying spirit weapon, it must be an excellent grade! Mmmm, my name is Yuanwei, I don't know why Senior Sister came?"

Yafu's face was wrinkled and trembled, she squeezed and squeezed hard, and the wrinkles could not spell a smile, "Ahem, the person you are holding on, he is my friend." I've been looking for him for a long time, and I wonder if my brother can let me take him home?"

It turned out that when Yu Lou and the others were chasing Baiwei, he ordered his disciple Yu Ge to send a letter to his predecessors in the sect, and Yafu came with the letter.

"Huh?" Yuan Wei Qi said, "Senior Sister still knows my old brother? This old brother has been lonely for two hundred years, and I am the only friend in this third realm, I don't know where Senior Sister came from?"

"Ahem!" Raven Fu straightened up and said, "Let's be honest with my junior brother, I, Yafu is a Candle Hunter, and your friend is also a Candle Hunter. Could it be that the junior brother still wants to maintain a candlestick hunter and fall out with another candle hunter?"

"Hahaha!" Motowei laughed wildly, "Turn your face, the Candle Yin Hunter came to my third realm to burn and plunder, I can't turn my face with you yet! Get out of here!"

Before the words fell, the black scales appeared behind Yuanwei, the scales were like knives, and they slashed towards Yafu with a cold wind scraping bones.

Raven Fu was startled, she didn't have time to retreat, a pair of huge black wings protected her thin body from behind.

The scales cleaved at the wings, dagger-sharp scales cut through the glittering feathers, bringing out a string of crackling sparks and a scorched stench.

A few pieces of black feathers scattered in the wind, and Yafu screamed and retreated dozens of feet! As a candle hunter, it was not the first time that Yafu had descended to the Third Realm, but this was the first time she had encountered a Third Realm Immortal cultivator who took the initiative to attack her without saying a word!

Yafu was so violent that she didn't even intend to pretend to be weak anymore, and the petite and old body suddenly burst out with great strength, and the power was like steel. She stood in the wind like a nail to the ground!

I don't know when, Yafu has an extra three-strand long fork in his hand, and the long fork is also black without a trace of brilliance, "My dragon horn fork was originally the dragon horn on the head of the Three Realms Demon Xuan Mo body 20,000 years ago, and there are countless villains who have died under the fork. Today, this dragon horn fork is going to devour souls again!"

Yuan Wei couldn't smile bitterly, in Xuan Mo's memory, he did have a pair of dragon horns in his body, but there were only two forks on each dragon horn!

"You've been deceived! All you have in your hand is a pitchfork!" Motoo sneered, but the snake staff in his hand was like a war hammer, bringing up an ancient bronze waterfall of light and striking Raven Fu again.

Yafu relied on his cultivation in the Soul Condensation Realm for three weeks, and raised his fork to meet him without giving in. The snake staff and the long fork struck, only to hear a click, and one of the forks of the long fork actually broke!

"Hahaha! Now, your pitchfork is more like a dragon horn with ink!" Motoo laughed wildly, but he didn't stop in his hand, the snake staff slashed across his chest, and a huge ink dragon went straight for Yafu.

Raven stepped back, swinging her fork and conjuring up a large shield shadow in front of her.

The ink dragon struck on the shield shadow, and the shield shadow shattered, and although the ink dragon slowed down, it still hit Yafu.

Yafu retreated sharply again, a series of blows made her a little discouraged, she still couldn't believe that there was such a deadly character in the Third Realm, Yuan Wei, who dared to directly confront the Candle Yin Hunter.

Yafu looked at Motowei's pale face again, as if she had suddenly remembered something, and her huge wings flapped again and again, fleeing far away in a storm of rising gravel and sand. That hasty look, lost soul!

Motoo had no intention of chasing, and he took the unconscious Baiwei back to the stone building.

After half a pillar of incense, Baiwei woke up slowly, he looked at the feather kite who was healing himself, and nodded with a forced smile, and when he turned around and saw Yuan Wei sitting beside him, he couldn't help crying bitterly.

Yuan Wei Qi said: "Senior brother, your big stone cauldron is not broken, you are not dead, and your realm has not even fallen." What do you mean by crying?"

"I'm crying because I'm homeless. Baiwei whimpered, he intermittently told about what happened to Yu Lou and himself, and also told about the collapse of his sect in the Candle Yin Sect, "I can see that there is no difference between these three realms at all, they are all cold places where the weak bully others and the weak eat the strong!"

"This Immortal Cultivation Realm is originally like this, is it the first time Senior Brother knows?" Yuan Wei sighed, "By the way, haven't you been staying in Twilight Blue City? How can you appear in the Southern Mongolia Wasteland? Are Purple Charm and Wu Tu okay? Is everything okay in Twilight Blue City?"

"They're all good, I just ate the entire Vortex Sea, and the old Xiangcang didn't approve of me eating those raw seafood, so I left Twilight City in a fit of anger. Anyway, I've been wandering all these years, and I don't know why I'm here!

"I'm not dead!!," Motoo said angrily.

"Huh?" Baiwei suddenly became surprised again, he tried to stand up and looked at Yuan Wei carefully, and asked curiously: "I just found out, why did my junior brother change his appearance? His voice was much hoarser than before, and his face was a lot paler, and I remember that you didn't like to wear that moon-white gown at the beginning? Why did you change into a black dress? You reminded me of a person...... Who is it...... Who is it? The man was so familiar that he seemed to be on his lips, but he couldn't say it......"

Yuan Wei sighed in a low voice, "It's Xuanmo!"

"Kick, kick, kick...... Bai Wei took a dozen steps back, his body leaned softly against the wall of the hall, and there was no way back, "Yes, yes, yes...... The current appearance of the junior brother is the appearance of Xuanmo. In the candle netherworld, statues of ink can be seen everywhere. Cultivating the path of immortals, punishing the ink of Xuan, this slogan was engraved in my heart on the first day I set foot on the road of cultivating immortals. Unexpectedly, Senior Brother Yuanwei is really Xuanmo!"

"If you want to go, let's go. In fact, the memory of Xuanmo is in my soul. I've been desperately suppressing all kinds of yuang in my body. I'm not sure I'm going to be the real Ink one day, maybe I'll go on a killing spree at that time, even with those closest to me. Motoo smiled bitterly.

"Yes, yes......" Baiwei opened the door backwards, and tried to step out of the hall again. But his raised footsteps did not land for a long time, and after a full half a pillar of incense, he stepped into the hall again.

"Senior brother, are you going to kill me now?" Baiwei asked.

Yuan Wei was surprised: "I'm not crazy now, why should I kill you!"

"Great!" Bai Wei smiled and re-entered the hall, "I think the junior brother is still more like the old Yuanwei! Maybe you will never become Xuanmo! Besides, I have nowhere to go! Why don't you just let me follow you first? When you feel that something is wrong and is about to turn into Xuanmo, I won't be too late to escape!"

Baiwei still stayed in the end. And, I don't know if it was because of the strong stimulation or whatever, Baiwei chased after Yuanwei, asked the reason for the great change that had happened to him, and also chased and asked about everything that happened to Xuanmo.

Yuan Wei sighed again and again, "Don't look back." ”

But under Baiwei's persistent questioning, Motoo still told the existence in his memory, the former prominence of Xuanmo!

More than 20,000 years ago, there were dragons in the Three Realms.

Dragons, guardians of freedom and immortal life independent of the Three Realms, have the power to intimidate all beings and the pride to look down on the world. There are all kinds of legends of dragons in the Three Realms, and even some sects regard them as totems of eternal life, but few people in the Three Realms have actually seen a real dragon.

Because, there are very few real dragons.

In the whirlpool sea twilight blue city, the dragon mother Yuanyi was conceived for no reason, and laid an egg for a hundred years of pregnancy, and hatched for a hundred years to get an ink-colored young dragon, so it was named Xuanmo.

Dragons are born to be immortals!

But if you have to talk about a realm, it can be regarded as the level of an earth immortal. Therefore, Xuan Mo was born without knowing the hardships of cultivation, and when he grows, he becomes a heavenly immortal!

When Xuan Mo came of age, he naturally became the lord of the Vortex Sea Scale Clan, the city lord of Twilight Blue City, and the head of the Emperor Mountain Realm, which is now the Third Realm.

Everything went so smoothly!However, as if under some curse, not many members of the Dragon Clan's True Dragon died one after another, and in less than a hundred years, only Yuanyi and Xuanmo remained!

Xuanmo's temperament changed drastically because of this, and he looked around for the reason, and he never showed mercy to the object of his suspicion. Therefore, he slain all over the Three Realms and became a demon hated and feared by everyone in the Three Realms.

Later, all the Heavenly Immortals of the Three Realms united together to deal with Xuan Mo. The disciples of the Xuanmo Sect abandoned the scales and sent their only companion, Qian Shang, to the Haoyang Realm, while they prepared to fight to the death in the Snow Ice City of the Emperor Mountain Realm. However, the leader of the Haoyang Realm caught the Dragon Mother Yuanyi in advance, and the distracted Xuanmo was strangled by everyone......

"It's that simple?" Baiwei couldn't get enough of it.

"It's as simple as that, perhaps, there are too many unknown mysteries in this...... But I'm not interested in that!" Yuan Wei said, and then he frowned again, "Senior brother, who did you provoke? Why are there another group of immortal cultivators running for us?"