Darkness, absolute darkness.

Mu Wei was forcibly calmed in Motoo's arms, but she grabbed Motoo's left arm with some force. Yuanwei's back was tightly pressed against the trembling Yunyi, and the coldness exhaled from her nose made Yuanwei extremely awake.

There was no concept of time in the darkness, maybe a moment had passed or maybe it was an hour, and Motoo even suspected that the darkness had lasted for a day. His innate alertness made Motoo's eyes widen in the darkness until his black pupils spread infinitely and filled his entire eyeball......

Haoyang realm, Yuanwei is here!

Flying Springs.

This is a small immortal cultivator hidden in the border, a huge anthill exit hovers in the middle of the city like a whirlpool, and hundreds of immortal cultivators with different thoughts surround the anthill exit and talk about it.

"It's coming! It's coming!"

"I don't know whose disciple was injured!"

"yes, if you weren't hurt, how could you come back!"

"Whether you're hurt or not, it's good to be back!

The immortal cultivators of the Haoyang Realm who were guarding or watching outside the ant cave were talking a lot, but when they saw the black flag in front of the flying car, they all let out a "Ah!"

"It turned out to be the Qi family!"

"The Qi family is rich again!"

The light came suddenly, and no one could stare between absolute darkness and absolute light, except for Motowei. Therefore, many years later, there is still a rumor among the immortal cultivators of the Haoyang Realm, and the person who passed through the ant hole with his eyes open is so different.

Someone clearly remembers that in an instant, the black pupils full of the person's eyes instantly turned into a vertical black line, which made people shudder.

"Ahh

"Ahh

As if the Qi family brought a gust of cold wind, those onlookers immortal cultivators invariably sneezed and burst into tears.

The guards guarding the exit of the anthole glanced at the cart and the few people in the cart, and waved for Qian San and the others to leave. No one dared to stop the car.

There was no sound from the cart running over the smooth road, and Mu Wei stood on the car and shouted, "This Haoyang Realm is no different from the Emperor Mountain Realm, and the people who walk on the road are all low-level immortal cultivators, not immortals everywhere!"

Qian San pulled her down, "Senior Sister Qiansi, this is the border, of course, there are no high-level seniors. Besides, even in the Haoyang Realm, the predecessors of the Transformation God Realm were basically able to support a medium-sized immortal cultivation sect or family, how could they be walking outside! As for immortals like you walking on different interfaces completely, we can't see it. ”

The cart drove out of Feiquan City and flew into the air, and Qian San asked Yuan Wei again: "Senior Brother Yuan, don't you really want to follow us to the Qi family?"

Yuan Wei shook his head and refused: "If the Sao people know that I went to the Qi family, even if the Qi family has tens of thousands of years of heritage, they will not be able to withstand the anger of the Haoyang Realm and even the Candle Yin Realm!"

Qian San was puzzled: "We can not let them know." ”

"But I came to Haoyang Realm to let the people know that I want to kill in Haoyang!" Yuan Wei made no secret of his intentions.

"Then will Senior Brother open up to our Qianjiawang?" said Qian San with a smile.

"Motoo has always only killed those who should be killed!"

"Forget it, forget it. Qi San suddenly deflated and said, "Anyway, I have already brought Senior Brother to the Haoyang Realm, and I can be regarded as completing the task assigned to us by the Ancestor of Qianshang!

Yuan Wei carefully collected the map, and then took the wood fennel and unfolded the black wings and rose into the air with Yun Yi.

"Third Senior Sister Qian, if you see Qian Shang, you will say life and death, some of Yuanwei's memories have faded, please forget everything she should forget!"

"I will definitely tell the ancestor of Qianshang this, but if the senior brother has nowhere to go to the third place in the Haoyang realm, it is still recommended to go to the Qian's house to try his luck!"

Motowei stopped speaking, his wings vibrate, and he turned and disappeared into the sky, turning into an invisible cloud of ink......

"Little tail, you're so nice!" Mu Wei hooked Yuanwei's neck with both hands, blowing like an orchid. In the Haoyang realm, Mu Wei is most worried not about the safety of the three of them, but the old relationship between Qian Shang and Yuanwei.

Yun Yi fanned the membrane wings and chased a little hard, and saw Mu Wei and Yuan Wei lingering, and couldn't help but feel angry, "Senior brother, wait for me!"

Yuan Wei turned around and saw that the Qijia flying car had disappeared, so he simply took Yun Yi and Mu Wei and landed at the side of a stream at his feet.

The stream is murmuring, and the wood fennel is barefoot and the fish in the water are frolicking.

Yuanwei and Yunyi spread a silk towel on the boulder by the stream, staring at the familiar and unfamiliar names in a daze.

"Senior brother, it is said that Xuan Mo has killed all over the Three Realms, you should be very familiar with these holy cities in the Haoyang Realm, right?" Yun Yi asked.

Yuanwei nodded but shook his head and said: "Things are not people, 20,000 years have passed, and I am afraid that I am familiar with it......"

Mu Wei caught a small fish and showed off at Yuanwei, "I know you have something to say all day long, so I will never leave you half a step in the future, even if it is another 30,000 years, we will not be strangers......"

Yuan Wei was speechless, in fact, he really didn't mean anything else. Yun Yi pretended not to see Mu Wei's face, and asked Yuan Wei again, "Senior brother, Haoyang is so big, where do you say we should go?"

Yuan Wei smiled suspiciously, "We'll be here for a few days, and then we'll go back to Feiquan City and destroy the ant cave!"

"Feiquan City?" Mu Wei and Yun Yi asked in unison.

It's Flying Springs.

When Yuanwei stepped on the Haoyang Realm, the memory of the past became clearer. Feiquan City, the former dragon habitat in the Haoyang realm, the city lord's name is Liu Zhuyao, and he once created the original water system exercise "Exciting Spring Jue!"

Motoo can also perform the Rush Formula, but the experience of him getting the Rush Spring Formula is something he will never forget.

When Yuanwei and Mu Wei worshiped in Qingqiu Sect, the two followed their fellow brothers Chen Fuhai and Li Zhilu out to practice, and accidentally met their senior sister Xia Heying who was chased and killed by Haoyang hunters. Several people fought desperately and finally killed Liu Yi, the hunter of Haoyang, but Chen Fuhai and Li Zhilu also died under Liu Yi's arrows. Later, it was Mu Wei who searched out the spring recipe from Liu Yi's Qiankun bag and gave it to Yuanwei.

"Do you remember being chased and killed by Haoyang hunter Liu Yi in Silent Hill?" asked Mu Wei.

"Liu Yi, is he an immortal cultivator of Flying Spring City?" Mu Wei's eyes shot an urgent light.

"I once remembered that Liu Zhuyao, the city lord of Feiquan City, created the Exciting Spring Technique, and Liu Yi was afraid that he was his disciple and grandson. So, we're going to visit that Yoo so Yao!"

In the next few days, Mu Wei and Yun Yi lived very freely.

Compared with the Emperor Mountain Realm, the biggest difference in the Haoyang Realm is the ease that can be seen everywhere.

Mortals, they have also suffered from wars and the turmoil of the change of dynasty, but they know that it will all pass.

Immortal cultivators will also face the fight of clans and sects, but they know that all this will eventually pass.

Moreover, whether it is a mortal or an immortal cultivator, when they are tired, they can find a secluded soil and quietly enjoy the solitude of a person.

All this is so natural, and how precious it is to the three of them.

"If there is no disaster of Haoyang, if there is no disaster of candle yin, the Emperor Mountain Realm can also be so free!" Yun Yi reddened with envy.

"Soon, the Emperor Mountain Realm will also be so free. Motoo comforted her firmly.

The three of them waded through the stream, through the jungle, and ran hand in hand on the empty grass, happily as if they had returned to their childhood, until the city of Flying Springs was in sight.

"Little tail, we'...... Will you still be so happy?"

"Of course!" Motoo was determined.

Flying Springs.

The exit of the anthole flickered, and another group of injured Haoyang hunters were sent back, causing the onlookers to lament, "How can there be so many immortal cultivators injured?"

"I've heard people say that the Third Realm is no longer the Third Realm it used to be. The reborn Yuan Wei was not killed by the Candle Yin Hunter, he had already walked out of the Fire Dirt Mountain. And what six kings came out there, and there are also Emperor Mountain hunters who specialize in hunting us! Alas, Emperor Mountain is rising!"

"Yuanwei! I'm going to go back to the sect to apply, I'm going to kill him!"

......

"You're going to kill Motoo?" a voice coldly overwhelmed all the noise.

The angry young man was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously, "Who are you?"

"I just ask if you want to kill Yuanwei?" the Yuanwei Snake Staff pointed at him, and the coercion of the Transformation Realm poured down.

"Yes! Yes!" the young man stepped back a few feet and fell to his knees with a thud.

"I'm Yuanwei, come here and kill!" "Yuanwei snake staff poked lightly on the ground, making a crunching sound.

"Mototail?"

"Yuanwei has come to the Haoyang Realm! Yuanwei has mixed into the Haoyang Realm!"

"Yuanwei is going to slaughter the Three Realms again, run!"

The young man who only had the Spirit Gathering Realm was already frightened, and there was nothing to say. He watched Yuanwei walk towards him step by step, watched the Yuanwei snake staff lightly tap on his forehead, and watched his body turn into countless debris flying around, only to feel that he was swallowed by the boundless darkness, and he no longer felt anything.

Motowei killed the hot-blooded young man, but let the others leave at the entrance of the anthole, he needed a messenger.

In Feiquan City, as soon as winter falls, the already bustling streets are quiet. The three of them walked down the street, but they could feel the trembling eyes behind the crack in the door.

The main building of Flying Spring City. The mottled walls tell the story of the old and the declining of the place.

Before Yuanwei could get closer, two gray stone doors were opened, and a rickety figure came out with small steps.

"Liu Er, the city lord of Feiquan City, pays a visit to Lord Xuanmo!"

Yuanwei bowed his head, that old man only had a cultivation in the Bone Refining Realm, and he was not a dragon clan.

"Liu Er, now the city lord of Feiquan City doesn't even deserve a decent name, what about Liu Zhuyao?" asked Yuan Wei abruptly.

"Liu Zhuyao?" the old man's face was at a loss, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly realized, "Your Excellency is talking about Liu Zhuyao, the city lord 20,000 years ago, right? The current Flying Springs City has long since lost the dragon clan. ”

"All the dragons have been killed?" Motoo took a step back in anger.

"Yes, yes, as far as I know, the same is true of the candle netherworld. It is said that there are no dragons in the Three Realms for a long time!When, of course, except for you!" Liu Er explained carefully.

"Sao people!fire beast!, I must kill you!" Motowei roared angrily.

"Boom!" Countless thick spring pillars poured out of the ground, and the entire Flying Spring City suddenly turned into nothingness, and the exit of the anthole also ceased to exist.