The brilliant glow quickly dimmed, not as the sun set, but as obscured.

The boundless demon seemed to have been planning for a long time, and he was patiently dormant, and at this moment, the mountain protection array was closed, and the 100,000 demons flew up screaming, blocking the sky in an instant.

The sharp call sign attracted people's attention, and the confrontation in the past month had already made the disciples of the Great Dao Sect let down their vigilance, especially ...... Today's sunset is so beautiful, no one would have thought that the mountain protection array would be broken from the inside.

……

"Ahh

There seemed to be a brief silence, and in an instant, a terrible scream pierced the mountains, which was at the foot of the mountain, near the edge of the formation, an outer disciple, carrying a bucket in his hand, as if he had just returned from drawing water, but became the first victim.

A nearby monster pounced on him, easily biting his chest, gulping down his internal organs, the bucket fell to the ground, gurgling and rolling down, and the terrible scream became weaker and weaker, and soon, completely disappeared.

And as if the horn of attack was sounded, countless winged monsters flew down and slaughtered the nearest outer disciples.

Their sharp claws pierced the young chest, and the blood gulped down the limbs and life.

This happened so fast that people didn't even react.

After about ten breaths, on the nine peaks of the inner gate, countless inner gate disciples finally came to their senses, and immediately clenched their long swords with pale faces, and rushed out, but they looked at the enemies in the sky, at a loss.

"The big array is broken! The big array is broken! ”

Someone exclaimed, and as a result, people looked at the mountain peak where the Great Array Hub was located in amazement.

His face was full of shock and confusion.

They didn't understand why the mountain protection array had suddenly broken.

Suddenly, on the main peak, a sword light flew out of the main hall, the Great Elder's face was as cold as the ice of the extreme north, and his body trembled with anger and disbelief, she looked at the collapsed pavilion with red eyes, the black gas that drifted away, and a shout full of anger exploded in the peaks:

"Zhou Ming! It's you! ”

The words fell, and from the collapsed pavilion, a figure filled with black gas suddenly burst out, the figure was wearing a Taoist robe, his face was gloomy, and behind him, he actually waved two pitch-black wings.

"Senior Brother Zhou......"

"It's Senior Brother Zhou...... He closed the big array! ”

"Traitor! Traitor!! ”

Among the peaks, countless disciples woke up like a dream, scolding angrily, and the Great Elder was even more decisive to sweep away with a sword light!

However, Zhou Ming seemed to have been prepared, waved his wings and flew backwards, and looked at the sky and shouted: "Master, save me!" ”

Immediately, in the sky, a pitch-black turbid air descended, rolled up Zhou Ming, and pulled him into the air, and the huge demon king slowly rose from the edge of the mountains.

Its scarlet eyes looked down at Zhou Ming, and a piercing laugh came out of his flattering smile, as if it was extremely comfortable with this trick.

After laughing, its cold gaze swept over the mountains, and it actually spat out: "Kill!" ”

The 100,000 demons were ordered, turned into a whirlwind and swept downward, fighting with those disciples.

"Fight! Against! ”

The Great Elder shouted angrily, and among the peaks, the rest of the peak masters and elders also woke up from their cultivation and hurriedly drew their swords to face the battle.

However, this attack was too sudden after all, and the disparity in strength was too great, and almost in the blink of an eye, hundreds of disciples died.

……

At the foot of the mountain, by the stream.

Yi Xiaohe looked at the sky with a pale face, looked at Zhou Ming, who was bowing and smiling, angrily drew his sword and killed a few monsters that surrounded him, and said in a trembling voice: "Zhou Ming! Why!? ”

In the sky, Zhou Ming frowned when he heard this, and there was a little love and pity in his eyes:

"Senior sister, the general trend of the world has gone, why bother to resist? Delusional to rely on the big array to survive, but what's the point? Didn't you end up with a tragic death? It's better to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, turn to the demon law, and assist the lord, this is the clear way. ”

After a pause, a hint of greed appeared in his faint scarlet eyes, and said:

"Senior sister, you might as well follow my words and persuade the head to surrender, but when the time comes, I will ask the Lord to teach you the supreme demon method, and you and I will become double cultivators and seek eternal life together Wouldn't it be better than dying tragically in the wilderness? You ......"

The more Yi Xiaohe listened, the more angry she became, tears rolling down her black and white eyes, and she suddenly reprimanded angrily:

"Get out! You traitor don't die well! ”

After that, urging Jin Dan, a sword light slashed towards the sky, and was dispersed by Zhou Ming with a wave of his hand, and then his face turned cold, and his fierceness was fully revealed, holding the black mist in his hand, he was about to attack Yi Xiaohe, but was blocked by another sword light.

"Little lotus, let's go!"

The Great Elder shouted, and faced Zhou Ming with his sword, the mountain-like demon king didn't seem to be in a hurry to attack, and his bloody eyes were full of playful abuse.

At this moment, the clouds in the sky are rolling, dark as night, above the nine peaks, there are all killing sounds, monsters are attacking, and the disciples who have cultivated to a low level are almost dead in an instant, and only those who have cultivated to the depths are still struggling to support.

In mid-air, where Zhou Ming was the opponent of the Great Elder, relying on the demon skills, barely resisted two rounds and fled backwards in a hurry, the Great Elder chased after him, but saw that the Demon King, who had always been watching, finally moved, the black fog was filled, the blood flashed, and the Great Elder who cultivated in the Transformation Period spat blood from his mouth and flew backwards like a kite with a broken line.

"Master!!"

Yi Xiaohe shouted bitterly, looked around, only to see the smoke billowing and the blood filling, she couldn't help despairing, but in the next second, she only heard the rumbling explosion in the peaks, and a breath rose, and the demons retreated one after another under the instinct of danger, and the fight stopped, and the demon king also stared at the past, word by word: "Yi Jiufeng!" ”

In the next second, I saw a thin old man walking in the air.

Yi Jiufeng's face sank like water, holding a sword in his right hand, and throwing an object at a peak master with his left hand, and said in a deep voice: "Sect disciple, retreat into the back mountain!" ”

After that, his wide robe and big sleeves rolled up in the wind, his beard was flying, his eyes were blazing, and he killed the demon king with his sword!

The sky lit up slightly, and above the nine peaks, the remaining disciples looked up to the sky one after another, showing excitement on their faces, and then hugged their fists and said yes, and the sword retreated to the back mountain.

Yi Xiaohe also glanced deeply at his father, wiped away his tears, found the unconscious master, and fled from the battlefield with the rest of the senior brothers and brothers.

One hundred and ten sword lights pierced the dark sky, and in a few breaths, he had already retreated into the back mountain, and fled towards a deserted hill in the innermost, and in an instant, the peak master threw Yi Jiufeng to him a small white jade pagoda, and the tower heard the wind, and turned into a phantom between breaths, enveloping the peak.

Many disciples recognized that this was the treasure of the sect, the treasure passed down by the ancestor of the robbery, although it was not as good as the mountain protection array, but it was also an extremely terrifying thing with defensive power.

"Look!"

The disciples landed on the mountain, and when they saw the white pagoda shrouded in it, their hearts were a little relieved, and then they all looked back at the sky, where the clouds were rolling and the sword light was horizontal, and with their eyesight, they could not see the details of the battle clearly.

After more than a dozen breaths, with an earth-shattering bang, a thin figure fell from the sky.

"It's the boss!"

Someone exclaimed.

The peak master was about to open a gap in the phantom of the White Tower, and all the disciples hurriedly took the head down, but they saw that Yi Jiufeng's white robe was stained with blood, his breath was disordered and weak, his right arm was twisted abnormally, and the dignified Mahayana monk was so weak that he couldn't stand!

"Master!"

The disciples cried and shouted and gathered around and hurriedly fed the pills.

At this time, the demon king seemed to be injured as well, and roared angrily, and a hundred thousand monsters rolled like a dark cloud, frantically slamming and biting the phantom of the White Tower.

Densely packed, covering every gap.

The phantom of the White Tower immediately flickered, as if it was about to collapse, but for a moment, it could not be broken.

Seeing this scene, the only hundred remaining disciples of the Great Dao Sect were all pale and desperate, knowing that they had reached a desperate situation.

The demon king is injured and will not attack for the time being, but after all, the white tower is not as good as the mountain protection array, and it will not last long, and it will break open, and in the meantime, none of them will be spared.

On the barren mountain, there was a dead silence for a moment, and despair permeated every disciple's face.

Faintly, some of the disciples actually cried out and whimpered.

"What are you crying about? The big husband will die eventually! Rather than fleeing into the Great Wilderness like those sects that were broken their backbones and were killed by the demon clan, they could be regarded as a well-deserved death! ”

A tall disciple stood up angrily and scolded.

Another thin disciple sitting on the barren mountain silently swallowed the pill, tore off the corner of his robe with a stabbing sound, wiped the long sword stained with black blood, and said, "That's it, if you have the strength to cry, it's better to wait and kill a few more, it's enough to die." ”

The crying gradually stopped, but the atmosphere of grief and defeat became more and more intense, the Kunhe War, almost half of the elite of the sect was folded in that battle, and most of the rest were low-cultivation, young disciples, and lacked experience.

Now that I am in a desperate situation, I think that most of the teachers and friends who get along with me day and night around me are buried, and sorrow comes from it, where can I be strong?

Even those who seem to be heroic, but how can they not be helpless in a desperate situation?

Suddenly, a female disciple screamed, "The Great Elder has gone!" ”

When everyone looked over, they saw a few disciples kneeling beside the Great Elder, and they couldn't stop crying!

The rest of the disciples couldn't hold it anymore when they heard the sound, and they wept one after another, and in an instant, under the dim sky, the wails were endless!

Yi Xiaohe, who was guarding beside the master, trembled when she heard the voice, almost heartbroken, the division commander fell, her father was seriously injured, and the division was about to be destroyed, her face was gray, and she was full of death.

I want to commit suicide, but I am extremely unwilling!

"Ahem!"

Suddenly, Yi Jiufeng coughed, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

"The boss is awake, the boss is awake!"

At this moment, Yi Jiufeng had long lost the sharp aura he had at the beginning, his thin face was gray, he sat on the ground, looked around, and saw that on the barren mountain, only the remaining one hundred and ten people were injured, or crying, or silent, or in a daze, and the first sect that had stood on the mainland for thousands of years was reduced to only one hundred and ten people.

Yi Jiufeng's eyes were dark, blood and tears flowed in his eyes, the thousand-year-old sect was about to be destroyed by his hands, thinking of facing the ancestors of the past generations without face under Jiuquan after death, this strongest monk in the continent was sad like an ordinary old man, at this moment, Yi Jiufeng seemed to be a hundred years old in an instant, almost running out of oil, and his chapped lips moved, but it was difficult to make a sound.

"Water! Fetch water! ”

Yi Xiaohe hurriedly shouted.

The disciples hurriedly dispersed and searched everywhere, but this mountain peak had been abandoned for a long time, and there was a stream at the bottom of the mountain, but it was outside the white pagoda.

A young disciple suddenly looked up and vaguely saw a sparse place of vegetation.

He staggered over, and immediately found that it seemed to be a dilapidated courtyard, but he did not know that it had been abandoned for hundreds of years, the fence had been left with black and rotten wood, and the houses had fallen down and become ruins, and the small courtyard was overgrown with weeds, and only one large tree was standing.

"That's like...... Is it a water tank? ”

The young disciple was stunned, and vaguely saw that there was a tank under the big tree, so he hurriedly ran over and took a look, but saw that the tank was full of rotten leaves, where was there any water?

He sighed, resentful in his heart, clenched his fist and smashed it hard, and smashed the water tank directly, and the tiles flew around, but he didn't want to roll up the dust and dead leaves, revealing a "wood carving" under the tree.

The disciple was stunned, subconsciously stretched out his hand to brush away the fallen leaves, and then retreated in shock, staggered and fell, and exclaimed: "People! There is someone here!! ”

His shout immediately attracted the attention of the other disciples, and two more people ran to look at it, and were stunned to find that there seemed to be an old man meditating under the tree!

It's just that this person is indescribably old, his body is sitting among the dead branches and leaves, his skin is covered with a thick layer of dust, he can hardly see the human form, he can only vaguely distinguish the face, it is more appropriate to say that he is not a living person than a dry corpse.

"It's ...... Dead people, right? ”

"How did he die here?"

Several disciples were secretly shocked in their hearts, glanced at each other, and immediately realized that this place is located in the back mountain, and if they can sit here, they must also be from the sect, and according to their seniority, they must be seniors, but for some reason, they died here alone.

Thinking of this, several disciples showed sadness, stood up straight, bowed, and said, "The junior is reckless, I don't want to disturb the senior, please forgive me." ”

After that, several people suddenly remembered that after a while, they would also die here, and there was a sense of fate in their despair.

"It's okay, I'll wait for death later, and go to the underworld to make amends to my seniors in person." One of the disciples laughed to himself.

The other person sighed and sighed with emotion: "I don't know who this senior's surname is, but he is a lonely old barren mountain." ”

After thinking about it, he simply stepped forward and groped carefully.

According to the rules of the Great Dao Sect, every disciple carries an identity nameplate, which is a mark of entry and exit from the sect, and also a mark to determine the identity after death.

Touched the ground next to the dry corpse, and he really pulled out a rusty iron chain, the iron chain was almost extremely corroded, but fortunately, the jade plate strung on it was not afraid of time, wiped it with a robe, and it was still recognizable.

The disciple took a closer look at it, and suddenly said in astonishment, "This is actually ...... A division commander a thousand years ago? ”

"What? A thousand years? Are you wrong? The disciple next to him asked in surprise.

What is the concept of a thousand years?

If this dried corpse really lasted for thousands of years, where could the bones be left in such an environment? It has long since rotted into slag, and if you consider the lifespan, even if it is hundreds of years, it is impossible to preserve it so well.

"That's right, you do the math yourself, this row is counted up, and it is easy to calculate." The disciple hurriedly said.

At this time, the movement here finally attracted more people's attention.

"What are you doing?"

A deacon shouted.

These disciples hurriedly ran back and told the story again, Rao is in such a desperate atmosphere, this strange incident also attracted everyone's attention.

"A thousand years ago? Can the name be made on the nameplate? The deacon asked with a frown.

"I can see clearly, this senior's surname is He, and his single name is wood."

Hemu?

Everyone was at a loss.

After a thousand years, where can they know this name?

"Ahem, ahem!"

Suddenly, I heard the head of the house cough violently again, and everyone looked over, but saw Yi Jiufeng holding his daughter's hand with one hand, his eyes widened, and he looked here: "You...... And ye say, What is his name? ”

The disciple was at a loss, not understanding why the head was like this, so he simply walked over and handed the nameplate to Yi Xiaohe, who wiped it, looked at it carefully, and said, "He Mu, it's called He Mu, this typesetting ...... It's a thousand-year-old predecessor, indeed. ”

Yi Xiaohe was surprised.

Hemu ...... Hemu ...... Hemu ......

Yi Jiufeng looked at the nameplate in a daze, and in his mind, a scene of memories exploded, he propped up his body, looked at the ruins courtyard, and vaguely saw in front of him that five hundred years ago, his young self was led by Shizun Ji Xuan, carrying wine and food, and knocked on the door of the low thatched house on that snowy winter night.

It was as if he saw the master and let himself be called a person.

It was as if I saw Shizun and the old man who had practiced qi for hundreds of years sitting and drinking each other.

It was as if I saw the master speak his worries and worries with great seriousness, the words that commented on his character flaws, and finally, the words that leaned on the table and begged the other party:

"If the sect is destroyed in the future, I hope that the senior brother can remember the old feelings and help one or two!"

Extinction...... Extinction......

Yi Jiufeng looked over there in a daze, only this sentence rumbled and echoed in his mind, as if it was thundering, and as if the master had come back to life, whispering in his ear.

In the silent air, Yi Jiufeng finally spit out two words:

"Uncle ......"

What the?

Yi Xiaohe was stunned, thinking that he had misheard.

The rest of the surrounding disciples were also stunned.

Uncle?

Is the boss calling that dry corpse? Uncle? That turned out to be the master's uncle? Calculate the year...... Hiss...... A thousand years ago, the generations seemed to be right.

But...... According to the tradition of the Great Dao Sect, after the head of the sect ascends the throne, he is the supreme of the sect, even in the face of the elders, and there is no need to judge by generation.

But the head of the family called him uncle, doesn't this mean that this person is the senior brother of Ji Xuan and Ji in charge?

After succeeding to the throne, he was also called by his seniority, which shows that this person must be extremely extraordinary, but the disciples who are familiar with the history of the sect can't recall the name "He Mu" anyway.

If he is really extraordinary, why hasn't he heard of it?

And, if it is extraordinary, how can you die alone in this barren mountain?

In the confusion, everyone seemed to forget that they were in a Jedi, and forgot the monster that kept gnawing and scratching outside the phantom of the White Tower.

"Xiaohe, help me up!"

Suddenly, Yi Jiufeng spoke.

Yi Xiaohe was stunned, although he didn't know, he still helped his father up, and immediately, Yi Jiufeng walked towards the small courtyard step by step, holding his injured body, and the rest of the disciples also followed blankly.

In a short time, the people came to the courtyard.

I saw Yi Jiufeng take a closer look at the dry corpse, as if he was seeking something, the audience was silent, and after a while, Yi Jiufeng shook his head bitterly, in his perception, although this dry corpse has not rotted for hundreds of years, it does not have any vitality.

He shook his head, laughing at himself in his heart, laughing at himself that he really had expectations for Shizun's words, a thousand years, even if Shizun is so amazing, he has only lived for five hundred years, where can this master survive for a thousand years?

Even if you live, what can you do? Do you want to look up to a Qi cultivation monk?

Eventually...... It's empty.

Yi Jiufeng sighed in his heart, and glanced at the dried corpse again, although he was no longer hopeful, he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of fate.

After thinking about it, he picked up the nameplate, put it on the ground in front of him, and immediately knelt on the ground, folded his hands, and saluted the dried corpse:

"Disturbed the uncle's sleep, I hope to forgive me, in the past, the master talked with you by candle and night, vividly, but I don't want to, this world is really called the master to say it, the battle of Kunhe, the defeat lies with me, the sect that was finally implicated was lost in the hands of Jiufeng, shameless to face the ancestors of the sect, and asked the master to inform the master under the nine springs, later, I will die in battle, and Jiufeng will personally bear the guilt!"

After that, Yi Jiufeng only heard a loud rumble overhead, and everyone looked up, the Supreme Treasure White Pagoda gave birth to countless cracks, which was precarious, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, and under the impact of the 100,000 demon clans, it shattered open!

The cold wind is blowing, and the barren mountains are whistling.

Yi Jiufeng stood up, lifted the long sword with his left arm, and tried to straighten his spine, giving birth to a decisive aura:

"As the head of the sect, today I implicated the lives of thousands of disciples of the sect and lost the mouth of the demon barbarian, it is my duty, this life is over, I only want to repay it in the next life!"

The remaining one hundred and ten disciples drew their long swords one after another, raised their swords to the sky, and shouted in unison: "Die for the sect, no regrets!" ”

When the voice fell, I heard the demon king's roar, and the 100,000 demon clan was about to fly down.

At this moment, thunder was born on the flat ground, electric snakes rolled in the sky, thunder gusted, and the wind blew, blowing the mountains silently, and the 100,000 demon clans were surprised.

Immediately, the earth shook violently, and the heavens and the earth changed color, as if something was about to break through the earth!

The demon king suddenly let out an uneasy roar, and Yi Jiufeng and the others also looked around in astonishment.

In the next second, I heard Yi Xiaohe shouting: "Look!! ”

When everyone heard the voice, they saw that behind them, under the ancient tree, countless cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of the "dry corpse", and in the cracks, a bright golden light erupted out, illuminating the mountains!!

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PS1: The protagonist who said yes appeared, well, as promised.

ps2: I can't think of a good chapter name, so I made do with this.