A few months later, a group of several people arrived.

The leader is a man who is not a man or a woman, saying that he is a man, but he has a face that is more beautiful than most women, saying that he is a woman, but his voice is extremely hoarse, with an unpleasant sharp sound, and there is a faint Adam's apple in his throat, but his face is white and beardless, and his hands are as white and silky as a woman.

Wait until you reach Wangsheng Cliff, cross the swamp, pass through the miasma, and enter the dungeon.

The rest of the black-hearted men fell to their knees after this man came.

The man also saw the coffin and spiritual seat of the black-hearted old man in the underground palace.

The coffin is made of marble, and it is located in the underground palace.

Seeing all this, the man chuckled a few times, and there was a black-hearted person beside him who told him what happened a few months ago, and told him about Zhuo Bufan's appearance and physical signs.

After hearing this, the man seemed to be a little impatient, beckoned, and one of the people who came with him took the black-hearted man down and went to a secret room to draw an extraordinary appearance.

The man looked at the coffin and the spiritual seat of the black-hearted old man.

He stepped forward and just looked at it, as if he had encountered something funny, and suddenly burst out laughing.

His laughter was not like his, but with a feminine tactfulness, and he covered it with his sleeves, and Qianqianyu pursed his lips with his hands.

Suddenly, he slapped the coffin.

& sound, the coffin board was opened, and the coffin board in hundreds of catties was opened so easily.

He stepped forward and looked at the body of the black-hearted old man inside.

Obviously, the body of the black-hearted old man had obviously been preserved by the black-hearted doorman, and after a few months, it still looked like he had just died, but the clothes and blood stains on his body had been dried up.

The man began to laugh again, but it creeped out to everyone who heard it in the dungeon.

I only heard him whisper: "Brother Yan, I will avenge you." ”

Then he looked at Cui Feng in the coffin on the side, and looked at Cui Feng, his eyes were a little wrong, a little doting, a little gentle, and a little loving.

After watching it for a while, he made a move, stroked Cui Feng's bloodless face with some trembling, and whispered in a voice that others couldn't hear: "Feng'er, don't worry, I will avenge you, the only bloodline of my Cui family will be cut off, and I will definitely not be worthy of the ancestors of the Cui family, and I am even more sorry for your mother." ”

The more he spoke, the more gentle his tone became, the more loving he became, but a trace of blood and tears slowly flowed from his eyes.

& I will make Xian Xue the holy daughter of my Holy Sect, I will make her life worry-free, and I will kill the person who killed you to take revenge. ”

This is the person who just brought the black-hearted man to the portrait of Hua Zhuo.

It is better to say that it is a painting, it is better to go directly to get it, and the people of the Black Heart Gate have already painted the portrait of Zhuo Bufan, waiting for this day.

> Ancestor, the portrait has been taken. ”

The man turned around, only to see a bloody tear on his face, as well as his red eyes at this time, which really made people feel a little hairy.

This ancestor took the portrait in his hands and stared at Zhuo Bufan in the painting, he seemed to penetrate time and space, and met Zhuo Bufan's eyes.

&Is it him? ”

&It's him, Ancestor. ”

The black-hearted man just now hurriedly said.

The old ancestor put away the portrait, and then looked at the corpses of Cui Feng and the black-hearted old man.

In the middle of the ring, he turned away without hesitation.

The black-hearted people in the dungeon all breathed a sigh of relief, this sunflower ancestor is the existence they are most afraid of, I heard that it is the same age as the black-hearted old man of the door owner, but although this person is older and black-hearted, he can see his age at all, and he doesn't know whether it is a man or a woman, plus he is also black-hearted, everyone is really afraid.

However, when Sunflower Ancestor was about to walk out of the dungeon, his subordinates did not follow.

And from inside the dungeon from time to time there were screams.

Just because the Sunflower Ancestor said a word just now, the people from the Sunflower Palace who he brought were killed by the people of the Black Heart Gate.

That sentence is: "My son is dead, my brother is gone, the only male in my Cui family has no blood, what's the use of leaving you." ”

Then his attendants slaughtered these black-hearted people.

What shocking news this is, Cui Feng is not the son of the black-hearted old man, but the son of the Sunflower Ancestor, and the black-hearted old man is his own brother.

The Sunflower Ancestor, the head of the ten elders of the Demon Sect, turned out to be surnamed Cui, no one knew the news, and even very few people in the Demon Sect knew about it, and the Demon Sect Leader Brother Tongtian was one.

No one knows how crazy this old devil will be because of the death of his son.

The Sunflower Ancestor went crazy, but even the four major Guardian Dharma Kings did not dare to provoke easily.

And Zhuo Bufan didn't know that he had provoked such a person, so that such a madman was worried.

But don't say that he doesn't know, even if he does, Zhuo Bufan probably won't care.

And Zhuo Bufan doesn't have time to care now.

It's just because at this time he encountered the biggest opponent and crisis in this life.

Sunflower Ancestor waited outside, looking at Wangsheng Cliff, somehow gave birth to a strong desire to destroy, he knew that his state of mind was broken at this time, but he did not suppress it, even if it was broken, he was even more terrifying at this time.

After a while, several of his men came out.

Standing respectfully behind Sunflower Ancestor, he said, "Ancestor, everything has been dealt with." ”

& Clean? Sunflower Ancestor's voice was still like that, but his tone was not salty or light, and he was very indifferent.

& Leave no one! ”

& That's it! ”

After speaking, the Sunflower Ancestor took one last look at the Wangsheng Cliff.

Then he slammed his palm at the door of the dungeon, followed by several blows.

Suddenly, the place he hit began to collapse.

In the end, the entire entrance to the dungeon was buried by the collapsed stones.

> Since you are incompetent, then give my brother and my son a martyr's burial! ”

With these few attacks, Sunflower Ancestor felt that the depression in his chest had eased a lot, and if he didn't kill Zhuo Bufan, he couldn't let go of the hatred in his heart for a day.

Then Sunflower Ancestor left with a few of his men.

Since then, the Demon Sect has lost a black-hearted gate, and Wangsheng Cliff has truly become a Jedi, without people.

And what about Zhuo Bufan?

It is said that when he left Wangsheng Cliff a few months ago, his left hand was slightly cracked.

He spent the night in a nearby town and went to the infirmary.

The next day we departed for another place.

Then he changed places in a few days, and he was still slowly recuperating from the injuries on his hands.

Fortunately, the injury on his hand was not very serious.

Until one day, after the bone crack in his left hand was completely healed, he went all the way to the Tianshan Mountain.

After seeing the black-hearted old man's black-hearted fist technique, he wanted to see the martial arts of the Demon Sect King Shura Sword King, whose martial arts were even higher.

See if the sword in his hand is sharp or the sword in his own hand is fast.