On the nameless hill next to Yushan, Li Xinghuan sacrificed to the tomb, which inadvertently caused a change and attracted masters from all walks of life.

The secret guards of the imperial court, the blood demons, gathered together and engaged in fierce confrontations.

The fierce battle is in full swing, and the mutation is born again.

A ghostly black shadow suddenly appeared, covering the sky and the sun, but in an instant, it disrupted the formations of the two sides, and floated away with Li Xinghuan, leaving everyone looking at each other.

"Junior, do you still want to fight?"

Ge Zhixuan's voice was slightly cold, his eyes flickered, and he seemed to retreat.

"The devil is evil, and everyone gets it!"

Nie Hanshan didn't raise his eyes, his will was as firm as iron, and he vowed to take down the rampant evil demons, and the long knife in his hand was cold.

"Presumptuous, the old man is really afraid of you!"

Ge Zhixuan was furious and lost his patience, since the other party was unwilling to stop here, why should he be afraid?

His hands turned red, and there was a faint smell of blood, and the void in front of him was condensed.

The four eyes were facing each other, and the cold light in their eyes was overflowing, like two cold lightning surging in the void.

Just as the two sides were about to start the war again, a deep shout came from afar, like thunder and thunder shook all directions.

"Yan Shen is here, where do the rats dare to be presumptuous at the feet of the Son of Heaven?"

The scarlet cloak was flying, the two golden flying fish on the sleeves were extremely eye-catching, the man hung a long knife at his waist, and his breath was condensed, pressing down towards Ge Zhixuan like Mount Tai.

"Withdraw!"

Ge Zhixuan's face changed drastically, without any hesitation, and after shouting, he immediately withdrew away, ignoring the disciples who were fighting with a group of secret guards.

The cold-blooded people in the Demon Gate are undoubtedly exposed.

"Are you okay to go, stay!"

A touch of sword light cut through the rain curtain, like a shocking light and shadow, spanning a distance of dozens of zhang, and slashed in front of Ge Zhixuan in an instant.

Ge Zhixuan's face changed, he gritted his teeth, and his red hands were so red that they seemed to drip blood, and slapped towards the knife light.

"Bloodless without a trace!"

The strongest magic skill of the Blood Transformation Sect faced a very amazing knife, and after a while, the victory and defeat were known, and the magic skill of the world was invincible to a sword, and a sword light slashed on Ge Zhixuan's chest, bringing a splash of blood.

"Retreat!"

Ge Zhixuan's face was hideous, but with the huge momentum brought by this knife, he withdrew and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes in the blink of an eye.

"The old guy is not very good, but his escape skills are good. ”

Yan Shen walked slowly, his face was calm, and he couldn't see joy or sorrow.

"What are you doing here?" Nie Hanshan frowned, looking unkind, "You don't need to meddle in this matter." ”

"Since I'm here, I naturally have my reasons. The man smiled lightly, disappreciative, "It's you, have you figured out how to explain to Lord Zhenfu?"

Nie Hanshan's eyes were cold, and the temperature around him seemed to drop a few points.

As we all know, the Dajing Dark Night Division is divided into two divisions, the north and the south.

In the south division, he is in charge of the criminal law, and outside the north division, he is in charge of killing.

The person who holds the seal of the north and south divisions is the first division of the town.

Both of them are under the control of the North Division, and the Lord Zhenfu in Yan Shen's mouth naturally refers to the current Beisi Zhenfu.

When it came to that one, even Nie Hanshan was in his heart.

The terrible one is so deep in the hearts of the people that no one can help but fear it.

"That's my business, I don't need you to worry about it!"

Nie Hanshan's gaze became more and more cold, and when he met Yan Shen's unwavering eyes, the atmosphere in the field suddenly became calm.

"Lord Qiqi, what should you do with these demons, and will they be sent to prison pending trial?"

At this moment, a colonel stepped forward and broke the stalemate between the two.

Nie Hanshan turned his head, only to see a group of demons who were all lost after Ge Zhixuan left, and under the encirclement of the secret guards brought by Yan Shen, they were defeated one after another, except for a few who escaped by luck, the rest of them were captured.

Nie Hanshan's eyes were cold, and the murderous intention appeared.

"Kill!"

Nie Hanshan glanced at Yan Shen coldly, a word popped out of his lips, his cloak flicked, and he turned to leave.

On the desolate hills, blood splattered and stained the robes red.

Yan Shen looked at Nie Hanshan's departing back, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't know what to think.

......

In a remote farmhouse at the foot of Jade Mountain, the sound of chickens and dogs is not heard, and there is a faint smell of blood wafting in the wind.

Ge Zhixuan sat on top of the farmer's earthen kang, his head full of blood and qi, like an evil demon crawling out of the Nine Shadows Purgatory.

And the owners of this farmhouse, a middle-aged couple, both fell at his feet, their bodies cold, and they had been dead for a long time.

He pressed his hands on top of their heads, and a trace of blood flowed down his palms into his dry body, and a layer of redness gradually appeared on his pale face.

"Who?"

Suddenly, Ge Zhixuan shouted violently, his eyes were like sharp swords, a wisp of qi was projected, the wooden door exploded, and two frightened figures appeared behind the door.

"It's you!"

Ge Zhixuan's face softened slightly, but a wisp of qi was always suspended above the heads of the two of them, and a single thought could destroy the vitality of the two of them.

"Why are you here?" asked Ge Zhixuan.

"Elder, our two brothers were ordered to explore the way, and they didn't want to be trapped by the trap, so they escaped with all their strength, and followed the mark left by the elder to ......."

The two of them trembled, and hurriedly told the truth of the matter, not daring to hide it in the slightest.

The moment he turned his head to the side, he revealed his true face, and it was the two black-clothed people who had been chasing Li Xinghuan before!

"According to what you say, that young man has a big secret hidden in him, and then he was captured by the mysterious person?" Ge Zhixuan sneered, "So you have been running around, there is no merit and hard work, and what happened before is not a crime of war, right?"

"Disciple doesn't dare!"

The two of them heard that Ge Zhixuan's tone was different, as if there was a murderous motive looming, their hearts trembled, and their bodies fell lower.

"Get up!"

Ge Zhixuan suddenly spoke, his tone was calm, and the thunderstorm closed in an instant, making the two of them a little confused.

Even so, the two of them still got up according to their words, they didn't dare to come out, they were covered in cold sweat, and their backs were all soaked.

"Do you know the purpose of my coming here?" said Ge Zhixuan softly.

The two of them were frightened, not knowing what their intentions were, they glanced at each other and said cautiously: "The disciple is stupid, please ask the elder to make it clear!"

Fortunately, Ge Zhixuan didn't seem to expect them to answer, so he didn't get angry, but said to himself, "The old man is here to invite a senior to come out of the mountain and participate in the great move together!"

The elders all have to call the existence of their predecessors, so who is that?

The two looked at each other and saw the blankness in each other's eyes.

"And your task is to find that person!" Ge Zhixuan continued, a gleam flashing in his eyes, "If you find him, the old man will no longer pursue your sins, and he can accept you as a personal disciple!"

Disciples?

A flash of fire flashed in the eyes of both of them at the same time, and their breathing became rapid.

"I don't know what that senior is called?"

"It's the mysterious person you've seen before, Kurong Ancestor!"

......

Between the mountains, a black shadow is like a ghost, and it is a distance of dozens of zhang in one step, leaving the mountains and ravines behind.

Li Xinghuan was like a puppet, held in his hand by a black shadow, unable to move.

A wisp of qi turned into the strongest chain in the world, sealing his limbs and bones.

The scenery around him is rapidly retreating, which is dazzling, and the mountain wind is strong, pouring into the mouth and nose, like a sharp knife tearing the chest.

was restrained all over his body, and Li Xinghuan had difficulty opening his mouth, so he could only grit his teeth and bear it.

And the black shadow didn't seem to notice Li Xinghuan's feelings, or didn't care at all, he just hurried away, and his speed was exerted to the extreme, as if he was avoiding someone's pursuit.

"Damn it, damn it!" the black shadow gritted his teeth, "Ancestor, I have been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, when did I end up in such a field?

Li Xinghuan couldn't help but be curious, the height of the black shadow's martial arts was already amazing, and what kind of situation was the mysterious person who could force him to such a field?

His eyes widened, and he looked behind him, trying to get a glimpse of the mysterious man's extraordinary demeanor, but at first glance there was nothing but a rapidly reversing and somewhat blurry scene.

He couldn't help but be a little suspicious, could it be that the black shadow was delirious, and the so-called being chased by a strong enemy was just a fantasy?

"That's it!" There was a sense of grievance in the voice of the black shadow, and the depression in his heart could be imagined, "I can't afford to provoke the ancestor, can't I still hide?

The black shadow seems to be ruthless, and the last thing he lacks in his cultivation so far is patience and determination.

The next moment, his speed increased again, and his speed was even higher than his speed, like a black lightning, speeding away into the distance.

The strong wind blew in his face, and the sky swirled in front of him, Li Xinghuan was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and he passed out.

Behind the two of them, a white figure slowly emerged, paused slightly, and continued to walk forward.

Step out, shrink the ground into inches, and the end of the world is close at hand.

......

When Li Xinghuan woke up, it was probably evening.

Rubbing his head, which was still a little dizzy, the memory gradually returned.

The wisps of qi that bound his body had disappeared and did not affect his movements, so he could still subconsciously look at the surrounding environment.

This is a dilapidated temple, in disrepair, cobwebs coiled, gusts of strange wind swaying the tattered windowsill, making a "crunch" sound, so not mad.

In the middle of the ruined temple, the statue of the god is covered with dust, and his face is unrecognizable, vaguely a true monarch of the Daomen.

- In fact, even if the statue is undamaged, with Li Xinghuan's knowledge, he may not be able to recognize it.

In the ruined temple, the fire is faint.

With his back to Li Xinghuan's direction, a figure sat in front of the bonfire, as if it had melted into nothingness, like a ghost.

As if sensing Li Xinghuan's awakening, the black shadow turned his head.

It was a thin old man, with a withered face, as if there was no flesh or blood, and his whole body was like a piece of dry wood.

But his eyes were unusually bright, his divine light was clear, and at a glance he looked like Mount Tai was on the top, giving Li Xinghuan a suffocating feeling.

"You...... Who is it, and what is the purpose of taking me captive?"

Li Xinghuan's pupils shrank, and he finally couldn't help but ask out loud.

The old man looked at him coldly, didn't speak for a long time, and suddenly spoke just when Li Xinghuan thought that the other party wouldn't pay attention to him.

"Old man, Kurong!" his voice was hoarse, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a strange smile, "As for the purpose, you will know soon." ”