Moonfall City.

After Lin Huang and the others got out of Wuchan Temple, they went all the way in the direction of Yin Yang Valley. Three days later, he appeared in Falling Moon City.

Looking at the ancient city tower, mottled and weathered, Lin Huang couldn't help but smile and touched the ring on his finger.

More than 200 years ago, Ye Wuchan and Xuanyuan Wuxiang worshipped here.

Later, the Yin Yang Valley broke out, and the Xuanyuan family entered the Eastern Spirit Realm in white clothes, and Ye Wuchan watched Mo Wuxian fight many martial marquis with his own eyes, and finally killed himself.

And in his ring, there is also Ye Wuchan's corpse.

"Find a place to rest!"

Lin Huang said to Lin Cangxue and Bai Xiaopang, and after a few days of driving, he had to eat something. Moreover, the three of them still don't know much about the current situation of the Eastern Spirit Realm.

After arriving at the restaurant, the three of them found a window seat.

In less than half an hour, I heard a lot of news.

Murong Yan broke through to become a fifth-level formation master, comparable to a powerhouse in the Martial King Realm.

Yin Yang Valley was born, and the seal has not yet been broken, but within a month, this murderous place that has existed for thousands of years will be in the world of cholera again.

The white-clothed soldier Saint Qin Xuance led millions of troops to besiege and kill the puppet army controlled by the blood crows in the Eastern Spirit Realm.

The countless armies under the command of Xuanyuan Mansion have taken over the garrisons of the major cities.

The Drifting Snow Palace Yan Zangfeng led the team and led the strong people in the palace to rush to the Yin Yang Valley.

A group of old guys who were locked up in Qianyin Valley rushed to the Yin Yang Valley.

The Heavenly Thunder Sect and the Wind and Rain Building disappeared.

In the restaurant, Lin Huang listened to one news after another that everyone was talking about, and his brows couldn't help but wrinkle deeper and deeper. Now Falling Moon City is quite peaceful, but the world outside has been turned upside down.

What Lin Huang didn't expect was that Qianyin Valley also dispatched Wuhou Ancestor to Yin Yang Valley.

As for Lei Zong and Fengyulou that day, I am afraid that they have already hid and protected themselves.

Through the window, Lin Huang looked at the sky outside, and his heart was a little heavy for some reason. Until now, I am still in a trance, and the catastrophe of this Eastern Spirit Realm has really come.

I don't know how many people have died.

Qin Xuance led millions of troops to resist the puppet army, but I don't know if he could resist it? In the face of Song Zhimou, the leader of the puppet army, will the latter plant a big heel like in his previous life.

Is the Bactria Dynasty well?

Until this time, Lin Huang didn't know that Lin Beichen had already left the Great Xia Dynasty and re-became the unparalleled commander on the battlefield.

Sonorous ......

Just as Lin Huang was pondering, the sound of swords colliding suddenly sounded on the street outside the restaurant, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Lin Huang stared at it, and saw a ragged boy on the street, running wildly. The robes on top and bottom of his body had already been torn, revealing shocking wounds.

The boy fled while fighting, looking very difficult, and his body was constantly bleeding, and he was almost unable to support it.

Behind the young man, there were several purple-clothed young men, who also looked a little embarrassed, but they looked a lot more arrogant. stared at the boy, full of banter.

Lin Huang suddenly frowned.

Those purple-clothed youths, Lin Huang could see it at a glance, and they were obviously from the Heavenly Thunder Sect. Everyone has a half-step Tianyuan realm.

And the young man who was covered in scars was difficult to see the calendar, but he only had the strength of the Earth Yuan Five Heavens. It's a miracle that he has been able to hold on to it until now.

"Boy, where can you flee to? What can you do as an Earth Yuan Warrior?"

A purple-clothed young man chased after the young man and laughed, "Of the twenty-seven people who were sent out of your group, you are the only one left, what are you still struggling with?"

"Even if you escape, who can you turn to for help?"

The purple-clothed young man pressed the young man step by step, his eyes were full of mockery, "It's better to kneel at the feet of this son, join my Heavenly Thunder Sect, and leave you with your life!"

As the words fell, the purple-clothed young man led by him stabbed the young man with another sword, penetrating the latter's shoulder bone.

The young man's body covered in blood shook and staggered. However, those eyes were like a wolf. Gritting his teeth, stubbornly holding his bones, he stared at the people of the Heavenly Thunder Sect.

The purple-clothed boy led by him smiled softly, becoming more and more proud, "This son has walked you for ten miles, and it's really boring." Since you don't want to be my son's dog, there's no need for it to exist!"

"Kill him!"

With a wave of his arm, the purple-clothed boy ordered everyone behind him to do it.

On the street, the bloodied young man trembled and stood unsteadily. His eyes were full of despair, but he was full of hatred, looking at the people who were attacking, he suddenly yelled with indignation:

"Snow drifting in the world!"

With a fall, the faces of the people of the Heavenly Thunder Sect suddenly changed, and they retreated their moves, staring at the young man in front of them with a little vigilance. But seeing that the young man was holding a long sword in his hand, he could only stand firmly, and there was no snow drifting in the void, obviously he was tricked by the young man who was about to die.

Thinking of this, everyone's faces were full of shame and anger, and their eyes were murderous.

Together with the purple-clothed boy who was the leader, he was a little colder.

Then, the crowd went to kill the boy again.

"Snow drifting in the world!"

In the void, suddenly there was a sound of 'snow drifting in the world'.

The people of the Heavenly Thunder Sect laughed fiercely, staring sarcastically at the dying young man. Can you fool them once, or can you fool them a second time?

It's really mentally retarded!

However, just as the words in the void fell, the disciple of the Heavenly Thunder Sect, who had taken the lead in rushing towards the young man, let out a miserable scream, and exploded violently, turning into a cloud of blood mist and no bones remained.

The faces of the people of the Heavenly Thunder Sect suddenly changed.

The sudden change was something they had never foreseen. Could it be that the young man in front of him has really practiced into a snow drifting world?

But this young man, who was only an outer disciple of the Drifting Snow Palace, how could he repair such a superb martial art.

And the young man on the street was also extremely excited at the moment, and his body trembled a little. The latter raised his face covered with blood, looked up, and saw a snow-white figure suddenly floating down from the window of the restaurant on the side of the street.

With a bang, the figure landed beside him.

"What's your name?"

On the street, Lin Huang helped the miserable boy and asked calmly.

From the moment this young man shouted 'Snow Drifting World', Lin Huang knew that the latter was from the Drifting Snow Palace and should be counted as his junior brother.

"First ...... Chief Senior Brother!"

Looking at the savior who suddenly appeared, and the extremely familiar appearance, the young man was suddenly extremely excited, his body trembled, and two lines of hot tears instantly slipped down his face, and he choked up:

"I ...... My name is Fang ...... Fang Wufang, I am a disciple of the Outer Gate Yellow Academy!"

Looking at the excited but somewhat helpless young man in front of him, Lin Huang smiled, "You take a rest, and leave the rest to Senior Brother!"

(End of chapter)