Whoa, the danger is high! The difficulty of Shu Road is difficult to go to the blue sky!

The beginning of a difficult sentence in Shu shows that the danger of Shangshu Mountain is difficult to go to the blue sky!

But...

That's just for the average person.

People often say that fire and water are ruthless, but they don't know that the most ruthless thing in the world is time.

The Shushan faction, located on the top of the mountains of Shudi, was once a thousand years ago, but now the Shushan faction that was once beautiful is gradually declining, leaving only a few hundred disciples, and now the head of the sect is only in the middle of the merger... and the Shushan faction, which was once prosperous and famous, is simply like a world,

Blue lining, gray-white robe, wearing a blue-and-white striped half-shoulder robe, wearing a crown of hair and starry eyebrows, a young man with a righteous face rushed into the Shushan Hall in a panic. Before arriving at Qingxu, the young man knelt down on one knee and said anxiously:

"Division... Master... Single... Shan Chunqiu brought people up the mountain! ”

"What!"

I saw that on the first seat of the Shushan Palace, the old Dao, who had white hair and was wearing a blue-gray Taoist robe, stood up suddenly, his ruddy face was furrowed, and he walked to the young man to help him up, and the old Taoist said in a condensed voice: "Yun Yin, what happened!" Why did Shan Chunqiu attack Shu...... uh..."

Looking at the young man with a righteous face in front of him, Qingxu was completely speechless, just because the young man's hand had already penetrated his chest and penetrated into his ruins.

"Uh... You..... You... You're not Yunyin! ”

As a blood-stained palm was slowly withdrawn, Qingxu Dao Chang's whole person softened, and the blood at the corner of his mouth dripped to the ground, instantly staining the ground red.

"You guessed it, old thing! Pity.... It's late! ”

The young man who was originally full of righteousness had a hideous face at this time, and kicked Qingxu with a cruel smile, and the young man looked thoughtfully at the small box in his palm.

"Hahaha.... Yun Ping, well done! ”

Rampant laughter came from outside the hall, but the sound of kung fu had reached Yun Fei for a moment, and he saw a blue-white gray-lined gray coat with a white short coat and a cape

The middle-aged man with white eyebrows and beard appeared in front of Yun Fei, reached out and took the small box in Yun Fei's hand, Shan Chunqiu patted Yun Fei's shoulder, and laughed: "Hahaha... Yun Ping, well done! When I go back, I will show you that the Holy Monarch will remember you!" ”

Shaking off the blood stains on his hands, Yun Fei clasped his fists with both hands and said to Shan Chunqiu: "Thank you for the cultivation of the Single Protector, Yun Fei does not dare to take credit, I only hope that the Single Protector will be able to show the Holy Monarch when the Holy Monarch dominates the world in the future, and let the Holy Monarch lend the Compassion Sword to Yun Fei for use." ”

Seeing that Yun Fei knew how to advance and retreat, and patted the fart who killed Qianmo a little, the smile on Shan Chunqiu's face was even more obvious: "Don't worry, this seat will definitely tell the Holy Monarch about you, and I believe that when the Holy Monarch rules the world, he will definitely lend you the Sword of Compassion!" Hahahaha...."

Waving his hand to put away the small box, Shan Chunqiu laughed and walked out of the hall.

........

At the same time, thousands of miles away in the island of Changliuxian.

The golden glazed roof, the white jade carved wall, the four thick jade pillars stand in the four corners, the lifelike five-clawed dragon is carved on it, and the three people in the glorious long stay hall stand quietly.

Bai Zihua, who was dressed in a white robe, looked at a "mirror" in front of him expressionlessly, and Mo Yan and Sheng Xiaomo also quietly looked at the image in the "mirror".

The three of them looked at a bloody scene of battle in the mirror... No, it should be said that it was a one-sided massacre, I saw a group of people in black robes and hideous masks on their faces in the mirror slaughtering a group of people wearing white Taoist robes, as if they had no power to resist, the parties in the style of white Taoist robes fell one after another, bright red blood stained the ground, stumps and broken arms were everywhere, bright red gradually converged into a small "stream" and slowly flowed into the distance, wailing, begging for mercy, cursing, laughter.... All kinds of sounds came out of the mirror, as if they were blocked by something when they were transmitted to the outside of the hall, all kinds of sounds filled with the golden and brilliant Changliu Hall, the figures standing quietly, the glorious hall, all kinds of noisy sounds, and the glorious Changliu Hall gradually covered with a layer of oppressive atmosphere.....

"The Seven Killing Demons are really hateful! Zihua, we must not allow the Seven Killing Hall to slaughter righteous people like this, no, I have to go to support! ”

A thick male voice with a thick anger sounded, Mo Yan flicked his sleeves and walked towards the outside of the hall, he was going to support Shushan, he couldn't watch Shushan being destroyed, and he couldn't watch the demons of the Seven Killing Hall be so rampant under his nose.

"Senior brother!"

A flat voice without the slightest emotion sounded, Bai Zihua opened his mouth to stop Mo Yan, who was walking outside the hall, waved his hand to disperse the Xuanguang technique, and the hall suddenly fell silent.

"Senior brother, you can't go!"

A complicated color flashed in his eyes, Bai Zihua was still expressionless, just staring at Mo Yan quietly: "Senior brother, now that you have recovered from your injuries, and now you have a great momentum of seven kills, this time it is Shan Chunqiu who leads the team, I am afraid you are not an opponent!" ”

With a long sigh, the complex color in Bai Zihua's eyes was even stronger, especially thinking of the master's expectations for himself, Bai Zihua slowly turned around, his expression was more complicated, and he felt guilty and a hint of joy in his heart.

"Senior brother.... Let's just wait and see what happens! ”

A hint of firmness flashed in his eyes, and Bai Zihua's face returned to calm, "The purpose of the Seven Killings of Shu Mountain must be for the artifact, how can this not be our chance?" ”

Bai Zihua, who was originally inspirational to help the right way in the world and protect the peace of the eight directions, has changed a lot recently, and has been defeated by Ningyang one after another, Bai Zihua's former conceit is long gone, and now looking at the chain of tethered sky, one of the top ten artifacts destroyed in Shushan, Bai Zihua's heart is both unbearable, and there is a trace of stealing joy, unbearable because Shushan was destroyed, and they have one less ally in the right way, and the stealing joy is because.... Artifact! As long as you collect all the artifacts of the ten directions, you can open the ruins and release the power of the desolation, and the power of the desolation can make people ......

The divine sense probed into the ruins, and Bai Zihua's heart instantly settled down, only to see a small blue-green tripod and a harp floating up and down in the ruins....

What if Shushan is destroyed? What if the artifact was taken away? He now has two artifacts on him! Now that Shushan has been destroyed, he just uses this as an excuse to collect the artifacts of various factions! As long as he Bai Zihua obtains the power of the desolation, it is only an easy matter to break through the Ten Heavens, not to mention the Seven Killing Palace, even if it is that person, he may be able to defeat it!

"Sub-painting.... You... Ay.... Sub-draw, you've changed! ”

Sighing deeply, Mo Yan looked at the Baizi painting with some disappointment, the first Baizi painting in the world..... The once and present righteous white paintings.... That has long since changed.

"Senior brother! Senior brother also has a hard time! Have you forgotten the man? Have you forgotten what happened that day? ”

The jade flute in his hand was slowly inserted back into his waist, Sheng Xiaomo pulled Mo Yan who was walking outside the hall, his handsome face was full of complicated colors, Sheng Xiaomo also knew that the white painting had changed now, but he knew the horror of that giant palm! Especially the owner of that giant palm is also involved in killing Qianmo, under such pressure, it is not surprising that Bai Zihua has changed, if it were him, I am afraid he would not be able to stand it for a long time!

“！！！！！”

Touching the hideous scar on his face, Mo Yan's eyes flashed with hatred: "Of course I remember!" ”

Sighing slowly, Mo Yan calmed down and walked to Bai Zihua's side: "Zihua, do whatever you want!" Senior brother will not care anymore, as long as you think it is right, senior brother will always be on your side! ”