A few days later, Hailu and dozens of others returned to the east and reported everything that happened in the Lonely Mountain to the sect master Ye Xiaoye, who was furious. That night, the entire Cloud Sect was covered in countless sword lights. At dawn on the second day, the sect master said to the entire Cangyun Sect, "Then let's start fighting." He also sent an envoy to the southern Taiqing Xuanmeng, intending to persuade this large sect that was united by many small factions in the south to join the anti-orphan camp. Half a day had just passed, and a young man staggered outside the Tiangu City of the Xuanmeng General Alliance.

The young man said, "I am Qingyunguan...... Quickly ......" and then fainted.

Three days later, the young man finally woke up and uttered the first words: "The Lonely Mountain is going to provoke a war." ”

Several division commanders of Qingyunguan asked, "Why are you so seriously injured?" Is it the people in Gushan who did it?"

The young man's face was as white as paper, and he nodded slightly.

"What about Senior Brother Breaking Wind and Senior Brother Lone Shadow?"

The young man said sadly: "The two uncles died under their swords in order to save me. ”

"Did the people of Lonely Mountain do it?"

"The disciple saw it very true, and he was indeed a person from the lonely mountain. ”

......

The leader of the Northern Xiao Alliance of Tiangu City immediately smashed the table in front of him, and said angrily: "The lonely mountain is too deceitful!"

Everyone was too frightened to say anything more. At this time, the envoy of the Cloud Sect stepped forward and said: "With all due respect, the Gushan Sect has been established for a hundred years, and although the three major sword sects on the mainland have been established in recent years, Gushan thinks that he is the first, and has never put our Yun Sect and your Xuanmeng in his eyes. Today he dared to kill the young cultivator genius of your sect, and tomorrow he might dare to invade the land of your sect. In that case, why don't our two factions join forces to strike first?"

Bei Xiao said: "Ye Xiaoye's sect master's will?"

The messenger said, "What I convey to Your Excellency below is the will of our sect master. ”

Bei Xiao hesitated slightly, "If war really breaks out, then the pattern of the continent is bound to be chaotic." Not to mention what kind of attitude the Northern Regions and the Western Desolate Heavenly Xuanmen have, if the demons of the Perimeter take this opportunity to counterattack the continent, what should they do?"

The envoy said: "Although the Northern Regions and the Western Desolate Heavenly Xuanmen do not belong to my sword line, they can be persuaded to join our camp. As for the remnants of the demon clan who are not in the perimeter, they were greatly injured in the last war, and it will be difficult to recover within a hundred years, how dare they come to counterattack the continent?"

Two days later, the Taiqing Xuanmeng decided to join the camp of killing orphans.

The two factions also sent envoys to the Western Wilderness, Kunshan, Tianxuanmen and the Northern Regions to lobby.

The Northern Regions maintained a neutral attitude. And the Yin and Yang families of Tianxuanmen also joined the camp under the pretext of Lu Maomao's death a few days ago.

The situation on the mainland has become confusing.

In the last period of late spring, the three factions gathered their forces and embarked on the road of crusading against Gushan.

......

Lonely Mountain Mirror Lake.

The surface of the lake is calm like a clean and dustless mirror. The grass and trees around the lakeside are verdant, full of spring, and the scenery is infinite.

Gui Ziyu put his hands behind his back, looked into the depths of the center of the lake, and said, "What do you think?"

"Not bad, you know I like quiet days. "The sound is coming from the deepest part of the lake.

"Soon, the lonely mountain will not be the lonely mountain, and it will not be your lonely mountain. The ballad said coldly.

"I don't think the other three elders will agree. The voice at the bottom of the lake said.

"So you're thinking too simply. Gui Ziyu sneered and said: "You have been the head of the house for ten years, and you are still so naïve." ”

"So I can't understand you. The voice at the bottom of the lake said.

"You never will. Gui Zi Yu turned around and continued: "The lonely mountain will never be recovered, and you will step into this abyss. ”

"I believe that tomorrow the sun will still be shining. ”

"I hope so. ”

Tomorrow there is no sunshine, the air is a little dull and cloudy.

Lightning flashed in the clouds at the top of the peaks of the Lonely Mountain, followed by a few thunderous roars, but no rain came.

Until the evening, the sky is full of remnant sun.

The remnant sun is like blood.

The disciples of the Lonely Mountain had not seen such a bright red dusk scene for a long time, and the disciples who practiced the sword hard in the Sword Trial Forest or the Yanwu Hall didn't seem to care too much about what this scene of the sky was portending, and they ignored it and still practiced the sword.

Mr. Shuge, Li Qingyi, stood on a certain peak with a scroll in his hand, and he didn't know what to think of when he saw the bloody sky.

In one of the caves, a young man walked out with a large scythe on his back......

On a sheep intestine path in the most remote part of the lonely mountain, a boy about eleven or twelve years old rode a goat, held a sunflower in his arms, and shouted a ram to the top of the mountain.

A man jumped out of a dry well under the Suzaku Palace, and that man was unkempt and unkempt, like a wild man.

The little maid Su Xiaoling looked at the sky and said, "The sky is so beautiful." ”

Miss Mo said indifferently: "Yes." ”

......

At the very edge of the continent, there is an ice wilderness, which stretches for thousands of miles, and the endless line is covered with ice and snow.

The most boundary of the ice wilderness is the vast Honghai, and at the other end of the Honghai is a small land called the Boundary.

At this time, a young man waited by an ice rock, carefully watching the growth of the plant in the crack of the stone.

This plant is dark all over, drills buds in the morning, blooms at noon, and breaks fruit at dusk, which is a demon seed.

It's twilight.

The top of the plant was already bearing a basin-sized fruit, crumbling. After a while, the fruit cracked a crack, as if something was struggling out, and then after a while, a black object popped out of the fruit, like the size of a three-year-old child, with six limbs and seven orifices, no different from a human, but the whole body was gloomy.

The demon seed shook his head, like a child who had just woken up, stretched his muscles and bones, yawned, and then looked at the ice and snow world in front of him with a pair of turquoise eyes, and said in a shrill voice: "Hello, world. ”

However, after saying this, he noticed the young man next to the ice stone.

The boy drew his sword and said, "You say, 'Goodbye, world' is appropriate." ”

The demon seed cried, "You can't do this! I'm still a child!"

The young man's sword is unsheathed.

Dusk was stained with blood, and so was the boy's sword.

It's just that the color of the blood on the sword is black.

The demon seed died soon after being born under the young man's sword, and then the god was destroyed and turned into a dark green soul fire that dissipated between heaven and earth.

The boy picked up his sword and walked forward. Xu had been adrift in this ice wilderness for a long time, his clothes were a little shabby, and his extremely handsome face was tired, and he continued to move forward. He is the exorcist of the Ice Waste.

The sword under the setting sun was stained with the blood of the setting sun, so it became a little bright red.

He stopped and stared at the horizon, and then was amazed to find that at the very edge of the Ice Wilderness, thousands of black plants grew on the shore of the Honghai.

The boy walked away with his sword.