Sitting alone on the Light Cloud Hall and drinking tea for a few hours, the sky was slowly darkening.

Ziyi looked at the sky and knew that it was time.

Outside, a gust of wind suddenly rolled up in the flat ground, blowing the copper bells on the eaves tinkling, Ziyi refilled the teapot with water, the tea has not been drunk, and then drink the last brew.

"Shenjun is so spirited! I drank tea here calmly! I only heard a sound like a bell falling from the sky, the person who came was wearing a golden chain mail, with two whiskers on his mouth, and a Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand, Zi Yi didn't need to look up, he knew that the person who came was Yan Seventeen.

This god of war is not an ordinary god of war, there has been this person since the desolation of heaven and earth, with a pair of bare hands to fight all over the three realms invincible hands, was accepted by the former god Cangtian Emperor, made countless meritorious contributions, and was later named the god of war.

After the death of Shencang, he was subdued by Yaotian, ranking first among the gods of Haotian, and he was called the god of war, and he was really the first fierce general under Xiaotian.

Zi Yi knew that Yaotian had sent him because he really didn't leave a way for himself to live.

That's it!

He drank the last cup of tea, stretched his waist and stood up, and said to Yan Zhanshen, "How about we find a place far away to do it?" Don't ruin my Danxia Mountain. ”

Yan Qiqi glanced at him, and said in his heart: Your own realm is quite concerned, how can you cut other people's peaks into a mess? No one wants to put this!

Thinking in his heart, he was embarrassed to say it, so he only asked, "Then where are we going?" ”

Zi Yi walked out and waved his sleeves: "No Zhoushan." ”

Not Zhoushan? It's a good place for fighting. Yan Qiqi and Zi Yi came out, stood in the open space and beckoned to the air.

Boy! The air was full of people, capable immortals from all walks of life, leading dogs, driving cars, riding mounts, waving flags, and •••••• wielding knives, all of whom came to fight anyway.

With hundreds of enemies against one, who won't fight this battle? If you really can't do it, you will rush up and hack him to death with a knife, who wouldn't? So a lot of young people are gearing up.

Zi Yi and Yan Seventeen walked quickly in front, followed by a large group of people in the back, all riding the clouds and the wind, and rushed towards Buzhou Mountain.

When he arrived at Buzhou Mountain, Ziyi chose a mountain top to stand on.

Yan Seventeen also stood on the top of another mountain.

The team also found a higher hill, and all the hula people set up a formation.

Zi Yi suddenly said: "I know that you are determined to catch me today." ”

Yan Seventeen nodded.

Ziyi said again: "I don't want to run." Actually, you don't need so many people. ”

Yan Qiqi smiled, but the smile was a little ugly.

Zi Yi looked at the pile of people and said to Yan Zhanshen, "If you hadn't come, none of those people would have been able to go back." ”

Yan Seventeen was silent.

The group of hot-blooded young men on the hill couldn't stand it anymore, and someone shouted: "Single-handed! There's a kind of heads-up! ”

Zi Yi ignored them and said to Lao Yan: "You and I have a lot of connections, but you have never had a chance to excel, today, I will try before I am tortured!" ”

Yan Qiqi made a stunned expression, and then expressed his joy when he heard it.

In fact, he really didn't know what Zi Yi meant when he said that the two of them were quite related?

Do it, do it, why do you do so much?

Yan Seventeen's hand flickered, and the golden halberd danced.

Zi Yi stretched out his hand, and a bronze long sword was firmly held in his hand.

The gods and immortals on the other side of the mountain all waved their flags enthusiastically and shouted, and the two gods were inseparable.

Ziyi's long sword is known for its lightness, and Yan Seventeen's painted halberd is suitable for horseback combat, which is slightly bulky.

But what kind of person is Yan Seventeen, who is so impenetrable that Zi Yi's long sword can't attack it for a while.

Gradually, a wall of qi was formed around the two people, and this wall of qi was like a circular sphere surrounding them in the middle, and any object hitting this wall of air would produce a strong counter-force, which was because the two people in the competition had extremely deep internal forces.

This vicious fight lasted for a day and a night, and it was not equal.

Those who watched the battle simply sat on the rocks and watched.

At this time, the two of them no longer used their weapons to fight, so they sat cross-legged on the top of their respective mountains, luck, the two big balls collided frequently, and if they crashed, the sky would fall apart.

The people watching the battle over there are also experts, knowing that this time it is quite dangerous, you live and die in an instant, no one dares to squeak, and they all hold their breath and watch the battle there. There are even people who are ready to run away at any time, in case these two balls are broken, and the residual power of the diffusion shocks themselves, it is also very powerful, this is the master of the masters, and it really has to be guarded against.

At this critical moment, a person suddenly descended on top of Yan Seventeen's head, and everyone knew that the top of Yan Seventeen's head was a dead hole.

This man was dressed in a fluttering garment, and he was a woman.

I saw that she was holding a long sword in her hand, and she stabbed at Yan Seventeen regardless of it. When her sword pierced Lao Yan's qi wall, she saw that the sword was plated red, as if it had been stored in a furnace.

Everyone was stunned at this moment, and this person's internal strength was not ordinary! Otherwise, how could he pierce Lao Yan's protective sphere.

Especially Yan Qiqi, she is directly stupid, she wants my life! I can't do it yet!

What two masters are afraid of competing for internal strength is to stir up such a situation, this kind of lose-lose style of play, who would dare to do this?!

Hearing a loud bang, Zi Yi and Yan Seventeen's talisman spheres burst, Yan Seventeen had a sword on his body, Zi Yi stood up and quickly went to find the woman.

This woman desperately saved him, it was none other than the Nine Heavens Xuannu.

Xuannu was injured too badly, dying, only one breath left, she saw Ziyi, her eyes showed joy, and said intermittently: "I have been waiting for you at the inn for ••••••, •••••• can't wait, I heard that you went to Kunlun, ••••••and I didn't know •••••• until I arrived in Kunlun, fortunately, I came in time to ••••••." ”

Ziyi hugged her and cried into tears.

"Don't cry•••••• I'm going to die•••••• I love you so ••••••, you know? Xuannu raised her hand and wiped his tears with difficulty.

"I know •••••••, I know."

"The •••••• years with you have been the happiest day •••••• my life."

Ziyi held her hand: "I'll take you away, I can cure you." ”

"No••••••," Xuannu shook her head: "In the next life, I want to be a nun •••••• and •••••••••••• practice well in front of the Buddha." I don't •••••• love •••••• anymore, this lover •••••• not good! As he spoke, his hand fell, he lost his strength, and he died.

"Xuannu!" Ziyi cried.

At that moment, a shiny thing fell from the sky, covering the two of them underneath.

And outside the cover, the god of war Yan Seventeen had the sword that hit the vital point in his body, and he had already tried his best and was dying.

Seeing that they had succeeded in holding the Qin prisoner, those immortals hurriedly ran over from the mountain, and when these old men arrived, Yan Seventeen was already dead.

Zi Yi Wu hugged the Xuannu in the golden cover and cried bitterly.

What can I do •••••• this?

We won't use this cover, we can only leave the prisoners and guards, let's go back and report to the Emperor, saying that the key culprit who overthrew Kunlun has been taken.

Yes, hurry up and report the news to reassure the Emperor of Heaven. And what about the god of war?

Carry it back!

Several people were assigned and assigned, a group of people left behind to guard the prisoners, and a group of people carried Yan Seventeen's corpse, and these people hurriedly returned to the heavenly court to report the news.

Ziyi cried for a while, what to do with the Xuannu in her arms?

I had to bury it on the spot!

He dug a pit with his bare hands in the cover, digging little by little, and the fingernails that he dug straight fell off, and his ten fingers were all covered with blood.

Ziyi couldn't care about those. When it was dark, he dug a deep pit that could put one person, and arranged her clothes and hair for the Xuannu, so he put her in.

Just buried and filled, made a tall earthen steamed bun, Zi Yi was sitting next to the mound picking the mud on his nails, and the young Qin arrived.

He recited his will majestically, let Ziyi be locked on the spot, locked Ziyi at the bottom of Buzhou Mountain, did not provide food and drink, locked him for at least 3,000 years, and waited for 3,000 years later, depending on the mood of the Emperor of Heaven to decide whether to let him out.

This chain of lock Ziyi is not an ordinary chain, this is the divine gold chain used by the lock god, and no blade can cut it. And it gets bigger as the bones get bigger, and it shrinks as the bones shrink, and if you want to take your hands out with the bone shrinking method, it will only tie you tighter.

Therefore, the locked immortals can only bear it with peace of mind, if the emperor thinks of you one day, maybe there will be a day when he goes out, if he can never remember, then stay honestly!

Ziyi is not the first great god to be crushed under the Buzhou Mountain, once in ancient times, Chiyou and Gonggong were also detained here.

He was handcuffed to long chains on his hands and feet, and the other end of the chain was fastened to the Ugin Divine Iron, and there was no way to escape.

It's good to drip a little water on the rock all year round, otherwise, you won't even have to drink saliva.

How did I get to where I am today?!

Zi Yi frowned, thinking there: I was still a guest in the Yaohua Palace the day before yesterday, and today •••••• became a prisoner with no one to take care of, whose fault is this?

Qixia.

Ziyi suddenly laughed: Qixia, it's not all because of you!

For your sake, I do.

In fact, I've really always wanted to find such a place to be quiet. Quietly, just one person, as well as heaven and earth.

No, I don't even have heaven and earth here, and under the deep deep cave, it would be nice to be able to go around this place, and no one would come to see me. Immortals can't get into this place.

Zi Yi lay down on the cold stone bed, looking at the dripping roof of the cave, he pondered there with longing: Qixia, what are you doing?