Chapter 102: Three of Us for Many

Day or day.

But the earth is no longer the earth, but an endless darkness, like a bottomless abyss.

Xu Han took out a copper plate from his arms and threw it lightly towards the darkness under his feet, and the copper plate fell rapidly, churning in the abyss, and finally disappeared into the invisible darkness. The darkness was like a beast the size of heaven and earth, watching here.

This is the 100,000 Great Mountain.

Xu Han's heart was a little worried, he couldn't imagine what kind of great magical power could move such a vast and boundless world into the small wooden box behind him. He couldn't imagine what was hidden in the depths of this darkness.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to withdraw his gaze that fell on this side of the world, and then he urged the power of his body to fly towards Kunlun in the extreme west of this side of the world.

He knew that everything would be solved when he got there. It's just that he also has a vague premonition that once he arrives there, even greater troubles will follow.

But Fei Lian was right, since the fate of the two demon clans had been carried on Xu Han's shoulders, then he had no way out. Figuring out what you are is is the only way to give it a go. Thinking of this, Xu Han's eyes sank, and the speed of flying towards the west increased several times again.

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In Chen Guo's Qin Palace, Zhou Yuan looked at the heavy snow outside the house with some sullenness.

In fact, Zhou Yuan is a very simple person, simpler than Ye Hongjian, Xu Han, or everyone Xu Han knows.

He has no national hatred, no family hatred, no children's affection, for him to eat and drink enough every day, and it is the best thing to be able to live without worry. He had also borne the hatred of destroying the door in the past, but Senluo Hall avenged him, so he had already stopped worrying about this. After that, he helped Sen Luo Dian to study the method of half demons, but it was only out of gratitude and there was really nowhere to go, so it was naturally better to be content with the status quo, after all, Sen Luo Dian treated him well. Although his cultivation is not high, his status in the Senluo Hall is also equivalent to that of a judge under Yama.

Zhou Yuan has been working for fifty years.

Then he met Xu Han and his party, from the initial panic to the later joy, Zhou Yuan glimpsed the turning point of his fate at his ancient age.

Zhou Yuan doesn't like to make a living in the Senluo Palace, he likes to study monsters, but this doesn't mean that he likes to kill, and he has little interest in the so-called dynasty hegemony. It's just that like many people, when you don't kill, you have to die, he doesn't hesitate to choose his life. And Xu Han kidnapped him, giving him the opportunity to leave Senluo Hall justifiably.

Of course, his original plan was not to follow Xu Han and the others, but as fate would have it, he met Nineteen.

The little girl who was full of eccentricity inexplicably recognized her as the master, and she defended him in every way, and I don't know if she hadn't felt the sincere care from others for too long, or if she was really touched by Nineteen. After some struggle, Zhou Yuan calmly accepted such an identity that was imposed on him.

He enjoyed such days, which seemed to him to be worth the fifty years of darkness in his temple.

If possible, he would naturally be willing to stay by Nineteen's side more, although he may not be able to protect Nineteen, nor can he give Nineteen's real kung fu, but he still wants to be by Nineteen's side.

It's just that he is already seventy years old, his cultivation is low, and he has been in the Senluo Hall all the year round, and his body has been eroded by those demonic qi, he knows that his body is about to reach the limit that he can reach. Of course, maybe he can last a year and a half, but what about after that?

To be honest, he was not optimistic about Xu Han, he knew the strength of the Sen Luo Palace, and he couldn't imagine that once the Sen Luo Hall ruled this world, how could Xu Han and the others have a place to stay. He had also kindly persuaded Nineteen, but although the little guy had great respect for Zhou Yuan, he was unexpectedly resolute in this matter.

Zhou Yuan didn't want to do anything that would make Nineteen unhappy, but since he was Nineteen's master, he naturally had to think about her future. Zhou Yuan did not have the cultivation of the heavens, and after leaving the Senluo Palace, he also had no power at all. But after all, he was once the one in charge of the core level of the Holy Son's creation. For example, the sleepy dragon is scattered, and he also hides some back hands for himself.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yuan withdrew his gaze from the window, took out a purple pill from his cuff, and put it in front of his eyes to measure it carefully, his gaze was complicated, and the depths of his eyes seemed to hide Xie Xue's struggle.

"Master!" But at this moment, a sweet voice came from the direction of the door.

Zhou Yuan was excited, and hurriedly took the pill back into his sleeve, and then raised his head. At this time, Nineteen had already jumped up and down to him.

"Why are you here?" Zhou Yuan asked casually, to hide the panic in his heart.

Xiao Nineteen didn't doubt him, and responded with a smile: "I have nothing to do, so I want to come and see Master." Nineteen lowered his head and looked at Zhou Yuan cautiously, lest the other party would show displeasure.

Since he came to this Chen country, he has been practicing with her master at night, and he has made a rule with her, he has nothing to do on weekdays, and he can't come to look for him during the day. Nineteen rose up today and came here, but he remembered the master's explanation at night, so he couldn't help but feel a little weak, afraid that Zhou Yuan would be angry because of this.

Zhou Yuan was thoughtful, but he didn't notice the strangeness of Nineteen, but nodded lightly and responded: "Oh." ”

Seeing Zhou Yuan's reaction so indifferent, she secretly thought that Zhou Yuan was angry with her, her heart tightened, and she hurriedly took out the hidden lunch box from behind her and put it in front of Zhou Yuan, she said: "Master works hard every day, Nineteen wants to bring some food to Master, Master is not angry, Nineteen will leave." ”

With that, Nineteen put down the lunch box, turned around and ran out of Zhou Yuan's room. Zhou Yuan was not angry, just thinking about what happened before, seeing that Nineteen was like this, he was naturally a little inexplicable, and when he came back to his senses, Nineteen had already disappeared without a trace.

However, Zhou Yuan was also used to Nineteen's temperament of sometimes liking to say something inexplicable, he didn't care, shook his head and looked at the lunch box brought by Nineteen. He opened it, and a bowl of hot chicken soup appeared in front of Zhou Yuan's eyes at that time.

Zhou Yuan was stunned for a moment, picked up the chicken soup that was still a little hot and put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and he suddenly smiled. And feeling the heat coming from the bowl, even the chill outside the window seemed to disappear at that moment...

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"Are you going to teach the Nineteen Swords Technique again?"

As the night deepened, the snow began to lighten.

But it won't stop, it seems like it's going to go on and on until it submerges the whole world.

Qin Keqing, who was sitting on the windowsill, looked at Su Mu'an, who had sorted out everything and was ready to go out, and asked.

Su Mu'an's footsteps stopped, he also looked at Qin Keqing, and nodded: "Well, I made an appointment with Nineteen, and I will teach her sword techniques every day in the future." ”

Qin Keqing's face had a calm look that others couldn't see through, and she also nodded.

Then he suddenly asked, "After doing this, do you want to go too?"

Su Mu'an was stunned, of course he knew what Qin Keqing was referring to, Su Mu'an, who had never had a city government, hesitated a little at that time, but finally said: "Brother Chu, they all went, although they couldn't help much, but I also wanted to go." ”

Qin Keqing nodded noncommittally again, then sighed and said, "That's good." ”

"Sister Keqing, you don't have to worry, the Pavilion Master is so smart, we will definitely be able to think of a way to deal with them. Rao is Su Muan also saw that Qin Keqing was in a bad mood at this time, and he hurriedly comforted him. It's just that when he said this, he himself seemed to be a little unconvinced, and his tone became softer and softer at the end, almost inaudible.

Qin Keqing's face showed a rare smile, and she said, "Mu An, you really can't lie. ”

Su Muan couldn't figure out whether Qin Keqing's words were praising him or damaging him, but he was exposed to a lie, and he couldn't help but blush, a little embarrassed.

Qin Keqing also saw through this, she turned her head, looked at the fine snow outside the window, and said again: "I have dragon qi and a half-demon body, going there will only add to the chaos, since you went, you will make up for my regret that I couldn't help him, okay?"

Su Mu'an nodded again and again, his temperament is like this, as long as he can do his best to ask his friends, he will never refuse to come. As a swordsman, or as a descendant of the legendary number one swordsman in the world, Su Muan felt that he deserved to be like this.

"Go, Little Nineteen is still waiting for you. After getting the answer he wanted, Qin Keqing smiled slightly and said to Su Mu'an.

Su Mu'an didn't doubt him, so he stepped back and walked out of the door quickly.

And in the house, long after he left, Qin Keqing kept looking out the window, motionless like a sculpture.

It was getting darker, and the world outside was pitch black.

Qin Keqing looked outside the house, her eyes reflected the night outside the window, and her eyes gradually became extremely dark, and there was no longer any whites of her eyes.

She lowered her voice and said in a cold tone, "This time, I will definitely be able to help you." ”

After she said this, the aura around her body became more and more cold, and it seemed that she had become one with the world outside the window, and at this moment, Qin Keqing seemed to be no longer Qin Keqing, but the empress who held the world of the Great Zhou - Yuwen Nanjing.

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It has been a month since the March period mentioned by Yuan Xiucheng at the beginning.

At the beginning of this November, Xu Han finally came to the legendary immortal dwelling - at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

The majestic mountains stretch for thousands of miles, and the top of the mountain goes straight into the sky, as if there is no end in sight, even if it is just at the foot of the mountain, Xu Han can feel a suffocating sense of oppression. It's as if you're not facing a mountain, but a majestic deity.

"This is it. Xu Han took a deep breath, turned his head to look at Xuan'er on the side, and said with a smile: "I heard that Canghailiu met you here, why do you want to entrench here?

"Meow?" Xuan'er tilted her head and looked at Xu Han, as if she couldn't understand the problem in Xu Han's words.

Xu Han shook his head, and also felt that his thoughts were chaotic at the moment, and his speech was a little illogical. He turned his head to look at the loud voice again, and took another deep breath: "Whatever it is, I'm going to take a look at it after all." ”

He said to himself, and then finally mustered up his courage, took a step, and walked towards Kunlun Mountain.

But only then did one of his feet step on the snow at the foot of the Kunlun Mountain, and the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and the sky that was still transparent suddenly darkened at that time.

Rumble!

A muffled sound exploded, and two thunderbolts landed in the open space just a foot in front of Xu Han almost at the same time.

Immediately, two shirtless men with tattoos of unknown meaning appeared from the thunder. They looked at Xu Han with gloomy faces, and said, "The immortal dwelling, mortals should not enter." ”

Xu Han frowned, he didn't expect that this road into the mountain would actually kill a few roadblocks out of thin air.

He looked up at the sky and asked a little funny, "What? Do you think that just two Kunlun Tribulations can stop me?"

The thunder in the sky surged, and Xu Han's words did not get any response.

Xu Han was bored, he shrugged his shoulders, and the two Kunlun Tribulations saw that Xu Han had no intention of retreating, so they shouted in a deep voice again: "If you don't listen to the dissuasion, within three breaths, blood will be splattered on the spot." ”

Kunlun Zhai's face was naturally introverted, his eyes were wide open, and he could be described as not intimidating and angry.

It's just that Xu Han knew that these so-called Kunlun Tribulations were just puppets, he shook his head helplessly, and then took another step, a hand was stretched out by him at that time, and a pitch-black long sword immediately appeared in his hand.

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The strength of Kunlun Tribulation is almost completely equivalent to that of a monk in the Earth Immortal Realm, and such a puppet is enough to set off a bloody storm when put into the human world, even if there is only one. However, although Kunlun Tribulation is a powerful cultivator, he does not possess any spiritual intelligence, and in this regard, he is still inferior to the Holy Candidate created by the Senluo Temple, and which monk who can climb to the immortal realm is not a genius?

Whether it is the means, hole cards, or fighting instinct, they are more than a step stronger than these Kunlun Tribulations who have the strength of the Earth Immortal Realm, not to mention Xu Han now?

The two Kunlun Tribulations were under Xu Han's hands, and they were cut to pieces by Xu Han one after another after ten rounds.

After the victory, Xu Han put his sword back into the sheath, but his face did not show the slightest joy.

He thought of a very strange question, when were these two Kunlun Tribulations placed here by those heavenly people?

If it has existed since ancient times, then how did the strength of the Canghai Current, which was not in the immortal realm, break through the obstruction of these two Kunlun Tribulations? If it was laid out later, it was naturally to defend against Xu Han, but the immortals in the sky should know that they would not be able to stop Xu Han at all by virtue of the two Kunlun Tribulations, so what was the point of them doing this?

This kind of doubt is not that Xu Han is timid, but that with his understanding of those immortals, they have never done things like this, but they pay attention to hitting with one blow, and they will never make such a meaningless move.

But no matter what the heavenly immortals were thinking, Xu Han, who had come to this point, had no reason to regress.

Thinking of this, he turned his eyes to look at Ah Huang and Whimper beside him, and then took another step towards the top of the mountain.

It was just that the group walked towards the top of the mountain a distance of 100 zhang away, and there was another thunderclap in the sky, and three thunderbolts bombarded Xu Han and the others again. Then the three Kunlun Tribulations reappeared, blocking Xu Han's way.

They stared at Xu Han with staring blank eyes, and then said the words that were no different from before: "The dwelling place of immortals, mortals should not enter." ”

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Xu Han was fighting with those Kunlun robbers in the heavy snow of Kunlun, but he probably couldn't have imagined that at the same time, in the Taiyin Palace of Nayaqi Mountain, several pairs of eyes opened through a suspended mirror, and saw his situation clearly.

"How is it, how is it compared to before?" Yuan Xiucheng, who was dressed in a black robe, took a deep look at the young man in the snow, and then turned his head to look at the handsome man sitting on the high platform behind him, and asked.

That handsome man, that is, the master of this Taiyin Palace, is unparalleled. There were several figures standing or sitting beside him, but they were all covered by the darkness that overflowed from Divine Warriors, and they couldn't make out the appearance at all. And Shen Wushuang squinted his eyes and also looked at the situation in the mirror, and one hand gently tapped on the desk in front of him, looking slightly drunk, like drinking wine. "Every time he's growing, this time he's a lot better than before," he said. ”

When Yuan Xiucheng heard this, the expression on his face changed slightly, and he said hesitantly: "Then this time..."

Shen Wushuang seemed to see through Yuan Xiucheng's thoughts, and before Yuan Xiucheng's question was asked, he preemptively said: "It's useless, he did a good job, but compared to the darkness in the depths of the world, he is still too far behind, he is destined to be devoured by him, he has no way out, so he will definitely choose us." ”

Yuan Xiucheng was slightly relieved, but soon he thought of something, and he said again: "The people in the sky, will they be watching from the wall?"

"They?" said Shen Wushuang's eyes, a smile of contempt, "they think of me as their shepherd dog, and they are not someone else's shepherd dogs?" ”

Yuan Xiucheng seemed to have great trust in Shen Wushuang, and when he heard this, he nodded slightly, and then he didn't say more, but continued to turn his head to look at Xu Han who was constantly climbing towards a high place in the mirror, but constantly encountering more and more obstacles from the Kunlun Tribulation. The light in his eyes lit up and gradually became fanatical, as if a devout believer was watching the gods in his heart descend on the earth step by step.

Shen Wushuang stood up and said, "The final battle is about to begin, and when they end will be the day we appear, so prepare for it." ”

"Yes. Hearing this, Yuan Xiucheng and the several figures beside Shen Wushuang who were submerged in darkness hurriedly bowed their heads and answered.

Receiving such an answer, Kamimui nodded in satisfaction, and disappeared into the room with a pause.

And with his departure, the darkness that enveloped the room suddenly dissipated, and then the dim candlelight in the door, the appearance of those figures gradually surfaced at that time.

A man in white, with a cold face and layers of dead air in his eyes, seemed to have inconvenient legs and feet, sitting in a wooden wheelchair.

A man in black, with the same cold complexion, but with a thick beard on his face, and the most eye-catching thing was that there was a token hanging from his belt, a bronze token, two inches square, but with a very detailed knife carved with the appearance of a tiger and a wolf.

The last man was a much younger man than the two, and he was handsome, with a face like a knife. And on his back was a long knife, and the wooden handle was wrapped with a white-washed red thread...