In the northwest of the Heavenly Domain, outside the Changqinlu Plain, the mountains are continuous and the ravines are endless.

This place is more than a thousand feet away from Hengjun Court, in the dense forest, there are demon beasts infested from time to time, roaring mountains and forests, and there are quiet and deep altars, containing forest and treacherous demons, bloody faces.

Surrounded by dense forests, deep in the mountains, there are countless simple and majestic buildings standing quietly.

The sea of clouds, mountains and fog is surrounded by a dreamlike feeling.

The scroll closes.

In front of the mountains, on a slightly low mountain, there is a towering arch, and there are several figures around to be vigilant and defensive, and the aura around the body is faintly overflowing, which makes people dare not underestimate it.

In the center of the arch, there are two big characters dragon flying phoenix dance, which read: Su family.

This place is where the Su family, one of the five major forces in the Cangyun Heavenly Domain, is located, built on the mountain, and retains the simplicity, comfort and long-term inheritance of the traditional family.

The huge Su family, with hundreds of thousands of children, and even hundreds of thousands of families and scattered cultivators who have taken refuge in the periphery, all gather here to inhabit and cultivate.

In the depths of the mountains, at the top of the tallest mountain, there is an open and wide courtyard on it, with a little majesty in the simplicity, which is where the patriarch of the Su family is.

In the middle hall of the courtyard, there is a figure dressed in a white robe, standing with his hands in his hands, standing in front of the window and looking at the mountains from afar, his eyes are like eagles, sharp and sharp, but his face is peaceful, quite scholarly and elegant.

"Huh..."

There was a sound of breaking the air, and the sky trembled lightly, causing a slight breeze.

"The head of the house. ”

Outside the door, a calm and cold voice came in slightly.

Hearing this, the elegant man narrowed his gaze in his eyes, his face was indifferent, and he said calmly: "Come in." ”

"Squeak..."

The door of the hall opened, and a black-clothed figure slowly walked inside, this person was tall, with a serious face, with a little Xiao Killing majesty, and the cold around his body was shrouded, which made people dare not underestimate it.

"The head of the house. ”

"Wu'an is coming. ”

The elegant man looked back slightly, with a peaceful smile on his face, and said with a little closeness: "The breath on your body is still so cold, it makes people smell the chill from afar." ”

"Once you're used to it, you can't get rid of it. ”

The man in black's face remained unchanged, looking stiff and unkind.

"You..."

The elegant man shook his head lightly, obviously a little helpless, but he didn't continue to dwell on this matter, diverted the topic, and said casually: "Wu'an has always been immersed in cultivation, and there is something wrong here, let's say it." ”

"About Nian'an. ”

The man in black hesitated slightly, but then calmed down, and said lightly: "She is putting the ancient city in a four-pole lifeless formation, inviting martial artists from all over the world. ”

"It's been half a month now. ”

"Really?"

The elegant man's face was slightly surprised, but then he regained his composure, the light in his eyes converged, and he sighed slightly: "This girl is deeply in love, I didn't expect that thousands of years have passed, and it is still difficult to let go." ”

The man in black was silent when he heard this, and did not open his mouth to respond.

It's just that the elegant man looked at the martial artist in front of him, and there was a slight displeasure and guilt on his peaceful and close face, "At the beginning, you were too impulsive. ”

"We're just for the family. ”

The man in black spoke in a deep voice, without the slightest respect between his words, and it was very blunt.

"Heh, for the sake of the family?"

The elegant man seemed to have heard something ridiculous, his voice became cold, his face was slightly unkind, and he said in a cold voice: "Since it is for the sake of the family, why do you let the family bear the infamy of treachery?"

"Only the strong can rewrite history, and only the strong can decide what they can and what they should say. ”

The man in black raised his head indifferently and looked at the person in front of him without giving in, the two who were slightly similar to each other were also middle-aged now, but they were still competing like children.

"There are endless martial artists in the Heavenly Domain, and the passage of time is even more ruthless, and no one will remember

The weak, no one will sympathize with the loser, they will only sing the praises of the battle in the hands of the victor. ”

"Blood-stained war. ”

"You..."

The anger in the elegant man's eyes surged, and the power around his body spread faintly, and the majestic royal rank coercion pushed horizontally, and the atmosphere of the entire hall stiffened in vain.

The man in black stared, his face flushed, and his eyes were slightly shocked, but he still did not retreat, resisting the impact of this wave of power with a little difficulty.

"The strong, the victor, you can change history, but can your heart get through this hurdle?"

The elegant man spoke softly, and his calm voice was like a morning bell and a dusk drum vibrating, shocking the power of the Quartet, and rushing straight into the ears of the black-clothed warrior in front of him, shaking his heart.

The voice fell, and the two looked at each other, and there seemed to be a coercive collision in the hall, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

"Whew..."

After a long time, the man in black let out a long breath of turbidity, dispersed the power around his body, his eyes were slightly indifferent, a little less sharp and sharp, he took a deep look at the elegant man, and turned away.

"Looking back on the years, there are no regrets. ”

"You..."

The elegant man's face was ugly, but he didn't say anything in the end, just watched him leave and disappear from view, leaving him alone to take over the cold wind.

"Ugh..."

After a while, the elegant man took a breath of lightness, with a sad expression on his face, and a little gambling in his heart, looking at the empty mountain, his heart was a little lonely.

In a trance, you can still see several young figures in front of you, shouting and laughing, running in the forest, chasing and playing, in front of you, there is a tall figure in white, as high as a mountain, which is daunting.

It's just that the situation has changed again, and now, he is the only one left.

............

The ancient city, where Nian Junfang is located, is filled with dense fog, gathering and churning.

As the month passed, there were still warriors by the lake here who stopped to watch, but now it was the warriors who withdrew from it, and there were no more warriors entering, not that everyone didn't want to, but a few days ago, it was impossible to enter.

At the same time, there is a beautiful woman in the dense fog, and the accommodation in the four poles is saturated, and no one can enter it, maybe there will be another chance in the future.

For a while, the warriors who came here beat their chests and feet, and their faces showed regret, but this is better, and the most unacceptable thing is that they have been grinding and chirping by the lake, hesitating, and refusing to enter to give it a try.

Now that the opportunity is missed, even if they plead with shy faces, they will no longer have the slightest chance, so they can only watch the warriors who stepped out of it, one by one, with happy faces, and left in a hurry.

In the dense fog, the four poles are lifeless.

The Silent Continent is barren and boundless, but the land and air today are a little less cold and silent and a little more bloody than a month ago, and even the land is dyed with a layer of crimson.

Everywhere, there are occasional stumps scattered, and there is blood flowing out of the partition tear, which is terrifying.

For more than a month, there were infinite killing opportunities in the array, and everyone was shooting non-stop, and killing had become the only thing on their minds.

This can't help them think of anything else, this place is depressing and weird, if you don't kill people, others will kill you, especially the martial artists who have the strength of the martial arts realm in an instant, they are even more arrogant, and everyone wants to practice when they see them.

So much so that later, most of them became dead souls under the knife, and they didn't even have time to crush the lifeless card and died in it.

Time passed, the killing continued, and as the blood in the air grew thicker, almost all the warriors forgot their original intention of entering, and killing became the main theme.

Martial artists know that if they want to control a realm and hone their combat power, there is only fighting, and endless battles will allow them to understand and understand the martial realm to a great extent in this short opportunity, and it will also give them more opportunities and breakthroughs in the future, and no one wants to miss this opportunity.

So much so that the current situation has been created.

"Boom!"

Powerful forces collided, and killings were everywhere.

On the silent wasteland, there are bursts of sound roaring, shaking in all directions.

"Snort..."

The smoke and dust were distorted, and several figures retreated from it, all with ugly faces and solemn expressions, staring at the wave of dense fog in front of them, not daring to be careless.

These people are shrouded in power, and their bodies are differently dressed, or pale flames embroidered with light lines, or their chests are embroidered with strange towers, and there are also several women dressed in white, and their bodies are covered with white flying flowers.

"Huh..."

The smoke and dust shook away, and a woman in green flashed out, and the green long sleeves in her hand gushed out, like a winding snake, rushing towards several people very quickly, and the cold was overwhelming.

"Humph!"

A woman hummed lightly, raised her hand and moved lightly, the flying flowers scattered in the sky, and the petals were beautiful, turning into a wall of flowers and standing in front of her, but the snake was blocked.

"It's interesting, Nian Guifang dared to make a move on us. ”

"I feel a familiar aura in you, Senior Brother Zhou also died at your hands, right?"

The man in the pale flame pattern robe stared at Yun Siliu in front of him and said lightly, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and the initial coercion of the violent martial arts around his body spread out, pushing towards the front of him.

The man with the tower tattooed on his chest looked indifferent, his eyes were cold, his voice was hoarse, and he said coldly: "It seems that it is not simple for you to think about what you are planning to return to the boat. ”

"Your nonsense, it's a bit much. ”

Yun Siliu didn't hide his figure, just wore a signature emerald green robe, looking at them indifferently, and there was still a little blood on the turquoise sleeves in the sleeves of his skirt.

"Interesting, the little Yanliu Qinglou woman also dares to make a move on the Flying Flower Palace, it seems that this heavenly domain has been calm for too long. ”

The woman of the Flying Flower Palace laughed coquettishly, and the laughter of silver bells came out of her mouth, and pieces of flying flower petals lingered around her body, and her skin was as fat as jade, like a fairy descending to earth, which was coveted.

Feihua Palace, a sect founded by women in Cangyun Tianyu, the exercises in Feihua Palace are strange, women's cultivation is like being reborn, reborn without a child, and they are beautiful and beautiful, and their cultivation is top-notch among their peers.

It can be described as a warrior in the world... Of course, the place that male warriors in the world dream of, all of them are thinking in their hearts, hoping to find a disciple of Yifei Flower Palace as a double cultivation partner and join hands for a lifetime.

But the idea is good, but the reality is cruel.

Because the Feihua Palace has clear regulations, the disciples in the palace are never allowed to marry martial artists from the outside world, if there is a violation, when the dantian is broken, expelled from the palace gate, and even if they are good, they will be endlessly hunted down.

"Whether the Heavenly Domain is peaceful or not, the life and death of a few of you cannot be decided. ”

Yun Siliu's eyes were indifferent, his lips were lightly opened, his mouth was spitting murderous intent, and there were wisps of white light around his body, which fused into a slender white cloud sleeve, surrounding his body, showing a cold jade posture.

"Look for death!"

When the woman of the Flying Flower Palace heard this, her face was ugly, and the blue and white flowers behind her were revealed, and countless petals were scattered and gushing, swinging out with the wind, and heading towards Yun Siliu.

It was originally an elegant flower, but the flowers were falling, and there was a killing intent permeating, and the cold was overflowing.

"Insect carving skills. ”

Yun Siliu was disdainful in his mouth, raised his hand and danced lightly, but it was the cloud sleeves raised, like a graceful dance, stirring and flying towards the endless petals, sprinkling them, scattering and scattering.

The cloud sleeves danced, and the flowers flew one after another, so that they could not get close and were blocked out.

"Hum..."

It's just that when the flying flowers fell, the sky trembled slightly, and the fierce pressure spread out, turning into a dark fog, which was rolling into waves, approaching Yun Siliu.

But in the midst of the churning of the black waves, it suddenly exploded, and I saw a deep fog and a little cold.