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He didn't know the man, but he seemed to know him.

At this time, the man walked forward, hunting with long shirts, and strands of hair fluttering in the wind on his forehead.

"Kill! Kill!"

At this time, many enemy cultivators have already killed again.

"Whoa!"

I saw that the shimmering yuan force shot into the sky, and people shook the sky like fire.

The enemy cultivators who came from the encirclement were crazy and hideous, and in this killing, they seemed to have lost their nature.

Seeing this, Phantom Muchen's heart couldn't help but tighten.

As far as he is concerned, the strength of these enemy cultivators is extraordinary.

They rushed over so fearlessly, all of them shocked and shocked their hearts.

While contemplation, Phantom Muchen hurriedly looked at the man in front of him.

At this glance, I saw that the man walked freely, and he was not moved by the enemy attack around him in the slightest.

"Senior..."

Phantom Muchen called softly, and tightened the purple thunder seal in his hand.

Hearing this, the man did not respond, and still walked ahead.

Seeing that the enemy was about to be killed, but at this moment, a mutation protruded.

"Whoa!"

Only two sounds of breaking the air could be heard.

Immediately after, on the left and right of Phantom Muchen and the man, two figures suddenly appeared.

These two people, with handsome and cold faces, are the same as men, both dressed in black.

Before he could say anything, the two people who suddenly appeared were already killing the enemy.

One of them made a mountain axe dragon swallow his mouth, and the other picked a silver spear python to spit out

The axe moves, like a torrent, unstoppable.

snatched out, the shadow was like a surging wave, sweeping endlessly.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

"Puff puff..."

"Ahhh

The many enemy cultivators who attacked and killed were attacked by the two of them, and they were all killed by Nagano.

The dripping blood, floating all over the air, and the rising blood mist made people's vision blurred.

In this regard, the man in front of Phantom Muchen was still indifferent.

It feels like this killing is very close to him, but far away from him.

Phantom Muchen was silent, and his heart was already extremely shocked.

He opened his mouth, as if to ask something, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

At this time, the man said, "Are you suspicious?"

Phantom Muchen nodded.

The man said, "So, you're still curious about my identity?"

Phantom Muchen was stunned for a moment, and then bowed his head again.

The man laughed, "Didn't I tell you before?"

Hearing this, Phantom Muchen frowned.

Not long after he met this man, he only had a few words.

"The other side of the blood-red side, the blood-red other side of the flower, Manzhu Shahua?"

After thinking about it, Phantom Muchen muttered.

Hearing Phantom Muchen's muttering, the man smiled slightly, but the steps under his feet did not pause in the slightest.

At this time, on the left and right of Phantom Muchen and the man, there were two prominent people who killed and blocked the enemy.

Under the axe and shot of the two of them, no enemy can cultivate.

The two of them were fast, and their shadows were erratic.

At a glance, you can only catch the streams rushing together.

Every time a stream of light shines out, it will startle a blood mist.

"Whoa!"

"Boom..."

"Bang bang bang..."

Looking at the scene of flesh and blood flying around him, Phantom Muchen couldn't help but shudder.

It felt like it wasn't real enough for him, and the ephemerality and haze were like a dream.

In this way, Phantom Muchen and the man broke away from the enemy's cultivation formation under the protection of those two people.

On this occasion, two figures rushed towards him, it was Nangong Yingying and Nangong Wensheng.

"Brother Muchen!"

Nangong Wen ran forward happily.

"Wen Sheng!"

Phantom Muchen replied happily, and the person had already crossed the man and ran towards Nangong Wensheng.

After getting along for so many years, the two have established a deep friendship, just like brothers.

In the blink of an eye, Nangong Wensheng and Phantom Muchen had gathered their arms together.

The two looked at each other with a smile, tears faintly welling up in their eyes.

"Manjoo-senpai?"

At the same time, Nangong Yingying's gaze fell on the man.

Her eyebrows sank, and her expression was slightly confused.

Manju Sawa smiled slightly and gestured.

At this time, Phantom Muchen and Nangong Wensheng also fixed their eyes.

Phantom Muchen frowned slightly, and said, "Aunt Yingying, thanks to the rescue of her predecessors, Muchen was able to save her life!"

Nangong Wensheng glanced at Manzhu Shahua, with a look of doubt and curiosity.

Nangong Yingying looked at Manzhu Sahua gratefully and said, "Sheng'er, Muchen, come here." ”

After the two got closer, Nangong Yingying said, "Mu Chen, haven't you thanked Manzhu's predecessors for saving their lives?"

Phantom Muchen bowed to Manzhu Sawa and said, "Thank you seniors for your rescue." ”

Manju Sawa waved his hand and said with a smile: "I'm just a loyal trust." ”

Hearing this, Nangong Yingying's face froze.

She looked straight at Manju Sawa with doubts on her face.

After a moment's delay, Nangong Yingying smiled slightly, she didn't ask anything, but said: "Senior Manzhu, he is the child of me and Brother Wu Wang, Nangong Wensheng." ”

As she spoke, Nangong Yingying looked at Nangong Wensheng beside her.

"Wen Sheng has seen Manzhu senior!"

Nangong Wensheng was also very understanding, and hurriedly leaned over Manzhu Shahua.

Manzhu Sawa looked at Nangong Wensheng and said, "You are young, but your strength is extraordinary, and your talent is only no less than that of your father Wu Wang." ”

Nangong Wensheng smiled Hanhan, and then scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

Then, Manzhu Sawa looked at Nangong Yingying and said, "Time flies, the light and shadow are gone, you were young at the beginning, but now you have grown up." ”

Nangong Yingying nodded, but immediately after, her expression suddenly changed.

For some reason, she always felt that something was wrong.

For a moment, Nangong Yingying suddenly looked around.

You know, at the moment, they are in the midst of a melee, but there are only a few people, but they are gossiping.

Seeing this, Nangong Yingying finally came to her senses.

I saw that in this area where a few people were, there was not a single enemy cultivator at this time.

"Boom..."

"Bang bang bang..."

In the distance, the axe light and spear were faintly visible in the sky, roaring in bursts.

After a while, a figure flew back from the left and right.

The two of them stood silently beside Manju Sahua, their faces still as handsome and cold.

Nangong Yingying said: "Manzhu seniors, who are?"

Manju Sawa said: "They are my friends in Lechuan Hanoi. ”

Nangong Yingying nodded lightly, since Manzhu Sawa didn't want to say it clearly, she wouldn't force anything.

......

At the same time, the battle continues.

Wu Wang and other thousands of maniacs were killed, and the forces of all parties were staggered, and it was difficult to separate, only to see:

The plains are in the sky, the morning frost is dispersed, the swords and swords are flying, the people are noisy, and the strength is fierce.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The blades clashed, and the explosions were scattered, dazzling and deafening, and the sky was shocked and miserable.

Wu Wang's flaming long knife flew under his wrists, a sea of silver light and fire, flickering endlessly, murderous and gloomy, and the red mangs burned ghosts and gods.

The sword light passed, the flesh and blood flew sideways, and the thick blood mist bloomed in the sky, churning blood flowers, which was a terrible sight.

Compared with Wu Wang's determination, Wu Yi seemed to be a lot more compassionate, under the provocation of the Buddha Emperor's stick, the sound of the stick roared, and the stick was brave, but it did not hurt the life of the enemy cultivator.

No memory does not kill, does not mean that others do not kill, those enemy cultivators who were defeated under their sticks, before their bodies were stable, they were in the attack of swords, guns and swords, and they were in the air.

For a time, wailing was all over the field, and the blood mist filled the sky.

There were many enemy cultivators, and the battle was extremely fierce, and the entire heaven and earth seemed to be placed in a thunderous song.

For a moment, a wave of space-time turmoil erupted over the plains.

Immediately after, four figures appeared.

Meng Po looked at the four fields of the sky and sighed: "The birds and beasts chase in my heart, and I want to fly in my dreams." The years go by, and the wind and rain come and go. ”

Hearing this, Meng Sanqian frowned, and Yan Shuai and Xiaomeng, who were beside him, didn't say a word, just showed their bodies, and went towards the enemy cultivator.

A short time later, Manju Sawa flew in with the two men.

Before this, Nangong Yingying had already taken Nangong Wensheng and Phantom Muchen towards Wu Wang.

Seeing Manzhu Shahua, Dream Sanqian's expression changed suddenly, and he said, "It's you?"

Manzhu Sawa nodded and said, "It's me." ”

As he spoke, Manzhu Sawa turned his eyes to Meng Po.

Meng Po said: "Manzhu, how are you preparing?"

Manzhu Sahua said: "I think it should be about the same. ”

Meng Po bowed her head, her eyes were deep and misty, and it was elusive.

Hearing what the two said, Meng Sanqian tightened his eyebrows, as if he was a little dazed.

Just as Dream Sanqian was about to express his doubts, a deafening roar suddenly resounded above the zenith.

"Boom!"

With this roar, the mutation protruded.

I saw the entire canopy, with heavy layers of dark clouds.

There, thunder and lightning, clouds crack thunder.

Affected by this mutation, the blood mist that had permeated the battlefield rose one after another, and then weaved an endless blood-colored net in the sky.

"Boom!"

"Whew..."

As soon as the blood-colored net condensed, it was pressed down with the momentum of covering the ground.

Seeing this, the countless cultivators who were fighting fiercely all looked frightened.

Before that, they were crazy, they were hideous, they lost their nature to kill.

But at this time, they all looked up in unison.

Looking at that huge blood net, countless cultivators trembled.

At this moment, deep in their hearts, they only felt extremely depressed, and the whole person felt like they were going to suffocate.

Just when the cultivators were inexplicable, the huge blood net had already been covered.

"Whoa, whoa!"

Immediately after, countless rays of blood shot out from the blood web.

These blood rays were extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they entwined all the fighting cultivators.

In the face of the sudden blood, all the cultivators were surprised in their hearts.

They wanted to swing it away, but no matter how much they wielded it, they couldn't dissolve it.

"Huh?"

"What's going on?"

"What is this?"

All of a sudden, suspicions arose.

Before the suspicion settled, there was a burst of cracking sound on the plain.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Then I saw that the bodies of the cultivators burst open for no reason.

At this moment, the plains are far away, boundless, and everywhere there is a scene of flesh and blood.

What was shocking was that those cultivators who exploded their bodies were all enemy cultivators.

Seeing the enemy cultivators beside him burst one after another, the cultivators of the Maniac, Nangong Pavilion, Ximen Pavilion, and Dongfang Pavilion were all dumbfounded.

Their faces were full of horror, who would have thought that the enemy cultivator who was still inseparable from them would explode and die in an instant.

"Huh?"

Wu Wang's flaming long knife was diagonally slanted, his eyes were full of suspicion, and at this time, his body was also surrounded by blood.

Not long after, Wu Yi and the others also came closer.

"Why did the enemy all explode?"

Abu asked, holding his spear, confused.

Memoryless paused, and instead looked towards the canopy.

There, there were a few figures hanging, which were where Meng Po, Meng Sanqian and others were.

Surprised, Banjiao Qingniu said: "It's really a big deal, such a strange array has also been arranged." ”

When the words fell, the reckless man incarnated by the Banjiao Green Ox had already flown towards Meng Sanqian and the others.

Seeing this, Wu Wu and others rose up one after another.

In a few moments, everyone had already flown to the dream of three thousand and the others.

For Manzhu Shahua, Wu Wang and others are no strangers, but after seeing Meng Po, their expressions were slightly different.

Meng Sanqian made a deep face, looked at Meng Po and said, "Senior, the preparation you mentioned should be the blood-colored net you are referring to, right?"

Meng Po smiled, and although she didn't respond, she also acquiesced.

Manzhu Shahua said: "The sky net is magnificent, negligent but not leaky. ”

As his words came out, the blood that covered everyone's bodies gradually dissipated.

At the same time, the huge web of blood disappeared.

Then I saw that above the sky, there were figures hanging in the air.

These figures, all dressed in black, had cold faces, and just looking at them made people shudder.

Meng Po said: "The war is over here, let's hurry to the destination." ”

As she spoke, Meng Po looked at Dream Sanqian meaningfully.

Dream Sanqian said: "Senior, do you know our purpose?"

Meng Po shook her head and said, "I only know that you won't stay here. ”

Meng Sanqian paused and said, "Senior, why do you want to help us?"

This sentence, he wanted to ask before.

Meng Po smiled and said, "We're just acting on orders." ”

"Ordered?"

Hearing these two words, everyone was surprised.

Dream Sanqian said: "Dare to ask, whose will the seniors and others serve?"

At this point, Dream Sanqian paused for a moment, and then said, "But him?"

Meng Po narrowed her eyes and said, "Who are you referring to when you talk about him?"

Dream Sanqian said: "The seniors should know who I am talking about." ”

Meng Po said: "What are you talking about not forgetting?"

Dream Sanqian nodded.

Meng Po smiled: "Although there are some things that I can't explain, I can tell you that the person who gave us the decree is not not forgetful." ”

The words fell, and the Meng Po people had flown out.

Seeing this, Manzhu Sawa and other people who forgot the river followed closely.

After a moment of delay, Dream Sanqian and the others also flew away.

At this time, there were still countless cultivators on that plain, and these cultivators came from Nangong Pavilion, Ximen Pavilion, and Dongfang Pavilion.

If thousands of fanatics hadn't shown up before, they were afraid that they would have died in battle.

At this moment, they looked at the direction in which Dream Sanqian and the others left, knowing that if they went in that direction, there would be an even more tragic battle.

After a moment of silence, the cultivators looked at each other.

Immediately after, they broke through the air one after another, chasing after Meng Sanqian and the others.

.......

The land of the North Hades, Xuanwu City, the North Hades Pavilion.

On the top of the starry mountain, there were two figures standing in the wind.

These two people, one of them was shrouded in black fog, and it was difficult to see their faces.

The other person, dressed in a black robe, with the placket of his lower body fluttering in the wind, fell empty, which was the nine hatreds of the Canglan Continent.

Jiu Hate's face was pale, and looking at his appearance, it seemed that he was not lightly injured.

There was a silence for a while, and from the black mist, a cold voice came out: "I shouldn't have saved you." ”

Jiu Hate frowned and said, "But the adults still rescued me." ”

Hearing this, there was a scornful laugh in the black mist.

"My lord, I'm not your adult, and if you want to be my subordinate, you're not qualified enough. ”

Hearing this, Jiu was suddenly stunned, and he cut his teeth, as if he was a little indignant.

"What? Do you feel wronged? Or do I hurt your self-esteem as an ant by saying that?"

Jiu Hate opened his mouth, desperately wanting to argue something, but he couldn't say it after all.

"If it weren't for the fact that you still have the value of use, how could I risk being found out by that old woman and save you?"

The nine hates were silent, only standing quietly aside.

He didn't know much about the people in the black mist.

But there is one thing he remembers very well.

This person's strength is extremely strong, so strong that a strong man like him can only be wiped out like an ant.

Jiu Hate clearly remembered that a pair of cold eyes appeared in the black mist.

With a single glance, it lost all resistance.

I don't know how to describe that kind of power.

Seeing that Jiu Hate was silent, words came from the black mist again: "You should hate me very much, and think that I shouldn't be so contemptuous of you." But this is reality, and what the world needs is also reality. If you have that ability, if you can be stronger than me, I don't mind making you cheap. ”

"Nine hate, don't dare!"

Jiu Hate lowered his head, and a touch of yin owl flashed in his expression.

Hearing this, a sneer came from the black mist.

"It's not that you don't dare, you're just hiding everything. In your heart, you have spoken ill of me countless times. ”

Speaking of this, there was a slight pause in his voice.

"None of that matters to me, though. ”

With that, a streamer of light suddenly flew out of the black mist.

"Take this elixir, it can not only help you recover from your injuries, but also improve your strength. When you're healed, I'll tell you to do something. ”

Nine hatreds took the light, but saw a round brown elixir fall in the palm of his hand.

Before he could ask anything, the black fog had already dissipated.

Jiu hated his eyes, his face was solemn, he could feel that the people in the black fog must have a big picture.

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

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