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A figure suddenly appeared here out of thin air, but seeing that this person frowned, and there was a faint blood around him, this person was Leng Wenxuan who came out of the Barbarian Mountain Domain.

After Leng Wenxuan learned that the two vague figures were the two inheritors of the Barbarian Mountain, he didn't talk too much with the Heavenly Elders, but came out of the Manshan Domain.

He knew the crisis that the Elder had said, the three inheritors, and the three contenders, but in the end, only one of them could get the perfect inheritance.

In this way, they will definitely find an opportunity to get rid of the other party. He knew that this was what the Elder was talking about as a crisis.

On a land covered with ice and snow, an ancient city, like a giant beast, lies prone on this land. In a dark palace, two bloody lights suddenly lit up, it was a pair of blood-red eyes, it was a pair of glowing eyes.

"It turns out that there is another inheritor, hehe, Dongzhou!" A grim laugh rang out in the dark palace, followed by many roars of pain...

An ancient peak that reaches to the sky, towering into the clouds, has an altar at the highest point. There is a stone statue on the altar, if Leng Wenxuan is here again, when he sees the appearance of this stone statue, he will definitely exclaim: "Barbarian Mountain!"

On the side of the altar, there was a young man who was meditating and closing his eyes, and at this moment, the young man opened his eyes, slowly stood up, and looked at the stone statue.

"Destroy Dongzhouzi first, and then take the Northern Regions disciples, I won't let your inheritance wander out, never!" A hoarse voice that was not the same age as a young man came out of his mouth, and his eyes were full of determination!

Leng Wenxuan didn't know any of this, he planned to go to Dongzhou City. The people of the Liu family were only one side of the relationship with him, although in the end they learned that they were barbarians. But they don't have too deep friendship with each other, and things in Dongzhou are different!

Leng Wenxuan thought that he had been in the Barbarian Mountain Domain for a month, and it had been ten days in the outside world. Thinking that the people of the Zhang family should have left a long time ago, he found the top of the secret room that had been broken by the bombardment, and then jumped up and jumped up.

When he appeared, he was stunned, because although there was no one in the Liu Mansion, and the blood on the ground had already dried up, there was a thick blood in the air.

Mo said that he was a cultivator, even a mortal here, and he would smell this blood, and with puzzlement in his heart, he went outside the Liufu.

Along the way, shocking bloodstains were still visible, but there were no corpses, and it was thought that someone should have disposed of them.

He came to the gate of Liufu and gently pushed it open, but the scene in front of him made him stunned.

But when I saw that the street outside was sprinkled with blood, it completely changed color.

The rich blood qi rushed to his face, and he felt as if he was in a sea of blood at this time. He only felt his throat dry, swallowed slowly, and then took a gentle step.

Although there was still a feeling of solidity under his feet, his heart was frightened. He took a few cautious steps, then looked back.

But seeing the blood-red earth at this time, cracks one after another, centered on his footprints, spread irregularly towards the surroundings. There was even a footprint with blood slowly spilling out.

A few voices in the distance caught his attention. He didn't know what he remembered, as if he was avoiding, as if he was afraid, as if he was curious...

Quickly leaving this place, running into the distance, his heart fluttering with every step of his legs...

At the corner in front of him, Leng Wenxuan knew that after turning around, it should be the center of Tsing Yi Town, where there should be a big square, and he had passed by this place before he came to Liufu.

"Boom!" as he turned to look at the square, his mind shook and buzzed.

But he saw that there were more than a dozen people busy in front of him, and the scene swept towards him like a flood...

But seeing that the earth in the square was long gone, it was replaced by a large pit, and countless figures, lying horizontally and vertically, had long since lost their breath and turned into dead bodies.

The dozen or so people, working in pairs, lifted the corpses one after another and threw them into the big pit. At this moment, the big pit was really like a demon's mouth, devouring corpses one by one, and completely disappeared in Leng Wenxuan's eyes.

There are all women and children of the old, and the figures, although they have long since died, there are pictures that transcend time in his eyes.

A group of cultivators, with swords in their hands and knives in their hands... Harvesting the lives of this group of unresisting mortals. Streams of blood, gathered together, formed a river of blood, swept towards him.

At this moment, he finally felt that after appearing in Liufu, something was wrong, dead silence! In Tsing Yi Town, there was dead silence, there was no noisy sound, and it had lost its previous noise and vitality.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the mountain village again. He also pushed open a door, and the same scene appeared in front of him, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, the two images kept flickering in his mind, and finally slowly overlapped.

"Stop!" Leng Wenxuan burst into a loud shout, and his sound sounded like thunder on the flat ground, above Tsing Yi Town. With this voice, he shouted out the anger in his heart, the fear in his heart, and the grief in his heart. Shouted out, memories of the once village.

"There is one more alive, kill him. An indifferent voice came from ahead.

"Die, dead fatty. When Leng Wenxuan heard this, his heart twitched violently, and another indifferent voice floated out from the depths of his mind...

Leng Wenxuan, with blood-red eyes and thick blood, slowly walked out towards the dozen or so people.

At the same time, the other party also leaned towards him. A few familiar figures attracted Leng Wenxuan's attention.

"Zhang Beigu!" Leng Wenxuan looked at the person who still maintained arrogance on his face, and let out a silent roar in his heart.

"Boy, you finally appeared, where is Liu Feng'er?" Zhang Beigu stood aside and said lazily, he was terrible today because he brought a subordinate of the fifth layer of Xuanling.

Leng Wenxuan didn't answer, and looked at him coldly. Although he also felt that Zhang Beigu seemed to be relying on something, he still did not escape. Standing here, he wants justice!

Shi Wuji also felt the scene here, but he was not touched in any way. However, Leng Wenxuan's performance let him know that it was best to remain silent at this time.

"Boy, the name on the newspaper!I will slaughter your family and let you know the fate of offending me!" Zhang Beigu looked at Leng Wenxuan, and then his eyes were cold, and he said coldly.

He has admired Liu Fenger for a long time. However, since he disappeared with this person, he had not appeared for more than ten days, so he transferred his anger to Leng Wenxuan.

"My name is repentant!" Leng Wenxuan looked at Zhang Beigu and said indifferently, and the murderous intent in his eyes also diffused...

"Repentance?" Zhang Beigu was stunned when he heard this, he had never heard of this barbarian surname.

"I didn't kill you that day, I regret it!" Leng Wenxuan's heart moved, the spear in his hand turned away, and then responded coldly.

"Kill him!" Zhang Beigu roared angrily when he heard this, and then those Zhang family disciples quickly killed Leng Wenxuan...