At this moment, the entire Dengyun Peak, the thunder is falling, and the rain is coming in the wind.

The heavens are chaotic and in a fog.

This rain is surprisingly heavy, only pouring indescribable, coupled with the lightning and thunder, shaking the mountains and mountains, breathtaking.

Thousands of cultivators such as Wuyi are suspended in the air to face Dengyun Peak, and the rain around them is like a floating color, and the smoke is dark.

After a long time, from the Dengyun Peak, there were countless sounds of breaking the air.

"Whoa, whoa!"

"Boom..."

Under the reflection of the light of thunder and lightning, it can be vaguely seen, and thousands of madmen who have broken the ban stand in the sky.

They looked coldly at Wu Yi and the others, their eyes gloomy and fierce.

Dream Sanqian and the others did not speak, but waited quietly, waiting for Wuyi to speak.

There was silence for a moment, and the sight of no memory settled on the canopy not far away.

There, dozens of figures stood in the air, led by an old man with white hair.

The old man's name is Buwei, and after Aotian disappeared for no reason, he became the leader of a new faction.

After receiving the gaze of Wu Yi, Bu Wei lifted his eyebrows slightly, and said with the rain falling from the sky: "I don't know what happened to you on this rainy day when I landed in the clouds?"

Hearing Buwei's words, Wu Yi sank his eyebrows, before coming here, he had prepared a lot of words, but he didn't want to, before he could speak, everything was doomed.

After a while, Wu Yi spoke: "According to what you said, shouldn't we come?"

Bu smiled and said, "It's not that you shouldn't come, you are also fanatics, it stands to reason that this Dengyun also has a place for you to stay." ”

At this point, Bu Wei paused slightly, and then sighed lightly: "Unfortunately, Dengyun Peak is only so big, and now, there is no place for you to settle down!"

Hearing this, Wu Wu cut his teeth and shouted angrily: "Old horseman, what are you talking about? Dengyun Peak is ours, and you still have the face to make a big deal of nonsense here?"

Hearing Wu Forget's angry words, Bu Wei didn't think so, but the cultivators on his side looked angry.

"Where did you get the hairy boy, dare to be presumptuous here?"

"Boy, are you looking for death?"

“......”

For a while, angry words arose, and the fanatics who climbed the clouds all looked at Wu Forget angrily.

In this regard, Wu Wu was not afraid at all, and with a wave of his hand, the flaming long knife roared out against the wind and rain, and said: "Little white face, you also heard it, I'm afraid it won't work to reason with these people!"

After seeing Wu Wang's appearance of being ready to go, the thousands of fanatics on the left and right behind him were all waiting with bated breath, and anyone could see that the big war was about to break out!

At this moment, Bu Wei waved his hand lightly, and in an instant, all the madmen entrenched in the clouds were quiet.

Buwei looked at Wu Yi and said, "Little friend, if I guess correctly, you should be the dean of this generation of madman academy, right?"

Wu Yi nodded and said, "That's right." ”

Bu Wei sighed and said: "Once upon a time, the old man was also the dean of the Maniac Academy, I look at your physique and breath, no less than I did back then, if you do it properly, your future achievements will not be below me." ”

Wu Yi frowned and said, "Senior, are you warning the kid to be cautious?"

Bu smiled and said, "I can't say that the vigilance is just a small reminder." ”

After saying that, Bu Wei's eyes turned, and then settled on the crazy people around Wume.

For a moment, Buwei's expression sank and said, "Second brother, you're here too!"

Hearing this, an old man beside Wuyi nodded slightly and let out a light "um".

At the same time, everyone's eyes also fell on this old man.

The old man is not someone else, he is the person who led the crowd outside the Imperial City of Middle-earth before, his name is Buchen.

Seeing Bu Chen's understatement, Bu Wei's face became even more ugly, he frowned, and said: "Second brother, since I broke the ban, I have been looking for your whereabouts, but I don't want to, you and I met in such a situation. ”

As he spoke, Buwei smiled bitterly.

Buchen paused for a moment and said, "Big brother, don't be obsessed anymore, we are all so old, what else is there to fight for?"

Bu Wei said: "I didn't fight. ”

Buchen said: "Then why did you occupy Dengyun and not return it?"

"Still?"

Bu smiled and said, "I'm a fanatic, Dengyun is the home of a fanatics, I'm in my own home, how can I say it?"

Hearing this, Bu Chen opened his mouth, wanting to refute something, but suddenly found that what Bu Wei said seemed to be reasonable.

At this time, Wu Yi spoke: "Senior, do you really still treat yourself as a fanatic?"

Hearing this, Bu Wei's face suddenly sank, and he said coldly: "Of course, I am a madman in life, and I am the soul of a madman in death!"

Wu Yi said: "That senior may tell me, before this, why do you want to follow Aotian and try to dominate the storm?"

Bu Wei opened his lips, but he didn't say a word. Thinking of what he had done before, Bu Wei's heart was full of guilt, of course, even if he couldn't argue, he would not admit in public that he had betrayed the morality of the madman.

Seeing that Buwei didn't respond, he said again without memory: "Dare to ask your predecessors, do you remember, what is the way of my madman?"

Bu Weijian frowned and said, "The way of the madman is to help the wind and save the world." ”

Wu Yi said: "But the previous actions of the predecessors almost plunged the storm into dire straits. I don't know, is this against my madman's way?"

Bu Wei was stunned, and wanted to defend something, but suddenly found that he was speechless.

At this time, a madman beside Bu Wei spoke: "Boy, we were tempted by Aotian before, and we had to do something against morality!"

Wuyi smiled and said, "So, is the senior's heart not resolute enough and bewitched by others?"

The madman nodded, thinking that he was right, but suddenly understood something.

He gritted his teeth, gritted his teeth, glared at Wu Yi angrily, and said, "Boy, I didn't expect you to be so fond of telling right and wrong at such a young age, do you believe that the old man killed you?"

In this regard, no memory was unmoved, and the smile that lingered on his cheeks still seemed light.

He paused for a moment and said, "What is a real madman? In my opinion, the so-called madman is also a madman. If a person can't even restrain his emotions, where is he worthy of the title of a fanatic?"

Hearing Wuyi's words, the madman who spoke first was suddenly smoked by the depressed Qiqi, and he looked at Wuyi viciously, and that appearance seemed to want to tear Wuyi apart.

Wuyi's expression was as usual, his eyes fixed on Bu Wei, who was speechless, and said, "Senior, I don't know if you have ever heard such a sentence?"

Speaking of this, Wu Yi slowed down a little, and then said a sentence: "Only the saint is crazy, and only the madness is holy!"

Hearing this, Bu Wei's face had sunk to the extreme.

After a while, he took a deep breath and said, "Everyone, although it is a stormy day, I am small in Yunshan Mountain, I am afraid that it will be difficult to keep you here for the night!"

As he spoke, Bu Wei made a "please" gesture to Wuyi and the others.

Seeing this, where can Wu Wu and the others still hold their breath?

Nangong Yingying snorted coldly and said, "I've never seen such a shameless maniac, but the theory is not enough, so he wants to fool us with sloppy eyes!"

Wu Wangdao: "Little white face, why are you still talking nonsense with them?

“......”

Suddenly, the thousands of maniacs who followed Memoryless were all indignant, they would agree to Memoryless's request, and they had a strong sense of belonging to the madman deep in their hearts, but at this time, after seeing the words and deeds of the subtle steps, they felt deeply ashamed.

Buchen frowned, he knew his big brother very well, and he also knew that today, a big war, I was afraid that it was inevitable.

At this moment, Nangong Li's gaze scanned the crowd beside Bu Wei, and then spoke: "Wen Ji, Zuo Yin, and Right Yang, the three cultivators, we haven't been seen for a while, why don't we come to catch up on the old days?"

Hearing this, in the crowded crowd, the eyes of three people sank.

These three people are none other than Wen Ji, Zuo Yin and Right Yang, who have the strength to cross the Tribulation Realm.

When Aotian was in power, the three of them were sent to Nangong Pavilion in a vain attempt to control the entire Nangong with the Forbidden Soul Bottle.

What the three of them didn't expect was that their actions were broken by Su Yuan and Zhaonu, and instead of controlling Nangong, they let their spirits be packed into the Forbidden Soul Bottle.

With Nangong Li's opening, Wen Ji, Zuo Yin, and Right Yang paused slightly, their faces were solemn, but they were helpless, only one of them spread out and flew towards Nangong Li.

There is no way, Nangong Li holds the forbidden soul bottle of the three of him in his hands, it can be said that the life and death of the three of them are only in Nangong Li's thoughts.

After a while, Wen Ji and the three of them flew to Nangong Li's side.

Strangely, Nangong Li didn't say anything, and Wen Ji and the three didn't ask anything.

In fact, with the hearts of Wen Ji and the others, how could they not understand Nangong Li's intentions?

At this time, after seeing this scene, the maniac beside Bu Wei became a little uneasy.

"Master Buwei, since they want to use strong, why don't we meet them?"

"Hmph! A group of guys who don't know the height of the sky! Don't let them know that they are powerful, but I'm afraid that they will really take themselves seriously!"

"My lord, wouldn't it be very disappointing if there wasn't a hearty battle on this stormy day?"

“......”

A group of madmen who broke the ban continued to talk about each other, and they didn't seem to care at all about the thousands of cultivators who came with no memory.

Bu Wei condensed his face, looking at his demeanor, as if he was thinking about something.

Wu Yi and the others are silent, so far, there is no need to say anything, if Buwei chooses to fight, they will fight, if not, they must give in to Buwei to come up with a satisfactory solution.

On this occasion, on the top of a high mountain outside Dengyun Peak, there are three figures standing in the wind and rain.

Among them, dressed in snow white, the whole person looks elegant and handsome, it is Su Yuan.

Su Yuan's left and right were accompanied by a man and a woman.

The man's name is Xiaodi, and he is playing the flute at the moment, and he is enjoying it freely.

The woman does not be someone else, she is a slave from the Demon Domain.

Zhao Nu smiled and said, "Master Su Yuan, Zhao Nu is tossing and turning in the red dust of Zimo with you, just to pursue a touch of light after the rain." ”

Hearing this, Su Yuan's expression was as usual, and he was not moved by what the slave said.

Xiao Di held the cicada whistle sent by Ah Biao, and his face was inexplicably confused.

He couldn't understand why the summoner would say such a thing at this moment.

After a moment's delay, Su Yuan said lightly: "Summoning slave girl, after the rain, must it be bright?"

"Huh?"

Zhao Nu was surprised, and asked, "Could it be that there is blood everywhere after the rain?"

Su Yuan smiled slightly and muttered, "Is it blood?

.......