Wuyi paused and raised his eyes, but saw thousands of fanatics in the square, full of emotion, like a tiger and wolf army, ready to go. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

They all had resolute eyes, their eyes were fixed on Wu Yi, it seemed that Wu Yi only gave an order, and they would never back down.

Looking at it, Wuyi opened his mouth, but when the words came to his mouth, he ended up speechless.

At this moment, under the cliff outside the square, there is a sea of clouds and waves, and the sound of the wind gradually rises on the cliff, blowing down the flowers of a tree.

After a while, Wu Yi spoke: "Ladies and gentlemen, the current situation in the Fenglan Continent is endless, there are Quartet Pavilions fighting fiercely and bravely, and people from other regions coveting it outside. ”

Hearing this, thousands of fanatics were all contemplating, and they had more or less heard about the resurgence of the waves of the Fenglan Continent.

Wu Yi said: "Right now, the flames of war have been ignited in Fenglan Academy, and there may have become a place of chaos now. You may not know that in the void battlefield of Fenglan Academy, there is a wordless battle monument. ”

"Void Battlefield?"

"Wordless Battle Monument?"

There are many fanatics, their eyebrows are slightly sunk, and among them, there are indeed many people who don't know the Void Battlefield and the wordless battle monument.

Wu Yi said: "The wordless battle monument is the hub of Fenglan Academy, whoever can control the wordless battle monument can also master the countless void passages of Fenglan Academy." ”

Speaking of this, Wu Yi paused, he did not completely clarify his words.

Because he believed that none of the fanatics present were stupid, and that they could understand the meaning of their words with a little thought.

After a moment of silence, he said without memory: "I fanatic should not have participated in this dispute, but unfortunately, this world does not allow it. No matter who the wordless battle monument ends up in, those who suffer are all ordinary people in the Fenglan Continent. ”

As he spoke, Wuyi sighed softly, and thousands of fanatics also fell into thought at this time.

Wu Yi looked at the group of fanatics, and immediately followed, the sadness and sadness on his face disappeared, and was replaced by a touch of perseverance.

That perseverance comes naturally and freely.

The next moment, Wu Yi suddenly waved his hand, and from his hand, a clear green long stick appeared, which was the Buddha Emperor Stick.

Wu Yi slanted the Buddha Emperor Stick, and the momentum of the whole person became arrogant at this time.

He stood on a high platform, motionless, but unshakable.

What is unshakable is not only the man without memory, but also his faith, the faith of a madman.

Immediately after, he waved without memory.

"Whew!"

I only heard a sound of wind moving in the sky, and I saw a green light pointing to the sky.

"I am a madman standing in the world, I should have the world in mind, and take the good life of the world as my own responsibility. Now that the turmoil has changed, if the wordless battle monument is allowed to fall into his hands, the people in the world will be in dire straits. Would you like to see such an ending?"

Although the words are exhausted, the sound of the flood echoes in the hearts of thousands of fanatics.

They stared straight at the Memoryless, their expressions growing excited.

Seeing this, Wu Yi said again: "Scholars can't do without Hongyi, there is a long way to go." If it's for the sake of the world, I'm a madman and dies, so what's the matter?"

At this moment, the entire Dengyun reverberated with the sound of memoryless words, boiling and resounding in the sky.

Thousands of fanatics were silent, but their silence was not peaceful.

Their blood began to become hot with the passionate words of no memory, and their spirit also became invigorated, and invisibly, a majestic righteousness condensed in the square of Dengyun Peak.

At this time, Dream Sanqian suddenly took a step forward, and between his sleeves, a Yuan Force rushed straight into the sky.

"Boom..."

Then we can see, from above the nine heavens, spread out a passage.

"When you enter my crazy door, you should have crazy ambition, my generation of crazy people, when you have the courage to be righteous, cover the earth and be loyal to the liver, even if you die, you will be generous!!"

As the dream of three thousand voices fell, thousands of fanatics were excited, and their eyes were clear, and in the clear, they looked at death as if they were at home.

Wu Yi said: "Since you go to Fenglan Academy to compete for the wordless battle monument, don't be reluctant, because you have the right to choose life and death!"

As he spoke, his expression flickered, and the person had risen out of the air.

In the blink of an eye, the man was settled on the passage.

Wuyi didn't look back, only slanted the Buddha Emperor's stick, and walked calmly.

Immediately after, Lieyang, Wu Wang, and others followed.

At this time, thousands of fanatics stopped and watched, their bodies dignified and wanton.

After a while, there was a sudden sound in the crowd:

"Born as a madman, dead as a madman!"

Then I saw that one after another figures moved in the air.

"Born as a madman, dead as a madman!"

Immediately after, more fanatics cried out.

"Whoa, whoa!"

In an instant, countless figures rose into the air, surging straight towards the passage.

On the high platform, more than 3,000 people stared at each other.

Yan Shuai said: "Meng Lao, in the battle in the near future, many people may fall in my fanatics. ”

Dream Sanqian paused and said, "When a person is dead, the soul is still there." ”

As he spoke, the figure of Dream Sanqian gradually became illusory, until in the end, it completely disappeared without a trace.

Banjiao Qingniu turned into a reckless man, he looked at Yan Shuai, and said with a smile: "Little thief, don't worry, I will cover you!"

Yan Shuai sank his eyebrows, glanced at Banjiao Qingniu, and said, "If you are really idle, it is better to cover Wensheng and Mu Chen more!"

After that, Yan Shuai walked away.

Xiaomeng didn't say anything, and she was silent from beginning to end.

Although she is also a madman, her purpose for going to the Void Battlefield is different from everyone else.

"Brother Xuan, I'm here to pick you up!"

After muttering secretly, Xiaomeng's figure turned into a streamer of light and disappeared into the sky.

Watching everyone leave one after another, Banjiao Qingniu smiled faintly, and there were still two figures on his left and right, which were Xiao Ben and Da Qing.

After the silence, the banjiao green cow smiled and said with emotion: "If you can use all forces, you will be invincible in the world." If you can use the wisdom of the crowd, you are not afraid of the saints. ”

When the words fell, his people had flown away.

Hearing this, Xiao Ben and Da Qing were at a loss, two beasts, you look at me, I look at you, it's so confused.

Little Ben scratched his head and said, "Big Benlong, do you understand?"

Da Qing glanced at Xiao Ben coldly and said, "Didn't you also say it, I'm Da Ben Long." ”

As he spoke, Daqing's body stretched out, and his body had already entered the sky with the wind.

Xiao Ben was stunned, his face was full of helplessness, and then chased after Daqing again and again.

......

The remnant clouds collect the green mountains, and the evening fog forms a long sky. The wind is three thousand miles, and the crown cover is far away.

Fenglan Academy, an ethereal place hanging in the blue fall.

Its position is not static, it is like a tiny star, surrounding the Fenglan Continent.

Here, the sun and the moon are healthy, the stars are reasonable, the five elements of yin and yang, the four seasons change, the heaven and the earth run, and the cycle repeats.

Only today's Fenglan Academy has been shrouded in blood, and everything has become silent.

At this time, thousands of fanatics entered through the passage, but they saw that the wind was cold, the air was bleak, the grass and trees were shaken, and the condensation was frost.

Everyone stopped on a wide field, and there was the sound of the wind in their ears, caressing and caressing.

Not far away, corpses were strewn all over the field, and rivers of blood flowed.

Seeing this scene, the hearts of thousands of fanatics were tight.

Wu Yi and the others leaned on the front line, their eyes were not variegated, and they had long been accustomed to seeing blood along the way.

After a moment of silence, he said without memory: "This journey, the road is absolutely dangerous, the bloody wind falls, the blood rain falls, if you go back now, it is still too late!"

With that, the Memoryless Man was already walking forward.

Lieyang and the others were indifferent, and then followed the steps of no memory again and again.

Thousands of fanatics hesitated for a moment, and then moved one after another, and none of them turned back.

As they walked, the crowd came to an abrupt halt.

I saw that on the rocks not far away, there was a figure standing with his back to everyone.

Wu Yi sank his eyebrows, and was about to speak, but Dream Sanqian appeared at this time.

Dream Sanqian and Wuyi glanced at each other, turned to look at the back, and said, "Your Excellency is here, but you are trying to block my way?"

The figure shook his head and said lightly, "I'm here just to send you a tune." ”

With that, the figure sat down on the ground.

He was in an upright position, and the ends of a plucked string vessel could be faintly seen between his knees.

Seeing this, Wu Yi and the others all frowned, and the thousands of maniacs that followed were at a loss.

Just as everyone was stunned, the figure had already begun to caress the song.

Fingers, strings plucked, sounds.

Hatsune is slow and soothing, like the sound of footsteps, from near to far, embarking on the journey.

The string notes gradually change, from slow to fast, the rhythm is tense and mysterious, bursts of urgency, and the atmosphere of Xiao Killing suddenly fills the mountains.

The strings are swept and moved, the sound is loud, and a vast ancient battlefield is prominently revealed, where it is bleak and there is sad.

Point, retick, sound.

The smoke of gunpowder rises, the sword blade comes out, the battle on the ancient battlefield shakes the sky, the horn roars in unison, the blood is tragic, and the ups and downs are up.

......

Fingers, string stops, sound echoes.

The storm is sudden, the blade of the sword is cold, and the song of sorrow is everywhere, some people are standing, and some are falling.

The standing king was canonized, and the fallen bones were buried in the wilderness.

At the end of the song, it is tragic and heroic, unrestrained and passionate, and trembling.

"Qinghai is long clouds and dark winds, and the clouds are looking at the ethereal mountains. Roaring to the sky, swinging his blade, he swore not to return the battle monument. ”

The figure slowly stood up, and a sigh came out of his mouth.

The next moment, his figure gradually faded into nothingness, and after a long time, he was no longer visible.

At this time, thousands of fanatics stood as if they were in a state of distraction, and they seemed to be still immersed in the sound of the piano.

Meng Sanqian frowned, and even the Banjiao Qingniu, Yan Shuai and others beside him were also full of solemnity.

Yan Shuai said: "Old Meng, this person is very strong. ”

Dream Sanqian nodded and said, "I can't see through him." ”

Banjiao Qingniu said: "But it doesn't look like he is an enemy." ”

Xiaomeng was silent, and the perseverance in his expression never wavered.

On the other side, Wu Yi and the others were also surprised, but the expressions of Wu Wang and Nangong Yingying were quite suspicious.

The two are no strangers to the tune of Shicai.

Nangong Yingying said: "Brother Wu Wang, the song just now, but it is the legacy of the predecessors of the wasteland?"

Hearing Nangong Yingying's words, the eyes of Meng Sanqian and the others were all fixed.

Wu Wangye nodded at this time and said, "Yes." ”

Dream 3000 said: "Wu Wang, Yingying, don't you recognize the right person?"

The two shook their heads.

Wu Wangdao: "Dream Lao, it's just a song." ”

Saying this, Wu Wang's heart was full of doubts.

The piano skills in the desert were excellent and outstanding, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the music he played was superb.

If there is anyone in this world who can copy the sound of the piano in the wilderness, Wu Wang can only think of one person.

This man, who also spent time with them, had only a hobby of wine, except for money.

Just as Wu Wangying was thinking about it, Nangong Yingying suddenly asked, "Brother Wu Wang, could that person be Dean Da Biao?"

Hearing the word "Da Biao", Wuyi and others were moved.

They are no strangers to Shi Dabiao, and when they think of this person who disappeared with Tianyi's disappearance, their expressions were full of waves.

Wu Wu paused and said, "It's not like Brother Da Biao, but it's familiar." ”

At this time, Wu Yi said: "Dead fat man, don't say it, hurry up!"

Hearing this, Wu Wu nodded, he also knew that now was not the time to explore the unknown.

Next, everyone drove quickly towards the location of the wordless battle monument.

On the way forward, the corpses of cultivators could be seen everywhere, the smoke of gunpowder was permeated, and the wisps of wind carried the wind, and the entire Fenglan Academy was like a dead place.

Before you know it, night is approaching, the sky becomes overcast, and the darkness envelops the stratus clouds, and falls into the void battlefield along with the wind and rain.

In a short time the wind became rampant, the rain became angry, and the infinite darkness fell into fear.

"Whew!"

"Boom!"

At this moment, the wind was blowing, the rain was sluggish, the fog was pouring smoke, the thunder was full of thunder, the boundless anger was howling, and the sky was shaking.

The downpour came unexpectedly, and the entire mountain field was shrouded in falling rain.

Thousands of fanatics were in the heavy rain and mud, treading the wind.

Dream Sanqian said: "We have to hurry up, and we must not let others control the wordless battle monument." ”

Listening to Meng Sanqian's advice, Wu Yi and the others nodded, and their feet couldn't help but get faster.

Not long after he walked forward, Dream Sanqian suddenly waved his hand, and thousands of fanatics stopped.

After a while, two figures arrived, a man and a woman.

The woman is dressed in a green pleated skirt with scattered flowers and water mist, wearing a light blue and emerald water thin smoke veil, her shoulders are shaved, her waist is like a vegetarian, her skin is like coagulated fat, and her air is like a quiet orchid.

Her gaze is coquettish and murmuring, like a rippling spring, and a melodious orchestra.

The wind blows, and the rain falls.

Infiltrated with clear beauty, containing light sorrow, depicting the whispers, engraved the memory, and writing a song of Yurun's affectionate heart.

The woman was holding an umbrella, and the man was sharing it.

The man is delicate and handsome, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, that smile makes people obsessed and intoxicated at first glance, but makes people chill when they look at it again.

Seeing the people, Dream Sanqian's eyebrows sank, and said: "The two of you are really good Yaxing, and they are in the mood to share an umbrella in the bloody rain." ”

The woman smiled and said, "You should ask, are we friend or foe." ”

Hearing this, Dream Sanqian's eyes narrowed, and he smiled: "I don't think you should be enemies." ”

The woman said, "How can you see it?"

Dream 3000 said: "There is no killing intent on your body. ”

The woman said: "There is a place to go now, I hope you will turn around, I don't know if you want to?"

Hearing this, the faces of Wu Yi and the others changed suddenly.

This time they came to the Void Battlefield, they were originally for the wordless battle monument, but this woman actually asked them to turn around, which really made people suspicious.

Yan Shuai glanced at him, and was about to speak, but was stopped by Meng Sanqian.

Then, Dream Sanqian looked at the woman and said, "Please introduce me!"

The woman smiled, then turned away with the man.

Yan Shuai said: "Old Meng, the origin of these two people is unknown, why do we want to go with them?"

Dream Sanqian smiled faintly, and didn't respond anything, only chased after the woman and the man.

Seeing this, Yan Shuai's eyebrows became even more condensed.

He looked at Wu Yi and the others, and he could see the surprise in everyone's expressions.

Wu Wu glanced at Wu Yi and said, "Little white face, what are you thinking?"

Wu Yi said: "I'm thinking, is this going is a blessing or a curse." ”

Wu Forget smiled and said, "What's the matter, when do you also care about good and bad luck?"

After a slight pause, he turned his head to look at the thousands of fanatics behind him, and said, "If it's just me, I'm not worried." ”

As he spoke, he walked away.

After that, a group of fanatics followed.

After a long journey, the rain gradually subsided, and the wind stopped blowing.

Under the guidance of a man and a woman, everyone arrived at a place where mountains and rivers meet.

Behind them was a vast field, but in front of them were steep peaks, and the water was at the bottom of the mountain.

At this time, above the water's edge, a figure was suspended.

The figure was dressed in a black robe and had a grim face.

"My lord, someone is coming!"

The woman took the umbrella and bowed to the black-robed figure, and the man was speechless, bowing to the figure like the woman.

The figure squinted, turned to look at Meng Sanqian and the others, and said, "Everyone, due to physical inconvenience, I can't greet you in person, and I hope to forgive your sins!"

As he spoke, the figure smiled.

His smile was a little cold.

As the figure fell, a light breeze blew by.

I saw that the robe on the lower half of the figure's body was rolled up with the wind, and it was empty.

Seeing this, Dream Sanqian's face became gloomy.

The woman looked at Meng Sanqian and said with a smile: "Dare to ask Your Excellency, do you know now whether we are friends or enemies?"

Meng Sanqian glanced at the woman coldly, turned to look at the figure hanging on the water's edge, and said, "It seems that it will take a lot of effort to walk through this piece of landscape." ”

The figure smiled coldly and said, "I'm curious, why aren't you angry at all?"

Dream Sanqian said: "You want me to be angry?"

The figure nodded.

Dream Sanqian said: "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you." ”

The figure sighed softly and said, "Do you know what the consequences are for disappointing me?"

Dream Sanqian said: "I don't know, and I don't want to know." ”

The figure looked at Wuyi and the other thousands of fanatics, and said, "I don't know if their blood is enough to dye this landscape red?"

Hearing this, Yan Shuai and the others' expressions became condensed.

Up to now, anyone can see that these people in front of them are friends and foes.

At this time, Dream Sanqian's face was already extremely ugly, he couldn't see through the strength of the figure, and even the pair of men and women next to him gave him a sense of danger.

He knew very well that the three people in front of him were probably not good, and there was also a sense of play in their unkindness.

.......

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