It was really hard for Zhuo Hua to imagine that they had encountered one danger after another in the Yuanwu Realm, and Mo Qingshan, who had been the least injured, had all fallen to the fourth level of the Golden Immortal in his cultivation! How could Nangong Wufang, who had already cultivated to the weakest level, be promoted to the ninth level of the Golden Immortal instead?

However, today's Vermilion Bird clan, except for Nangong Wufang, where is the second pure-blooded Vermilion Bird?

This gesture of falling from the sky and being born from the fire, is not Suzaku, what is it?

And what made Zhuohua even more puzzled was that if the person who came was really Nangong Wufang, then how could he, who had been away from the immortal realm for a long time, recognize this black shadow leader who made everyone feel desperate?

The rebellious and free Suzaku swooped down from the sky, its huge wings flapping and causing waves of heat, and dozens of sharp fire feathers flew out with golden-red flames. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The leader of the dark shadow had to throw away Miss Cheng in his hand and block with all his might. The immense spiritual pressure imprisoned his movements, making it impossible for him to dodge freely.

Before he could completely dodge the fire feathers, a thin line of oppression went straight to his throat.

The leader of the black shadow couldn't dodge, and his throat was instantly cut by a third, but the wound did not strangely flow out of the blood at this time, only a puff of black smoke.

But as if he had been hit hard, he howled fiercely, "Vermilion Bird Spirit Fire, Nangong Zhanyan! I am loyal to you! You are going to kill me again and again for a woman of unknown origin!"

"Shut up!" Suzaku turned into a human form, surrounded by dazzling flames, making it difficult for people to see his face for a while, but what he said made it clear that he was who he was.

In the firelight, two folding fans with flowing spiritual flames crossed the graceful curve, and the thin and sharp fan edges attacked the black shadow leader. At the same time, it was accompanied by an even more angry voice, "Shut up! What qualifications do you have to call my father's name! What qualifications do you have to say that my mother's origin is unknown!"

Nangong Wufang's face loomed in the firelight, and he couldn't tell whether his face was the light of the flames or the refraction of tears.

The leader of the black shadow was slightly stunned, "You are the son of Nangong Zhanyan and Qingli?" He even stopped dodging, and was instantly hit by the "Leaving the Fire" fan, and a large cloud of black smoke burned again.

He seemed to suddenly fall into confusion, "No! You said that you regretted not being able to kill me with your own hands 20,000 years ago! You are not Qingli's son! Who are you!"

Nangong Wufang looked at the person in front of him, so angry that he almost lost his mind, "Chi Ling!

Red zero?

Zhuohua, who was already about to be sluggish, heard this name, and suddenly a spirit.

Even Mo Qingshan, who had been wholeheartedly maintaining the last line of the three elders' upgrades, suddenly shook his hands.

It turned out to be him!

No wonder I always feel that this black shadow leader is a little familiar, but I can't remember it!

20,000 years ago, he injured Qing Wufang, causing Nangong Zhanyan and his wife to go deep into danger, and finally died in the Great Snow Mountain, the beginning of all incidents!

Red Zero, who should have fallen into an immortal and died 20,000 years ago!

"Mo Qingshan, don't be distracted! Do you still want to save this old man!" Liu Feiliu was a little angry.

Her attention was completely focused on the green light cocoon in front of her, unaware of what was happening on the battlefield behind her.

She only found that Mo Qingshan suddenly lost her mind, and the output of spiritual power became unstable, and she couldn't help but shout.

Mo Qingshan glanced at Zhuo Hua from a distance, knowing that he also thought about it, and immediately tried to gather his mind and focus his attention on the three elders again.

Zhuohua on the other side floated up with great difficulty, and it wasn't until he floated to the same height as the Black Shadow Leader that he narrowed his eyes and looked carefully, "It's really Red Zero!"

The captain of the personal guard who always follows Nangong Zhanyan!

It's just that the eerie and hideous appearance now is so different from the thoughtful and meticulous face in his memory that he and Mo Qingshan can't even recognize it at all.

Zhuo Hua turned his eyes to look at Nangong Wufang, only to see his hateful expression, as if he really knew Chi Ling.

No, not only did he know him, he even recognized Chi Ling faster than Mo Qingshan and himself!

How is this possible?

Even if the old man Nangong showed him the image left by Chi Ling, how could he be able to identify this almost unrecognizable Chi Ling more accurately than the two of them?

Zhuo Hua suddenly thought of a fact that Mo Qingshan had just reminded him of not long ago.

Ying Wubao is Ying Wubao, and Qing Wufang is Nangong Wufang!

At this moment, Zhuo Hua only felt that in 20,000 years, he had never been so sober as he was now.

Nangong Wufang, from 20,000 years ago, has returned!

He witnessed his parents being forced to die in the Gu array of the Great Snow Mountain for his own sake. He carved the face of every enemy in his mind with his own hands. He experienced every moment that could save his parents' lives, but in the end, he missed them one by one.

Zhuohua didn't know how Chi Ling, who should have died 20,000 years ago, came back from the dead. I don't know how Nangong Wufang traveled through 20,000 years of time and finally appeared in front of Chi Ling.

He only felt that maybe today's battle had been doomed since 20,000 years ago!

In the sky, after a brief period of chaos, Red Zero finally faintly had some clues.

He said skeptically but affirmatively: "Twenty thousand years ago, I saw you!"

He kicked out, forcing back Nangong's fangfang's folding fan, and his tone began to resent, "Twenty thousand years ago, I fell into an immortal and became a demon! I have never done anything that hurts heaven and reason! But I have fallen into an immortal and become a demon! Everything is because of one person!"

"You are a demon! Fallen into a demon, and you don't even reflect on it!" Nangong Wufang clenched the hand of "Lihuo", and the green tendons burst out, "You killed the master who once swore an oath to the sky and would be loyal to the master for the rest of his life!

Chi Ling hit the fan of "Lihuo" with a punch, and at the same time roared: "I didn't! When Nangong Zhanyan died, I would have died a long time ago! You were the one who killed him!"

Nangong Wufang's eyes suddenly oozed blood, "It's you! If you hadn't killed my wife and children, how would I have been stabbed by you! How could my father and mother go to that damn snowy mountain for me! There is a ban in the fairy world against harming pregnant people! But if you have the slightest compassion for my wife, my father and mother will not die!"

"Your father, mother, haha, it's really funny! You are clearly Qing Wufang, and now you dare to take away Qingli's son!" Chi Ling glared angrily, "Twenty thousand years ago, I was too light to kill you! Today, I will make up for the sword I owed back then!"

"It's exactly what I want!" Nangong Wufang's face left a trace of blood and tears, looking like a vengeful ghost, "Twenty thousand years ago, I was trapped in the Heavenly Immortal Cultivation, and I had no power to fight back. Today, I'm going to show you what a young talent is!"