Time has changed, enough to erase all traces.

In less than half an hour, the Thousand Households Spirit Slayer Array in the void had all perished. The three thousand Xuanyuan clan flags were all destroyed, and the three thousand remnant souls were all dissipated.

And the Blood God Marquis also perished!

There is no mountain behind the Zen Temple, only 3,000 stele forests remain, like 3,000 lonely tombs, under the gloomy sky, the cocoon stands alone, full of desolation.

Before the pagoda, outside the Wuzen Temple, Lu Han and the Wuchan Temple could not kneel for a long time, covering their faces with loess, trembling with grief.

Lin Huang stood beside Lu Han, looking at the gradually clearing world, his expression was also depressed, and his heart was like a big stone blocked, and it was difficult to vent out.

In the world of martial arts, the strong are respected.

But in the body of the Xuanyuan clan, he saw a martial artist's morality, and felt the immortal righteousness of the world.

Willing to spill blood for the peace of the world!

"Perhaps, this is the true backbone of a martial artist!"

In front of the pagoda, Lin Huang laughed at himself, looking at Lu Han covered with loess, and his heart was full of mixed feelings. In comparison, his own pursuit, in front of the martial artists of the entire Xuanyuan clan, seemed so small.

After a long time, Lu Han got up, and the loess buried the latter's tears. made Lu Han at this moment extremely calm and calm, without the woodenness and stupidity he once had.

It seems that in the first quarter of an hour, the latter has matured!

In front of the pagoda, Lu Han stood tall, his face was still dark, but he was not in Mune, and he no longer smiled. It looks like a reef in the depths of the sea, deep and firm.

"This is the eight-armed Shura Ding!"

Lu Han turned to look at Lin Huang, took out the eight-armed Shura Ding, and continued: "After entering the pagoda, if Ye Wuchan's body is still there, help me bring it back to Xuanyuan City!"

Lin Huang took the eight-armed Shura Ding and nodded solemnly.

"The Yinyang Valley is about to be born, and I will return to the Xuanyuan family and attack the Yinyang Valley with my father. I'm not waiting for you to come out here. If you have a heart, I will wait for you in Yin Yang Valley!"

Lu Han continued.

"Be careful yourself, when the Yin Yang Valley breaks out, I will definitely arrive!"

Lin Huang frowned slightly, and instructed Lu Han.

The corners of Lu Han's mouth raised slightly, but he didn't have the slightest smile, but the Ah Xiu golden gun in his hand was a little more powerful, "I didn't understand before, you and I are of the same age, similar talents, and my Lu Han's efforts are not worse than yours, why is the realm not as good as yours, now I understand!"

Lin Huang turned his head and looked at Lu Han with a little doubt, but saw the latter smile slightly, holding the Axiu golden gun in his hand, and leaving this place with his back to everyone.

"That's because I've been a wandering orphan all these years, forgetting my mission and responsibility. Now that I am no longer wandering, I will return to the Xuanyuan family, I am no longer Lu Han, but Xuanyuan Han!"

"I am the thirty-third generation descendant of the Xuanyuan family, I carry the green dragon on my back, I carry the Axiu golden gun, my Xuanyuan Mansion has three thousand heroic spirits immortal, my Xuanyuan Mansion has the heroic spirit of the world for eternity, I should be the next generation of Xuanyuan Mansion head, I should become the backbone of the East Spirit Realm, my father is getting old, and I am young!"

As soon as the words fell, the young man in sackcloth and holding the Axiu golden gun had disappeared in front of everyone.

Looking at the back of Lu Han leaving, Lin Huang smiled, he understood that Lu Han had changed after all. It is no longer the wooden and detained as it once was, but will become the backbone of the Eastern Spirit Realm.

It's like a phoenix nirvana!

Inside and outside the messy Wuzen Temple, the young man in Mai took a gun out of the temple, stepped on the blood-ridden mountain road, and went down the mountain step by step.

That ordinary figure, silently and calmly descending the mountain, and Lu Han himself did not notice that from the moment he lifted his gun out of the temple, his body was surrounded by wind and clouds from all directions, and the momentum around him was rising like a dragon.

One step at a time!

When Lu Han stepped on the blood all over the ground and walked down Wuchan Mountain, he had already become a martial marquis.

At the foot of Wuchan Mountain, Lu Han suddenly stopped, looked at the martyrdom not far from him, and suddenly said:

"You still have one last chance, follow me back to Xuanyuan Mansion! If you don't go back, you will no longer be a person from my Xuanyuan Mansion, and I will kill you once when I see you in the future!"

In the jungle, Ci Nan's figure was stunned, and he opened his eyes to look at Lu Han with a calm expression, and his old eyes flashed with the light of youth, pure and hot-blooded.

However, Cinan's face finally darkened, and then he sighed, "The poor monk can't go back......"

Before the words fell, Lu Han snorted coldly, picked up his gun and left the place.

"Shi ......"

Looking at the back of Lu Han's departure, Ci Nan opened his mouth and shouted, but before the words fell, he stopped again, full of lonely smiles, and unconsciously, a string of Buddhist beads in his hand was broken.

Ci Nan turned his head to look at the Wuzen Temple halfway up the mountain in the distance, and sighed in despair, "I can't go back here either!"

......

There is no mountain behind the temple.

After Lin Huang cleaned up his mood a little, he set his eyes on the pagoda in front of him, and his face was contemplative.

Now that nearly a month has passed, I don't know if Ye Wuchan in this pagoda still has a trace of remnant soul and obsession. That half-Buddha and half-demon body, does it still exist?

The thousands of blood crows under the stupa, whether they will occupy the stupa.

Lin Huang looked at the eight-armed Shura Ding in his hand, his eyebrows raised slightly, even though he was sad in his heart, he couldn't help but be a little excited. Because in this ancient ding, there is a relic.

Buddha god relics.

From the forest barren in the mountains and rivers in the ancient scrolls, when the relics of the Buddha were discovered, they have been searching hard. Now, the relics of the Buddha gods are close at hand.

"Wait for me to come out!"

Lin Huang turned around, forgot to glance at Jun Chengcheng and Lin Cangxue, and then held the eight-armed Shura Ding and slowly walked into the pagoda.

......

When Lu Han left the Wuzen Temple, Lin Huang entered the pagoda. At the foot of Wuzen Mountain, I don't know when, a young man in purple suddenly appeared.

The young man is magnificent, with a graceful and glaring expression, like a real superior.

The young man raised his head and looked at the Wuzen Temple halfway up the mountain, smiling on his white jade-like face, and his dark eyes were full of burning desire, and then he stepped on the Wuzen Temple.

Xuanyuan City, in the Tiance Building.

In the quiet study, Qin Xuance leaned over the desk, looking at the mountains of files in front of him, tired and excited.

The disaster of Yin Yang Valley is about to be born, and all kinds of things are coming one after another in the Eastern Spirit Realm, and the entire Xuanyuan Mansion is very busy, and the latter, as the staff of Xuanyuan Mansion, although he does not have to run around, he also has to deal with various things, which is really exhausting.

If it weren't for the planning of the layout, which was something that Qin Xuance loved, in the face of the mountain of files, I was afraid that he would have the urge to jump off the Tiance Tower.

Bite.

Ding Ding Ding.

Just as Qin Xuance was annotating the file with a red pen, in a corner of the study, the armillary sphere placed in the corner suddenly made a tinkling sound, like the alarm of an incoming enemy.

Qin Xuance flickered with the red pen in his hand, and then frowned and looked at the armillary sphere. The slender ten fingers flew, and a compass appeared out of thin air in the room.

The compass clicked and turned, emitting a mysterious light, as if deducing the changes between heaven and earth......

Half a quarter of an hour later.

Qin Xuance's slender ten fingers slammed away, wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, and his face as white as jade showed a rare dignified color, and his brows were furrowed.

In the latter's deduction just now, it seems that another person from the Great Domain appeared in the Eastern Spirit Realm.

And more than one!

Yesterday's chapter was wrongly named, it should be called the Thousand Households Slaughtering Spirit Array, not the Three Thousand Slaughtering Spirit Array

(End of chapter)