This is the swaying ** and extravagant border sea area, the most depraved paradise of human beings.

The bright red and vulgar red lanterns that crisscross the streets illuminate the red, and in the deepest alleys of this coastal area is an old art museum that seems to fall apart when the wind blows.

When 'madness' broke out, the people who lived here were almost the first and most crazy poisoners. Because, their hearts have long been filled with **, and now, the effect of madness is nothing more than tearing off their disguised masks.

Under the big red lantern, you can see in front of the art museum, one left and one right, standing two metal knights as tall as iron towers, this kind of bronze knight with a remarkable Italian sculpture style, I am afraid that it will be sold for a lot of money when it is brought to the market, in the eyes of people who have gone crazy now, it is a miracle that they can still stand here without incident.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking the sky in the distance, and the three figures were rushing towards the direction of the Hell Art Museum at an extremely fast speed, and the two knights in front of the door suddenly shook for a moment, and then their metal helmets flipped up slightly, revealing a red light that seemed to be alive from the part of the eyes.

"Stop!"

Two spears staggered in front of the dilapidated gates of the Hell Art Museum, blocking the trio.

The three of them glanced at the two tall knights who were nearly three meters tall, and said in their hearts, this is the gatekeeper of the Hell Art Museum. Then, a person walked out of them: "Two knights, my name is Zhao Ping, we are the scattered immortals of West Kunlun, Mo Tian asked us to be guests." ”

It turned out that after Mo Tian left that day, Zhao Ping and the three of them thought about it again and again, and found that there was no place to go in the world. West Kunlun has been completely destroyed, where else is it safe?

But the decision to go to the Hell Art Museum is also the result of Zhao Ping's thinking for a long time. The person who saved them was Mo Tian, who was fighting against the three great human beings in the Ten Thousand Demon Tower.

He has long been regarded as a public enemy by the human cultivation world, although Zhao Ping and the three of them did not go to the encirclement and suppression operation of the Ten Thousand Demon Pagoda that time, and they did not have any hatred with Mo Tian.

However, the reputation of betraying the public enemy of the cultivation world is not something they are willing to bear.

In the end, the three gritted their teeth, now that the human cultivation world doesn't know how many people are left, the public enemy is the public enemy!

After Zhao Ping finished speaking, the two knights in iron shells first looked at them with flashing red eyes, and for some reason, they were looked at by these two metal iron sheets with life, and Zhao Ping and the three of them only felt a burst of hair in their hearts.

Then, one of the knights nodded, pointed his finger not far away, and said, "There is the parlor, please go there and rest for a while, and when the master returns, he will naturally receive you." ”

The knight was pointing to a dilapidated apartment building, which from the outside looked like an empty building that had been completely abandoned, and even the gate was in a dilapidated state.

Such a place can be called a meeting room? The three people who were originally arrogant all rose up with anger in their hearts, but then they smiled helplessly.

A subordinate prisoner like himself, what are the conditions to talk about, and he should be thankful for having a place to live.

The three of them who suddenly had such thoughts didn't know whether to sigh for their open-mindedness or for their embarrassment and helplessness now.

It wasn't until they got closer to the apartment that they realized it was a little more dilapidated than they had imagined.

The porcelain tiles on the wall of the small building have fallen off in many places. The door was wide open, or rather it looked like it had been taken down and leaned against the wall, and it seemed unusable.

Such a building can only be described as a slum. The three of them looked at each other in front of the door and smiled bitterly, and then were about to go inside the small building when they heard a voice coming from inside.

"It seems that another Taoist friend is coming from the outside, but it is your turn to receive you this time. ”

"Then let Poor Dao introduce them, haha. ”

The three people outside the door were stunned, hearing some familiar voices and titles, although they had already guessed it, they couldn't believe it in their hearts.

It wasn't until a white-haired old man came out of the dilapidated hut that the three of them opened their mouths wide enough to fit an egg.

Taishang Laojun glanced at the three of them, and suddenly said to Zhao Ping: "This is Zhao Ping, a Taoist friend from West Kunlun, when I went to the Yaochi banquet in West Kunlun, I also drank with Taoist friends at the same table." ”

I have to say that these so-called immortals have memories beyond mortals, and that time when they drank at the same table was seven or eight hundred years ago, and now when they come out of Lao Jun's mouth, it is like yesterday.

"Laojun, you are here, could it be that the Eastern Heavenly Court has also been ......" Zhao Ping thought of a possibility, and he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Taishang Laojun smiled bitterly and shook his head at Zhao Ping: "The damage caused by the madness to the Eastern Heavenly Court this time is really not small, and now only those of us are left to use." ”

"How is West Kunlun now? You are still the first batch of West Kunlun Daoists to come here, and the others were still talking about it not long ago. Lao Jun's question made the three of them look dark, Xi Kunlun ...... It seemed like there were only three of them left.

Lao Jun saw that the faces of the three of them were gloomy, and he also knew that this was a sad thing, and his face was a little silent at the same time.

At this time, a rough voice came from the apartment: "Lao Jun, I told you to greet the guests, why did you leave the guests outside the door! ”

"Ah, it's the old man's negligence. Three Taoist friends, please come in. Taishang Laojun led the three of them into the dilapidated gate.

Walking into the house, it made the eyes of several West Kunlun scattered immortals light up, although this small building is extremely dilapidated from the outside, but the inside and outside are simply another world.

Although it is not magnificent, it is quite clean and tidy, and there is a faint sense of freshness, and there are many plants planted in many places in the house, faintly, the three of them seem to be able to feel that the spiritual power in this room is also extraordinarily abundant, I am afraid it is because of the effect of some spirit gathering arrays.

Of course, this environment was ignored by the three of them at once, and the talent that Lao Jun introduced them to see surprised the three of them.

"You have been waiting for a long time, the two Taoist friends who came this time are from West Kunlun, so I couldn't help but ask a few more words" The three words of West Kunlun in Lao Jun's mouth made the eyes of everyone present light up.

The two factions of the East Heavenly Court and the West Kunlun have always been on good terms, and after the fall of the East Heavenly Court, although these people have escaped a lot, they are now also looking for a place to live, and the West Kunlun is of course the first thing they have to consider.

Then Lao Jun eagerly introduced the three of them in West Kunlun.

"This must be all familiar to you, but Erlang is the true monarch of the Holy Manifestation. Lao Jun pointed to a handsome man, and saw that there was a faint slit of flesh between the man's eyebrows. The three of them hurriedly saluted, with great respect for this Heavenly Court First Battle General.

"This is Lei Zhenzi. ”

"This is the Timber Wolf"

......

The three of them saluted everyone one by one, and there were a mixture of people here, people from all over the world, and there were even several forces that were human cultivators. It's just that these people seem to be a little strapped among so many immortals, these are legendary characters, and it is already a fate that can't be asked for by kowtowing when they can see each other, and now they are in the same room with them. Almost didn't knock their little hearts out excitedly.

Then everyone turned their eyes to the three of Xi Kunlun with anticipation and inquiry.

"I don't know what the situation in West Kunlun is now, how are the remaining Daoists except you now?" Lao Jun asked the question just now.

In their opinion, these three people must be the periphery of West Kunlun**, and they probably met Mo Tiancai on the way and will be led to the Hell Art Museum by him.

The three **s of West Kunlun exchanged glances, and they all had a deep sadness in their eyes, and this deep grief made the immortals of the Eastern Heavenly Court feel a bad premonition in their hearts.

"West Kunlun is now ruined, and the three of us are the only ones who have escaped. ”

As soon as Zhao Ping's words came out, the immortals were in an uproar!

Immediately, Zhao Ping gritted his teeth and told the immortals present in the Eastern Heavenly Court everything that the three of his brothers had seen in West Kunlun in detail. (To be continued.) )