A huge burst of firelight struck and shone across the sky.

It is similar to the fire letter talisman of the Danquan Sect, but when this flame bursts out, it is a huge 'Qian' word, which has not disappeared for a long time.

Just below the firelight, two cloud-turning cars sat side by side. There were dozens of majestic wildebeest and some figures next to it.

A sixty-year-old man sits on the roof of one of the cars. He has thick eyebrows and tiger stripes on his face. The eyes are like wheels, the essence in the eyes is flickering, the momentum is calm, and the majesty is natural, and at this moment it is the face that is extremely ugly, looking at the eyes.

"Where did you young master go, why didn't anyone come yet? Why did you run around when you knew you were in a killing situation? This is how you supported your young master?"

Standing respectfully in front of the old man were Yin Yang and Lian Fan, the former was expressionless and unmoved. The latter is slightly embarrassing.

As a coachman, he also has the responsibility of guarding the clan. It's just that by the time he finished the matter and rushed back, Zong Shou had already disappeared, and after two days, he was nowhere to be seen.

Behind the old man, there is also a middle-aged man in his thirties. It is also awe-inspiring, and the body is strong and strong. With a gloomy face and a square countenance, there is nothing surprising about it. There are three long whiskers on each side of the lips. At this time, it was warping and warping, and it seemed to be angry.

And standing on the top of the other carriage were Xuanyuan Yiren and Li Yunniang. Hearing the old man's words, he raised his eyebrows, and turned to Li Yunniang reproachfully: "Do you know where the prince is going, at least in which direction, can you always know?" Why didn't you ask clearly at that time?"

Li Yunniang shook her head and pointed to the hills next to her, which was an answer.

I secretly complained in my heart, with the surname of that little devil, how could I dare to ask? Even if I asked, Zong Shou probably wouldn't pay attention to it.

She can see clearly, the young master has been completely treated as a mosquito and fly recently, and she feels disgusted and unwilling to care.

Yin Yang was calm, but it was the sixty-year-old man, his eyes were wide open, and his eyes were a little astringent. He snorted again, closed his eyes and said, "Why don't you speak?"

Yin Yang's body moved at this time, and he leaned over slightly: "My lord, please be calm and don't be impatient, presumably the young master won't need much time to rush back." With the power of the young master, he will be safe and sound. ”

"With the power of the young master, safe and sound? Hey, what is the ability of the prince, I really don't know it! Yin Yang, before he enters the sea of clouds, although most likely he will make that person protect the son. It's just that although that guy is a cultivator of the Xuanwu Sect, he is seriously injured, and in normal times, the prince still needs to rely on the guards. How can you take this for granted?"

The old man sneered, and looked at Yin Yang with a cold expression: "Can you say it? You have traveled thousands of miles, running for twenty nights, and invited me here, what is the matter? Do you know that although I am loyal to the future king, I also have the responsibility of protecting the clansmen." If it is true as you say, it is enough to convince me to support the son. If not, I, Hu Qianqiu, will definitely take action in person and take the surname of the son. lest the next Qiantian Demon King be angry with my Iron Tiger Clan?"

Xuanyuan suffocated his breath, shook his lips lightly, and clenched his fists unconsciously.

Even Fan Yin Yang had a faint expression and didn't care about it. Even Li Yunniang didn't realize this threat, how much could it be realized, but there was a faint look of anxiety on her face.

- Why hasn't that person arrived yet?

Yin Yang smiled and shook his head lightly: "Yin Yang doesn't dare to overstep his bounds, and even if he says it next, most of the adults don't believe it, so it's better to wait for the prince to rush back and talk to the adults in person." Please rest assured, the prince will never disappoint you, my lord!"

Hearing this, Hu Qianqiu was noncommittal, but the middle-aged man behind him sneered: "Won't you disappoint my father? What qualifications does he have to say that he can not disappoint his father?Ah, yes, he doesn't report hope, so naturally he can't talk about disappointment-"

Yin Yang was silent for a while and didn't speak, but Hu Qianqiu's eyes were cold, and he opened his mouth to scold: "Hu Zhongyuan, you shut up for me! No matter how he is, he is also my brother himself? If you say a word about him again, believe it or not, I will sink you into the sea of clouds?"

The tiger Zhongyuan looked stunned, and closed his mouth stupidly, revealing a little unwillingness. The tiger Qianqiu also looked up at the sky again, only to see that the word 'dry' had gradually dimmed.

I couldn't help frowning: "Send another talisman! If you must wait for the Son to return, then wait for him to return. I'll wait for him a little longer. Just take it as a distraction for my brother-"

Xuanyuan's willow eyebrows immediately frowned slightly.

can satisfy Hu Qianqiu, how can he be satisfied with the situation at this moment?

Could it be that he refers to the Pulse Spiritual Pill, and the Psychic Xuanyi Pill? It's just that this is only a slight possibility that he can practice martial arts.

However, this tiger Qianqiu, it seems that Zong Shou specially ordered Yin Yang to invite him. How sure was he so confident that he was so confident?

※※※※ The fire of the word "dry" shines on the night sky again. At the same time, within a radius of dozens of miles, everyone was looking up into the air.

Zong Ling did the same, frowning and looking at the sky, his eyes full of puzzlement: "Could this fire letter charm really don't want money? What kind of mystery is it doing? Feng Xiao, is there really a Xuanwu Sect over there?"

Feng Xiao didn't dare to be sure, and looked at an innate powerhouse beside him who was holding a sword in his forehand and quietly riding on a horse that rode the wind.

Seeing that the latter bowed slightly, he frowned and said, "It is as strong as a dragon, like a golden pillar." He has reached the pinnacle of martial artists in the world, and most of them are! This person must be a person with amazing pride, so he is so undisguised, and his strength is mostly extraordinary. It's the first time I've seen such a flamboyant Xuanwu Grandmaster—"

"It's vaguely familiar, it seems to be someone who has seen it, could it be the Xuanwu Sect that guards the side of the sect?"

Zong Ling's face was still a little doubtful. After a moment of silence, he rode forward: "Let's go over there and have a look!"

"Childe, no! This person is full of blood and blood, and he doesn't see any signs of weakness, most of them are not that person. And now, we don't have a Xuanwu Sect-level powerhouse—"

Feng Xiao hurriedly opened his mouth to admonish, but seeing that Zong Ling didn't listen to persuasion at all, he had already begun to gallop with all his might, so he had no choice but to urge the horse forward. With several innate martial artists around him, keep up with him.

※※※※ When Zong Shou crawled out of the dozens of zhang pit, it had already been two full hours.

Although he was not injured just now, the wear and tear of the Styx Death Sword on his body was also great. If it weren't for the Lei Luan Essence, he would almost not be able to recover.

However, time is mainly wasted on removing traces and destroying corpses. He hadn't thought about it when he had obtained Dark Epiphany before. But now that these people have been killed, they can't help but deal with it.

That Dou Lingzhen doesn't matter, although he is a city lord, but he kills people when he kills, but Na Mingdu is a little troublesome.

He knew best the methods of these true demon sects. Within the sect, there are usually frequent infighting, and from time to time, someone always has to die, and most of the time they die by the means of the same sect. Survival of the fittest, the most ruthless.

But once a disciple is killed by outsiders, or dies in the business of the door, the revenge must be endless.

Thinking of the dozens of demon slaves who had died, Zong Shou sighed slightly, and he didn't know whether he made a move at that time, whether it was a disaster or a blessing for these people. Although it freed them from their torment, it also directly led to their hastened death.

But this time, I really found a good thing from that Ming Decision.

The magic weapon Dao talisman has a background, and most of them can't be used in front of others. But this is the only thing, and it doesn't hurt to use it.

When he jumped out of the ground, Somori had just stood firm. I saw the huge fire-colored word 'dry' in the sky.

"Letters?"

Zong Shou raised his eyebrows, extremely surprised. With the word 'Qian' as the fire signal, there is only one family of Qiantianshan in the entire east of Yunlu.

The next moment, it was already clear in my heart. Most of the one he had invited had already arrived. Calculate the time, and it's about the same.

I couldn't help but smile, this fire messenger continued, and it seemed that he couldn't wait.

You can't stay here for long, and the death of Dou Lingzhen and Ming Jue can't be hidden for long. It is estimated that it will only take a few hours to affect the army of Fenghua City. Once one side wins, someone will inevitably go into the hole again to see what is going on.

At the moment, there was no longer any delay, and the sect guard grabbed the snow at the beginning and ran forward, urging the thunder to go away and the spirit bones, and quickly shuttled between the mountains.

However, after only a moment of leaving, Zong Shou was already full of helplessness.

"First snow, how long are you going to stare at me. Haven't you seen enough?"

"The appearance of the young master, of course Xue'er will never get enough of it!"

Chu Xue actually nodded, rightly arrogant, and then looked regretful and annoyed: "Especially when you have white hair just now, you are really handsome! Xue'er shouldn't have listened to the young master's words just now, and opened her eyes in advance." Do you want a lot of lords to use the Styx death sword to change their hair and show Cher again? Young master, Cher begs-"

Before he finished speaking, Zong Shou couldn't bear it anymore, and a blasting hammer hit Chu Xue's head: "Dead girl, can you use this sword technique at will?" It seems that you really want to repair it when you go back, and it is becoming more and more presumptuous." Change your mind, that Great Wilderness Runic Sutra, you can copy it for me two hundred times before you are allowed to eat!"

Chu Xue immediately let out a wail, and Zong Code was angry and laughing.

In his previous life, whenever he used this Styx death sword, both men and women were afraid of him, but the first snow was very happy.

Could it be that it is the appearance of this life? But remembering myself in the previous life, it is not very ugly, right? It is a rare temperament man--Just turning these distracting thoughts in his heart, Zong Shou's footsteps stopped, so that the thunder walked the spirit bones paused.

Then his eyes narrowed and he looked in front of him. The trees were verdant, swaying with the breeze, and they didn't notice anything unusual at all.

However, in the thoughts that came from the shadow lion, this was not the case. There are not only people here, but also people with ill intentions.

After a long time, there was not the slightest movement, and Zong Shou was impatient, so he simply pointed out directly with a smile: "My friend is hiding there, do you really think that others can't see it?"

(To be continued)