Long Yunzhou looked at the man in red, and when he was dumbfounded, he forgot that this was the best time to escape. I just stared blankly, and I felt that there was nothing more ridiculous in this world than now.

The person who came was dressed in red, handsome, and a little cinnabar red in the center of his eyebrows. The eyes are flowing with a strange red glow, the corners of the mouth are always with a charming smile, and the eyebrows are not like a man's femininity.

This person is Murong Leng, who has hunted down Long Yunzhou with the snake demon and Mei Ruoyu.

Long Yunzhou could never have imagined that the monster who had always wanted to drink his own blood would now suddenly appear to help him when he was in danger.

This is tantamount to more shocking than a thunderbolt on a sunny day, Long Yunzhou doesn't believe that this guy will change his ways and help others or something. But now it's true that this guy is saving himself, even if he rubs his eyes, it's a fact.

"Why don't you leave, wait for me to be close to you?" Murong Leng turned around when he was fighting with Mo Luo, and threw a charming glance at Long Yunzhou, which immediately made Long Yunzhou lose a layer of goosebumps all over his body.

Shaking his head, no matter why this Murong Leng appeared here strangely, no matter what conspiracy he had. But now is the perfect opportunity to escape, and we must not give it up.

Thinking of this, he turned around and flew towards Linglong and Yutong. The spiritual power in the body was running wildly, and those heavy injuries were temporarily suppressed. He took the second daughter and rushed to the sky, galloping in the direction of Qianmu Spirit Mountain.

Seeing Long Yunzhou leave like this, Mo Luo's eyes were almost dripping blood.

With a loud roar, his hands opened and closed widely, as if he contained the mysteries of heaven and earth, and his whole body was shrouded in sword light, and the wind blowing within a radius of 100 zhang could tear people apart in an instant.

Murong Leng switched from the initial rush to avoid, but he kept sticking to Mo Luo's side, making him unable to pursue Long Yunzhou alone. He was like a mist of blood, no matter how powerful Moreau's knife style was, he could always narrow the way to escape at the last moment.

Mo Luo gradually calmed down from his initial arrogance, and the cultivation of this person who suddenly appeared was actually on par with him, and he had also reached the Illusory Saint Realm. And this person is at ease under his own fierce offensive, and it seems that he has a backup move.

The more he got to the end, the more shocked Mo Luo became, and the red-clothed man in front of him was already light under his fierce sword.

Often smiling, casually dodging his knife gestures. But he never fought back, and Morrow believed that if he used this person's cultivation, it would be earth-shattering to fight back.

Mo Luo kept his hands and shouted: "Who is Brother Tai? I have no grievances or enmity with my brother, why should my brother be like this. ”

Murong smiled coldly, and there was a hint of a woman in his eyes: "Your sword skills are so good, isn't it good for people to want to be closer to you?" Let me see how far your sword skills can go, and let you serve me well at night." ”

Moreau's face changed suddenly, he had never been so insulted before. Since his cultivation has been successful, everyone has called him the King of Swords. Even Song Wuyu's terrifying existence was courteous to him.

At this time, being teased by Murong Leng like this, he couldn't help but shout: "Look for death!"

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth changed color. Mo Luo withdrew his hands, and the whole person slammed into Murong Leng. The black qi was vertical and horizontal, and it instantly enveloped his whole body, and at this moment he was a knife between heaven and earth. With people with the sword, with the knife to turn people. A man is a knife, and a knife is a man.

Murong Leng only felt a majestic sword qi envelop his whole body in an instant, and that sword qi turned into countless tiny branches and drilled into his body, cutting every meridian.

The corners of his mouth were bleeding suddenly, and his face was cloudy. The moment he saw the Moro people flying in unison, he flew away without thinking about it. This retreat is a thousand zhang away.

Moreau's speed was too fast, and there was no grass growing everywhere he passed. A huge crack in the earth formed in the earth as he passed, and there was a faint thunder and lightning in the sky.

Murong Leng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and flew back two thousand zhang.

Only then did he smile and said, "Why are you so easy to get angry?" Forget it, that kid has also run away, so I won't bother with you today." Let's have fun another day, and the future will be long. ”

He smiled grimly, and his body turned into a blood mist and disappeared in place. Mo Luo stood up again, with a deep cold glint in his eyes, staring at the place where Murong Leng had disappeared. In a deep wound on his waist, blood was dripping.

In the middle of the capital, above the black attic. Song Wuyu opened his eyes again, and this time, his eyes were full of shock.

"The man in red, the man in red, or the cultivation of the Illusory Saint Realm, which master on this Dragon Soul Continent is a demonic man in red?" Song Wuyu muttered, a look of doubt on his face.

After a moment, he slowly stood up, a cold glint in his eyes. Taking a step forward, the whole person flew out of the attic, flew into the sky and galloped into the distance. Behind him, several Changhong chased after him, flying towards the end of the sky.

The three of Long Yunzhou had been flying for four days, and there were only three of them in the empty wilderness. In the fiery red world, it was like the surface of the sun, and the three of them roasted by the high temperature almost collapsed.

But the pursuers followed closely, and the three of them didn't dare to be careless, gritting their teeth and fleeing all the way. In the meantime, they only occasionally took a break in the cottages along the way, but after Phoenix City was gone, there were no people in these cottages for a long time.

The eye is full of desolation and dilapidation, and a thick layer of wind and sand is concentrated in the house. Not to mention the food, I can't even find some water. Fortunately, all three of them are monks, so even if they don't eat or drink for a month, it's fine.

On the way, Long Yunzhou kept thinking, why did Murong Leng appear to help him? This is completely like a cat coming to save a mouse, and there is a weirdness in the matter.

And he was very vigilant along the way, and his consciousness was scattered, but he didn't find that there was Murong Leng's shadow in the pursuers behind. Either he was killed, or he just saved himself and left without asking for thanks.

If the first situation is fine, but if the second situation is changed, Long Yunzhou feels that he will be scared awake when he sleeps.

As they delved deeper and deeper into Phoenix's old sphere of influence, the pursuers behind them grew farther and farther away. Along the road, there is no longer the glory of Phoenix City, but there will be some demon people occasionally.

For the people of the demon race, there is nothing to discuss. Long Yunzhou will kill the other party as soon as possible, and by the way, suck away the only little spiritual power on the other party's body.

But fortunately, I didn't run into some powerful old monsters in the demon race.,It's basically some straggler-type demon soldiers.。 The demon clan was also greatly injured after that war, and millions of demon soldiers and a demon king were killed, and there will be no big moves in a short period of time.

Maybe it's because the people of the demon race are rampant, or maybe it's because they don't want to go deep into this dangerous place. The pursuers seem to have lost interest in tracking them, and have not noticed them for more than a day.

Long Yunzhou still checked it very cautiously for two days, and after making sure that no one was following him, he breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as his heart relaxed, the fatigue of the past few days immediately filled his whole body.

On this day, a large mountain suddenly appeared in front of me. On this red wasteland, this was the first time they had seen a mountain. Yutong's face was full of joy and excitement, but Linglong and Long Yunzhou's faces were full of sadness.

Especially Long Yunzhou, when he saw the mountain, his eyes revealed a trace of weakness that had been buried for a long time. Who would have thought that many years ago, this strong young man would have a warm embrace waiting for him at all times.

"Let's go over and have a look. Almost blurted out, Long Yunzhou looked at the towering Huoyun Mountain blankly, his eyes full of expectation and sadness.

Linglong nodded in a daze and never spoke again. Yutong was a little unsure, but when he saw that both of them were flying there, he couldn't help but follow him.

Huoyun Mountain is still like that, the huge gravel makes up this mountain, and the high temperature makes this mountain never able to get close to the living. Like the proud phoenix, it can only be looked up to, but it will never be a servant.

When they came to the foot of Huoyun Mountain, Long Yunzhou and the three of them gave up and continued to fly. Like devout worshippers, they walk step by step towards the most sacred place in their hearts.

Without the Phoenix Fire Divine Guard to lead the way, Long Yunzhou could still walk up smoothly. The mysterious caves hidden in the mountains were no threat to him, for he continued the same path he had taken all those years ago.

There is nothing wrong with a single step, and he has not forgotten every step he took over the years. This is already the most precious memory in his heart, and it is the last part of the road he has walked with Xingyue. He will never forget, for the rest of his life.

The temperature of the hot ground is getting higher and higher, and the scorching sun seems to increase the scorching temperature. The three of them sneered with every step they took, but except for Yutong, who grinned, the other two walked silently with their heads bowed.

The thunderous sound in front of him echoed, and Yutong's mouth opened wide in shock. The boulder road came to an end, and a crater with billowing black smoke lay ahead.

The majestic sound of thunder came from the crater, like a stormy wave in the dark night, shocking people's hearts, and it seemed to be telling endless anger to the heavens.

Long Yunzhou walked silently to the crater, facing the strong hot wind blowing from the bottom of the volcano, and for a while the whole person was fascinated and fell into a trance.

It was in this crater that it would be nice if he could hold Xingyue's hand at that time. When he came back with a body of cultivation many years later, the Yiren had already died.

The world is so deceiving, everything seems to be predestined. He Long Yunzhou was born alone, and no matter how much happiness he gets in this life, he will inevitably be alone in the end.

"Xingyue, how are you?" Long Yunzhou slowly squatted in the crater, letting the hot wind blow on his face.

A tear with fire slipped down and dripped into the volcano.

Long Yunzhou stood up, looked at the sky, and his face was firm again: "Let's go!"

The fiery tears dripped all the way to the bottom of the volcano, and a crystal clear palm quietly caught the eternal tears.