The Yellow River goes to the east, and the white sun sets over the West Sea.

In the evening, the clouds and mist in the distance gently swept over Daishan, and the world seemed to be lit up.

Kong Fanxing stepped on the thick clouds that were about to fall, he put his hands behind his back, his calm eyes revealed a bit of expectation, and he quickly walked towards the east.

Twilight seemed to overflow.

And Kong Fanxing thought in his heart that someone was waiting for him on a mountain in the distance.

After parting, the best thing is to meet.

Kong Fan's behavior killed people into the Great Fu, now he can't kill people, he wants to die in this familiar and unfamiliar Dafu territory, this famous demon in Northern Qin, but he is not afraid of death, he just wants to die on the mountain in the east, and he can take a closer look at his blood relatives before he dies.

He and his sister have been separated for too long, but because of the blood connection, the two can always feel that they miss each other.

Many times, Kong Fanxing wanted to leave Northern Qin and reunite with his sister.

But things in the world always carry unspeakable fetters.

Kong Fanxing once saw the sinister nature of this world, so he thought of doing something for this world with his own strength.

And because of the adoption of him, so that he would not die in the starvation and cold, the master always treated him like a son, and he thought that since he had climbed to the top of the mountain that thousands of warriors in the world dreamed of, he naturally had to repay the master with a good life, so that the master could do what he wanted, annex Dafu, and make the world one, so as to resist the sky.

Because of these things, Kong Fanxing has been in Northern Qin for too long, he has always missed his little sister on Candlestar Mountain, and he has also thought countless times about what he will say when he meets his blood sister one day.

He attaches great importance to this matter and has also typed countless drafts.

After all, today, only he and Xiaomei are the two five-colored peacocks left.

"Now, it's inconvenient to talk to my little sister anymore."

Kong Fanxing hid his qi and covered his breath, and even the throbbing of his blood was locked by him.

Because he knows...... This is the territory of the Great Volt.

When he stepped into the Great Fu, he finally revealed that he was hiding, and it was impossible to step out of the Great Fu.

Because of this, I am afraid that I did not choose to flee, but went all the way to the east, deep into the hinterland of Dafu, and first went to Candlestar Mountain to have a look.

Candlestar Mountain is extremely far away from Dongshan Lake.

The great volt is vast, and it is extremely difficult to meet between the mountains, even the Tianfu immortals of the Eight Realms have to cross countless mountains, cross thousands of rivers, see the cold winter, see the scorching sun, and reach the place of their hearts.

At this moment, Kong Fanxing eagerly wanted to take a look at the little sister who was of the same blood as him.

But because it came from the void and landed on him, he locked a few eyes on his qi machine, and he couldn't go straight to Candlestar Mountain.

…… Even if it is a monk of the Eight Realms, there is a day of hiding.

He hid in the mountains and seas, hidden in the trees, and escaped into the earth from time to time, all the way to Candlestar Mountain.

He always felt in his heart that people who miss each other in the world will always meet, just like mountains and rivers, just like thousands of rivers returning to the sea.

"I glanced at my little sister, and for me, it was a meeting."

"It's a pity that I can't talk to her."

With such a thought, Kong Fanxing crossed the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas all the way until he saw the high mountain in the distance.

It's just that the mountains are hazy, as if shrouded in mysterious mist.

Kong Fanxing couldn't see it really, but he never got closer.

The peacock demon stood in place, staring at the hazy clouds, his eyes flickering, and he saw a cultivator in the hazy clouds.

The cultivator was already old, with snow-white hair and a short stature, sitting in the clouds, his snort was not heavy, and even his eyes were full of fatigue.

It wasn't until Kong Fanxing's gaze fell on him that he slowly stood up......

The moment he got up, the white hair on his head turned black in an instant, and his old face instantly became heroic, and his tired gaze became much sharper.

Even the short body became like a towering mountain.

If Lu Jing was here, he would have recognized that this mysterious man had been waiting for him in front of the Taixuan Palace, and wanted to take him as an apprentice.

This mysterious man also once said that he had three disciples, all of whom were figures who overwhelmed the heavens and the earth.

And today.

This mysterious person left the palace again, but he was not far from Candlestar Mountain, waiting for Kong Fanxing.

Kong Fanxing saw the man, his expression remained unchanged, and he turned around again and glanced at the river below.

Someone came by stepping on the river, bent his bow and arrows, and pointed at Kong Fanxing.

Kong Fanxing's eyes finally felt a little more lost.

He turned his head again and glanced at the fog very seriously, only to find that Candlestar Mountain was completely obscured, and even with his cultivation, he couldn't see it clearly.

Kong Fanxing is the Great Demon of Tianfu in the Eight Realms.

But he couldn't see a mountain three hundred miles away, which made him feel a little depressed.

But Kong Fanxing knew...... When the old man waits for him in the clouds, when he bends his bow behind him and shoots arrows, points arrows at him.

He could no longer see the mountain clearly, let alone live a life.

"The local officials came here, and even brought a leader in the world, how can Kong Fanxing be virtuous?"

Kong Fanxing's martial arts qi dispersed in the void, falling into the thin clouds and mist on the river, and falling on the man who bent the bow and arrows.

The man was dressed in light armor, and his long hair was tied back in a ponytail.

His expression was calm, and there was a hideous scar on his cheek, which made the originally handsome man a little more cold.

"Kong Fanxing is also a well-deserved death."

There are not only the big Fu Di officials who came in person, but also Yuan Jiulang who killed me with a bow, and counted the monks of the eight realms in the world, and there are few people in the world who can alarm these two people.

Kong Fanxing sighed, his eyes moved lightly, as if he wanted to find a way out in the clouds.

Or, if he finds a gap in the clouds, let him take a look at the little sister.

The local magistrate who had changed from an old man to a towering young man seemed to notice Kong Fanxing's gaze.

He stood in the clouds, shook his head and said: "You underestimated the peacock on Candlestar Mountain, you ascended to Tianfu, under the five-colored bloodline, the peacock on Candlestar Mountain is not as good as you, but it is not weak."

No matter how you hide, the peacock will always see you.

She saw that you died at the foot of Candlestar Mountain, in the hands of my master and apprentice, and she was disgusted by Da Fu......

In this way, she will not be able to live. ”

The man put his hands behind his back, and his words were full of vicissitudes and heaviness.

Kong Fanxing stood in the clouds and withdrew his gaze.

He knew that he was dead, and the other five-colored peacock should not live.

It's only because the Candle Star Mountain is a place where a hundred miles of clear wind can be enlightened, so his little sister can avoid death.

If he insists on going......

The twilight is deep, and there is only a glimmer of day left.

The boundaries between mountains are no longer recognizable.

Kong Fanxing knew that he and his little sister would not meet again.

He stood three hundred miles in front of Candlestar Mountain, but in the end, he couldn't fulfill his last wish and couldn't see his little sister.

Just like when he came to Dafu, he originally wanted to do something for his master, and wanted to open up an opportunity for Northern Qin to win, but the result was not as he expected.

Kong Fanxing lowered his head and thought about it in this chaotic thought.

The river below is murmuring, and the wind blows in the twilight, so there is more tide in the river.

The river seems to be rushing to the ocean, but the waves are lapping against the land, as if longing to return to the earth.

Kong Fanxing suddenly had a thought, he took a deep breath and stretched out an index finger.

On the index finger, a drop of blood flowed, and in an instant, it lost its vitality and became like mortal blood.

The blood dripped down and poured into the land by the river......

It is like a seed falling to the ground, taking root and sprouting, and a wood hydrangea grows on the riverside ground in an instant.

There are even white flowers blooming on it, which is particularly elegant.

The wood hydrangea is rooted in the riverbank three hundred miles outside Candlestar Mountain, and is in full bloom towards Candlestar Mountain.

The big underground official, and even Yuan Jiulang, who bent his bow and arrows in the river, did not stop Kong Fanxing.

"When the wood hydrangea blows through in the middle of summer, it can grow white flowers, and the fragrance lasts for many miles."

"Changfeng will send these tulips to Candlestar Mountain, and it can be regarded as if you have seen that five-colored peacock."

The big man put his hands behind his back and spoke slowly.

Kong Fanxing was relieved, Han nationality.

And the longbow bowstring in Yuan Jiulang's hand moved lightly, and a glimmer of light passed.

……

On the shore of Dongshan Lake, an earth-shattering killing has come to an end.

Yu Dongshen fought with Kong Fanxing, went many miles away, and finally never returned to Dongshan Lake.

Thousands of miles away, the general surnamed Ji from the three states of Chong'an came with 8,000 armor soldiers to welcome the prince of Chong'an.

And Lu Jing was alone, stepping into the realm of gods in this cloud.

Every drop of qi and blood around him was like the blazing sun.

A kind of martial arts spirit that shines all over the world spreads out in him.

"The realm of divine appearance, the spirit of martial arts is integrated into the body, and even the body can move mountains."

Lu Jing was standing here.

He looked up at the sky and saw that it was getting late.

Looking at Dongshan Lake in the distance, I saw the corpses on Dongshan Lake across the earth, densely packed.

"As far as I'm concerned, I've gained a lot from walking through this cave and lake."

Thinking of this, Lu Jing couldn't help but shake his head: "It's cheaper for this Yu Dongshen, and he got a magic spear, and the power of that divine spear even sent him straight into Tianfu."

There is already a thunder tribulation brewing in the sky, as long as Yu Dongshen survives the thunder tribulation, he will become a Tianfu immortal! ”

Tianfu Immortal ...... The true Eight Realms cultivators, now that the spiritual tide has faded, they are truly supreme powerhouses.

Lu Jing was far away from the Eight Realms, but he witnessed the birth of a young Eight Realms powerhouse.

"However, the spear is useless in my hands, Yu Dongshen carried Chong'an Sanzhou on his shoulder, and used the heavenly halberd to help me kill Taichong Longjun.

If it weren't for this, with the incarnation of the essence blood of King Chong'an in the Heavenly Halberd, he would not have to face this catastrophe......

People are more valuable than knowing how to be gracious, and Yu Dongshen couldn't trigger the resonance of the spear at first, but since he got that trace of loneliness and bravery, he made up for the momentum of the spear, and he could hold the spear, so I would repay the favor and send him a chance to use the spear of the Eight Realms? ”

Lu Jing smiled casually and was about to turn around and leave.

But he vaguely felt that to the west of the Dongshan Lake, a martial arts spirit was surging, and he could faintly hear that there seemed to be a fierce beast rushing on the shore of the Dongshan Lake.

Lu Jing was a little surprised, he raised his eyes, the qi and blood in his eyes condensed into two scorching rays of light, which fell straight on the shore of Dongshan Lake, and his eyes suddenly changed.

He frowned and thought about it, and saw the qi and blood that were originally rushing on the shore of Dongshan Lake rushing in the direction where he was.

"It's weird."

Lu Jing was a little puzzled in his heart, he was fortunate to be entrenched on a low mountain, pranayama and waiting.

Not much.

A low roar was heard.

There was also a soaring qi and blood spreading, and a fierce spirit permeated the surroundings, just like this mountain and river was a killing battlefield!

"Is that the remnant of the Tiger Rider?"

Lu Jing raised his eyebrows.

Three hundred tiger riders rode the black tiger and came to the low peak.

"Nomad Shi Daiqing see Jing Guogong!"

A burly man at the front of the three hundred tiger riders turned over and got off the black tiger, and then took off his helmet, revealing a square and resolute face.

He respectfully saluted Lu Jing.

In an instant.

Three hundred tiger riders and warriors dismounted the black tiger at the same time and saluted to the landing scene.

"Wanderer?"

Lu Jing raised his eyebrows.

He suddenly remembered that when Yu Dongshen said goodbye to him, he had carefully introduced Shi Daiqing, who would become the twentieth horse pawn under Yu Dongshen, and heard that these three hundred tiger warriors called themselves homeless, and immediately understood Yu Dongshen's intentions.

"I am the Duke of Jingguo, even in Taixuanjing, I can raise three hundred private troops under my command......

This Yu Dongshen wants to give me these three hundred tiger warriors? ”

Lu Jing didn't have to look at it anymore, he had experienced the battle of Dongshan Lake, and naturally knew how fierce these tiger-riding warriors were.

The old Wu Jiashi is powerful in the world, the seven chapters of the royal family are dead, and the old Wu Jiashi is still fierce, and it is still talked about by people all over the world.

But these 900 tiger warriors faced 3,000 old Wu armor warriors, and there were 108 Northern Qin killing puppets, and the two peak monks of the Seven Realms fought with them, and they didn't know what they were afraid of.

Such a son, even in the 80,000 tiger cavalry army in Chong'an Sanzhou, is also the elite of the elite.

"This is a thank you gift from God Yu Dong?"

Lu Jing thought about it for a while, but stood up again, waved his hand, and said: "Chong'an Sanzhou is trying to carry Northern Qin, it is the time when there is a shortage of people, Yu Dongshen asked you to come at this time......"

"Guogong!"

Shi Daiqing, the leader of the tiger-riding warriors with resolute eyes, suddenly knelt down on one knee and said, "The prince of the country saved my life, just like the life of the prince, and even Chong'an Sanzhou has one more Eight Realms Tianfu Immortal because of this."

How can such kindness be repaid with three hundred remnants? ”

"After today, we are all homeless, and after today, the three hundred jia will not return to Chong'an Sanzhou.

Please also ...... The Duke of China took us in. ”

That Shi Daiqing knelt on one knee, and the other three hundred tiger riders and warriors were all like this.

Even the three hundred black tigers were prostrate on the ground, burying their heads on the ground.

At this time.

In Lu Jing's mind, the auspicious and murderous character was quietly triggered.

One after another, information flowed into Lu Jing's mind.

"Accepting these three hundred tiger warriors is a sign of good luck for me? Can it play a key role in the future? ”

Lu Jing is not pedantic, and as Shi Daiqing said, a divine spear, an Eight Realms Heavenly Mansion, and a living prince of Chong'an are indeed far better than three hundred tiger warriors for Chong'an Sanzhou.

"If you think about it carefully, since I am the Duke of Jingguo, I have no soldiers and no generals under my command, so I have wasted the authority to raise three hundred troops."

Lu Jing was not indecisive, he thought about this, and immediately stood up and turned around.

"Come back to Beijing with me!"

Three hundred tiger riders shook the spears in their hands.

Almost uniformly, step on the black tiger.

Lu Jing took a step forward, and suddenly remembered something, and looked at the cave mountain lake.

At the right time.

Shi Daiqing rode the black tiger close to him and said, "Guogong, those three thousand old Wu Jia are the trophies of Guogong, and they have been collected by us. ”

"Other than that...... The prince ordered me to tell the prince of the country......"

"Slaughtering Immortals' black gold is profitable, but it is always someone else's sword...... Since Mr. is a young sword armor and deserves a sword of his own, he will find a heavenly craftsman for Mr.! ”

(End of chapter)