Five hundred years ago, Shangqiong Tianxian City, Lanyue Palace.

When Yue Zhuohua took Huang En and his men and rushed to the gate of Shangqiong Heavenly Immortal City in a hurry. The former white jade city wall has collapsed and damaged in many places, and the top of the tall gold-lacquered gate, the black golden silk nanmu plaque hanging on it, has been thrown at the city gate. After the once magnificent scenery was trampled on by countless people, it passed by the words of this huge Shangqiong Heavenly City, leaving only dust and footprints faintly visible!

They went all the way, and the more they went, the more desolate and ruined they became! The once noisy street market is gone, and the merchants and cultivators who come and go are gone, leaving behind broken walls and dilapidated houses. There were also blood stains scattered on the streets, corpses. As we walked down the street, the blood stains turned into congealed puddles of blood, and more corpses were tragically dead!

Some were people he knew, some were familiar, and some had just said hello. This body, once a living life, has become a cold and cruel fact!

I just feel that even breathing at this moment is heartache, no one speaks, all the people, there is no sound! All of them were shocked by this scene, only the sigh of the wind blowing. Lanyue Palace, he only hoped in his heart at the moment that he didn't come back too late. There are still people alive, even if they are not very familiar with him!

He rushed to the Lanyue Palace, where the gate of the tall and gorgeous white jade palace was guarded by five or six people dressed in various costumes. Yue Zhuohua was afraid of startling the snake, so he took Huang En and his men and entered through a secluded and unguarded side door. Passing through the corridor, he didn't have time to look around. Hearing the sound, go all the way to the bottom of the white jade heavenly steps!

The people came with a river of blood that was all over the ground. The former white jade heavenly steps were covered with bright red blood, making the killing seem less red. The blood lingered little by little down the steps, flowing down the flat lows, and then converging into a stream of blood.

Yue Zhuohua ran wildly all the way with anxiety, and the blood-colored water droplets scattered everywhere under her feet splashed. Until he reached the top of the stairs and came to the wide square, he silently watched everything in front of him!

The lonely tree that has been lonely for thousands of years still stands there ruthlessly, looking down on this small crowd! Silently isolated behind these people, behind these people in various costumes, behind these immortal sects who had once surrendered to the Moon Palace.

If there is love in the sky, the sky will be old! It's still there, so it's ruthless! In the past tens of millions of years, I have seen the vicissitudes of the world, and I have seen the rise and fall of the emperors of all dynasties!

The bright sunshine shines through the glittering silver leaves of the trees, sprinkled with kisses like broken gold, and the mottled shadows of the trees sway between blood and corpses, swaying between life and death!

I don't know when, Huang En and the others who came with him have quietly disappeared. Yue Zhuohua's mind was in turmoil, and he didn't care about anything else. He threw out the sword in his hand, trying to attract attention, but it was also a stone in the sea, meaningless!

Yue Zhuohua wanted to shout loudly, wanting to stop the slaughtering crowd in front of him. But this damn soul! So that he can't say anything......

He held his breath and summoned the silver sprout back to his hand with his heart. In an instant, the silver bud turned into a silver leaf pattern fairy sword, and after a shining silver light slashed in front of everyone, it returned to Yue Zhuohua's hand. Such a dazzling flash of light attracted the attention of thousands of people in the square who were slaughtering!

Yue Zhuohua stood alone behind thousands of people, holding a silver sword in his hand, and a scorching crimson power suit, as dazzling as the fire sun!

The red coat concealed the blood stains left by the multiple injuries on his body. The black hair was crowned with a silver crown carved in hollows, and it was tied high. A gentle breeze blew, raising the hem of his robe and black hair. is still so unruly, arrogant and arrogant!

The mask on his face at the moment reflected the sunlight under the bright sun. Like the infernal ghost with a smiling face and a knife, he is madly happy and arrogant, and the hideous ghost laughs creepy! This silver eerie smiling face was crawling with eerie runes of black flashes. The lines ran out of the mask, crawling out against his cheeks and neck, clinging to the skin and behind the ears, piercing into the bones in the skin and inserting into his brain. You can clearly see that next to the black filaments, there is still blood oozing out!

He looked at everyone with a terrifying radiant evil resentment. Laughing hideously, mocking the world! It seems to make it impossible for anyone to see it......

This mask, Yue Zhuohua doesn't know what it looks like at this moment? He didn't know how much of his self at this moment looked like the demon who was innocent and human-faced in the eyes of everyone! It makes the person who sees it feel extremely frightened, and it makes the heart tremble!

Everyone looked at him with bated breath. Moments later...... Suddenly, someone questioned, and then one after another said that they felt that they were not afraid...... After a sigh, the onlookers hesitated, and hesitantly followed the response.

At this time, someone held up the magic weapon and woke up everyone loudly with full anger: "It's Yinhua Wuxiang!" Don't be afraid of him! After that, voices came out one after another, mocking his incompetence one after another!

"That's it, what are you afraid of! His old man is dead, he is a stinky boy who has not dried up, and he can still destroy our 8,000 people! ”

The Heavenly Ancestor of Youming Mountain said: "Good boy, can't the soul trap you?" ”

Xian Xueshan was cold-hearted: "I advise you to stop here, don't do meaningless things, and leave your soul to be reincarnated!" ”

Lingchi Mountain Chaofeng Jun, Situ Mingcheng said: "You don't live well in my Lingchi Mountain, what are you running?" I wanted to keep you in the end and clean you up, so why don't you rush to die together? ”

Daofa Zhenren: "Since you are here, you don't have to go!" If you don't want to be a puppet, the old man will send you to be a ghost! ”

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Countless mockery, countless contempt! Laugh at his indiscretion and delusion!

At this moment, he only felt that the world was extremely cold: Third brother, did you lie to me too? Me, what else is left? What else is worth believing in? Who evaluates right and wrong, good and evil? The people left behind you are nothing more than some palace people with low spiritual power or no power to restrain chickens, a group of old, weak, sick and disabled! They haven't done anything at all, can't they let go of things that hurt nature and reason? Can't be forgiven? And by what condemnation? And what are your murderous sins? Where is the root of this root of evil? Heaven? When was he there?

Behind the crowd in the distance, Yueming's angry scolding voice came, and he shouted loudly: "Yue Zhuohua, Yue Tears, you bastard!" Eat dog stuff inside and out! Good city defense ban, you fucking go and make a gap circle! Tell outsiders the fuck!! Do you have a brain? …… You have mercy on outsiders, you are kind enough to save people! They are what you are! If it weren't for you, how could they have broken through so quickly and slaughtered so quickly! ”

Infinite remorse and anger welled up in Yue Zhuohua's heart, and he clenched the blade in his hand tightly. These people, these people in front of you, why? Why? You sanctimonious hypocrites! Which one is not for the avenue of eternal life, unscrupulous means to be merciful and cold-hearted! Which one is not a self-existent mercenary of the dead?

That's right! Heaven? Master, it's the way of heaven! I'm here to do the right thing for heaven!!!!

He angrily pressed his hands to the ground and mobilized all the spiritual power in his body! Summon all the weeds, trees, flowers, shrubs, all the weeds, trees, flowers, shrubs, all in and around this Shang Qiong Heavenly Immortal City! The grass and trees that he can deploy are all demonized into all kinds of spirits, and they are coming towards the square in front of this Baiyue Palace!

A moment later, the many immortal monks who claimed to be 8,000 people fought with these spirits in one place, and the scene was chaotic for a while!

He slashed all the way out of a bloody path and headed towards the people of the Lanyue Palace who were surrounded in front of him. Something obscured the vision, was it the blood of innocent or not-so-innocent people? The kindness and forgiveness in his heart are still shackling him, and he is thinking that maybe there is room for reversal?

And Yueming is still scolding him all the time, what is ugly and scolding. Seeing that Yue Zhuohua came back to rescue him regardless of life and death, he was still angry with him! Blame him!

But when Yue Zhuohua appeared in front of Yue Ming, his appearance also shocked Yue Ming, and shocked the only remaining people in the Moon Palace behind Yue Ming! Everyone was shocked, gasped deeply, and looked at him covered in injuries, unable to calm their minds for a long time!

The once fair-skinned and delicate, Lang Yan's unique face is gone? Covered by this mask of evil, not even words! Yue Ming instantly understood that Yue Zhuohua had also suffered all the way, and rushed back with a scarred body! I hope to prevent this tragedy from happening, even if it is slim, but I have not given up!

Yueming calmed down a little, swallowed his saliva, and after inhaling deeply, he quickly scolded anxiously: "What the hell are you doing here!" You're all like this, are you still coming back to die? Do you have to leave no one in the Moon Palace? Get out, get out, get out! ”

Yue Zhuohua fought hard against the people who kept rushing up, and after killing one person, he turned around and glared at Yue Ming viciously! He also wanted to scold Yueming! He wants to scold his bloody head! I want to curse all the people who ruined his homeland for generations! I want to ask these sanctimonious people, why? You kill my family, destroy my house, and destroy my home! And insult me!

"A shameless thief like you, still trying to use your mantis arm as a car?"

"Hahahaha, admit the thief as the father, and help the thief to abuse! Okay! Let's see how capable you are, yellow-mouthed boy! ”

"What do you have to talk to him, a person from the Moon Palace like him who has lost his conscience. There will be no one left! If you don't slaughter the city, are you still waiting for you to turn back and take revenge? ”

He was drowned in endless accusations and angry curses......

Ignoring his injuries, Yueming wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, gasped and said, "Yuexi, go!" Let's go now! Do you hear it!! All of us will fight for your life and send you out desperately. It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, have you heard!! Yueming's voice slowly turned into an angry roar: "Do you really have to leave no one in the Moon Palace?" Go, go! As long as you live and remember the faces of these people, sooner or later, you will come back! Let them return one by one, one by one! Audible no!! ”

Yue Zhuohua fought hard, and was dragged by Yue Ming towards the steps of the White Jade Heaven Steps. The people in the Moon Palace behind them also followed when they heard this, and they worked together to break out. Fight hard with your life to fight for Yue Zhuohua's blood-stained life!

There are constantly people falling around, some of them are from the Moon Palace, and there are also those from the Immortal Sects. Many of these people he didn't know at all, so where did they get so much resentment? Why! Why is this happening? Become the purgatory of this world!

It wasn't until Yueming pushed him in the direction of the White Jade Heavenly Steps that the last person, Yueming, also fell! I don't know who pierced him through with a sword. Yue Ming looked at Yue Zhuohua and muttered, "Run!" After saying this, Yue Ming fell behind Yue Zhuohua.

Yue Zhuohua turned around to look for it, trembling and reaching out to grab Yueming. But his body was trampled and drowned by the crowd that rushed up! Disappeared under the sea of people, can't see clearly, can't find it! How desperate is this? Am I going to escape? What could I be wrong? Do you want me to die? Come on! Wait, I will turn into an uninterrupted ghost and return to the world!

"Yinhua has no appearance, are you waiting for us to show mercy and leave your soul? Still want to be a ghost? Come back for revenge? Hahaha, wishful thinking! ”

"If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for being born in this Lanyue Palace! Don't blame everyone for destroying you! ”

"Cut the grass and eradicate the roots! The way of heaven will not be left to the weak! ”

Yue Zhuohua slowly closed her eyes, waiting for the moment of stillness!

I'm sorry! I tried my best! I don't want to see this evil world again......

Suddenly, a light black smoke slowly fell on Yue Zhuohua's side, and the phantom slowly turned into a figure. He was tall and slender, with a dignified appearance, and his long hair and shawl were black and satin-like, and his skin was lined with skin like snow. A pair of red pupils seemed to be covered with flames, revealing the enchanting evil aura of the forest.

He held a madder rose in his hand and gently placed it in front of Moon Zhuohua, hanging in the air!

Many immortal sects and cultivators who have achieved great cultivation have recognized this person one after another. He is the Ghost Emperor, the Enchanted Shura. Hearing this, it was embarrassing and noisy!

This ghost emperor, the enchanting Shura, smiled like a beautiful jade on the side. He slowly leaned over and whispered softly in Yue Zhuohua's ear, his sultry voice as cold as heartless and ruthless. Yue Zhuohua looked at him in surprise when he heard this, this ghost emperor?!

The Enchanting Shura he released from the thousand-year-old ghost Huai, he himself saw it for the first time, and heard his voice for the first time! Yue Zhuohua's eyes were shocked, hopeful, hesitant, and difficult to decide? Xu still has the last mercy in his heart?!

When everyone saw this sudden accident, some people wanted to come forward and solve the ghost emperor who was in the way first. I saw this ghost emperor, the ghost Shura. Turning his hand and taking out a bead that shone like a crystal with colorful light, he looked at it in his palm with cold eyes.

Someone in the crowd shouted: "It's Ji Yan, Ten Thousand Ghost Beads." Dodge! ”

Hearing this, the enchanted Shura covered his mouth and lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, and the colorful golden light on his face became brighter and brighter. At this moment, countless ghosts in Shangqiong Heavenly Immortal City were wanton!

There are those in the Lanyue Palace, there are innocent merchants and commoners, and there are also these Xiuzhen families and the various immortal sects. All the living beings who died in this Shangqiong Heavenly City were called!

The wind has stopped, and the insects are chirping. The countless powerful ghosts in Shangqiong Heavenly Immortal City and Lanyue Palace swarmed like a tide. Coming towards the people in this square, smiling and screaming, Xi Xi appeared. Everyone showed their magic weapons and talismans one after another, and fought with these powerful ghosts first!

The Enchanted Shura turned around and left, and Yue Zhuohua suddenly grabbed his arm and wanted to tell him! A-Niang is looking for him, A-Niang is waiting for him! But I can't say it. can only write in the air, "Liuguangyuan, Mrs. Wanxin, a red sandalwood....... "What moon does the red sandalwood do, I don't know?!" I can only write "she is waiting for you, looking for you" again!

Charm Shura smiled lightly and said softly: "I know, I'll go and see!" And these ghosts can't last long! I've said it, and the method has told you, it's up to you whether to do it or not! I also repaid your kindness, and I don't owe each other from now on! After saying that, the Charm Shura turned into a wisp of black smoke and gradually disappeared and left this place.

Yue Zhuohua looked at the cocoon tree and used her divine sense to summon a bunch of silver flying leaves. The leaves landed on the Doom Mask, on the wounds on those heads, merging with his blood and gradually congealing into the mask. With flesh and silver leaves, blend into it with anger and hatred......

Melt them slowly, refining these sharp filaments deep into the brain. After cutting them off from the divine consciousness of that Elder Taishang of the Hidden Mountain. He gripped the mask tightly in one hand, tearing it off his face little by little, the filaments of the curse churning flesh out of his brain. Flesh seeps into it and alters them!

This Doom Mask has now been refined by him, and has become a controllable order that can summon a certain range with his divine sense, and this thing can also be demonized and driven by himself. This thing has become an extremely vicious evil thing, and an evil treasure is born at this moment!

Now this mask is no longer a smiling face, but a grim face that defies all beings. From silver to black, the original black lines on it gradually retracted, turning into a totem crawling with silver thorns, extending to the forehead of the mask, holding a palm-sized crimson three-petaled flower! The flowers bloomed seductively and scarlet blood!!!!

It's just that at this time, Yue Zhuohua didn't know that the three-petal crimson mark on his chest. Just as he turned this evil soul into an evil thing, as he tore it out of his body, with flesh and curse, bit by bit. There is a crimson mark that has faintly dissipated, dissolved into heaven and earth, and left silently with only two petals!

At this moment, a man walked out of the crowd. He held Ah Zhu's head in his hand, and threw Ah Zhu's body to the ground in front of Yue Zhuohua with the other hand.

Yue Zhuohua knelt on the ground as soon as her legs were weak, and caressed Azhu's fragile and slender body with trembling hands. Hold her tightly in your arms and feel her last temperature. Look for her milky voice in memory, and recall her once innocent smiling face......