In the mid-air separated by several mountains, an old man in a loose robe was flying rapidly, flying towards the place where Xiaoba and the others had fled, the Mu Sword Sect.

The clouds and mist were thin, and the scorching sun was shining directly on this area, and the old man's figure stopped here, looking at each other in the air, not far away was the mountain where the Mu Sword Sect was located.

But where is the mountain still the old man's memory, the original majestic cliffs, the paradise-like flat land, have disappeared, together with the original standing here The mountain is gone, only the bare half of the mountain, the collapsed mountain, the broken rock, the piled soil, the broken tree roots, scattered everywhere.

A trench-like ravine, dividing only half of the mountain into two, looking at it is intimidating, such a scene falls in the eyes of the old man, it is endless sighs and loneliness.

"This kind of power has already transcended the transformation realm, and what only a goddess can do can do happened in our Thousand Changing Mountains," the old man said to himself as he drifted down.

Descending on the mountain that was only half left, the white aura spread out from its body, spreading towards the surroundings, and the old man was perceiving everything around him with great speed.

After perceiving it for a moment, the old man of "old friend" had a restrained aura, leaned down, twisted some dust on the ground with his hands, and muttered in his mouth.

"Didn't you say that you should live longer than me?"

"Why, go first"

"It seems..."

"This time I won again," the old man said, a line of tears slowly falling, and his deep eyes became hazy.

"Mu Zuolin, I will stay in this life, I will only admire you alone" muttered, and a burst of white aura rose up, enveloping this mountain.

Boom, the sound of breaking the sky came out, and the white-robed old man rushed straight to the sky, and with a bang, a three-foot long sword appeared in his hand, the majestic sword qi rippled, and the majestic and heavy roar resounded in the sky, "If I don't drive the sect out of the Thousand Variations Mountain, I will apologize for the death of countless predecessors and sages."

Bang, the majestic sword qi pressed the surrounding space, causing the aura to explode, and the white-robed old man turned into a white rainbow and rushed straight into the sky.

The Thousand Blades Sect, the Xiongfeng where the sect is located, at this moment, the smell of fishy smell is permeating, and the blood and water are flowing across the mountain, it is simply a living hell coming, the breath of creatures is cut off, and there is a color of dead silence.

A white rainbow broke through the sky, driving a burst of majestic sword qi, the wind roared, flying rapidly from the sky, and a white light flashed, revealing the figure of an old man in a wide white robe.

The old man held a sword in one hand, the three-foot long sword style was simple, the shape was simple, and there was no ornamental pattern, although it was so, but the bright sword body had been oozing with majestic white sword qi.

Not to be underestimated.

When he came to stay here, his eyes flashed, he glanced at the mountain, his face changed, his brows tightened, and he muttered, "Thousand Blades Sect..."

"It seems that this Qiu Yiren colluded with the Sect and harmed the whole sect to bury the hands of the Sect" The face of staying overnight became complicated, he originally came to the Thousand Blades Sect in order to settle accounts with Qiu Yiren, but he didn't expect the Thousand Blades Sect to become such a place of purgatory.

The demons of the Sect are really hateful, and a look of disgust flashed on Liusu's face, which can't help but remind him of what he often heard Mu Zuolin mention in the past, as long as Mu Zuolin hears that there is a trace of the Sect, he will find a way to intercept and kill the people of the Sect, and if he is not defeated, he will run away and fight again.

In the past, whenever I heard Mu Zuolin proudly mention his glorious deeds, it would make Liusu a little speechless, and even completely opposite to his thoughts, the four sects of Qianchang Mountain have been inherited for a long time, and only staying in Qianchang Mountain to practice swordsmanship is the right thing.

In the past, he always thought that Mu Zuolin was a little crazy, and he had too many grudges with Shejiao when he walked the world, so he couldn't let go, otherwise with his talent, he might be able to break through the limit of the transformation realm.

Set foot in the realm of true power, the realm of condensation.

Thinking of these, Liusu couldn't help but feel a little sudden, as if the past things were reappearing in front of him one by one, looking at the bloody, like a purgatory in the world, the Thousand Blades Sect's face gradually turned cold.

He understood Mu Zuolin, why he hated the religion so much, why he was the enemy of the religion all his life, and gave everything for it.

"Straight Wound Sword!" Staying overnight, his white hair was scattered, he raised his hand and raised his long sword, the blade of the sword pointed to the sky, and the majestic color shouted "Pierce the sword!" With the words, the sword blade towards the sky, a brilliant white mang erupted through the sky, and the white mangs rose into the sky, turning into a huge white sword qi.

Staying overnight, the clothes were hunting, and under the robe, the tight and powerful arm swung down heavily, and the huge white sword qi was like a hill slamming into the head of the Thousand Blade Sect below.

At this moment, the Thousand Blades Sect has become like this, according to his perception just now, there is no longer any life, so he simply directly exerts a large range of sword qi, covering the entire mountain, if there is a demon again, it will definitely be directly alarmed.

A loud rumbling sound sounded from below, the majestic sword qi hit the mountain, the mountain was suddenly torn apart, the rocks were shattered, the collapse splashed, a large amount of blood was evaporated by the sword qi and made a sizzling sound, the sword qi did not stop, constantly ravaging the mountain below, and cracks several zhang wide appeared from the mountain.

The entire Thousand Blades Sect Mountain Gate began to collapse in response.

"Huh?" Susu's face suddenly changed, and he made a sound in disbelief, and his body turned into a white mang, and flew into the smoke and dust of the collapsed mountain.

Staying in the smoke and dust, his eyes emitting a faint white light, clearly perceiving his surroundings, his body was extremely fast, moving and moving, flashing his body to avoid all kinds of rubble, and appeared in a semi-hidden space.

This is the interior of the mountain, due to the collapse and collapse of the entire Thousand Blades Sect mountain, some tunnels and secret rooms inside the mountain are exposed, "I didn't expect there to be a secret room of the Thousand Blades Sect here" stayed and said to himself, along the half-hidden dim space, deep into it.

"It's!" Deep in the dark and narrow mountain tunnels, many secret rooms were built, each of which was the size of several abbots.

There's life in these chambers! He stayed overnight and carefully inspected each of the secret rooms, until he saw what was happening in front of him, and his dirty dress had been torn open, his long black hair had become a mess, and beside him lay a half-naked man, whose body was full of lewdness.

There was a blood-red mark on his chest, which had broken open into a bowl, and the dried blood was black and purple, apparently dead.

This person stayed overnight and recognized it almost at a glance, it was Qiu Yiren's son, Qiu Sheng.

Qiu Sheng is dying like this at this moment, obviously what torture he experienced before he died, and Qiu Sheng, the woman covered in dirt beside him, didn't recognize who it was for a while, but he could feel the anger from his body, and he was still alive.