In the night, Li Xiangyi, Xiao Ye, and Pei He stood side by side.

Looking at the beast-clothed young man carrying a black coffin in front of him, he was a little speechless.

This young man in a coffin beast suit is naturally a half-demon boy Lin Wei.

What they are planning is so secret, except for the three of them and Xiao Qianjun, no one knows, how did this half-demon boy know?

Xiao Ye, Pei He and the half-demon boy have no intersection, but Li Xiangyun is familiar with him.

He asked, "How did you know that we were going to kill Emperor Fu Zhao?" ”

Lin Wei said lightly: "Except for the Nine Realms Grandmaster beside Huangfu Zhao, what is worthy of the three of you joining forces?" ”

Li Xiangyun glanced at Xiao Ye and Pei He, and this reason was reasonable.

Lin Wei added: "I also want to kill Emperor Fu Zhao." ”

Now Li Xiangyi, Xiao Ye, and Pei He all know it.

Dare to love this half-demon boy who came here to find Li Xiangyun and join forces to deal with the Nine Realms Grandmaster beside Huangfu Zhao.

After all, in the whole town, the half-demon boy is also familiar with Li Xiangyi.

And to deal with the gray-robed old man next to Huang Fu Zhao, the four people present, any one of them can't do it.

No matter who wants to kill Huang Fu Zhao, he must find someone to accompany him.

There is no doubt about it now.

Li Xiangyun asked, "Do you still have to carry this black coffin?" ”

The half-demon boy didn't answer, and walked directly to the inn.

After a while, Xiao Qianjun's immature voice came from the inn: "Don't worry, Brother Lin Wei, I will definitely take care of this coffin, and wait for you and Senior Brother to come back." ”

After another moment, a half-demon boy dressed in animal skin came out of the inn without a black coffin on his shoulder.

The four of them then went to the intended ambush site.

In the middle of the night, a waning moon hung high in the sky, and occasionally clouds drifted away to obscure it, and it was not very bright.

A cool breeze swept from afar, blowing the sideburns and clothes of the four people, and blowing a little cold.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, when the grandmaster is besieged.

Li Xiangyi, Xiao Ye, Pei He, and the half-demon boy, they want to kill the grandmaster tonight!

On the way, Li Xiangyun said to Lin Wei: "Xiao Yetan heard that the gray-robed old man is in the ruins of the ancient battlefield at the moment, and it seems that he wants to capture a few heroic souls, add background to Huangfu Zhao, and prepare for devouring the heart of the heavenly demon." ”

"And Huangfu Zhao is in the burial ground, which gives us the opportunity to divide and kill."

"I think it's also the prince of Zhennan, I never thought that anyone would dare to provoke a Nine Realms Grandmaster in this closed town."

Lin Wei nodded, knowing in his heart.

If you kill Emperor Fu Zhao first, in the face of the revenge and pursuit of an angry grandmaster, the entire town is afraid that no one will be able to escape and resist.

And if you ambush the gray-robed old man first, you can take him by surprise.

As long as you are prepared, the odds are small, but you can do it.

After dealing with Huangfu Zhao, although the prince of Zhennan is also a Great Perfection of the Seven Realms, any of the four people are confident that they will be killed.

The gray-robed old man was in the ruins of the ancient battlefield at this time, which happened to be a natural isolated place, so as not to hear the movement when he started, and rushed to support as soon as possible.

"I'm responsible for trapping the gray-robed old man, Xiao Ye is responsible for filling the gap and preventing him from breaking through, and Pei He is responsible for killing."

Li Xiangyun continued to elaborate on the details of the siege.

"I'm with Pei He." Lin Wei said directly without hesitation.

Xiao Ye and Pei He both glanced at the half-demon boy in animal skin in surprise.

As the people who appeared on the "Chronicle of the Hidden Dragon of Beizhou" at the same time, they naturally knew that this half-demon boy, the young man was thin and weak, suspected of being born poor, and his personality was even more lonely and indifferent than Pei He, the Hidden Lake Sword Cultivator, but his combat power was very strong.

However, he did not hesitate to choose to make a move against the Nine Realms Grandmaster, and whether it was Xiao Ye or Pei He, they were a little surprised.

After all, a Grandmaster of the Void Realm was not comparable to the monks who stood in the way that he single-handedly killed.

After the half-demon boy said this, he didn't speak again, and Li Xiangyun and the three of them also respected him.

Soon, the four of them entered the ruins of the ancient battlefield.

This ancient ruin, which I don't know where it came from, is still so vast and desolate, full of bloody wreckage, sword marks and axe traces, and looks like a fierce battle.

Lin Wei, a half-demon boy, entered the four ruins of the town for the first time, and after a glance, there were not too many waves on his face.

Li Xiangyun, Xiao Ye, and Pei He are not here for the first time, and they have long been used to it.

Especially Xiao Ye, who spent almost all of his time in this ancient battlefield to sharpen his martial arts.

He looked around, pointed to the northwest, and said, "There is a blood-colored canyon over there, which is a natural place to nourish the soul, and there has been a tragic battle and countless deaths. ”

"Many heroic souls were born in the canyon, among which there is a remnant soul of the Nine Realms, although the realm is there, the combat power has been weakened a lot, which is suitable for Huangfu Zhao to lay a solid foundation and foundation."

"According to the information I received, the gray-robed old man should be there at this moment."

So what else to say?

The four of them immediately separated and rushed towards the blood-colored canyon.

……

Southwest of the town, the remains of the burial ground.

Emperor Fu Zhao, the prince of the south of Dawei Town, sat on a beast chariot, drinking and having fun, watching a group of foreign monks, hunting and killing the demon spirits in the ruins.

The glamorous concubine he brought into the town was thrown by him to a powerful demon in order to escape in order to escape from the danger of the burial demon land, and there were no bones left.

But at this moment, there is still a soft and bright woman waiting for him.

Not far away, a man with a good appearance looked at the emperor on the beast with a complicated expression.

This man is really a talent in terms of appearance, quite extraordinary, but his face is gloomy, there is anger in his eyes, but more awe and surrender.

On the placket of his clothes, there are also the words "Shuangfeng Valley".

It was when he wanted to buy Xiao Qianjun that he learned that Li Xiangyi was the "Xie Jiashu" of Hanshan, and then passed on Guan Ruofeng to the Shuangfeng Valley who was in front of him.

The soft and charming woman who served Huang Fu Zhao on the beast chariot was naturally his junior sister who had already decided on the status of a Taoist couple.

On that day, while Xiao Ye asked Li Xiangyi, the two who sneaked away met Huangfu Zhao at some point.

The women were reduced to concubines, and the men became bystanders.

Huang Fu Zhao noticed Guan Ruofeng's eyes secretly, but he didn't care about it, but deliberately pulled the soft woman into his arms to make a fool of himself.

Guan Ruofeng's expression became more complicated.

Huangfu Zhao hooked the corners of his mouth slightly and laughed.

He enjoyed it.

The more complicated Guan Ruofeng's expression was, the stronger his sense of conquest.

……

Ancient battlefield ruins.

This ruin, which is independent of the town, has no night, and has always been a round of the remnant sun hanging high in the sky, leaving the whole land forever at the moment of dusk on the battlefield.

Li Xiangyi rode the fast wind, and soon came to the blood-colored canyon that Xiao Ye said.

There was indeed a terrible battle in the canyon, and the corpses were everywhere, and the blood flowed like a spring, staining the entire valley floor with blood.

Under the light of the dusk day, it looks even more tragic and magnificent.

In the depths of the canyon, the dark light drifts and the wind howls angrily.

A gray-robed old man was fighting with a huge soul shadow.

"You don't see Qinghai, no one collects the white bones in ancient times, the new ghosts are annoyed and the old ghosts are crying, and the sky is cloudy and rainy, and the wet sound is chirping......"

Li Xiangyi chanted verses, shook the folding fan, and walked elegantly towards the depths of the canyon in his green shirt.