Sun Kerui knew that his sect had only one purpose, and that was to let Tiandu Mountain fight with Guangyuan Mansion and Qianshan Kingdom.

Zhou Chun of Tiandu Mountain died before, and Guangyuan Mansion used Meng Yanhu's death and acquiesced in the people of Tiandu Mountain to calm the anger of Tiandu Mountain.

She knew very well that not only the people of Guangyuan Mansion wanted to know what Tiandu Mountain wanted to do, but her lord also wanted to know, but these were not important, as long as they fought.

She remembered the situation of inviting Zhao Yingyun that day, but was ignored by Zhao Yingyun, and she couldn't help but feel a trace of revenge in her heart.

"I don't know how he'll react when he sees me before he dies." Sun Kerui's heart was happy and worried.

She was afraid of missing, she was afraid of being found by the people of Tiandu Mountain, but she had reached this point, and it was impossible not to obey the Lord's orders.

……

Zhao Yingyun walked out of Fang City, he felt his transformation body disappear one by one, and then he heard the sound of a flute in his ears.

Someone sat on the high stone on the side of the road, blowing the flute under the starry sky, the flute sound was melodious but with a sense of sadness and desolation, Zhao Chengyun looked sideways.

It was a woman in white, under the dim starlight, the person was dressed in white and was exceptionally clear, white clothes, white light all around, and there was a sadness in the sound of the flute.

Zhao Chengyun's heart was depressed, and he couldn't help sighing: "The starry sky in the quiet night, the in white, what a beautiful scenery, but it is used to kill, which will inevitably make people sad." ”

The woman didn't answer at all, but it was still blowing, Zhao Yingyun watched, a gust of wind blew, her clothes fluttered, the white ribbon flew, and the wind seemed to have magic power, and it actually blew away the woman.

The woman was like a dandelion, blown into small white flowers in the wind.

In the blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen white-clothed women floating in the air nearby, they were blown by the wind and landed on the treetops, on the creek next to them, on the flowers, in the darkness in the distance, and some even flew into the air.

This loose and random flying, if it weren't for the growing intent of robbery in Zhao Yingyun's heart, he would almost think that this was a demonstration of the Dao, not like he was here to kill, but like an exchange between friends.

But the feeling that came from the robbery talisman told him that the danger was accumulating.

At this moment, the sound of the flute suddenly flourished, like a gust of wind blowing all the scattered sound together.

The figures in white were scattered in the shadows and starlight, but the sound of the flute turned into an ensemble, and in an instant, the sound of the flute, which was originally just a sad sound, turned into a surging mournful music, and there was an inexplicable sense of detachment in his heart.

The danger warning that had originally come from the Spell Robbery Talisman had vanished, as if it had been paralyzed and covered.

In his eyes, he saw that the sky suddenly rippled, and this secluded mountain suddenly shone under the starlight, and the starlight that originally fell in the mountain became mysterious, as if draped in a veil of starlight.

The whole mountain becomes deep and mysterious.

The way home in his eyes was full of fog at this moment, and a team appeared in the fog.

It was a group of men dressed in black and holding chains, and among them there was a prisoner's cart, and there was no one in the prisoner's cart, as if he had come to arrest people.

Suddenly, a voice sounded: "Zhao Yingyun, your longevity has arrived." ”

The two people in the front, one on the left and one on the right, threw out the iron chain, and the chain passed through the void and instantly wrapped around Zhao Yingyun.

Zhao Yingyun stood there, only feeling as if something had passed through his body, and then with a strong force, he pulled himself, accompanied by Xiao Yin's sudden high-pitched, which seemed to pull his consciousness up.

At this moment, he felt that his divine soul was pulled out of his body by iron chains, and in an instant, a cold hit him.

Zhao Yingyun felt unable to resist being dragged into the prisoner car, and with a bang, he seemed to hear the sound of the prisoner cart closing.

He tried to close his eyes, not to look, and not to listen to all these sounds, but he couldn't do it, whether he listened or not, whether he looked or not, all these images were presented in his mind.

"The netherworld catches strangers, and idlers retreat." Another voice rang out, and it spread far away.

Zhao Yingyun watched the prisoner cart lead him towards the mysterious depths of darkness, and this mountain road led to the Netherworld.

It all happened extremely fast, so weirdly fast.

Xiao Yu'er was born in Fengyu Mountain, her master is a Fengdao person, raised by the Fengdao people since she was a child, but the Fengdao people died in Guangyuan Mansion, when someone found her and said that she could have a chance to take revenge, although she knew that someone might want to use herself, but still agreed without hesitation.

The talisman in her body is called the Spell-Breaking Wind Talisman, which has the meaning of resisting the wind and breaking the law, and has also cultivated the illusion technique, as well as a 'Netherworld Soul Detention Altar Method'.

She was brought by a very famous Purple Mansion monk in the Thousand Mountains Kingdom, and even when the master was there, he had to be polite to him.

Her eyes were cold, looking at Zhao Yingyun who was standing there motionless, she knew that Zhao Yingyun had already won her own "Netherworld Soul Detention Altar Method", for so many years, few people who fell into her own altar method were able to break free.

She knows very well in her heart that she has no grudges or hatreds with this Zhao Yingyun, but she also knows that this person has a lot to do with the person who killed her master, as long as she kills him, then it is equivalent to half of the revenge, this is her comfort to herself, after all, the master is not that person's opponent, when will she be able to really take revenge.

"Grievances and vendettas in the world are never for no reason." She thought to herself, but the spell was still being cast, and there was a hidden altar around her, and there was a statue of a person in the altar, a carriage, and a magic flag, and everything was so strange and mysterious.

Zhao Yingyun knew that he couldn't go on like this, and he would die if he did this again.

He worked hard to communicate with the talisman seed that seemed to have sunk into the depths of his memory, and at this moment, he struggled to settle down, concentrate on it, and bind his thoughts.

This moment is a test of his basic skills.

His 'Ice Heart' ability, which he had trained for a long time, was shown at this moment, this was not a spell, but it was able to forcibly calm himself down in the midst of danger and irritability, and eliminate some external interference.

The images in his eyes, ears, and heart were slowly fading away, disappearing into the darkness, and he looked for a little light in the depths of the darkness.

Slowly, that little bit of light became clearer and more obvious, and finally, closer, and then merged, at this moment, he felt warm, no longer cold, he felt like he was back home.

A familiar power welled up in his body.

At this moment, Zhao Yingyun, who was standing there and no longer moving, with confused eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, the fire in his eyes surged, and the magic light around his body was crimson.

With a hook of his fingers, a flash of fire flew out of his treasure bag and landed on the palm of his left hand, turning into a lamp that seemed to beat with his heartbeat.

As soon as the lamp fell into his palm, it flickered, and a golden light pierced the void, piercing the darkness.

The moment the golden light entered the darkness of the void, white figures suddenly burned, and some figures hidden in the darkness were also revealed after peeling off the darkness, and then burned.

Their burning is pierced first, and then the flames spread rapidly.

The sound of the flute was still circulating in the wind, and in front of the woman in white, there were layers of green leaves dancing in the wind, but the light was blocked.

These green leaves were by no means ordinary leaves, but ritual weapons, and one leaf fluttered in the wind and turned into dozens of pieces, blocking the light of the lamp, and the engraved runes could be seen on each one.

However, the firelight twisted and turned, turned into a fire dragon, and suddenly soared into the sky, rushing down from the sky, as if a crack had opened in the sky, and a fire fell into the world from outside the black curtain.

The sound of the flute suddenly became high-pitched, the fire dragon was disintegrating, and the wind suddenly rose, and the fire spread out in the wind, forming a line, into pink dust, flying away, falling into the darkness and disappearing.

The light of the fire was blocked, but the flute was drilled into his ears with the wind, and at some point the wind rose beside him, and the wind blew in the light, but it quickly weakened, although it was not determined, but it only blew the flame to shake.

In the lamp, the 'Ding' character shows its power.

I saw Zhao Yingyun stretch out his hand and grab it in the firelight on the lamp, and his right hand had already grabbed a rich firelight.

Throw hard.

The flame roared like a large burning stone towards the shield made of leaves.

The fireball rushed into the large shield formed by the leaves with a huge force of impact, and in an instant, a crack appeared between the two connected leaves, and the moment the crack appeared, a fire light penetrated through the crack.

Every ray of fire turned into a fire dragon, surging towards the woman, and the woman in white flew up like a catkins blown by the wind, her flute sound was not broken, and those fire dragons were constantly collapsing when they approached her.

Zhao Yingyun held the lamp in his hand and strode into the void, the fire under his feet surged, and the light in his hand surged with brilliant light, he felt that there was an inexplicable force in the void disintegrating his own magic will, so that his flying body could not borrow strength, like a person running on the sand, and his feet were constantly collapsing.

"Burn!" Zhao Yingyun stretched out his hand and pointed at the woman in white, an emerald green leaf blocked in front of her, but there was already a burning feeling in her body and mind.

The thoughts in her heart surged, and the wind of breaking the law surged, trying to disperse the flames that surged in her body, but the flames seemed to be extremely resilient, sticking to her consciousness.

This flame is not an ordinary flame, but a divine fire.

At this moment, her eyes saw a stroke of Zhao Yingyun's finger in the void, and she seemed to see a golden light streak across the void.

"Extinguish!"

With the sound of this incantation, she felt that in her consciousness, there was a golden sword light cutting down, she could only blow up a ball of wind, trying to blow it away, but at this time, there was already a fire burning on her body, and under the internal and external troubles, the meaning of the wind to break the law was not strong.

And that golden light, she didn't have time to block it at all, and she didn't even know if she could block it when she faced it normally, and her wind and consciousness were instantly shattered.

"This man is so strong." This was Xiao Yu'er's last thought, and she did her best.

People are like white butterflies, folding their wings in the wind and falling with the wind.

In her eyes, there was a reflection of a person standing on each side of the valley road in the middle of the mountain.

One of them was the well-known Purple Mansion monk in the Thousand Mountains Country who had asked her to come here, while the other was a female Taoist wearing a red Dao crown.

The female Taoist was dressed in a black Taoist robe, with a high crown of hair and a pair of phoenix eyes staring at the top of the mountain opposite.

Above her head, faintly, the starlight seemed to be brighter.

On the top of the mountain opposite, there was a person standing there, with a clear light all around him, obviously not particularly imposing, but it seemed to be one with the mountain.

Zhao Chengyun was shocked by these two sudden momentum, but after he saw Xun Lanyin, he didn't stay long, he knew very well that if these two people were going to fight, he would only become a breakthrough for others here.

So he quickly crossed the valley road and headed towards Guangyuan Mansion.

Guangyuan Mansion is already in sight, but the city gate of Guangyuan Mansion has been closed.

He jumped up and climbed up the city.

It was only when he went up to the castle that he felt someone watching him in the darkness, and when he turned his head, he saw a man wearing a samurai uniform and a white samurai scarf, and he stared at himself as if he had been there all along.

Zhao Yingyun was surprised that he didn't feel anything before, he was like a statue, and it wasn't until he went to the city that his eyes sharpened sharply, which attracted his attention.

Zhao Yingyun felt that he might have been seen by him when he was far away.

The other party didn't say anything, just stood there with the knife on his shoulder, watching.

Zhao Yingyun couldn't help but salute the other party, and when he saw that the other party had nothing to say, he turned over and jumped off the city wall.

He made his way to his home, and there was so much going on tonight.

One assassination, one interception.

It's all dangerous, but fortunately, they all survived.

It's just that why did the more I went home, how did that feeling of danger surge?

Tonight's dangerous assassination, how is it like an onion, peeling off layer by layer, peeling off layer by layer.

Although Zhao Yingyun was not injured, his mind was already tired.

The two fights don't seem to last long, but they are extremely draining.

As he got closer to home, the feeling of danger was getting heavier and heavier, and he couldn't help but think, could someone be ambushing in his home?

So, he turned around and headed towards the Daozi Courtyard.

Many monks have an instinct for danger in their meditation, so when many people attack others, they will minimize their sense of existence and hide themselves as much as possible.

Zhao Yingyun entered the Daozi Courtyard, and because he did not hide his aura too much, he quickly alarmed the junior disciples of the lower courtyard who were responsible for the night vigil in the Daozi Courtyard.

"Senior brother, why are you here?" Lu Yang asked in surprise.

"It's okay, you can continue to meditate." Zhao Yingyun did not tell him about his experience tonight.

He didn't want people to know that he could have that ability to foresee danger.

If it spreads out because of this, it is inevitable that someone will have a way to target it.

However, the more Zhao Yingyun said it lightly, the more it made Lu Yang feel that things were not simple, because Zhao Yingyun had never had the experience of suddenly returning to Daozi Courtyard at night.

Therefore, he was also careful to be on guard.

The lights in the corridor of the Daozi dean were lit staggeredly, and there was a magic circle laid by Zhao Chengyun himself, and the red flame divine lamp placed on the table in front of him could be immediately turned into a formation base to enhance the power of this magic circle.

When the wind blows outside, it blows next to the lamp, and it disperses immediately, and the lamp does not move.