The top of Dragon Tiger Mountain.

Under Yan Huang's complicated gaze, Xiao Yan threw himself into Lu Xuan's arms.

Two towering peach trees, one flourishing, one dead, and the Dao Palace behind it was covered with dust, and under the heavy dust were large cracks in the vertical and horizontal depths.

I don't know how many years that crack has been extended, and even now, there is still an immortal immortal immortal light remaining in the crack, shining brightly.

Lu Xuan silently hugged Xiao Yan, sniffed Xiao Yan's natural good peach fragrance, and while staring at the dead peach tree with scorch marks, he gently patted Xiao Yan's back and comforted:

"I'm here."

Yan Jiangxue buried her head on Lu Xuan's shoulder, as if sobbing.

After a long time, Xiao Yan let go of Lu Xuan, raised his head, and burst into tears:

"Xiao Lu, I have seen a lot of scenes, very terrible scenes."

Lu Xuan gently took Xiao Yan's hand, and wiped the tears from her face with the other hand, and the wind of late spring and early summer blew in, washing this piece of mountain.

Yan Huang also stepped forward at this time, his expression was extremely complicated, and he asked softly:

"Oh boy, what the hell is going on?"

For the first time in so many years, he saw his daughter crying like this, her eyes were slightly red and swollen, and her fair face was indiscriminately outlined with a few messy tears.

On the side, the Heavenly Master, Li Changgeng and the black bull were all silent, quietly watching,

Xiao Yan took a deep breath and shook his head, his face full of confusion:

"I don't know, I don't know"

As she spoke, she turned around, pointed to the dead peach tree, and said softly:

"When I touch this tree, I can see a lot of scenes, and there is sorrow from my heart, I can't say it, I can't tell it."

Yan Huang looked towards the peach tree, his heart trembled violently, and a thoughtful look appeared on the face of the old heavenly master, contemplation.

Lu Xuan felt at this time that his qi and blood seemed to be tumbling, and his heart was beating vigorously for no reason.

He didn't think much of it, he just thought it was a whim from the dead peach tree.

After a moment, Lu Xuan hugged Xiao Yan, stepped forward, and stood quietly beside the dead peach tree, he silently stretched out his hand, stroking a scorched tree, and a bone-chilling coldness appeared in his eyes.

The future is uncertain, the past has come to pass, and the peach tree in this world is dead, which means that there is an established history in the past

He looked at the cracked and almost collapsed Dao Palace, which was once sat by the Second Master.

But at this moment, it is almost collapsing, and lightning strikes, knife marks, sword carvings, etc. can be seen on the surface of the Dao Palace, and it seems that an earth-shattering war has broken out here, which has far-reaching effects and has become a given in history.

The coldness piled up in Lu Xuan's heart little by little, and the throbbing feeling became more and more intense, as if something very bad was happening.

He suppressed the throbbing in his heart, stared at the blackened and dead tree, and thought of the little peach spirit that had accompanied him for a hundred years.

On the side, Yan Jiangxue plucked up her courage, stretched out her hand, rubbed the body of the tree, melancholy appeared on her face, there was sadness in her eyes, and described softly:

"I saw three fleeting scenes, one is the heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals arrayed in the clouds, the golden boy blowing the drum, the jade girl singing, there is the heavenly palace with rolling smoke and dust, smashing a heavenly general into the ground, many heavenly thunderbolts down, blooming on this mountain"

Yan Huang and the Old Heavenly Master glanced at each other, and were shocked, what Xiao Yan described seemed to be the scene of the Arctic True Saint coming to Longhu Mountain?

Yan Jiangxue continued:

"The second scene I saw, the world was wailing all over the field, there was a figure sitting in front of the gate of heaven, wearing a mask, alone on the chessboard, in the fall, and the two peach trees were waving peach branches, piercing many immortals in the scene, and the immortals fell like rain."

As she spoke, she suddenly choked up again, hesitation and fear appeared on her face, and her voice brought a cry:

"And the third scene."

"In the third scene, I saw myself, I saw Xiao Lu, I saw the literati shaking the feather fan, I saw the Taoist holding two three-ring and five-section swords, and I saw a lot of them."

"Later in that scene, there was a scene that was even more tragic than the previous one, the martial saint holding the glaive sword was beheaded by the immortals, a generation of heroes was crucified, and the Great Wall rose into the sky."

"Then, it was a very bright and bright thunder, which split down, chopping the peach tree and extinguishing the vitality, causing the Dao Palace to collapse, I saw Xiao Lu, you were crying, and I was next to me, dead on the ground, and then Xiao Lu You are so angry, holding a cyan sword, rushing towards a very powerful immortal."

"Finally, the heavens shook, and the branches of the dead gods pierced the sky for the last time, and the palace fell with billowing smoke and dust, and the ground was torn vertically and horizontally, the city collapsed, and the mountains and rivers were shattered.

There are countless people crying, at funerals, and Taoists sadly carved tombstones and planted great bans."

Before she finished speaking, Lu Xuan hugged her and whispered in her ear:

"What you see, what you say, is a dream, it won't happen."

"But, but" Xiao Yan was stunned and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Lu Xuan:

"It's not going to happen."

The last paragraph described by Xiao Yan was very familiar to Lu Xuan, he had seen this scene in [Lu Xuan's Tomb], but now it has been confirmed that it is a false history, which was woven by the two masters to cover up the truth

Although everything seems to be moving closer to a false history, Lu Xuan feels that the fake will not come true.

Certain.

I thought so, but in Lu Xuan's heart, the fire was getting stronger and stronger, more and more prosperous, and in the scorching fire, there was a cold in his eyes.

He asked softly:

"Xiao Yan, although everything is false, do you still remember what the immortal I rushed towards with my sword in the last scene you said looked like?"

When the words fell, Old Heavenly Master, Li Changgeng, and Yan Huang all listened attentively, and Old Hei Niu also became solemn.

Yan Jiangxue thought about it again and again, and said softly:

"It's a very powerful immortal, the left hand is a broken little bell, which seems to be ringing, the right hand is a gourd, the gourd mouth is spraying thin fairy light, and a heavenly knife is floating in the fairy light."

"By the way, at the end of the end, I saw a very big Dao Palace, smashed towards that immortal, and saw a blind Daoist and a lame Daoist, both angry, one destroyed the source of heaven and earth, the other refined the heavens and all worlds, and there was a beautiful big sister, dragging the divine chain, walking step by step, crying."

The more Lu Xuan listened, the more solemn his expression became, the huge Dao Palace, a blind and lame Taoist, and a beautiful woman dragging the divine chain

Things don't seem right, what Xiao Yan Ruo saw was really in the past, and this kind of scene would never appear, involving the three masters and the mother!!

There's a big problem with that.

At this time, Li Changgeng, who was not far away, seemed to be thinking, raised his head, and said in a deep voice:

"Spraying thin fairy light, the gourd containing the heavenly sword, it seems that there really is a corresponding immortal."

"Who is it?"

Lu Xuan suddenly looked sideways.

Li Changgeng spat out a turbid breath, as if he was in disbelief, and said softly:

"Lu Zhuan Daojun."

"Land pressure?" Lu Xuan's expression was extremely deep, is this land pressure again?

It doesn't make sense.

Among the Dao fruits, there is no such person.

His thoughts turned a thousand times, his eyes were deep, and he gently comforted Xiao Yan:

"Don't cry, what you say is all false, although there seems to be a secret behind it, aren't we going to get married? On the eve of the wedding, I take you to meet a person, she is my elder and knows everything. ”

"Hmm!"

Yan Jiangxue nodded vigorously.

When Lu Xuan wanted to say something more, on the horizon, suddenly a Cotai Avenue came in an instant, and on the Cotai Boulevard, Li Yutong jumped down with a pale expression.

"Speaker?"

Yan Huang was stunned:

"What's going on?"

"The Great Wall, it's the Great Wall!"

Li Yutong's expression was pale, and his voice was so condensed that he couldn't add it anymore, word by word:

"The demon clan knocked, the immortal of the dead building defected, and the Great Wall was in an emergency."

As he spoke, he subconsciously looked at Lu Xuan, who had a cold expression, and said:

"Lord Lu Xiuyuan also died in battle."

The top of Longhu Mountain is slightly silent.

Lu Xuan gently patted Xiao Yan's cold palm, raised his head, and couldn't see any change in his expression, his voice was very flat, and it was a little scary.

He said:

"Got it."

"I'll take a trip."

Listening to the unfluctuating tone, Li Yutong and Yan Huang, who were originally anxious, felt a sudden chill in their hearts for no reason.

It's cold to the bone.

In the next moment, Lu Xuan took a step, and a golden avenue appeared, and he stepped on it and disappeared suddenly.

………………

The Great Wall borders.

The fighting stopped for the time being.

There was an old black dog, out of nowhere, roared, roared back hundreds of millions of demon clans, and tore seventeen demon clan saints and three big grade level saints,

The demon blood fell from the sky, fluttering, and compared to the human blood that gathered into a river on the city wall, it was only a drop in the bucket.

The remnants of the seven big and small saints retreated three million miles with the demon tide, but this distance is not worth mentioning under the scale of the starry sky of the universe, and they are still looking at the side.

"That dog" Dapin Xiaosheng wearing a god's robe had an ugly face, shocked and frightened: "Obviously it is also a big product, how can it be so strong??" ”

"And it's still a demon!!"

The dragon horn little saint gritted his teeth:

"Eat things inside and outside, just like that Ao Chengzhong!"

Taking a deep breath, he calmed down and said in a cold voice:

"Don't worry, wait for a while, wait for the backup to arrive, I just received the news, Tongtian Demon Saint ordered, this time is an excellent opportunity, maybe less than three months later, today will break this level!"

After a pause, the dragon horn little saint squinted:

"My demon clan is all over the starry sky, the starry sky is too vast, it will take a little time to mobilize in a big way, wait for it, today will be broken, there will be a bloodbath, I want to pile up hundreds of landscapes with human heads!!"

All the little saints echoed in unison, and the demon tide rolled, all of them were eyeing the Great Wall, and they were all grinding their teeth and claws.

The big little saint with the crown on his head grinned:

"Regardless of the outcome of the day, it was a full meal. It can only be said that it is worthy of the human race, and the innate manifestation of the Dao body, and everyone has an innate substance."

As he spoke, he patted his bulging belly and smiled even brighter.

The little saint who was dressed in a god's robe also smiled and said:

"After breaking through this barrier and taking charge of the origin land, the human race will be kept in captivity by us, and from now on, there will be as much blood food as there is, and a batch will be harvested every year."

These seven big and small saints all began to discuss, each with a smile on their faces, regarding the human race as a thing in their pockets, and even demons began to discuss how to eat.

And at the same time, above the Great Wall.

A mangled corpse was dragged down the Great Wall, and the mourning was unconscious, and the wails continued.

There is a scarred girl in battle armor holding a stump body, constantly calling 'Daddy', constantly wiping tears;

A dying old pawn, missing a hand and a leg, was dragging his grandson's bones and crawling on the ground, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground.

Chongshan Hu, who had passed out after being hit hard, had woken up at this time, his limbs had grown, and he was staring blankly at the corpse of Grandpa Lu, his lips trembling slightly.

A Terran general dragged his tired body over, patted him on the shoulder, and said softly:

"After the Lu army lord fell into the demon tide, he fought three hundred miles forward, killed countless demons, and finally completely exhausted. Fortunately, the military master is already a true immortal, and his body is as strong as divine iron, so he is preserved. ”

Chongshan Tiger nodded blankly and said blankly:

"It turns out that Grandpa Lu is still a military master?"

"Yes."

A very calm and quiet voice sounded beside him, and Chongshan Tiger suddenly got up and looked sideways.

"Old. Teacher! He was like a young man, with a crying voice.

He's a young man.

Lu Xuan silently stepped forward, squatted down, and stared blankly at the old man who had lost his life.

The remnants of the old man's body have been completely shattered, and the pits and holes on his body are full of blood holes, which are the result of being eaten by some demon clans.

But his eyes were still wide open, and he didn't let go of the broken knife until he died, and held it tightly in his hand.

Lu Xuan was a little distracted, thinking of many years ago, thinking of Donghai High School, thinking of himself curled up outside the wasteland eavesdropping, and thinking of the old man in the classroom who deliberately raised his voice.

After a while, he stretched out his hand and did not close the old man's eyes, but wiped the blood from his face for him.

A big black dog paced and said silently:

"I was limited in strength, and the realm was suppressed in Dapin, and I came immediately after sending the little master to a safe place, but."

Cause and effect, Lu Xuan had already understood the cause and effect, and did not speak.

On the side, Li Changgeng's heart was cold, Yan Huang and Li Yutong's eyes were red, and there was a god that rushed to rise and fall in the sky, and the immortals in it were also terrified.

In the middle of the night, a pawn was hoarse:

"Here we go again!!"

Everyone looked up, and in the starry sky in the distance, more demon tides converged, densely packed, covering out millions of starlights!

Lu Xuan stretched out his hand, silently mediated the creation, turned into a bronze casting coffin, picked up the old man's body, and put him in the coffin.

Reaching out to find the last bit of true spirit remaining in the old man's skull, and carefully preserving it, he did not cover the coffin, but just stared at the old man's wide-eyed eyes, and said softly:

"Teacher Lu, I'll take you to see the grand scene."

When the words fell, Lu Xuan raised the coffin with one hand and calmly commanded:

"Let the soldiers rest well and put down their soldiers."

As he spoke, he stepped forward with the coffin, stepped into the air, stared at the increasingly vast demon tide in the distance, and said softly:

"I'll come."

"I'll kill."

As the words fell, the young man poured countless immortal light deifications, healing countless Terran soldiers, and he held the uncovered coffin and strode into the starry sky.

The clothes on the body hunt in the wind.

The wind came from nowhere.

(There is another chapter)

(End of chapter)