A.D. 1212.

...... over Yangzhou City

Pan Nanjun stepped out of thin air, and his gaze under the bronze mask passed through the clouds and through a distance of thousands of meters, staring straight into a courtyard.

"It should be here~"

In this day and age, the Three Truths Sect has shown signs of decline, although there are still supernatural powers who have awakened their natal powers.

But no one was born.

Instead, the wilderness, Zhuozhao, and years of the Sixth Life and the Fifth World, Pan Nanjun and Bailiyuan's Nine Realms Gate, which grew up little by little, became the first method of contemporary times.

In the carpet search of countless supernatural disciples, Pan Nanjun did not have much trouble finding the former home of Sun Moon Wu He.

The "clanging" sound of the collision of rocks is unusually harsh.

"Who~"

But when the young man closed his eyes and waited for death and pain to come, he found that he did not feel the feeling of being bitten by a wild beast, not even the slightest sound of wind.

In this regard, the young man also smiled and took it.

In this regard, Sun Moon Wu He shook his head noncommittally.

"In the future, if the immortals need any help, then they will definitely not shirk it, go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire, even if they give up their lives."

The so-called Ah Crane in the courtyard below is naturally the Sun and Moon Wu Crane, the Sun and Moon Wu Crane at the age of fifteen.

"There's a stream of blood rising over there, is it a Nirvana corpse?"

"If you come back to your senses here, then you won't be able to have fun later."

The eyebrows in the distance are long, and the supernatural power prepared is also fully formed at this moment - "If I am in the sky".

The figure of the half head, he knew, was his cheap father, the figure who was crying and holding the flesh and biting, he was more familiar with, it was his mother who had passed away not long ago......

Looking at the once green self below, Sun Moon Wu He was silent, for the courtyard that was even more tragic than his memory, he just glanced at it and no longer paid attention, but turned his head to look at Pan Nanjun who was trapped in place by himself, and said indifferently:

And the figure of a young man named Ah He also rushed into the hospital with the spread of the voice.

The dress he was quite familiar with, it was his cheap father.

But in the end, he opened his eyes a little slit, kept looking around, and then he saw a white-haired figure that stood in front of him, blocking the terrifying monster that was rushing towards him.

At this moment, a muscular man holding a spear in the blacksmith shop walked out and reached out to deliver the spear in his hand to the young man.

"It's- it's- it's- it's—it's—"

Touching his chin, Pan Nanjun gently stretched out a finger and clicked on the tomb thousands of meters away.

For example, before the final war at the beginning of the twenty-first century, the Nine Realms Gate had preserved a large number of corpses, ready to completely transform them into Nirvana corpses during the Great War of Cause and Effect.

And there are no great supernatural powers in Yangzhou City, even if other supernatural powers find out about the problem here and come to kill the corpse of Nirvana.

At this time, Pan Nanjun stepped on the ground with his legs, looked at the newborn Nirvana corpse in front of him, and shook his head slightly, as if he was communicating with the Nirvana corpse in front of him, and seemed to be talking to himself......

In the next moment, the sun and moon Wu He slapped directly on the shoulder of Pan Nanjun in front of him in the palm of his hand.

"What did you do to me?"

Behind the head of the spear, a blood-red banner fluttered in the wind, and an invisible force flew out of the blood-colored banner like a chain, and instantly wrapped around Pan Nanjun's entire body, tying him up into a dumpling.

However, instead of pinching the hilt of the knife as usual, he held the back of the knife hard, and the blue flames burned in his hands, and the magic power of the incomparable anger and killing intent exploded like gunpowder at this moment.

"And it's useless to kill me, as long as the King of Nirvana remains, we won't disappear."

At this moment, a Nirvana corpse with a cloak of hair, red eyes, a mouth full of sharp fangs, and blue skin, wearing a shroud, suddenly jumped out of the scattered smoke and dust, and its scarlet eyes continued to scan the surroundings, and then it locked on a direction and swooped away.

Everyone has become like this, and the supernatural power that Pan Nanjun was originally preparing was naturally directly interrupted.

There are several lonely graves there, and under the lonely graves are one coffin after another.

In the next moment, his figure appeared in the courtyard and blocked the Nirvana corpse's ferocious attack on the young Wu He.

"Sober up, kid! He's not your mother anymore! ”

"He'er~, I'm sorry, my mother doesn't want to be like this."

"It just so happens that I am still afraid of stirring up the punishment of the law of cause and effect that is too big, and directly blast my seriously injured body into slag."

"Thank you immortals for saving me~"

It is estimated that the bones of the fifteen-year-old Wu He are about to be swallowed into his stomach.

In an instant, Pan Nanjun could no longer maintain his calm expression, and looked at the sun, moon and Wu He in front of him with shocked eyes.

He looked away with great difficulty, and then saw the trampled eyeballs under his feet, and the half-cut body on the side of the door that had been pushed aside by the panels......

The other side is in Yangzhou City.

"All of the above are me, but it can be said that they are not me."

As for Uncle Wang's speech in front of him, the young man known as Ah He didn't listen to it at all, and his whole spirit was in a trance. The original good mood disappeared at this moment, and a bad premonition surged into his heart......

"There's a substitute here right now, so it's a good choice."

Just one glance at the young man sitting on the ground was almost half frightened to death.

On the contrary, a large number of ordinary people's corpses were turned into irrational corpses at that time......

"Go home honestly~, be good~, blood relatives are more delicious......"

"Wild? Zhuo Zhao? Age? Hundred miles away? ”

"Coincidentally, really too coincidentally."

In an instant, the young man's bloodshot eyes were tightly locked in the direction in which the voice came from.

The silver long knife instantly turned into a silver light, and in the blink of an eye, it passed through the barrier of the two walls, and there was a sound of swords entering flesh in the courtyard.

The scattered earth and rocks spread like shrapnel from a grenade explosion, and the tombstone that was nearly a man tall was almost instantly interrupted by the scattered debris bombardment.

After making sure that everything was fine, he said embarrassedly:

Looking at the disbelievable young man in front of him, the Nirvana corpse tearing flesh and blood, there was also a bit of struggle in his eyes.

And in front of her, half of the gnawed tattered body was placed there so straight, and the red blood continued to flow down from the section of the body, dyeing the colorful shroud into a red......

As he was talking to himself, Pan Nanjun seemed to feel something, tilted his head slightly, and then looked at the young man behind him.

Obviously he didn't shout, he didn't cry, and even before that the young man didn't make a big noise.

And Pan Nanjun obviously thought about this for a moment, but the next moment he also chuckled and spit out a sentence.

But at the moment, his voice was so hoarse, and his eyes were so red.

"Crane, run~, mother, I really can't control myself......"

The home that never returned after the great changes that happened to Sun Moon Wu He when he was fifteen years old......

"Oh oh oh, this can't be done~"

In this regard, Sun Moon Wu Heren was noncommittal, smiled, and finally raised his palm and pressed it towards Pan Nanjun's head.

While hurrying away, the Dharma seeker seemed to be still using some unknown magical power, as if he wanted to support him remotely.

Although most of the bones in these coffins have decomposed, only the skeleton remains.

It was just a breath of time, and Pan Nanjun was shocked to find that the connection between himself and his selfless dharma was actually broken in an instant.

A strange power instantly shook Pan Nanjun's soul.

"No thanks~"

And that's where he saw it.

It was bloody, blood-stained rags, limbs and bones, and entrails scattered all over the ground like scraps from a slaughterhouse.

……

A strong feeling of nausea in his abdomen surged up to his throat, obviously he had already experienced a battle between life and death, and he had already killed more than one person with his own hands, but at this moment, the young Wu He still couldn't help but vomit here.

However, Pan Nanjun's palm had just been raised, and a spear turned into a fierce spear and stabbed straight down from the void, instantly piercing his wrist and nailing his hand to the ground below.

"Really?"

Almost subconsciously, the young man in the power suit took a step back, but the touch of bursting pulp like stepping on grapes under his feet made him tremble.

However, as soon as he took over, the head of the gun that was originally good suddenly became unstable for a while, and after shaking on the barrel of the gun, it rolled to the ground.

"I didn't press the gun head just now, so it's definitely going to be okay now."

Hearing this, the young man's heart was also overjoyed, and he raised his head suddenly, and then saw a huge mouth as big as his entire face.

Confused, he wanted to open his eyes to see what was going on, but the fear in his heart made him hesitate.

However, the recognition of his cheap father's strength still keeps a certain fantasy in his heart.

……

"I'm all me, but I'm not me."

And at this moment, a sound as if the cabinet had been knocked over suddenly sounded from not far away.

"Should I say I haven't seen you for 2,000 years, and I miss it?"

However, at this time, Pan Nanjun seemed to feel something slightly tilted, and his vision passed through layers of walls and hundreds of meters away, and he saw a Dharma seeker wearing a dark Taoist robe and a single eyebrow rushing towards this side.

In the end, I only heard a "choking" sound, and the long knife was out of the body.

Immediately, a little scarlet blood trail hidden in cause and effect flashed out of thin air from the sky, and quickly landed in a tomb.

The figure that swooped forward almost turned into a bloody light, and in an instant, it broke a small tree surrounded by one person, and a few jumps came to a hundred meters away, and a young man who was frightened by the movement here opened his big mouth and bit the young man's neck.

The heavy door was pushed open with all the force, and the solid wood door collided with the surrounding wall, and the door panel of the Backroom shook violently.

"And it seems that the date chosen is also in the last two days."

The scarlet point of light fell into the land like snowflakes falling into a lake, and it didn't stir up half a wave before it melted into the ground like a ginseng fruit.

Tears continued to flow from the corners of her eyes, but her figure stood up directly from the spot, and the long knife inserted into her chest fell directly to the ground.

Several human heads that he was too familiar with to be familiar with were piled together like Jingguan, and the blood-stained faces made his pupils even lose focus.

"Now you can call me Pan Nanjun."

"As for saying that you haven't seen you for two thousand years, you shouldn't say ...... to me"

Under the boundless anger, the young man exploded with unprecedented potential, completely ignoring the fact that his house was his own property, and smashed two walls, and then saw the culprit who caused the tragedy.

"How so? How so? How come?! ”

But on one of the relatively most complete female bones, Pan Nanjun can still clearly see a little shadow of the sun, moon and crane......

The whole person stood there like a wax figure, motionless......

But in the next second, the originally calm ground suddenly shook unnaturally.

With his eyes lowered, Pan Nanjun's gaze shifted from the empty courtyard to a cemetery.

Yangzhou City......

The smell of blood was even more disgusting than the battlefield where Ah He and his father and uncles had destroyed the bandits a few days earlier.

And how could Pan Nanjun allow this?

An old Taoist priest in a Taoist robe with one-word eyebrows seemed to feel something, looked up in one direction, and frowned slightly.

Seeing this situation, the muscular man known as Uncle Wang was also embarrassed, and quickly picked up the tip of the gun, confirmed that there was no problem with the head of the gun, and then helped the young man reload the tip of the gun.

However, considering the previous situation, the young man still had the courage to quickly change his posture, changing from a sitting position to a kneeling position, and slammed his head on the ground and said:

"So what should I call you now?"

So he directly raised two fingers, and he couldn't look like a kind of supernatural power stored in it, and he pointed it out towards the Dharma seeker from afar.

In the next moment, her figure appeared directly beside the stunned young man, and opened her big mouth to go towards his neck.

"Smack~"

Seeing this situation, the young man who was so frightened that he sat on the ground also had a blank brain, and the soul of the boss who opened his mouth was about to fly out.

"That should be fine."

The flat ground instantly bulged as if it had been filled with bombs, and then exploded in the middle.

"This corpse seems to have the talent to cultivate mana, and it has also been chosen by the blood of all karma."

However, as all the things in his stomach were vomited, and even the acid water in his stomach was vomited out of nearly half, the anger in the young Wu He's heart burned quickly like a flame that had been covered by the dirt.

A figure that had been incomparably friendly to the young man, but now seemed extremely strange, sat there, with a long sharp knife stuck in his chest.

"I need your life now~, please give up this life for me now......"

Immediately, he didn't care if the spear was okay, and after the ward said that it was okay, he directly put the spear behind his back and ran quickly in one direction.

When he ran back to his courtyard, looking at the closed gate and the quiet abnormal courtyard, the strong sense of crisis in his heart became stronger and stronger.

……

Looking at the scene below, Pan Nanjun pinched the chin of his bronze mask, with the barrier of the mask, no one else could see his expression, but there was no doubt that he was laughing at the moment.

In the world of supernatural powers, the selection of Nirvana corpses by the true blood of the Wanye Corpse Immortal has a certain randomness, and it is not that if the strength is strong, it will definitely be selected, and if the strength is weak, it will definitely not be selected.

Today this is undoubtedly the latter of the two cases......

Sun Moon Wu He's mother has been strengthened by him, and the general Zhongshen power will not be his opponent, and the bloodthirsty side is infinitely magnified, and it is impossible to control the body with will.

And he ran like this for ten minutes.

But there are also a considerable number of strong people who did not turn into Nirvana corpses to participate in that great war.

However, the scene in the room was like a basin of cold water, instantly extinguishing the blue mana that was constantly burning on the surface of the young man's body, making his whole brain enter an inexplicable state of downtime.

Seeing the woman's bones, Pan Nanjun sighed lightly, as if he had found something interesting, and the corners of his mouth under the bronze mask hooked up a smile.

The vision returned to the sun, moon, and crane......

Even if the five doglegs of the Wanye Corpse Immortal can only do such a thing as transforming the Nirvana Corpse Immortal, all they can do is judge who is not dead and is selected by the Wanye Corpse Immortal in advance, or after death, they are selected by the Wanye True Blood, but the Wanye True Blood has not yet reached the time of coming.

A young man with black hair tied behind his head, dressed in a tight suit, and carrying a long knife at his waist, stood in a blacksmith shop, fiddling with the long knife in his hand, his face full of satisfaction and love.

The young man could barely breathe as he opened his mouth as he tried to open his mouth and gasp for air, but the smell of blood in the air around him continued to pour into his mouth like seawater.

"But my mother can't help it......"

"Ah He, give it, your father's gun ......"

At the same time, the other side ......

"But that's just ......"

The vision cut to the young man's eyes, in the dimly lit room at this moment.

"Huh~"

"That's not going to work. Wu He must die here today, and it is useless for anyone to come. ”

Although he was tied to the ground, Pan Nanjun did not have any trace of fear, his face with a bronze mask was still facing the sun, moon and crane, and there was no trace of emotional ups and downs in his voice.

"Guess what......"

……

(End of chapter)