"You hear it too! Brother Lin is dead, and his last wish before his death is to hit the North God Mountain and save his wife and daughter!! ”

"But now, someone is asking if we want to help? This is the greatest humiliation to me, to our ancient gods, what do you say we should do now? ”

Gu Yuan asked hoarsely.

"Kill the North Sacred Mountain!"

"Kill the North Sacred Mountain!"

Many ancient god clan powerhouses roared with scarlet eyes, and the momentum shook the sky, and the sound was deafening.

Gu Yuan looked at this scene, his eyes flickered with tears after all, an iron-clad man came to the saddest moment of his life, Brother Lin, who was regarded as his best friend, died in the hands of immortals, and even if he was an immortal, he was powerless to take revenge!

Who can you say to the depression and pain in your heart?

"Kill the North Sacred Mountain!"

The people of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands were infected by the momentum of the Ancient God Clan!

This is a big family with top guns, and everyone is a man who stands up to the sky.

"Knock knock!"

Not long after,

The cultivators of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths set out on the road with the people of the Ancient God Clan, heading towards the direction of the North Divine Mountain!

Such a strong posture,

It was also spread out by the onlookers who ate melons in an instant!

"Oh no, the Blood Mist King Lin Feng died tragically! It seems that it was done by the North Divine Mountain, and now the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands and the Ancient Divine Clan have joined forces to go to the North Divine Mountain to avenge Lin Feng. ”

"No, didn't you say that Beishen Mountain caught Lin Feng's wife and daughter?"

"My wife and daughter have been arrested, and it is not surprising that Beishen Mountain killed Lin Feng, otherwise how many people would dare to touch Lin Feng today?"

"Tsk, the North Divine Mountain has stabbed a big basket this time, but the heritage of a generation of Divine Mountains is not trivial, and I am afraid that I will not be afraid!"

......

All of a sudden, rumors swirled.

The immortals didn't know anything, and all the people in the world blamed all the disasters on the North God Mountain.

now

On top of Dongshen Mountain.

The East God Lord woke up from meditation, and there was a little sweat on his forehead.

"What's wrong? How can I suddenly be restless! ”

The East God Lord frowned.

At this time, Murong Youruo and Lin Jiaojiao staggered in as if they had lost their souls.

Murong Youruo seemed to have just cried, with a little bloodshot in his beautiful eyes, he looked directly at his father, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Dad, Lin Feng is dead!"

"What?"

The East God Lord stood up sharply.

"Uncle Lin is dead, he died at the hands of the people of Beishenshan, and now everyone outside knows about it!"

Murong Youruo was in great pain.

She walked on thin ice in her relationship in this life, and finally met a person she liked, but that person died, and the three-day side was goodbye!

"Uncle Lin attaches great importance to love and righteousness, has countless friends, and has infinite personality charm! There are many people from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths who want to avenge him, and the Ancient God Clan has also gone! ”

Murong Youruo paused, and then said hoarsely:

"Dad, I'll ask you one last time! Are you going to Beishen Mountain? ”

"Youruo! It's too simple for you to think about it, it's not that easy to attack Mount Kinabalu, and..."

The East God Lord seemed to know some secrets, and his expression was extremely ugly.

From the ancient mouth, he knew many secrets of the catastrophe of the ancient era.

Back then,

The four great divine mountains are all immortal slaves, only they are the East Divine Mountain at the critical moment against the water, and the other three divine mountains are still loyal to the immortals who disappeared in the catastrophe of the era...

The immortal is gone, but it doesn't mean dead!

Once Beishen Mountain and Immortal still have a secret relationship, things will make a big fuss, how will it end?

"Dad, my daughter is so disappointed in you!"

Murong smiled desolate and turned to leave.

Seeing this, the East God Lord immediately ordered Lin Jiaojiao to stop Murong Youruo, but Lin Jiaojiao was silent and followed closely by her best friend's side...

Seeing this scene,

The East God Lord was anxious and angry in his heart, thought for a moment, and directly knocked the two women unconscious, then looked at the direction of the Shen Pavilion, and rushed towards the North God Mountain alone.

Until the East God Lord walked away.

There were a few sighs in the secret Divine Pavilion:

"Do you think it's going to be a big deal this time?"

"I don't know! However, in an era of 100,000 years, this time the catastrophe is coming, blessings and disasters depend on each other, and no one can speculate on the future. ”

"Do your best, let it be the fate of heaven! The East God chose to go alone, and he didn't want us to be embarrassed! ”

......

The other side.

On the former site of Qingyunmen, there are dilapidated tombs.

More than a dozen heroic spirits in the Qingyun vein were all awakened, and when they knew that Lin Feng was dead, the faint divine soul fire was swaying violently, and it became a lot more blurred.

"Is that kid dead?"

There were heroic spirits muttering to themselves.

"That mysterious man paid with his life to help us old guys who should have died... It's just to let us take care of him. ”

"He, how can he die?"

Qingyunzi is difficult to calm down.

The cold wind is faint, the fallen leaves are fluttering between the mountains and forests, and the dust on the dilapidated tombstones rises with the wind, and the scene is unusually desolate.

And right now.

The space deep in the mountains and forests suddenly rippled,

Cracks followed,

An old man in a green coat with a long beard strode out.

Between the old man's movements, ten thousand roads surrounded, and a little bit of fairy spirit qi escaped, a fairy wind bone, and a kind smile on his thin face.

When he saw more than a dozen ancestral heroic spirits gathered in front of him, his face was stunned, and then he bowed respectfully and said softly:

"Why did the Ancient Ancestors suddenly let me out of the customs early?"

More than a dozen Qingyun heroes looked at the Qingyun Master silently, speechless for a while,

They all knew that the child was right to the old man in front of him,

How important it is...

"Xiaojun, where are you now?"

Qing Yunzi suddenly asked.

"Thanks to the blessings of your ancient ancestors, I set up an array with the remnants of Qingyun to nourish my injured body, plus my unsuccessful little disciple found the Heavenly Demon Flower for me, I am now not only healed from my injuries, but also have mastered the true meaning of the Great Dao, and I can condense the immortal soul in time!"

Master Qingyun couldn't help but smile when Lin Feng's figure appeared in his mind.

After so many years,

I don't know what happened to Xiaofeng?

One year in the outside world, ten years in the Qingyun Secret Realm, and now that he was born, he misses his disciples very much...

"Xiaojun, you..."

Qingyunzi wanted to speak and stopped.

"What's the matter with Gu Zu? Let's be blunt! ”

Master Qingyun said with a smile.

"That's it! Bring the spirit banner and come with us to the North Sacred Mountain! ”

Qingyunzi sighed.

Although the Qingyun Venerable didn't know what the Ancient Ancestors were doing in the Northern Divine Mountain, they still summoned the Soul Banner according to their words, and let more than a dozen Qingyun Heroic Spirits attach to it...

And at this time,

A Patriarch Heroic Spirit suddenly said:

"You have to know, so why keep it secret?"

"Xiao Jun, it is rumored in the outside world that your little disciple Lin Feng died at the hands of the Northern Divine Mountain!"

......