Gu Moli chose to retreat, she had no choice.

With the destruction of the two major forces, ten days have passed, and everything is as silent as ever, as if nothing has happened.

And at this moment,

In a valley, a hundred flowers are blooming, all of them are spiritual grasses, and there is a faint medicinal fragrance floating everywhere in the air.

In the pavilion, there are four figures.

"Xuan Ziliang, I didn't expect you to be alive, I thought you died in the Nine Dragons Lock Demon Tower."

Of the several people, the only woman spoke at the moment.

has a graceful and luxurious face, but the tone is extremely cold.

"Huh...... It wasn't that easy to get me dead. ”

Xuan Ziliang smiled indifferently, picked up the tea on the stone table and took a sip.

"Aren't you afraid that this tea is poisonous?"

The woman glanced at Xuan Ziliang.

Xuan Ziliang took a few more sips and shook his head in admiration.

"When it comes to spiritual tea, in the whole world, no one can compare to the Mirror Moon Valley, and the old man has not drunk such a superb spiritual tea for a long time."

"Let me guess, it's added to the Heavenly Fei Fruit, Qing Lingsang? Well, it seems that there is still the taste of purple spirit yoyun chrysanthemum. ”

When the woman heard this, her eyes were still cold.

"You come with the imperial patriarch, if you come to taste tea, then I won't accompany you."

The voice fell, and he got up to leave.

"Lord of the Cold Valley, is this how you treat yourself?"

Di Yantian suddenly spoke, his tone was already mixed with anger.

Not to mention the identity of the patriarch of the dragon clan, Xuan Ziliang, and the pavilion master of the Red Rainbow Pavilion are also here, you Han Qingning can't help but be a little ignorant.

"Guest?"

"I've never had a guest come to Mirror Moon Valley."

"Today, this is the first time that the three distinguished guests have gathered."

The valley lord Han Qing stared at everyone, without any fear on his face.

Mirror Moon Valley has survived so far by not fighting with the world, never interacting with anyone, and never making enemies.

"If you have nothing else to do, then let's take a cup of tea."

"I still have pills to refine, so I won't accompany them."

When the words fell, he turned around and left.

"Humph!"

With an angry shout, Di Yantian slapped it with a palm, and the stone table in the pavilion suddenly fell apart, and stone chips flew sideways.

"Han Qingning, you know what we mean by coming, why do you pretend to be deaf and dumb like this!"

The sound of anger was mixed with the splashing of stone chips, causing Han Qingning to slowly stop.

When he turned around, his face was full of anger.

"Di Yantian, this is Mirror Moon Valley, not your dragon clan, if you want to go wild, it's best to weigh it."

"Wild? Lao Tzu destroyed you Mirror Moon Valley, so what! ”

"Then you can try!"

When the sharp words fell, the two of them were tense, and their respective strengths burst out, and they were about to fight.

"Ugh."

Xuan Ziliang couldn't help but sigh.

The teacup in his hand was nowhere to put at the moment, and he got up and said: "No wonder the Guwu lineage is in such decline, and people's hearts are not aligned." ”

"The martial arts have suppressed us for many years, and now, you still have to fish and flesh each other."

"Don't talk cool there!"

Hearing this, Han Qingning suddenly burst out in shock, and then said: "The decline of the ancient martial arts lineage is a matter of inheritance, don't you Xuan Ziliang know?" ”

This sentence is obviously something in the words.

The original name of the Xuan Demon Tower was Brahma Tower, which came from Kunlun Xu, and Han Qingning clearly knew this.

Others don't know, but she knows that this tower was stolen by his Xuan Ziliang from Kunlun.

Ancient martial arts, the ancestor of runes?

Hehe......

It's just a glimpse of the mystery of the Brahma Tower, and it's just a matter of studying it in retreat.

To put it in detail, you Xuan Ziliang is also a person of martial arts.

At this moment, the bite muscle on Xuan Ziliang's cheek jumped twice, and he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Lord of Cold Valley, the current situation is no longer able to allow you to be left alone in Mirror Moon Valley."

"You just mentioned the word inheritance."

"Indeed, over the years, the inheritance of the first line of martial arts far exceeds that of the first line of ancient martial arts."

Speaking of this, Xuan Ziliang paused, and then spoke: "Do you know that Kunlun Xu, there is a person of atavistic bloodline?" ”

As soon as these words fell, a look of horror clearly flashed in Han Qingning's eyes.

Obviously, she didn't know about this news.

Back then, Yu Qianxue had the atavistic bloodline, so she was able to inherit Kunlun Xu.

Now, there is another one.

Isn't that the strength of Kunlun Xuan instantly broke the original balance.

Why do the people who appear one after another with atavistic bloodlines are all from Kunlun Xu?

This is obviously not a coincidence.

Xuan Ziliang then said: "What she has is not an ordinary atavistic bloodline, but a Honghuang bloodline. ”

"What? That's impossible! ”

Hearing this, Han Qingning was completely shocked.

The bloodline of the desolation really exists?

Doesn't that mean that the desolate land also really exists?

For a moment, there was silence in the gazebo.

Rumble!

There was a muffled sound, and the space shook.

In the pavilion, several people suddenly looked sideways, only to see the formation barrier shrouded in Mirror Moon Valley, emitting violent fluctuations.

"Valley Master, someone is coming!"

Suddenly, a disciple of Mirror Moon Valley came to report.

"Who is it? How many people came? ”

Han Qingning heard this, and his willow eyebrows frowned.

For so many years, no one has attacked Mirror Moon Valley.

"There was only one person, covered in black, and he couldn't see his face clearly."

As soon as the words fell, a trace of crimson light reflected the heavens and the earth, and the formation barrier shrouded in the Mirror Moon Valley suddenly shattered.

Such a scene shocked everyone.

Mirror Moon Valley's formation is not weak, and it is not easy to break it with brute force.

Moreover, there is only one person on the other side?

Could it be that Kunlun Xu, the person who has the bloodline of the desolation?

Above the void, a black robe danced in the wind, from far to near.

Before he could see the figure of the person who came, Xuanziliang's eyes suddenly flickered.

It's just because of the red knife in the other party's hand, he remembers.

"Night North?"

With an exclamation, Emperor Yantian was also stunned, and he couldn't help but look sideways, staring at him with different pupils.

"It's really him!"

"He's ...... Crazy? ”

Under the different pupils, Di Yantian was the first to see the strangeness of Yebei.

Behind the black clothes, the blood is full of qi and blood retrograde, and only by going mad can it be like this.

"There's really a lot of spirit grass here."

Under the black robe, Yebei's cold face slowly appeared in everyone's field of vision.

On the arms and neck, the black tendons like tattoos are clearly visible.

Especially those dark eyes, which do not contain any human touch.

All of them show signs of enchantment.

"Who are you?"

Han Qingning took the lead and rose into the air.

Trespass into the Mirror Moon Valley and destroy its formation, no matter who it is, it is the enemy!

Even if it's a madman.

For a while, one figure after another in the Mirror Moon Valley stepped into the air, and there was hostility in their eyes.

"Who am I? I'd love to know, too. ”

"So I'm here to see if you have any medicine I need."

Yebei took a deep breath, and the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, but it was chilling.

It was the fragrance of these spiritual grasses that drew him here.

At a glance, these spiritual grasses are hard to find.

"Look for death!"

Han Qingning let out a cold snort, his palm stretched out in the void, and in the depths of the Mirror Moon Valley, there was a sound of galloping.

A seven-foot long sword burst through the air with the summoning and landed in the palm of his hand.

The body of the sword exudes a ghostly glow, which is obviously highly poisonous.

She condensed a good elixir and used poison, which was naturally not a problem.

This is also the sharpness of Mirror Moon Valley.

With a sword in his hand, the space under Han Qingning's feet was already rippling.

"Stop!"

Xuan Ziliang screamed, wanting to stop Han Qingning.

Although I don't know what Yebei experienced that caused him to go crazy, but since he came, there was always a way to suppress it.

Besides, with Yebei's current strength, she is not her opponent at all.

However, a shock was obviously useless, Han Qingning stepped out, and his whole body burst out.

"I want to see who gave you the courage to come to my Mirror Moon Valley to spread wild!"

When the words fell, the ghostly light on the sword body increased in vain, turning into a hundred-meter sword shadow, and falling towards the top of Yebei's head.

The wind howled, and the shadow of the monstrous giant sword came in an instant.

Seeing that the other party was standing in the void and didn't hide at all, the corner of Han Qingning's mouth couldn't help but show a sneer.

In the face of this blow, even if he was Emperor Yantian, he would never dare to be so big.

The terrifying sword shadow swept down, and the powerful power contained in it directly cut through the space.

However, in the next moment, a wisp of crimson sword rose into the air, flashing without any fancy flashes!

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the sky above the entire Mirror Moon Valley was distorted, and spatial cracks spread out like spider webs.

The collision of the two forces made everyone's hearts palpitate.

In the next second, before they could react, they saw a gallop falling from the distorted space.

It is the valley master of Mirror Moon Valley, Han Qingning.

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