To the west of Zhongzhou Wangcheng and north of Bashu Guangyuan, there is a wasteland. Because it is connected with Xiliang for 800 miles, the day is hot and the night is cold, the vast and desolate, and it is difficult to grow an inch of grass, so it is called the howling wasteland. If it is in spring and autumn, the wind rises in the four fields, the yellow sand is all over the sky, and even the birds and animals cannot distinguish the direction. Therefore, few people travel through it, and even most of the merchants and travelers avoid it, and this place is called the place of death by the world.

At this time, it was midnight, and under an altar made of stones, countless black-clothed sect members of the Star Sea had gathered.

The bonfires burning on both sides of the altar were like a pair of ghostly eyes, glaring fiercely at the sky.

Since the defeat of Jiangzhou, the power of the Xinghai Sect in Bashu has collapsed layer by layer, and it has no choice but to retreat to this barren place of death for a temporary rest.

At this moment, there was silence all around, except for the crackling and popping sound of the flames burning dry wood, which rang in everyone's ears from time to time.

A man stood on the altar, carefully reading the letter that had just arrived urgently from Zhongzhou by the light of the fire.

Before he could finish reading the letter, the man let out a long sigh and angrily threw the letter into the fire. Looking at the piece of paper that turned into a butterfly in the fire, Heihe, who had just ascended the altar, asked suspiciously, "What does the letter say?"

The man took off his hat backwards, revealing his pale, bloodless face.

Seeing that Xuanliu didn't say a word for a long time, Heihe secretly noticed that it was not good, and hurriedly asked, "What happened?"

Xuan Liu's face suddenly became extremely distorted, and an angry fire beat violently in his eyes, "Hua Qiong and Ash Wucang have both died, and the general trend of Liuren Mountain has gone." ”

"Ahh

He trembled all over, and his palms violently exerted force, and the entire altar shook incessantly. The bonfires on both sides were shattered by the shock, scattered on the ground, each burning faintly.

The anger that rushed to the sky made the Yigan sect tremble, and everyone knew how perverse Heihe's temper was, and now that he looked like this, he thought he was going to kill again.

Seeing that he couldn't control his emotions for a while, Xuanliu hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "Heihe, now only you and I are left in the sect, and the young master refuses to succeed to the throne, so you are the successor of the sect leader." I know how you're feeling at the moment, but we still have a deep vengeance in the sea of blood, so you need to calm down. Killing this group of people who killed the sect leader is our goal!"

"If I don't kill that surnamed Mu, I will never give up!" Heihe shouted angrily, and a sword aura rose into the sky and disappeared into the dark sky.

"It's a good sentence that never stops, but the Xinghai Sect has not come to an end yet, and the real glory is still to come. A low and gloomy voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears, and everyone turned their heads to look to the side, and saw a man in a black robe slowly walking out of the shadows under the altar.

The man had a harrier eagle on his shoulder, his eyes flashing like golden lamps, and he looked around vigilantly.

"Are you?" Xuan Liu stepped down from the altar and carefully examined the visitor.

The man sneered, and then stepped out of the shadows. But seeing that his face was like an ancient moon, there was a long hair floating under his chin.

"Mr. Fenglin. Xuanliu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart turned out to be that he was here to play tricks.

Feng Lin ignored Xuanliu, but passed by him and walked straight to the altar.

"If the Xinghai Sect wants to make a comeback, from today onwards, listen to my orders. A low, cold voice came out of his throat without hesitation, but it was unusually clear to the ears of the people, as if he were standing beside him as he spoke.

There was an uproar below, and everyone couldn't believe their ears.

Feng Lin's eyes stared at the bottom of the altar, and the corners of his mouth raised a confident smile. Only to see him wave his arms, a gust of wind suddenly swept in, and the flames scattered on the ground that were about to be extinguished immediately flew up, and turned into two raging fires again, hanging in the air like the sun and the moon.

"You're crazy!" Xuan Liu looked at the wind on the altar, his eyes splitting.

Feng Lin slowly turned his head towards Xuan Liu, his deep eyes seemed to be an endless void, and after only a moment of looking at each other, Xuan Liu felt that his body was no longer under his control.

Suddenly, a burst of black flames burst out of the ground, like a snake and a dragon, spreading from the feet of Xuanliu.

This fire was extraordinary at first glance, and in the blink of an eye, it had burned from Xuanliu's ankle to his neck. But Xuanliu didn't feel the pain of the flames at all, and at this moment, a wordless fear rose in his heart.

He had never been so scared, even if he fell under Mu Fengji's sword back then.

What is frightening is nothing more than death, but the situation of life and death only in the thoughts of others is more frightening than the former.

Heihe clenched his fists and was about to make a move, but he saw the harrier eagle on Feng Lin's shoulder open its huge beak and let out a terrible roar.

There was a familiar sound of footsteps behind him, and Heihe turned his head to look at it, and couldn't help but be surprised.

The silver threads on the black brocade robe of the person who came came gathered out of the vast sea of stars, and the three silver hairpins tied up the bun, and there were vague tear stains on his face, but he couldn't see a trace of brilliance in his eyes, and he was staring at himself blankly at the moment.

"Smile!" Heihe's clenched fist gradually loosened and moved in the direction where Lu Xiao was.

I only heard a cold snort, Feng Lin hooked one finger, but Lu Xiao was very obedient, like a moving wooden man, mechanically climbed the altar, and walked towards Feng Lin.

Heihe reacted suddenly, shouted at Fenglin, and asked, "What happened to you?"

"From today onwards, the Xinghai Sect will be taken over by me. Thinking of this is the time of employing people, and the lives of the two of you are still deposited with yourselves for the time being. As soon as the words fell, the black fire that bound Xuanliu disappeared without a trace, and the two of them glanced at each other and silently lowered their heads.

"This place is not a place to live for a long time, if my Xinghai Sect wants to succeed, I still need the help of nobles. Feng Lin suddenly spread out his palm, and the sword marks that were injured by the Taiyi dragon pattern in an inn that day were still recognizable. If it weren't for Mu Yuncheng's sudden knock on the door to disturb his mind, Chu Qingxian's only granddaughter would have already become a puppet controlled by himself, just like Lu Xiao. And the Taiyi dragon pattern is worthy of being one of the ten swords in the Great Wilderness, and it can break free from its own shackles and hurt itself.

"Noble help?" Xuanliu and Heihe don't know what the noble person in his mouth means, but they only feel that this person is unfathomable, the former sect leader invited him to join the church, although he was not entrusted with important tasks, but he also respected him, it can be seen that this person's origin is not as he seems, just a storyteller in the inn.

Feng Lin's ears moved slightly, and the whispered words of the two were all heard by him.

"Don't think about it, the two of you will lead the crowd to Cangzhou first, and someone will come to answer you later. With that, he turned away, and the fireball went out, and there was no moon tonight, but endless darkness.

At this moment, a cold and wanton laughter suddenly sounded in the distant sky, and it was chilling to hear.

"Myojin, the gamble between you and me has just begun. ”