On weekdays, she still knows that she claims to be a disciple in front of Wen Yu, but now that Lin Guiyuan is dead in a different place, she will be angry, and she will be alone!

Brian followed the team of the Corpse Tide Demon Sea to this side.

But looking at the attitude of Wen Yu's master and apprentice, as well as the many decent disciples in the mountain, they didn't react at all, and they were not afraid to do what they were doing at all, as if they had long been used to it.

However, the group of villagers who escaped death with Bailian shrank in a circle one by one, crying for their father and mother, and they were really frightened by the terrifying scene in front of them.

And this group of raging evil ghosts and demons actually circled around them after entering the mountain realm.

Even though his eyes were glaring from hunger, for some reason, as if he was being restrained by some invisible order, the fierce light in his eyes had to be faintly suppressed, and he didn't rush towards the crowd to bite and bite.

Brian followed the hordes of corpses aimlessly around the central strip.

Afterglow scanning.

Under an ancient tree, two charred black figures stood with swords in their hands, their eyes scanning the corpse tide of demons without any emotion.

Seeing this scene, Brian's pupils shrank fiercely, and he quickly lowered his head to hide the shock in his eyes.

How can it be?!

It's Yang Zhao and Huang Kang?!

Aren't they both dead?

Brian never believed that with the cultivation of these two people, he would be able to survive under Jinsheng's thunderous sword.

It can even be said that when he pushed the two people's bodies away, he could already completely confirm that the two people were completely lifeless.

But what's going on at the moment?!

These two people turned out to be ...... Standing here well, and looking at its appearance, it is quite harmonious with the people here.

And Jin Sheng, whom they admired so much a few days ago, was imprisoned on an ancient tree covered in blood and mess, and was tightly restrained with countless talisman ropes.

At this moment, he tilted his head low, unconscious, and his slightly heaving chest told Brian that he was still alive at the moment.

It's just that the thirteenth-ranked iris sword in his hand is lying quietly in the black gold scabbard, and he can't play with it in Wen Yu's hand.

I saw Wen Yu lying on a green rattan Taishi chair, playing with the Iris Sword with one hand, and pinching Wen Zhendong's nose with the other hand.

He said with a smile: "This golden black vine can't even be seen through its origin and grade as a teacher, it is really extraordinary, this vine has already recognized the master, and it is naturally not attracted by your spiritual power."

But it doesn't matter, that little beast has been beheaded by your own hands and thrown into the river of blood, and the mark of this vine will fade and disappear soon, and the future will be long, if you like this golden black vine, what does it matter if you send you for the teacher. ”

Wen Yu's words were very atmospheric, but he had Xiao Jiujiu in his heart.

Xindao: The origin of this golden black vine is unknown, but the spiritual power is very extraordinary, not like a thing in the world, it looks like a spiritual thing in the fairy world or the god world.

If you stay around, I'm afraid it will lead to trouble.

And several times the amount of violence that erupted from this golden black vine almost injured him, which was really dangerous.

But it's a pity to abandon it, it's better to let her female apprentice put it away, anyway, her whole person is her own.

If you wait until the seal of recognition is removed, and you fully understand the wonderful use of this golden black vine, it is not too late to retrieve it.

If it causes trouble, then it is better to say, push everything on his disciple, and he can pick it up himself.

Wen Zhendong completely belonged to a person who was blind, really liked her, and carefully put her in her heart, she abandoned her as if she were an enemy, and even did not hesitate to cut off the other party's head with her own hands.

And that Wen Yu, who was hypocritical and hypocritical to her, coaxed her into obedience with just a few soft words.

She suddenly smiled and kissed Wen Yu on the cheek: "Master, you are so good!"

Compared to when they first met that day, even though Wen Yu's master and apprentice sometimes acted a little ambiguously, due to human etiquette, they would never be as blatant as they are now.

The other disciples of the decent sect clearly saw this scene, but their eyes were slightly dodgy, and they didn't dare to show too much emotion, and they certainly looked like they were looking at Wen Yuma.

And Meng Gongzi, who had worked so hard to save them from the endless sea of suffering, was also reduced to a prisoner at this moment, and like Jinsheng, he was tied under the tree by a talisman rope and lost his freedom.

It's just that he wasn't seriously injured like Jinsheng, except for his slightly disorganized clothes, and he didn't take away the dust and sword, but he wasn't treated too much.

From time to time, a young disciple would step forward, whispering as if to persuade and send water and food, but in exchange for Meng Gongzi's spittle, he sprayed his face.

The young disciple's face was pale, as if he was weak-minded, avoiding Meng Gongzi's coldly questioning gaze, and retreated.

The moon hangs high, and the fishy wind blows.

If it is said that the scene of corpse tide demons gathering like a sea is shocking to see and despairing.

But it is far from the moment when the scene is chilling.

Lin Guiyuan had a thought in his heart and saved Wen Yu's master and apprentice, but instead of gratitude, he brought disaster to him.

The mountain father was tired and ordered, he couldn't bear to die under the kraken, opened the mountain gate barrier, and let this group of bloodthirsty demons dressed in the skin of fake benevolence and righteousness set foot in the mountain, but in exchange for bloodbath and slaughter!

Suddenly, the night wind turned sharply, and the plain silver moon above the sky was covered with clouds, and the bloody breeze turned into a fierce wind, as if a rainstorm was brewing.

The sky and the earth changed color, and some people in the crowd looked up at the stormy sky with a hint of fear, and swallowed their saliva unconsciously.

Even Wen Yu, who had been playing with the Iris Sword, suddenly stood up from the Taishi's chair.

He glanced at the sky uncertainly, and then stared deeply in the direction of the lake with an uneasy face.

Wen Yu saw this, and many people also followed his gaze and threw it over.

Brian staggered through the tide of corpses, his head lowered an inch up, and he looked silently towards the lake.

However, the sight made Brian's heart, which had stopped beating, tremble.

The water of the lake, which was as clear as a mirror, did not stand still, but was emptied of everything.

At the bottom of the deep lake, only the slightly moist and soft silt remains, and the lake with an area of ten miles is actually not a drop of lake water that has been pumped clean!

Next to the lake, there was a huge bottomless crack, as if it had been slashed with a knife.

At the other end of the rift is the river of blood that connects Lin Guiyuan's tragically abandoned corpses.

When Brian left this mountain realm, there was absolutely no such thing as a long river of blood.

He looked against the foul river.

I saw that the majestic divine mansion in the void and mid-air had been split in half.

The defeat was so desolate that only the remains of the small half-remnant mansion remained, and there were no mountain treasures or inheritances that Wen Yu said.

There was only one blood-colored hedron that was the length of an adult's arm and half a meter wide.