Chapter 51: The Tragedy of the Past

The elder of Tianwu Fort is also a bald man, Du Hong.

This person is two meters tall, and his muscles almost tear the clothes on his body, and standing there gives people a strong sense of oppression, like a humanoid tyrannosaurus.

If you look closely, you will find that this sturdy elder is similar to Du Lei in terms of temperament and clothing.

Indeed, the relationship between Du Hong and Du Lei is indeed close, the two are uncles and nephews, and they have not seen their nephew for a long time at this moment, but imagine how anxious his mood is, if it weren't for Qi Hong here, he couldn't help but rush to the 100,000 mountains.

This is not the most fatal, as of now, more or less disciples of other sects have escaped, but he Tianwu Fort has not even seen the shadow of a disciple.

"Can anyone tell me what happened?!Could it be that all my disciples of Tianwu Fort are dead?"

With beads of sweat on his shiny head, the big man was so anxious that he paced back and forth on the shore of the Yinchang Lake, if all the disciples who participated in the trial on this trip died, then he, the elder, would also be severely punished by the master.

And Durey is his own nephew!

"Xiao Lei, Xiao Lei, if something really happens to you, how can I explain to your dead father!"

......

Time came to the fifth watch day, and among the young disciples who withdrew in the fourth wave, Du Hong finally saw a few disciples of Tianwu Castle.

"Fellow relatives!"

Du Hong almost burst into tears, stumbling and hurriedly catching up, as an elder, he rarely had such a gaffe, "What happened to the children?"

"Elder Du......"

Several disciples of Tianwu Fort looked sad, crying and almost fainting, "Senior Brother Du Lei and more than a dozen senior brothers and junior brothers have met the black demon water vine, and now their life and death are unknown......"

"The disciples of the other sects have even joined forces to suppress us, and only a few of us have escaped so far......"

"Ahhh

"Du Daoyou is calm, Qi Hong's predecessors are still here, don't be impulsive!" Gu Bo was also full of indignation.

"You surnamed Gu, you Bixia Pavilion ......"

"Elder Du, the disciples of Bixia Pavilion didn't do anything with us, and Chen Shi also helped a few of us in the run!"

Du Hong's tone choked, and he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth, and changed his words: "You Bixia Pavilion is good...... Good job, as for the other sects, Lao Tzu and you are not finished!!"

Gu Bo understood this, and he hurriedly asked these Tianwu Fort disciples, "How many of you have seen Chen Shi, where is he now?" Shuangya on the side also came over, waiting for his red and swollen eyes to wait for the next words.

"Several of us encountered a crisis before, and it was Chen Daoyou who was passing by who saved our lives, as for where he went after that, we don't know......" One of them shook his head, and then seemed to think of something again, "In addition, we also met the tea fairy." ”

"Chasu?Did you see Chasu?!"

Hearing this, the beautiful woman in Tsing Yi Lou hurriedly stepped forward, her eyes were anxious and she asked in a hurry, "How is it, how is she doing now?"

"The tea fairy is fine. The eyes of several Tianwu Fort disciples lit up, and they did not hide the gratitude and love in their words, "Fairy, she controls an Iron Feather Eagle King, and has been wandering around the periphery of the mountain, as long as she sees a disciple in danger, no matter what sect or sect she comes from, she will help." ”

......

Another half an hour passed, the sun rose in the east, and the morning dawned.

On the other side of Yin Chang Lake, more than a dozen figures galloped at high speed, and the disciples of various sects were among them, and these young girls fell directly from mid-air, and some of them fainted on the spot before they could say a word.

The elders of the various sects hurriedly greeted them, gave them the pills that stabilized their injuries, and inquired about the situation while comforting them.

Gu Bo tried to keep his voice as gentle as possible, "Have you seen Chen Shi?"

"I saw it, the senior brother said that he wanted to go again to see if there were any living junior sisters and junior brothers in the mountains, so he ......"

"This bastard, it's just nonsense!" Gu Bo gasped, but he didn't know what to say, Chen Shiyou's heart was really good, but how could that demon beast frenzy allow him to be rash?

On the other side, in the crying of the female disciples of the Tsing Yi Building, the beautiful woman's face also changed again and again, and the practice of tea was not much different, but it was more dangerous, controlling the Iron Feather Eagle King to directly attract the attention of the beast kings, and fight for the disciples in the door to escape time!

"Senior sister, she...... She's already weak, if she doesn't come out again......"

The beautiful woman trembled slightly, and the emotions in her eyes were not simply anxious and worried, but more fear, the fear that seemed to be about to die!

"Where is Wen Bin?!" The red-haired old man almost roared, but he never thought that a few seriously injured Chibane Sect disciples would cry, "Senior Brother Lan is crazy, he will kill people when he sees them, and he won't even let us go......"

"What are you talking about?!" the red-haired old man's eyes widened like brass bells.

"Senior Brother Lan is really crazy, we met him before and he did not wait for him to speak, he directly took action, and several senior brothers and sisters were burned alive by him!"

The scene was suddenly as silent as death, and only the desperate and angry cries of these Akabane Sect disciples were heard.

"Yes, we've seen it too!" A disciple from another sect suddenly roared excitedly, "That Lan Wenbin is like a mad demon, whether it is a demon beast or a monk, as long as he sees it, he will shoot directly, and we almost died in his hands before!"

"Yes! His approach is exactly the same as that of a cult cultivator. ”

For a while, the elders of the various sects looked at the red-haired old man with subtle eyes, and even Qi Hong also looked at it, as if he was smiling.

Cold sweat instantly soaked the forehead of the red-haired old man, if Lan Wenbin really strayed into the evil way, whether he lived or died, his entire Chibane Gate would be suspected, and Qi Hong was also present at the moment, if this person buttoned this hat, the Chibane Gate would be in trouble!

"Damn the evil obstacle!" the red-haired old man roared angrily, this time he was really in a hurry, "Kill the same disciple, the old man will personally execute this evil obstacle!"

Qi Hong smiled meaningfully, "I'll only give you three days, and if the Akabane Gate can't give a reasonable explanation after three days, you should know very well what will happen." ”

The red-haired old man's head was like pounding garlic, and he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with a slightly trembling hand, "Don't worry, senior, I will definitely give your league a reasonable explanation." ”

Netherworld.

A hundred years ago, the Chengliang Kingdom was the most powerful sect, with tens of thousands of disciples, and there were even ten great monks in the Dan period, but just when the Netherworld Valley was at its peak, a catastrophe suddenly came.

The ten elders of the Yudan period died in battle, and none of the tens of thousands of disciples were spared, the blood flowed like a river, the corpses were all over the place, a thunderbolt fell from the sky, and everything was wiped out.

Overnight, the once powerful Netherworld Valley was transformed into the scarred ruins of its present.

This catastrophe is only because of two words, evil cultivation!

This tragic history now flashed in the mind of the red-haired old man, and his soul was trembling, asking himself that the Red Feather Gate was not as good as the Netherworld Valley back then, and the word evil cultivation made him panic.