For some reason, it rained heavily for several days on Jixia Mountain, but it came to an abrupt end on this night.

The night is deep, the cold moon is in the sky, and above the night dome of Jixia Mountain, there are thousands of blood clouds condensed, covering the stars and the moon, like a huge whirlpool that connects the heavens and the earth, swallowing up all the scarlet in this dark night.

The young Taoist priest who was sleeping with a stack of scriptures suddenly woke up from the bed, cold sweat on his forehead and back like rain, he opened the books pressed on his chest, put on his clothes, lit a lantern and pushed the door out, and the big black and white cat was half-asleep and half-awake like a wandering spirit following behind him.

The young Taoist priest looked up at the night dome filled with visions like a sea of blood, his expression was rare and solemn, and his footsteps hurriedly walked towards the forbidden land of Sanqing Peak.

The hair Xia has been inherited for thousands of years, the luck is purple and red, known as the reputation of the world's first garden fairy mountain, but tonight it is covered by the monstrous turbid clouds, the vigorous luck of the mountain is gone, and the scene of the blood sea surging above the sky is intensifying, falling from the sky with the momentum of the snake python swallowing the dragon, almost submerging the entire Jixia Mountains.

The young Taoist priest was in a hurry, the two eyebrows were almost connected, because of the darkness of the night, the Taoist priest stepped on the mud puddle on the side of the road, and the whole person fell to the ground, and the lantern in his hand flew out and smashed into a mess, and even the fire that was only enough to illuminate the foothold was extinguished.

The Taoist priest ignored the pain, got up and continued to move forward in the dark, Jiazi before the hair of Xia Mountain out of a powerful immortal, the green leaf patriarch, the eighteenth generation of the head of the Ji Xia Mountain, in the flight into the holy time left three intriguing prophecy, when the hair for the blood cloud to cover the sky, Xuanwu was born, the day of the birth of the Ji Xia Mountain, the Ji Xia Mountain will be catastrophic.

Now that the blood cloud is pressing, there is even the image of covering the hair, and the first sentence of the three prophecies of Qingyezi has been fulfilled, and at this time, Li Chongshan is in the Xuankong Cave in the forbidden place of Sanqing Peak to retreat and enlighten the Tao, most of them are ignorant of the vision on the Jixia Mountain, so the young Taoist priest rushed to the Xuankong Cave in such a hurry.

Under the reflection of the terrifying blood, Mo Tianxiang suddenly saw a black shadow in the forest, rubbed his eyes but disappeared, thinking that it was just the shadow of the tree in the forest, and his eyes were out of order in a hurry.

Mo Tianxiang came to the outside of the Xuankong Cave, but saw the blue-robed old Dao lying on a broken wooden ruin.

"Master!" Mo Tianxiang shouted from afar, but there was no response for a long time.

Mo Tianxiang was anxious, and strode up Li Chongshan, the faded robe that was patched was broken and ragged, and it was clearly a cut for the sharp blade.

Mo Tianxiang called out several times before Li Chongshan slowly woke up, his face as white as a drop of ink.

At this time, the disciples of each peak rushed to the Xuankong Cave, and even Li Feng, who usually lived in a simple place, also came with a group of disciples, and the blood cloud was related to the fortune of the Bun Xia, and the elders naturally couldn't afford to be lazy, and after coming to the Xuankong Cave, they saw that the master was injured, and when they looked around, they were all broken branches and leaves, and they clearly experienced a fierce fight.

"Master, what the hell is going on?" Mo Tianxiang wanted to help Li Chongshan stand up, but Li Chongshan waved his hand weakly, and Mo Tianxiang was afraid of touching his injuries, so he had to help him sit on the ground.

At the behest of the Confucian Daoren, most of the disciples scattered into the mountain streams, searching for and breaking into the Jixia

The Man of the Forbidden Land.

Li Chongshan was speechless, closed his eyes and breathed, trying to stop the chaotic sea of qi in his body.

Li Feng's eyes were solemn, he bent down to pick up a broken branch, and found that the incision was smooth and traceless, not like it was caused by the fight and the pond fish, but it was as sharp as a knife cutting tofu.

Kong Daoren noticed that Li Feng's gaze was strange, but when he saw the branch in Li Feng's hand, he couldn't help but cast the same surprised gaze, so he picked up several branches one after another, and then looked at the devastated forest ruins, all like this.

Although there are doubts, but Li Feng and Kong Dao people are both powerful in the world, and it is not strange to see the means of taking the head with sword qi to make waves, the strange thing is that Li Chongshan is the power of heaven, all-encompassing, if you want to hurt Li Chongshan with a sword, it is simply nonsense, unless it is the kendo power of stepping on Tiangang, but looking at the world who can now step on Tiangang in the way of the sword, the fingers of a palm can be counted, and the Jixia Mountain alone has monopolized the second, and the rest is not related to the wind and horses of Jixia Mountain.

Elder Spiegel brushed the dust with his hand, did not go to the bottom of why the incisions of these branches were so smooth, looked at the ruins, and grabbed a half-cut black iron mask, flicked his sleeves and lifted it up, and snorted coldly and said, "Who is so bold that he dares to break into my forbidden place?"

The blood on the top of the head shines into the forest everywhere, and it is very clear.

Wu Feixia crossed his arms and leaned against an ancient pine whose branches and leaves had been cut off most of it, glanced at the half of the mask that Elder Spiegel had picked up, looked up at the blood cloud in the sky and said, "It's probably the insidious act of the Heavenly Dragon Society again." ”

"The hair is covered by blood clouds, and on the day of Xuanwu's birth, the hair of the mountain will be cataclysmic. Kong Daoren's eyes were distracted, and he paced back and forth at the moment, and said in pieces: "Now that the blood cloud has arrived, but I don't see Xuanwu born, what is the explanation?"

Bai Yun searched in the forest and found nothing, and when he returned to the Xuankong Cave, he happened to see the half of the Xuantie mask in the hand of Elder Mingjing, and suddenly it was like a lightning strike, and the god in his hand fell to the ground, Rao is black-clothed man turned into ashes, and he could recognize it, not to mention the half of the Xuantie mask that was clearly recognizable.

Li Feng looked back at Bai Yun and asked extremely puzzled, "What's the alarm?"

Bai Yun tried his best to calm the waves in his heart that were like lava bursting, bent down to pick up the gods, and shook his head.

Li Feng nodded and asked, "Is there a gain?"

Bai Yun shook his head and said, "No clues have been found. ”

After the washing of the big dye vat at the bottom of the mountain, Bai Yun is no longer the young man who was stunned and ignorant of the world, thinking about everything is divided into three points, the man in black is indeed his killer and the enemy is good, but he promised the old monk in gray to let go of the hatred of the demon, then he has to say the unity of knowledge and action, if he is resentful because of the wind and grass, then everything tempered under the mountain will only be wasted, and on the Muru Mountain, the man in black snatched the rosewood beads, and found that the spirit of the evil Jiao had parasitic on him, and threatened to use his hatred to provide for the evil Jiao, Bai Yun was not sure if this was a trap carefully planned by the man in black, so I didn't rush to add bricks and tiles and pierce through the bottom of that mask.

reason

Following the chaotic meridian qi sea, Li Chongshan's face finally reappeared bloody, and only then did he stand up with the support of Mo Tianxiang.

Elder Spiegel swept the dust and brushed out the half of the mask: "Sect Master, who is trespassing on the forbidden land?"

Li Chongshan spread his hand and took the half of the mask, coughed a few times and shook his head and said, "I don't know, I just know that it is a man in black wearing a Xuantie mask, and he tried in vain to enter the Xuankong Cave to break through the big array laid by the ancestor of the Qingye Son." ”

The gazes of the elders became heavier and heavier.

At this time, the disciples of Jixia who went out to pursue the mysterious person all returned in vain, Bai Yun and the white clothes glanced at each other, the white clothes shook their heads slightly, and Bai Yun's brows were lost for a while.

Li Chongshan suddenly had a splitting headache and was crumbling, and the elders were worried about the injuries of the sect, so they asked Mo Tianxiang to take Li Chongshan back to Sanqing Peak to recuperate.

The headache was like a flash of lightning, Li Chongshan stabilized his body, looked up at the sea of clouds as scarlet as blood, and muttered in a voice that others couldn't hear clearly: "I... Didn't stop him?"

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The next day, the blood cloud faded.

A group of elders gathered in the Sanqing Palace.

The situation was urgent, and the Confucian Dao people took charge of the Jiaoxia on behalf of him, and invited the elders of each peak to come to the Sanqing Hall to discuss countermeasures.

In addition to the elders, the Sanqing Hall also gathered the heroes and talents of each peak.

The elder with high art and courage took the lead in proposing: "Just smash the Yellow Dragon and level the Yandang Mountain." ”

"Absolutely not!" Kong Daoren shook his head and said: "The Tianlong will take root in the south of the Yangtze River, and the dragon will not suppress the head snake of the ground. ”

"The Heavenly Dragon Society has been bullied to the end, so you might as well join forces with the other three major sects to attack and give the arrogant Heavenly Dragon Society a blow to the head!" said Zhang Zongyuan, who was in charge of the Bun Xia Alchemy Room.

Elder Mingjing, who was full of cold and dignified gestures, lost his mind slightly, and said concisely: "The various factions of the Muru Temple have suffered heavy casualties, and this time they must be like frightened birds, and they only wish to sweep the snow in front of the door." ”

"Why do you conclude that the man in black is a member of the Heavenly Dragon Society?" Li Feng said in surprise.

For a while, no one could answer.

"The hair is covered by blood clouds, and on the day of Xuanwu's birth, the hair of the mountain will be cataclysmic. Li Feng stroked his beard and said: "The three sentences left by the ancestor of Qingye Zi are very large, even if Tianlong will have a bad heart, but after all, he was greatly injured in the first battle twenty years ago, if he only stops his eyes on the Tianlong Society, I am afraid that he will lose one or the other." ”

"Not bad. Kong Daoren nodded in agreement: "Last night, in front of the Xuankong Cave, there were traces of sharp blades falling, the master of the sect is the master of the Heavenly Dao, unless it is the sword power of stepping on Tiangang, he has the ability to hit the master of the sect hard, and there is no one in the Heavenly Dragon Society who makes the sword so superb." ”

There were many discussions in the Sanqing Palace, and the Taoist boy who was sweeping the floor on the Dao Ping threw away the broom and ran into the Sanqing Hall in a panic.

The people were puzzled, and asked him what was the cause of his alarm.

The boy panted like a cow, and two lines of tears went straight down, obviously frightened, pointing in the direction of the road and sobbing: "Yes... There are monsters. ”

On the road, one end

Like a giant tortoise with a high hill climbing up the road from the Panlong Road, it stopped abruptly in front of the stone statue of Xu Zu, and the four feet entered the shell, and the turtle shell of no less than 10,000 catties rumbled down on the road floor, causing Sanqingfeng to tremble.

Heavy rain fell in the sky, and everything was eclipsed.

A group of Elders were the first to walk out of the Sanqing Palace, and the disciples under the seat followed closely behind, ignoring the rain line in the sky.

"Is it?" Bai Yun was dumbfounded, at this moment, it was the time when he was first on the bun, and the giant turtle who could speak human words met him unexpectedly in the forest stream of Feilai Peak.

"Xuanwu?" the elders were stunned.

Kong Daoren's expression was complicated: "What should come is always coming." ”

(The end of chapter 218 has been changed, and a small paragraph of important information was omitted at that time, if you don't understand this chapter, you can go back and look at the end.) ）

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