Chapter 570: The World No Longer Has Color

In front of the gate of Jiuxiu Mountain, the situation was extremely tense.

Thirty or forty Mai people stood in front of the immortal gate, their faces were pale and bloodless, their eyes were pupilless, and their movements were stiff and slow, like walking corpses, but their abilities were not inferior to the might of the immortals.

From time to time, the Mai people made a move to smash the sealing realm, although the cultivators of Jiuxiu Mountain did their best to maintain it in front of the mountain, but there was only one person in the immortal class in the gate, where could he resist the impact of these thirty or forty powerful people?

The Jiuxiu Mountain Seal is crumbling and precarious.

"Beauties, I advise you to get acquainted and hand over the remnants of the Colorful Mountain, otherwise when I step through the mountain gate, hehe...... Your blood will be shed!"

Mai stood in front of a man in green clothes, with a thin face, his eyes were blank but obscene, and his face was full of anger.

In front of the gate of Jiuxiu Mountain, the nine fairies and their daughters resisted foreign enemies together, and everyone could dump a city!

"I'm a thief, Xu Tu dog thief, you can use whatever skills you have, my disciples of Jiuxiu Mountain are waiting for you!" A heroic fairy in white shouted in front of the mountain gate with a sword.

Ai Qing, Qian'er and other female monks of the Colorful Sect all changed into white clothes and mingled among the disciples of Jiuxiu Mountain. Jiu'er was on the side, with a solemn expression, silently staring into the distance, as if waiting for someone to come.

"This group of god-damned turtle bastards, when my master comes, I will teach you to die without a place to be buried, but the master ...... Master, she ......" Ai Qing's nose was sour, and she held back her tears and sobbed in a low voice.

After Qian'er had a Taoist couple, her appearance and demeanor were much more mature, but when she heard Ai Qing talk about her master, her eyes couldn't help but turn red, and she comforted Ai Qing beside her: "Don't worry, Shizun is familiar with the terrain in the underground palace, and she will definitely be able to save the day." ”

Ai Qing threw herself into Qian'er's arms, and cried bitterly: "Why do these people want to do this, we haven't done anything, why do they want to kill everything......"

"Okay, okay, Zhang Tie has already gone to inform the master, the master loves the master so much, he will definitely come as soon as possible......" Qian'er said, looking out of the sky expectantly.

Ai Qing pursed her lips and said: "It's all to blame on the master, it must be the enemy he provoked outside, if he stays by the master's side wholeheartedly, the master won't and won't ......"

"Alas......" Jiu'er couldn't help but sigh deeply: "It's all fate, he thought he could plan everything, but he didn't know that this time he completely miscalculated, alas......"

Jiu'er sighed regretfully, flew to the front of the formation with a sword, and said to the white-clothed fairy led by the leader: "Liuying, instead of letting them break through, it is better for us to kill it, you cultivate to the highest, and then find a chance to go outside for help!"

Liu Ying gritted her teeth and whispered: "This group of evil warlocks are very high in cultivation, if I leave, you may be difficult to parry, and Xu Tu dares to bring people to shout, he must be prepared, I ...... Alas...... How can my Jiuxiu daughter be greedy for life and afraid of death!"

She frowned angrily, raised her sword and shouted at the women behind her: "All the Jiuxiu disciples listen to the order, the survival of the immortal gate is today!

The women of Jiuxiu Mountain are enthusiastic, and the killing machine is soaring, just waiting for the seal to be opened, rushing out to fight!

Xu Tu sneered and said nothing, only gestured to the Mai people behind him, and the Mai people dispersed, cultivating their strength to bloom and prepare for the battle!

However, at this moment, the sky suddenly surged—"Thorn!" The sky shattered, and thirty-seven immortal swords rushed out of the void together:

"You're all going to die!"

A threat shook the heavens and the earth in turmoil!

Xu Tu was shocked, and just wanted to make a gesture to let the Mai people disperse, but the killing fairy sword was close to the Mai people, and the thirty-seven swords were slashed together, killing the Mai people in an instant!

Xu Tu was shocked, and when he turned around and was about to flee, Di Yunfeng turned into a body shape with the weather, and sucked it into his palm in the air!

Di Yunfeng's eyes were already red with murderous anger, he glared at Xu Tu angrily, and asked word by word, "Where is Gao Chunfeng!"

Xu Tu was pinched out of breath, and said, "I...... I don't know, it's ...... It was an Immortal Lord who told me to do this, Rao...... Spare your life!"

Di Yunfeng was also simply, slapped his palm on Xu Tu Tianling, invaded his divine consciousness and began to search for his gods, and in Xu Tu's memory, only one person was left, it was Gao Henggu, the ancestor of the Gao family's immortal monarch!

"Rao...... Spare your life!"

Xu Tu shouted with all his last strength, Di Yunfeng showed no mercy, and with a violent force in his palm, Xu Tu's head was pinched into bloody mud, and red and white filth were scattered all over the ground!

"Master!"

Ai Qing and Qian'er rushed out of the fairy gate excitedly, but Jiu'er hurriedly dragged them down: "Don't go over...... He...... He's got a bit of a problem......"

The killing had disappeared, but Di Yunfeng's red pupils did not retreat, he shook off the filth on his hand, looked around coldly, and said angrily: "There are also rats!"

With a sword, it slashed into the air, as if it had cut through the dimension and divided the clear sky!

One sword, the airflow is rerouted!

One sword, ten thousand mountains flattened!

The monks who were lying in ambush outside Jiuxiu Mountain were completely cleared by this sword!

Liu Yinggang's happy face suddenly turned pale, she was resigned, and stepped forward to ask, "This fellow Daoist...... Friend or foe?"

Di Yunfeng glanced at him squintly, and frightened the women of Jiuxiu Mountain to retreat one after another!

"Liuying, he is the head of the Colorful Mountain, Bai Moli. Jiu'er took Qian'er, Ai Qing, and Liuying to see Di Yunfeng.

"Master, you...... Are you alright?" Ai Qing wanted to take a step, but the outstretched foot retracted again.

Di Yunfeng couldn't show any tenderness, so he simply asked, "What about the others?"

Qian'er said: "Everyone else is in Jiuxiu Mountain, only the master respects her......"

"Are you sure it's Gao Chunfeng?" and who else!" Di Yunfeng immediately asked.

Qian'er bit her lip and said, "There are two other people who have paid homage to Gao Taisui before...... She is still in the dungeon, where the lava is scorching......"

Without waiting for Qian'er to finish speaking, Di Yunfeng had already broken through the sky and fled towards Hanzhou!

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Hanju, Butterfly Valley. Nothing has changed, the fairy gate is still there, but there are fewer people who have settled in it.

Di Yunfeng rushed back from Taizhou after three breaths, and first looked at it with his divine sense, except for the occasional trace of residual yin qi, he could no longer search for Gao Chunfeng's shadow.

The killer is gone. Was the murder successful, or was the murder attempted?

Di Yunfeng went straight down to the third floor of the underground palace, letting the hot magma scorch his skin, and in the flames, he saw the hairpin phoenix that he gave to Mu Xueyi with his own hands......

"No!

He knelt down in the blazing fire, holding the hairpin phoenix in his hand and was grief-stricken! However, at this moment, the flames suddenly dispersed, and a fairy knife rose from the blood-red magma, with lines on the knife, engraved with two lingering butterflies, and a row of small characters was written under the butterfly: "Stupid Di Yunfeng is special." ”

"Yun Feng, you are finally here, what an accident, everything is so unexpected. Maybe I should have died a long time ago, even if Gao Chunfeng didn't kill me, I wouldn't live again...... The butterfly has never been born, just because there is a wisp of knife soul, I have been looking for it, and I have never looked for anyone who is suitable, after all, it will be the person who is held in the palm of your hand, I am afraid of jealousy, and I want you to be good...... Then let me be your sword soul, and accompany you forever and forever. ”

The picture flashed, Mu Xue was like a butterfly pounced on the raging fire, and the magic knife was born!

"How can this be, how can this be ......"

Di Yunfeng was lying in front of the knife, not afraid of the sharpness of the blade, holding the blade of the knife and crumbling and wailing, could it be that if you have some, you will really lose some?

The world has changed, it has become unfair to him, his world has changed, it has become unfair to all!

Di Yunfeng's eyes faded all color, turning into a dull, indifferent gray-black, he pulled out the knife in front of him and disappeared into the flames step by step.

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The autumn rain is getting thicker, the heavens and the earth are sinking, and people are also sinking and falling.

No matter how beautiful the green mountains and green waters are, there is only one kind of desolate gray, Di Yunfeng holds an umbrella and quietly looks at the Mujia Xianlu where butterflies should be flying and the beauty of agarwood.

Only memory and grief remain!

"White Master. Huang Zhengji came to salute.

"How's your research, but it's still there?" Di Yunfeng asked softly.

Huang Zhengji nodded and said, "A major breakthrough has been made in research. The people who came did not destroy the immortal gate, everything was there, but it was just ......"

"How?"

"More than 300,000. ”

"Is the spirit crystal enough?"

"Adequate. ”

Di Yunfeng said: "In a hundred years, I want you to make 10 million." ”

Huang Zhengji gritted his teeth and wanted to say something inappropriate, but in the end he swallowed it and said, "Yes." ”

"Thank you for your hard work, Master Huang, I have to do this......" Di Yunfeng's apology was very heavy and blunt, but at this moment, this situation is really not easy.

"Then I'll quit......" Huang Zhengji turned around and said goodbye.

After Huang Zhengji retreated, two rays of red and blue light flashed in the sky, and the people who came were Mo Han and Qin Wen, who had not seen each other for many years, and both of them felt sorry.

Qin Wen symbolically regretted: "Please mourn ......"

Di Yunfeng sighed lightly: "Forget it, there is no point in talking about these things anymore." ”

Mo Han said guiltily: "Actually, we ...... Alas, after Gao Henggu returned to the Yuan Gate, Qin Wen and I should have come to the Nether Realm to take a look......"

Di Yunfeng said coldly: "There is no point in saying this. In short, it is impossible for someone from the Gao family to live. ”

Mo Han and Qin Wen knew that Di Yunfeng wouldn't listen to anything, so they didn't say anything more, listening to the rain, silent, and sighing.

"I'm going on retreat, so please come and help take care of the fairy gate. Di Yunfeng said bluntly.

Mo Han said: "Don't worry, with my forbidden formation, no one will disturb you." ”

Qin asked, "How long are you going to retreat?"

Di Yunfeng asked rhetorically, "How long is the next Six Realms Conference?"

Qin asked, "It should have been ten years later, but after the battle of the Immortal Martial Arts, the Immortal Domain was not a little traumatized, so it was postponed for another hundred years." ”

Di Yunfeng said: "Then retreat for a hundred years." ”

Qin Wen frowned and said, "Do you want to take revenge at the Six Realms Conference?" All the masters in the Six Realms will come, and that will be in the Metaverse, you ...... You don't want moths to the fire. ”

Xue'er has put out fires, what is he afraid of Di Yunfeng?

"I've got my own measure. ”

"That's—"

"See you in a hundred years. ”

Di Yunfeng threw away the umbrella in his hand, turned around and disappeared into the rain. I want to talk about "Fenger" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~