"I thought that after that war, you were also destroyed, and I didn't want to meet again today"

The young man's voice was soft, but with an indescribable evil spirit, he stretched out his hand to caress the demon tower that seemed to be the size of a mountain, the demon tower trembled, and countless fairy birds and spirit beasts screamed, turning into countless dazzling lights and flying into the tower, followed by the huge demon town tower, the tower body roared, and began to rapidly become smaller, until it changed to the size of a palm, staying in the palm of the young man's hand.

After the young man appeared, the whole world was quiet, the ghost fog stopped churning, and the resentful spirit stopped wailing bitterly, as if there was only a young man in the whole world, and he was the master of the world at this moment.

Wang Zinuo also looked at the young man blankly, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, shock, remorse, and a trace of unwillingness.

Immediately, with a wave of his long sleeves, thousands of residents of Heian City disappeared into the Xuanguang, and their bodies changed again, disappearing into the darkness.

Ever since the young man appeared, Qingyun had not said a word, looking at the void with a shocked face, and the sword intent in his eyes became more and more fierce.

At this time, the young man looked at the peaceful city like a ghost domain, smiled helplessly, and said:

"Why does the demon king have to make a miasma every time he appears, it doesn't match my temperament at all!"

After speaking, the young man's thin lips opened lightly, and he gently inhaled the dark clouds that covered the sky and the sun, as if there was endless suction, and the thousands of miles of dark clouds turned by countless unjust souls were sucked into his mouth as if they were swallowed by whales and cows, and a huge vortex was formed above the sky, and in the whirlpool, the ghost mist was churning, and the unjust souls were howling, but they could not leave the huge vortex no matter what.

A moment later, the whirlpool fell into the man's mouth, and the light of the setting sun once again sprinkled like gild on the quiet city of Heian.

Everything is back to the same as before, beautiful and brutal.

At this moment, in the twilight of the sunset, he stretched out an incomparably huge Xuanhuang giant hand and grabbed the young man fiercely, the young man was stunned for a moment, and then sacrificed the demon tower in his hand, and a huge pagoda that was more than ten times larger before appeared in the sky, with a loud bang, the heavens and the earth trembled, and the huge demon tower trembled violently, unable to withstand the supreme power of the Xuanhuang giant hand, and quickly turned small and flew back to the young man's hand.

Seeing this, the young man did not show any nervousness, but looked at the end of the sunset with some excitement, and said excitedly:

"Brother Long?!"

An incomparably thick voice with endless coercion like an ancient desolate beast resounded in this heaven and earth:

"Gradually, a thousand years have passed, why do you bother to enter the world again!"

The sound is extremely vicissitudes and yet significantly abnormal...... Exhaustion, yes, exhaustion.

Hearing the sound of heaven and earth, the young man smiled sincerely, and said in response to the question:

"Sure enough, it's you, Brother Long, I don't want you to enter the world before me!"

The voice rang out again.

"That's not the case, it's a long story, so don't mention it, but now that I have a family, I'm afraid that the Heavenly Dao opportunity in a hundred years will no longer have anything to do with me!"

The young man was stunned at first, and then said in the direction of the setting sun in great shock:

"Brother Long, you actually have a family, who is Venerable, have I ever known him?"

"Not His Holiness, and you don't know him!"

"Haha, that's the case, the little brother will visit in person another day!"

Hearing what the young man said, the voice paused slightly, and then said with some trembling:

"Leave, don't come, my lady has a strange temper, if you annoy her, even if you escape back to the underworld, I'm afraid you will be slashed by her, and you will die on the spot, it is really dead!"

When the young man heard this, he showed an expression of disbelief, knowing that although the person who spoke was far higher than himself, if he wanted to kill himself, it would be extremely difficult, just when the young man wanted to make a joke, a crisp cold snort sounded between heaven and earth, and a knife light slashed towards the young man with the afterglow of the setting sun.

That kind of endless killing machine from the depths of the soul suddenly frightened the young man, the sword light swept over his forehead, and the young man was in a cold sweat, even he himself forgot how many years ago it was when he broke out in a cold sweat, at least not when he was surrounded and suppressed by the Immortal Cultivation Sect.

A strand of flowing hair above the sky drifted far away, and the young man numbly stretched out his hand to touch the top of his head, and the half-bare hand suddenly made the young man feel humiliated, and shouted angrily in the direction of the setting sun:

"You might as well kill me!"

"Cangchang" a crisp and pleasant knife sound.

The young man's face quickly changed, and he nodded and said:

"Just kidding, kidding!"

After waiting for a while, no sound sounded, and the young man let out a long sigh with palpitations, and couldn't help but think of a thousand years ago, when he had just entered the WTO, a peerless woman with a sword box on her back almost cut herself off with a sword, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, only women are the most terrifying in the world!

A light lit up, far away from the sky.

Everyone didn't expect that even Mr. Ghost and the Ghost Emperor's successful crossover would end without any casualties.

Looking at the disappearing light, Mr. Ghost was in a complicated mood, slowly opened his palm, and a simple and mysterious black token appeared in his palm, and then closed his palm again, and with a long roar, the disciple of the ghost path disappeared in Ping'an City.

Chen Changsheng looked at it for a while, and when he saw the young man disappear, he was even more puzzled in his heart, that voice... So familiar!

Then he turned his head to look at Qingyun, but he didn't want Qingyun to sit cross-legged at this time, holding his breath and concentrating, not only him, but even Liu Quan.

Chen Changsheng was puzzled in his heart, stepped forward and pushed Qingyun and asked:

"What's wrong with you?"

Qingyun slowly opened his eyes, and saw Chen Changsheng looking at him suspiciously, and Qingyun also looked at Chen Changsheng with a look at a monster.

Chen Changsheng was a little uncomfortable stared at by him, and he couldn't help but slander in his heart, and asked:

"Why do you think of me like that?"

Qingyun swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said with difficulty:

"Do you know that the voice coming from the void has the power of heaven and earth, and those who are not cultivating enough or whose heart is not firm will lose their Dao heart at least under the power of the Fa, and at worst the Dao foundation will be destroyed and the path of cultivation will be cut off, haven't you noticed?"

Chen Changsheng shook his head, smiled softly, and said:

"How can there be any heaven and earth power, it's just a louder voice!"

Qingyun couldn't help but be speechless by him for a while, and then he didn't pay attention to it, looked at Ping'an City, and said:

"Now that the ghost raising road can be regarded as a loss for the wife, the soldier has been sacrificed, and he has been planning for many years, but he doesn't want the ghost emperor to leave quietly!"

"It's really ridiculous, but it's okay like this, if the Ghost Emperor kills all directions, I don't think a few of us will be spared!"

Chen Changsheng snorted coldly when he heard this.

"Even so, there are a few people in Ping'an City who can live, and the cultivators are really for their own selfish interests and take care of the people of the world in vain!"

Qingyun knew that he looked at the cultivators in the world with a partial view, so he stopped saying no more and said to Chen Changsheng:

"After all, the strength of you and me is too small, if you can be like that person, you will definitely be able to protect the peace of the world!"

Chen Changsheng knew that what he was talking about was the person who spoke in the void, and his heart was also as Qingyun thought, but he couldn't practice the method at all, even if he was already familiar with the "True Dragon Nine Styles", but he still couldn't understand it.

Then Qingyun let out a long roar, stretched his waist, and said:

"It's here, you and I should have a drink downstairs!"

"There are thousands of trivial things in the red dust, only drinking and laughing in the world"

Immediately, Qingyun laughed heartily from downstairs.