"That's it. ”

The white-robed man squinted at Xuan Yuan disdainfully, and between the corners of his mouth, a wave of divine consciousness surged to Xuan Yuan's ears, and the words to be explained had already been passed silently.

After about half an hour, the white-robed man finally finished his explanation.

Xuan Yuan nodded cautiously, and took off the eye-catching red robe on his body, revealing a dark night robe.

With a few clicks of the foot, the figure had already jumped out of the pavilion in a few ups and downs, and floated straight to the corner of Xuandan Mountain in the night, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

After Xuanyuan left, the white-robed man was still standing in the ancient pavilion with his hands in his hands.

After being silent for about a few seconds, suddenly his earlobes moved slightly, his brows furrowed, and then he said loudly: "If you come, you will be safe, why hide your head and show your tail?"

"Hahaha. ”

A loud laugh sounded from the corner of the mountain, and the sound appeared, and the person in the green robe had already turned into a cloud of green smoke and appeared outside the ancient pavilion.

The cyan robe was not particularly eye-catching in the night, the jet-black hair hung neatly down the back shoulders, a jade crown on the head was simply tied up in a bun, and the wide face of the Chinese character was full of loyalty and kindness, but the person who came was a middle-aged gentleman who was not confused.

"Is that you?"

The white-robed man obviously didn't expect that the person who came would be an old friend he knew, so the moment he turned around, his body trembled unconsciously, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were instantly full of complicated feelings.

At a cursory glance, there is anger, fear, and even a trace of the touching of the old people and the long-lost warmth.

"It's me, Brahman. The middle-aged man in the green robe responded with a calm face.

This middle-aged man who appeared in the night was none other than the hermit powerhouse in the Cold Abyss Valley, the Van Sheng.

It turned out that that day, when Bai Du was sitting on the edge of the pool and closing his eyes, a spirit bird flew from the outer end of Merlin, and fell on the shoulder of the Van Sage with a piece of jade slip.

After checking the content above the jade slip, he who was still in high spirits before instantly felt a trace of cold sweat on his back, and several complex emotions also appeared on his calm face.

So much so that when Bai Dui's Superior Benevolence Technique was a small achievement, he didn't show the slightest excitement, and he didn't even have some in-depth exchanges on this exercise.

After nightfall, while Bai Du was resting, he flew to the Southern Wilderness alone in Bi Fang, and happened to see a scene of Xuanyuan talking to the white-robed man in the Forgotten Ancient Pavilion in the Xuandan Mountain.

It's just that he lives in seclusion in the Cold Abyss Valley all the year round, and he doesn't know the sword immortal Xuanyuan, and at first he only thought he was an ordinary mortal, but he was unfortunately controlled by the people of the evil race, so he didn't take it to heart.

The white-robed man saw that Fansheng was standing quietly in place, and there was not much change in expression on his face, so he also followed with a correct expression and said angrily: "Fansheng, do you still have the face to come to Xuandan Mountain to see me?"

"Didn't you follow the will of Emperor Ling Xiao of that day and come to destroy my evil clan?"

"It's not. ”

The Van Sheng shook his head gently, and said with sincere persuasion: "Zigui, since you have been trapped in the enchantment for 10,000 years, why do you want to make waves in the barbarian realm again?"

"Ridiculous, ridiculous!"

Zigui choked impatiently and angrily: "These words are simply ridiculous, is it only allowed that your god clan is allowed to enslave the barbarian realms, and we demon and evil clans are not allowed to rise up and resist?"

The Van Sheng shrugged his shoulders unmoved, and asked calmly: "With your current cultivation, can you resist the powerful forces of the God Clan?"

"Just tonight's battle, you don't want to leave the foot of Xuandan Mountain completely......"

"Shut up!"

The white-robed Zi Gui Handsome face instantly became gloomy, and he retorted almost with an angry roar: "Van Sheng, if you hadn't sneaked into Xuandan Mountain to steal our holy relic, the Ten Thousand Imperial Evil Flute, did you think our evil clan would have lost to the Protoss?"

"In the final analysis, your two gods of war and immortals are out-and-out villains, outright deceptive and famous!"

"Hmph. ”

After listening to his fierce accusations, Fan Sheng did not change color because of this, but sneered more calmly: "Zigui, I think you were one of the best ancient powerhouses in the barbarian realms back then. ”

"If it weren't for the evil flute that he had control over all things in the world and endangered the world everywhere, how could the people of my god clan trouble you for no reason?"

"No more nonsense!"

Zigui was forced to be a little speechless by his continuous questioning, and could only interrupt the words of the Van Sheng unreasonably on the spot.

Then he glanced at the blue-robed Fansheng under the night with his cold eyes, and shook his head helplessly: "You and I have known each other for ten thousand years, although we have always been opposed as enemies, but I have to admit that among the gods, I only serve you Fansheng and Fanxian, as well as the Lichen Fairy of Kunlun Secret Realm. ”

"As for the despicable villain of Emperor Ling Xiao, I have always been disdainful. ”

"Well, since you have discovered the traces today, then I will no longer hide it. ”

After Zigui finished speaking, he looked up to the sky and sighed, turned sideways to look at the towering Xuandan Mountains behind him, the lush ancient trees stood towering in the sky, and the existence of the ruins of the pavilion ten thousand years ago could still be seen in the night.

After a while, he shook his head helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "That's right, when I escaped from the enchantment of Xuandan Mountain where you and Fan Immortal joined forces, it did take nearly half of my cultivation. ”

"After a long time, I am definitely no longer your opponent. ”

"But!"

When the evil prince said this, his words suddenly changed, and he said with a resolute face: "When the cultivation has reached our realm, the physical body can be said to be immortal and immortal. ”

"Even if you can get away with destroying my body, my spirit can still escape and find a new host to be reborn, so you can't help me tonight!"

"I don't need you to remind you!"

"I have no intention of destroying your body or your soul. ”

"10,000 years ago, I could have used the enchantment to suppress you once, and I can do it today!"

After saying that, Fan Sheng confidently stretched out his strong and slender arm and shook it in the air, and the silver light in the clean palm suddenly flashed, and the white jade flute had already transformed into a void.

"Do you remember this jade flute?"

"This is the Ten Thousand Imperial Evil Flute that you used to control all things in heaven and earth, but now his name is Ten Thousand Imperial Divine Flute. ”

"Despicable. ”

Zigui stared at the jade flute in Fansheng's hand with anger on his face, and there was a raging flame burning in his eyes.

It was a flame of hatred, and at the same time a fire of greed.

"Since you think that in the battle of gods and evils 10,000 years ago, the Protoss won by chance. ”

"Well, I'll give you a fair chance tonight. ”

"As long as you can defeat me, then how about this Ten Thousand Evil Flute return to its original owner?" Van Sheng stared at Zigui with a confident expression in his eyes, and at the same time gave him a final battle letter.