The night was pitch black, the clouds were low and hovering, and the canopy seemed to be touchable.

"Five years ago today, it seemed the same way. Yun Xingqiu thought like this. This day is the birthday of Yun Ziyuan, the young owner of Yunmo Villa. This day is also the day when Tianmen crusades against Yunmo Villa.

Yunmo Villa is like falling into the abyss, the long corridor and the palace, the dougong cornice, are all shrouded in the deep night, silent and cold.

There are no stars or moons on the ink-splashed sky, but there are flickering bits of fluorescence, what is that?

"That should be the place where the soul belongs. Shining like a star, it can only be distinguished from the stars on a starless and moonless night. Yun Xingqiu looked at the sky with blank eyes, "No wonder people in the world often say that people turn into stars after death." ”

The breeze blew lightly, blurring the thick ink night and stirring the ink clouds. Raindrops fell from the ink clouds within reach, crystal clear, with a faint smell of blood.

This wind, this rain, this bloody rain.

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"Yunmo Villa, steal the Tianmen Martial Arts Dictionary and help the evil to commit murder. Disobey the gate of heaven, offend the face of heaven, blaspheme the majesty of the gods! Today, the oracle is announced, and the gate is destroyed!" "The priest of the heavenly gate, wearing court clothes, wearing an official hat, holding an oracle, his demeanor is humble and respectful, his tone is solemn and solemn, and he loudly pronounces the sentence of Yunmo Villa, just like the punishment of criminal cases in the world.

"Humph!"

With a soft sound, Yun Xingqiu snorted coldly, and his figure flashed, appearing in front of the Tianmen priest, and coldly swung out his palm, hitting the priest's face hard.

The divine officer is only a newcomer to the realm of the Law Phase, and he is far from being the opponent of Yun Xingqiu, who is a half-step Tianxuan. At this moment, his face was bombarded by the heavy palm of the half-step Tianxuan, but his expression was indifferent, and his figure and even his head and face did not move at all, and he was not affected by half a point.

Yun Xingqiu retracted his palms, frowned, moved, and looked behind the priest.

I saw that behind the priest, there was a towering mountain.

No, that's not a high mountain, it's a Heavenly Gate Divine General whose figure is as high as the sky.

The Heavenly Gate God will hold one hand against the back of the priest's heart, and he is the one who really takes this palm. The god general was burly, and he was heavily armored in armor, protecting his whole body without leaving a single gap.

The cold light flashed in the eyes of the god general Sen Ran under his mask, he took a step forward and stepped down heavily, and suddenly the mountain shook, the house of Yunmo Villa was destroyed and collapsed, and the nameless dwarf mountain where the villa was located seemed to be a little shorter.

Yun Xingqiu's sleeves were raised, his palms were ethereal, flowing in front of his chest like flowing clouds, and then pressed down violently. Infinite vitality was inspired, poured into the earth, and stabilized the mountains and mountain villas.

"Yunmo Villa is cloudy and autumn, half a step Tianxuan, but Erer. The voice of the Heavenly Gate Divine General came from under the armor, cold as ice, stiff as iron.

Yun Xingqiu didn't pay attention to him, but looked at the priest and said, "Where to start stealing the Heavenly Gate Martial Arts and helping the evil to commit murder?"

The Heavenly Gate Priest was about to speak, but Yun Xingqiu waved his hand and said first: "Anyway, if you want to add to the crime, there is no excuse." I don't need to listen to it, it's just a cliché, an excuse for war. ”

Yun Xingqiu looked around, Yunmo Villa was already full of corpses, stumps and broken arms all over the ground, and the surroundings were like Shura hell.

Previously, the Heavenly Gate Divine Officers and Divine Generals led the crowd to attack Yunmo Mountain Villa at night, and Yun Xingqiu led the elders of the mountain villa guards to break through, but Tianmen had already set up a large array to block this piece of heaven and earth. After a desperate battle, there were few survivors in the villa.

Although Tianmen also suffered heavy casualties, there were still dozens of people who still had the strength to fight. Moreover, there is also a Xuanjia Divine General in Tianmen, whose realm is high and profound, and he is still above Yun Xingqiu.

Yun Xingqiu knew that there was no way to return to heaven, and looked back at his back, his wife and children were in the house at this time, maybe praying for him, maybe hugging and crying......

The Heavenly Gate Divine General was also looking at the hut at this time, his eyes were gloomy. Raising his hand and waving lightly, several Heavenly Gate soldiers raised their swords and slowly approached.

Yun Xingqiu snorted coldly, his right hand was clenched, the dark clouds fell, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a giant black jade palm and pinched the Tianmen soldiers into a cloud of blood mist and dispersed.

"Why give your life in vain, I'm not your opponent, they are not my opponent, there's no need to waste time like this, let's take action yourself. Yun Xingqiu said, pinched the trick with both palms, and suddenly the ink clouds in his palms breeded, scattering clouds and mist and enveloping the entire Yunmo Villa.

The gods of the heavenly gate looked around, covering the sky and the earth like ink, blocking everything around them, and also blocking the gods, not only making them invisible, but even the divine thoughts that came out of the body were scattered like clouds and smoke, and they fell into the clouds and mist.

The gods will be ethereal at this moment, as if they are tossing and falling in a sea of clouds, and they can't help but be dizzy and shaken.

"Carving insect tricks, hum!" the god will raise his hand to wave away, trying to wave away the annoying cloud. Suddenly, there was a sudden wind, like a galloping horse, surging shouts, roaring loud noises, and the sky trembled.

The wind swirled and the clouds drifted away. There was no cloud in the field. The god will be condensed, the Xuanjia will bloom with brilliant brilliance, and the glow will be ten thousand ways, illuminating the night sky with thick ink.

Yun Xingqiu turned into a cloud shadow and blended into the dark clouds in the sky. The palm shadow flew over, the dark clouds surged, Yun Xingqiu's face turned one hundred, and he shouted with strength in his mouth, "Yunlong Jiuxian!"

The dark clouds are scattered and surging, there are light bands floating and shining, and you can vaguely see the tiger's beard and manena, scales and horns, just like an ethereal green dragon swimming in the sea of clouds!

The green dragon hovered above the god general, sprinkling countless brilliant lights.

God will look disdainful, but his heart will be shocked. With a stomp of his feet, Xia Guang gathered in front of him, and the god grasped Xia Guang with both hands, and his arm shook hard, and suddenly Xia Guang rose to the sky, revealing a spear.

The spear seems to be made of white jade, and the body and even the tip of the spear are white and flawless, shining brightly, not like a murder weapon, but like a sacrificial ritual weapon, sacred and majestic.

The god will grasp the white jade spear, soar into the sky, and stab towards the dragon's head. The spear gathers vitality, condenses the hundred-zhang spear, and the tip of the spear tears out the torrent of Dao vitality between heaven and earth, and stabs out quickly, like thunder.

The dragon groaned, and the green dragon opened its bloody mouth, and bit the tip of the spear in an unavoidable way. The tip of the white jade spear collided and rubbed against the sharp teeth of the green dragon, like the sun and the moon, splashing with brilliant brilliance.

God will volley into the void, penetrate a thousand times, and advance again with a gun. The green dragon holds the tip of the spear, and the dragon's body hovers and dances, not giving an inch or retreating. However, the scale armor of the dragon's body was layered on top of each other, and there were blood marks flashing between them, which seemed to be overwhelmed by the great power of the spear of the gods.

Yun Xingqiu's complexion changed, and he gently stroked the tail of the green dragon with both hands, as if he was soothing the green dragon. Suddenly, the light of his hands flashed, and the green dragon suddenly collapsed and shrunk, turning into a long whip.

Yun Xingqiu held the green dragon long whip and swung it sharply, the long whip spiraled and stabbed, and went around the spear, like a dragon coiling pillar, like a vine wrapped around a tree, and wrapped the white jade spear with the left hand of the god general holding the spear. Hideous green thorns appeared on the whip body, which pierced deep into the left arm of the god general.

Yun Xingqiu wrapped the spear of the god general with a green dragon, and he himself deceived himself and entered again, came to the front of the god general, and bombarded it with his palm.

The god will hold the gun in his left hand and meet it with his right palm. Unexpectedly, Yun Xingqiu's palm turned into a cloud shadow and flew over, the virtual reality was unpredictable, and it couldn't be stopped at all.

There was a loud bang, and the waves were monstrous, dispersing the dark clouds and blood rain all over the sky. The starlight and moonlight sprinkled down, and I saw Yun Xingqiu blast out with a palm, sinking vigorously and slapping at the heart of the god general. However, the god protected the Xuanjia, and the fierce beast carved on his chest looked like a living thing, and a claw of scales and armor poked out of the armor, blocking Yun Xingqiu's sharp palm at the moment of crisis, and the scene was strange.

Yun Xingqiu frowned, and in an instant, he retracted his palm and pinched the trick, and pointed out with his sword. The green dragon whip wrapped around the white jade spear seemed to be inspired, turning into vitality and wandering away like smoke, and then condensing the dragon's body on the Yunxingqiu sword finger, and the dragon's head exuded a scorching streamer sword qi.

The green dragon spits mang, the split stone divides the gold, the sword is full of energy, and the dragon is powerful. The fierce beast in the armor of the god screamed strangely, retracted its claws and wailed, and screamed endlessly.

Yun Xingqiu's sword finger was against the heart of the god general, and the sword was fierce and killed. The god general ignored it, regarded it as nothing, held a gun in his left hand, and the divine light in his right hand shone brightly, gradually turning into white jade.

The flawless white jade-like right hand is the same as the white jade spear, and it is natural. The god flicked the jade palm and gently slapped it on Yun Xingqiu's heavenly spirit. At this moment, the god will be full of blood and killing aura, as if possessed by a fairy, elegant and extraordinary.

Immortals caress the top, and heaven and man are eternal. And death is the only eternity. This is the immortal method that the gods have realized by themselves when they are cultivating in the Heavenly Gate.

Yun Xingqiu's eyes suddenly became confused, and his eyes were misty. He seemed to see the fairy mountain Qiongge, the yao grass and flowers, and the clouds were steaming, like a fairyland. Gradually, he was lost.

The god lifted the jade palm lightly, the movements were gentle and natural, and he put it down with a smile on his face, and Yun Xingqiu's body was separated, and there was no blood. Fluttering, the god will throw Yun Xingqiu's head with a leisurely look.

"Yun Xingqiu, heh, that's what you can do. ”

The gods will stand still in the air, and they will not be interested, but they will not be bored. Flying straight up, the god will hold high the white jade spear, the qi machine communicates with the heaven and the earth, opens his mouth and spits and breathes, and the endless heaven and earth vitality roars out, swallowing thousands of miles.

The gods will exhaust the vitality of heaven and earth, shout violently, show the appearance of the law, the blue sky on his head and the earth under his feet, which can be compared with the sky. Wanzhang Fa Xiang is high into the clouds, whirring the wind, and a white jade spear also appears in the hand of the Fa Xiang, as if there is a Taoist inscription engraved on it, and there is a sound of the avenue sky between the waves, and the momentum is magnificent.

The god waved his spear with the condensation of the law and fell from the sky, wanting to completely erase the Yunmo Mountain Villa and the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. The white jade spear pierced the sky, surrounded by thunder and fire. The void trembled, as if it was overwhelmed by divine power, and the Dao spatial crack suddenly appeared.

At this moment, under the careful inspection of the gods, he found that there was no trace of Yunmo Villa, whether it was the soldiers of the Tianmen Divine Sect or the dead corpses everywhere in the villa, they all disappeared at this moment. Yunmo Villa, and even this piece of heaven and earth, chatted silently, and there was no sign of living activities.

Excalibur pondered for a moment, and suddenly became furious, and the law supported the heavens and shattered the heavens and the earth, and the spear swept and tore the void.

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Yunmo Villa was shrouded in mist, and the only surviving hut loomed. The Heavenly Gate Priest led a group of Heavenly Gate soldiers and groped their way forward in the clouds and mist.

They don't know where God will be in the clouds, or even if God will still be in the lodge. At this moment, the hut loomed in the clouds ahead, and that was their goal. They were commanded to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots.

The clouds were thick, and they walked slowly, each on guard. In just a few dozen steps, they walked so cautiously and cautiously.

Silent all the way, the priest stood at the foot of the stone steps in front of the house. Walking lightly, the priest was about to step forward, but he felt restless, and his hairs stood on end. The priest retracted his steps and whispered, intending to send someone to break down the door, but received no response.

The priest turned around slowly, still a misty cloud, no different from before. However, all the soldiers disappeared. The priest was shocked, but he didn't dare to shout. The priest stood still for a long time, and his sweat was already soaking his body.

When the priest couldn't bear it anymore a moment later, he saw a shadow in the clouds, and an unknown creature was looking for the priest. The priest could only vaguely see the silhouette of the creatures, all of them tall and mighty, or human and animal heads, or ribbed wings, or three heads and six arms, all of them, and so on, and the priest only felt as if he had returned to the wilderness.

But the priest was not surprised, and without waiting for them to come in, he raised his hand and waved a delicate little drum, bending his fingers to tap the drum surface. I don't know what kind of ancient beast leather the small drum is made of, and when it is percussed, the drum makes a noise, making a burst of gold and stone, which is very strange.

The priest's expression was pale, his knuckles were also pale, and the sound of tapping the small drum could crack the stone through the clouds, dispel the clouds and mist in front of him, and also disperse the fleeting shadow.

The priest put away the drum, stabilized his trembling hands, stepped forward to take a look, and at first glance saw a little blood droplets, staining the ground red, and only pieces of broken clothes could tell their identities.

The priest was furious, and the previous murderous shadow seemed to be the Tianmen soldier who had disappeared before, but at this time, he was already shocked by the sound of his drum, and it was shocked into pieces of blood mist, and blood spilled the heavens and the earth.

Just when the priest didn't know what to do, there was a stabbing sound, like a cracked silk stabbing sound.

The depths of the clouds and mist that filled the Yunmo Villa were torn apart by the earth-shattering force, and the surrounding clouds and mist condensed into phantom flowers in the mirror, falling to the ground and dissipating.

The gods will stand with their guns in their hands, and they will be majestic.