The dark clouds hovered in the night sky, the sky seemed to be pressed to the ground, and the rain falling from the sky swept across the vast earth in the sound of the cold and whistling wind.

In the wilderness, there is no village in front of the village, there is no land in the back, there is only an ancient road extending from afar, and it extends lonely into the distance.

In the dark clouds in the night sky, there was a low thunder sound, and the rain between heaven and earth gradually became heavier.

The earth is solemn, except for the sound of wind and rain on the wilderness, it is pitch black, only on the edge of the ancient road, a little light is lit alone, revealing a little light.

This is a wilderness hut, the owner's surname is He, a middle-aged man in his early forties, who is from Xiaochi Town, a rì away from here, in this deserted place, next to the ancient road, he has worked hard to build a simple house, providing a place for travelers from the north and south to rest and drink tea, so as to earn a few hard-earned money.

At this moment, Boss He was sitting behind the counter in his shop, listening intently to the sound of wind and rain outside the house, his brows furrowed slightly, and he sighed softly.

His hut is located between the town of Koike and a large mountain in the west, Kongsang Mountain, and the ancient road outside the door has been a way of business travel since ancient times, and it is also the only way to the big city of the east, Changhe City in the East China Sea, so travelers pass by from time to time.

Right now, on this stormy night, there are still a few customers in this small wilderness shop, sitting silently in the dim and yellow hut of Yīn, hiding from the bleak wind and rain outside.

"Crackling. ”

The heart of the oil lamp in front of Boss He made a slight popping sound, waking up the honest middle-aged man from his sleep. The sound of wind and rain outside the house was tight for a while, and the "whining" seemed to be choking, and it seemed that this night, the guests here could not leave.

With that in mind, he looked up at the customers in his shop. There were only five tables in the humble hut, and at the moment there were three tables with guests sitting next to them, and in the far corner sat a single man, in the dark of yīn, where the light was difficult to illuminate, and the man sat alone, even his face was blurred.

And the two tables that were closer, on the edge of one table sat an old man with extraordinary bearing and a young girl who was Qing Chūn, and the old man had a bamboo pole leaning against the table, and there was a strip of cloth on it, with the words "Immortal Guiding the Way" written on it, which seemed to be a scholar of the rivers and lakes.

As for the last table, it was the most crowded business trip, with four people in total, and the corners behind them were piled up with goods, and at this moment it seemed that there was a young man in the middle who was cursing softly about this ghost weather.

"Alright, don't say it. Another old man who looked older among the four people drank him, turned his head, smiled at Boss He, and said slightly apologetically: "Boss He, today's wind and rain are so heavy that you have to stay up late with us." ”

Boss He smiled and shook his head, this business traveler often travels back and forth with this ancient road, and he has come to his small shop to rest many times, so he can be regarded as a regular customer, and said at the moment: "It's okay, it's common for me to stay up late, but today rì has been under black clouds since the daytime, why do you still have to hurry, sir?"

The old man was stunned when he heard this, then glanced at the others in his companionship, and said with a wry smile: "Actually, how come we don't know that the weather is bad today, but it is really difficult to go out." ”

Boss He let out an "ah".

The old man picked up the teacup in front of him, drank all the tea in the cup, and said, "Boss He, this world is difficult now!"

Boss He was taken aback and said, "What's wrong?"

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "From ten years ago, the Demon Sect, which had disappeared for a long time, suddenly reappeared, and I heard that there was still a big battle with those immortals of the righteous path in Qingyun Mountain. Since then, in the past ten years, the Demon Cult has not been wiped out by the righteous path, but has gradually flourished, and it has been heard everywhere that they are fighting with the righteous path. ”

Boss He was silent, the old man sighed, and said: "They fight them, we ordinary people can't control it, but under this fight, the world is in chaos, now thieves are rampant, robbers are countless, we are out to eat, every day is scared, for fear that we will meet a strong man, so I hurried away, but was blocked by the wind and rain here, trouble Boss He." ”

Boss He shook his head and said, "It's okay, you don't have to take it to heart......

As he was talking, a voice suddenly came from a corner in the distance, and said lightly: "In this way, this gentleman thinks that if there is chaos and thieves are rampant today, it is all for the Demon Sect in your mouth?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak, he looked at the table of the scholar and the young girl, and his eyes were also looking at them, the girl had bright eyes, a beautiful face, and shallow dimples at the corners of her mouth, which looked lovable.

At this moment, she suddenly opened her mouth and smiled at the old man of the merchant traveler: "This old man!"

The old man looked at her and said, "What is the matter, girl?"

The young girl said softly: "Old man, your face is thin and wrinkled, but your face is not broken, and although the Lord's life has many twists and turns, it is still safe. It's just that there is a small scar on the sixth part of your heavenly court, which is horizontal in the middle of your face, blocking the lifeline and wealth line, and when you are old, there may be a great calamity. Now depending on your age, it is better to talk less and cause less trouble. ”

All the merchants changed together, and the old man stood up and stared at the old man and the young man closely, but neither of them reacted, and they were calm. After a while, the old man's face was uncertain, he glanced around, and finally sat back, and bowed his hand to the girl, "Thank you for your advice." ”

He sat back this time, and the small shop immediately fell silent, and the somewhat mysterious man who had just been in the corner seemed to be quiet at the moment, and did not speak again.

It's just that this long night is long, and it's really difficult, and after a long time, the people in the business travelers over there gradually began to chat, but to talk about it, they talked about the battle between the righteous and the demons in Qingyun Mountain ten years ago.

These traveling merchants are just ordinary people, so naturally they have never been to the scene to see it, but it is rumored that this thing was born for this purpose. Moreover, those masters of the righteous path have always been mysterious and unpredictable, and they are the best talking points in the mouths of ordinary people.

As he spoke, the voices of several young people grew louder, and the others heard it and were attracted to it.

“...... In short, at that time, the shape of Qingyun Gate was already in danger, fortunately, Dao Xuan Lao Immortal Gong participated in the creation, with a light touch of his finger, suddenly thunder and lightning fell from the sky, I heard that the loud sound could be heard within a radius of a hundred miles, and only then did the people of the Demon Sect repel it!"

"Fart!" Suddenly, there was a soft shout, but it was from the old man with extraordinary bearing who was sitting at the same table as the girl, everyone was taken aback, looked at him, and only heard the old man say: "If Dao Xuan is really so powerful, how can Qingyun Mountain fight, so many people will die in Qingyun Gate, even the first seat of the seven veins will die, and the other elder disciples will be killed and injured countless times, you are the demon sect Those demons eat rice?"

Everyone was dumbfounded, the girl next to him frowned, and said in a low voice: "Grandpa, I just told people not to talk much, why do you talk so much?"

The old man smiled, and his face, which was originally quite a crane bone fairy style, suddenly became a little proud, and said in a low voice: "Xiaohuan, don't scare me, I have already let you see my life, although I have been wandering all my life, but I am lucky to be old, the Lord is safe and old, and someone will send him to the end, hehe, it's okay, it's okay!"

The girl took a sip of tea, almost choked on his words, coughed twice, and glared at the old man angrily, but the old man was so proud that he didn't pay any attention to it.

This old and young man is the world-walking Jianghu Xiangshi Zhou Xian and his granddaughter Xiaohuan, now it has been ten years since the last Qingyun Mountain Zhengmo War, Xiaohuan has also grown up, beautiful and beautiful, but still follows Zhou Zhou Xian to the end of the world.

At this time, Zhou Zhou Xian seemed to be hooked, and regardless of the fact that it was the first time to meet others, he pulled the stool, and actually sat in the middle of those business travelers, and began to talk about the battle of Qingyun back then.

Zhou Zhou Xian's eloquence is excellent, and he walks the world, Ben also relies on the ability of a mouth, it is lively and lifelike, far better than the young people just now, and even Boss He couldn't help but come over after a while, everyone gathered around, listening to Zhou Zhou Xian's vertical and horizontal eyes, talking and laughing and looking back on the past......

"Ahh

Hearing the fierce scene, the young men let out exclamations at the same time, and one of them couldn't help but ask, "Boss, were you also present at the time, and you know so carefully?"

Zhou Zhou Xian was stunned, then patted his shirt with his hand, shook his head and sighed: "I have never been willing to interfere in these things of fighting and killing, so let those Qingyunmen juniors do it!"

Everyone was taken aback, and they were in a solemn mood, but at this time, they heard a "poof" sound, but it was Xiaohuan who squirted out the sip of tea he had just drunk, coughing nonstop.

Zhou Zhou Xian glared at her, then turned his head and smiled, and then a young man next to him said: "Uncle, what happened to the disciple surnamed Zhang in Qingyunmen in the end, is it really the other way out of Qingyunmen?"

Zhou Zhou Xian frowned, was silent for a moment, and then shook his head and said: "This is not clear, when there was chaos in the field, it seemed that even that Zhang Xiaofan was unconscious, and finally he was robbed by the people of the Demon Sect, and he has disappeared since then." ”

The people around sighed for a while, in fact, the secret of Zhang Xiaofan's life experience was actually the secret of Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple, and it would never be passed on, but when the secret was revealed, there were quite a lot of people present, especially those in the Demon Sect, so at this time, for a long time, the world slowly spread. It's just that what Zhou Zhou Xian said at this moment was as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes on the Yuqing Hall of Tongtian Peak in Qingyun Mountain.

Boss He sighed and said, "I don't know how the young man is now?"

"How is he now......" Suddenly, the voice of the mysterious man sitting in the corner rang out, with a faint hint of vicissitudes.

Zhou Zhou Xian turned his head and looked at the man sitting in yīn's shadow, and said, "What, this brother, do you know?"

The man was silent for a moment, and then said slowly: "Of course I know, but even if you are people who have seen him before, you must not recognize him now......"

Xiaohuan frowned and said, "What's wrong with him?"

But the man did not speak again, but only hid his figure in the darkness.

The wind and rain outside the house swept the sky and the ground, as if it was a little more miserable......

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Kongsang Mountain, Ten Thousand Bat Ancient Caves.

Eight hundred years ago, the black-hearted old man, the predecessor of the Demon Sect, created the heyday of the Blood Refining Hall here, commanding the Demon Sect to shock the world. But now the younger generations of disciples are not good, and this place is desolate and desolate, and it is very desolate.

And the Necromantic Abyss, hidden in the depths of the Ten Thousand Bat Ancient Cave, has been occupied by countless sudden foreign enemies at this moment.

On the edge of the boulder engraved with the three big characters of "Necromantic Abyss" with the ancient seal dragon flying phoenix dance, the last disciples of the Blood Refining Hall are gathered here, with their backs against the boulder, and a few steps back, it is the unfathomable and dark Necromantic Abyss.

And their number was less than ten people left, including the old man, Liu Hao, Wild Dog Daoren and others, all of them were injured, and their expressions were full of horror. On the ground in front of them, dozens of corpses lay horizontally, several times their size in black, surrounding them, all with a skeleton embroidered on their chests without exception.

The old man took a deep breath, forced himself to calm his mind, and began to speak, but suddenly found that his voice had become hoarse at some point: "Everyone, all the Ghost King Sect friends, our Blood Refining Hall is just a small faction in the Holy Sect, and we have never dared to offend the Ghost King Sect, no, I don't know why the Ghost King predecessors did this to us?"

"Hmph!" A cold snort came from the countless black-clothed people, a skeleton embroidered with gold sè on his chest, and the black-clothed man who was completely different from others walked out, looked at it as a leader, and said lightly: "Boss, now the shape of the Holy Sect is already very obvious, and the Ghost King Sect Master has also sent letters to you several times, but you are still like a wall grass, today you are dealing with us, and Ming Rì worships under the door of the Eternal Life Hall, don't you take the Ghost King Sect Master in your heart?"

The old man's face was lost, knowing that in the Holy Sect now, the infighting led by the four major factions was fierce, and all the small factions were all attached to it, and from time to time he heard rumors that the sect was exterminated by mysterious people. And now that the Ghost King Sect has suddenly entered in a big way, the painstaking strength that he has worked hard in the Blood Refining Hall for many years has almost been wiped out by them in one fell swoop, and the shape in front of him is also quite obvious.

Sure enough, the man in black sneered and said, "Boss, let me tell you again, now that the Ghost King Sect Master is eloquent, the Unification Holy Sect Commander can wait." His old man is looking up to you, so he wants to accept your Blood Refining Hall under his banner, don't be ignorant. ”

Speaking of the back, his voice was already full of threat.

The old man's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, although the situation was clear, his small blood refining hall could not be able to defeat the Ghost King Sect no matter what, but the inheritance passed down by the ancestor was going to be destroyed in his own hands?

It's a hard decision!

The man in black saw the old man's hesitation, and his expression was cold, and he suddenly said: "Old man, I advise you, you are facing me now, and it is your luck, but do you know who is presiding over the attack on Kongsang Mountain this time?"

The old man's body trembled, and the man in black already sneered: "You also guessed it, yes, it is the deputy sect master of our Ghost King Sect, Ghost Li." If he comes, your fate will be ......."

He was halfway through his words, when suddenly someone next to him coughed lightly twice, and the face of the black-clothed man changed, as if he thought of something, and his face turned white, as if even he had a deep fear of that name.

At this moment, there was a sudden burst of strong bloody breath, I don't know where it came from, but it suddenly filled the entire huge space. All the black-clothed people in the Ghost King Sect immediately straightened their bodies, and the black-clothed people who led the leader just now were also slightly pale, and if they looked closely, they could vaguely see a slight twitch in the corners of his eyes.

What is it that makes him so afraid?

The sound of footsteps gradually sounded, as if coming from the endless dark depths of this abyss, slowly walking out.

One step, one blood mark!

All the men in black suddenly parted to the sides like cháo water, making way for a passage.

The faint blue light, with a reddish blood light, gently rippled in the darkness, slowly moving forward.

The faces of the Blood Refining Hall were all white, and there was no blood.

Ten years ago, the Ghost King Sect did not have such a person as Ghost Li, but it was rumored in the sect that after the bloody battle of the Righteous Demon Ten years ago, the Ghost King Sect leader Ghost King received a righteous traitor to his disciple and regarded it as his own, and even passed on the second volume of the Holy Sect classic "Book of Heaven" that was rumored to have fallen into the hands of the Ghost King Sect.

And in addition to the incredible progress of the Dao, this ghost has become even more earth-shattering, so that it can kill and devour blood to the point that the people in the Demon Sect are also thrilled.

In recent years, the infighting in the Demon Sect has been fierce, and Ghost Li, the simple disciple of Qingyunmen at the beginning, has become the No. 1 general of the Ghost King Sect, leading the disciples of the Ghost King Sect to kill and destroy countless doors, and a "Soul Eater Stick" in his hand (this title is taken privately by the people in the Demon Sect) I don't know how many people's blood has been sucked up, plus the Ghost King's other eyes, he soon became a figure above 10,000 people in the Ghost King Sect.

And this person, ten years ago, these people in the Blood Refining Hall had all seen it.

The wild dog Taoist in the crowd looked at him, and the man who gradually appeared in the darkness had such a strong bloody aura that seemed to emanate from the depths of his body.

There were countless people standing in the field, but there was not the slightest sound.

His appearance is still the same as back then, there is no change, the appearance between his eyebrows is vivid, but the heart of a wild dog begins to jump non-stop, as if standing in front of him is not a person at all, but a fierce beast.

"You ......"

He said the first sentence slowly, his voice steady and dark, echoing in this place: "To descend or not to descend?"

Countless people stood behind him, but no one came near him.

Everyone in the Blood Refining Hall looked at each other, the old man was drenched in sweat, and he didn't even feel the wounds on his body at all, but at this time, suddenly a strange cry was heard in the field: "You go die!"

Everyone lost their sè, only to see that for a moment on the ground beside the ghost, a sudden burst of knife light stabbed him in the lower abdomen, and the person who performed the assassination was dismantled, the god was frantic and dazed, and the two feet had been cut off, and the blood flowed like an infusion.

Seeing that this person seemed to be a disciple of the Blood Refining Hall, he was seriously injured, and finally lost his mind in fear and pain, and screamed frantically and stabbed at the ghost. It was only a moment later that a dark blue light mixed with a bloody red light emanated from the ghostly right hand and enveloped the person.

The smell of blood in the air was a little heavier.

The withered human body fell to the side weakly, the faces of everyone in the Blood Refining Hall turned a little whiter, and the bodies of some young disciples began to tremble, but the eyes of the ghost gradually glowed with a red sè, and he said slowly again: "You guys, do you want to descend?"

And the ugly black sè soul eater rod in his hand (burning stick...... , and gradually it also lit up.

Behind him, all the people in black seemed to inhale together and took a step forward at the same time.

An incomparable, terrifying aura poured over the world, flooding all the people in the Blood Refining Hall.

Suddenly, a shout erupted from among the people of the Blood Refining Hall: "No, don't, I, I, I'm down!"

With this voice, a young disciple ran out, left the people in the Blood Refining Hall, and rushed to the Ghost King Sect, but subconsciously left the location where the ghost Li was.

At the beginning of this start, there was an immediate reaction, everyone in the Blood Refining Hall, you look at me, I look at you, from time to time someone walked out, the old man sighed, knowing that the general trend had gone after all, and laughed miserably: "That's it, that's it!"

As he spoke, he came out of the crowd, everyone followed behind him, slowly walked in front of Ghost Li, took out an iron plate the size of a black sè palm from his arms, engraved with a black sè heart on it, and gave it to Ghost Li with both hands, and laughed miserably: "At this time, the 'Black Heart Order' of the Blood Refining Hall, the eight-hundred-year foundation of the Blood Refining Hall, will be finished today......

"Nonsense!"

At this moment, a loud shout, but there was a slight trembling and fearful voice in the tone, coming from behind them. Everyone was taken aback, and when they turned their heads, they saw that there was still a person standing in front of the boulder just now, and he did not follow them forward.

Wild Dog Daoist!

The Wild Dog Daoist stared at the old man, gasping heavily, but said loudly: "Boss, when you led me into the Blood Refining Hall, we made a heavy oath together in front of the statue of the Black-Hearted Patriarch, this, this life is unswerving, you, how can you do this?"

The old man's face flashed with shame, lowered his head, and said in a low voice: "Wild dog, the shape is stronger than people, don't kill yourself, come quickly!"

Under the countless pairs of eyes of the Wild Dog Daoist, especially the eyes in front of him that faintly emitted a terrifying red light, it was like piercing his heart, making the cold hairs on his whole body stand up, and even his feet trembled slightly because of the fear that was too much to control.

It's just that he was trembling, and slowly shook his head: "No, boss, no, you can do whatever you want me to do, but if you want me to rebel against the Blood Refining Hall, no!"

He looked ahead, blank and empty, as if everything was broken, and said in a low voice: "I grew up like a monster, everyone disliked me, even my own father and mother abandoned me." I was raised by wild dogs, suffered a lot of hardships and humiliation, and it was only after entering the Blood Refining Hall that it was my turn to bully others and raise my eyebrows. At that time, I made a solemn oath in front of the patriarch that I would definitely follow the Blood Refining Hall in this life, and I would not regret it when I died......"

Everyone was stunned, and the old man noticed that the ghostly face gradually sank, and his heart was anxious, but he didn't expect that this wild dog in Pingrì had always bullied the soft and feared the hard, greedy for life and afraid of death, but now it suddenly became like this.

But he can't even care about his own life because of this wild dog, and he said ruthlessly at the moment: "Okay, you are great, then you will support the Blood Refining Hall alone!"

As he spoke, he threw his hand and threw the black heart order in his hand, and the wild dog subconsciously caught it, but then his body trembled violently and gasped.

The old man and the others all disappeared among the black-clothed people of the Ghost King Sect, leaving only the wild dog standing alone under the glowing boulder, facing countless black-clothed people, and standing not far in front of him was the legendary blood-devouring devil who was easy to kill!

A faint and fierce gaze fell on the wild dog's face.

The wild dog felt that he had almost seen the evil spirit, and if it weren't for the boulder behind him, he wouldn't have been able to stand. It's just that, in the midst of this extreme fear, he said in a low and trembling voice: "You kill me!"

As he spoke, he clenched the black heart order in his hand, closed his eyes, and the cold iron plate seemed to dissolve into his body, waiting for the coming of destruction and death together!

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