At this moment, the free killing zone is full of blood.

Wei Lao and the others didn't say anything, but they all raised their heads.

In the sky above the Bright Moon Cliff, endless clouds rolled.

A figure dressed in a dirty white robe, hunting in the wind high in the sky, stepped up into the air.

It's Wang Weihuan.

When he left the main hall, he went to change the treasure and threw it into the free killing area.

However, he not only changed the elixir and the Yang Rank Peak Spirit Weapon, but also changed a knife.

Then he went up to heaven with his sword.

"What does he want to do?"

The big yellow dog spoke slowly.

Wei Lao took a deep breath and said, "He wants to tell the Southern Regions." ”

"He, the king, is still alive. ”

The macaque suddenly smiled and said, "He hasn't changed yet." ”

"It's still that character. ”

The black cat's eyes were slightly worried, and he said, "Outside the Jedi Heavenly Pass, there are immortals staring at the evil land. ”

"Naturally. ”

Wei Lao said slowly: "There is more than one. ”

"After all, it is the place where Dajing dies. ”

"The corpses of the Great Jing Empire are the greatest treasure in their eyes. ”

The four of them were slightly silent, and the big yellow dog suddenly said, "It's time to die." ”

As he spoke, he looked up at the sky.

The expressions of the four of them moved slightly, but a trace of excitement appeared that had not been seen for a long time.

That's their disciple.

It is the Great Jing Divine Sect, the proud son of heaven who dominated the Southern Regions back then!

That is a sword that even if it is silent for 400 years, once it is unsheathed, it will be known to the world!

The sharp edge is like its name.

......

Above the sky, the clouds and mist around Wang Weihuan sank like a torrent, and his figure, like a gray-white meteor, went straight to the sky.

Soon, the mountains and rivers under his feet were already hazy.

The endless mountains of Baiyue Mountain are no longer visible.

At this time, the color of the sky is no longer blue, but hazy white.

"Huh. ”

Wang Wei's cold face showed a sneer.

This is something made by the Heavenly Family, at the end of the sky, laying out a formation that envelops the world.

With this layer of hazy mist, the existence of the immortals could not feel the breath of the stars on the earth at all, and at most they could faintly see the sparse starlight. Only the sun and moon, which are so powerful that they can easily pierce the mist.

And at this moment, he has crossed this layer of whiteness and come to a higher place.

The sky has turned blue-purple.

Dense stars spread across the sky.

Among the countless twinkling stars, a sparse figure can be faintly seen.

Of course, this scene is difficult for even Dao Zun to detect. Because it was too far away, it would take several months for Dao Zun to fly with all his might.

And Wang Wei can see it because in the center of his gold-like eyes, the pupils have turned into colorful colors.

Chaos Serpent Pupil.

This is the product of the compression of dragon soul power to the extreme.

Moreover, ordinary divine masters compressed, such as Wei Lao and others, the colorful pupil color was almost uncontrollable. When they manipulate the snake's soul power, their entire pupils will turn colorful.

But Wang Weihuan's eyes can't see the colors at all if he doesn't look carefully.

Because they were hidden deep in his brilliant golden pupils.

This extremely compressed soul power allows him to see the existence that no one else (-o m is the fastest) can not gaze at.

Above the sky, there is the starry sky.

Above the stars, there are monks.

I'm afraid that Wei Lao and the others have no way of knowing about this matter.

Wang Wei can't say either.

That's probably the secret that the Heavenly Family always hides.

If you say it, you don't have a way to live.

No matter how proud he was, he wouldn't think that he had the strength to fight against the Heavenly Family.

That is an existence that can suppress the world for tens of thousands of years, and the demise of Dajing actually has little to do with Wu Jiu, mainly the Heavenly Family.

It's just that Wu Jiu, who was stabbed into the heart of Dajing as the tip of a knife, carried the hatred of the remnants of Dajing.

This is ridiculous and pathetic in Wang Weihuan's eyes.

Didn't Wei Lao and the others know that the Heavenly Family was behind the scenes?

No, they know.

So, why is their hatred still on Wu Jiu?

The reason is simple and straightforward - because the heavenly home is too far away.

Even if Dajing is restored to its heyday, it is absolutely impossible to shake the Heavenly Family.

If you pin your hatred on the Heavenly Family, you can only despair.

And pinning on Wu Jiu, there is still the possibility of revenge.

Just like Ji Xuangong hated Dajing.

He had great respect for Wei Lao and others, and Wang Weihuan had also seen him.

Back then, in the Divine Sect, although he was not a core disciple, his identity was not bad, and he had a close relationship with a large number of disciples of the Divine Sect.

But when he finally exterminated the inheritance of the Divine Sect, he was still unrelenting.

The former classmates are all buried.

Because of this mighty empire, he destroyed his people and killed his father.

It's a family hate.

Couldn't he see that the destruction of the phoenix nest was full of weirdness?

No, he could tell.

In Wang Weihuan's memory, Ji Xuangong is a smart person in ice and snow.

He must have seen it.

But for him, Dajing is the tip of the knife that is pushed out.

He didn't know the black hand and didn't want to know.

Because that's too far away.

All he wanted was to smash the tip of the knife called Dajing. Satisfy your own obsessions and hatred that have nowhere to vent.

It's ridiculous, it's pathetic.

But this is the world.

There will never be a shortage of people in the world who cover their ears and steal the bell.

I hated it for a long time, but I didn't know where it came from.

In the sad and ridiculous, it reveals a chill that makes people's scalp tingle.

Behind the cultivation world are countless prying eyes and dark hands.

They......

Who is it and for what?

Wang Wei sighed faintly.

I saw so many things that I couldn't tell anyone. This is actually the same as the torture of loneliness.

At this moment, he has appeared on the bank of the starry sky.

Here, it has been out of the enveloping range of the Jedi Heavenly Channel, which means that the monks above the mortal realm can already burst out with all their strength here without worrying.

Wang Weihuan's long hair that had been tied up in the main hall before was scattered again because of his extremely fast flight.

He reached out and tore open his sleeve, pulled a dirty strip of white cloth, and gently tied it to the back of his head.

The long gray hair has no crown, and it is directly tied up in a braid and hangs down behind him.

His face without a hair was covered with a rush of vicissitudes.

The charm that emanates from that face is as thick as old wine.

He gently wiped the knife in his hand.

The blade was as bright as snow, and the back of the knife was as black as night.

On the handle is a ring of pure gold, intertwined with the word "killing".

The blade is six feet long and two palms wide, and it looks extremely powerful.

It's just that Wang Wei wiped it and was stunned for a moment.

The knives are dirtier.

He looked at his robe and gave up the idea of wiping the knife.

There was no wind in the starry sky, but the air currents ahead began to surge.

The faint wind was long, blowing the rebellious gray of his sideburns.

Wang Wei smiled.

The guests came.

Three figures followed.

A woman in a goose yellow skirt.

A middle-aged monk in a black robe.

A silver-faced demon with a single horn.

"Three of you. ”

Wang Wei smiled and said, "It's hard to keep an eye on, isn't it?"

"There's no wind under the stars, but it's still quite cold. ”

"It's not early, it's already sunset. ”

It was the black-robed monk who spoke.

He slowly raised his head, revealing a serious Chinese face.

"Elder of the Six Dao Sects of this seat, who is Your Excellency?"

Hearing this, Wang Wei smiled faintly and said, "You don't need to introduce yourself." ”

"Because I'm here this time, I just want to say something to the Southern Regions. ”

"It's enough to have one person, and I don't like to kill women. ”

"So you're going to die. ”

"I'm not very interested in knowing who a dead man is. ”

As he spoke, Wang Weihuan raised his hand lightly and took off his blindfold.

A glimmer of light -

The three people on the opposite side instantly stared at each other!

"You !!"

"You!?"

"It's you!?"

At this moment, the three immortals saw in his eyes a horror that hit his heart.

Before they died, they saw the devil.