Southern Xinjiang.

The flames of war in the Central Plains have never affected here.

The treacherous mountains and forests after the heavy snow have indescribable tranquility and danger. On the rugged mountain road, I suddenly saw two figures slowly moving forward, and the deep aura forced the demon beast that should be fierce not to approach at all.

But it has not been seen for a long time, and there is no dust and no end.

"It's been a while since the last time I came to southern Xinjiang. ”

Leaving a long footprint on the snow, I only heard him laugh.

"Hey. ”

Wuchenzi also laughed, "If the old guy is still there, it's all right." In the past, the two of you made me come all the way from the western frontier with urgent matters, but only for a soul ember grass. That's it, I worked hard to snatch it from the hands of the Dark Gate, but it didn't come in handy. ”

"Who would have thought that she didn't die in the catastrophe back then, and she had to come to some creation. ”

"Creation ......"

Hearing this, Wuchenzi said to himself lightly, as if he was bitter and smiling.

She refers to Nanke.

Back then, Wuchenzi thought that Nan Ke was dead, but because of the obsession in his heart, he must also obtain the soul ember grass, which was one of the life-saving medicinal materials at the beginning, and even did not hesitate to throw Qin Chuan in the western frontier, and he had to come here thousands of miles away. However, I didn't expect that this flavor of medicinal herbs was actually what the old guy from the Dark Gate wanted to get.

At that time, the Central Plains Zhengdao mistakenly thought that the Dark Gate was looking for spiritual veins, and it also entered the southern Xinjiang in a big way.

...... Now that I think about it, it's really heaven's way.

"The benefactor of the Broken Soul Forest back then has also fallen, right?"

Immediately, remembering the past, he asked again. In the battle of the Broken Soul Forest, the three of them hit the old monster hard, and unintentionally, they also helped the Central Plains Zhengdao. Is...... It's quite a bit of a joke.

"Not bad. ”

"Alas...... If it hadn't been for that time, I wouldn't have gotten this hoodoo. ”

Thinking about it, he sighed for a short time, and looked at the Zen staff in his hand, the staff of no Zen:

Grief and anger.

At this moment, he and Wuchenzi came to this southern Xinjiang, intending to re-seal this grief and anger in southern Xinjiang. I didn't know how important it was, but because Wuchenzi had been investigating around in recent years, he had gotten a glimpse of some ancient holy artifacts...... No, the secret of the evil weapon, in the end, I had to make this decision.

"Ahead, it should be the ancient cave you said, right?"

Wuchenzi raised his head, looked at the towering mountains, and said to the absolute behind him.

A lonely bird chirped at the right time, breaking the silence in the forest.

The two of them noticed at the same time, and a breath appeared strangely around. No, since the Central Plains, this breath has been following them continuously, and the other party's purpose is to be angry and angry.

"It seems that this is really the best policy. ”

He shook his head helplessly.

"Here he comes. ”

......

Central Plains.

The sunset is gone, and the cold wind begins to invade.

Silence beyond the world.

Jing Xuzi stood on the cliff with his hands in his hands, and his eyes slowly lifted from the bottomless abyss under his feet, and looked at the sky in the distance. I saw the light fade away, replaced by endless darkness.

Who would have known that he was here, whom they were looking for?

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

Suddenly, Jing Xuzi said lightly, but he didn't know who it was.

As soon as the words fell, behind him, a black mist suddenly appeared in the void, and the aura of yin and evil instantly overwhelmed the pure Taoist atmosphere in this Fuxi Mountain, and suddenly appeared beside Jing Xuzi. But it was a ghost technique, and the strange black mist quickly changed, and he turned into a human form, a young man in purple.

Ghostly.

"Today, 30 years after the birth of myself, it is time to put an end to it. ”

The ghost said faintly, and his deep voice seemed to penetrate the soul. His appearance was not at all the age mentioned in his words, but he had not changed in the slightest over the years.

It's a little weird.

"Hoo ......"

Hearing this, Jing Xuzi breathed a long sigh of relief, and the dazzling white hair on his forehead was swaying in the wind.

At this time, Fuxi Mountain is inexplicably shrouded in a silent atmosphere, the sky in the west, there are no stars and moons, and there seems to be some strange breath that can't help but flow, which is completely different from the original Fuxi Mountain. In Jing Xuzi's heart, he couldn't help but have some bad premonitions, tonight, something big will happen.

Then, with a sharp look in his eyes, he actually rebuked like this:

"You shouldn't have chosen to come at such a time!"

......

"Whew!"

It was like a meteor, long from the sky, and fell.

Under the Falling Wild Goose Peak, Qin Chuan couldn't help but stop and look towards the place where the meteor fell. Above the dark sky, there is always a faint sense of unease, some evil spirit.

Like, the prelude to something about to explode.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Qin Chuan's expression was certain, and he could see from a distance that two objects appeared above the heavenly dome in the west.

They are hundreds of miles away, and they don't know when they appeared, and they are suspended high in the air on the west side of Luoyan Peak. Although it may not be true, the breath in it is extremely familiar to Qin Chuan. On one side, there is a quaint black mirror, and there is no reflection of light under the thin moonlight, and on the other side, there is a chain of black stones.

Nothingness!

Nakshatra Tribulation!

"Boom!"

In an instant, Qin Chuan hadn't reacted yet, but it was already too late.

I only heard a roaring sound like the sky, as if it had broken through the space, and it caused the entire Fuxi Mountain Range to shake faintly, shaking and uneasy. At the same time, a strange black light flashed in the face of the void and the star tribulation, and it quickly spread in all directions, forming a terrifying light curtain.

Stars Shift......

A huge space technique!

“！”

Qin Chuan was suddenly shocked, and when he saw it, he saw the mystery contained in this light curtain.

"It's over......"

"Whew!"

In the blink of an eye, in the huge light curtain, there were countless dark men with rapid killing intent, as if they broke out of the mirror, they would come out one after another, and they would continue to pour into Fuxi Mountain. The natural barrier of Kunlun, at this moment, has long been gone, and the dark door has invaded this empty Luoyan Peak.

The killing will begin!

The world's catastrophe!

...... It turns out that the conspiracy of Half Moon is like this!

Qin Chuan's complexion changed greatly, and in an instant, his expression appeared a little hideous with hatred. It's just that in a short moment, it was like a freeze frame, staring directly at the light curtain above, silent.

Dressed in red, he appeared under the moon.

Fluttering in the wind, it seems to be stained with blood, and the sword in his hand is clearly ......

Emperor hate!

Mu Zihan.

"Whew!"

In an instant, Qin Chuan couldn't care much anymore, jumped up, put the last remaining true yuan in his body into action, and struggled towards Luoyan Peak, without hesitation.

"Zihan, don't go wrong again......"

......

"Boom!"

"Boom ......"

“......”

The continuous roar exploded everywhere in Luoyan Peak. Fuxi Mountain, a world-famous fairyland under the clouds, was completely filled with a violent and evil aura at this moment, with fires and killing intent.

Night, completely broken.

No one expected that the Dark Gate would appear outside Luoyan Peak and suddenly launch such a massive attack, and many disciples would become the souls of the Dark Gate before they could react. How did they come to Fuxi Mountain, did they already lurk in Fuxi Mountain, or did they fall from the sky?

...... It was from the sky!

Half Moon penetrated the secrets of the ancient holy weapons, and with the wonder of the void space, coupled with the power of the Star Tribulation, Shengsheng opened up a spatial passage that was enough for thousands of people to pass through, and connected it to the outside of Luoyan Peak.

Countless dark door people, just like this, suddenly entered!

"Those who offend me will be killed!"

In just a few breaths, the people of Fuximen reacted quickly, and the chaos that lasted for a long time also made them adapt to the survival rules of this troubled world, and quickly formed a defense under the call of a hundred people.

A grand slaughter, staged on this Luoyan Peak!

The sound of killing is everywhere, and the momentum is like soaring to the sky!

However, now that the Central Plains is in turmoil, many of the disciples of Fuxi Sect have been sent to Kunlun, Zhongzhou and other places, and those who stay in Luoyan Peak are less than the eleventh on weekdays. And the Dark Gate, almost with the power of the whole sect, all of them entered the Luoyan Peak.

In less than a moment, corpses were strewn all over the field, and rivers of blood flowed.

I saw that the Five Elements Banner Master, the Six Ghosts, and several notorious masters in the Dark Sect were brutally slaughtering the disciples of all the sects on this Luoyan Peak, as if they were in a no-man's land, and they were extremely ruthless.

This Luoyan Peak, some of them have attacked it no less than several times.

But there has never been such a time as enjoyable as it is now!

"Give up the Qianshan Courtyard, shrink the front, and swear to defend my Fuxi Gate!"

Under the trail in front of the mountain, Zhao Mingcheng held a sword soldier in his hand and issued such an order. At this moment, he only watched countless dark gate people attacking the mountain gate like a tide, but he couldn't do anything, and his older and older face became distorted by anger, and even more, a heart-wrenching pain hit his eyebrows.

He didn't even know what had happened to this sudden change.

Why, all of a sudden, such a catastrophe was ushered in?!

“？！”

Suddenly, Zhao Mingcheng's face froze, and he was soon a little shocked.

At this moment, he could only see in front of him, descending down the stone layer, and at the entrance, a terrifying scene appeared in front of his eyes. There was a man standing impressively, but it was Lu Kong, who had long been familiar with the Holy Son Temple, with a hideous smile floating above his face, and in his hands, a pair of pitch-black swordsmen showed an incomparably terrifying power.

Break the ground!

Actually, the heavens and the earth in the ancient evil weapon broke the earth!

Moreover, not only that, around Lu Kong's body, there was also a strange magic weapon that couldn't help but whirl, accompanied by black qi that spread wantonly, exuding the aura of death. Yes, a black flag:

Guilt is crazy!

Two evil weapons containing terrifying powers, at this moment, were actually used by him.

With them, he is frantically slaughtering the righteous path disciples of the Central Plains, just like an angry killing god, harvesting one life after another, no one can stop it, no one can beat it!

"Haha!"

The more and more cruel evil laughter kept coming:

"Fuximen, destroy it!"