The breeze is gentle.

"It's been 20 years since that day. ”

Gu Changfeng stared at the nameless tombstone and smiled bitterly.

The young appearance that had been rejuvenated was incomparably vicissitudes at the moment, and the strands of white hair on his forehead kept fluttering with the wind, as white as snow. The world only knows that Jingxuzi Gu Changfeng entered the WTO at the age of seventeen, and has more than 100 plans to punish evil and kill demons, and has achieved fame, and now it has been more than 20 years, and his demeanor is still the same.

But I don't know what kind of suffering he endured.

Looking at Luoyan Peak not far away, he didn't know what emotions were in his heart.

“？”

Suddenly, I saw Gu Changfeng's eyes condensed, and he actually sensed an incomparable murderous aura. On the Luoyan Peak, the closest place to this silent sky, there was a huge roar, like a landslide and the earth cracked.

"Senior brother, something has happened to the master!"

Suddenly, I saw a disciple coming from Luoyan Peak Imperial Sword, and as soon as he landed, he hurriedly called to Gu Changfeng. Seeing this, Gu Changfeng's heart froze, and a terrifying premonition floated.

"Plop!"

Suddenly, the disciple fell to the ground.

I saw a black qi suddenly burst out from his seven orifices, and in the blink of an eye, he had lost all his vitality, his eyes were empty, not only the essence was lost, but even the soul disappeared in an instant. Such a cruel method and such a sinister aura made Gu Changfeng's heart sink even more.

"Whew!"

The fairy sword swallowed Wu, glowing with red light, and appeared in his hand at once.

In an instant, the black qi was permeated, and the void continued to condense, accompanied by gusts of yin wind, and resentment arose. This time, under the black gas, what was gradually revealed was a young man in purple.

Ghostly.

......

The wind and clouds change color.

The usual tranquility of Fuxi Mountain is long gone.

On the Wuji Palace, two figures looked at each other from afar, each standing on the two sides of the top of the hall. The sound of shouting and killing continued to echo in his ears, the flames were everywhere, the killing intent emerged, and the sun above his head gradually became blurred.

"Is it the Holy Witch Sect that attacked the mountain this time?"

The Purple Void Immortal Girl had a gloomy face and looked directly at the woman from the Western Xinjiang in front of her.

The two have met several times, so naturally they have known each other for a long time, and the person standing in front of her at this moment is Sanna, the Thousand Butterfly Envoy of the Holy Witch Sect. That is to say, this time it is no longer the previous Demon Sect that attacked the Qingying Mountain, but ...... No, it was supposed to be the proud disciple of Fuximen, Qin Chuan?

"Why are you disturbing my peace?"

The Purple Void Fairy Gu asked coldly, dancing in the wind with long sleeves.

"Hmph. ”

Sanna sneered, speechless.

The Purple Void Immortal Gu frowned, but she didn't know what kind of emotions floated in her heart, she just looked at the killing in all directions right now, and the incomparably powerful aura of the Fuxi Dao Law and the Western Frontier Gu Technique continued to fight, endlessly.

"Rebel Qin Chuan, do you really want to do such a big rebellious thing?"

......

"Qin Chuan...... You're back?"

In the third courtyard of Gen, Cheng Jia looked at the person in front of him a little sluggishly, as if he was a little at a loss.

This junior brother of Zihan back then always made her look at her, and even gave birth to admiration, but creation made people, and before she could express her admiration, such a world-wide change happened. Today's Qinchuan, although he is partial to Qingming Mountain, has never erased his name from the books of various sects.

It has long been intolerable by the world.

This time, why did he return to Luoyan Peak?

“......”

Qin Chuan was silent. can only sigh, things are not people.

The palm prints are combined.

Suddenly, I saw Qin Chuan's expression condensed, and his hands formed a seal knot. In an instant, it was a faint purple mist, which suddenly burst from the palm print. The wind rose and fluttered his clothes, but the poisonous mist spread and swept wildly in all directions to the west.

“！”

Suddenly, Cheng Jia's face changed greatly, and he looked directly at Qin Chuan with a little puzzlement.

"Plop!"

One after another, I saw that the original few new disciples fell to the ground, and I don't know whether they fell into a coma or lost their lives in this violent wind and poisonous fog. The mist continued to spread towards the entire Luoyan Peak.

"Bell ......"

With a tense heart, Cheng Jia immediately sacrificed the magic sword.

However, in an instant, affected by the poisonous mist, he felt weak in his limbs, his mind was blurred, and his whole body was paralyzed. In the haze, I could only hear Qin Chuan say coldly:

"Anyone who resists, shoot and kill!"

"Qin Chuan, you ......"

Hearing this, Cheng Jia was puzzled, could it be that Qin Chuan wanted to make a move against the master?

Puffs of black smoke quietly spread into the sky, shrouding the sky above the Fuxi Mountains. The sun, for some time, has already become dim, and the cold wind is blowing, and it is bleak and desolate.

Qin Chuan stood quietly, only looking at Cheng Jiaqiang in front of him supporting his swaying body, staring at himself with great puzzlement. That look can never be forgotten, that has long been deeply rooted in Qin Chuan's heart, in his previous life, everyone who fell under his sword had such an exact same expression.

They don't understand why they are the way they are.

But how can they understand?

"Bell!"

Another sword roar. Qin Chuan came back to his senses, and saw a sharp light flashing in Cheng Jia's increasingly confused eyes. The blade of the sword was already pointed at him, and a cold light swept by.

As a result, aren't they all the same?

"Whoever resists, will be killed. ”

Qin Chuan repeated again, and the dragon's spine slowly condensed in his hand.

"You shouldn't be like that...... It shouldn't be that way. ”

"You forced me!"

Hearing Cheng Jia's whispering, Qin Chuan snorted vigorously, and a cruel killing intent finally flashed in his eyes. In an instant, the figure suddenly rose, like the wind moving, and the dragon's spine in his hand was full of light, condensing the terrifying true element. At this moment, it has become so cold-blooded and ruthless, whoever blocks and kills anyone, no one is an exception.

His original intention was to repay the sins of his previous life.

But fate always keeps making people so much, allowing himself to return to depravity step by step.

...... Is that a fall?

Ignorance. But, at least, it's a return to itself.

"Whew!"

Qin Chuan raised his head, and his blood-colored eyes reflected Cheng Jia's bewildered expression. She didn't stop Qin Chuan's move in the slightest...... No, with such a swift attack, she couldn't resist it, not to mention that she had been hit by the Western Xinjiang Gu poison at this time, if she hadn't been strong-willed, she would have fainted like other disciples.

That's ......

Suddenly, the dragon spine in Qin Chuan's hand disappeared.

Relying on the void to resist the wind, the figure moves quickly. In the blink of an eye, with a speed that was almost imperceptible to the naked eye, Qin Chuan's body suddenly appeared behind Cheng Jia, and a palm slammed into Cheng Jia's back.

"Plop!"

Immediately afterwards, Cheng Jia also fell in front of Qin Chuan's eyes.

Another cold wind blew.

The dragon's spine that had disappeared once again appeared in Qin Chuan's hand, his face was cold, he glanced at the unconscious Fuximen people on the ground, and turned to walk slowly towards Luoyan Peak.

I can't bear to do it after all.

......

"Hold your breath, don't let this poisonous fog enter your lungs!"

Before the mountain trail went straight to the exit of Taiji Square, Su Xiaoyan led many Fuxi disciples to guard this important place. The dark woods are unconsciously shrouded in a somewhat eerie feeling.

Su Xiaoyan's expression tightened.

Although he had already made a warning, there were still many disciples behind him who were not strong and fainted. She has such a powerful protection as Ye Qiuqi, she has eaten a lot of elixirs and immortal pills on weekdays, and she is still a little immune to poisons and the like, while other disciples do not have such good luck.

The mysterious Gu poison from the Western Xinjiang was originally used by A Luo Ye to subdue the entire Pangu clan without much effort, so how could it be avoided just by holding his breath and holding his breath?

Originally, there were dozens of disciples, but only three or two people could still stand at this moment.

"What is this?"

Su Xiaoyan frowned and muttered to herself.

In the company of the elites of Lingyun Pavilion, she was not an ordinary person, and she soon realized that this purple poisonous mist was definitely not owned by the Central Plains, and the effect of such confusion was obvious......

West Xinjiang!

"Boom ......"

Suddenly, there was a sensation outside the Wuji Hall not far behind him, the wind was raging, and the true yuan was cold. In addition to the pure Fuxi Dao method from the Purple Void Immortal Gu, there was also a strange aura of Gu magic.

Don't......

Su Xiaoyan was stunned in her heart, and she felt a little trance.

"Tuk... ......"

On the quiet forest path ahead, there was a steady sound of footsteps.

The vast sky was dyed with a bit of gloom, and the sunlight was incomparably blurry, and it was like a forest stone path leading to the Netherworld, and from time to time the wind hit, and the coolness became worse.

Wearing a red maple uniform, it gradually fell into Su Xiaoyan's eyes.

“......”

“......”

They looked at each other speechlessly.

Su Xiaoyan had a lot of thoughts in her heart for a while, and she couldn't have imagined that it would be Qin Chuan who led people to attack Luoyan Peak at this moment. The senior brother who is regarded as a close person by her, the beloved of her sister Shangguan Yao, Ye Qiuqi's confidant, the proud protégé of Jingxuzi's predecessors, and even the disciple who was vigorously cultivated by this Fuxi Sect......

Qin Chuan, is he back in the same situation as he is today?

Is it back?

The swordsman in his hand slowly drooped, and Su Xiaoyan was full of confusion and looked straight ahead.

Another cold wind blew, but in the summer, it blew off a few leaves. In the fierce aura that arose in the sky, he was swept into the air and scattered.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a swift shadow passed by.

Su Xiaoyan suddenly felt a black in her head, and she was about to fall down in an instant. However, when he was about to land, he was gently lifted up by an arm, and only a white dress fluttered up in the audience.

On top of the white clothes, there are a few points of red.

Qin Chuan was speechless.

Holding Su Xiaoyan's body with one hand, he stood in the middle of the unconscious disciples all over the ground, with no mercy in his eyes, but no cruelty. These people have all known each other, and some can even vaguely call each other's names. They, just like their former selves, are plain and ordinary.

I also wanted to be them.

But......

Qin Chuan raised his eyebrows and looked towards the Wuji Hall above. It was Yu Xuzi who broke his dream, if it hadn't caused Zihan to fall into the magic of the pear orchard, if he hadn't made a move on Ah Luoye......

"Rest well. ”

Qin Chuan said softly, placing Su Xiaoyan safely on the stone chair beside him.

In an instant, the eyebrows sank again, and the dragon's spine appeared in his hand, shining brightly. So far, Yuxuzi has not taken the initiative to appear, since the other party does not come out, then he will find it himself.

Today, it is necessary to make an end!