"Zihan ......"

Cheng Jia stood still, unable to speak.

Just looked at that familiar face, slowly emerging in front of his eyes.

Back then, Mu Zihan was selected to Luoyan Peak from Jiyunguan, and in the Qianshan Courtyard, the two of them relied on each other, but they were the best sisters. However, during a trip to the Empty Fog Valley, Mu Zihan disappeared, and they never met again. Because of this, Cheng Jia will know Qin Chuan, and he will witness all kinds of things later.

Until, Mu Zihan became a terrifying moon shadow for everyone.

She thought that in this life, she would never meet Mu Zihan again. However, at this moment, in such a situation, the two of them, each standing in different camps, met each other.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the violent killing intent burst out on this small remote peak.

Several righteous path disciples finally reacted and went up one after another, but all of them were forced back by the terrifying cold, and they were dead and wounded, and they were all in shambles.

Cheng Jia is no exception. I felt a terrifying aura, and before she could meet the disciples on the side, her entire body had already been shaken back a few steps, and she almost fell. It's just that suddenly there was a soft energy blocking her back, but it was the elders of the various sects, and they all had to come out of the house.

"Mu Zihan?"

With a word of surprise, Zhao Mingcheng stabilized his disciple's body, and couldn't help but look pale.

At this moment, he finally understood what the great omen of that day was. The half moon of the dark gate really set his eyes on this small remote peak, and planned to forcibly capture it.

“......”

The cold air in the sky stopped slightly.

Mu Zihan swept his eyes coldly, facing the lineup of one of the best players in the world, but he did not change his color. The originally beautiful eyebrows were slightly raised, but there was no half emotion.

...... It's just like, a cold-blooded murderous weapon!

"All the disciples listen to the order and form the Eight Desolate Xuanhuo Array!"

Suddenly, Zhao Mingcheng shouted, and quickly dispatched the disciples of various sects and factions to meet Mu Zihan's terrifying offensive with the strongest attitude. His heart moved inexplicably, and sank even more.

Back then, in the Qingying Mountain, he had seen each other once.

At that time, it was also the strong men of various sects, including him, who intended to sneak into Qingying Mountain to investigate the situation, but he was intercepted and killed by Mu Zihan alone, leaving no one, and the cruelty of the means made him still tremble when he thought about it at the moment. If it weren't for Qin Chuan's coincidental appearance at that time, I'm afraid, he would have already become the soul under the frost sword.

The fate of these two disciples......

"Alas!"

In Zhao Mingcheng's heart, he sighed inexplicably.

He naturally knew about the case in the empty foggy valley back then, and even the changes in the pear orchard at the beginning, he already knew about it. Now, in addition to shocking Mu Zihan's strength, he also has a lot of compassion and pity.

Mu Zihan's life experience is too miserable.

However, there is one person who has always been true to her original intention, and will not hesitate to give up everything, but also live hand in hand with her. In the Confucian Mausoleum, Qin Chuan broke his oath, and now it seems to be vivid.

Straight sigh:

Creation, make people!

......

"Tonight, do you plan to overthrow my little Yaofeng with your own strength?"

Yuan Shen spied for a week, and after realizing that there was no other help, Zhao Mingcheng looked at him coldly and asked. At this moment, the elders and disciples of each sect had already stood in their respective positions, and the Eight Desolation Xuanhuo Array condensed out.

A faint fire brings a bit of scorching heat.

It was as if it was constantly devouring the chilling chill brought by the Frost Evil Sword.

“......”

In the snow, Mu Zihan had no words.

I saw her eyes closed slightly, and in just a moment, she suddenly opened them again.

In an instant, the terrifying demonic aura, killing intent, surged out frantically. At the same time, another diametrically opposed aura in the air also surged up in an instant, and the flames filled the sky, like a flame dragon, roaring and soaring, surging.

World shaking!

These Eight Desolate Xuanhuo Arrays are none other than Mr. Ziyin of Xiaoyao Valley, who came to study for the disciples of various sects and sects. It contains the breath of the true fire of the eight desolations, devouring the sky and devouring the earth, and has the power of the sky.

The disciples of various sects have been practicing continuously for half a year, and although they are not familiar with it, they are already quite powerful. In today's chaos of good and evil in the Central Plains, shining brightly is almost a powerful help against the dark gate.

"Roar!"

With a roar, the two breaths clashed violently.

I saw that in this Eight Desolations Xuanhuo Array, Mu Zihan faced the constant attacks of many strong opponents, but he didn't have half a point of panic, and even had the ease to suppress all the Eight Desolations True Fire Qi under the sword.

Under a frost sword.

...... Blizzard!

"Bell!"

A sword roared, piercing the sky.

In the blink of an eye, I saw Zhao Mingcheng using the power of the Yuan Shen to divide the body of yin and yang, and he traveled freely, and suddenly appeared in the place where Mu Zihan was unguarded. A long sword in his hand pointed high at the sky, and there were words in his mouth.

The terrible power of heavenly punishment came one after another.

"The way of heaven turns into a violent wind, into a fierce thunder, and the power of the brilliant sky is angry with all things!"

Wind and thunder!

Fuxi Taoism, the three clear thunder tricks, the ultimate mystery.

"Boom ......"

Suddenly, there was a sharp thunderclap, as if tearing the sky and shaking the entire Kunlun Mountain Range. The nearby Fuyang and Yiwang Peaks were shrouded in black clouds, and in the lightning that came down from the thunderbolt, it was only like day, and it was a miserable white. The Kunlun Heavenly Pillar in the distance, as if in this dark night, trembled and swayed.

The wind swept up the snow, and it raged even more!

"Whew!"

I saw a thunderbolt from the sky, following the point of the sword, and slashed down. The blue thunder light was reflected on Mu Zihan's white cheeks, but it was even more pale, almost half of the color.

Under the punishment of heaven, no one is afraid, no one is cold!

"Boom ......"

However, in an instant, another roar seemed to overshadow the Brilliant Heavenly Thunder.

An extremely evil aura burst out beside Mu Zihan in an instant, and even caused a blizzard to fly, and in this small remote peak, a vacuum was opened up for a short time.

The earth, grass, and trees on the rocks also flew up.

That heavenly thunder, as if it was captured by this demonic power, slowly dissipated into nothingness in the terrifying true yuan wind that was traced. Xiao Yaofeng, who was illuminated a moment ago, instantly darkened.

"Heaven and earth are inseparable, heaven and earth are the only one!"

I saw a figure on the bare rock at the bottom of my feet, and a figure flashed out in an instant. One hand sealed, and the other hand, a strange ridge-like soldier, swept up the roar of the dragon, trembling faintly. But it was the red maple robe, in the fierce wind that Zhenyuan traced, fluttering to the fullest, hunting and hunting.

...... Infernal Charm!

"Qin Chuan?!"

Suddenly, Zhao Mingcheng stopped chanting the mantra of wind and thunder, and his entire body instantly changed into nothingness, flashing into the void a few feet away. Standing in the air, looking at the person who appeared with a strange face.

“......”

At this time, Cheng Jia, also because of the terrifying shock brought by this infernal curse, his body retreated rapidly, and a sword soldier in his hand was directly on the rock at the bottom of his feet, making a sonorous sound, drawing a long trace.

She saw the faces of the people who came and saw Qin Chuan.

But there was only a silence.

......

"Boom ......"

The thunderclouds in the sky slowly dispersed at this moment, and the last roar was heard.

Several different breaths rolled up the cold wind, causing a strand of black hair on Qin Chuan's forehead, swaying endlessly. A moment later, after the strong wind had subsided, it was completely lifted again, revealing a pair of dark eyes under his eyebrows.

Dyed, a little bloody.

At this moment, in the dantian, the original red seal outside the blood crystal dissipated at some point, leaving only a net-like structure, still firmly attached to it. Outside the body, the strange true yuan under the triple sacrifice of King Ming couldn't help but flutter open, and the demons in his heart were released, constantly exuding an incomparably evil and sinister strong killing intent.

Qin Chuan held the dragon's spine in his hand, but he was standing on the opposite side of the right path in the world.

and Mu Zihan, standing together.

"You chose to break the covenant outside the Master's Palace?"

In the cold wind, Zhao Mingcheng's question took the lead in breaking the silence at the moment. He looked at Qin Chuan firmly, a little angry, a little incredulous, and even more faintly regretful in the depths of his heart.

Qin Chuan is already on the right path.

It's a pity that after Sunset Gorge, it disappeared in the Central Plains, and no one knows its whereabouts.

This time, he once again stood on the side of the Demon Dao and appeared on this small remote peak.

"Needless to say. ”

Immediately, Qin Chuan glanced sideways at Mu Zihan, who was still cold-faced and ruthless beside him, and said lightly, "Elder Zhao knows that I have an incomprehensible obsession in my heart, and I can't easily give it up. In this case, please draw your sword. ”

"Bell!"

Hearing this, Zhao Mingcheng didn't say much, and the sword in his hand was raised.

The two clusters of arrogance, one red and one blue, kept surround his body. In the air, ice and fire spiritual qi came in a steady stream, implying the meaning of Taoist killing, and began to emerge.

The fierce breath rose again.

After a confrontation, many of the elders and disciples stationed on Xiaoyao Peak were already dead and wounded, and they had no strength to resist. This wind and thunder rage that could have taken advantage of the situation was now cracked by Qin Chuan. It seems that only then did he realize that Mu Zihan alone actually had the strength to capture Xiao Yaofeng.

And Zhao Mingcheng has decided to fight to the death.

Unexpectedly, the vow to live and die with Xiao Yaofeng was realized......

“......”

Seeing this, Qin Chuan's dragon spine moved, but he didn't make a move for a long time.

In my heart, a little bitterness flashed from time to time.

I don't know when it started, Qin Chuan has long been unable to be like when he was in Kongling, at this moment, he wants to make another attack on the people in front of him, but he can't make a decision.

Is it because there are too many worries?

...... Although this life is for Zihan, before you know it, you already have more!

"Looks like I'm late. ”

A faint sentence, I don't know when it came, made everyone slightly stunned.

Suddenly, I saw a figure slowly appear in the void. It is a white robe, like the light clouds and light wind, with white beard, straight through the most weathered vicissitudes in the world, but there is an extremely profound meaning, which makes the air on Xiaoyao Peak as if stagnant...... Xiaoyao Valley, Mr. Ziyin!

...... He's actually here?!

Qin Chuan's expression was startled, and his already hesitant move was even more sluggish. A dragon's spine in his hand, held tightly, but he didn't know when, it was full of sweat stains.

"Runaway Valley...... What?"

However, he only listened to Mu Zihan behind him and whispered to himself.