At this dusk, the blood-like sky stained all over Shenzhou, and even on the Dark Mountain, which was in the extreme north and did not see the light of day, there was a faint touch of weird dark red. § Starter

On the lotus platform at the top of the Stygian Mountain, the figure of Yi Xuan Wei'an slowly appeared, walked to the white-clothed woman kneeling in the center of the lotus platform, and said gently: "Wan'er, how is your body?"

Wen Wanying stood up and said, "The eighth chapter of the Northern Emperor Zhuxian Lu is almost completed, but the world is changing, I'm afraid I don't have time to cultivate to perfection." It doesn't matter, I won't last three years anyway. ”

Yi Xuan's gaze at Wen Wan was as warm as water, even the faint dark red in the sky could not soak his gaze: "Wan'er, this time the world has changed, I have just made a divination, the Lord Hades Mountain has a disaster of blood and light, you and I are both in trouble." You have long wanted to go to the Daode Sect for a walk, it seems that it is better to choose a day than to hit the day, in a few days, I will accompany you to walk once, and this wish will be over!"

Wen Wan shook her head, stroked Yi Xuan's face, and said softly: "I was too anxious to practice the Northern Emperor Zhu Xianlu, I made a big mistake, I don't have a few years to live, it's not a pity to throw this crippled body on Mogan Peak, why are you so ......"

Yi Xuan interrupted Wen Wan's words with a smile and said, "Wan'er, why don't you understand these hundreds of years? If you go, what kind of attachment do I have, why don't I die early but have the rest of my life, and I will see you again in the next life sooner." ”

"But there are still demon clans, what should they do......" Wen Wan said.

Yi Xuan sighed: "Since the old ancestor inherited the lineage of the demon clan and threw himself into the net, I reluctantly took over as the demon emperor. In fact, in terms of morality and ability, I can't afford this heavy burden. For hundreds of years, it has been the limit of my ability to carve out a place in the Stygian Mountains for some of my clansmen to live in. Hugh said that in the Endless Sea, even those old demons in the Heavenly Punishment Mountain refused to obey my orders. Now that the Stygian Mountain has finally taken shape, I can go with you with peace of mind. ”

Wen Wan knew that he had made up his mind, so she stopped persuading and gently leaned her head into Yi Xuan's arms. At this moment, she thought of the deceased child, the hundred years of dark time spent on Mogan Peak, and the thrilling battle with Dongxuan Zhenren, scene by scene, as if it were yesterday.

She suddenly thought, what is the purpose of the more than 1,000-year-old dumping and killing between demons and humans, in addition to the hatred accumulated from generation to generation?

On Mogan Peak, Ziyang Zhenren's fluttering white beard has been dyed with a trace of dark red. He stood by the window and watched the sunset for a long time before turning back.

This time, instead of brushing up the ink as usual, he took down a magic sword hanging on the wall. Ziyang Zhenren held the sword in his hand, opened his mouth and blew it on the scabbard, blowing a lot of dust when he landed.

Ziyang Zhenren looked at it carefully for a long time before he sighed, moved his wrist, and slowly pulled out the magic sword. The blade reflected the last afterglow of the setting sun, as if it had been smeared with blood that could not be erased.

I don't know how long the magic sword has been shelved, and there are even dots of rust on the blade, it seems that this magic sword, which has been treasured by the Daode Sect for many years, is not only not an earth-shattering immortal weapon, but it can't even compare to the most ordinary magic weapon, at least I have never heard of any flying sword that will rust.

Ziyang Zhenren took out a piece of deerskin, and took advantage of the last ray of afterglow outside the window to seriously wipe the rust on the magic sword.

As the rust faded little by little, the magic sword envoy gradually released its brilliance.

Under the same sunset, on the edge of the cliff at the highest point in the clouds, the golden mountain in the clouds was engrossed in fishing, completely unaware that the light of his inverted triangle-shaped bald head was already bright blood.

Suddenly, I heard a strange cry that resounded through the mountains, and the whole person of Jinshan in the clouds jumped up from the wooden platform hanging outside the cliff, and the fishing rod in his hand was bent to the extreme, and he couldn't help shaking, and the fishing line was also trembling, as if what he caught this time was not an ordinary big fish, but a deep-sea giant whale.

Jin Shan jumped several times in a row, but failed to pull up the hooked fish, but was almost dragged off the wooden platform. He was furious, a pair of big black and fat feet against the edge of the wooden platform, his arms were forced, and there was a strange roar, and finally the fishing line was lifted up point by point.

At the end of the line, there was a strange fish no bigger than an egg! It struggled and jumped, and from time to time it screamed out of proportion to its size.

Jin Shan in the clouds smiled, brought this strange small fish to his eyes, and carefully watched the results.

What kind of fish is this!

It was round like a small ball, and several tentacles floated under its body, and the unfished fishing line was tightly entangled with these tentacles. Most of its body is taken up by a completely disproportionate one-eyed, and the rest is a mouth full of rows of sharp teeth. While desperately biting the fishing line, it let out a short, high-pitched cry: "There is an enemy, there is an enemy!" Although the monster's teeth are sharp, the fishing line of the golden mountain in the clouds is also extraordinary, how can it bite off?

Jin Shan in the clouds pinched it with two short thick fingers, pointed its one eye at the setting sun, and looked carefully into the depths of its pupils. As soon as the monster's one-eye touched the sunlight, bursts of green smoke immediately appeared, quickly festering, and it was burned blind. It squeaked in pain, but the sun burned its eyes to ashes, and the rest of its body and mouth burned into charcoal.

However, in this short moment, the golden mountain in the clouds had clearly seen the giant tower in the deepest part of its pupils, which was connected to the wild land and the endless sky!

At this moment, the golden mountain in the clouds also lost his mind for a moment. He looked at the ashes on his fingertips that were blown off by the wind, and muttered: "Shura Tower, it turned out to be Shura Tower! Okay, you Ziyang, I can't see that you old thing still has such a skill, how can Dong Xuan's short-sighted, narrow-minded, and old ghost who never allows me to take credit at the gambling table teach a disciple like you?"

He suddenly woke up from a dream, jumped into the room, rummaged through the cabinets, and found two sledgehammers and a pair of armor.

The hammer is an eight-edged purple gold hammer, and the hammer head is narrow in front and wide in the back, which is somewhat similar to the head of the golden mountain in the clouds. The armor is the lion's mouth swallowing the sky gold armor, which is also made of gold, and the center of the front heart and back has a huge "gold" inlaid with red gold.

It took a lot of trouble for the golden mountain in the clouds to put it up neatly, pick up two golden hammers, and stand in front of the bronze mirror to look at it carefully.

I saw that the person in the mirror was really full of golden light and treasure, and it was a brilliant gold mountain.

Jinshan in the clouds was greatly satisfied after seeing it, and with a swing of the hammer and the sonorous sound of the armor, he raised his foot and kicked open the door early, and walked away.

At the end of the firmament, there is another vast and mysterious world, called Kunlun. This Kunlun is naturally different from the Kunlun in the world, it is endless, it is really a sacred realm in the fairy world, and ordinary low-grade immortals are not allowed to trespass.

I don't know that there are tens of thousands of peaks in this Kunlun, and each peak is a mysterious world. The white mist is faint between the mountain peaks, and the birds are flying around, which shows the boundless weather, and there is the avenue of the sky.

Above the clouds, an immortal in a crown and cloud suit stepped on the fire, crossed countless peaks, and stopped among the peaks and bowed down to the void.

"Flat. The Immortal Emperor's tranquil and gentle voice sounded within thousands of miles at the same time, and it seemed that the entire Kunlun was echoing with the voice of the Immortal Emperor.

The immortal played: "Taiming Yuwan Tianfu Realm General Huanxian was ordered to lead the headquarters of the heavenly soldiers to the lower realm to lead the original Quartet to patrol the realm to make Yin Feng and bluestone turn to the fairy realm, how do you know that Qingshi is concerned about the fate of the vulgar and refuses to return to the sky." In order to save Qingshi, Yin Feng suddenly made a difficulty, and killed the first general and three thousand heavenly soldiers, committed a great crime against the sky, and has betrayed the fairy world. How to dispose of it, please let Your Majesty decide. ”

At the top of Kunlun, only the sound of wind and birdsong was heard for a while.

After a long time, the Immortal Emperor said, "The wind is also reversed...... That bluestone is just a spiritual creature, he doesn't understand the rules, he is greedy for the world, and it's not a big deal. Alas, an immortal canon has been continuously added for thousands of years, and now there are more than 7,000 pages of great sins against the heavens. Against the sky, against the sky! I have experienced 100 million tribulations before sitting on the throne of God, and even if this is the case, I only dare to say that I can measure at most one or two heavenly opportunities, and if the will of heaven is, how can I know for sure? ”

The immortal had been with the Immortal Emperor for a long time, so he naturally understood the intention, so he sighed: "Your Majesty is very painstaking, but the Great Luo Heavenly Monarch has relied on his high immortal power and respected status, but he has repeatedly led all the Heavenly Monarchs to obstruct the revision of the Immortal Codex, which is really hateful. From the perspective of the minister, he may have other selfish intentions. ”

The Immortal Emperor said lightly: "The Four Heavenly Monarchs, the Twelve Heavenly Monarchs, which one has no selfish intentions? Taiming Yu is indispensable for the Heavenly Immortal Soldiers, I will make up for it, Haoming, you will take the Heavenly Soldiers with you for a while. The position of General Fujing is not in a hurry, let the Four Heavenly Monarchs discuss it. ”

A hundred-mile giant palm appeared in the firmament, and between the palms turned to the side, thousands of points of light slowly floated down, and they would turn into heavenly soldiers when they touched the clouds. The immortal named Haoming had already prepared, and with a flick of the immortal robe, the cuffs immediately opened wide, and there was not a single one of the three thousand heavenly soldiers left, and all of them were sucked into the bottom of the sleeve.

After collecting the heavenly soldiers, Haoming did not hurry to leave, but continued to play: "Da Luo Tianjun recently mobilized the heavenly soldiers of his headquarters and summoned Yu Li to patrol the heavenly true monarch, which seems to have the meaning of the lower realm. ”

The Immortal Emperor said: "Da Luo Tianjun has already played this matter, no matter what he wants to do, let him go." ”

Hao Ming seemed to be taken aback, and hurriedly said: "There are 100,000 Heavenly Soldiers in the headquarters of Daluo Heavenly Monarch! Even if there is only half of the Nether Realm, how much Chaotic Qi does it have to consume? If there is a loss in the human world, the consumption will be even greater." Now that the true immortals are like ants, they are consuming a lot of time, and the chaotic vitality has long been unable to make ends meet, how can this be made?"

"Da Luo Tianjun should be measured, there is no need to say much. The Immortal Emperor's voice was slightly higher. Hao Ming knew that this was the Immortal Emperor who said that there was no need to discuss it again, and he made a big gift at the moment, so he borrowed the heavenly wind again and flew away to Kunlun.

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