"I lost again."

Yun Canghai smiled and pushed the chessboard away: "Junior Brother Ghost, you played a good game."

The warmth is overwhelming. However, the place where Gui Wuxiang is, always looks ghostly: "Sometimes it rains at three or two o'clock, and there are ten and five flowers everywhere. What a late spring."

"It's useless whether the chess moves on the chessboard are good or not. Only playing the chess game in the world well is interesting." Gui Wuxiang raised his head and smiled, feeling a little sad: "Jun Wang is a very good chess player, but what about you and me?"

When you are in a chess game, you can’t help yourself.”

"Get twenty more Martial Saint Pills for use." Gui Wuxiang sighed and stared at the chaos on the chessboard: "It's a chaotic situation. We have to take care of the future as well as the present. It's difficult, it's really too difficult."

Yun Lunhai silently took the Martial Saint Pill, and there was basically no hope of breaking through to become a super saint. If there is no super saint in the future, even if the Huntian Sect can pass the current level, it will not be able to pass in the future.

If you don't accept the elixir, you won't be able to pass this level.

One side is the present, and the other side is the future. It is extremely difficult to weigh the pros and cons. Fortunately, Hun Tian Sect has a large number of martial arts sects. As long as Wu Qingcheng and other talented people are not convinced, there is still a glimmer of hope.

Yun Canghai sighed: "After taking the elixir, you are naturally weaker. Your combat power and achievements are never as good as those of normal people."

"I can't care about it." Gui Wuxiang pointed at the chess pieces and said in a stern and helpless way. Yes, I can't care about it. These few words contain too much helplessness.

"Hey." Gui Wuxiang and Yun Canghai suddenly looked sideways. A little white light shone in the sky and gradually approached: "It's the light signal shuttle."

Just as he was about to take the next step, suddenly a black shadow of lightning broke through the sky, he grabbed the light shuttle in his hand, and strode towards here. It was Zhu Wudao.

Zhu Wudao held the light shuttle and sensed the message. His body suddenly stiffened and his expression changed!

When Gui Wuxiang and Yun Canghai saw this, their expressions changed slightly: "There's something. Something big."

With Wu Dao's arrogant temperament, there are very few people and things that can change his color.

Zhu Wudao's body was like a stone sculpture. It took him a long time to finally come back to his senses. A green light appeared on his face. He strode towards him and there was someone who said solemnly: "It's okay, it's not serious."

"Zuo Wuzhou is not dead."

"Not only did he not die, he also showed up."

Zhu Wudao spoke in an understatement, but Gui Wuxiang and Yun Canghai lost their minds, as if they were struck by a thunderbolt from the sky. They were dazed and muttered to themselves: "How is it possible? Yu Huiyuan cannot survive at all."

Zhu Wudao said coldly: "Nothing is impossible."

In the memories of Gui Wuxiang and Yun Canghai, every battle that was engraved in their lives appeared in their memories. Thinking of the fire that made Hun Tianzong miserable, an indescribable chill spread from the bottom of their hearts.

Shocked, it took him a while to come back to his senses. Gui Wuxiang reacted: "It must have come from the Changkong Sect."

Gui Wuxiang received no response to his words, and he suddenly realized.

How Zuo Wuzhou escaped and how long he had been on the run are secondary. The most important thing is that the land is so vast, how to find Zuo Wuzhou and kill this henchman.

Silence, a long silence.

Gui Wuxiang's pale face became even paler: "Everyone on the Changkong Sect should be dead. Zuo Wuzhou's new breakthrough in Wuyu back then, now decades ago, should be the Wusong. He has the ability to transcend ranks."

A martial artist with magical powers is also a very scary person. Especially, this person is the extremely destructive Zuo Wuzhou.

Even with all the unreasonable arrogance, a kind of heart palpitations can't help but arise.

The word "serious trouble" is by no means just a talk. With Zuo Wuzhou's style of "I don't care about the floods around me and reaching the sky", he will never worry about the devil. He is a lawless strongman who does not care about life or death.

Gui Wuxiang pinched his forehead and said with a stern expression: "I'm not afraid that he will take the initiative to cause trouble, I'm afraid that he will hide and practice. As long as he dares to show up, he will die. If he hides and practices, he will become a martial saint or a super saint.

.That is the fatal enemy of our sect.”

There is a kind of person who, no matter what his level of cultivation, is the most terrifying among his peers.

Zhu Wudao is this kind of person, and Zuo Wuzhou is also this kind of person.

"I have a way." Gui Wuxiang said something abruptly and stared at Zhu Wudao: "I wonder if you agree."

"Say." Zhu Wudao said coldly.

"What Zuo Wuzhou did for Changkong back then shows that the relationship between Zuo Wuzhou and Changkong Sect is extraordinary. A few months ago, I escorted a group of Changkong disciples back from Changkong, who can be used as bait."

Gui Wuxiang slowly exhaled a breath of cold air, and said miserably: "I'm not sure whether he will come."

Zhu Wudao was silent. Previously, Gui Wuxiang wanted to use it as a bait to lure Nie Chaoye and others to show up. However, Zhu Wudao rejected it with disdain. Now that it was mentioned again, Zhu Wudao had to think deeply.

A Zuo Wuzhou is ten times more potentially dangerous than a Changkong Sect.

After all the experiences in the past, Zhu Wudao, no matter how arrogant he is, knows this truth. After all, the unforgettable pain is still the lingering pain in Huntian Sect.

The difference is, what does Gui Wuxiang want to do?

Zhu Wudao raised his face emotionlessly: "Okay, you handle this."

Zhu Wudao confessed in one word, turned around and left. He said coldly and solemnly: "I will take action myself."

Gui Wuxiang and Yun Canghai looked at each other, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "As long as he comes, he will be dead. In the past, we ignored him, but this time, we will never give him a chance to survive."

The best martial artist in the world takes action personally. Zuo Wuzhou will definitely die.

But no one would have thought that Zuo Wuzhou was not the Martial Sect they thought he was, but a Martial Saint.

It's not a miscalculation, it's just that no one expected Zuo Wuzhou's cultivation speed, which made him a monster. There has never been a record of a hundred-year-old cultivating a martial saint, not even one.

"Zuo Wuzhou is back."

The soul monks who were in the Changkong area hurried over to take a look and were immediately shocked.

True to his name, Zhenzhen appeared for the first time in decades and moved dozens of people from Bian Guitian Sect, including Mingwu Ben.

After seeing these broken corpses, Soul Monk couldn't help but feel cold in his heart: "It is rumored that Zuo Wuzhou is extremely cruel by nature, and that he never leaves anyone alive or whole corpse under his hands. It seems to be true."

Here, there are dozens of corpses, but not one of them has a complete body. His life was not very glorious, and his death was not very wonderful.

Hua Jiaqi hurriedly hurried, but still couldn't catch up in time. Seeing these dead bodies, Hua Jiaqi felt a hint of joy, but fell into confusion again. Once they didn't know where Nie Chaoye was, where should they go?

Soul monks from all walks of life gathered here, and without any other thought, they immediately sent the news back.

The former God of Death, Erzuo Wuzhou, not only did not die, he also came back alive. When he came back, he had already cultivated himself as a martial saint.

On a warm spring day, this news that will surely shake the soul world is on the way.

Hua Jiaqi hurried back in confusion.

For a moment, she didn't know how to explain it. Zuo Wuzhou was not pursued, there was no hope, and there was no news about Nie Chaoye. Where did the more than sixty Changkong disciples who escaped with their lives go?

While rushing back in confusion, he suddenly heard a shout: "Hua Jia Qi?"

Hua Jiaqi came back to his senses and was about to fight when he saw a group of people floating down. He was pleasantly surprised: "Hua Jiaqi from Changkong Sect?"

Seemingly familiar, Hua Jiaqi tried hard to recall. This group of people had already told themselves their origins: "Do you remember that we met at the Hun Tianfu Meeting?

I am Song Xihu! Zuo Wuzhou’s friend.”

This group of soul monks is none other than Song Xihu, Xuan Qian, Tan Nu, Ruan Ruan. There are even Gu Yiyi, Zhang Dongtian, and a big golden dog who is very knowledgeable about spirituality.

They told each other about their origins, and they were all traveling together during the holidays. Hua Jiaqi thought of these people and was secretly surprised: "You have also made a breakthrough."

"Lucky, lucky." Song Xihu and the other four people suddenly looked strange. They couldn't tell whether they were happy or sad, and they smiled bitterly. It can be seen that there must be something hidden in this.

"Zuo Wuzhou" must be surprised. It should be noted that Song Xihu and others logically believed that it would take one or two hundred years to break through to Wuzong. But they broke through in just a few decades. This is really weird.

Not only did Song Xihu and others break through to become Wu Zong, but Gu Yiyi and Zhang Dongtian also became Wu Yu. The speed of their cultivation is really unbelievable.

It's really strange that a group of people who were supposed to be practicing at Fuyun Treasure actually showed up here.

While everyone was rushing there, Hua Jiaqi was hurriedly trying to tell the news about Zuo Wuzhou, when suddenly he felt something and looked at the big dog, dumbfounded: "How could its life soul be so weird?" The life of this golden dog.

Soul, a rough perception. It is not inferior to that of a Martial Saint. A dog has a cultivation level of Martial Lord, but has a life soul of Martial Saint level. Isn't it weird?

Xuan Qian patted the dog and smiled bitterly: "This is a little thing. His owner is Zuo Wuzhou."

After holding it in for a long time, Hua Jiaming choked out one sentence on his cold face: "People are weird, dogs are weird dogs."

The little thing understood and glared angrily. I don't know if it was for himself or for his master.

Somewhere, somewhere, there is lush greenery and rippling blue waves.

Ji Tong and Jin Wang were together with several soul monks. They were taking a sip of sweet spring water by the spring before washing the blood on their bodies.

Ji Tong's expression was full of nonchalance: "Then, what happened to Zuo Wuzhou?"

The soul monks smiled bitterly, and one of them cleared his throat: "If Mr. Wu Zong asked someone else, he might not know. That is me. I happened to be from the same place as Zuo Wuzhou, so I knew clearly."

This soul monk turned out to be Emperor Yunwu of Ronghe District back then, and now he is Yunwu Yu.

Yun Wuyu and his group of soul monks were encountered by the demon on the way, and were rescued by Ji Tong and Jin Wangfu Shan Xihua, disguised as Wu Zong.

No one else knew, and it was impossible for the True Soul Realm to know what Zuo Wuzhou had done in the Legal Soul Realm. Only Yun Wuyu knew Zuo Wuzhou's past most clearly, and he immediately explained it.

Yunwu Yuzui sighed: "After all, it's hard to explain in one sentence. We have to start talking about it from back then."

The Yunwu imperial palace actually only started from Sanmiao. It was from Sanmiao that Zuo Wuzhou really became famous. His experiences before that are basically unknown.

It's not that it's kept secret, but those who experienced it and knew it were basically all killed back then. No one can fully witness Zuo Wudan's soul cultivation path.

The first battle that I really embarked on the journey of soul cultivation was the first battle after becoming a Martial Lord, the battle to kill the original tyrant. The sequel was the fake floating treasure, and several battles with Ji Xiaomo and others.

Immediately afterwards, it was Xilin, who fought against two great warriors alone. Later, he broke into the Red Eaves Palace alone, set up a challenge for ten days, and killed four great warriors, etc. They all faded away with the wind.

What Yunwuyu knows and remembers is from Sanmiao.

First, he destroyed the Yunxiao Sect and the Dong Sect. With his own strength, he first disrupted the Grand Master Guild and killed the enemy Yaowu. Then he openly provoked the heroes, one against a hundred. Finally, he strangled the Husband Guild, and finally bravely faced hundreds of soul monks.
To be continued...