In the immortal world, Taihuang City, the hot sun shone directly on the top of Liuzhou Mountain. Suddenly, huge dark clouds enveloped the void of Liuzhou Mountain, causing the entire day to be covered by dark clouds in an instant. Then, red red glows floated into the void, which was intimidating.

The earth shook violently, and even the sky made waves of roaring sounds, layer by layer of dark clouds. They rose and fell one after another, as if proclaiming the earth.

Treasures appear, the storm and clouds surging; the dark day changes, the treasures appear, shaking the sky.

The story begins here, and the juicy talent falls here, but the story does not end here, and the future is still unpredictable.

Six days later, outside Liuzhou Mountain, a figure appeared at the top of the void holding a black spear. His body was covered with scars, and his black hair was flying in the void. His sword eyebrows were straight, his face was fair, and his handsome. His blue robe was automatically in the wind without wind, and his eyes were filled with a hint of frivolity and unruly.

The cold eyes glanced around and saw a cultivator appearing in the void. They each stood in white clothes, holding flying swords, whisks, silver circles and other magic weapons in the void, looking parallel to the man in the blue robe, with different sharp edges flashing in their eyes.

The breeze blew across their clothes, giving them a fairy-like demeanor.

"Only gun, Ren Yixun. You can't escape. Those who know the truth, hand over the things, we will never kill you." A white-haired old man stared at Ren Yixun with a whisk and shouted loudly.

"Yes. As long as you call out the things, our ten sects will never turn over the old accounts of the past. Otherwise, we will let you lose your soul." A slightly fat old man holding a jade tripod responded when he heard this, but the threat in his eyes became stronger and his eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.

"Ruohai Sect, Luoku Sect. Let's stop talking nonsense to him. Kill him, that thing will be ours." A thin man holding a flying sword said in dissuasion, with a cold and cold light flashing in his eyes.

At this time, the void was already covered with people, and there were figures coming quickly in the distance. Ren Yixun looked at everyone coldly, looking at the cultivators with fairy spirits but a hypocritical face, a arrogant smile gradually appeared on their faces.

Ren Yixun. The lonely spear and shadow of Ren Yixun. Who can't tell me this name? One of the four most beautiful geniuses in Taihuang City is also a legendary figure. He entered the Golden Pill at the age of nineteen and entered the Nascent Soul Stage at the age of twenty-three. The road to cultivation of immortals is so bumpy and cruel that it will inevitably arouse hatred. The biggest force among them is Taihuang City.

Because Yixun snatched the woman of the Emperor, the number one beauty in the cultivation world, Luo Yuqing.

In that battle for three days and three nights, Ren Yixun held a black gun. Liuxu Hanxue, and the black gun was like a shadow. He killed hundreds of Nascent Soul cultivators and thousands of Jindan cultivators, including one of them. This battle was his famous battle, and it was also his grief.

Because, in that battle, Luo Yuqing died. But Yixun sealed demons for her, slaughtered thousands of monks, and became a frightened wandering cultivator, and his only way to kill. Usually, everyone would only turn a blind eye. After all, no one wants to offend a wandering cultivator, and this is still a killing cultivator.

At least no one wants to be an enemy before Ren Yixun obtained the treasure. After all, everyone is not a fool, but everything has changed. Because the treasure was born, and the treasure was still in Ren Yixun's hands.

"Haha, the ten major sects are just clowns in my eyes. I always endure it again and again withstand me. Why? Now I can't stand it anymore for this treasure." Ren Yixun put away his black gun, and a round bead as big as a palm appeared in his hand, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "I really can't see what's outstanding about this thing, which makes you crazy about it."

"Hmph, I'm usually polite to you. If you don't hand it over, we'll be polite to you." The white-haired old man stepped out, and a sharp edge burst out in his eyes.

"Haha. Old Master Qiu, you're farting. No one can take care of what I, Ren Yixun, want to do? I won't hand over today. What can you do with me?" Ren Yixun stepped on his foot, and a strong sense of killing rushed into the sky, making people tremble.

"Okay. OK. OK." Old Dao Qiu was so angry that the whisk in his hand drifted with purple light, and he snorted coldly: "I want you to die."

"Haha." Ren Yixun let out a long roar and said, "Die? I, who have Ren Yixun been afraid of? I want to take things, okay. Then kill me." Yixun held the treasure and sent it to his mouth, with a hint of madness and grief in his eyes.

Death may be the best relief.

"This madman." After seeing this scene, people from the ten major sects cursed. Before, they knew that Ren Yixun was arbitrary and unrestrained, and did whatever he liked. He was an enraged madman who pursued great freedom.

But now, they truly feel Ren Yixun’s arbitrary and madness.

This is simply a madman. In fact, it is a praising saying that he is a madman. However, who can understand behind Ren Yixun? Perhaps only Taihuang himself can deeply understand it.

To become a demon for love, killing a thousand people is to kill, and killing ten thousand people is to kill;

The devil in the heart is born, tortured day and night, and he tugged Ren Yixun's heartstrings every moment;

But does he regret it for love? Looking at those pairs of survival eyes, does he regret it?

No, he doesn't regret it. He only regrets his incompetence and his powerlessness. He can't even protect his own woman. He can only watch her death, her closed eyes, and her cold body.

He hates himself and the world; he kills others, but he is also killing himself. Now he only wants to die so that he will no longer be tortured...

I saw him take out a stone silhouette (musical instrument), and Ren Yixun blew his longing, and his simple tone rippled away. The simple sound was intimidating. At this time, the sound of nature changed the surrounding scenery...

I saw a woman in purple playing the guqin lightly. The sound of the piano was as ethereal as the sound of the sky, moving. The woman's face was beautiful, like a fairy, making it difficult to see her gaze away.

Not far away, a handsome boy with light black hair, revealing a hint of frivolity and pride. The trunk in his hand cooperates with the sound of the piano to create a beautiful picture, like a fairyland... Suddenly the woman smiled, bewildering the whole country and the city was bewildered.

The sound of the twilight is still the same, but the music becomes more rapid, and the picture suddenly changes...

A handsome boy pulled the woman's wrist and rushed out of the city. Countless figures flew up behind them. The woman's eyes were filled with fear and fear. Looking at the handsome boy in front of her, her eyes were covered with tears and worry.

The music surged, and a figure roared out. The handsome man held a black gun, snowflakes flying all over the sky, and blood splashed everywhere...

One by one, one by one, the musical talismans rose up in a high pitch... Suddenly, the music changed drastically, making people feel the heart-wrenching pain

In the picture... I saw a handsome boy holding a woman, whistling and roaring

At the end of the song, a line of tears fell in Ren Yixun's eyes, with regret, pain, and endless ridicule; suddenly, he smiled, with a arrogant smile in his eyes...

His breath was subsided, and he took out a black spear, and a killing sound burst out from his eyes, shouting: "Come on. Kill me, this thing is yours. But who will fall into this family? Haha, then I don't know. But today, you will fight, and you will fight if you don't fight."

After the words fell, a stream of killing sounded soaring into the sky, and his eyes were filled with solemn and murderous thoughts. Widths of snowflakes appeared in the void and floated in everyone's sight.

At this moment, the elders of the ten sects all showed ugly expressions. What a flower fell into someone's family. But for the sake of treasure, even if they lose their lives, they still have to fight. Everyone's eyes flashed slightly, and then the magic weapon in their hands flew out, heading towards Ren Yixun with colorful light.

Ren Yixun stepped forward, and the terrifying killing intention enveloped the audience. He swung his spear and disappeared from the spot. The next time he appeared, he was already in the snowflakes, and a black shadow flashed out and stabbed towards Old Dao Qiu in anger.

"That's the photography of the cold gun." Looking at the fierce cold gun, everyone's eyes trembled slightly.

At this moment, they were shocked. Ren Yixun was worthy of being a brilliant genius. Not only did he succeed in the way of snowflakes, but he also achieved great success in the way of killing, but he also achieved great success in the way of wind. He could also use the three paths to unite and use a fatal shot.

Strong, strong, so strong. If there is no inner demon, this son will definitely become an immortal.

The terrible killing intention enveloped his whole body, and the white-haired old man felt like he was being bound. At this time, his fingers changed and he saw a fairy sword slashing towards Yixun from his sleeve.

Ren Yixun shouted loudly, and when he pulled out his spear, the fairy sword was thrown out. The intimidating cold spear roared out again.

The terrible killing intention gathered on the gun light, and then passed through the old man's arm, blood splattered. The white-haired old man let out a howl, and his right hand was penetrated by Yixun, and the bright red blood flowed out. His eyes were too long, he stared at Yixun, and shouted: "I want you to die."

Looking at his angry look, Ren Yixun chuckled, and threw out the black gun in his hand again, and the killing intention in the void was even better.

Old Taoist Qiu shouted, and saw a huge dragon-swalking tripod appearing in the void and smashing towards Ren Yixun. Yixun's eyes narrowed slightly, and the black spear in his hand did not retreat but advanced. A sharp clanging sound came from the void, and Yixun's spear hit the dragon-swalking tripod, as if he was about to smash the entire dragon-swalking tripod.

Old Qiu's eyes trembled slightly. This boy had a strong sense of killing, and he was about to tear my dragon-swallowing tripod. Then his eyes trembled, and a silver ring appeared in his hand, and he shouted: "If you old guys don't take action together, then I'll leave."

What they were thinking about, how could Old Dao Qiu not understand? Isn’t it just that he wanted to lose a competitor to grab the treasure? Sure enough, Boss Qiu’s words suddenly made everyone use their means, and countless colorful rays of light roar towards Ren Yixun in the void.

The rays of clouds were accompanied by powerful pressure, as if the rolling mountains and rivers were swallowing, and then silver rings locked Yixun's limbs.

The light shone brightly, and a loud rumbling sound came from my ears.

Strength, although Ren Yixun is strong, it is impossible to have a casual cultivator fight against ten celestial immortals and hundreds of scattered immortals. I saw rays of light filled the entire sky...

At this moment, Ren Yixun seemed to see a graceful figure in front of him, purple clothes and a beautiful smile on his face... and his consciousness slowly disappeared at this moment

There was a trace of tears flowing in my eyes

The glow dissipated, and the void returned to peace, but Ren Yixun's figure disappeared, and even the figure of the treasure disappeared...

"Boom~" The land of China, the ancient city of China, and the sky cuts through the hideous thunderbow...

Inside the eaves, a woman was stroking her stomach, with a hint of sorrow in her eyes and said, "I'm sorry, my child, you should stay with your father in the future. Remember to be an ordinary person."

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