Shocked to see this horrifying scene, everyone on the school martial arts platform was excited. They all took a step forward, holding weapons tightly in their hands, with expressions of resentment on their faces. Dozens of brown-clothed soldiers on the northernmost side
The disciples even swarmed forward and surrounded the Blood Demon.
"Devil! Let the elders of my sect and all the hall masters go!"
Among the brown clothes, a white shirt came forward gracefully, with murderous intent in his cold eyes, and a green long sword pointed across the sky. It was Bai Nishang, the first person of the younger generation in Wangumen.
"Well? I asked why there is no one else in Wangu Gate except those old guys. It turns out they are hiding in Kunlun Hall. Great, we just happened to clean it up together."
There was bloodthirsty murderous intent in the blood demon's eyes, and his cold words made people tremble all over.
"Shenghua, don't go too far!"
Han Xiangnan had a frosty look on his face, and the Green Cold Sword came out across the air and hung in the air.
"Hey, isn't this the useless sword that senior brother stole back then?"
The Blood Demon pretended to be surprised and looked at the Cuihan Sword that was spinning in mid-air with a look of contempt on his face.
"Come die!"
Han Xiangnan roared angrily and followed the shadow with his sword, and the cold murderous aura turned into thousands of sword shadows and flew towards him.
"Are you my opponent? It wasn't the same thing a thousand years ago and it still won't be the same thing a thousand years later!"
With arrogant words and Hong Guoguo's disdain, the Blood Demon lightly waved his right palm, and the powerful demonic energy shot out thousands of rays of brilliance. With a single finger, the sword energy was broken with a flick of his finger.
Han Xiangnan stepped back more than a dozen steps before he regained his balance. His face turned pale and ugly, and he was completely defeated in one move. Why!
Han Xiangnan's eyes were filled with hatred and murderous intent. However, the gap in strength was too great. If not for that battle a thousand years ago, how could there still be Shenghua today!
"Devil! Stop being so arrogant!"
A sharp shout added to his domineering aura, and the blue figure came like a bolt of lightning with his sword raised. The Blood Demon narrowed his eyes and took action instantly.
"Shenghua, stop it, don't hurt my son's life!"
Han Xiangnan's face changed drastically, and the frightened look was revealed in his eyes without concealment. He begged that the person who came was none other than Han Zhengyi, Han Xiangnan's only son.
The Blood Demon frowned, moved his fingertips slightly, and hit the person on the shoulder. With a groan, the blue figure flew out and landed hard on the ground. Han Xiangnan hurriedly ran over to help him up.
"Zhengyi, are you okay?"
Han Xiangnan asked with concern, a look of worry on his face. His behavior made all the disciples around him look strange, and some of them were even cursing in a low voice. If Han Xiangnan hadn't doted on this boy so much, how could he have caused this to happen?
So many people are angry.
Han Zhengyi relied on his father as the head of the Kunlun Temple. He was domineering and arrogant on weekdays, and often had conflicts with his disciples. His father also had a tendency to protect him time and time again, which led to Han Zhengyi and many Kunlun Temple disciples.
There is a gap in between.
"Dad, I'm fine!"
Han Zheng said fiercely, the anger in his eyes seemed to burn the blood demon in front of him to ashes.
"Well? This is Junior Sister Zitong's son? Yes, yes."
The blood demon showed a soft look in his eyes and ignored Han Zhengyi's angry look.
If Junior Sister Zitong hadn't blocked that slap for him back then, I'm afraid he would have been out of his mind a long time ago. If there was a chance, this love would still be with his son.
The gentleness of longing flashed in the blood demon's eyes, as if he was recalling the prosperous years of those years.
"He is my son!"
Han Xiangnan said coldly, that soft purple tone made Han Xiangnan jealous, why was his beloved junior sister devoted to a lunatic who only knew how to practice!
The Blood Demon glanced at Han Xiangnan with a complicated expression for the first time, sighed in his heart and said nothing.
...
"Ouch..."
A mournful cry came, and the sword light cut through the chaotic airflow, cutting off the head of a lion beast. In the wild and foreign land, Qingyao panted heavily and staggered forward slowly.
"Uncle, are you okay?"
Jiang Yunchen's expression was complicated. He wanted to step forward and help his uncle, but now he could only watch from a distance. Good and evil were not mutually exclusive. Not taking action in such a strange space was his biggest setback and bottom line.
Now, after leaving here, the only way to slay the demons is with the sword.
Qing Yao did not reply, but nodded slightly, signaling Jiang Yunchen to follow him quickly. Jiang Yunchen smiled bitterly. Everything in the world is confusing.
He was picked up and adopted by his master Zhang Qiming when he was a child. Except for the words "Jiang Yunchen" on his bellyband, his parents never left anything for him.
Uncle Qingyao takes care of himself far more than his master. After all, women are attentive and naturally know how to take care of their children. If master is his savior, then uncle Qingyao is his reincarnated father and mother.
The scenes of beautiful memories in his mind made Jiang Yunchen extremely painful. Could it be that the sky is playing tricks on people like this?
...
"Master Immortal, where are we going?"
In the dark and chaotic space, Cheng Chi slowly followed Zhang Daoling. In front of him, the dark figure Chu Zhenxiong held a heavenly sword and looked majestic. He really killed people when he stood in his way, and killed the Buddha when he stood in his way.
Just when the Lion and the Roc was about to hurt Zhang Daoling, Chu Zhenxiong, the black figure who had been motionless and dumbfounded beside him, suddenly shouted coldly, and the Heavenly Sword unsheathed, killing the Lion and the Roc with one blow, and then Zhang Daoling
He inexplicably sensed the thoughts of the black shadow Chu Zhenxiong, and was able to form a spiritual resonance with him. It has to be said that Zhang Daoling's luck is beyond heaven.
"Shut up! If it weren't for you, I would have lost my treasure bag! The things in it are all my belongings."
Zhang Daoling said with heartache.
"I see that this space is boundless, and it will only take us years and months to reach the end!"
Cheng Chi drooped his listless head and muttered in a low voice.
Although there is still deep sadness in his eyes, his expression has improved a lot.
"We'll walk a little further and we'll reach the center of a wild and foreign land. There is a Moro tree there. The back of the Moro tree is the exit of this space."
Zhang Daoling narrowed his eyes, looked at the faint undulating outline in the distance and said.
"Master Immortal, you wouldn't say it's the place where the shadows are, right?"
Cheng Chi looked up and saw faint shadows in the distance. Visually, the distance was really far away.
"You brat, let's go!"
Zhang Daoling said angrily, losing the treasure bag would be a huge blow to him.
As the saying goes, Wangchuan is a dead horse. Although they have tried their best to overestimate the distance, it is still beyond their imagination. They don’t know how long they have walked, let alone how many lion beasts and some unknown animals they have killed.
Little monsters, they finally came to the huge Moro tree victoriously.
The Moro tree is completely black and has luxuriant branches. The translucent leaves are like black agate, crystal clear. The thick trunk is as big as a small house, and the twisted branches stretch into the distance.
"Wow! So big!"
Cheng Chi curiously looked at the huge Moro tree in front of him and marveled. Such a huge tree is really rare. If placed in the mortal world, it would definitely be a pillar.
"Wow! My treasure bag!"
Zhang Daoling screamed strangely and ran toward a branch of the Moro tree as if he was flying.
"Bang", "bang", "bang"...
Just when Zhang Daoling got the treasure bag, a loud explosion came from the ground, and the entire space suddenly shook violently, and the surrounding airflow instantly became extremely chaotic.