Looking at the figure of the man in Xue Qian's arms, the whole place was silent. There were tens of thousands of monks, but no one dared to step forward to stop him.
But just when the whole place was silent, a sharp roar suddenly sounded. Mu Yan's face was full of resentment, and he shouted almost madly:
"Stop them! Don't let Sirius leave Fahua Mountain alive. What are the six formation spirits going to eat? Hurry up...!"
Mu Yan's voice stopped suddenly before he finished speaking. A bloody spear flashed with blood and was as powerful as lightning. With a pop, it penetrated Mu Yan's chest and flew back quickly against Mu Yan's body.
Nailed on the Yaksha Pillar.
The red gun barrel trembled, Mu Yan's eyes suddenly bulged, and a large mouthful of blood overflowed from his mouth. He raised his head with difficulty, and looked at Sirius with resentment, as if he wanted to kill Sirius with his resentful eyes. Finally, he tilted his head, full of anger.
He died unwillingly...
Mu Yan's death directly defeated the Fahua Sect disciples. With the last remaining fighting spirit left, the next thing became very simple.
Xudong did not order the massacre, because the remaining people, even if they lost their fighting spirit, were still a terrifying force if they were forced to do so.
In the end, everyone in the Fahua camp gave up resistance and left safely, but the price of leaving was all the cultivation resources they had. Including spiritual stones, spells, jade slips, magic weapons, talismans, formations...
Without these resources, in this chaotic wilderness where demon cultivators are rampant, their fate can be imagined.
Or he was easily killed by others and became a ghost in the wilderness. Perhaps he hunted others, sought resources from their blood, and accumulated them again.
Winner and loser! From the moment they made a choice and stood in the Fahua camp, their fate was already determined!
But no matter what their outcome is, their fate has nothing to do with the Tuluo Sect.
After the great victory, the Tuluo Sect occupied the Fahua Mountains and officially changed its name to the Tuluo Mountains. Two days later, a banquet was held outside the mountain gate to entertain the powerful men of the wasteland, fulfilling the bold promise that Sirius had once made:
Three days later, a big banquet was held in front of Fahua Mountain to entertain all the heroes!
However, the number of people able to attend this banquet dropped sharply from nearly forty to less than twenty.
On the day of the banquet, Tianlang did not attend, Xudong hosted it.
At the banquet, the distribution of forces in this corner of the wasteland was redrawn. Which sect was stationed where and how much resources it occupied were all decided by Xudong, and no one had the slightest objection!
In this way, after the great change, everything around the wasteland was renewed. There were originally nearly forty sects, large and small, and less than twenty were left. However, these twenty sects became more powerful, and all of them surrendered to Tu Luo.
Under the door.
This corner of the fiercely turbulent wasteland finally calmed down again, and this calm lasted for five years.
In the past five years, the major forces were under the control of the Tuluo Sect. Although they still had constant disputes with each other, no sect dared to offend the authority of the Tuluo Sect. The prestige of the Tuluo Sect today is far greater than that of the Fa in those days.
magnificent.
Moreover, in the past five years, some new sects have emerged, gradually filling the vacancies in the sects that collapsed along with the Lotus Sect.
However, the rise of every sect requires the approval of the Tuluo Sect in advance.
The life and death of a sect is all determined by Tu Luo's order. Without the approval of Tu Luo Sect, no force can gain a firm foothold in this wasteland.
The Tuluo Sect's way of controlling the heroes is completely different from the Fahua Sect back then. The Fahua Sect only requires each major sect to pay tribute and offer fire crystals every year. But what the Tuluo Sect wants is people!
Each sect does not need to offer fire crystals to the Tuluo Sect, but it must offer ten foundation-building disciples under the age of forty to the Tuluo Sect every year.
Coupled with the expansion of Tu Luo Sect's own strength, Tu Luo Sect's sect strength has continued to advance by leaps and bounds in the past five years, waiting to extract the superior strength of each major sect to enrich itself.
Such a thing would be difficult to achieve in the outside world, but here is a wildfire wasteland, so there is no problem in doing so.
Because the disciples of various sects in the wasteland did not have much sense of belonging to their respective sects, and joining the more powerful Tuluo Sect was a dream for them.
The major sect leaders only seek their own interests and do not care about the future of the sect. As long as they can occupy sufficient resources, any requirements of the Tuluo Sect can be met.
In the past five years, Tu Luo Sect has grown from the original size of more than 2,000 people to more than 7,000 people, and all of them are elite disciples. It has firmly controlled seven sects such as Baigui Cave and Netherworld Valley, becoming Tu Luo Sect.
There are seven branches of Luo Zong.
Except for the low-level disciples with weak cultivation bases, Tuluo Sect can now directly mobilize more than 20,000 active forces, and they have truly grown into the overlord of the party.
On the top of Tuluo Peak, the Mountain and River Hall that day had been destroyed by Sirius' blow, but now, an exquisite pavilion has been built.
The stars are dotted, and the night is dark.
Sirius was sitting in the attic by the window, holding a circular pendant in his right hand, looking at the Star God's Tears reflecting the light of stars all over the sky, and his eyes showed a bit of confusion.
On the side of the window opposite the Tears of Stars, crystal light flashed, reflecting the scene on the cliff outside the window.
Xue Qian has a graceful figure, standing on the edge of the cliff, with bloody hair flying in the wind. With a faint smile on her face, she stretches out her right hand and holds a purple Ganoderma lucidum.
In the bright moonlight, three black shadows flew forward, got very close, and turned into three spiritual white cranes.
One of them flew over first, gently picked up the Ganoderma lucidum in Xue Qian's hand, and lifted it up into the air.
The two cranes followed closely behind, flying past in front of Xue Qian, and let out several loud calls. As the first crane circled and danced above Xue Qian's head, after a long time, they flew away one after another.
In mid-air, three groups of glowing red blood essence slowly sank down, merged into one stream, and turned into a red blood glow that was sucked into Xue Qian's mouth. Her slightly pale cheeks suddenly turned a faint bright red, bright and moving.
At this moment, a burst of bright fire suddenly appeared in the back mountain, illuminating half of the sky.
In the firelight, a huge red shadow rose from the crater of a volcano, vibrating its wings, unfolding a perfect dragon shape full of power, and roared to the sky!
The roaring sound shook the mountains and fields. Xue Qian on the cliff suddenly frowned slightly, glanced towards the back mountain, shook her head, and whispered in a low voice:
"This stupid dragon has grown to more than ten feet long after sleeping for half a year after absorbing the remaining keel essence of the bone dragon five years ago. He soaks in the volcano every day and runs out to blindly blind himself when he has nothing to do.
She's not as cute as she was when she was little."
Sirius in the attic was also interrupted by the dragon's roar. He slowly withdrew his gaze from the Tears of the Star God, put it around his neck again, and buried it in his collar with great care.
After putting away the Star God's Tears, Sirius turned to look out the window. When he saw the graceful shadow on the edge of the cliff, a soft color suddenly appeared on his face, and he said calmly: "Xue Qian, come and sit for a while."
When Xue Qian heard Sirius' call, a smile suddenly appeared on her face, turning into a red shadow. She walked to the window in a few steps, turned over and jumped in. She sat down opposite Sirius and said with a sweet smile: "Master."
Sirius nodded lightly, stretched out his hand, and suddenly a low table appeared between the two of them. He took out three jade cups and placed them on the table, conjuring a pot of fine wine and filling the three jade cups with fine wine.
Seeing Tian Lang take out three cups, Xue Qian was startled, then her eyes flashed and she looked sideways.
Just as Xue Qian's eyes turned, the void around him fluctuated. Xudong, wearing purple clothes, took a step forward. When he saw the three jade cups on the table, he was startled for a moment, then sat down and said with a smile: "Look
I came at the right time."
"Yes, you really know how to choose the right time. You arrived just as the master brought out the wine. Did you rush over after smelling the smell of wine?" Xue Qian chuckled and joked.
"Yes, Tianlang's wine is so fragrant, I can smell it from a long distance away," Xudong laughed.
Sirius picked up a jade cup in silence, drank it down in one gulp, turned to look at Xue Qian and Xudong, and said calmly: "The three of us have been together for five years."
Xudong was startled when he heard this, then nodded slowly, sighed, and said with some emotion: "Yes, it has been five years, and the princess has become a marquis. Time flies so fast."
Xue Qian was also filled with emotion, and then looked at Sirius with some confusion, feeling that there was something different about Sirius today, because in the past five years, Sirius had never had such emotion.
Facing Xue Qian's gaze, Tianlang instantly understood what Xue Qian was thinking, smiled softly, and said calmly:
"I don't mean anything. It's just that after five years, you two have been my most trusted people. I think it's time for you to know my secret."
"Master, you mean..." Xue Qian suddenly opened her eyes wide with a strange look on her face. Until now, Tianlang had never mentioned her past, so naturally she and Xudong were inconvenient to ask about it.
In the past five years, she only knew that Sirius had a deep hatred and came from the Eastern Continent. As for what Sirius had experienced, she did not know everything. Now that Sirius wanted to speak out, he suddenly showed concern.
When Xudong heard this, he also stared at Tianlang, silently, with a look of interest in his eyes.
After five years of facing each other day and night, Tianlang and Xue Qian Xudong have established a considerable relationship. Different from the relationship with Mu Shuang, it was based on the strong feeling of being cared for for the first time.
His relationship with Xue Qian Xudong was completely based on the ordinary relationship. Over time, it developed naturally.
Now, in addition to Mu Shuang, there are two more trustworthy people in Tianlang's life. Tianlang never talks about it, but he cherishes it very much in his heart. Finally, today, he said it to the two of them.
Worry.
Sirius' eyes flickered slightly, he calmly picked up the flask, and slowly poured the sweet wine into the jade cup. Amid the fluctuations of the water surface, his expression was calm and he spoke calmly:
"My real name has been forgotten. I was kidnapped by the Rakshasa Sect, the top killer organization in the Eastern Continent, from the age of six, and trained as a killer. Within ten years...
…
It was that time that I killed all the remaining killers and escaped from the Rakshasa Sect. In order to avoid the pursuit of the Rakshasa Sect, I secretly sneaked into the Xuanxing Sect...
…
I was seriously injured by a blow from King Qingjiao. I thought I would definitely die, but was later saved by Mu Shuang.
She helped me bandage my wound, and I will never forget her gentle eyes at that time, and her focused look while bandaging me. The feeling is beyond words.
To others, these may not be anything, at most they are just touching. But for me at that time, it was enough, enough for me to devote my life to it...
…
After receiving the Xuanxing inheritance, I returned to my residence and killed the two He family children with the Starfall Sky Pendant, but I didn't want to be discovered by Mu Shuang, but she didn't take action against me, but secretly let me go.
.
…
Sirius lowered his eyes, looked at the ripples of flesh in the jade cup, and spoke calmly.
Xue Qian and Xu Dong were silent and listened quietly, with expressions of ecstasy. As Tian Lang narrated, they slowly understood everything about Tian Lang's past.
"After leaving the God of War Xuanjie, Mu Shuang and I encountered the Rakshasa Sect's pursuit. We killed the first wave of killers, but we didn't expect that this was just the beginning of a trap. When I sent Mu Shuang to the foot of Morning Star Mountain
When it fell, the real murderous intention unfolded..."
Even though five years have passed, when he mentioned this, Sirius' calm tone still couldn't help but become urgent, showing the fluctuations in his mood.
"Tianlin, Tiangui, Tiansha, three killers with the same name as me besieged us. Originally, we had no chance, but by coincidence, I triggered the immortal demon transformation and killed all three of them.
Under the knife.
But everything didn't end when they were killed. After the three of them died, the instructor came out. "
Sirius's words trembled slightly, and his eyes gradually turned sharp, showing the violent fluctuations in his heart.
"The instructor is too powerful. Even with the magic transformation, I can't compete with him, I can only delay."
But as time went by, the power of the Immortal Demon Transformation gradually weakened, and I was almost defeated. But at this moment, perhaps because I delayed for too long, exceeding the expectations of the Rakshasa Sect, I did not do anything in advance.
Be prepared, two Xuanxing disciples unexpectedly passed by our battlefield.
When the instructor saw that the mission failed and he couldn't kill me, he attacked Mu Shuang and slapped Mu Shuang's Tianling Cap with his palm."
At this point, Sirius' eyes instantly became sharp, his breathing became rapid, and the wine in the jade cup rippled, even spilling out of the cup.
"Mu Shuang lay down slowly in front of my eyes like this.
However, I couldn't step forward to take a look at her, or even go over to confirm whether she was alive or dead, because I wanted to avenge her!
I can’t let people from Xuanxing Sect see me!”
Sirius's words were full of helplessness, and there was a surge of raging anger. Even though he tried his best to suppress it, he could still feel the violent fluctuations of his emotions.
After spending five years together with Tianlang, Tianlang has always been calm and calm. Xue Qian and Xudong have never seen Tianlang behave like this. When they looked at each other, they both saw the deep sigh in each other's eyes.
Xue Qian sighed, looked at Tianlang, and said complicatedly: "So the master came to Zhongzhou and established the Tuluo Sect, which means that one day he will return to the Eastern Continent, slaughter the Rakshasa Sect, and avenge Sister Mu Shuang?"
"Perhaps, to Mu Shuang, I am just her Sirius eldest brother, and my weight in her heart is even less than that of his senior brother.
However, she is everything to me, and I will definitely avenge her."
Sirius nodded slowly, his eyes flashed with light, he took a deep breath and gradually calmed down his mood.
After all, five years have passed. Although his heart was wrenching every time he recalled it, Sirius had gradually gotten used to it and learned to bury the pain deep in his heart. Soon, he returned to normal.
Slowly turning his head, looking at the moonlight outside the window, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.