In Hongchi Mountain, Master Chongwu was startled when he heard that Master Yunling had arrived, and then asked someone to invite his ally up the mountain.
In the pavilion on the top of the mountain, Master Chongwu saw Master Yunling who had come here.
"Didn't I tell you to go back and wait for news? Why are you coming to Hongchi Mountain again?"
Master Chongwu was a little dissatisfied. If he didn't need this guy right now, he wouldn't bother to say more to him.
Master Yunling said with a mournful face, "While I was staying in the mountain, I always felt that the stupid Fuyao Heavenly Man was going to break through the mountain gate and kill me at some point. I couldn't eat anything, and no one could sleep."
Master Chongwu said helplessly: "I told you before, you just need to wait for my news. If Fuyao Tianren dares to go to your Yunling Mountain, can't I go to Guishan Mountain?"
Master Yunling sighed and said: "How can I rest assured that Qiuling Mountain and Nanhua Mountain are gone, and now Guishan Mountain is so powerful that I am really afraid that one day when I am meditating, that stupid Fuyao God will come to me,
I’m no match for him. Besides, I, Yunling Mountain, don’t have the foundation you have in Hongchi Mountain.”
Master Chongwu sighed, and finally said: "The Holy Mountain has sent me news, asking us to prepare for a battle with Guishan. They will arrive in an instant. When the time comes, it is said that there will be only one Fuyao Celestial Being, even if there are ten
, that is to say, just kill him."
Hearing this, Master Yunling's eyes lit up. He looked at Master Chongwu in front of him, "Seriously?"
His appearance in the eyes of Master Yunling in front of him naturally meant expectation. Master Chongwu nodded and said with a smile: "Don't worry, they can no longer be arrogant. When the time comes, we can go to the Holy Land together."
The mountain becomes..."
"I'll fuck your mother!"
Before he finished speaking, Master Yunling had already moved. He waved his sleeves, and an infinite and terrifying aura came out of his sleeves, which was extremely terrifying.
He is a strong man who has cultivated to Fuyun and is the master of a mountain. In fact, he is not much weaker than Master Chongwu. At this moment, something happened suddenly. Master Chongwu did not react for a while, and he was hit and fell backwards.
Count steps.
"Are you crazy?!"
He still doesn't know why Yunling is like this, but he knows that the person in front of him is definitely not someone pretending to be someone else. It is Yunling, not someone else.
"He's not crazy."
A figure appeared from a distance, it was Fuyao Tianren.
"You are crazy."
Fuyao Heavenly Man looked at Master Chongwu in front of him and said with a smile: "All madmen deserve to die."
"Fuyao Tianren?!"
Master Chongwu looked at Fuyao Tianren in front of him, and then pointed angrily at Master Yunling in front of him, "What benefits did he promise you to let you do such a betrayal?!"
Master Yunling said with a cold face, "What kind of betrayal? You really think that I am as crazy as you."
Fuyao Celestial Being looked at him with a smile and explained kindly, "Yunling and I have been friends for a long time. He told me when you came to find him."
Master Chongwu's face turned pale. Hearing these words, he became even more angry, but he was speechless.
"Chongwu, Chongwu, do you really think you can enter the Holy Mountain and become one of them?"
Fuyao Heavenly Man sneered: "In my opinion, you are just being used. When you and us kill each other, you will die in the end."
Master Chongwu suddenly sneered: "I don't know what will happen next, but you are going to die first today!"
"Yunling, do you really think that calling Fuyao Heavenly Man can kill me? Destroy my Hongchi Mountain?"
Master Chongwu laughed and said, "You don't know who is in my mountain?"
As he opened his mouth, a stream of light suddenly flew into the sky and finally crashed into a certain mountain peak.
Fuyao Heavenly Man looked at the stream of light and did not stop it, but said: "Yes, who is there in the mountain? It's just three old monsters."
Master Chongwu was startled, but before he could speak, he saw Master Fuyao reaching out his hand and crushing a jade tablet.
As the mountain master of Hongchi Mountain, how could he not see that that was where the eye of his mountain-protecting formation was located. As soon as the jade tablet was broken, the formation was immediately broken.
"Why, do you think I'm going to run away?"
Fuyao Celestial Being had never appeared before, so he was actually looking for this thing. Of course, he broke through the mountain-protecting formation not because he wanted to run away.
Just to let people in.
Master Chongwu's face became very ugly. He suddenly felt a very dangerous aura, and he felt something was wrong.
Fuyao Heavenly Man was too lazy to talk nonsense to him, and just said: "Chongwu, you deserve to die."
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Three terrifying auras appeared in Hongchi Mountain. On a certain mountain peak, these were the three strongest people who had been hiding in Hongchi Mountain.
They have been practicing for many years and their lifespan is short. They are just waiting to enter the holy mountain one day and continue to extend their lifespan.
But soon, a sword energy suddenly fell from the sky.
A middle-aged man with a head full of black and white mixed with long hair drew his sword indifferently, his breath was surging, very scary.
There are few sword cultivators overseas, and the most powerful sword cultivator in the world happens to be this person.
His swordsmanship is so high that it makes people feel scary.
As he drew his sword, a figure with blood as deep as the abyss also stepped into Hongchi Mountain. The boiling blood seemed to reflect the entire sky.
The master of the Sword Sect felt this majestic energy and blood, and laughed loudly: "If I can fight side by side with His Majesty, I will have no regrets in this life!"
At the same time, a towering willow tree appeared in the clouds.
The leader of the Chaolu Sect, who always wore red clothes, was so powerful at this moment that he laughed and said, "Count me in!"
Then there was a sword light coming from a distance.
He is also a Fuyun Sword Immortal.
The four people joined forces and took action one after another, and countless swords, light and energy machines fell together.
Although those three old guys have long been one of the strong men in this world, they are also feeling the pressure at this moment. The four people in front of them, except for the man in red who sacrificed the willow tree, the other three,
The aura is very strong, not weaker than theirs.
Especially the middle-aged sword wielder and that one were so powerful that they were all horrified.
Behind these people, there are actually a large number of monks who have reached the clouds.
The monks from Guishan and Yunling Mountains are all here at this moment.
The four overseas divisions are headed by Nanhua Mountain, Guishan Mountain, Hongchi Mountain and Yunling Mountain respectively.
Now among the four tribes, Nanhua Mountain has been destroyed. How can Hongchi Mountain resist the combination of Guishan Mountain and Yunling Mountain?
The monks in Hongchi Mountain only feel that the end is approaching at this moment. The so-called annihilation has not yet come. If it does come, it seems to be no different from today.
There were sounds of fighting and crying everywhere.
The destruction of Hongchi Mountain is inevitable today.
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Under the pavilion, Zhenren Chongwu, whose vitality was already weak, showed a look of despair in his eyes.
Fuyao Heavenly Man looked at him and said calmly: "Do you think someone will really come to save you?"
Master Chongwu coughed up a large mouthful of blood, but he laughed, "Even if Hongchi Mountain is gone, you will still die."
Fuyao Heavenly Man walked over, looked at Master Chongwu and shook his head: "Even if that day comes, you won't be able to see it."
As he spoke, he slapped his head to pieces.
Master Yunling looked at this scene and sighed.
Although he was so impassioned as he said before, he really didn't have the slightest confidence to face that holy mountain.
That holy mountain is mysterious and powerful. There are so many monks in it and their realms are so high that he has no confidence at all.
Fuyao Tianren saw what his old friend was thinking, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile: "What are you worried about? There are so many of us."
Master Yunling had a headache, "Is this a problem of too many people and too few people?"
Fuyao Tianren scratched his head, "But there are really many of us."
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A decree had already spread throughout the overseas world when Fuyao Heavenly Man left Guishan.
The leader of the Fuyao Sect told many overseas monks about the current situation in the edict, and then at the end of the edict, he put forward his own demands.
"Wangyou Dudu and Brother Fuyun will all go to Mount Guishan."
"If anyone is disrespectful, kill them all!"
Nowadays, the will needs to be unified.
The monks who saw this edict were still hesitant.
Then I heard extremely horrific news.
"Hongchi Mountain is gone, but Yunling Mountain has always been together with Guishan Mountain!"
The four tribes have reached such a situation. Nanhua Mountain and Hongchi Mountain are gone. Guishan and Yunling Mountain are actually the absolute rulers.
As for Fuyao Tianren, he is actually a person from overseas, and what he says... really counts.
Thinking about this, everyone fell silent, and then silently embarked on the road to Guishan.
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After watching the rain on Mount Guishan, the girl in white went down the mountain.
She crossed the sea and went to a place where there were deer.
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Luming Temple.
At the back of the mountain, the old monk was very old. He couldn't even open his eyes, as if he was going to die soon.
Yes, he has lived for many years and has already lived enough.
But actually no.
Who would think that they have had enough?
The old monk smiled, and his long eyebrows hung on the ground, looking like withered roots of an old tree.
The sunlight shines in the small temple, and the dust in the air can be seen clearly.
The old monk tried hard to open his cloudy eyes, trying to see the sunlight.
But he suddenly felt so dazzling, as if the sun was heading towards him.
He frowned.
"Little monk."
A girl's voice sounded.
The old monk was startled, looked forward, and saw a girl in white walking towards him.
"You are so old, you are going to die of old age."
When the old monk heard this, he didn't answer. He just remembered the first time he saw her. At that time, he was really just a young monk.
"Since we are going to die, then come with me to do something."
The girl in white looked at him and said with a smile: "Maybe if we do it, we won't die."
The old monk did not speak, but remained silent for a long time.
He is dying.
There's nothing to be afraid of. If you can still live, that's great.
So he thought about it, and for the first time he didn't reject the girl in white in front of him. What he said was, "Okay."
What's strange is that when he spoke, his voice didn't sound aged, but became very childish.
It turned out that his long eyebrows and wrinkles on his face had faded away and became smaller.