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Chapter 188 The setting sun is like blood

dusk.

The setting sun is like blood.

The sunset in the desert is more desolate and tragic than in the Central Plains.

The fiery red sunset is like a beating heart, slowly sinking into the vast sea of ​​sand, taking away most of the light between heaven and earth.

The last red light on the horizon is deep and strange, covered by the mist on the horizon, and is wiping away the last trace of warmth in the desert.

"Hoo. Hoo. Hoo."

In the hinterland of the Nebula Desert, a huge fire rose into the sky, burning the dark yellow sky red.

The raging fire stretched for ten miles, the blood-red fire light soared into the sky, and the smoke and dust billowed like waves, condensing into a huge dark red mushroom cloud in the fiery red sky, covering the entire moon hill.

In the setting sun, a distant and pitiful cry came from the north of the sea of ​​fire.

"No!!!"

The moment Murong Chen saw this scene ten miles away, his eyes were bloodshot and he was crying uncontrollably.

"call."

Powerful karma burst out from her body, nearly knocking Bai Yunsheng and Xiang Wujian, who were equally shocked, off their feet.

"Xiaochen, don't go!"

Xiang Wujian roared decisively, but Murong Chen couldn't care about anything else. The sky-burning flames were burning her heart all the time. The murderous aura that the local cultivator had always rarely seen showed up, and the flying carpet sand beneath her feet

The dust was billowing, and it was about to follow the Lord into the sea of ​​fire.

At this extremely tense moment, Murong Chen, who was filled with murderous aura, suddenly leaned forward, fainted and fell onto the sandy sea.

Bai Yunsheng made a prompt decision to tear up Murong Chen's karma, and directly knocked out Murong Nvxia, who was filled with grief and anger with a knife.

"Brother, you take care of her first, and I'll go over from the ground to take a look."

After saying that, Bai Yunsheng had already sunk into the sea of ​​sand and disappeared.

Xiang Wujian flew over with concern and picked up the unconscious Murong Chen. His red eyes were full of helplessness and complexity. Murong Chen was also surrounded by circles of sand to protect her.

The crimson fire spread down from the Moon Mound, and the blazing high temperature heated the desert within ten miles of the Moon Mound. A layer of dark red gradually appeared on the sand sea, and the sand and the air above even made an explosive sound.

Bai Yunsheng was standing on the edge of the sea of ​​​​fire. The raging sky-burning fire was burning in front of him like a mountain of flames. He had no doubt that if he really rushed in, he would be burned into thin air in minutes, and there would be no chance of survival.

——The little strength in his body simply cannot withstand such a fire.

"call!"

The strong hot wind hit Bai Yunsheng's face, blowing on Bai Yunsheng's face, like a hot blade cutting. The fire shone on his pair of black pupils, slowly burning the luck in his eyes into ashes, and also burned the way he entered from the ground.

Thoughts of the Moon Hill.

The sea of ​​fire drowned everything.

How can anything survive under such a fire?

The fire burned for three days and three nights.

The sky for dozens of miles above the Moon Hill remains red, revealing a strong and eerie look.

Another dusk.

The setting sun is like a dream.

Three human figures stood on the desolate desert, pulling out three long lone shadows in the dark sea of ​​sand.

Bai Yunsheng and Xiang Wujian had extremely serious expressions on their faces, looking at the black ruins three miles away with four eyes, speechless for a long time.

Murong Chen among them was still dumbfounded, his pupils were covered with a deep layer of gray, and his eyes were completely unfocused.

The sea of ​​​​fire has been exhausted, and thousands of black smoke slowly rise from the ruins. Looking at it, the entire moon hill has been completely burned to ashes, without any protrusions or any signs of life.

With a long history and endless inheritance, Yueliang Qiu, who once shocked the world and led the Jianghu in the Central Plains, was buried in a fire and completely disappeared between heaven and earth.

The pitch-black ashes were like a scar on the vast nebula desert, which was shocking and unbearable to look at. Bai Yunsheng and the other three had been looking at it like this for half the day.

"call."

The flying carpet wrapped around Murong Chen's waist suddenly spread out in the air. Bai Yunsheng and Xiang Wujian looked in surprise. Murong Chen had already stepped on the flying carpet and flew towards the ruins of Moon Hill.

"Savage sister!"

Bai Yunsheng expressed concern, and then followed with Xiang Wujian and Yu Jian.

The three of them soon arrived at the sky above the charred ruins. Looking down, they saw black embers everywhere and a thick burning smell floating around. Bai Yunsheng frowned and followed his memory as he flew deeper into the ruins.

Murong Chen, who had been in a state of despair for three days, finally showed emotion on his face. Two lines of clear tears fell like a waterfall, across his pale cheeks, and disappeared in the sultry smoke.

The flying carpet suddenly lost its support and slid down like leaves, falling to the ground with a cloud of fine black dust. Murong Chen's slender legs seemed to be unable to hold up the majestic sadness in his body anymore, and he knelt on his knees, tears streaming down his face.

The ground seeped into the ashes.

"Woooooooo..."

The intermittent cries echoed with endless sorrow.

Xiang Wujian also fell from his sword and stood beside Murong Chen without saying a word. He had also experienced the deep sorrow of losing his family and home before. It felt like someone was stabbing him in the heart with a knife.

"ah!!!"

Murong Chen suddenly stood up and raised his head, and a high-pitched roar resounded throughout the ruins. The hoarse tail tone shocked the hearts of the two listeners, Bai Yunsheng and Xiang Wujian.

Bai Yunsheng has made a general investigation - there are no survivors, not even a body, not even a decent stone. The fire has killed a generation of overlords, a piece of inheritance, and a civilization.

After hesitating for a while, Bai Yunsheng returned the earth branch to the underground of Moon Hill - this vast Nebula Desert still needs its protection. Although Xuanwu's seal is no longer in effect, the earth source energy in the branch can still protect this place.

Hundreds of years.

Xiao Fengshuoshuo, who can bear the whimpering of this resentful girl?

The desert is so vast, who can save this lonely soul and wild ghost?



Half a month later.

On the northeastern edge of the Nebula Desert, two men and one woman were hiking on the last sandy road. After walking this road, they completely left the vast desert.

It was early evening, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the green mountains in the distance.

The red sun behind us gradually turned into a dark yellow, and a cool breeze blew up in the desert.

The meandering Liusha River has regained its meter-deep water, and there is a lot of green on both sides of the river.

Bai Yunsheng put away the Wuxiang Divine Art and regained his appearance. Xiang Wujian built a bonfire. In the light of the fire, Murong Chen sat cross-legged and practiced the Ancient Sutra of Moon Hill.

"Brother, is she really okay?"

Bai Yunsheng sat next to Xiang Wujian, threw up a handful of sand, looked at Murong Chen and asked.

"That's okay, it's better than being delirious."

Xiang Wujian took the Tianwei Sword off his back, inserted it into the sand, and said helplessly.

It had been more than ten days since they left the ruins of Moon Hill. Perhaps because of the attachment to his homeland and excessive sadness, Murong Chen did not fly in the air, but walked out of the desert step by step.

Bai Yunsheng and Xiang Wujian silently accompanied the taciturn Murong Chen along the way. This once arrogant Nebula heroine had been practicing crazily except for traveling, which made the atmosphere between the three very depressed - you know

This girl usually talks the most.

"Ha." Bai Yunsheng shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said, "Experiencing such a big twists and turns in just a few days, no one can bear it."

"It seems that the owner of Yanyu Tower is really angry this time, and Yanyu Tower has really shown its fangs."

Xiang Wujian stroked the Tianwei sword, looked at the fading sunset, and said worriedly.

"Hmph! This lamp in Yanyu Tower consumes too much fuel. This is not the first time they have tried to snatch the origin of the Five Elements. This calamity at Xuanwu Mountain must have been planned for a long time."

When he talked about Yanyu Tower, Bai Yunsheng's face was immediately filled with resentment and coldness.

Ever since he debuted in Tiandi Mountain, he has been inexplicably involved with this disaster star, and most of the time their goals are surprisingly consistent, as if God has specially arranged it. Every meeting between Bai Yunsheng and Yanyulou is full of surprises. sex.

"Oh? The origin of the Five Elements is the foundation of heaven and earth. Only a few people in the world know about it, and mortals cannot touch the origin of the energy. Why does Yanyu Tower snatch this?"

Xiang Wujian asked in confusion. Since meeting Xiang Tianya, his perspective on world affairs has become a little higher.

Bai Yunsheng once told him about the catastrophe of heaven and earth. Now he also smelled something unusual behind this catastrophe, so he thought to himself:

"Yanyu Tower is one of the four giants in ancient times. Could it be that snatching the origin of the Five Elements is to complete some unfinished business?"

"I don't know about this either. When I met the branch guardians of the Sun Moon Pavilion in the Southern Wild Demon Realm, I discovered traces of the Yanyu Tower. Apparently they have also coveted the origin of the Five Elements for a long time."

Bai Yunsheng answered 70% falsely and 30% truly. This was the second time that he had concealed everything about Juntian Palace from Xiang Wujian. There was no specific reason, just a subconscious feeling. Bai Yunsheng didn't want to say it, even in person. Xiang Wujian, the eldest brother whom he trusted the most.

"I don't want to think about it anymore. I'm an enemy in the open, so just be more careful in the future." Xiang Wujian glanced at Bai Yunsheng inadvertently with his red eyes, and after pondering for a moment, he said calmly.

How could he not see that Bai Yunsheng had reservations?

"Hmph, the destruction of Moon Hill will definitely cause a shock in the world. I'm afraid the other guys will be scared."

Bai Yunsheng didn't notice Xiang Wujian's little movements, and just looked at the sunset and said.

Xiang Wujian said: "The Yanyu Tower can destroy Yueyueqiu, which has the strongest defense. It must also have the strength to threaten other aristocratic families."

Bai Yunsheng did not answer any more, but took out a piece of colorful jade from his arms, played with it for a while, and threw it to Xiang Wujian with some reluctance:

"I almost forgot, brother, it's time for this Jiuli jade to be returned to its original owner."

Xiang Wujian smiled lightly, caught Jiuli Yu and threw it back, saying:

"You can just hold it from now on. You may need it. The five-color enchantment is only its first level. When your cultivation becomes deeper, you can unlock the second level."

"The second floor?" Bai Yunsheng happily took the Jiuli Jade again. He was not polite to Xiang Wujian and asked with a smile, "What's so magical about the second floor?"

"You'll know then."

Xiang Wujian gave it up with a mysterious smile, and found some rare relief from the depression of the past ten days.

"call!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sound of sand came from behind the two of them. Murong Chen's dazzling fist shadow flashed in the light of the bonfire, and the bursts of karma broke through the air like the whistling of the wind.

Bai Yunsheng and Xiang Wujian both closed their mouths in unison.

The two of them looked at Murong Chen who was practicing boxing crazily and shook their heads together and sighed. They were friends who had gone through life and death together, and anyone would feel unbearable to see Murong Chen like this.

A family was destroyed overnight and everyone was left alone. I'm afraid this is the worst tragedy in the world.


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