One general's success will destroy ten thousand bones.
Ask this demon how long it will take to stop the strife and chaos.
I want to ask when the bloody fighting and bloodshed in Jianghu will end.
Success as a king and defeat as a bandit are driven by desire.
A blood feud is better than sword and poison.
However, how many people are able to understand how full and how empty it is in the end?
A year is not a blink of an eye in this Palace of Eternal Life.
Ayuan is still standing by the Tiangu Pond waiting, he seems never tired and only knows how to obey orders.
Today, a sudden cool breeze blew up, and the Tiangu Pond, which had been quiet for a year, was once again filled with wind and clouds, shrouded in green mist.
The green light rose and fell suddenly, and the connecting bridge leading to Limai shone with a burst of blood, and a black shadow leaped out.
"Master." As soon as the figure landed on the ground, Ayuan's mouth that had been closed for a year spoke again, "Congratulations, Master, for achieving your wish."
"How long have I been in there?"
"One year in the outside world, ten years in the Bone Pool."
"Get out of here first."
Whoosh!
The two teleported one after another and disappeared.
An hour later, at the top of the Nine Heavens, the long conversation between Bai Yunsheng and Ayuan had come to an end:
"Ayuan, you will undo the cultivation seals in the four places of Zhulu Peak soon, and plant the life and death seals that control the guardians again. After we leave, there must be no variables here."
"Old slave, I obey."
A Yuan answered with empty eyes, and then went to die.
Above the clouds, a young man with white hair stood alone, looking at the silent rivers and mountains thousands of miles away.
Bai Yunsheng got a jade note left by Xiqikong in Limai, with only one sentence written on it:
"Kunlun's destiny is determined by heaven and earth. If you seek immortality, it is your destiny to return to the ancestral sea. The woman who helped you become the spirit of the underworld comes from the ancestral sea. She may be the key to unlocking the life-span curse on you. Where to go in the future is up to you.
.our time is over..."
It was only then that he suddenly realized that Xi Qikong seemed to be the person who left the letter for him in the Sword of Eternal Life.
After a while, the wind blew up the clouds again.
The young man in black stood tall and smiled evilly, feeling the surging power of the late stage of the camp and the blue spirit realm surging through his dantian and heart. His eyes looked out with a kind of determination that looked down upon the world:
"From today on, I will create my era!"
…
One month later.
Lihuobuzhou, Flame Mountain.
There is a rotten stench floating under the sky in the southern part of the Central Plains.
Red vultures gathered and circled in the stench, and several groups of hungry wild wolf dogs roamed the mountains, gnawing on human corpses that had not yet dried.
On the land that is a thousand miles away, as far as the eye can see, corpses are everywhere, and the stench fills the sky.
The crow is perched on a dead branch, looking around helplessly, as if it is selecting a delicious corpse, or looking for a missing nest.
In the distance of the mountain, there is a black mountain peak. There is a faint layer of blood in the black rocks, as if the raging magma underground is opening the mountain. However, if you look closely, it is not magma that dyes the mountain red, but blood.
.
The wet blood merged into streams of thick slurry, flowing through the stone path and seeping into the sand.
Corpses were lying scattered on the mountain road, lying on their backs, each with a ferocious look, as if they had seen ghosts and monsters from hell before they died.
Going up the "Blood River", an ancient palace stands on the top of the mountain.
A corner of the hall collapsed, rubble was everywhere, and the broad square was colorfully decorated with corpses.
A horizontal plaque lay flat on the stone steps, broken into seven or eighty-nine pieces, and three blood-stained words engraved on it could be vaguely discerned: Chixuan Palace.
Over the top of the mountain, the burnt-yellow sky was filled with a layer of red, like a devil's smiling face overlooking the Eight Hundred Miles of Flame Ridge.
At this moment, thousands of miles away from here, there is an ancient city nestled in the embrace of mountains and rivers. The city walls are winding like an eternal dragon; the city gates on eight sides welcome visitors from all directions.
Jingzhou is still the same Jingzhou.
"Hoo ho!"
Two beams of divine light, one golden and one green, shot out from the north and east, fell into the ancient city and disappeared.
"Elder Wen!"
Arrive before anyone arrives.
An old man in green clothes hurriedly walked into the Huanshen Palace, followed by a man in gold clothes, who also looked anxious.
"Master Bai, Master Gongshu!"
Wen Qudao, with an angry look on his face, was discussing something with Old Man Tianji in the palace. When he heard people's voices, he turned around to meet him.
"Elder Wen, something big has happened!"
Bai Qing wore his goatee, a little more frightened and angry.
"Needless to say, the entire southern Xinjiang is now in a state of uproar!"
Wen Qudao was obviously more stable than Bai Qing, and the man in golden clothes beside him said in a solemn voice with a solemn expression:
"A large sect with thousands of people was slaughtered to the point where no one was left alive. Who did it?"
"Humph, it must be Yanyu Tower. Last time it was Moon Hill, and this time it's Basho Cave."
As soon as Bai Qing's hateful speculation came out, he was rejected by Old Man Tianji:
"No, judging from the death scene, it was not Yanyulou's method. The murderer deliberately left everyone's corpses in order to leave Bashodong dead without a burial place, and also for us to see with our own eyes."
Old Man Tianji's indifferent voice was especially heartwarming, and he continued: "And there is such a silver lot on the corpses of every elder and Sima Bao in Bajiao Cave."
As he spoke, Tianji took out a silver ornament from his sleeve, the size of a stone, shaped like a hairpin, with a strange monster engraved on it.
Bai Qing stared at a pair of green pea eyes and said in shock: "You also received it?"
Half a month ago, Shui Yuntian received such a strange silver lottery, but he didn't pay attention to it.
Seeing Tianji take it out at this moment, Bai Qingcai, as the leader, panicked and said: "Elder Tianji, what is on this silver lot?"
Gong Shuwei also felt a sinking feeling in his heart, because the Tianji Sect had also received one not long ago. Thinking of the massacre in Bajiao Cave, he had to pay attention to this little thing.
Because this is the only clue left by the murderer in the Flame Mountain.
Old Man Tianji played with the silver lottery in his hand for a while, then with a pair of wise eyes, he said in a deep voice:
"The ancient monster is a strange beast. According to legend, it is a fierce monster that guards the gate of the underworld. Its status is not lower than that of the five divine beasts."
As soon as these words came out, Bai Qing and Gongshu and the two of them suddenly felt dizzy.
What Qiongqi? What underworld?
"Let's put this matter aside for the moment," Wen Qudao shouted in a rough voice and interrupted, "Bajiao Cave has been driven away and killed. The other party is obviously coming for the five major sects of the Central Plains. You should think more about how to deal with it!"
As soon as these words came out, the palace suddenly fell into silence.
Ever since Moon Hill was removed from Yanyu Tower overnight, the remaining four major factions have lost their momentum over the years.
Although the four factions and Tianyi Academy have set up a super teleportation array to provide timely assistance in the event of an accident, the reality is more cruel than they imagined.
Ten years ago, the three major families of Gongshu, Bai, and Xue were attacked by Yanyu Tower at the same time. Tianyi Academy had no chance of aid, and the strength of the three factions was really depleted.
Before he could fully recover, ten years later, something went wrong with the family being wiped out in Basho Cave, which undoubtedly made matters worse.
This greatly frustrated the usually aloof giants.
Finally Wen Qudao broke the silence and said in a low voice: "What? The Xue family hasn't come yet?"
At this time, Bai Qingcai looked around and remembered that the Jianghu leader of Kanchen tribe had not yet appeared.
However, what responded to Wen Qudao was a burst of weird laughter from outside the hall.
"Chachacha. Canghai Pavilion can't come anymore."
"Who!"
Gong Shuwei's eyes were sharp and his voice was quick. As soon as he finished speaking, someone appeared at the entrance of the palace. He saw a black figure standing on the majestic sculpture outside the door, with a masked face and red eyes.
"Insolent! How can you tarnish the power of the idol!"
Those who arrived later heard that the violent temper was instantaneous, and as he roared, a stream of red karma was sprayed towards the man in black.
"snort."
The man in black sneered, his figure not moving even an inch, and the red karma was firmly blocked five feet away from him.
Wen Qudao and the four others looked surprised. Although this attack was not strong, they did not expect that they could not even get close to their opponent. This is evident from the cultivation level of this mysterious man.
"Okay, I'm not here today to kill people, but to give you a chance."
The man in black raised his eyebrows and spoke, showing an extremely arrogant and domineering attitude.
"What did you say?!"
The anger that was already burning after hearing the news surged a little more, and Bai Qing and Gong Shuwei on the side were also aroused.
However, the man in black turned a blind eye to this and still said proudly:
"Qiongqi's order will go smoothly without reversal! I, the Soul-killing Heavenly Demon, have come here to inform you to surrender. Otherwise, Bajiao Cave will be your example!"
The sharp sound waves reverberated in the valley, and the evil figure was gone, leaving only the four powerful men who were frightened and angry and were speechless for a long time.
But in the next moment, a bloody light suddenly flashed down from the sky above Huan Shen Palace, and a beam of blood-red sword energy came down vertically.
"boom!"
At the lightning speed, Wen Qudao and others managed to hold up their karma protective body, but were still knocked back more than twenty feet into the palace.
Old Man Tianji reacted quickly and immediately got up and left. Fortunately, it was quiet outside the palace and there was no chaos.
But before he could breathe out, a crisp sound came into his ears, followed by a loud "hulong" sound. In Tianji's horrified eyes, the tower that had stood in front of the Huanshen Palace for countless years
