It is said that Wu Chengwang Huang Feihu and Haoran escaped from Chaoge all the way, and they were whipped by Wen Zhong on the back, and immediately passed out. One day later, the five-color bull was anxious about the master and chased after him. Haoran didn't know where he was at this time, so he helped Huang Feihu onto the back of the bull, and ran away desperately towards the sunset.
Mr. Tong seemed to have disappeared, but since he was an old acquaintance of Wen Zhong's, he expected that his career would not be too far behind. If he was wearing a mask at this time and followed the cow, it was very possible.
At dusk, Haoran lit a fire in the forest to let Huang Feihu rest, and poured his true energy into King Wucheng's dantian to help him recover from his injuries. I don't know why, the bell ringing in front of the Nine Halls actually consumed 90% of my innate qi. At this moment, I was already sweating and overwhelmed.
Huang Feihu woke up and turned around with a cry, looking at Haoran.
Haoran knew that Huang Feihu's wife and sister were dead, betrayed the king, and rebelled against the teacher. At this time, he must have mixed feelings. He was afraid that Feihu would have death thoughts, so he sat down beside him with his knees hugged.
Feihu just looked at Haoran in a daze, and the latter came to his senses. King Wucheng regarded himself as a ghost, so he replied with a smile: "Haoran is already dead. The Supreme Virtuous Heavenly Venerable has pity on me and has a heavy mission to reshape my physical body for me." .”
Feihu nodded, Haoran stopped talking, and a moment later, a man named Wu Chengwang was so sad that he began to sob. He cried for nearly half an hour, his voice was so dry, the man's cry was so sad. After a long time, the sadness stopped for a while, Wucheng Wang Fang came to his senses, and asked in a hissed voice, "Where is the Conferred God Altar?"
After thousands of calculations, he never expected that King Wu Cheng would ask this question, Hao Ran was stunned, and Fang replied: "The Conferred God Platform is at the back mountain of East Kunlun."
King Wucheng asked again: "Do you know how the Hunjun attacked my wife?"
This is what Haoran is most unwilling to answer. Before Feihu woke up, he had already turned countless strategies in his mind, what should he do if King Wucheng asked him to tell the truth? If you tell the inside story frankly, Jia's death was not molested by King Zhou, Huang Feihu will definitely wake up and wronged the emperor, once he turns his head back to Chaoge, Jiang Ziya's plan to recruit Huang Feihu will come to naught. However, if it is a lie to deceive, but it is really unfair to King Zhou and Feihu, Haoran has a headache for a while, and after pondering for a long time, he replied:
"I can't say at the moment. When you arrive in Xiqi, Jiang Shang will explain your doubts to you."
Huang Feihu heard it in his ears, but he took it as Haoran's acquiescence to the matter, and said with red eyes: "At five o'clock last night, her ghost appeared, and Dao was already dead, so she rushed to the Conferred God Stage."
"Fengshentai?" Haoran asked before Feihu thought, "Has she been conferred?"
Feihu had many questions, who was wearing the mask, what was the use of the Conferred God Stage, and the truth about Jia's death, but Sheng Haoran couldn't answer any of them, so he could only make plans after he was out of danger.
At daybreak, the two rode together, left the woods, and headed west.
Unexpectedly, halfway through, there was a faint sound of horseshoes behind him. Haoran's true energy had not yet recovered, and the flying tiger was wounded. Seeing that the man chasing him from a distance was alone, he was not a large army that came to arrest him. Haoran stopped immediately The five-color divine bull stood on the plain, facing the cavalry far away.
"Huang Feihu, hold back!"
Hearing this sound, Haoran turned over and got off the ride, looked at the little black spot in the distance in disbelief, walked a few steps, panted slightly, and looked at that person intently.
The barren wind on the plain is like a knife, and the dawn shines on the earth, and the backlit figure stands alone in the middle of the wilderness.
King Zhou's eyes were full of red threads, and he was extremely tired. It was obvious that he had come all the way from Chaoge Starry Night, and finally stopped Huang Feihu and Haoran here.
But King Zhou did not get off his horse, and said from a distance: "Huang Feihu, Gu and you have been brothers and sisters since childhood. Gu never dares to forget everything that your Huang family has done for Gu and this Chengtang world."
Haoran turned his head suddenly, but saw Huang Fei flying on the back of the divine bull, and only quietly listened to the deep voice of the Son of Heaven resounding through the wilderness.
"Yin Shoude has acted upright all his life, a man of seven feet, standing in the world with faith; I have never deceived you, your wife fell to her death, there is indeed an inside story."
"The emperor doesn't need to explain to his courtiers what he does, but you are not a minister, you are a lonely brother. So far, Gu has said nothing. You go to Xiqi, and the two armies will fight in the future. If you are still stubborn and lonely, Just wait for you to pick it up."
"Brother, take care." King Zhou turned his horse's head after saying the last sentence in a deep voice.
Huang Feihu's heart was filled with grief and was stirred up by these words, no matter how difficult he was to control, he shouted: "Foolish King! You are treacherous! Lies and deceit! What happened to Jiang Empress Meibo! The death of Bigan! How many lies have you told in this world! Now you are pretending again! !"
"Stop talking!" Hao Ran shouted at Huang Feihu.
King Zhou's figure paused in the morning sun, only Haoran knew that the emperor's heart was in extreme pain at this time.
He didn't explain anymore, he was alone, and left eastward in the boundless dawn. The little black spot got farther and farther away, and finally it was no longer visible.
Haoran and Huang Feihu traveled for another day and arrived in front of Tongguan. The five-colored cow soared into the air with four hooves. Haoran looked at the green mountains and green mountains under his feet. He remembered the song of Zhang Yanghao, a later Yuan man, and said: "The peaks and mountains are like gathering, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are angry at Tongguan. Tongguan really lives up to its reputation."
Huang Feihu's injury improved a little, and he replied: "This place is a natural danger, guarded by Chen Tong, I am injured, Haoran can't rush through the barrier, the best policy is to go around."
So the two of them rode the five-color divine bull together and leaped over Tongguan Pass. However, Chen Tong had received the military letter from Chaoge and had waited for a long time before the pass. He threw the fire dragon mark out of his hands, and in an instant nearly a thousand acres of land was formed. The sea of fire had nothing to do, so he had no choice but to use all his strength to push the Taiji diagram, sending the flying tiger a hundred steps away in an instant, but he rushed towards Chen Tong alone, hoping to stop it for a while.
The magic weapon was blazing, and it was attached with the real fire of three flavors. Haoran grabbed it empty-handed and held the fire dragon mark in his hand. Mark, the two pieces of the magic weapon have been destroyed and turned into scrap iron.
Nezha had been waiting outside Tongguan for a long time, and when he saw Haoran coming, he immediately let go of Qiankunquan, and the red-tasseled gun was fully fired, blasting Chen Tong to pieces immediately. The guard inside the gate was so frightened that he closed the door without fighting, Haoran reluctantly shouted at Nezha: "Go!" He followed Huang Feihu and went towards Jiamengguan.
"You're broken." Nezha said with a still expressionless face, Haoran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, took the half of the cloak that Feihu had torn off, wrapped his hands, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that he would join this tough third prince, with a safety factor greatly increase.
Unexpectedly, Nezha pointed again from afar and said, "They are waiting for you too."
Haoran followed where Nezha pointed, and saw two people floating in midair.
The man on the left is wearing a jacket with the buttons unbuttoned, revealing his muscular chest, with his hands folded in front of his chest, and a short sword handle pinned to his belt around his waist.
The man on the right didn't look at Haoran directly, he was wearing a Taoist robe tightly tied to the neckline, with fluttering wide sleeves, and he was sitting on a spirit beast.
The man in the jacket said: "Ziyang Cave in Qingfeng Mountain, disciple of Qingxu Daodezhenjun, Huang Tianhua. Let me know your name."
King Wu Cheng shook his body, and said in a deep voice, "But I am a child of heaven?"
Huang Tianhua couldn't come over, he only asked suspiciously: "Exactly, where is my mother? Where is my brother Tianxiang? Where is my grandfather? Father, after ten years of separation, why did you fall into such a desperate situation?"
Huang Feihu was confronted face to face by this, but he didn't get angry, he just sighed: "Tianhua, when you were cultivating Taoism in Kunlun, your mother was forced to death by the faint emperor, and you escaped from Chaoge in a hurry for your father, Tianxiang stayed in the city alone, presumably... "
Huang Tianhua was struck by a thunderbolt, he came back to his senses after a long while, and shouted at King Wucheng: "Mother is dead! You threw twelve-year-old Tianxiang into the city!!"
"Enough!" Hao Ran took a breath and shouted, "Be careful!"
In an instant, Huang Tianhua only felt a blur before his eyes, and he appeared silently, the figure flashed in front of him, flashed again, and disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, a strong force came from behind, and the man's body slammed into his back fiercely. Huang Tianhua turned around and caught Haoran who fell in front of him.
After Haoran blocked that move for Tianhua, the man in Taoist robe shouted: "Sneak attack!"
The attacker failed in one blow, and retreated immediately, and there were already four more people before Jiameng Pass.
"Wu Chengwang, Huang Tianhua, Nezha..." The yin and yang two-color giant umbrella was retracted, and a red and pale face appeared: "Yang Jian, but who is the other person?"
Mo Lihong laughed strangely: "The boy who blocked my Hunyuan Umbrella has never been seen before. Report your name. If you are a member of the interception, my four brothers from the Mo Family will let you go."
Magic Ritual Red: Magic treasure Hunyuan Umbrella, when the umbrella ribs are folded, it can be used as a sharp blade, and when the umbrella surface is opened, it can be used as a strong shield.
Mo Liqing: The magic weapon Qingyun Sword, the sword has many shadows, transforming into tens of thousands, and turning tens of thousands into one.
Sea of magic rituals: magic black pipa, seven strings and nine tones, can enchant the mind when played.
Mo Lishou: The magic weapon, the flower-fox mink, can be big or small, and can be changed as one wishes. It has a huge gluttonous mouth, can swallow living things, and has strong acid in its body.
Yang Jian: The Tao name is Qingyuan, the magic weapon is the three-pointed and two-edged halberd, and the roaring dog. An apprentice of the Jade Cauldron in the Jinxia Cave of Yuquan Mountain.
The names of these people flashed across Haoran's mind, it seemed that the fourth general of Jiamengguan Mojia was an extremely difficult character to deal with, two of his own were injured, and King Wu Cheng was a mortal, so he must not act rashly. The immortal who appeared with Huang Tianhua was Qingyuan Miaodao Yang Jian? I once heard Jiang Ziya mention that Yang Jian is one of the three talented Taoist priests in the Kunlun Immortal World, and he studied under the real Yuding who was greatly offended by him.
Haoran's guess was correct, the young Taoist priest was Yang Jian, and Mo Lihong sneaked up on him under his nose, his face was very embarrassing, he immediately ignored other things, and as soon as he saw the magic weapon, the three-pointed and two-edged halberd, he rushed towards Mo Lihong go!
Hao Ran hastily shouted: "Don't act rashly! Protecting King Wu Cheng is the top priority! Come back!"
Yang Jian didn't care about this unknown person, swung the three-pointed halberd out, only to hear Huang Tianhua snort coldly, and said: "You go and take care of my father." Then he turned back and threw Haoran to the ground, pulled out the hilt of his waist, Joined the battle group.
Nezha asked suspiciously, "What about now?"
Haoran also had a terrible headache. On the battlefield, Mo Liqing was fighting against Huang Tianhua, and Mo Lishou was fighting against Yang Jian. The fight was chaotic, but Mo Lihong was standing with his hands behind his back, pointing towards them, the black pipa sounded loudly, and Hao Ran's expression changed. Before the arrangements were made, Nezha had already greeted him.
He thought it would be easy for him to reach Xiqi safely with two fresh troops to help out, but he didn't expect that these two people didn't listen to his idea at all, they only spoke three sentences, and there was chaos in the arena. Seeing that Nezha was abandoned by Molihai and rushed towards King Wucheng, Haoran had to grit his teeth and block Molihai.
First it was Nezha who was reincarnated from the Lingzhu, and then he was on top of the top ten ancient artifacts. Haoran and Nezha were not human at all, which was why Mo Lihai didn't dare to fight Nezha, so he came towards Haoran. Is not subject to rhythm interference, what is the reason
Haoran was already out of strength, his hands hadn't recovered yet, he chopped off with the palm knife, and the pain pierced his heart, Mo Lihai staggered in mid-air, turned around, and pulled violently, all seven strings of the black pipa broke, and several people in the air A dotted line flew out and entangled Haoran.
After restraining the young man, Moli Haifang regained his composure, held a black pipa in one hand, and plucked seven broken strings, pulling Haoran's body straight. When he was about to pull him hard to dismember him, he saw the corners of Haoran's mouth slightly raised.
"What are you laughing at?" Mo Lihai mocked.
Haoran remained silent, took a deep breath, his body shook, and there was a sound of "dang", a resonance was heard in an instant, the seven strings shook, and the black pipa was shattered into powder, Haoran and Mo Lihai shouted at the same time, one fell to the ground far away, the other Being piled up by Juli, he spewed blood and flew towards the distance.
Mo Liqing waved the natal magic weapon, and countless sword shadows were scattered, false and real, no one knew where the real sword edge was. In this dangerous situation, Huang Tianhua became more and more courageous as he fought, ignoring the blood all over his body, fiercely He slammed into Mo Liqing.
Mo Liqing sneered and said: "This is the Moxie sword? It's a waste of money in your hands."
Huang Tianhua was extremely angry, in an instant Qing Yun's sword had countless sharp edges, crisscrossing his body, his body was full of wounds, but the man in front of him was brave and fearless, Mo Liqing was timid, and when he was about to pull back, Huang Tianhua had already Seeing the emptiness between the two swords, Mo Xie sword turned into a beam of light and sliced across, Mo Liqing howled loudly, the wrist attached to the magic weapon had been cut off in its entirety!
"Where are you running!" When Nezha saw Mo Lihong, he wanted to turn his head to rescue him, and he kicked the hot wheel, chasing after him.
The head of the Mo family shook the Hunyuan umbrella to cover the flames blasting from the Hongying gun, Mo Lihong stretched out his hand to grab Mo Liqing, but Nezha shouted angrily, and threw his hands out of the universe circle with all his strength.
"Stop chasing!" Hao Ran raised his breath and shouted, only to feel that his eyes were dark, and Huang Tianhua was bleeding all over his body, and fell down from a high altitude.
But on the other side of the battlefield, when Yang Jian is in full swing, how can you allow him to retreat? Immediately, disregarding his companion's injuries, he urged the Xiaotian dog, and followed Mo Lishou closely.
Nezha stopped, seeming to be suspicious, but in the end he raised his Huntian silk and flew towards Haoran. With one hand under Haoran's side, Haoran was staggering towards Huang Tianhua, when he lowered his head to check his injuries, there was a loud noise from Jiameng Pass. It was Yang Jian who caught up.
That loud noise did not kill anyone, Hao Ran pressed Huang Tianhua's abdomen with one hand, when he looked up, he saw a person shooting out like a cannonball, hitting the ground fiercely, he didn't know if he was dead or alive.
"Who is that, Yang Jian?" Hao Ran hurriedly turned around and said, "Nezha, go and bring him here."
A sharp cry sounded from Jiameng Pass, which caused severe pain in the eardrums of the four people.
A strange bird with four heads and three legs radiated light all over, opened its huge beak, and rushed towards the people in the pass!
"Yang Jian!" Haoran exerted the last bit of strength, leaped across the space with the power of the Taiji diagram, grabbed Yang Jian's collar, and moved sideways again. The giant bird's sharp claws grabbed it, and tore off half of Yang Jian's Taoist robe while rubbing it, almost Tear Qingyuan Miaodao in half!
"That's... the prototype of the four generals of the Demon Family?" Hao Ran exhausted all his strength and fell down far away. Seeing the four monster birds were extremely vicious, with their giant heads nailed towards his chest, he pushed Yang Jian away with all his strength, and looked behind the giant bird's head , the person hanging in the sky breathed a sigh of relief.
The man's blue robe fluttered, a long sword was tied around his waist, and he was wearing a red ghost mask. Mr. Tong finally arrived.
That was the first time Haoran saw Mr. Tong make a move. He saw the man holding a long sword in mid-air, the sword was not out of the sheath, and the scabbard was engraved with simple and simple patterns.
Mr. Tong waved the sword at the strange bird, even though it was the unsheathed magic soldier, he chopped off one of the beast's heads!
Haoran's pupils contracted, and he watched the bird's head fly down in disbelief, and it was dragged nearly ten steps away, and a deep ditch appeared on the ground.
A bottomless ravine that runs tens of feet across. The power of wielding the sheath and sword is so powerful!
The strange bird raised its head to the sky and hissed, flapped its huge wings like a tower and turned around. Just as it was about to pounce on Mr. Tong, it struck another sword from its back.
This sword chopped it into two pieces. Amidst the loud noise, the combined monster of the four generals of the Mo family exploded and turned into countless fragments, scattered on the plain.
Mr. Tong turned around and disappeared into the sky.