Walking into the depths of the red maple forest, Hua Che was not obsessed with finding the way.
He summoned Hanxue and played the flute.
The tune is mournful and sad, the old folk saying, the broken-hearted flute will kill the flute, it is by no means a vain name.
After the injection of True Essence, the mournful Xiao sound became lethal, and in an instant, the birds flying in the sky stopped on the branches, the situation changed, and the flowers and plants wept. As a magic fog floated far away, Hua Che not only did not stop, but instead urged the Xiao sound even more violently.
The magic fog instantly dissipated, and Lu Yao, who was wrapped in it, had scarlet eyes, and his five fingers were like eagle claws.
Hua Che mercifully stopped the flute, and said lightly, "Your concentration is not very good."
Lu Yao's eyes were full of spider-like bloodshots, he covered his head that was about to explode with both hands, and said in a low voice, "Are you going to kill me?"
"I'm just sending you back to Shangqing Xianmen. Elder Qianyang will decide your sins." Hua Che smiled, "I won't abuse private affairs."
"Hehehe..." Lu Yao hissed and sneered, "I thought we could become confidants and friends who talk about everything, but I didn't expect..."
"I didn't expect that we were destined to be at odds with each other and it would be difficult to coexist." Hua Che continued Lu Yao's words.
Neither the past nor the present has changed.
Hua Che thought that it would be good to kill Lu Yao directly, but after thinking about it, he changed his mind.
"When you reach Kunlun Mountain, kneel down from the foot of the mountain and go up. Don't forget to worship along the way, and pay tribute to the apprentices killed by Lu Mingfeng for your father and yourself. Those are also your senior brothers."
Hua Che put the Dao Binding Immortal Lock to lock Lu Yao, and sealed Lu Yao's golden elixir.
"I estimate that Elder Qianyang will activate the ancient formation of the Qing Dynasty, so I will bid farewell to you here in advance. In the next life, the next life, eternal life, don't meet me again, and don't ever get to know me again."
Lu Mingfeng, who was disturbed by the demon in his heart, showed blood and tears, and he knelt on the ground and cried.
Did he know that he was powerless to resist and cried out in despair
Are you still regretting it
I regret why I knew Hua Che back then, and why I was saved by Hua Che.
If he hadn't been rescued by Hua Che back then, and if he hadn't known him from the beginning, wouldn't he have been reduced to where he is today
If he was sold to a troupe by human traffickers back then, perhaps his fate would have been better, and that might be the case.
Outside the Fen Qing Hall, the situation on the side of Immortal Dao is not optimistic.
First of all, Mu Qinian was still in a coma, which was not considered a combat power. Although Murong Sa was good at cultivation, he was still young after all. Xie Wanting and Yin Wugui fought head-on for the first two months, and also suffered serious injuries that were not lost to Mu Qinian.
Chu Changfeng was injured a long time ago when dealing with Lu Mingfeng, and until now, he has not been able to do it well. The five consecutive years of treating the injured cultivator have caused great wear and tear.
The leaders of the three immortal sects are all injured, and the disciples under the sect are injured continuously, and there are countless injuries.
Looking at the Demon Realm, the Ten Fang Rudder Masters killed only three parties. Although the Left Protector is dead, the Right Protector is still there. Although Shang Jin has not shown up until now, there are reports that he is in the mortal world, and he is not. I know there are some conspiracies and tricks, whether it is a secret trick laid out by Yin Wuhui.
Chu Changfeng looked at Elder Qianyang and asked, "What do the elders think the odds of winning are?"
As early as five years ago, Xie Wanting had tried Shuiyu Ziyan, and it turned out that the legend was a legend, and that treasure had no ability to reverse time and space.
Elder Qianyang closed his eyes: "Twenty percent."
Mei Cailian exclaimed, "So low?"
"This is still a conservative estimate." Elder Qian Yang had pain in his eyes, "I have eight thousand disciples of the Immortal Sect of the Qing Dynasty. I have fought for five consecutive years. Three thousand disciples died and two thousand were seriously injured. Only these remnants of defeated soldiers are left to struggle. For the future of the immortal world, it is necessary to make peace with Fen Qing Palace."
"Reconciliation!?" An old Taoist blew his beard and stared, "It's all for this, bloodshed and sacrifice of tens of thousands of people. Is reconciliation at this time worthy of those dead monks?"
Elder Qianyang: "What if you don't? Let Yin Wuhui slaughter the future of the Immortal Dao?"
Chu Changfeng: "If you intend to make peace, Yin Wuhui must be willing to do it! If the price of making peace is to hand over Xie Wanting, what should we do?"
"This..." Elder Qian Yang choked.
Zhuang Tian said: "Yin Wuhui hates Xie Wanting to the core, and the head of Chu is right."
Elder Qianyang stubbornly said: "Of course we can't hand it over, what does he think of us!"
Chu Changfeng said worriedly: "Be prepared to deal with everything, if the fish die and the net breaks..."
Suddenly, Tao Ranli, the eldest disciple of Xie Wanting who was playing the guqin in the distance, exclaimed: "Look, it's your son!"
This "Young Master" made everyone stunned for a while, and it took a long time to realize who he was calling.
In the distance, I saw Hua Che Yujian in the sky, and at the same time, thousands of miles of red maple leaves below were swallowed up by the flames, and the sea of fire was connected together, with a huge momentum!
With poisonous eyes, Zhuang Tian reminded loudly, "It's Yin Wuhui!?"
In the sea of fire, Yin Wugui was covered in blood and his hair was disheveled.
Xie Wanting hugged Jiuyou and pulled away from the sea of fire. Chu Binghuan arrived in time to seal Xie Wanting's injured meridian to prevent the injury from spreading, and said to Hua Che in the distance: "Soul Fire."
Hua Che nodded in agreement, and also fought back with the power of his soul, extinguishing the overwhelming soul fire in one fell swoop.
At the same time, Hua Che pinched a magic trick, and countless fragments of light spots appeared in the air. As the magic trick dissipated, those light spots fell back to the ground one after another, turning into people one after another.
It turned out to be the monks who originally attacked the Hall of Fen Qing!
Without exception, no one was hurt more than Yin Wuhui's soul fire!
"What is that trick?" Chu Changfeng exclaimed, "How did he save more than 2,000 people in an instant?"
Murong Sa was stunned: "Why, why did you suddenly become so awesome?"
Corroded by the soul fire, the sturdy trees fell one by one, and the vast Fen Qing Palace was reduced to ruins.
Chu Binghuan clenched the Tingquan sword tightly, and wherever the cold sword energy passed, the grass and trees rejuvenated, and the charred ground sprang up with green sprouts.
Like a mouse exposed to the sun, Yin Wuhui covered his face in embarrassment, and kept drilling into the dark light: "This deity is like Jin, the deity's son..."
He was badly wounded and was dying.
Suddenly, Yin Wugui burst into laughter, he looked at Hua Che in the distance, his eyes full of dark red blood, showing a soft light that was almost twisted: "Go to hell with this deity!"
Chu Changfeng's face changed in shock: "No, he's going to blow himself up!"
Hua Che held his right hand vacantly, and Ji Feng, the sword that flew far away, was called back.
Everyone only saw Hua Che's figure flashing, and a red streak moved from Yin Wugui's front to the back, as fast as lightning, and the momentum was like thunder.
Yin Hong's blood spurted out, Yin Wugui's throat was cut, his body trembled convulsively and fell to the ground.
Like an earthworm that was cut up by a knife, Yin Wugui had not yet died, and his throat made a "snoring" sound, no one could understand what he was talking about.
Chu Changfeng, who was about to die: "..."
Elder Qian Yang, who intends to use detour tactics: "..."
Zhuang Tian, who was trying to hold his apprentice away: "..."
The stunned Mei Cailian: "..."
Lord Mozun, who is in the air every day and every day, is such a fart!
A sword seals the throat, is it over
Hua Che glanced at everyone calmly, and those fluttering eyes seemed to say: otherwise! How complicated can it be? Everyone: "… "
The magic cultivators who were still fighting were all dumbfounded, from the shock at the beginning to the disbelief later, to the last one who had to believe it.
It is said that the thief is captured first, the king is captured first, and the dignified Demon Venerable has been cut across the board. What other storms can they make
There are only three rudder masters left, is it enough for the flower to be in the clear sky
Is the right protector Shang Jin, who is far away from the mortal world and has yet to come back, enough for Chu Binghuan's servant
They felt a burst of despair.
In the chaos, there was a newcomer who had just cultivated the Dao of Demons. He was puzzled by the situation, and he only based on what he saw, seeking truth from facts: "The demon world has always respected the strong, and according to the rules of the Temple of Love, who kills the demons? Zun, who is the next Demon Zun, so Hua Qingkong is the new Zun Shang?"
The companion next to him smashed the newcomer's dog head with one punch!
Hua Che listened to such an ear, almost laughed, turned around and saw how holy the words were spoken...
Isn't that the two fools in the water prison!
The author has something to say: PS: Two fools, the best in the game!
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