dude is so righteous

The King of Chu knew the prince's calculations, no matter what, if Chu Tiannan and Luo Hong fought, both sides would definitely suffer.

He intends to consume the strength of the Chu family and the Luo family. If Chu Tiannan is seriously injured because of this, it will naturally be considered good news for the prince.

The crown prince stood up, feeling somewhat sad: "The king of Chu is also mourning, but now that Luo Hong has been punished, Tiannan's revenge can be regarded as revenge."

The King of Chu leaned on a cane with a tiger's head and was wearing a black robe. He was also standing in the corridor. Hearing what the crown prince said, he turned his head and looked at the crown prince with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"Your Highness, how can the death of a mere Luo Hong be avenged?"

"The Luo family is not destroyed, Tiannan's revenge will not be avenged for a day."

Chu Wangdao.

Hearing the words, the prince sighed immediately: "You... oh."

The king of Chu turned around, and the tiger-headed crutch lightly tapped the ground, and there was a crisp sound of horseshoes.

"Actually, Tiannan's death was all his own fault. The old man persuaded him not to leave Changling before he understood the Changling monument, but he refused to listen, because Huang Laoxie has gone, so he has to go too. .”

"It's all the old man's fault, he's used to it."

Chu Wangdao.

"Uncle Wang, don't say that, it's all my fault, my fault that I shouldn't pass orders to Tiannan."

The prince's face was full of self-blame.

He chased him out, intending to send the king of Chu off.

King Chu raised his hand, "Your Highness, come back."

"Luo Hou led 30 black riders out of Saibei, and the Chu family will send troops to stop them..."

"The Chu family and the Luo family are already immortal."

"Don't worry, Your Highness."

The King of Chu said indifferently, after blocking the prince's figure, he tapped the tiger-headed crutches and disappeared between the path in the garden of Dongji Palace, which was still somewhat foggy because of the rain.

The crown prince stood with his hands behind his back, and the expression of self-blame on his face gradually disappeared, taking on a bit of depth.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, after a long time.

Leaving behind a meaningful chuckle.

……

Whether Luo Hong died or not has become an unsolved mystery.

Gao Lishi, as an extremely powerful land immortal, sensed that the node where Luo Hong fell into the long river of time and space was located around Tian'an City, but he couldn't pinpoint where.

Therefore, Tianan City did not fall silent because of Luo Hong's death.

Lei Cheng took the silver-armored guards and searched out like a carpet. He wanted to see people when he was born, and he wanted to see corpses when he died.

For Luo Hong, a peerless evildoer who can reach the top of the yellow list, his body may not be seen. It is really hard to believe that Luo Hong will die.

Of course, no one thought that Luo Hong was indeed in Tian'an City, but he was in Tian'an City's imperial secret realm, a place beyond everyone's expectations.

It can be called black under the lamp, because the Great Xia Changling, not to mention the mysterious and powerful guardian of the tomb, but also the guarding of the nine land immortals, is also an incomparably powerful force.

Even if the Master came, he might not be able to enter the Great Xia Changling without a sound.

So who would have thought that Luo Hong could actually go to Changling?

In Changling, it was raining heavily.

The continuous rainwater splashed and slapped the mud all over the ground.

On the stone steps of Changling Mountain, dead bodies were lying on the ground. One after another, exuding coldness, they slid down the stone steps washed by the torrential rain.

These are all the children of the Great Xia royal family, and they are all of high status.

But he was killed by "Chu Tiannan" with a single sword without any scruples, like slaughtering pigs and dogs, how could this not make them feel cold.

They felt that the "Chu Tiannan" now seemed to be a different person. Although the former Chu Tiannan also had a sense of oppression and was extremely arrogant, he would not be as quick to kill as he is now.

"Chu Tiannan", who has regained his purity, is like a tyrant who has been bathed in new life.

Luo Hong ignored the frightened crowd below.

He is still walking on Changling Road.

The road is long and windy and windy.

He continued to watch the stele, as if a killing would not cause any waves in his state of mind.

When the Chun Jun sword touched the ground, it became a crutch. Every time the tip of the sword fell, it would pick up a cloud of mud.

The spiritual cloud above Luo Hong's head has reached the size of a large water tank, full of oppression. The stone tablet in the first-grade area comprehends, and every comprehension will bring huge mental oppression to Luo Hong.

At the foot of the mountain, some terrified disciples of the Great Xia royal family stared at the back of "Chu Tiannan", thinking that his speed of comprehension would become slower and slower as he entered the first-rank area.

But who would have thought that "Chu Tiannan"'s comprehension speed was not only not slow, but was getting faster and faster, like a mountain rain was about to come, like a violent storm.

The rain became more and more torrential, and the mud splashed constantly on the road.

Every time he came to a stone tablet, Luo Hong would slowly reach out and tap on the surface of the stone tablet.

There will be a strong spiritual will flooding into his mind.

Luo Hong pondered for a moment, and his spiritual power poured into the increasingly vast and frightening spiritual cloud above his head, while Luo Hong walked with his sword and continued to climb the Changling Tomb.

The mighty and oppressive spiritual power above his head is a great crisis.

However, Luo Hong doesn't care about this crisis now, and he doesn't care about it.

That is the future kalpa, and he chose to hold on to the fate here.

On a stone tablet, there is a stern middle-aged man floating on it, with his hands behind his back and a sword behind his back, his temples are flying like swords, and his eyes are extremely sharp.

"Young man, the mental oppression on your head has been piled up too much. If you continue, your soul may die."

This is a master of the ultimate swordsmanship. He stared at Luo Hong and spoke slowly.

Luo Hong glanced at the stele, and his name was marked on the stele: "The master of swordsmanship in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, Li Qingyuan, who returned to the sect at the first rank."

Is it the subjugated master of the Northern Zhou Dynasty?

The subjugated princess of the first monument is a person of the same era.

It's a pity that they are already dead and can only be turned into dry bones and buried in this imperial tomb.

Luo Hong smiled, "If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening."

"Senior, please complete it."

"Three Thousand Ways, just take a scoop, but if you want to taste all the scoops."

Luo Hong's words made the mind of the condensed master of swordsman slightly trance.

I heard it in the morning, can I die in the evening?

What kind of young man is this.

With a chuckle, the master sang loudly with his sword in his hand, and the sword intent on it surged, like a reed crossing the river, tearing apart the surface of the torrential river.

With a bang of Luo Hong's spiritual will, he suddenly realized the sword intent of this master.

The sword qi circulated in Luo Hong's meridians, absorbing this ray of sword intent. Although there was a terrible tearing pain in the meridians, Luo Hong was quite satisfied.

He arched his hands towards the stele, leaned on his sword and continued to climb the mountain.

The heavy rain gradually sprinkled between the sky and the earth, adding a bit of vicissitudes and profundity to Changling.

With one step, the water exploded, and the mud rolled up. Luo Hong came to a stone tablet again. This was the last stone tablet in the first-grade area. The spiritual oppression above has formed a spiritual pond ten feet wide.

Feeling full of oppression, Luo Hong was as small as a stubborn frost grass on the Changling Road under the mental pond.

Luo Hong didn't look at the name on the stele, but came all the way up the mountain to observe the stele, almost forming an inertial movement, Luo Hong directly stretched out his hand and tapped on the stone stele.

hum...

On the stone tablet, a phantom emerged.

Ok?

Luo Hong was startled for a moment.

"Familiar air machine?! Who are you!"

On the stone tablet, a ferocious face suddenly appeared, and there were streaks of black light twining and darting around.

Wei Qiansui?

Looking at the phantom in front of him, Luo Hong couldn't help but look strange.

An extremely crazy and ferocious idea surged out of the stone tablet, like a piece of red-hot iron thrown into cold water, causing the water to boil.

Perhaps because he recognized Luo Hong's aura, Wei Qiansui's face was extremely ferocious. He was already dead, and was beheaded by Chen Tianxuan outside the city of Jiangling Mansion.

But his unwillingness, at this moment, completely burst out, endless resentment, endless anger swept across like a torrential rain.

"Who do you think you are?"

"It is also worthy of understanding our family's way!"

Wei Qiansui's spiritual power turned into a violent storm, hitting Luo Hong's mind and pouring into Luo Hong's sea of ​​will, intending to completely annihilate Luo Hong's spirit.

In fact, most of the stone monuments in the Changling Mausoleum of Great Xia were erected by fallen people. Of course, there are also some great practitioners who have never fallen, and they will erect monuments here earlier. After all, some land immortals, longevity In the 600th year of the Yuan Dynasty, there were even many land immortals who chose to ascend to the gate of heaven and become immortals.

Wei Qiansui's strength is not weak, and he is the ultimate existence in the first-rank realm. An ordinary land immortal in the first realm may not be able to do anything to him. It is also unusual to want to kill him easily.

But at the beginning, Chen Tianxuan's sword was able to kill Chu Xuan, who was also a land immortal. The power of Chen Tianxuan's sword was extremely strong among land immortals.

Therefore, Wei Qiansui died miserably and unwillingly.

But at this moment, he turned his unwillingness into hatred, and wanted to kill Luo Hong.

Rumble!

The will of the mausoleum guard suddenly swept over.

He didn't expect that there would be such a situation, the idea in the stone tablet would kill the enlightened person?

This situation is rare.

Wei Qiansui, he knew, was a great eunuch with good strength, but unfortunately, he died.

If you don't die, you will definitely become a land fairy.

But this time, the idea of ​​the stone tablet left by Wei Qiansui has changed!

"A dead person dares to be a demon?"

The mausoleum guard said indifferently, his voice was faint, making it hard to hear where it came from.

"At the beginning, I didn't agree to allow you to erect a monument. Your way is not serious, but now, something has changed."

"If you dare to attack someone who is enlightened, you will be out of your wits."

There was a bit of disgust in the words of the mountain guard.

The torrential rain fell all over the sky, every raindrop fell on the ground and splashed, and the splashed water turned into flowing water, continuously gathering in front of Luo Hong's body.

In the end, it turned into a flowing palm.

Facing Wei Qiansui's ferocious thought that was flying towards him, he shook his palm violently.

Bang!

The thought of Wei Qiansui at the peak of the first rank was crushed to pieces at this moment, completely annihilated and dissipated!

The world suddenly fell silent.

Only the patter of rain was left beating on the stone tablet and on the stone ladder.

Wei Qiansui's stele began to crack from the middle, and in the end, it was broken into pieces and scattered all over the place, extremely cold.

"Are you going to continue?"

The will of the mountain guard surged, and he asked lightly.

Superimposed on the evil shadow of Chu Tiannan, Luo Hong held his breath and said, "Naturally."

Afterwards, there was no response, and the will of the mountain guard receded.

Holding the Chun Jun sword, Luo Hong stepped out and stepped into the stone tablet area of ​​Lu Xian.