Gu Meizhi

Xihe's long sword pointed proudly at the sky. It was clearly the rising sun at this time, but with the sound of Ling Yu's muttering of sword formulas, everyone felt that the sky was getting darker, and thick rolling clouds approached the sky from nowhere. It seemed that there was thunder and lightning passing through it vaguely, but hearing the loud thunder, it suddenly pierced through the tip of Xi He's sword.

Ling Yu's swordsmanship was originally fierce and scorching, but at this moment, with the momentum of thunder and lightning, his sword intent was approaching Qiongqi, and his moves were all desperate and desperate.

Qiongqi let out a soft snort, the movement under his feet seemed to be self-contained, but with a few delicate steps to avoid, he avoided Ling Yu's mighty sword force like a ghost.

He didn't have a weapon in his hand, so he flicked the wind casually, and there was an invisible and thick monster aura pouring from his fingertips. Ling Yu couldn't resist the sharpness of it, and was forced to raise his sword to block from time to time.

Qiongqi smiled and said: "This is really interesting. The theory of Yin Kun gold attracting thunder is only heard in the ancient Great Wilderness. I just think it has disappeared without a trace. I didn't expect you to be a unique swordsman——

"Interesting, interesting, the painstaking efforts of such a talented swordsman, I don't know what it tastes like?"

Ling Yu's brows were tightly frowned, and he didn't say a word at the moment, and the faster he hit, the innate gossip formation was vaguely under his feet, which was instructed by Elder Tianji himself, leading Qiongqi deeper and deeper without a trace.

All of a sudden, there was a sound of hula la, and a fire as high as a person suddenly sprang up from the top of the mountain. The velvet spirit grass that had been soaked in kerosene beforehand ignited when it was fired, and it became stronger when it was blown by the wind. The thick smoke covered the sky and covered the sky. The Kunlun disciples who were hiding in all directions swarmed up, and suddenly surrounded Qiongqi in the center of the formation.

Although these people don't have the ability of elite disciples to stand up to ten, but with the help of the Elder Tianji's formation and covered by smoke, they surrounded Qiongqi in the center, and they didn't lose the wind for a while.

And Tenghuang and Chaos are confronting each other from a distance—at least Chaos has not lost a bit of vigilance. Although he glanced at the battle situation of Qiongqi from the corner of his eye, his full energy was still focused on Tenghuang.

Teng Huang was concentrating on looking at the battle situation in the distance, but suddenly he seemed to think of something, reached out and grabbed it from the air, and conjured a celadon rustic small tea bowl out of thin air.

chaos:"……"

Teng Huang was chewing broad beans with great interest, seeing Ling Yu taking Qiong Qi by surprise with a group of Kunlun disciples and leading Qiong Qi into chaos in the formation, he suddenly gasped and said with great interest: "So that's what they meant, I didn't I don't know."

Chaos glanced at the situation indifferently, without any intention of helping, and said coldly: "Soldiers are not tired of deceit, so naturally we need to strike first. In the past, the Dihong family never used these. You have never seen it, so it is only natural."

Teng Huang said with a smile: "What's wrong with being an upright and upright teacher? It's not that Emperor Hongzun doesn't know the tricks of soldiers, it's just that he doesn't bother to use them."

Chaos looked away and snorted coldly: "Post-posing."

Teng Huang dusted off the fava bean crumbs scattered on the front of his clothes. Hearing this, he raised his brows slightly, and suddenly swung the sleeves of his robe, and white smoke suddenly emitted from the bottom of his sleeves.

As the brilliance flowed, Chaos frowned, and before he had time to react, he heard a slow and slow voice, "Thousands of years have passed, Di Jiang, how much do you remember about Emperor Hongzun?"

For a moment, the white smoke dissipated, the scenery changed completely, and Chaos narrowed his eyes slightly.

During the chaotic battle, Qiongqi and all the Kunlun disciples disappeared without a trace, and even the towering Kunlun Tianfu Peak under his feet also changed its appearance.

The gentle breeze with the aura of plants and trees rushed towards his face, and he looked around in a daze. In the center of the city at the end of his line of sight stood a simple and simple palace of jade white, majestic and solemn.

Chaos stared at the former residence for a long time, but he didn't come back to his senses for a while, when he suddenly heard rustling sounds, some animal jumped past him briskly, and went straight to Tenghuang, it was a yellow beast that showed its original body.

Chaos once thought that in this life, it would be difficult to see the country of the Baimin in the ancient Great Desolation, and it would be difficult to see the original riding the yellow. When he slaughtered the Baimin country, he killed madly and ruthlessly, and the blood flowed like a river. The beast escaped with his life.

At this moment, when he suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, although he knew it was an ethereal illusion constructed by Teng Huang, he still couldn't help shaking his head slightly, unconsciously evoking some yellowed old memories.

At that time, when I was young, I spent most of my time following the Emperor Hong's family in the South and North. Even if I stayed in Bai Minguo during festivals, I still had to practice martial arts with my brothers at dawn every day. Huang is always on the sidelines to supervise.

He vaguely recalled that the Emperor Hongshi had strict control over their brothers when they were young, and this old Chenghuang, who had become a master, had a fox heart, despicable and dirty, and often stumbling them. It seems that they can't beat him.

And his elder brothers... Chaos is a little dazed, he has not thought about the past of his youth for thousands of years, there are frequent wars in the ancient wilderness, most of the brothers who grew up together died on the battlefield, and even the appearance in his memory has long been blurred up.

Instead, he smelled a strong smell of blood on the night of Tuguo, just like yesterday.

Chaos closed his eyes, opened them suddenly, stared fixedly at Teng Huang's back not far away, and said softly: "The emperor sent you here, could it be that you are using this small skill of the water moon mirror flower to persuade me?" Get lost?"

Teng Huang stood with his hands behind his back, his tall figure cast a long shadow in front of the majestic city wall, he seemed to be smiling slightly, and there seemed to be indescribable nostalgia in his voice.

"Whether you are lost or not, and whether you know how to return, you naturally know it well."

Teng Huang's voice fell, but there was a loud crackling sound, like a thunderbolt smashing down in the air, and the quiet and peaceful scene in front of him was instantly torn apart.

A deep crack with a radius of one foot suddenly opened on the green grassy ground. Thick black mist rolled in the crack, and the evil spirit was transpiring, gradually turning into a vortex.The gust of wind suddenly blew off the surrounding trees and flowers, and flew backward into the black mist vortex.

Teng Huang stood on the spot and stared quietly until the sand and stones were blown up by the strong wind, and the distant city wall collapsed, the bricks and tiles of the palace were scattered, and the old city was completely destroyed, and it was swept in the wind and fell into a monster formed by the gathering of evil spirits. In the vortex, Teng Huang walked slowly.

His white satin robe fluttered in the strong wind, but the steps under his feet were as steady as a thousand pounds.He stopped on the side of the vortex, and heard a chaotic, deep and hoarse voice coming from the depths of the demonic aura.

"This seat knows what it is."

……

The huge vortex tearing apart in the blue sky has lasted for more than half an hour, and the thick evil spirit is like the undercurrent of the sea tumbling in it, and it seems to be covering the sky and covering the sun.

Ling Yu passed by with his sword in mid-air, and even felt an irresistible strong suction force, which almost dragged him into the depths of the demonic aura.

His five fingers almost pinched blood in his palm, and suddenly he screamed, not only was not forced by the vortex of monster energy, but he became stronger when he encountered strong ones, and he swooped down towards the messy and broken Kunlun formation on the ground.

Even if all the disciples of Kunlun worked together as one, it was still difficult to resist the powerful Qiongqi monster.Twenty or thirty disciples who were still inexperienced had vomited blood and were seriously injured. Even Elder Tian Xiang suffered a heavy blow and passed out on the ground.

Ling Yu gritted his teeth fiercely. Chaos and Teng Huang in the vortex of the sky are still alive and dead. At this juncture, they can only support with all their strength.

The sound of the sword piercing through the air, before the blazing sword energy touched the ground, Ling Yu suddenly felt his body tilted, and the majestic monster energy was overwhelming, tearing him down from midair.

Fortunately, he acted accordingly, turned his hand and inserted Xihe's long sword deeply into the ground, and managed to avoid being smashed to pieces. However, the blood in his chest was churning, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Ling Yu didn't care about other things, and suddenly raised his head, only to see the torn vortex shaking and slowly closing in mid-air, the chaotic figure floated down, and behind him was empty, without any yellow shadow.

Ling Yu's heart sank, but seeing Chaos glanced at the ground battle situation, as if he didn't care about it at all, he turned into a black shadow with evil spirit and headed towards the remotest Great Desolate Abyss.

"—Chaos, wait a minute and go."

Qiongqi's soft voice came from afar in the chaotic battle, it sounded calm and tinged with a smile.Before the laughter died down, he had already turned into a black shadow and followed behind him, drifting away in a flash, leaving the group of Kunlun disciples in a panic far behind.

Ling Yu raised his sleeve to wipe the blood from his lips indiscriminately, gritted his teeth and supported himself to stand up.He tried his best to support himself until now, not for anything else, just for a tight string in his heart, that is to keep Kunlun safe and Mei Qingjian safe.

At this moment, I saw two black shadows in the sky, one in front and the other in the back, rushing towards the Great Desolate Abyss, Teng Huang was nowhere to be found, and the Elder Tianxiang was dead or alive. Looking around, there were panicked and pale faces of Kunlun disciples.

He forced himself to suppress the roiling blood in his chest, randomly pushed aside the crowd in front of him, and staggered straight in the direction of Elder Tianshu.

Several elders gathered together, Elder Tianliang was healing Elder Tianxiang with trembling fingers, the cold white light unique to the healing spell seemed to be trembling, against the pale and lifeless face of Elder Tianxiang, It made Ling Yu feel cold all over.

But after all, he couldn't mess up on his own, he took a deep breath, rushed forward with a stride, and said hastily:

"Master! Uncle Tianji and Junior Brother Mei are still in the Great Desolation Abyss. I'm afraid they will be in danger. At this juncture, we need to send more people to the abyss—"

Ling Yu hadn't finished his sentence when a Kunlun disciple in front of him who was bending over to check Elder Tianxiang's injury suddenly straightened up slightly, and happened to be beside Elder Tianshu.Ling Yu suddenly met his four eyes, and stopped his mouth involuntarily.

Ning Zizhen said with a half-smile, "That's right, Shishu should send someone there as soon as possible."

Ling Yu shuddered suddenly.

The blood in his chest was hot and fierce, his heart beat faster and faster, and he trembled uncontrollably, his body was drenched in cold sweat, Ling Yu suppressed his emotions with all his strength, and pinched his ten fingernails into the depths of his palm , opened his mouth word by word.

"……what do you mean?"