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The vision suddenly appeared, the wind in the ancestral hall was loud, the curtains and gauze shadows fluttered and danced, the candlestick was overturned, and the wax oil that had not dried up flowed out of it and solidified on the ground.The sound of nothingness suddenly sounded, and each sound seemed to hit Wen Xia'er's depths of the sea of ​​consciousness directly, shocking his mind, and it lasted for several breaths before calming down.

He slowly opened his eyes, stood up from the futon, and the red amulet flew out from his sleeve and stuck to the door.The next moment, white shadows and light patterns appeared in the ancestral hall, and the ethereal sound entered his ears, and the closed door opened with a bang, revealing the scene outside.

The snow-capped scenery has long since melted away, new branches have sprung up, and flowers have burst into buds.The breeze blows from outside, mixed with the scent of flowers and green grass.

Winter is gone, spring is here.

As Wen Xia walked out of the ancestral hall, the dazzling sunlight in the sky made him squint his eyes uncomfortably. At this moment, the sound of hurried running came from the courtyard.

Youshu's hair was in a mess, and he ran towards the ancestral hall with his sword in his hand. Seeing him outside the gate of the ancestral hall, he was taken aback for a moment, then quickly ran in front of him, and asked anxiously, "Young Master has entered the realm?"

Wen Xia said, "It's just now that I've stepped into No Boundary."

After hearing this, You Shu's tense body finally relaxed a bit, but soon his face showed a defensive look, and he took Wen Xia'er's arm, "Time is running out, young master, please leave this place with me quickly!"

As soon as the voice fell, a light and shadow suddenly burst out in the sky not far ahead, the wind blew up, flying sand and rocks, and the ground trembled accordingly.

"What's going on here?" Wen Xia asked, steadying herself.

"Let's go!" You Shu didn't answer, without being disturbed by the shaking of the sky, he ran all the way to the back door, left Wen's house, and walked into a remote alley.

Wen Xia was skeptical, seeing that Youshu was leading him in the direction of leaving the city, he couldn't help asking: "Mr. Youshu, why did you leave the city? What happened in the city?"

Youshu didn't look back, and led him to run all the way, "...When you get to a safe place, Youshu will explain to Shaojun again!"

Wen Xia was even more puzzled. When he ran out of the alley and stepped into the gate of the city, he suddenly heard the sound of weapons colliding.

He turned his head and looked, behind him was a flame, burning from the street to the corner of the alley, the raging fire was spreading, spreading, spraying hot flames.

Burn everything in this city.

Wen Xia was stunned for a moment, her footsteps stopped suddenly.

"Wen Yang is right in front!" A group of monks ran out from the flames, all of them holding weapons, with unfriendly expressions, "Cut the weeds and roots! You can't let the tiger go back to the mountain!"

You Shu slapped open the city gate, "Young Master, hurry up!"

"Why should I leave?" Countless thoughts flashed through Wen Xia's mind, "Why did the city of Mingqiu catch fire? Why did you kill the grass and root out the roots, and what did you let the tiger go back to the mountain?"

The monks who were chasing them were close at hand, Youshu threw the sword in his hand, and several sword formulas burst out, temporarily blocking the pursuit of the people behind.

He took Wen Xia'er and turned around and ran out of the city. Suddenly, several arrows were shot from the city. You Shu turned around and stood in front of Wen Xia'er, blocking them with his sword, "Today suddenly tens of thousands of immortal cultivators broke into Mingqiu City In order not to startle the snakes, they set fire to the city, and the old, weak, women and children in the city did not escape the catastrophe! I am ordered by Mr. Wen to protect the young master out of the city!"

The sound of breaking the wind as the string fell sounded one after another, and the rain of arrows rushed down, attacking Wen Xiayou and Youshu outside the city.

Wen Xia summoned the ice talisman, and an ice shield immediately formed in front of the two of them. The arrows kept hitting the ice layer, and the thick ice shield was soon covered with scars.

He said, "I want to go back to the city."

You Shu returned to the sword, not wanting to fight, "Young Master, going back now is to disappoint Mr. Wen's painstaking efforts!"

Wen Xia'er already had thoughts in her mind and began to clamor, "Where is my father?"

Countless figures rushed out of the wide-open city gate, heading straight for Wen Xia'er and You Shu, and someone shouted, "Wen Qiufeng has exhausted himself to death!"

"Get rid of the evil and do all the work, and whoever takes Wen Yang's head again will be the first!"

"Being famous and becoming famous is now!"

You Shu tightly held the long sword in his hand, his expression changed again and again, finally he gritted his teeth, grabbed Wen Xia's shoulder, turned around and ran into the forest outside the city.

The two of them kept running towards the depths of the forest, Wen Xia was about to turn around and go back, but You Shu was firmly ensnaring him, making him unable to do other actions other than running forward.

"I want to go back to Mingqiu City!" Wen Xier struggled to break free from Youshu,

Seeing that he was about to leave, Youshu put his sword across his shoulder, "If you want to go back, you should step on Youshu's corpse!"

The blade was sharp, and there were blood marks on You Shu's neck.

Wen Xia curled up her fingertips, "Mr. Youshu, why are you forcing me?"

"Mr. Wen's only entrustment to Youshu is to escort Shaojun out of the city!" You wrote bitterly, "Unless I die, Shaojun will not be allowed to return to the city!"

When he said this, his figure suddenly swayed forward and fell down. Wen Xia immediately reached out his hand to catch him, and his hand was wet.

The back of You Shu was already dripping with blood at some point, Wen Xia was stunned, "Mr. You Shu..."

Youshu's eyes were closed tightly, and he uttered through his teeth: "Youshu was injured before he met Shaojun...Young Master, please don't blame yourself."

"Mr. You Shu, hold on." Wen Xia's spiritual power was waiting to cover You Shu's chest, but You Shu held his hand and interrupted him.

"Shaojun has just entered Wujing, and his realm is unstable. You must not, you must not use your spiritual power recklessly, otherwise... you will easily generate demons and be eaten back by yourself." Youshu's chest heaved, "Mr. Wen firmly believes that Shaojun will be able to find out sooner or later. The great way is boundless. These, these are what Mr. Wen asked me to convey to Shaojun."

"Mr. Youshu doesn't need to repeat it." Wen Xia managed to calm himself down, "I want my father to tell me personally."

"Mr. Wen, ever since we wiped out the remnants of the Tianji Sect to avenge our parents, we have been plagued by karma and our cultivation level has plummeted." You Shu opened his eyes, but his sight was out of focus, "Mr. One day. He never let Shaojun participate in the planning, and he didn't let Shaojun know what we did...just to keep Shaojun out of the matter and not be involved in these grievances. But Mr. Wen was still wrong. "

"Children are innocent, pregnant with jade..."

"Mr. Wen only wanted to protect the young master from the beginning to the end." You Shu said with a frivolous air, "Sir, don't complain about Mr. Wen anymore, you must live..."

As soon as the words were finished, You Shu's grip on Wen Xia's hand suddenly loosened.He tilted his head, his chest no longer rose or fell.

Wen Xia'er sat on the spot in a daze, her body like a rigid stone, without any movement.

"Find out Wen Yang!"

"Don't let him go!"

There were footsteps walking back and forth in the forest, eager and noisy, like the sound of magic, disturbing people's mind.

Wen Xia's Adam's apple was slippery, and she stood up from the ground unsteadily, "Father."

An arrow flew past his cheek, "We found Wen Yang!"

Wen Xia turned around, and in front of him were all Xianxiu holding weapons, hundreds of arrows shot at him head-on, gilt fire flew out from his bun, golden light flourished, and the rain of arrows was hidden in it, standing in front of him The cultivator in front of him was shaken several feet away, the weapon fell out of his hand, and fell to the ground.He walked away on the wind and went straight to Mingqiu City.

"... Wen Yang has entered the realm of nowhere!" Xianxiu vomited blood and got up from the ground, "Don't stay any longer! Don't stay any longer!"

In Mingqiu City, beside the streets and bridges, and the stone steps under the eaves, everywhere you can see, there are corpses everywhere, blood flowing like rivers.

Standing in the flames, Wen Xia kept looking back and looking around.

After a long time, he stopped, looked at everything in front of him and asked softly, "Where is this?"

The familiar people and scenery in the past have all changed into appearances he does not know.

He could only see the mountain of corpses in the sea of ​​blood, the redness and hotness imprinted by the prairie fire, burning his vision and gnawing at his heart.

"Father." He called out in a harsh voice, "Father..."

He went deep into the city, screaming continuously.

He wanted to say that he was wrong, he was so wrong, he shouldn't have said those hurtful words, he was the most selfish person, he was the one who didn't deserve to be his father's son.

"Father!" He was walking in the city in a daze, like a lost child, looking for his only support with all his heart, "Father, father!"

"I know I'm wrong, I'm obedient." He said in a hoarse voice, "Don't you want to play, don't you want to..."

He repeated these words for a long time, but he never heard half a sentence echoed.

He knelt down on the ground, his eyes blurred.

The bones in the city were piled up like a mountain, he couldn't argue, he already... couldn't argue.

He pinched his throat with his hands, and opened his mouth to continue screaming, but his throat was already dry and hoarse, and only a few choking sounds came out of his mouth.He lowered his arms, and there was a pinched red mark on his neck. He seemed to be unconscious, and pinched his palms with his fingers. The blood drops fell to the scorched ground along his curved knuckles, and disappeared.

The city gate was wide open, and countless monks rushed in from both ends of the street. They rushed over the corpses in the city and occupied every inch of the city.

"You Wen's father and son killed innocent people indiscriminately, full of evil! Heaven's law is clear, today, everyone in my immortal way wiped out the evil cultivators in Mingqiu City and helped the Dao! Wen Yang, you will be arrested if you don't let go!"

The sound of weapons being unsheathed suddenly sounded, and countless knives, guns, swords and halberds pointed at the young man in plain mourning clothes surrounded by the crowd.

Wen Xia spread her fingertips and stood up from the ground.

He took a step forward, and the monk holding the weapon took a step back, "... so what if you are in nowhere, there are more than [-] of us who are afraid of you alone!"

What is Boundless? Looking at the entire Immortal Cultivation World, there are no more than three people who have entered Boundless.

Lord Ruojin Chang Yuandao of Yuze Mountain and Lord Miaoyinqing Jun Lingshen are two of them, and Demon Lord Wen Qiufeng of Mingqiu is one of them.

There is another one, the person standing in front of them at this moment, Shaojun Mingqiu, Wen Xiaer.

Wen Xia glanced at these monks one by one, and asked, "Where is my father?"

No one dared to answer.

Wen Xia raised her hand, dragged a person from the crowd in the air, mentioned the air, and repeated, "Where is my father?"

The monk was terrified at being caught, the weapon slipped from his hand, and his legs kicked wildly in the air.Hearing this, he said with horror on his face: "Wen Qiufeng...Wen Qiufeng died of exhaustion an hour ago! His soul is dead!"

There was a dead silence all around.

Until Wen Xia let go, the monk fell to the ground with a bang.

His face was calm, but his clothes moved without wind.After a while, he said: "Then you will be buried with my father."

The sky over Mingqiu City was suddenly covered with dark clouds, the sky in the city was dark, and the wind was blowing.

The monks had sensed that something was wrong, and rushed forward, swords, lights, swords, arrows and talisman arrays were released from all directions, and when they were about to approach Wen Xia'er, they saw a coquettish red light suddenly appearing from Wen Xia's feet, the light and shadow were like charms, and the breath Sen Ran blocked all of their attacks!

Wen Xia's hairpin cuts the center of the palm, the old wound has not healed, and a new scar is added.

He lowered his wrist slightly, allowing the bright red blood to slip from the back of his hand and drip into his feet without blinking.

The formation sucked spiritual blood, and the red light suddenly became more intense, and thousands of ghostly shadows emerged from the formation, wrapping around the figure of Xianxiu, pulling them into the spirit-killing formation, and devouring them.

"Crazy, crazy..."

"Escape, escape from the city!"

The blood from the bite of Xianxiu's bite was scattered in all directions by the evil shadow, and the streets were covered with blood.

Wen Xia's whole body is blood-red, without any trace of whiteness.

He walked slowly along the sea of ​​blood towards the wide-open city gate, and with every step he took, the spirit-killing array became more dense under his feet.He flicked his sleeves, and the city gate closed with a bang, and the ghostly shadow caught the monk who was trying to escape from the city gate, and pulled him back into the formation.

"I have nowhere to escape." Wen Xia looked at the bloody scene in front of him, "Where else do you want to escape to?"

Fighting and gnawing, blood and flames intertwined, screams burst forth, and corpses lay all over the ground.Not long after, the city became a sea of ​​blood.

Jun Ling Shen, Cheng Shuxin and Chang Yuandao led the disciples of Yu Zeshan to the outside of Mingqiu City. When everyone saw the sky was covered with dark clouds and the red light was extinguished, the alarm bells rang in their hearts.

The city gate was closed tightly, and Jun Ling Shen Zhaojian was about to split the city gate, Chang Yuan said to stop him, "Ling Chen, don't be impatient! Just look..."

Before he could finish speaking, the city gate flew away with a bang, and Jun Lingshen's figure had disappeared from their sight.

The blood in Wen Xia's palms had dried up, and the shadow of evil spirit returned to the spirit extermination array.A corpse fell from under the eaves, and fell into the sea of ​​blood with a thump, and a few drops of blood splashed onto his cheek.

The sudden pain in his chest pulled back some of his thoughts.Wen Xia stepped into the sea of ​​blood, walking forward with one foot deep and the other shallow.At this moment, the sound of footsteps suddenly sounded in his ears, he raised his head slightly, but the sound of footsteps stopped abruptly.

A figure in white was standing not far from him.

"Wen..." The visitor seemed to be having a hard time uttering a sound in his throat, and he slowed down for a long time, "Wen Yang."

Wen Xia stared at the figure steadfastly, and for a while, without saying a word, stepped forward and continued walking.

When passing by the other party, Jun Lingshen grabbed his wrist suddenly, and said in a hoarse voice, "You are possessed."

Chang Yuandao and Cheng Shu led the disciples into the city of Mingqiu one step later, and they were shocked after seeing the scene inside the city.

"That's... that's Mr. Wen?"

Everyone followed the disciple's voice, and saw a blood-soaked young man standing beside Jun Ling's shoulders, his eyes were blood red, and his whole body was full of murderous aura.

Wen Xia saw the disciples of Yu Zeshan running towards him with Lanxi swords in their hands, and there was a smile on his face.

"I am a demon." His voice was extremely hoarse, "The Immortal Lord is here to eliminate demons and defend the way."

Jun Ling Shen's lips were pale, and he opened his lips for a long time but could not utter half a word.

But at this moment, a sentence flashed into Wen Xia's mind.

Those who harm the world will never be tolerated.

Wen Xia's figure swayed for a moment, but then she smiled softly.He suddenly grabbed Jun Lingchen's hand with his backhand, and said, "Jun Miaoyinqing can't cross me."

His eyes were covered with blood mist, and he looked at Jun Lingchen, "Why don't you become a demon with me, this demon."

Fall into this sea of ​​blood with me.

my love.

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