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"Fuck! Let the little devil figure it out!"

Many faces were gloomy, gnashing their teeth and staring at the ground, as if they wanted to carve a flower on it with their eyes - the magic circle that was originally carved on it had dimmed, and the powerful power contained in it went away along the route that had been designed, and arrived at them. In the hands of the enemy!

Xi Shao on the side didn't look good, he spent a lot of effort to deal with those puppets, and after contacting his companions and knowing that they had also taken care of it, he decided to break the formation.

But what they didn't expect was that after the formation was broken, the formation sent out all the accumulated power, so fast that they had no time to stop it.

At this time, it is not obvious that the other party has premeditated it, unless many people are stupid, but the problem is...

After hesitating for a long time, many still turned their attention to their partner: "I said partner, is your old man really..."

Before the disrespectful words came out, a cold snort suddenly came from outside the door.

A cold snort is nothing, but what if the cold snort seems to be close to the ear, and the volume is about the same as thunder?

Many were shocked, but Xi Shao was startled: "Master?"

"Master..." Many people were shocked again before they could catch their breath, and subconsciously looked towards the door of the basement - at some point, the door of the basement had already been pushed open.

The person standing there was tall and tall, with a calm face, and his demeanor was not angry and pretentious. Just standing there gave many people the urge to run away—whether it was the other person's temperament or anything else, he reminded him of the person who gave him He is a military father who has left countless painful memories.

Just now my partner called him Master... That is to say, this is the one who went to the battlefield to fight against Japan, was almost expelled from the mountain gate, and finally inherited the name of "Zhang Tianshi", the only few people left in the "Yan" generation of Longhushan One of them, Zhang Yanmiao?

The man who looked no more than 40 years old walked down the steps slowly, his eyes scanned the dim magic circle underground, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up.Immediately, he looked at Xi Shao: "Not bad."

The method of breaking the formation was crisp and sharp, and pointed directly at the vital points. Obviously, although this disciple went down the mountain to enter the Gongmen, he never neglected the practice of Taoism.

"I also ask the teacher to advise." Xi Shao lowered his head, his tone sounded okay, but it sounded different to Zhang Yanmiao's ears—there was nothing to say about the way of breaking the formation, and it was worth teaching, which was naturally another matter. thing.

It seems that going down the mountain is really not a good thing, the obedient apprentice has already learned how to lead the teacher... The corners of Zhang Dazhen's mouth twitched unobtrusively, he raised his hand and pointed to the stairs in the basement, and said lightly: "Go up and talk."

At the same time, the ground trembled slightly, and dull sounds came one after another, causing the expressions of the two partners to change.

Zhang Yanmiao didn't respond, but raised his eyebrows: "It seems that you are busy again."

They didn't understand the meaning of this sentence until they walked into the courtyard - the sewer mouth not far away was spouting a strong stream of water, and the snow-white water splash reflected the light of the street lamp, which looked like a fountain. Look, there is more than one such "fountain".

No wonder Zhang Yanmiao said they were going to be busy... Looking at the fountains rising and falling one after another, thinking about the future between the government and the media in order to cover up the truth, many people feel stomach ache.

But you have to die to understand, exchanged glances with your partner, and took a step forward: "May I ask the real person... what's going on?"

It was this person who instructed them to "separately attack", and now it seems that they were deceived in all likelihood—but, why?

Zhang Yanmiao didn't speak, he just watched the splashing water silently, with some inexplicable complex emotions in his eyes.

After a long time, he sighed and said some nonsensical words: "According to the original plan, who are you?"

"Go to 'Tianyuan' to meet up with your companions." There were still many answers.

"You don't need to go, there is Mr. Qingjiao over there, so there won't be any trouble," Zhang Yanmiao shook his head, "He always thinks that this matter should not involve outsiders..."

Sighing slightly, Zhang Yanmiao changed the subject again: "Before I didn't tell you guys directly, it was because the matter was too involved and I couldn't understand it in a few words. Now, it doesn't matter."

He pointed to the ground under his feet: "It is true that those devils set up an formation here, but the person who set up the formation is far more cunning than you think. He thought from the very beginning that someone would come to stop him, so this The formation has already been tampered with. Once someone breaks the square formation, the formation will do the opposite and send all the power gathered before to Tianyuan - he is basically waiting for others to break the formation .”

"So that's how it is..." Before Xi Shao had guessed, after Zhang Yanmiao said it, he understood it even more, "If there is no one..."

"No one? If there's no one, he'll break it by himself—hmph, here's just a few puppets, that's all, other places... From the very beginning, that person probably had the plan of sacrificing his companions."

When mentioning the instigator of this incident, Zhang Yanmiao's face remained unchanged, but there was a vague murderous intent in his eyes.

After entering the Taoist sect for decades, his state of mind has long been like water in an ancient well, and it is difficult to make waves.Only this matter, only this person, made him still angry even thinking about it.

"This time I kept it from you. I made my own decision. After all, these things can't be explained in a short while. It's better to let you do it first, and then explain it in detail..." Pressing his anger, Zhang Yanmiao turned around He turned around and faced his disciples, "This matter should start from 70 years ago."

70 years ago...

At that time, Linshan was just a dilapidated small county town. Years of wars made this not-so-rich place even more miserable. Only the Linshui River outside Linshan City was running like before.

At that time, Zhang Yanmiao was still a young Taoist priest who hadn't started for a few years. The war in Shenzhou made his already unsteady Dao heart even more chaotic, and finally he simply went down the mountain secretly—not to mention becoming "Zhang Tianshi", he was very serious about himself. There is no hope of being expelled from the mountain gate.

The death aura coming from the front became more and more intense, Zhang Yanmiao's brows were twisted into a knot, and he only wished that he could walk faster.

He just got the news that there seems to be a powerful person hidden in a Japanese army in Linshan County - the person who spread the news didn't dare to confirm the matter, only said it was possible, Zhang Yanmiao went to investigate He just wanted peace of mind, but the more he rushed to Linshan, the more frightened he became.

At the beginning, this dead air was almost undetectable, but now it was so strong that it made him feel like he was soaked in ice water. It was absolutely impossible to be produced on a normal battlefield—then what could it be over there?

Zombie?wight?still……

Zhang Yanmiao was thinking hard, but his movements suddenly stopped—a strange feeling rushed through his heart, and he stopped his steps abruptly. At this moment, a long, earth-shattering cry came from a distance!

Caught off guard, Zhang Yanmiao was stunned by the powerful force wrapped in his voice. He was about to stand still when the second long chants came!

This is……

There are countless creatures who are good at singing and howling in the world, and Zhang Yanmiao is also very knowledgeable. He has heard the roar of lions, tigers, monkeys and wolves, but he has never heard such an extremely clear and powerful sound that seems to directly shake the world.

The only one who can make such a sound is...

Not daring to delay any longer, Zhang Yanmiao suppressed the tumbling blood energy, and rushed towards the place where the sound came from.

After walking for a while, Zhang Yanmiao stopped.

Under his feet, there was green grass, and in front of his eyes, there was blood red.

It seems that someone has drawn a precise dividing line on the earth with a ruler. Outside the line is the ordinary world, and inside the line is the blood river hell.

Flesh and bones, skin and internal organs, all the parts that make up a person are mixed together, churned into a mass of black and red mud, covering the entire field in front of his eyes.

The strong smell of blood almost seemed to have substance, rolling into a viscous vortex, which made him unable to move...

In the two years since he went down the mountain, he has seen countless tragic battlefields, but none of them can compare to the ferocity and terror in front of him.

In this sea of ​​blood, there is a person standing.

His whole body was covered in blood, almost indistinguishable from the ground around him. Zhang Yanmiao couldn't see his face, but he could feel the strong aura coming from him - this person is absolutely extraordinary!

While Zhang Yanmiao was thinking, the man suddenly raised his head—the third long chant resounded through the sky!

Different from the previous two chants, this long chants no longer had the power to shake the heavens and the earth, but it was full of unspeakable grief.

Accompanied by this sound, the dark clouds that originally covered the sky suddenly rolled, and thunder rumbled.

In the world, there is only one kind of creature that can use its own emotions to stir up clouds and rain in all directions. When it is extremely sad, the world will cry together——

That is……

dragon……

The heavy rain poured down, splashing countless blood on the ground, and within a few steps, Zhang Yanmiao's body was covered with blood-red spots.

Needless to say, it was difficult to walk under such circumstances, Zhang Yanmiao gritted his teeth, and finally walked to the man's side.

The rain washed away the blood on his face, allowing Zhang Yanmiao to see his appearance clearly - it was a well-looking young man with long cyan hair hanging down, but he was wearing a military uniform, which looked a little weird.

He stood there in a daze, letting the rain wash away and Zhang Yanmiao scrutinizing him, as if he had lost his heart and soul.

"You..." Zhang Yanmiao opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

This cry seemed to bring back the young man's mind, he opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound, his body trembled, and he knelt softly on the ground, among the blood stains.

"what……"

He opened his mouth to speak, but only made a broken voice.

"Ah..."

Hot tears fell from his eyes, mixed with the cold rain, and fell to the ground.

His fingers frantically slid on the ground, but he could only touch the soft and sticky blood mud. Even with all his strength, he couldn't find out the existence of those people from the misery.

His subordinates, his comrades, his brothers, his best friends.

The partners who fought side by side with him, and the family members who shared his joys and sorrows.

Is gone.

No one is there anymore.