I'm doing business in the Shura field [Rebirth]

In a flash, it was fleeting, and the strangeness that stayed on Liu Menghan's iris like a hallucination disappeared.When he looked again, Liu Fengsheng's face had already recovered, and he was watching him off with a loving father's expression.

Liu Menghan withdrew his gaze, the trace of inexplicable strangeness was pressed in his heart and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

When entering the cave, Liu Menghan paused for a while before settling down.In the central part of Kunlun Mountain, there are three Mahayana ancestors who are sleeping, and the one who is retreating here is the previous master of Kunlun Palace.

Different from the other two masters who concentrated on breaking through and ascending, this one who was proud of his peers in the past, competed to be the first in everything, even ascending to transcend the calamity.In the end, however, he was plotted against at the most critical moment, leaving serious hidden wounds, and had to withdraw from the stage sadly.

For so many years, he has been retreating to resolve the influence left by the inner demons, and because of this, he failed to dissolve into a Sanxian.After the monk surmounted the thunder, his body was tempered into a half-immortal body, and he was only able to complete the transformation with a single kick. However, the ancestor of Kunlun was not so lucky. He fell short and was forced to return to the Mahayana Consummation.

It can be described as ill-fated.

As soon as Liu Menghan entered, he felt that what he stepped into was not a cave, but a cave in the ice.Cultivators don't suffer from cold and heat, but he actually oozes a bone-piercing cold from the inside out.

The deeper he went, the more Liu Menghan felt that he had stepped into a completely independent small world.This feeling came true after he entered the stone room.

What you are stepping on, and what you can see is a pure black and boundless starry sky.Here, distance and sense of direction have lost their effect, and no one can really perceive how vast the other is.

Liu Menghan lowered his head, looked at his nose and heart, bowed his head and said: "Junior Liu Menghan, see the ancestor."

The boundless and terrifying aura made him feel like a light. Unknowable dangers may be hidden behind each star, or may be covered by darkness. Liu Menghan noticed that these stars are all dead, or in other words, the entire universe has cut off its vitality. .

There is a breath of "death" everywhere, no wonder you have to retreat independently.

"Raise your head, and let the old man take a good look at you." The dry and hoarse voice revealed the twilight that was about to reach the end of life.

Liu Menghan raised his head as he said, and when he saw the appearance of the person in front of him, he suddenly suffocated.

The old man floated cross-legged in mid-air, and his loose robe further accentuated his stooped figure, which was already skinny.The face exposed under the hood had prominent cheekbones, deep-set eye sockets, but two round eyeballs protruded outwards, and where the original pupils were, there were two clusters of green pupils shining.

As if practicing some evil skills.

Liu Menghan remembered that his father once mentioned that this ancestor had made a lot of efforts to restore his former glory.Looking at the current appearance of people, I don't know how many hardships they have suffered in the middle.

The old man floated over, and stretched out his withered hand to the young man's cheek, stroking his delicate and firm skin with nostalgia, "When I was young, I used to have the capital to confuse people like you."

There is no trace of the good looks that once inspired the cultivation world on his aging face.

Liu Menghan said again: "I don't know if the ancestor called the junior to come, what is the important order?"

The old man murmured to himself: "Such a good skin, such a good skin..." As he spoke, he pressed his fingertips inwardly, drawing a few bloodstains on the other's fair and clean face.

Liu Menghan frowned: "Old Ancestor..."

The old man suddenly quickened his tone, "Go find that Taoist fetus, let him fall in love with you, and then—"

"kill him."

Liu Menghan never expected such a request, and lost his composure, he couldn't help blurting out: "Why is this?"

The old man calmed down from a certain excited situation, and when he saw his inner turmoil, he was not angry, but persuasively said: "Kill him, and we will have a chance to survive, and thousands of living beings in the world can be saved."

"He is the chief of all evils, if not eliminated, it will cause boundless catastrophe."

Seeing that the young man was still somewhat resistant, he changed the subject and said in a harmonious voice: "Menghan, my good grandson, the ancestor called you, and there is something good to give you. Come, stretch out your hand."

Before Liu Menghan could react, the old man's right hand resting on the side of his face moved away a little, and with a flip of his wrist, a black mass appeared in his palm.

Liu Menghan was shocked all over, and said in astonishment: "This...isn't this?!"

Before he could finish speaking, the thing rushed towards him!Immediately afterwards, Liu Menghan's vision went dark and he lost consciousness.

In the mysterious space that had returned to silence, the old man gasped heavily.

The stiff muscles on his face were twisted and squeezed together because of the smile, black air overflowed from the eye sockets, and the whites of the eyes were instantly swallowed up by thick black.

An 'evil force' that is extremely familiar to both Qinghong and Fuyao instantly permeated the cave.

"found it……"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

His insane laughter echoed throughout the cave.

East China Sea Crystal Palace.

At the same time Liu Menghan was being attacked, Fuyao covered his mouth, black blood couldn't stop overflowing from between his fingers, and soon filled his entire hand.He fled for more than ten thousand miles in an instant - fortunately they were the guests of the Black Flood Dragon King, and no monster came to watch him.

And with his cultivation base, no one monitored his whereabouts when he didn't want anyone to follow him.

As soon as Fuyao let go, he spit out a mouthful of blood on the sleeve of his robe, and burned a hole in the blessed cloak.The veins on his forehead popped up, and his vision gradually blurred. He resisted the pain of his body being torn apart, and quickly formed seals with his hands.

——I can’t leave without saying goodbye.

Accompanied by the changes in seals, Fuyao was originally forced to throw away his helmet and armor by the sudden black waves in his body. The power that lost the city turned into a raging sea of ​​flames. lost ground.

The signs of chapping had already appeared on the surface of his body, and the war in his body had reached the most intense and critical moment.Fuyao bit the tip of her tongue and forced a breath to keep the Lingtai clear.

—he would be worried.

At least, at least tell him.

With this belief, Fuyao pushed back all the raging black waves, and then supported his wobbly body, bit by bit, every detail destroyed the traces that might be exposed.

And in the hall earlier.

Hearing the reminder from the Black Flood Dragon King, Fang Qinghong immediately became serious: "Is there something attached to him? Or is it stained with evil spirits? Is there any way for His Highness to deal with it?"

Black Flood Dragon King: ...

He looked at Fang Qinghong with a smile or not: "Don't you doubt his own problems?"

Fang Qinghong didn't even think about it: "He could have any problems, if he really wanted to harm me, there were plenty of opportunities to do it before."

The expression of the Black Flood Dragon King began to become intriguing: "You are still young, how can you see through all the means and tricks in this world."

After saying this meaningful sentence, he glanced at Fang Qinghong's right hand finger that he hadn't taken off yet, and said: "Your luck is really good, you can get it, it's really cheap for you."

Fang Qinghong lowered his head and saw that it was the finger of the Master Tongtian.

"Your Highness knows it?"

"What is it used for? It is like a Qiankun bag to store the treasure of the leader of Tongtian, or is it a magic weapon for attack and defense?"

Under Fang Qinghong's persistent questioning, the Black Flood Dragon King replied impatiently: "Go and revive it. If you want to go to Penglai Immortal Island in the future, you must have this thing. There is no Yingzhou Island in the main mountain gate of Jiejiao." Then let you fish in troubled waters."

What!To recover again!

Fang Qinghong suddenly felt that the road ahead was long and the responsibilities were heavy and long way to go.How can someone else's fairy artifact be used when you bring it over, and when you come to him, you should ask him to consecrate it first, so that you can serve him happily.

The Nirvana Pool has been used up, where can I find something of the same grade!

No one can hear the wailing in his heart, only he can enjoy it alone.

"Huh?" The Black Flood Dragon King suddenly raised his head, frowned and said, "Go and see your companion, his aura suddenly disappeared."

Before the words fell, people had already rushed to the entrance of the main hall.When he turned the Crystal Palace upside down, and Fuyao was surrounded by a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, Shi Shiran floated over.

Fang Qinghong stepped forward immediately: "Where have you been?"

Fuyao: "Take a walk."

Fang Qinghong: ...

Fang Qinghong: "Brother, Brother Yao, can I call you brother, can you tell me in advance next time when you go out for a walk, so I won't worry for nothing."

When he was angry and complained, his eyebrows and eyes were so vivid, with unconscious intimacy, Fuyao was slightly startled, and then said: "Okay."

Fang Qinghong turned his anger into a smile, "Look at you, because of you I almost offended Jiao Wang and toppled his Crystal Palace, shouldn't you show it?"

Fuyao: "Thank you."

Ok?

Why are you so talkative today?

Fang Qinghong tilted his head and squinted his eyes to look at him.

Fuyao paused, and said: "I have something to deal with, and I can't go with you on the trip of Jianzong."

"Ah? You won't come with me." The disappointment of the young man was beyond words.

"Hmm." The hand of the swinging hand paused for a moment above the furry head, and then fell down.He gently stroked the young man's smooth hair and said, "I want to go with you."

Fang Qinghong was stunned, and even forgot to express his dissatisfaction with touching the head to others.

This is the first time Fuyao has expressed his thoughts and regrets so clearly.

The man met his eyes and promised: "In a few days, I will come to Jianzong to find you."

Fang Qinghong came back to his senses, nodded heavily: "Okay, it's a deal."

"Wait!"

Seeing that the person was about to leave, Fang Qinghong took out the gourd and poured out the four elixir in one go.Except for the one that was completely pitch black and whose medicinal properties had evaporated, he picked out the best one from the remaining three, and stuffed it into Fuyao's hands without any explanation.

"Here you are, it's agreed to be a blessing."

Then he stared at Fuyao nervously, until he saw him swallow the elixir, he heaved a sigh of relief and showed a smile: "Okay, you can go now, I wish you all the best."

With a movement of the hand hidden in the sleeve of Fuyao, she couldn't help but want to touch the spring color at the end of the young man's eyes.

In the end, he just said in a low voice: "Wait for me."

"Got it, let's go!"

The person walked away, and suddenly he was the only one left.

Fang Qinghong reluctantly withdrew his gaze, and belatedly felt a little emptiness.