Waiting for the wind, waiting for the rain, waiting for your return

The two followed the guidance of the tracking mantra, and saw a long line from a distance, which seemed to be endless.The team is moving forward at an even pace.

The two quickly lowered their eyes and stood at the end of the line. After waiting for about an hour, they finally entered the main entrance of the main hall, only to find that there was a huge mourning hall set up here. Needless to say, it must be Sima Wanru's mourning hall.On both sides of the trail from the main entrance to the mourning hall, there are former Youyun Guozhu Kingdom company Ma Chengye and the prime minister's mansion kneeling on both sides. The mourning clothes are stained with blood, and they still retain the tragic state before death. Either the seven orifices are bleeding, or the limbs are incomplete. Even maintaining such a repentant posture for thousands of years could not dispel the hatred in Shen Yan's heart.

The two little ghosts in front of the mourning hall distributed silk mourning clothes and long-burning lamps to the ghost newcomers who came to worship, and changed their clothes the moment they crossed the threshold.The mourning hall was already full of people kneeling down, wearing headbands and waistbands, and holding red lanterns from the other side flickering immortal will-o'-the-wisps.Huge white mourning banners hung all around, fluttering in the influx of night wind, and the guard kid yawned boredly.

They are actually going to guard the spirit here!

Jun Fu scolded Shen Yan countless times in his heart, and the majestic Xiaoyao King was lying in the coffin again, and he was wearing sackcloth and filial piety to guard the spirit. He really saw a ghost!But no, I really saw a ghost.

Kneeling next to Zhang Chengwen, Xu died not long ago, his complexion had not yet turned blue and black, and his eyes were empty on his pale, bloodless face.Xiao Zhongyuan sighed from the bottom of his heart, and recited a rebirth mantra to him using the technique of sound transmission into secrets.

It was finally dawn, and a little ghost came to take all the newcomers to Youyuntai.Seeing the team filing out, the two slowly moved forward tacitly. The team was too long, and it took a lot of time for those little ghosts to patrol back and forth. Unknowingly, the two secretly moved to the front of the team. Row.And after leaving the Siru Hall, all the newcomers' clothes were changed into the same wedding style, the style is old, it should be the clothes of Youyun Kingdom.

The so-called "Youyun Terrace" used to be Dianjiang Terrace. A hundred-foot-high platform was built on the huge school field, and a thousand-meter-long ladder was built up. The big red carpet stretched down from the high platform, over the stairs, and stretched forward to infinity. .

There were three thousand ghosts standing on both sides of the red carpet. These were brothers who had followed Shen Yan on the battlefield. Because of Sima Chengye's selfish interests, he was rejected by the left governor from the city gate, so that the entire army was wiped out. .Now, their souls have already entered the six realms of reincarnation, and their bodies still follow the former commander.

It's just that these soldiers have no expression on their faces, with clear gray faces and cloudy eyes.Wearing black fish-scale armor, wearing black boots, and a black helmet with all green feathers, and holding a long dagger, it is magnificent.Lie Lie banners are planted around the school grounds, with a powerful "Shen" character embroidered on it with golden silk thread.

It's not the sound of gongs and drums, but the sound of war drums. Shen Yan once said that he will come back triumphantly with his achievements and feats, and promise Sima Wanru the grandest wedding.

"Ghost King! Ghost King!" Three thousand ghost soldiers shouted in unison, the voice was deafening.

On the high platform, Shen Yan with a calm face was dressed in a black military uniform, with a bridal crown on his head, and stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at everything under the hundred-foot-high platform.His features were originally handsome, and his military career gave him a domineering aura, which made him quite domineering.

Amid the sound of thunder and drums, eighteen dead soldiers came slowly carrying a big red sedan chair. Eight horses cleared the way.

Before the long ladder, a ghost master of ceremonies immediately stepped forward, set up a brocade stool, and helped the bride with a red veil down her head.The fiery red wedding dress, the golden thread and the tail of dragon, phoenix and cloud, spread out on the yellow sand to form a delicate and charming flower.

Behind them are thousands of couples, holding flowers from the other side, and following behind the ghost, they climb up the steps on both sides.

Jun Fu could only see the back of the bride, and for more than 500 years, he was able to make this ghost king's dead heart feel a little love. Who is it?

Shen Yan suddenly saw his Wanru walking towards him, with a slight smile and affection in his eyes... A fascinated look appeared on his face, he stepped forward to hold the bride's hand, and said tenderly, "From now on, you will be my wife." the king—"

It's just that before he could finish the word "hou", a cold light suddenly appeared, and an emei thorn gleaming with aura appeared in the bride's hand, and it pierced Shen Yan's chest with lightning speed, and with a "poof", it fell straight into the mouth. handle.

But Shen Yan was not human at all, not a drop of blood flowed from his chest, black air permeated from his chest, Shen Yan looked at her, his eyes turned cold: "You are not Wanru after all."

Sighing, he closed his eyes and swung out his palm. At such a close distance, rescue would be impossible. If Shen Yan wanted to kill her, she would definitely die.

Suddenly, a barrier of protection struck out in the air, covering the bride. Above the barrier, a light blue radiance flowed, dissipating the power of the palm.But Shen Yan's strength was too great, and the bride's body still fell from the high platform like a kite with a broken thread. Jun couldn't think about it, so he flew up and caught the bride. The wind lifted the bride's red veil, revealing a beautiful face. She has an extremely beautiful face, her eyelashes are like ink, and her eyes are water-cut.

"Luo Yang?" Jun Fu blurted out, it was Si Luo Yang, the lord of Rongcheng County.

Si Luoyang was also delighted to put his arm around Jun's neck: "Help brother!"

Jun Fu's identity has been exposed, and before Shen Yan regained consciousness, Xiao Zhongyuan summoned Cheng Ying immediately, the silver sword body was glowing with a faint blue light, he made a sword formula, and the sharp edge of the sword instantly slashed at Shen Yan .

"When——" there was a loud noise, and huge sound waves spread in all directions.In the blink of an eye, Shen Yan had a black knife in his hand.The body of the sword is made of black iron, only the blade is glowing with a cold silver light.

The huge impact force almost knocked Xiao Zhongyuan into the air, but his figure spun in mid-air, "Chengying, form an array!" The spiritual light in his palm appeared, forming a thousand-handed sword array, and thousands of lights and shadows carried mountains and seas roaring towards him. Shen Yan went straight, aiming to capture the thief and the king, and he used all his strength in this blow.

Shen Yan's figure turned into a black mist and merged into the sword formation, and the clanging sound could not stop hearing, the black Mo Dao danced wildly in the sword formation, and the shadow of the sword that was hit dissipated instantly.In the end, with a bang like an explosion, Mo Dao and Cheng Ying Sword collided fiercely again, Xiao Zhongyuan fell down the long steps fiercely, dragged a long footprint on the yellow sand, stood there with the sword, barely stood, choked There was a mouthful of blood, and the tip of the sword was stained with black blood.

Shen Yan was affected by the sword energy, and also staggered back a few steps. Hundreds of shallow gashes were broken on his body by the sword array, and black mist gushed out from the wound.

Shen Yanju looked at the three of them condescendingly, and his deep voice came from the cold wind: "For hundreds of years, you are the only one who can hurt me. Where did you come from?"

Xiao Zhongyuan looked at the man on the high platform from a distance, his voice faded into the breeze: "Kunlun Ruins."

"It turned out to be the Kunlun Ruins of Shenzong. In my eyes, the so-called Eight Great Immortal Gates are nothing more than a group of mobsters who work together to seal the Luanchuan Demon King in Xunzhou. There are also younger generations like you, talented people from generation to generation. It turns out that many years have passed..." Shen Yan's voice came faintly, with infinite emotion.

There was a little silence in time, and neither side was sure about the next move.It was barely enough to fight against Shen Yan with the strength of three people, let alone these thousands of puppets waiting by his side.

"Hiss hiss——" the hissing sound of Jian Qi piercing through the air broke the silence.

A hole was torn open in the enchantment of the illusion in the sky, and a silver snake with misty white air was galloping around, and it was only when I got closer that I could see that more than 100 disciples of the immortal sect came with swords, all in white clothes and blue robes rolled with silver borders , embroidered with elegant pictures of pines and floating clouds, is the fairy gate of Wangjun Mountain, and the leader is Zuo Guhong, the master of the gate, and beside him stands a woman in fluttering green clothes, with a beautiful and cold face, who is Kunlun. Hibiscus hibiscus.

Mu Yunjin landed next to Xiao Zhongyuan, her usual indifferent face overflowing with concern: "Senior brother Xiao, what's your injury?"

Xiao Zhongyuan adjusted his surging inner breath, and shook his head slightly: "It's okay, why did you rush here?"

"Zhang Chengwen from the Immortal Gate of Wangjun Mountain sent a tracking signal when he came to this illusion, but it took us some time to crack the barrier."

Shen Yan stared at the crowd, and said coldly: "This Youyun Terrace has always had only dead people, no living people. Since you all like to meddle in other people's business so much, let these evil Shuras try you first."

After finishing speaking, he waved his sleeves and shouted up to the sky: "Upon the power of heaven and earth, form a pact with me. Where will I go after death, and serve the king as if I were alive." His voice echoed continuously over the school grounds with the sound of the wind. The dead soldiers and thousands of newcomers seemed to be turned on in an instant, their cloudy eyes without pupils stared blankly at the living people exuding anger, and rushed like madmen.

For a while, there were endless sounds of metal clashes on the school grounds.

Jun Fu escorted Si Luoyang to Xiao Zhongyuan and Mu Yunjin: "Help me take care of her, and Shen Yan will leave it to me." After saying that, Zhan Lu drew out his sword and jumped onto the high platform.

You alone are not his enemy.Xiao Zhongyuan held his sword and wanted to go together, but he was injured by Shen Yan's demonic power just now, so he couldn't mobilize his spiritual power for a while.With just one step, his figure was on the verge of falling.

In just a short while, Mu Yunjin's Yufeng Liuyun swordsmanship has been used, and the sword energy is like flowing clouds and mist, rolling and rolling, forcing all the dead puppets who approached to retreat.

The cultivation base of these puppets is not high, but there are so many people, they surround everyone like an iron bucket, and what is even more frightening is that even if their arms and legs are broken, they will still rush forward, their hands and feet are broken, and they are still standing in front of them. The ground howled and wriggled, the picture was bloody and disgusting, and the monks who were accidentally caught by the puppet would be torn to pieces by countless hands in an instant, and several monks had stomach cramps and vomited out.

"Master of the left sect, set up the barrier first, and let all the disciples retreat first."

Zuo Guhong's long sword had already danced into a flash of lightning, protecting the disciples around him, he had no time to look at him, and shouted: "I also want to cast the barrier first, but I can't spare..." While speaking, he cut his sword again. Go for a dozen arms and legs.

The situation is critical, seeing the number of disciples of Wang Junshan Xianmen is decreasing, Xiao Zhongyuan closed his eyes and adjusted his breath for a while, green scales gradually appeared on his body, and his pupils turned light blue when he opened his eyes again.With the help of the spiritual power spawned by the demon blood, the ten-finger joint seal quickly set up a powerful defensive barrier.But everyone was caught by the puppets that kept rushing up, and if they were distracted for a moment, they would end up dismembered, and they couldn't get out of their bodies to enter the barrier.

"Heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow, yin and yang are ingenious, the universe borrows the law, and is as urgent as a law!" Suddenly, Si Luoyang formed a seal with both hands, and following her call, countless withered vines grew out of the ground, entangled the feet of those puppets, but these vines His spiritual power is too weak, and he will be cut off or break free in a short time, but just for a moment, it is enough for Wang Junshan's still alive disciples to retreat into the defensive barrier.

Everyone finally retreated into the defensive barrier. The corpses outside the barrier kept hitting the barrier, and the huge force bounced the corpses back, but they got up and continued to collide...

These groups of corpses are all controlled by Shen Yan's evil spirit cultivation, and now all hopes are pinned on Jun Fu who is inextricably entangled with Shen Yan on the high platform.

"Sure enough, it's a fearsome future generation." Shen Yan's teeth sprang out a word of praise, and Mo Dao slashed down without delay.

Fighting to be hit by his Mo Dao, Jun Fu's gestures did not freeze at all. With a "poof", Zhan Lu Sword pierced Shen Yan's lower abdomen from an extremely strange angle, and Mo Dao also slashed on Jun Fu's shoulder. Blood flow profusely.

Jun Fu approached Shen Yan, and asked in a low voice, "Where is the Shura Evil World Mirror?"

Shen Yan's outstretched hand like a ghost stopped on Jun Fu's chest: "Are you here for Shura's Evil World Mirror?" His vulture-like eyes fixed on Jun Fu, not letting go of the slightest expression on his face.

Red flames ignited in Jun Fu's eyes, revealing a fierce look: "Is it buried in your heart?"

Shen Yan looked at Jun Fu, his eyes changed from astonishment to laughter, black blood stains left from the corner of his mouth, which made his pale face even more hideous and terrifying: "For more than 500 years, I have been controlled by it. No ghost, it gives me great power, but it also magnifies my evil thoughts infinitely. I once said that I would burn with the world and burn the ugliness of this world to ashes. However, the world has changed, but ghosts and monsters are still walking everywhere."

Shen Yan opened his scarlet eyes, and sighed like a wild beast: "The fairy king of Kunlun Ruins actually has such a domineering and powerful demon spirit in his body, you are the demon king who is destined to belong to you! You want to find Shura Evil World!" Mirror? Then I will fulfill you."

"I will wait for your return in the Demon Realm, hahahaha..." Accompanied by Shen Yan's crazy laughter, Shen Yan turned into a black mist and returned to Jun Fu's body.Jun Fu spread out his palm, and in his palm there was a piece of one-fifth the size of the lens. The side of the simple mirror was engraved with runes, and the mirror surface flashed a dark red light. When his eyes went dark, Jun Fu felt that he had fallen into a deep sea. .