Cultivate with an African God

Consonance is still chaotic.

In fact, a few days after the accident, a hidden order has formed among the people in the Consonance Realm, which can temporarily resist the monsters in the Tianmen and prevent them from wreaking havoc everywhere.But the opening of the Tianmen has never stopped, and there are still new places that are caught off guard and open cracks, gushing out of the sky.

There is no major event in the area of ​​Fajing Mountain, and when an accident occurs, it appears to be defenseless.Those with a little ability were urged to ask for help from a large number of people, while the rest began to flee in all directions-but how could ordinary people escape?

Their resistance seemed so weak.

People watched in horror as their companions were swallowed up, and their voices trembled: "——No, when will those big sects send people?"

"Hurry up..." That was the same trembling and pale comfort.

They couldn't escape anymore, the giant steel spider's scythe had already fallen straight down!

People closed their eyes subconsciously, but the pain of death did not come for a long time. What they felt was the sound of a gust of wind, and then the sound of heavy falling to the ground.

They opened their eyes cautiously, and the huge foot that was supposed to end their lives was inserted into the ground on the other side.

Then there was a very unfamiliar person walking by.

Those were two unforgettable people.

A person is dressed in white, embroidered with a little vermilion texture, which adds a different color to the cold and lonely, just like the mole of tears under his eyes, which dyes his indifferent eyes with a little gloom.

The other looked much more casual, with shabby robes and slightly disheveled hair.But he had a smile on his face, bright eyes, and a handsome face, and those casual gestures gave him a bit of indulgence.

I saw the young man with the glow of the sun grinning and pulling the sleeve of the white-clothed man and saying something. The white-clothed man looked inaccessible, but he let him pull. When he turned his head to look at him, his expression was a little soft, which was amazing. good color.

But where they walked, it was full of red amaryllis flowers. In the sea of ​​flowers covered with blood, the monsters of Tianmen passed by soon, as if they were stimulated by something, they shattered in the sea of ​​blood-colored flowers. middle.

People looked closely, only to find a beautiful woman drifting by in the sea of ​​flowers. She held a strange lamp in her hand, but a strange spell floated in the other hand, and a strange light shone in one eye.

Finally someone woke up from such shock and shouted loudly: "Which sect and sect are you, Senior?"

The young man with his sleeves tugged at him looked back and smiled, his brows and eyes were filled with fluttering expressions: "—I am Yunfu's disciple!"

Mu Xinghe responded, and turned his head to look at Shen Xiu.

He was originally smiling, but now he is staring at Shen Xiu, although there is still a bit of a smile on his face, but his tone is serious that he can't even hide the forced relaxation: "...Boss, after finishing this matter, Wait until I marry you back to Yunfu."

Shen Xiu saw him talking, but turned to look at him, turned her head back when she heard his words, and replied: "Do you think you can go back to Yunfu? Do you think Uncle Xie can't see your plan?"

It was only when Mu Xinghe remembered this, that he felt extremely lost.

However, Shen Xiu said again: "Besides, I am already in Yunfu."

Mu Xinghe's eyes lit up again: "Then I'll call you senior brother, okay? Senior brother Shen Xiu, brother Shen Xiu?"

Shen Xiu raised her eyebrows: "Brother Xinghe?"

Mu Xinghe shuddered, he really couldn't bear Shen Xiu's occasional humor, he said: "...you should call me Mu Xinghe."

Shen Xiu would not be naive enough to pester him.Looking at the boundary ahead, he felt that there was no trace of Tianmen, so he called out "Mu Xinghe", preparing to use his breath to cross here quickly.

As a result, Mu Xinghe didn't stop, he suddenly said: "Boss, please call my name again."

Shen Xiu was puzzled: "Why?"

Mu Xinghe's face suddenly turned red. When he was guilty, he spoke very loudly. He puffed up like some kind of fish for a long time, and finally said, "Because my name sounds good!"

Shen Xiu was completely too lazy to talk to him.

Mu Xinghe followed Shen Xiu and soon arrived in the realm of the underworld.

It was night when they arrived, and a red moon hung in the sky, casting a cloudy glimmer of light.Crimson grass grows on the black land, and a red river faintly flows through the grass.

The monks dressed in black shuttled through this area, leaving suddenly, ignoring each other.

However, when Shen Xiu set foot on this land, the monks in black looked like black crows startled in the night, they flew up one after another, and then landed in front of Shen Xiu one after another, bowing their heads silently.

Shen Xiu stopped and looked down at them.After a while, before just slightly nodding, those monks finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said in unison: "Welcome Lord Linyuan to return!"

Shen Xiu raised the corner of her lips, lowered her eyes and said lightly: "No need."

He looked up at the blood moon in the distance, and smiled slightly: "I will not be Lord Linyuan soon, you might as well make your own preparations."

The demon cultivators could hardly control their astonishment, but Shen Xiu ignored their reactions and took Mu Xinghe away.

Shen Xiu casually told Mu Xinghe what happened before while walking.

"...In the past, under the arrangement of Yuan Yihua, I came to this place by accident. Yuan Yihua once surrendered the Xiantianzhen Magic Book, and after his death, the Xiantianzhen Magic Book returned to the original place. It is the Xiantianzhen Magic Book This domain is nourished by the devilish energy, so no one can become Lord Linyuan without the affirmation of the innate true magic spectrum. When the demons were fighting, I strayed into the realm of the underworld in the early days, and some people wanted to use me to stand out. Naturally, they were not my opponents. Maybe there was some mark of Yuan Yihua left on that person, his death awakened Xiantianzhen Magic Pu, but Xiantian Zhen Magic Pu forcibly recognized me as the master, and from then on I was called Lord Linyuan.”

Mu Xinghe looked at the faint water flow among the long grass blades, and suddenly asked: "I really don't want to be Lord Linyuan anymore?"

Shen Xiu, on the other hand, acted like she really didn't care about it at all, and replied, "Could it be that you want to be one?"

"I really want to, but right now you can't do it, and I can't take advantage of my innocent brother." Mu Xinghe scratched his head, and then said with a beaming smile, "When the matter is over, I will fight for it."

Shen Xiu nodded as if she didn't realize how deviant it was for a disciple of Yunfu to come here to fight for the position of Demon Lord, and nodded: "Okay."

Mu Xinghe stretched his waist and said with a smile: "But now, let's solve the last thing together."

It was a hidden valley, and the natural rocks formed a messy formation, trapping lost people.They are anxious here, wandering here, desperate here, and eventually turned into bones with different postures.

Shen Xiu wandered around a few times when he was looking for this place, but when he entered the valley, he seemed to be well prepared and broke the formation easily.

At the end of the valley is a barren land.

Shen Xiu recited the formula silently, strands of dark gray and golden power were released from his shoulders, and the ground slowly opened, and what floated was a quaint golden picture scroll. When Shen Xiu's breath returned to the picture scroll, When it was above, the power of the picture scroll suddenly vibrated, and the vegetation trembled in an instant, the crows were startled, and the dark clouds seized the moon.

The shape of the innate magic spectrum slowly appeared in front of them.

He was completely a child, his face was as white as paper, and his eyebrows and eyes were getting darker.

He slowly raised his eyes: "...Ever since you took me to Yuan Yihua's place, I knew that if I woke up here, then you and I would be like fire and water."

Xiannianzhen Mopu's eyes were burning with a dark fire, which was cold anger and weak pity.

Mu Xinghe looked into his eyes, sighed softly, and said, "Sure enough...you are Yuan Yihua's arrangement here."