The First Immortal of Ancient Times

The Third Sword Peak, the flames are soaring to the sky!

At the time of the autumn killing, the smoke rolled up to the sky, and the mountains and forests were also on fire, which Xu Yuan could see.

This was the night between the sword debate and the challenge, and the explosive incident happened during the sword debate in the day, so tonight was originally very lively.

The fire in the Chirong Pavilion attracted the attention and heated discussion of almost all the Qinghun sword cultivators!

When Ye Tiance and Yao Manxue arrived, the fire had been put out by the sword cultivators of the Third Sword Peak.

However!

The Chirong Pavilion in front of them had been burned into a black scorched earth.

Thousands of sword cultivators surrounded the charred forest, with puzzled and stunned faces!

"Where is Wu Wu?!"

After Ye Tiance arrived, his eyes were cold and fierce, and he shouted at a group of elders and disciples of the Third Sword Peak.

"Reply to the Sword Master! We don't know."

"After the fire in the Chirong Pavilion, we looked for him everywhere, but there was no response."

Everyone responded timidly.

"Remember that before the fire, our Sword Master's family should have been in the Chirong Pavilion. Everyone is still waiting for them to come over for the final mobilization for tomorrow's challenge." An old man said.

"Is their family all in the Chirong Pavilion?" Yao Manxue frowned.

She and Ye Tiance looked at each other, and suddenly an ominous premonition rose in her heart.

"Look for someone!"

Under Ye Tiance's order, hundreds of sword cultivators went down and searched through the charred ruins.

"Report to the Sword Master, there is no one!"

"Where is the body?" Ye Tiance shouted.

"There is none either."

"No?" Ye Tiance breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If someone died, even if they were burned by the fire, there should be sword bones left."

"Where did the Wu Wu family go? Their house was burned down, and no one was seen?" Yao Manxue was very puzzled.

"Keep looking for people, all Qinghun!" Ye Tiance ordered.

"Yes."

Thousands of sword cultivators controlled the sword spirits and flew away in the night sky.

Colorful sword spirits flashed in the dark night!

All the major sword peaks were reporting this matter, and all the Qinghun were looking for Wu Wu's entire clan.

"Something is wrong!"

Ye Tiance landed in the ruins, scanning everywhere with a pair of eagle eyes.

"There is a pair of golden lions at the door of Wu Wu's house, and there are many furnishings in the house, which are not afraid of fire, but now none of them can be seen, and they were looted clean!" He said with a sullen face.

"The house was burned and robbed, and there were more than a dozen people in the clan, and no one was found. In addition, before the incident, they were probably all in Chirong Pavilion... You mean, although the bodies can't be found, they are likely to have died?" Yao Manxue trembled.

"In another half an hour, Wu Wu and his clansmen will not be found. It is 100% that someone destroyed the bodies and even the sword bones." Ye Tiance's eyes surged with extreme coldness.

"Dad! Who did it?" The sword master of the first sword peak next to him, 'Ye Tianyuan', was stunned and furious.

Ye Tiance frowned deeply and did not answer.

"My sister Qingqian has also been missing for a few days, and I can't find her anywhere." Yao Manxue's voice became even colder.

"And my twelfth junior brother Wang Feng, he didn't even participate in the sword debate today..." Ye Tianyuan's eyes trembled, and he felt that something was wrong.

They looked at Ye Tiance together.

"If the Wuwu clan is really in trouble, it means that there is a hidden force that is against us." Ye Tiance said.

"Is it possible that it is one person?" Ye Tianyuan said coldly.

"It is possible, but if it is one person, then this person can destroy the Wuwu clan without making a sound, and his strength is probably above mine..." After Ye Tiance finished speaking, he shook his head, and he was inclined to a force.

"Pass the order down, light the Qinghun Ding Fire first, and let all sword cultivators pay attention!" Ye Tiance said to the group of people behind him.

"Yes!"

A group of people left immediately.

Qinghun Ding Fire!

This is a signal for the whole sect to be on guard and ready to fight at any time.

Once the Ding Fire burned, the Qing Fire burned the sky, and the whole sect could see it!

"The only one who has a grudge against us is the Sword Pavilion! "Ye Tiance looked coldly in the direction of the main peak of Qinghun.

"You mean, Jian Ge has helpers?" Yao Manxue asked.

"That's the weird thing! If Jian Ge had top helpers, they would have fought to the death with us three years ago. Why wait until today?" Ye Tiance frowned.

"That's right! Zhao Jianxing is a loner and stubborn, doesn't know how to socialize, isn't smooth enough, and has basically no friends." Yao Manxue sneered.

If not, how dare they use tricks to kill Jian Ge?

They waited here for a while.

Still no news of Wu Wu.

"It's almost certain that his clan has passed away." Ye Tiance looked at the ruins, and a deep murderous intent rose in his eyes.

Yao Manxue's face was also very ugly!

"Xiaoxue, Fan Lao must have known about this, you go and stabilize him quickly." Ye Tiance said.

"Okay."

"By the way, try to find out if we have any misunderstandings with anyone. "Ye Tiance said.

He is a very cautious person. He knows who is his enemy and who is his friend. He should not offend people he cannot afford to offend!

"I understand."

Compared to the rough Wu Wu, Yao Manxue, as a woman, is naturally more versatile and more trusted by Ye Tiance.

"What about you?" Yao Manxue looked at Ye Tiance.

"Wu Wu arranged for the demon cultivator to kill the sword pavilion disciple Yun Xiao tonight, but he was killed instead... I'll go to the sword pavilion to see." Ye Tiance said coldly.

"You mean, it is very likely related to Yun Xiao?" Yao Manxue narrowed her eyes.

Ye Tiance's heart moved, and he looked at his son Ye Tianyuan and asked: "Do Wang Feng and Yao Qingqian have any intersection with Yun Xiao?"

"Sister Yao is the person in charge of Dengtian Road. When you accepted the disciple, it was Junior Brother Wang Feng who took the younger Junior Sister to get to know Qinghun..." Ye Tianyuan said.

"Really?" Ye Tiance's eyes turned colder.

"I'll go to Mr. Fan first, and then ask Jiang Yue for clarification." Yao Manxue said.

"With Gu Ying here, Mr. Fan is of the same mind as us, so if he doesn't know, there's no need to break the casserole and ask." Ye Tiance said.

"Understood!" Yao Manxue nodded.

You can't upset your distinguished guests, right?

"I just got news that there is a huge reaction to Gu Ying from the Forbidden Sea. I heard that they value him very much." Ye Tiance's eyes were blazing.

He heard the good news first and then the bad news about Wu Wu, so he wasn't in a bad mood.

"Maybe something unexpected happened?" Yao Manxue's eyes began to flash.

"Well, wish him good luck! His future is unimaginable..."

Ye Tiance waved his hand, said no more, and escaped into the night.

Everyone else also left.

Those who stay at the Third Sword Peak will handle the rest by themselves.

Not long after!

Ye Tiance arrived at Jiange.

He put away his sword and flew through the night sky through the dark forest.

The sound of young people talking and laughing came from the front.

His sharp eyes like an eagle looked through the black fog in the night.

In front of the Haoran Hall, a group of young people were singing, dancing, laughing and drinking, having endless fun.

A clean young man in white clothes was surrounded in the middle, his face red from drinking.

Looking further inside, at the entrance of Haoran Hall, several Jiange elders were sitting under the night sky, smiling at the young people and protecting them.

And inside the Haoran Palace...

There was a figure that Ye Tiance didn't want to and didn't dare to approach!

Everything is normal.

It seemed that the chilling of Qinghun tonight had nothing to do with them.

Ye Tiance stood in the wind with his hands behind his hands, motionless, and watched for a full quarter of an hour.

His fingers were raised several times, and the sword light surged above them, but in the end, they were suppressed by force.

finally!

He sneered, turned and left.

"He's gone." Lan Xing squeaked in Yun Xiao's arms.

"Haha." Yun Xiao smiled coldly.

He knew he would be suspected.

But so what?

Ye Tiance didn't have the imagination to think that Yun Xiao's Heaven Burial Sword Spirit could double the power of the 'Sword Heart' and kill an entire clan directly.

The Divine Pillar of Heaven, the Source of Tao Realm, and the Embryo of the World!

How could he understand these things?

Soon, it was late at night.

Cai Maomao and the others fell asleep in front of Haoran Hall.

Only the woman in the black dress was still sitting on the edge of the cliff, much calmer.

She hasn't had a drop of wine today.

To her and the elders, tonight was a dangerous night, so even if the Third Sword Peak was on fire and the Green Soul Cauldron was burning, they did not join in the fun.

"Junior Brother Yun."

Suddenly someone called me.

Yun Xiao opened his eyes, and in the hazy night, a beautiful figure stood in front of him.

"Senior Sister Zhao, what's the matter?" Yun Xiao stood up and swept away the dust on his body.

"No more wine," the woman said.

Under the moonlight, her skin was as soft as snow, and her long black hair fell in front of her eyes like a waterfall, and she caressed Yun Xiao's face inadvertently.

A little itchy.

"That?" Yun Xiao shook his head and became more awake.

"Go buy some." The woman in black dress said.

"Okay." Yun Xiao nodded.

He walked forward and stood side by side with the woman.

Senior Sister Zhao is very tall, with just the right proportions.

It should be big if it should be big, and it should be fine if it should be small.

Lives up to its name.

"Can you still wield a sword after drinking so much?" Senior Sister Zhao looked at him with cold eyes.

"Elder Wang said that if you feel good about wielding a sword after drinking, you will be buried in a mass grave tomorrow." Yun Xiao said drunkenly.

Senior Sister Zhao: "..."

She took a deep breath, then transformed her black sword spirit into a sword, floating at her feet.

This sword soul is very much like her, like a black flower, dark, cold, and quiet, and the power surging in the sword is like the fire in her heart.

She jumped lightly, stepped on the sword, then turned back to Yun Xiao, winked, and said, "Come up."

"Yes." Yun Xiao stepped forward, staggering, half a step away from Senior Sister Zhao.

"It hasn't started yet, and you can't even stand still. If you fly with the sword, you will fall to your death tonight." Senior Sister Zhao looked ahead and said calmly.

"It seems so, hehe." Yun Xiao burped and smiled a little silly.

"Hold on!" Senior Sister Zhao said seriously.

"Where to help?" Yun Xiao raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

"Waist." She said generously.

"Afraid of you?"

Yun Xiao stretched out his hand and placed it on her waist.

The beauty is soft and soft, with a slender waist and as strong as a water snake...

For a moment, Yun Xiao's brain was a little congested because he remembered that night, he was holding it like this.

"I took you with me just because the sword's heart is with you and I'm afraid of death." Senior Sister Zhao lowered her head and glanced at Yun Xiao's hand, her voice trembling slightly.

"No need to explain, I understand everything." Yun Xiao smiled.

"What do you know?" Senior Sister Zhao asked.

"I'm young but still handsome." Yun Xiao said.

Senior Sister Zhao: "..."

Buzz!

The sword takes off.

The strong wind came, and a lot of wind was poured into Yun Xiao's mouth, and he was almost thrown away.

fine!

Hold on tight enough with both hands.

The night wind was icy cold, blowing coldly on his face. Yun Xiao became more and more awake. He stood obediently on the black sword spirit and rode the wind with Senior Sister Zhao.

He looked around——

Under the cover of night, the mountains and rivers in the distance are like trillions of ghosts stalking.

Yujian Feitian, the fairy pavilions and rivers below have become much smaller.

The cold wind whizzed by like a demon, freezing everything.

Everything in heaven and earth is silent!

This world is very cold...

It was bone-chillingly cold.

There was only a warm flow of heat between the hands, from the willow waist.

The night wind rolled up her long hair and brushed it against Yun Xiao's face, neck, and chest. The refreshing fragrance of her hair flowed into her heart. Her dress billowed in the night sky, like a beating elf. .

"Is this the Immortal Road..."

Yun Xiao suddenly felt that his eyes were a little wet and his mind was a little empty.

Swords, wine, and blood are all intertwined in each scene.

He felt that the world was desolate.

Only the warmth between his hands and her hair made his heart beat fast and he felt the temperature of the immortal road.

Intrigue and deceit, fighting and killing ruthlessly, are the paths of immortality.

Treat each other with sincerity and die together with you, this is also the path to immortality!

In this life, there can be one person, under the vast night, facing the cold wind, holding a sword together. Although no words are spoken, the beauty of this moment is enough to be engraved in my heart and not be forgotten for a long time.

"Is this a fairy road? In fact, it's just an impulse to reproduce!" Lan Xing muttered.

"This is the reproductive shackles set by Adao for the creatures to increase the number of creatures, and now it's on his head!" Chi Yue agreed.

"Besides, it's not just the head on the neck." Lan Xing clicked his tongue.

"Oh my god!!"

Yun Xiao was about to vomit blood.

Such a great atmosphere!

Let them all be destroyed.

Dead speechless.

The key is, they are really having a serious discussion!

As a result, the atmosphere was completely gone.

The entire journey was silent.

Not long after, Yun Xiao looked down and saw a brightly lit valley between the Qinghun Mountains. It was like a pearl in the dark, embedded in the mountains.

"This is Jianyun Tower."

"Usually Qinghun's sword cultivators sell and trade various cultivation resources here. There are also some other forces that have immortal shops here, such as Lingbao Pavilion."

It can be said that this is the busiest place in Qinghun.

Zhao Xuanran just wants to buy wine here!

Destination, arrived.

Yun Xiao's wine also completely sobered him up.

"Senior Sister Zhao, there are many people in Jianyun Tower." Yun Xiao looked down.

"Tomorrow, there will be a gambling game in Lingbao Pavilion, so it will be more lively." Zhao Xuanran looked forward, biting his red lips.

"Oh." Yun Xiao nodded.

At this time, Zhao Xuanran began to descend with his sword, pressing the tip of the sword downward.

The forward speed slowly dropped, and the night wind was no longer cold.

"Junior Brother Yun." Her voice was a little hoarse and she sounded uncomfortable.

"When did Senior Sister give the order?" Yun Xiao asked.

"When you go back, do you still want to sit on my sword?" Zhao Xuanran gritted his teeth and asked.

"Think!" Yun Xiao said.

"Then just support me, don't move your hands up!"

Yun Xiao: "..."

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