The wind, hunting between the mountains and forests, the branches and leaves flying, the nine peaks of Maoshan Mountain, countless birds and birds fly from the branches, flying under the moonlight. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

With that dragon roar, the demons who were originally dormant in the four places of Maoshan Mountain, at the same time, all let out the sound of roaring, different roars, continuous mountains, ups and downs.

On the way to the Lock Demon Tower, Si Nanlie, his eyebrows were furrowed, beside him, was Yan Feng, and behind him, there were thousands of Maoshan disciples accompanying him.

"Wang Wei, what's going on with the Four Saints?"

Walking in the mountains, the nine-story lock demon tower, the tower body has come into view, under the night, the clouds and forests are foggy, Si Nanlie turned his head and asked, on his side, there is this young man in a Taoist robe, this person is Zhu Jiumo's little apprentice, Wang Wei.

"The master, the four saints have already passed the word, after receiving the order from the master, there are already two Supreme Elders who have broken through the pass in advance and can rush to help at any time, as for the other two, they are closing the life and death pass, if it weren't for my Maoshan falling into the end of the realm..."

"I see. ”

Si Nanlie nodded, there are two, it's very good.

Yan Feng was a little dizzy when he heard it on the side, Maoshan, when did there be such a Four Saints.

But this is not the time to inquire about these things by yourself, the Maoshan family has a big business, and it is normal for some secrets that others don't know.

And in the place where the lock demon tower is at the top, Yan Feng saw a person.

His own master, Fang Mu.

With his hands on his back, he stood alone, wearing a Taoist robe, fluttering in the wind.

Around the lock demon tower, there are sixty or seventy thousand disciples of Maoshan gathered here, and the purpose of Su Ming is to destroy the lock demon tower, and at the same time, by the way, the mountain gate of Maoshan will be empty!

Jiufeng is in a mediation trend, the lock demon tower is in the nine peaks, and Si Nanlie's figure appears on the periphery of the lock demon tower.

All the disciples, the moment Si Nanlie appeared, turned around one after another, the elder deacon all bowed, and the disciple knelt on one knee.

"See the boss!"

Si Nanlie, with a cold face, has long been accustomed to the identity of the head of the house, and he does not have the appearance of the hanging child Langdang in the mortal world in Nancheng at the beginning, tens of thousands of disciples are separated, Yan Feng followed behind Si Nanlie, and walked all the way to the Lock Demon Tower.

Under the Lock Demon Tower, there are two people.

Zhu Jiumo, Xue Wuxian.

"I've seen two uncles. ”

Yan Feng bowed, Zhu Jiumo and Xue Wuxian both nodded, looking up, Fang Mu in the place of the spire of the tower, his white eyebrows were furrowed at the moment, but what Yan Feng saw from Fang Mu's eyes was loss and sadness... There is even a hint of regret.

Yan Feng had never seen Fang Mu like this.

Back then, what happened to this senior brother of his, Su Ming, why did he have to step on the Lock Demon Tower, and why, he hated Maoshan who raised him so much and regarded him as his home since he was a child.

The dragon roared, once again shook the heavens and the earth, the wind and clouds dispersed, and the whistling wind roared in the heavens and the earth, echoing between the nine peaks.

As far as the eye can see, from the top of the mountain peak, countless birds and demons appeared, covering the world on all sides, and inside, there are hundreds of huge figures, all of which are big demons.

The tiger roared, shaking the mountains and forests, on the top of several peaks, there were dozens of huge tigers appearing, giant elephants, giant pythons, behind these big demons, there were dense little demons, innumerable.

Nine peaks together.

All the disciples clenched the swords in their hands, and the catastrophe of Maoshan began!

"Ten Thousand Swords Lock the Heavenly Array. Si Nanlie's voice spread coldly throughout the Lock Demon Tower.

"Honorable Commander!"

The disciples of Maoshan drank loudly, all holding Dao fingers in their hands, reciting the mysterious mantra in their mouths, and the swords in their hands emitted a faint black and white light.

Tens of thousands of disciples, moving in steps, each standing in a different formation, suddenly became a huge gossip formation.

From the blade of each disciple's sword, the light rose to the sky, and tens of thousands of sword lights converged on the top of the Lock Demon Tower.

In an instant, a huge gossip map was formed, black and white yin and yang flowed, and the light beams on it were scattered, enveloping the land of the lock demon tower, in the shape of an inverted bowl, and the black and white two-color talisman circulated above this light curtain.

At the outer end of the sword array, countless sword qi was condensed and formed, and the sword pointed in all directions!

The roar of the demons, the heaven and the earth changed color, the moon, was covered by the boundless demons, a dragon of dozens of zhang, with a roar, appeared from the demons, the breath of this dragon, more powerful than before.

Today's Yan Feng, Lingxu, Dongtian, Jiugong, and even the immortals beyond the Jiugong have all been personally contacted, and they can be judged by vague coercion, this Jiaolong has reached the Dongtian at this moment, you must know, Yan Feng saw this Jiaolong for the first time, at that time he was just the Great Demon Python of the Eighth Thunder Tribulation, and for such a period of time, he actually climbed to the Jiaolong Cave Heaven!

A figure stood on the dragon's head, under the moonlight, and its dark blue hair danced in the wind.

Su Ming!

At the moment when he appeared, the entire Maoshan and everyone's attention were focused on him, all with nervousness in their eyes.

This person used to be the greatest pride of Maoshan, but now, he has become the biggest catastrophe of Maoshan.

Outside the Lock Demon Tower, the black and white barrier sword qi crisscrossed all directions!

Yan Feng's eyebrows furrowed, looking at the place of the spire, Fang Mu at this moment, stretched out his hand slightly, and the Absolute Emperor Sword behind Yan Feng let out a sword roar, rising into the sky, and after a hover, it fell into Fang Mu's hand.

Holding the Absolute Emperor Sword and stepping out, Fang Mu's figure appeared outside the sword array.

At the same time, Zhu Jiumo and Xue Wuxian both stepped out and appeared outside the sword formation, volleying beside Fang Mu.

The demonic energy condensed into clouds, covering the sky, and the black pressure fell on people's hearts, only the word heavy.

"Master..."

Yan Feng's gaze was solemn and fell outside the sword array.

"Fate. ”

Fang Mu looked at Su Ming above the dragon and whispered.

Su Ming looked at Fang Mu, but the corners of his mouth were raised, and he actually laughed at this moment, first chuckling, then leaning on his forehead and looking up to the sky and laughing.

"My master, my good master, we... Finally meet again. ”

The words settled, a pair of pitch-black eyes, in an instant, the left eye was inky, the right eye was snow-white, and two complicated black and white rune patterns circulated in the eyes.

A Thousand Illusions!

"Fate, what happened back then. Seeing these eyes, which were full of hatred for himself, Fang Mu's hands were trembling slightly, in his heart, Su Ming was like a child-like existence.

"I don't remember what happened back then!" As soon as Fang Mu mentioned that year, Su Ming's face was like crazy for a moment, and his emotions suddenly became excited, and the thousand illusion pupils in his eyes were extremely fast, and the demons of the nine directions were all looking up to the sky and yelling with Su Ming's emotional changes!

These demons are all under the control of the Thousand Illusion Pupils!

"Master, you named me Su Ming, now, do you think this name is really destined by God?"

Su Ming looked up at the sky, where there was a full moon, white light, scattered between the heavens and the earth, chuckling, and raised the corner of his mouth again.

Fang Mu looked at the young man in front of him and muttered to himself.

"Su Ming..."

Also looking at the sky, the moonlight is falling.

Fate, fate!

You and my fate, you and mine, fate!