Sinar turned to him and nodded: "Great, but I want to correct it, she is no longer your sister anymore, like the teacher just said, she was taken away!".

But the one who is in charge of his own body is inherited from his twins. Therefore you eat these twin sons to make the body perfect.

Qiao Yuanshan hated him in his heart, he clenched his fist in his sleeve and muttered: "Let her come" because she is not my daughter, I killed her with my own hands to avenge my poor daughter"!

Xina smiled and said, "The master of the Qiao family can rest assured, she will come again"

Just then, a wonderful voice came from outside the door.

"Xin!

Haotian still thinks he should go there himself. Now let him wait. He was afraid he was going crazy.

Ma Chongyang hurriedly got up and said: "Master, there is no way, Wanshou Mountain is known as the tomb of martial arts, you are afraid that if you go in, there will be more bad luck"

"Hmph! I don't care so much now! At present, Youzhou is no longer a formidable enemy, you can leave the city to defend!___________

Ma Chongyang secretly gritted his teeth. He reproached the teacher for being cowardly. If he had Haotian's strength, even if Xuanqing was stronger, he wouldn't be afraid.

After that, Haotian flashed past and rushed to the legendary Wanshou Mountain.

When Haotian arrived at Wanshou Mountain, it was already dark. He looked at the dark and strange fog in the mountains and felt his scalp tingle.

Although he had heard many legends about Wanshou Mountain before, he hadn't been to Youzhou for a hundred years.

Haotian looked at Wanshou Mountain and muttered, "Xuanqing, I'm coming to you!"

These words turned into a fluorescent glow, bursting out in an instant.

The fog around him was torn open by his strength, but as soon as he entered, he quickly returned to normal.

At this moment, a huge grimace gradually gathered in the sky. Although it is collected by fog, the eyes glow with an evil light.

Haotian was on extreme alert at this time. He immediately felt his eyes peeping. He stopped abruptly and turned his head to look at them.

Seeing the fog behind him, he knew that even if he wanted to turn back now, it would be too late.

He secretly gritted his teeth and shouted, "Xuanqing, where are you coming out to see me?"

But it was still quiet and showed no signs of life.

"Damn! Qiao Yuanshan, if you dare to lie to me, even if I am a ghost, I will not let you go!_____

Haotian regretted it at the time, but he had no choice.

At this moment, in the fog, a strange smile suddenly appeared from the clothes.

Haotian suddenly turned around and took a big sip of it, "Who is pretending to be a god and a ghost?"

This sentence will release the soul, but soon he discovers that the released soul is lost in an instant, and completely cut off from him.

"Bragging!"

If Haotian was punched hard, a mouthful of blood gushed out and fell to the ground.

His face was blue and purple, his long hair obscuring his entire face, only his eyes were exposed, and he stared into the depths of the fog.

At this time, it was completely dark, and Wanshou Mountain shook violently, and ghosts and ghosts roared in all directions.

On the top of the mountain, the mausoleums collapsed in an instant, and countless grievances poured into their hearts, roaring and heading straight to the sky.

Outside the thatched house, Emperor Yan looked into his eyes, but he was very indifferent. This scene is played out almost every day, and Haotian's intrusion naturally can't escape his eyes.

He knew who Haotian was, but he didn't know what he was looking for.

At this time, Xuan Qing seemed to have a feeling in the house, he pushed open the door of the hut, walked out, he looked down at the misty sea, and jokingly said: "Since it has taken the initiative to come, please help me bring it up!"

Emperor Yan didn't look back, just nodded, and then twisted in front of him, and the people disappeared directly.

Later, Xuanqing turned his head to look at the ruined tomb, but shook his head. He has been living here recently and can see these grievances every night.

In the end, I realized that all this dissatisfaction had disappeared in his curse.

You know, the grudge buried here can be the most powerful warrior in heaven. After their deaths, they are naturally filled with resentment, especially when they feel the breath of Xuanqing, and they become even more manic.

At the foot of Wanshou Mountain, Haotian was attacked by all kinds of ghosts, and countless ghosts intertwined in front of him.

Haotian was frightened early on. He hid in front of a huge rock, his spiritual light bursting to the limit to resist these disgruntled attacks.

With almost every soul blow, his face would turn pale and the light on his body would become dimmer.

But he didn't dare to relax at all. He knew that once he exposed his shortcomings, he would be devoured by all his souls. In the end, he was afraid that he would not be able to keep even his soul.

I saw him roar, and the blood line was forced to the extreme by him, and the fluorescence became more and more dazzling, which was particularly dazzling in this fog.

At the same time, there are countless fluorescent blades of different sizes in his body, which is his most powerful trick. Instead of waiting for death, he should fight for it. Maybe there's a silver lining.

And the resentful souls around seemed to feel the gravity of the blow, but provoked their ferocity, and generally rushed desperately.

Suddenly erupted in my ears, although these grievances are extremely strong in life, they have died for millions of people.

"Little one, what you don't have is not what you should think. "I saved you, just because you don't want to die here, whether you can live or not depends on the meaning of Xuanqing. If he lets you die, the old man will blow your breath and kill your body and spirit!"

After that, Emperor Yan turned around and walked into the whirlpool, disappearing in an instant.

Haotian secretly gritted his teeth. He knew that the old man didn't scare him, but he really had the ability. But now that everything is over, he can only fight.

Looking at the huge whirlpool in front of him, he knew that the old man had left the door by himself and rushed in. He didn't want to be here alone.

Just attacked by all the souls, he was afraid that he would never forget it for the rest of his life.

The vortex soon disappeared, the surrounding fog gradually disappeared, and the field of vision widened. Even though it was late, the moon was still bright and the stars were sparse.

Haotian only felt that the sky was turning, and he didn't know how long it had been turning, and suddenly, he stepped on his feet, and the hazy nothingness around him disappeared in an instant.

Haotian's eyesight regained, he glanced at the dark blue on the bed, and his dull eyes lit up.

"Xuanqing!"

Xuan Qing slowly opened his eyes and saw Emperor Yan sitting on the chair in the corner of the room, he smiled and said, "Master Haotian Valley, I didn't expect that we would meet in Wanshou Mountain" Why are you so confused"

Xuan Qing did not answer any questions.

Haotian's eyes became more complicated, and he asked, "How big was the blow that day, why didn't you die"

"Oh, I'm not dead. Is the Haotian Valley Lord disappointed?

Haotian smiled and said, "I'm really disappointed, but it's useless to say anything now, I just want to ask you one question, did you give me a big blow that day!?"

Xuan Qing joked, "It turns out that the master of the Vast Sky Valley is very worried about this!" "Are you afraid that I will kill you?"

"Hmph, since I dare to come, I'm going to die!"

"Well, since you are ready, then I will perfect you, kill you for your uncertainty, and count all the causes and consequences of your allies!

As soon as the words came out, the blue and black thoughts moved, and blood-red eyes suddenly appeared. A black flame erupted from the dark and pitch-black eyes, which immediately turned into a spear in the air, with a faint golden glow from the head of the spear.

(End of chapter)

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