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When Lin Bai was cultivating the "Aoki Divine Thunder Technique" in Xiaoling Creek, in Ningwu Mountain, a group of smiling warriors quickly returned to Ningwu Mountain.

This group of people is Zhu Lie who came back from traveling!

Zhu Lie seemed to be very happy today, and he smiled on the surface.

By Zhu Lie's side, Zhu Meng said happily: "Brother Zhu Lie, this time you find the 'Colorful Immortal Flower' and give it to the head of the family at the birthday banquet, the head of the family will definitely be very happy." ”

Zhu Lie took out a treasure box from the storage bag, and said with ecstatic eyes: "Hmph, in the past few years, the eldest brother and eldest sister gave the best congratulatory gifts to my father, and every year is the worst for me." ”

"And this year, before my father's birthday, I spent more than a year of hard work to finally find a colorful immortal flower, which will definitely overpower the gifts of my eldest brother and eldest sister. ”

"I heard that the eldest brother also went out to look for a birthday gift, I don't know if he has returned to the Tongtian Sword Sect. ”

The treasure box in Zhu Lie's hand contains a colorful flower, called the Colorful Immortal Flower, this flower does not have too strong spiritual power, but it has a miraculous effect against the sky, that is, after any martial artist takes it, he can gain a hundred years of life!

The spiritual objects that increase longevity, even in the land of Lingnan and Dongzhou, are priceless existences, not to mention that this colorful immortal flower can also increase the life span of a hundred years!

The cultivation of martial artists is nothing more than strength and immortality!

But the lifespan of a Yin Saint Realm powerhouse is only more than two hundred years at most!

The lifespan of a Yang God Realm powerhouse is only more than three hundred years!

The Colorful Immortal Flower can increase the lifespan of a hundred years, which is simply a heavenly creation for the head of the Zhu family, a martial artist who has been cultivating for more than one hundred and fifty years.

A lot of things can be done in a hundred years, and even the cultivation of the head of the Zhu family can break through to the Yang God realm!

Zhu Lie has been looking for the whereabouts of the colorful immortal flower since the birthday banquet of the head of the Zhu family last year, and he is bound to suppress Zhu Lei and his eldest sister on this year's birthday.

In fact, Zhu Lie had already done it, once he returned with the Colorful Immortal Flower, such a spiritual object that increased longevity would definitely be able to suppress the guests from all over the world on the birthday of the Quartet.

"Let's go, go back to Ningwu Mountain to rest first, and return to Zhuxian City in seven days, counting the days, my father's birthday is still about a month. ”

Zhu Lie and Zhu Meng smiled slightly, their speed increased, and they rushed towards Ningwu Mountain.

And when they got closer, they were suddenly surprised to find that the majestic Ningwu Mountain was actually split in half by a sword at this moment, and there was a lingering sword intent on the sword marks!

"What's going on?"

Zhu Lie and Zhu Meng were shocked on their faces, and they quickly landed in Ningwu Mountain.

In front of Ning Wu Mountain, a group of Zhu Sect disciples looked at Ning Wu Mountain with sad faces, with different expressions on their faces.

"Who did it!"

After Zhu Lie fell, he suddenly roared angrily.

At this moment, all the martial artists of the Zhu Sect looked back at Zhu Lie in unison, and said with ecstatic faces: "Deputy Sect Master, you are back......

Zhu Lie's face was gloomy, his eyes were spewing fire, the green tendons on his forehead were bulging, and he looked furious, and roared angrily: "Gu Ziyun, who did this! Doesn't anyone know that this place is Zhumen's territory?"

"Who is it?"

"Who ate the bear's heart and leopard's gall and dared to come to my Zhumen to make trouble!"

Zhu Lie roared with a hideous face.

Gu Ziyun trembled forward and said, "Senior Brother Zhu Lie, you can come back, we have been waiting for you for a long time, Senior Brother, this Ning Wu Mountain was split by someone with a sword." ”

Zhu Lie took a look at the sword marks that split Ning Wu Mountain, and said coldly: "Who is it?" is it Qi Xuan Shao Jianzun, or Lingluo Shao Jianzun, or Lin Anyang, or Ye Jianjun?"

When Zhu Lie saw these sword marks, the first thought in his mind was to think of the five Young Sword Venerables, except for them, the rest of them were probably unable to leave such terrifying sword marks.

Gu Ziyun kept smiling bitterly when he lowered his head: "Senior Brother Zhu Lie, it's not a young sword venerable, but a martial artist named Dongfang Bai!"

When Zhu Lie heard this name, his face was rapidly panicked: "What did you say! Who did it?"

"Dongfang Bai!" Gu Ziyun said again: "It's that disciple of the Tongtian Sword Sect who was accepted by Zijin City, known as Dongfang Bai, one of the nine demon-level geniuses in the land of Lingnan!"

"Impossible!" Hearing Gu Ziyun's words, Zhu Lie roared angrily: "Impossible! Dongfang Bai is already dead, he must be dead......"

"Even if he hadn't died, he wouldn't have come back from that place!"

"It can't be!"

Zhu Lie said with an angry face.

Zhu Lie knows better than anyone that the martial artists who were sold from the Litian Dynasty to the Hanhai Demon Kingdom, no matter what kind of cultivation you have, what realm you have, as long as you reach the Hanhai Demon Kingdom, it will be impossible to come back alive.

Once Zhu Lie secretly sold a few purple-clothed disciples who opposed him to the Hanhai Demon Kingdom, but now more than ten years have passed, and those purple-clothed disciples have never appeared in front of him.

Not to mention appearing, even the name has never been heard once.

Those purple-clothed disciples were much higher than Dongfang Bai's cultivation, and none of them had the ability to come back, and when Lin Bai was sold to the Hanhai Demon Kingdom, his cultivation was only flying to the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm, how could he come back alive?

Gu Ziyun said: "Senior Brother Zhu Lie, it is indeed Dongfang Bai, and there are more than seventy sword cultivators who come with him, and they claim to be ...... Seventy-two Sword Cultivators of Immortal Cave Mountain!"

"Dongfang Bai came to Ningwu Mountain to look for you, and injured me, I told him, you are not in Ningwu Mountain, you went out to practice, he swung his sword and cut Ning Wu Mountain, and let me tell you, when you come back, I will tell you a word: Dongfang Bai is back, and the seventy-two sword cultivators of Xiandong Mountain are also back, and they are back to seek revenge on you!"

Gu Ziyun said lightly.

Zhu Lie's face was full of anger, and he said coldly: "Destroy my Ningwu Mountain, and come to me for revenge!" Hmph, Dongfang Bai, your life is really big, since the Hanhai Demon Kingdom can't kill you, then I can only do it myself!"

"It's okay, since you're back, before the sect finds out the cooperation between the Zhu family and the Ten Thousand Demon Valley, I must kill you!

Zhu Lie had already moved to kill, Lin Bai was back, then he knew about the Zhu family and the Ten Thousand Demon Valley cooperating to sell martial artists, once this matter was verified by the Tongtian Sword Sect, then the Zhu family would be in danger.

Therefore, Zhu Lie must kill Dongfang Bai and all the martial artists who have returned from the Hanhai Demon Kingdom before the sect finds out about this matter!

"Where is Dongfang Bai?" asked Zhu Lie in a cold voice.

Gu Ziyun said, "I have already found out that he and more than seventy other sword cultivators live in Xiaolingxi. ”

"Okay, very good!" Zhu Lie's face was hideous, he looked up at the disciples of the Zhu Sect, and shouted: "All the red-clothed disciples and purple-clothed disciples above the ninth level of the Yin Saint Realm, follow me!"

Immediately, Zhu Lie left Ningwu Mountain with more than 100 red-clothed disciples and more than 30 purple-clothed disciples, and headed towards Xiaolingxi.

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