As the years go by, the smile is as good as ever.

Back then, the Purple Phantom Flower was a peerless witch in the hearts of almost all the monks in the Sea Wilderness. Hearing the name of the phantom flower, Shenzhou children dare not cry at night. The monks of the Sea Desolation Tribulation Realm also talked about phantom flowers and changed color.

The Celestial Maiden is equal to death, and the Phantom Flower is killing. Everywhere the phantom flowers went, they were stained with blood. The Illusory Flower Rebellion is the boundary of the Sea Desolate Shenzhou, the first disaster in thousands of years.

10,000 years ago, I don't know how many powerful monks, the Tao disappeared and the soul was destroyed, and they never reborn.

However, even though Phantom Flower is really a demon, for many people, she is also an immortal beauty and memory in her heart.

Those people, including Qianhua, Lang Wu, and the man in the white robe.

"I'm not your opponent!" After a while, the gloomy look in the gray-clothed Lang Wu's eyes gradually faded, "Because, you are a white-haired torturer!"

The white-haired Xingfei, this name, is almost unknown to the sea wilderness. Because, although he is one of the four holy envoys of Ziyou, Xing Fei seems to have never been to the Sea Desolate Continent.

However, all the people in Purple Shadow City know how terrifying the white-haired torture flight is.

Purple Heavenly Punishment, Punishment Flying White Hair. This is a phrase circulating in Purple Shadow City.

The Holy Envoy of the Wind Clan, white-haired and flewing, in the Purple Shadow City, his status is far superior to that of the other three holy envoys.

In the ancient and mysterious Purple Shadow City, except for the Heavenly Maiden Phantom Flower back then, no one dared to fight against Xingfei.

Because, Xing Fei is free and easy, and rarely makes a move, but as long as he makes a move, no matter who it is, he will not be merciful. The holy envoy of the Fengyi clan is said to have forced the torture to fly, and Zuihou died under the spell of the torture fly.

After 10,000 years, none of Xing Fei's subordinates survived.

More than 200 years ago, the third prince woke up, did not get out of the sedan chair, and almost swept through the purple city. But. In the end, he didn't make an appointment with Xingfei.

Purple Ghost City is the arbiter of the sea wilderness, the holy envoy of the Wind Clan, and the white-haired punishment is the heavenly punishment of Purple Shadow City.

Dressed in a white robe and with silver hair, it can make the entire Purple Ghost City tremble.

"I'm not white-haired Xing Fei, and you're not my opponent!" Xing Fei looked at Lang Wu and said a little inexplicably.

The gray-clothed Lang Wu seemed to understand, and said coldly: "That's not necessarily!"

"Haha!" Xing Fei heard this, looked up to the sky and smiled, and his silver hair flew wildly.

In an instant. The gray-clothed Lang Dance didn't even have a chance to spend his eyes. The long sword in his hand was only half bounced, and the gray brilliance was directly suppressed by a purple light.

Zaijian, I don't know when, the eyebrows of the gray-clothed Lang dance. It was completely resisted by a purple lightsaber in Xing Fei's hand. At this time, as long as the immortal power of Xingfei is spit out. The Holy Envoy of Purple Shadow City wants to destroy his soul.

The gray-clothed Lang Wu frowned. Staring at the purple lightsaber.

"Phantom Flower Purple Lightning, Heavenly Maiden Sword Technique, how can you know so many Heavenly Goddess Techniques?"

"Each has its own fate, the Tianni White Bone Sword in your hand, the Ancient Heavenly Treasure. Isn't it also a gift from the second young lady?" Xing Fei smiled faintly, and then stepped back, the purple lightsaber. Disappear in an instant.

"Second Miss, it's also my purple shadow lineage, you still cast the purple shadow spell!, therefore, you are still white-haired!"

"Hehe! Let you be convinced!" Xing Fei smiled, his body moving. It's just that there seems to be a torture fly in the same place.

It's just that the speed of the punishment is too fast. At that speed, looking at the sea wilderness, only the Blue Devil can match it.

This time, Lang Wu's sword didn't even have a chance to bounce, and the gray and white light was gone. However, at the center of Lang Wu's eyebrows, he had already stayed at a cyan fairy sword.

The green mangs are clear, and the fairy spirit is abundant.

"There is a sky outside the sky, and there is a demon on the devil!If you are not Lang Wu, you have already died twice!" Xing Fei looked at Lang Wu, the look in his eyes was a little complicated.

Lang Wu is the only person under Xing Fei, who has not been killed in 10,000 years.

The gray man's cheeks tightened. This time, he was convinced, because he couldn't see the origin of the Torture Flying Spell at all.

That seemingly ordinary cyan fairy sword was in no way inferior to his Tianni White Bone Sword. However, Lang Wu and Xing Fei have known each other for more than 10,000 years, but he has never seen Xing Fei use this cyan fairy sword, and more importantly, Xing Fei has never used a sword.

"You're not a torture flyer, I'm willing to bow down! You're stronger than I thought. The gray man nodded heavily.

"Good brother!" Xing Fei smiled faintly, retreated again, and the cyan fairy sword disappeared in an instant.

"Xing Fei!" "Gray-clothed Lang Wu looked at Xing Fei and said solemnly, "You, Weishenme want to leave Purple Shadow City?"

"Weishenme leaving?" Xing Fei looked at the sky, he knew that above the sky, there was an ancient immortal city, called Ziyou.

The Purple Shadow Holy City, the arbiter of the Sea Desolation, has been for countless thousands of years, and that is the immortal realm in the hearts of the monks of the Sea Desolate Divine Prefecture.

"Because of Ziyou, it will definitely be a tomb, or it will already be a tomb!" Xing Fei retracted his gaze, and then looked at Lang Wu coldly.

That kind of gaze was rare in Xing Fei's eyes, and Lang Wu was speechless and silent.

"This Purple Immortal Order, mobilizing the power of the four regions of the Sea Wilderness to rob and cultivate, the sword is pointing at Dongling, it is completely to kill people with a knife, and it is not at all to rescue the Brahma Temple! But I was no longer trusted. ”

"More than a hundred years ago, the ghost saint was inexplicably exterminated, and the crime was rebellion! But, you know, it was the pair of ancient heavenly foxes who killed the ghost saint, what does it have to do with me Ziyou?

"Now, the black water is moving, and the remnants of the Ten Thousand Desolate Valley are gathering in the black water, why don't you see a soldier in Purple Hidden City coming to the world?"

"It is true that the third prince was injured by the Naked Demon Coffin, but he has been in retreat for more than 200 years. At least the cultivation of the Xuanxian Sevenfold Realm, this injury seems to have been healed for a long time! You know, Jin Feng has only been in retreat for thirty years. ”

"Don't forget, the Purple Shadow War seven thousand years ago!"

"Purple is lonely, mysterious! Above the purple canopy, I don't know what it is. Who knows who is the number one in Ziyou's combat power? Since I am no longer trusted, then I don't want to be the second thousand flowers!"

The corners of Xing Fei's clothes fluttered, his silver hair flew wildly, his heart fluctuated, and he was extremely uncalm.

The gray-clothed man danced, silent, just holding the hand of the Tianni White Bone Sword, slightly white. He knew that what Xing Fei said was the truth. The current Ziyou's decision-making is already incomprehensible.

"Qianhua, you won't die!" Lang Wu said.

"Don't believe the third prince, reincarnation is 17,000 years, do you know who he is?" Xing Fei said coldly, "And, don't forget, above Ziyou, there is also a canopy!"

"I believe him!" Lang Wu said stubbornly.

"Lang Wu, tell you!In the entire Purple Shadow City, there is only one person, right!" Xing Fei sneered.

"Who?" asked Lang Wu.

"Heavenly Maiden Phantom Flower!" Xing Fei forced Lang Wu to look at him, "Only the second miss, that's right!"

Speaking of phantom flowers, Lang Wu raised his eyebrows, his expression was gloomy, and he did not have the slightest rebuttal.

"Maybe, you're right!" Lang Wu suddenly felt a little empty and weak.

"Lang Wu, protect Qianhua! Otherwise, the red son, he will definitely kill Ziyou, and no one will be left. One day, the ancient prophecy of Ziyou City will definitely come true! Today, the Taihuang Gate is the future of Ziyou. The heir of the demon lang has issued a killing order, and there will be no remnants of the black water. Xing Fei's eyes flashed with a chilling killing intent.

"The Heavenly Maiden came to the world and slaughtered the sea wilderness. The reincarnation of the naked child will destroy the purple shadow!"

A hint of terror also flashed in Lang Wu's eyes. Purple Ghost City, bound by this prophecy, has been bound for an unknown number of thousands of years.

Originally, the truth of the prophecy had yet to be verified.

However, when the Heavenly Maiden came to the world, it really swept up endless killings, and the sea was bloody and bloody. Therefore, 7,000 years ago, when the son came, it was the Purple Shadow War.

As a result, the Heavenly Maiden Phantom Flower, one person and one sword, hunting in purple clothes, looking at the purple shadow, no one dared to stop it.

"Lang Wu, believe me! because I didn't kill you!"

Xing Fei smiled indifferently, and a seal was formed in his hand, and a domain gate appeared directly under his feet.

"You're going to Blackwater?" Lang Wu's face changed.

"That's good!" Xing Fei said.

Lang Wu's cheeks tightened and his teeth gritted.

"Xing Fei, the third son...... He's at least a Xuanxian Sevenfold!"

"Huh?" Xing Fei was shocked, but then smiled, "It seems that my conjecture is good. Everyone, they are tired of staying in the Sea Wilderness Shenzhou. ”

Lang Wu didn't speak.

"It's okay! The Blue Devil is also in the black water, it's interesting!" said Xing Fei and stepped into the domain gate.

"Xing Fei, who the hell are you!" Lang Wu instantly shouted.

"Haha!" Xing Fei's figure gradually faded, but his hearty laughter could be heard, "Who am I?"

At this time, Xing Fei's eyes in the domain gate were blank, just like the loneliness in his eyes after the green devil left. Sometimes, Xing Fei himself doesn't even know who he is.

The domain gate leading to the black water dispersed like a water pattern, but the song that had been old spread out with the water pattern.

"Stroke the long sword, step on the snow song, for eternity, and hurry by with a snap of your fingers! Let the sky be old and old, with red face and white hair, who can know me? The rolling red dust is immeasurable, who is the immortal? Who is the magic ?......?"

The song is clear and far-reaching, desolate and heroic, spreading throughout the entire Yunpeng, the entire Dongling, and even the entire sea wilderness.

In the void, the gray-clothed man danced, his face was tired, he drew his sword and looked around, his heart was at a loss.

Since Jin Fengbei sang the song of hatred, more than 200 years later, the song of hatred actually sounded again.

It's just that this time it's a white-haired torture flying who sings a song of hatred, known as the punishment of the Purple Heaven, and the meaning is completely different.

Song of Hatred, Song of Hatred, Song of Hatred of the Ancient Demon Venerable.

In front of the Brahma Temple, there was silence. The song of hatred echoed, and everyone's complexion changed greatly. (To be continued......)