The north of the town is changing, and the sea is chaotic.

The earth-shattering changes of the Northern Han Sect spread to the domains at the fastest speed. For a time, the sea desolation realms shook, and the gates were in an uproar.

The Demon Lang Heavenly Maiden descended, above the sea wilderness, the descendants of the Demon Lang and the Ancient Holy Lotus are all leaders, and they are all out of the northern cold. Now, who dares to break ground on Tai Sui's head?

However, someone moved the Northern Han Sect, and there was no trace. The people of the Northern Han were stunned when they looked at the vast snow-capped mountains. The north peak of the town, which has been completely destroyed, and the ten thousand zhang moat that has turned into ordinary is a testimonial.

Painstakingly, the Tao is extinguished, silently. The remnant soul of the demon has been taken away.

Originally, the land north of the town of the Northern Han Sect was foggy. Above the sea wilderness, not many people know what is here. Even many Beihan children don't know.

However, this time, the Northern Han Sect did not have much choice. The departure of the remnant soul of the demon lang will be a catastrophe of the sea wilderness, and if you don't report it to all the gates, the consequences will be unimaginable.

The Arctic Immortal Sea is naturally the first sect to learn about a qiē.

Now the sect master of the Arctic Immortal Sea is galloping. And in the Arctic Immortal Sea, in the battle of Brahma Temple back then, the gray-clothed elders among the only remaining Arctic Three Saints were in retreat, and now they are a realm of true immortals.

Hearing the shock, the old man in gray arrived as soon as possible.

"Kneel down to worship the ancestor!" "The Northern Han Sect, from top to bottom, all knelt down.

The gray-clothed old man waved his hand to make everyone exempt, and at the same time, a spell unfolded.

In the mountains and snow, there are memories. The Blue Devil used this trick back then to restore the battle of hell. Void. Mirror is displayed.

There is no sound, only a mirror. Bitter heart, Arctic fairy, relatively free-flowing. It seems to be extremely happy. Then, there were two black shadows, one tall and one short, but they were completely blurred.

The process is so simple that there is hardly any fighting. The old man in gray couldn't help frowning.

"Master, how is it?" asked Han Qianli beside him. All of them. are all looking at the old man in gray.

"Someone is coming, at least it's Xuan Immortal, or even higher!" said in a deep voice.

One word. The crowd was silent.

Xuan Xian, for the sea wilderness, is already the most top-level kind of existence. Back then, the three sons of Ziyou fought against immortals and ghosts. Nearly invincible. It's just a Xuan Immortal cultivation.

The two Xuan Immortals, or even the above, the Beihan people were naturally speechless.

"Hold on to the door, nothing will happen!" the old man in gray said in a heavy tone. Because, two characters like that, either one, waved their hands. It can destroy the Northern Han Sect and even the Arctic Immortal Sea.

The so-called stick to the door. Just a consolation. If they can keep it, the Arctic Immortal and the Bitter Son will not die. And those two men in black, if they want to do something, they can't stop it at all.

The Northern Han Sect, the Arctic Immortal Sea, is unharmed. Most likely, for the people in black, they don't bother to destroy it at all. Or, they scruple to be the power of the North of the Arctic Immortal Sea.

"The demon soul is not here, the Purple Ghost City will definitely come to the world!" The old man in gray paused, looking at the north from afar, with a trace of panic in his eyes, "The god of the Northern Wilderness will also be angry!"

............

And almost, at the same time when the accident occurred in the north of the North Hanzong Town.

The sea is deserted, the south of the cloud desert. An oasis in the middle of the white sand. There is a city on it, suspended in mid-air, and the seven-colored mangs are belts, and they are extremely ethereal.

Legend of the Southern Desert, on the city of Wuji, there are no mortals. The three famous cities of the sea wilderness, the southern desert Wuji, which represents the immortal-like existence zài.

On the city of Wuji, the palace of Wuji.

Back then, Brahma and Blackwater fought. Wuji Immortal Palace, the vitality is greatly damaged. Ju Shanu and Xiaoyao Dao are the last shadows of Taihuangmen.

The palace master Yu Qiumu, if he hadn't been protected by Amu and rescued by Murong Haiqing, he would have already disappeared his soul.

Since the last war, Wuji Palace, which was originally quite low-key, has become even more low-key. The palace master, Yu Qiumu, has not been in retreat ever since.

Hold on to its soil, peace and tranquility.

However, today, on the vast white sand, a person slowly walked. It's just that there is no trace left on the white sand.

It was a monk, an extraordinary monk.

He wore a black robe and a hat. However, even so, it seems that you can see the faint green glow emanating from the pupils of the man in black under the hat.

"Wuji Palace, it's been a long time!" the black-robed man raised his hat and said in a hoarse voice.

Wuji Immortal City has a different meaning for the black-robed man in front of him. Because, in this city, he once married a rather beautiful woman.

That woman is called Fairy Wuji.

For the sake of this woman, the black-robed man kept the entire Wuji Immortal City. No matter why that peerless woman married him, the black-robed man really liked that woman.

The Sea Desolate Divine Prefecture, several wars, and the Infinite Immortal City have always stood still. However, the past life is like a dream, and the past is like smoke. At this time, the black-robed man only had killing in his eyes.

Because, that woman, has long since fallen. He heard that on the day he died, the woman broke her soul. She left eight words - sleeping with wolves, the shame of three lives!

Sleeping with wolves, shame for three lives! For this black-robed man, that is a humiliation.

Black Mist, Kill!

The black-robed man walked forward slowly.

Wuji City, naturally there are prohibitions handed down by great power. However, in front of today's man in black, he is completely vulnerable.

Boom-boom-boom

The man in black walked forward slowly, and the person was already in mid-air, stepping straight into the high city.

I don't see its seal, and I don't see the magic method! The black-robed man, just with a flick of his hands, is an endless immortal power, rolling up in the sky.

The heavens and the earth are in turmoil, and the white sand is like the wind.

The entire cloud desert seemed to be flying behind it.

At that moment, the entire Wuji City was firmly locked by a strong force. In the city of Wuji, there are no mortals. But at this moment, they seem to be inferior to mortals.

All beings, before God, are ants. And the man in black, at this moment, is God.

Unstoppable!

Boom -

The footsteps of the man in black were even, step by step, stepping on the ancient city. All the prohibitions in Wuji City, pieces of them were shattered, and all colors were scattered in an instant, like fireworks.

At that moment, all the monks of Infinite City felt shaken.

Whew-Whew-Whew-Wow

A moment ago, I don't know how many swords. It rose to the sky, but it came to an abrupt end.

Fairy Sword, Monk. are fixed in the void. The man in black snorted lightly, and the black sleeves waved lightly. All the fairy swords have turned into ashes. All the monks turned into a blood mist.

It was a massacre. Yes, all the roars are suppressed in the throat.

Poof――

There are also monks. Directly by the fairy power, cut the throat. The blood flowed like a column, splashing several feet. Even with a suppressed roar.

Compared with the northern cold north, this scene is much more tragic.

Because, Men in Black. It's almost a one-step kill. It is like darkness devouring light. And the monks of Wuji City were not afraid of death, and they kept moths to put out the fire.

Blood splattered, and the soul was extinguished.

The murderous aura is sky-high, and in an instant, Wuji City is like a hell on earth.

In Wuji City, there is no shortage of robbery. However, neither can the robbery. Stopping the footsteps of the man in black can only crush one qiē step by step.

Who are that? These are all the monks. Thoughts in the heart. However, it is almost impossible to say it. It seemed like a nightmare.

In an instant, they saw their own death, and they saw their souls scattered.

Crush, endless crush! That's slaughtering the city!

"I was saved because of me! Now, let me destroy it with my own hands!"

Until, he saw the immortal stone statue in the city of Wuji.

It was a woman in white who was flying, with a long skirt fluttering and dancing in the wind. Beautiful eyes, light smiles, lifelike. That woman is absolutely beautiful.

In the eyes of the black-robed man, it is more beautiful. In fact, no matter what that woman leaves in the end, she is beautiful.

"Wuji—"

The black-robed man finally stopped. His immortal power did not disperse again. The killing, stopped!

The wind blows, the corners of the black-robed man's clothes. The huge hat trembled slightly.

At this time, most of the Wuji Immortal City had already been destroyed. Immortal power is raging, and there are countless dead souls, filling the void.

Finally, the monks in Wuji City, who were not dead, had a moment of respite. However, in fact, this timing has no meaning in the face of the absolute disparity in strength.

The gap is too big, what if you give you a hundred years? Time, it can't make up for it!

It's just that at this time, there was already a plain-clothed woman standing in front of the black-robed man.

The posture is extremely beautiful, with a moth head and eyebrows, but the face is majestic.

Wuji Palace Master - Yu Qiumu.

"Who are you?"

Although, in Wuji City, there is a mess, and the blood is like the wind. How many souls, the power of the realm, the way to destroy the soul destroyer. Today's Yuqiu Mu, the true immortal double realm, benefits from the method left by Murong Huan back then.

However, at this time, Yu Qiumu understood. The true immortal is double, and in front of this black-robed man, he is also vulnerable.

However, Yu Qiumu was still calm and calm.

The black-robed man, when he heard the voice, turned around and turned to Yu Qiumu.

"Yu Qiumu, are you her disciple?" the black-robed man pointed at the statue of the Infinite Fairy.

"That's right!That's the Venerable Master!" Yu Qiumu, his eyes were full of brilliance, calm as ever, and asked, "Who are you?"

The black-robed man did not answer Yu Qiumu's question, but was silent for a short time, as if thinking about something.

"What do you want?" Yu Qiumu said lightly, "No matter what the conditions, I can promise you! As long as you don't hurt the people of Wuji City again! I know that you have the ability to destroy me!"

"Hahaha!" Hearing Yu Qiumu's words, the black-robed man suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, "It's worthy of being a disciple of the Wuji Fairy!

"Not bad!" Yu Qiumu raised an eyebrow. This man in black is quite strange.

"I want your people, and then change to the peace of Wuji City, do you want to?" said the man in black coldly.

"Oh?" Yu Qiumu's eyes flashed with a different color, but he was not angry at all, but smiled lightly, "The person who wants me, no!

"Hahaha!" The black-robed man couldn't help but laugh again when he heard Yu Qiumu's answer, "Yu Qiumu, answer like this, you are not as good as her!" The black-robed man pointed to the statue of the Infinite Fairy.

"Of course!" Yu Qiumu smiled slightly, "Naturally, I'm not as good as a teacher! Disciple, isn't it normal to be inferior to a teacher?"

"But just because, I'm a woman of the Blue Devil!" Yu Qiumu smiled at the corner of his mouth and looked at the black-robed man, "Is that right? Sleeping with wolves is a shame for three lives!" (To be continued......