The mountains of Kunlun are very large, one by one, one peak peak, continuous into the sea of clouds, it seems to be a fairyland on earth, and in the case of not knowing what happened, the five peaks of Kunlun that were originally covered by clouds and mist also reappeared in the world in a short period of years, but after the contemporary master of the real person Qinghong, one step into the gods, the five peaks of Kunlun disappeared from people's sight again, wrapped in layers of clouds and mist, mysterious and abnormal.

At the foot of Kunlun Mountain, a group of people and horses, walking slowly and unhurriedly, led by a middle-aged Taoist dressed in Kunlun costume, followed by dozens of disciples dressed in the same clothes, and then behind, a middle-aged Taoist girl dressed as a beautiful woman, at this moment she is holding the small hand of an eleven or twelve-year-old girl in her hand.

When the group moved forward silently, the middle-aged Taoist of Kunlun led by him suddenly reached out his hand, and then stopped in place, and took out a flying sword seal letter from the storage bag, raised his hand and threw it, and in the sound of snorting, the flying sword broke through the clouds and mist, and disappeared in an instant, and then the Kunlun disciple signaled everyone to rest for a while, and everyone began to rest in place.

The little girl looked up at Kunlun Mountain, which was covered by heavy clouds and mist, and the woman surnamed Pei beside her didn't say much, until the little girl turned her head, tilted her neck at the woman surnamed Pei, and asked curiously and whispered: "Xu Lin used to stay on that mountain?"

Although the little girl's voice was not loud, at this moment, it still attracted everyone's attention, but everyone did not deliberately look at her, but waited silently for the next words.

The woman surnamed Pei smiled and pulled the little girl to her side, along the way, even though she had figured out the whole process of her encounter with Xu Lin from the little girl, she still didn't understand why Xu Lin, who was murderous and only wanted to achieve a high position, why did she value this inconspicuous little girl so much, if it was about cultivation talent, her disciples were much stronger than her, but it was such a little girl, the woman surnamed Pei could read from Xu Lin's eyes that he liked her very much.

"Don't say that again. Although the woman surnamed Pei said softly, there was an undoubted tone in her tone, and the little girl suddenly lowered her head and stopped making a sound, and several disciples of Kunlun in the distance were also very satisfied and continued to be silent, about that name, it is definitely the most unpopular title in Kunlun.

At this time, the little girl began to miss Xu Lin a little, although he likes to kill people and has killed many people in front of her, but in the eyes of the little girl, that person's voice and smile are always so kind and gentle, so that she has a sense of security that she has never had.

The sky, a long distance, the little girl looked at the kind clouds there, looking at the endless faint peaks, when she sat on the ground, no one reminded her that the ground was very cold and cold, the little girl stretched out her little hand sadly, touched her arms, but found nothing, the woman surnamed Pei closed her eyes and said nothing, and the little girl's head became lower and lower.

In the past, when the stomach was growling, that person would always conjure up some food for himself, and then he could lean on his side either lazily or with a smile, looking at the distant horizon in the same way.

Tears were almost hazy in her eyes, the little girl never thought that she would be so sad, and just when the tears were about to burst out of her eyes, a pair of cold hands, I don't know when they had been on her head, the little girl hurriedly raised her head, the white clothes were like snow, the person was like a lotus, and her expression was indifferent to look in the direction they came.

The woman surnamed Pei suddenly opened her eyes, and those Kunlun Men people who were scattered not far away hurriedly walked over and saluted the white-clothed woman together: "I've seen Elder Mingru." ”

The woman's face was still expressionless, her eyes looked behind one of the Kunlun disciples, the man noticed Mingru's gaze, and quickly took off the giant sword behind him, and then motioned to another Kunlun disciple to take off a storage bag, after a spell of silent recitation, Wang Dazhu's body was already lying on the ground, with a smile on his pale face, that smile, very peaceful.

The woman took the little girl's little hand, and then walked to Wang Dazhu's body, her eyes lowered, and she was silent.

"Senior Brother Wang went peacefully, even though he died under the man's sword" In the next words, the Kunlun disciple did not say any more, and Mingru just looked at the man's smile, looking at the serenity of the person at the moment, and when the sleeve robe was rolled, the little girl heard the woman's slightly cold voice and said: "Old Thirteen, go home." ”

On the Shu Road, a young scholar in an old robe walked on the dangerous road of the ropeway with difficulty, and as far as the eye could see, it was full of beautiful scenery between the green mountains and green waters, but it was different from the vast scenery on the Kunlun Mountain.

"Open Shu with a sword, see the gate of heaven. The scholar smiled, but the sword intent in his heart was becoming more and more refined.

Until a wisp of smoke was caught by Xu Lin in his hand, the trace of blood breath was wrapped around his hand, Xu Lin lowered his pale face, sniffed carefully with his nose, and the corners of his mouth hooked: "It's really fragrant!"

Looking far away, between the mountains, Xu Lin saw the origin, and sighed again: "I really want to!"

Although it was daytime, there was also a ghostly atmosphere, vast in the verdant mountains and forests, and there was also a scarlet and shiny fiery color, the two were intertwined, and the sky above the head had already been overshadowed.

The bloodstained Taoist was covered with two expressions on one face, Scarface was hideous and terrifying like a ghost in the daytime, and the side without Scarface was indifferent and indifferent, staring coldly at the leisurely figure.

Since the cultivation of the Dao, the Bloodstained Daoist can be said to have experienced all kinds of dangers, but compared to the figure directly facing him, the only thing that the Bloodstained Daoist can see is despair.

Nine thousand miles of pursuit, nine thousand miles of not revealing a flaw and room for themselves, finally met on this Shu Road, the bloodstained Daoist looked at the figure that was walking slowly, and his face became more and more hideous.

"The last time, change or not!" The voice came from the bloodstained Daoist, and the two expressions on one face were really strange, but the Ghost Emperor, who had long been accustomed to it, stopped his pace and quietly looked at the bloodstained Taoist who was facing him.

"Change your mother, yes, dog, smelly, fart!" Scar scolded angrily, then glared at the Ghost Emperor again, stretched out his hand and shook it, there was a string of blood-red and translucent bead curtains in his hand, and he smiled angrily: "Lao Tzu will fight today!"

This time the Ghost Emperor was happy, what he said was a bit arrogant, after all, he dared to be so rude in front of his Ghost Emperor, for thousands of years, he could count it on one hand, but his fate can be imagined, and there are only two people who can survive.

The Ghost Emperor still remembers the Demon Lord of the broken wolf bèi, although it was based on the status and seniority of the Ghost Emperor at that time, the Demon Lord was still outspoken and unscrupulous, for this person, the Ghost Emperor had a different perception at that time, and he lost the mind of punishing him, but he intersected with his heart, even if he did not help in the end, to this day, the Ghost Emperor still regards it as the only person in this world who can go hand in hand with himself.

It was precisely this kind of thinking that led the Ghost Emperor to let go of the young Taoist who dared to fight hard with him when he was in the Northland, because the Demon Lord valued him, and the Ghost Emperor let him go.

And from the beginning, it is this contemporary blood demon, compared to the incomplete blood pool of the little Taoist, the bloodstained Daoist has a pure blood power that makes it difficult for the Ghost Emperor to control himself, and there are countless evil souls contained in it, and it is a supreme tonic.

The expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling climbed to the face of the Ghost Emperor, and the essence in his eyes was even more visible to the smoke and clouds flying away in front of him, like the ripples cut by the surface of the lake by water droplets, after that trace of ripples, the water was slightly reddish, in mid-air, on the top of his Ghost Emperor's head, a blood pool that was different from heaven and earth, was formed.

The cause that was planted before, in the eyes of the scholars who traveled from afar, was the possibility of fruition, he was laughing, he couldn't help but tremble, and finally understood, why the demon lord always likes to plant seeds, and in front of him, there is a possibility that one of his is about to blossom and bear fruit, it is really a big red flower! (To be continued......)