The Legend of the Holy Ancestors of the Holy Land

"Is that man a devil?"

The disciples of Quanzhen Sect and Confucianism immediately had this idea in their minds, and even the heads and elders of many sects, although they knew that Ke Yuchen was powerful, but they really didn't know about Ke Yuchen's face like this.

The disciples of the Blood God Sect shrank aside, and the two Guardians of Light and Darkness and Tu Liao also stopped the confrontation. Seeing that Li Muqing was injured, they wanted to rescue Li Muqing quickly, but the ghost face behind Ke Yuchen was so shocking that they didn't see each other for a long time. able to act.

"You, you can't kill me, if you kill me, Tianyi will not let you go!"

Li Muqing endured the severe pain of severed fingers, sweat oozed from his forehead, he was terrified, he panicked, he had no choice but to back away again and again, his breathing was disordered, at this moment, he just wanted to live.

"When Tianyi Yi defected, he and my Xuantian Sect were at odds with each other. Today, let's understand our grievances!"

Ke Yuchen came to Li Muqing in a blink of an eye. Until now, Li Muqing realized that Ke Yuchen was so tall. Ke Yuchen suddenly patted his raised hands against Li Muqing's ears. The blow was so fast that There was a sonic boom around the hand, and there was a "pop", and blood flowed from Li Muqing's ears. Immediately afterwards, his black eyeballs disappeared into their sockets, and he lost consciousness and fell limply on the ground.

As Li Muqing fell, the Scarlet Blood Golden Token also lost its luster and fell to the ground. Ke Yuchen picked up the Red Blood Golden Token with his left hand and the Green Underworld Lantern with his right, and walked to Zhang Yuwei who was not far away from him. beside.

"The grace of saving lives is greater than the sky. Today, these two treasures belong to you."

Ke Yuchen put both the Qingming Lantern and the Scarlet Blood Golden Token beside Zhang Yuwei, which was what they had agreed before, that the things belonged to Zhang Yuwei and he was given freedom.

"Do you know why there are two treasures related to Xuan Jiumen?"

In order for Zhang Yu to pick up the Qingming Lantern and the Scarlet Blood Golden Token, he looked at the Scarlet Blood Golden Token in his left hand, and then at the Qingming Lantern in his right hand. After observing the runes on both surfaces with the Holy Spirit Eye, Zhang Yu Wei laughed, but said with a little sarcasm helplessly.

"Master Xuantian? I'm afraid you are the one who started it."

Before everyone could respond to this sentence, Zhang Yuwei had already smashed the Scarlet Blood Gold Token and the Qingming Lantern together, and the two treasures were instantly shattered into pieces. Just when everyone felt sorry for this, they found that everyone around them The space has changed. Last moment they were still in the Xuanjiu Mountain forest, but now they arrived in a gloomy place like a cemetery. In front of everyone, sat a woman with a piano in front of her. She was wearing Silver-gray Taoist robe, looking at the ground expressionlessly, her exquisite face has no trace of blood, like a dead person, the woman is leaning on a tombstone, on which are written six large characters, the tomb of the real person Xuantian.

"How many years, has someone finally cracked the clues I left and came here?"

The woman slid her fingers and plucked the strings slightly. For a moment, the melodious sound of the piano filled the entire cemetery. Hearing this sound, Zhang Yuwei immediately realized that something was wrong. He turned around and yelled at the crowd.

"Cover your ears, if your cultivation level is too low, your eardrums will burst, hurry up!"

"What are you talking about, this man?"

Zhang Yuwei's words aroused everyone's doubts, but some people still followed suit. Wang Duanwu, Wang Zhongqiu, Kong Yuan, Ke Yuchen and other foundation-building monks quickly covered their ears to prevent the sound from entering. , Yuzaotang covered his ears with his tail, and he tightly covered Su Miaoyan's ears.

After the melodious piano sound, the person who covered his ears found that the disciples affected by the sound wave had red eyes and remained motionless, like puppets. Especially the Blood God Sect and the Drunken Immortal Sect, because of the large number of disciples, a large number of disciples were shocked. Be demonized.

"Should I call you Master Xuantian, or should I call you Master Nanxun?"

Zhang Yuwei stared at the woman with a solemn expression. He was too familiar with this face, but he did not expect that the secret of Xuan Jiumen was actually a hoax. I also asked Yun Zhongzi, why the real Nanxun was full of corpses in the same Golden Core Realm, at that time Yun Zhongzi told him not to worry about it, and told him "don't just look at the surface", now seeing Xuan Jiumen Nan Xun, he immediately understood that this guy is a cultivator who transforms corpses into Taoism.

"It's only one step away from Jindan, but fortunately God sent me you"

Nan Xun stood up, she turned around, opened her arms, and laughed.

"There is no so-called Xuan Jiumen at all. Do you know where this is? Let me tell you, this is Taihua Mountain!"

Accompanied by Nan Xun's laughter, the surrounding gradually brightened up, and the iconic snow peak of Taihua Mountain was revealed in front of everyone. Nan Xun turned around, and she pointed at the ground in front of her. Immediately, the ground began to collapse, and a red A big pit appeared in front of everyone, and there were countless human arms in the pit, as if they were going to drag people directly into hell.

"My servants, obey my orders and dedicate yourself to this, hahahaha!"

Master Nanxun laughed loudly. The sound seemed to be an echo from hell. The disciples affected by the sound wave couldn't help but walk towards the pit. Wang Zhongqiu and others hurriedly stopped the disciples, but it was very difficult to stop them due to the fact that there were too many disciples.

"Use your blood to awaken Huang Yu, and with the help of Huang Yu's power, I will definitely be able to break through the golden core!"

Nan Xun sat on his piano and flew into the depths of Mount Taihua. Zhang Yuwei turned his head and saw Su Miaoyan nodding at him trustingly. He chased after him without hesitation.

Suffering from the fact that Xuanyuan Shenjian was still sleeping, Zhang Yuwei couldn't control the sword, so he had to run to the depths of Taihua Mountain. Just as Zhang Yuwei left, an ancient tomb suddenly exploded, and an arm covered with scales came out from the depths of the ancient tomb. , put his arm on the ground, trying to lift his huge body out of the ground, how could Ke Yuchen let him succeed, he stepped forward quickly, facing the monster in the ground, and directly used his strongest killing move.

Without a sword, although it will affect the power of "Chop the Wind", Ke Yuchen can't care about that much anymore. He uses his hand as a sword. Wherever his hand passes, a storm will rise, and he will directly chop at the place where the monster is about to come out. .

"Uncle, it hurts to death!" A huge roar came from the ground, and another arm covered with scales broke through the ground and directly grabbed Ke Yuchen. Ke Yuchen's arm, she knew very well that if they still fought on their own at this moment, they could only kill themselves. The monster felt pain and let go of its hand, and Ke Yuchen hurriedly escaped.

"The smell of foxes, hee hee, I like foxes the most, eat them after playing, it's so beautiful." A huge fish demon broke out of the ground, he put his arms deep into the ground, and pulled out a huge bone Hammer, the fish demon is covered with scales, reflecting the light in the snow-white Taihua Mountain. After looking at the crowd with his blood-red eyes, he opened his bloody mouth and said.

"Except for the sacrifices, everyone else is the food of Uncle Fei Chi."