Vol 2 Chapter 1159: The wind is rising, Mo Xie gets on board

Yu Duxiu is holding a black chess piece in his hand, with a little bit of murderous intent in his eyes. Wang Zhen will detect the abnormality. Yu Duxiu is not strange at all, but the mystery of this kind of robbery far exceeds all the laws between heaven and earth. The magical powers derived from the source, even if Wang Zhen perceives something abnormal in his family, he can't find the root cause. ≯＞≧≦
Mu Qingzhu left, weeping towards Taiyuan Dao, the Hanyun line of Taiyuan Daohan family was basically destroyed in the catastrophe, and it was over, leaving only the old Qi alone in the world. , Yu Duxiu can foresee that after returning to Taiyuan Road, that wood green bamboo will inevitably roll up a huge wave.
Is Han Yun an ordinary person? Is the Han family an ordinary family in Taiyuan Road? .
"Tai Yuan Dao" Yu Duxiu played with the chess piece in his hand, and slowly dropped the black piece: "Once you are in the calamity, you can't help you without teaching your ancestors."
Taiyuan Dao, the sun was high and the air was hot and dry. Several disciples stood in front of the mountain gate, looking boredly at the flowers and plants in the distance, without any energy in their eyes.
"You said, Miaoxiu came to my Taiyuandao several times to spread the letter, and asked me to come out of the mountains, how is the battle situation in the middle field now?" A disciple said casually, leaning on the rocks behind him.
"I'm afraid it's not going well. If the battle is going smoothly, there is no need for Miaoxiu Dongzhu to personally go up the mountain to save the soldiers." Another disciple's eyes flashed with wisdom. Although everyone is guarding the gate here, their status is not high, but There is still a vision.
"Teach the ancestors to pass down the edict, saying that now Zhongyu is once again organizing the matter of enshrining gods. If it can be on the list of enshrining gods, you can live forever. I really envy those brothers who can go down the mountain at will." The disciples who spoke for the first time were full of envy. .
Suddenly, I only heard another disciple say: "Look, isn't the azure light formed by the staff of Dao Brother Mu Qingzhu? Brother Mu Qingzhu is back?".
When the two of them were startled and suspicious, they saw an explosion in the void, and the wood green bamboo did not stop, instantly urging the magic weapon to rush into the mountain range of the Han family.
"The disciple Mu Qingzhu, come to Han's family for a funeral to plead guilty."
"boom".
The wood green bamboo instantly fell from the void, kneeling to the ground, pale and crumbling.
On the way, the woods and bamboos are unabated, and without stopping, the mana in the body is almost exhausted.
"Why insult? Why go to funeral?" An old man walked out of the mountain, his body changed several times in the void, and fell in front of Mu Qingzhu.
"Master Hanyun is dead, if his disciples sent someone to invite Master Hanyun down the mountain, Master Hanyun would not die under the mountain" Mu Qingzhu instantly touched his forehead.
"What?" The old man shuddered when he heard this, his eyes jumped over the green bamboo, and looked at the old Qi who was kneeling aside: "Where is your master?"
"Return to Master Tai, my master was killed by a culprit at the foot of the mountain," the old Qi cried and said, "My master's body is here, please check with the master."
While talking, the old Qi cried, turned around and uncovered the white cloth, revealing Han Yun's pale face.
"Stick".
"Stick".
"Stick".
The underground rock shattered, and after seeing Han Yun's face, the old man was struck by lightning. He stepped back three steps in an instant. He couldn't believe it. The next moment he heard a earth-shattering cry: "Yun'er".
"Who, who killed you, this seat will cut it with thousands of swords, thousands of swords and swords," the old man roared up to the sky, and the whole body was rolled up with gusts of wind, and the void was stirring endlessly in this wind.
"It's the Han family, the Han family must have had a major event. Let's go and see." Mo Xie instantly stood up on the spot holding the long sword in his arms, turned into a sword light and flew toward the mountain of the Han family.
With a cry of sorrow, the old man immediately alarmed the entire Han family mountain peak, and countless monks walked out of the mountain peak and surrounded the people in a circle.
The old man walked slowly to Han Yun's side, trembling with his palms, gently touching Han Yun's body, touching the cold corpse, the old man gritted his teeth, and his beard all opened: "Who is it, who killed Han Yun?" .
"Returning to the ancestors is to do a mortal man" Mu Qingzhu heard the words with murderous intent. Every time he thought of Wang Zhen and thought of his family members who had died tragically in his hands, the anger in Han Yun couldn't help it. Gush out.
"Are you teasing me? How can you kill Han Yun for a time?" The old man's eyes were rising in countless flames, staring at the green bamboo.
Hearing this, Mu Qingzhu shrank his neck and did not dare to look at the old man: "Ancestor, that mortal is not an ordinary mortal. He is proficient in a different technique and has immense power. Master Han Yun has no power to resist when he meets the opponent. Forgive my disciples for courage, I am afraid that even if the ancestors descended the mountain himself, it would be difficult to win the mortal.
"What are you talking about? You actually said that the ancestor I can't take a mortal? It's really unreasonable. Even if the mortal's alien art is more powerful, how can it be the ancestor and my opponent." Hearing Mu Qingzhu's words, the old man suddenly became angry. "Okay, ancestor, I will walk down the mountain myself, but I have to see how this mortal is different. Even ancestor I may not be his opponent."
"Han Shuhuan, don't be impulsive, even Han Yun died in the opponent's hands. It can be seen that the opponent is not easy. Now the Great Tribulation of the Gods is on, the world of great controversy is coming. Don't lose your life because of negligence." A voice full of majesty came from the mountain peak, and then a middle-aged man appeared out of thin air in the field.
"Father" Han family ancestor, Han Shuhuan, immediately saluted the middle-aged man.
It is also weird to say that an old white man shouting his father to a middle-aged man is not funny.
"It doesn't matter if you personally walked through it, if you can meet a Tianjiao, you can directly kill it, obtain the qualifications for the world of great controversy, and complete the calamity, it is also a good thing" Han Shuhuan's father nodded.
"You and I will say it again" Han Shuhuan's father faced Mu Qingzhu Road.
At this time, Mu Qingzhu’s heart trembled. Han Yun, who had died before, was no longer in the Taiyuan Dao. Now even his father Han Shuhuan and Han Shuhuan appeared here. You can imagine the shock in Mu Qingzhu’s heart. The real big shot of Taiyuan Road.
Mu Qingzhu didn't dare to neglect. After telling everything, Han Shuhuan's father touched his chin and said after a while: "The Great Tribulation of the Conferred God under the Mountain has just begun. There is such a crisis. I If Taiyuan Dao always goes down the mountain alone, it will be broken by everyone. It is better to go down together, so there is a need to take care of it."
"Shuhuan~EbookFREE.me~ You summon some of the elders of my Taiyuan Road to go down the mountain with you, but to see who dares to embarrass my Taiyuan Road, kill that mortal, and bring back his strange art, Ben The seat is wondering what kind of strange technique it is that can actually make a mortal rebel against the monk. If my Han family can obtain this strange technique, wouldn't it be possible to gain the advantage in the catastrophe."
As Nahan Shuhuan's father was talking, he casually glanced at the people around him, and after hearing the words, the crowd suddenly shocked, showing an eagerness to try.
With a move of his palm, Han Shuhuan took out a palm-sized ark from his arms, and then gently tossed it, only to see that the ark grew long in the wind, covering the void in the radius.
"Whoever wants to go down the mountain, who will meet with the poor Dao, might as well walk along with this seat" Han Shuhuan said as he took a step and stood on the sail.
"I'm here too" but saw a man in Tsing Yi instantly rushed into the boat with his cloud head.
"Old ancestor Shuhuan, my disciples want to give it a try too. I will meet old antiques from all walks of life when I go down the mountain." But when I saw a brilliant sword light soaring into the sky, tearing the air, I instantly stood on the bow of the ship.
"It's Mo Xie, I didn't expect that Mo Xie would also go to this muddy water."
After seeing Mo Xie, a disciple suddenly exclaimed.
"You? The ancestors have orders, the tianjiao can't go down the mountain, you should go down, don't be stared at by those old guys" Han Shuhuan looked at Mo Xie, his expression relaxed a lot.
Mo Xie was holding a simple long sword in his arms: "It's okay, the disciple has a magic sword to protect the body, as long as the heavens are not quasi-immortals to bully the small, the disciple can deal with it."
Having said this, Mo Xie smiled: "With the power of my peace, I don't know which quasi immortal dare to do things with big bullies?".
Seeing what Moxie said, Han Shuhuan nodded: "It's the same principle. Since this is the case, I am not asking for it." (To be continued.) 8