Chapter 1007: Three thousand blue silk for white hair, the ruthless son is the most ruthless

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The entire valley of Yingying seemed to be quiet for a moment, without the sound of insects or the passing of birds. Only the wind blew gently, and the two of them fluttered their hair.
Zimo Qingfeng and others were still standing in the same place. At this moment, they had a complicated look. This was not what they wanted to see. No matter what the heart of Huangfu became, this was not what they wanted to see.
"Leave here first." Qingluan whispered, and immediately escorted a few people to the distance. Yu Yifeng also pulled Li Muxue away. At this moment, they are no longer able to intervene. Stay , Will only add chaos.
There are only Huangfu Xin'er and Xiao Chen in Gukou, the wind is still blowing gently, the sword is still bleeding.
"Xiao Chen ..." Huang Fu's heart looked at Xiao Chen's eyes. At this moment, his eyes were complicated, but his tone was dull. He had never been dull. There was no resentment, no joy or anger.
Xiao Chen also looked at her. Many times, he would ask himself, wrong, what is wrong, right, what is right?
Was framed at the Xuanqing Gate that year, killing countless people in anger, right or wrong? Master is disregarding everything, risking the world and keeping his soul out of the sky, is it right or wrong?
At this moment, right or wrong ...
"Xiao Chen ..." Huang Fu's heart was still very calm, and he looked at him at this moment. At this moment, countless pictures flashed in his mind, from the past, from the Purple Realm to the Eastern Land, and just now, the new house flower candle ...
These pictures are like beautiful crystal paintings, and then broken a little, fragmented ...
"Are you going to kill me for her ..." Huangfu Xiner looked at him, slowly raised his hand, caught on the unmarked sword, and the palm gradually shed blood.
Xiao Chen knew that it was too late to say anything. This sword was stabbed out by himself and covered with water. It was painful at this moment. The person he wanted to protect most, himself, hurt her the deepest.
When this sword stabbed out, it seemed to cut her heart.
The emperor's heart suddenly smiled, but the smile was very cold: "This sword, I owe you, from now on, this life, this life ..."
"Xin'er ..." Xiao Chen raised his head suddenly, he was a little afraid to listen to her to continue talking, obviously was the person he loved the most, why, why should he hurt her again and again, what is wrong, what is true……
"You and I ..." Huang Fu's eyes gradually became sad, but the words "Eunjudiated" were hard to say. She still loved him, and she flew him out with the last palm.
"Zheng!" Wu Jian fell on Xiao Chen's side, and the sword was still stained with blood. In the past, Wu Jian would not be stained with blood, but today, this blood seems to be indelible, flamboyant, and poignant.
"Lord, let's go." Qingluan didn't know when he would come back again. He lifted him up with his feet a little and flew out of the valley.
The wind blew coldly, and Huangfu's heart stood still, laughing with his head up, and the laughter was particularly sad.
"Xiao Chen ... Xiao Chen! Hahahaha ..."
Two lines of tears slipped out of her eyes, and then her hair began to turn a little bit white. In the end, the three thousand green silks became completely white hair, which was particularly conspicuous under the moonlight.
Huang Fu's heart lifted the long hair on his shoulder, but the original blue silk turned into a white hair, and his heart was miserable. He looked up and laughed constantly.
Laughter echoed throughout the valley, and Huangfu's heart was white as snow.
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The blink of an eye is like an arrow, and the years are like a shuttle.
Three years later.
Talking about the ruins of Xuanqing Mountain, I finally asked Tian and Qicangtian for their whereabouts. The five Patriarch Patriarchs had also returned to Heaven, and the Five Demon Patriarchs had no news since that disappearance.
However, the original turbulent Zifu did not calm down. Let me talk about the Palace of Unforgettable. Because of that incident, Zhengdao hurt a lot of vitality, and the Dao took the opportunity to mess up. In these three years, Zifu became more and more turbulent. Too.
In the past three years, there have been three people in the world, no one knows, no one knows. These three people can almost be said to frighten the distance, whether it is the right way or the evil way.
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In the southern part of Central China, there is a sect called "Holy Heavenly Sect", which is a Mozong sect that has risen in recent years. It has developed like a fierce sect in less than three years. Both Zhengmo and Dao are afraid.
But just three days ago, Sheng Tianzong was destroyed. None of the three thousand people survived.
In addition, there are also the four schools of Jing Shen Shen Sect, Sen Luo Sect, Shen Feng Men, and Sheng Tian Sect, all of which have become famous in recent years. Right way is very headache.
But three days ago, all four schools were destroyed in one day.
Compared with these four cutting-edge schools, Fen Tianzong is a long-known old Mozong school, and the school has been in existence for thousands of years, although the fame has not been as good as the Luozong Palace, Xuanyin Temple, and Blood Shaman. , But no one dared to underestimate.
Especially his ancestor burned the ancestor of the sky. Although the Kunlun World War 600 years ago was hit hard by the Tianjizi with the seal of the Tianjian, but for the past 600 years, it has been obscured. People of the five major factions are also quite afraid.
Today is the seventh day of February, and the wind is high and the moon is dark at night.
Since the four schools of Saint Tianzong have been destroyed, he has been in a state of panic all these three days. He knows who the four schools were destroyed by and why he was destroyed.
Time passed little by little, and there was an unusual calm tonight. There was no trace of wind and grass, and no sound of insects.
However, the more this is, the more anxious the ancestral ancestors burned, and a layer of cold sweat had condensed on his forehead, muttering to himself: "Aren't he ... will he not come?"
"Report--"
At this moment, a word of "report" suddenly came out of the hall, and then there was a disciple who rushed in in a hurry. The disciple's face was pale and he was choking angrily: "Report ... they ... coming!"
Fen Tian Pao's face changed drastically, and he should always come, trembling and asked, "How many people have come!"
"Already ... twelve known!"
"Twelve ..." The Burning Heaven Patriarch suddenly felt like he was struck by a thunder, his body shuddered, his face became pale, and his voice shuddered a little: "The twelve ... really it was him ... it was him ... … "
Speaking of the word "he", even if the ancestral ancestors tried hard to hide, they could not hide the fear in their hearts. This "he" seemed to be the most terrifying person in the world.
"Report--"
At this moment, a disciple rushed in from the outside and said sternly: "Guguya, Destiny Cliff, and Chiyang Temple have been broken ..."
The ancestor Fen Tian was shaking all over again, and his face became more and more ugly. Fen Tian Zong established a thousand years. Isn't it possible to escape today?
"What about the four elders?" After a moment, Laotian Laoqiang calmed down and asked.
However, waiting for the two disciples to answer, the outside suddenly became quiet, and then a cold wind blew in, causing all three of the temple to tremble.
"Are you looking for them?"
A cold woman's voice rang, and then only heard the sound of "Dong Dang Dang", a few round things were thrown in from the outside, and there was still blood on the top, but four heads.
Burning Heaven Patriarch's complexion changed suddenly, and at the gate of the temple, he no longer knew when, and stood twelve women.
"Boo!" Just listening to a gust of wind, the two disciples had not yet reacted and had taken the first level with a crescent moon blade.
"You ... you!" Fen Tian Pao's complexion changed, his back was soaked with sweat.
The twelve women, naturally the dark incense floating moon dusk, Qingluan stepped over the threshold, slowly stepped forward, coldly said: "Speak, maybe, can spare your life."
Burning Heaven Patriarch's eyes were fixed. He had taken the luck today, and he did not want to burn down the thousand-year foundation of Burning Tianzong, so he did not escape.
"It's up to you!" I saw him drink with a deep voice, and the fire cloud in his body started to run, his original white face suddenly turned red, and countless fiery red lines appeared on his cheeks and neck. It is terrifying.
The temperature of the whole hall suddenly rose countless, and even some metal utensils had become hot and hot.
The dark incense floating twelve people still have cold eyes, and rushed in with the real body protection, "咻咻 咻". , As if instantly turned into flames.
"Boom!"
Only a violent sound was heard, and the doors and windows of the hall were shattered. If there was a stable formation around the hall, it would have been wiped out.
The dark incense floating twelve people seemed to disappear for a moment, and the next moment, they appeared out of thin air again, like twelve phantoms, and the moon and blades in their hands, slashing towards the burning ancestors.
Twelve of them killed people, never relying on the power of a single person.
"Oh!"
After hearing a sudden bang, a dozen wounds were immediately cut out of the Burning Heavenly Patriarch's body, and the blood spattered immediately.
"Thanks to you, I also want to kill the old man! Daydreaming!"
Burning Heaven Patriarch's face was full of blue muscles, the whole body was shocked, and there was a bang, and immediately threw out twelve people. After all, he was also considered to be the elder of the Dao Dao.
However, the twelve people were like a phantom, and the speed reached the limit. They did not give him a breathing opportunity, and they beheaded immediately.
Burning Heaven Patriarch's heart is terrified. If there is a single person in it, he can be killed with only one hand, but the twelve people get together, but it is terrifying.
Thinking about this, he couldn't care about that much anymore. When the sleeves waved, something flew out when the sleeves were neutral, but it was a fiery hood. I saw that the hood was full of flames, and it seemed to have nine fire dragons Walk around in general, it is the ancient wonder "Jiulong Shenhuo hood".
This thing is not an idle thing. It is a treasure of the fairy world. It is difficult for mortals to completely control it. However, the real fire in the hood can burn all the things in the world. Anyone is hooded in, and it will disappear in a moment.
Qingluan and others, I am afraid that it is impossible to resist, just then, suddenly there was a slow footsteps outside the hall.
"Ta ... Da ... Da ..."
The footsteps walked slowly, but every step seemed to step on the heart of Burning Heaven's Ancestor, making him breathless and unable to move if he wanted to suffocate.
As if it were a life-and-death sign from the underworld.