Chen Xiuyuan is dead!

The body and death will disappear, and everything will become empty!

The moment he returned to nirvana, countless lights and shadows flashed in his mind.

When I was young, I wandered alone.

Go into the mountains and obtain the method of immortality.

Enter the capital and worship the Imperial Palace.

...

All kinds of past events flowed in his heart. With the unique skills of the two major sects of Chiling Palace and Changsheng Sect, he quickly stood out among his peers, touched the boundaries of the peak of the refining realm, and even opened an incense altar.

At that time, Chen Xiuyuan was full of energy and arrogant.

Finally, he began to challenge the strongest generation of Chiling Palace without hiding his ambitions.

However, he was defeated in just one move.

That kind of condescending look was indifferent and ruthless, and despised.

Chen Xiuyuan seemed to have returned to the years of wandering in childhood and helpless life and death.

From then on, he restrained his sharpness, stood at the top of the thunder clouds, and practiced hard.

However, the idea of ​​chasing that man has never been extinguished.

Perhaps one day, he can stand in front of that man again and challenge him to exile him to the altar.

But now, all this is like a dream bubble, becoming impossible.

"Ye Kong!"

Chen Xiuyuan murmured, and his last obsession appeared in his mind.

Rumble...

Water and fire are the same as the sky, and the black water and fire pill are like two dragons exploring the sea, piercing through Chen Xiuyuan's body. The unparalleled power swallowed the remaining body and turned into ashes.

On the Dongwang Mountain, the originally majestic Thunder Cloud Hall has long been transformed into ruins.

Among the smoke and dust, there are only broken corpses and blood all over the ground.

The world is vast, and the night is like a demon. Only the figure is proudly isolated and exudes an invincible aura.

"Oh my God, he really pushed a fragrance altar in the Chiling Palace!?"

"Kill crazy! Step on the Thunder Cloud Palace, kill Chen Xiuyuan, slaughter three thousand red armors... Who is this man?"

"This is really a world-changing. No one dared to challenge the majesty of the Chiling Palace for many years. No one can save him in heaven and earth."

In the distance, so those who witnessed this battle were filled with shock and awe.

Not to mention strength, just the courage of the law makes them afraid.

Not to mention that Zhou Dao flattened the entire Thunder Cloud Palace with his own strength.

Such a feat has never happened in twenty years.

Rumble...

Zhou Dao fell down with a palm, the ruins cracked, and the clams carried Hong Ming out.

"Let go first." Zhou Dao said in a deep voice.

The clam Shiqi understood the truth, and swelled up the demonic aura, turned into a black shadow, and disappeared into the vast dark night.

Zhou Dao turned around and stepped on the ruins, revealing a strange and incomplete inscription, which was suddenly called the [Textless Heavenly Monument].

"This is a baby!" Zhou Dao's eyes lit up.

Just now, Chen Xiuyuan used this martial arts to enhance the power of the Nine-Turn Fire Pill.

The ravines and ravines above are extremely mysterious, but they are somewhat similar to the "Sun inscription" in [Deyiyuan].

It even has a similar charm to the [Anger Talisman Technique] in the Chiling Palace.

These are all ancient Taoist laws, with heavenly secrets hidden deep and without establishing words. Only by using the seal of the mind to comprehend supernatural powers.

"nice one!"

Zhou Dao raised his hand and put the [No Wordless Heavenly Stele] into the Qingpan Treasure Bag.

With this inscription, compared with the [Anger God Talisman], reflecting the "Sun-word Inscription", the Zhou Dao is one step further away from connecting the Dao of the Sunset Sect.

Buzz...

At this moment, a ray of thunder filled the ruins, making crackling sounds.

Zhou Dao saw it from the back of his eyes, and it was the [Giant Spirit Thunder Pool].

This is also a rare magic weapon, just like the black water piece, and ranks third.

In fact, the quality of the Giant Spirit Thunder Pool is infinitely close to that of the second-grade magic weapon.

If the materials used in the Black Water Sword were not extremely special, it would not have been possible to suppress this treasure.

"Good thing, you can't miss it." Zhou Dao raised his hand.

The surging lightning rose into the sky from the ruins, and the giant thunder pool fell into Zhou Dao's hands.

With this treasure, combined with the Dragon Breath Pill, Zhou Dao can open the nine orifices in the shortest time and enter the peak of the refining realm.

Zhou Dao killed Chen Xiuyuan, slaughtered three thousand red armor, obtained two treasures, saved Ha Shiqi and Hong Ming, and the anger in his heart was slightly calmed down. He reluctantly gave up, turned around and left, and disappeared into the vast night.

"Then...that evil star is gone?"

"Hurry, get the news out quickly, this is breaking the sky."

"I dare to pick up the signs of the Chi Ling Palace, but this time the capital is lively."

For a moment, Dongwang Mountain was crowded with people, and masters from all walks of life were excited and conveying the news.

A few days ago, Wu Yuanmeng of the Chiling Palace died in Lin'an Prefecture, which was already considered a thunderclap on the ground at that time.

After all, he was a disciple of the Chi Ling Palace and the blood of the Wu family. It was incredible that he did so in a rebellious manner.

But compared to today, that incident is simply a slight witch.

Although the "Yan Jun" is lawless, he is outside the capital after all.

However, this evil star came directly to the door tonight, and whoever is invincible and who is weak will be judged immediately.

"It's going to change!"

Someone looked at the sky, the black clouds were about to break, the strong wind suddenly rose, and a wave suddenly rose, causing layers of ripples.

...

It was late at night, the full moon fell to the west, and the crows were startled.

At the foot of Dongwang Mountain, a figure staggered. His clothes were torn, covered in blood, his eyes were dull, and his right arm was weak, as if it did not belong to him.

Wu'antong, this young marquis is the only survivor of this disaster.

However, at this moment, his eyes were dull, and his whole body seemed to be frozen at the moment when the Thunder Cloud Palace was destroyed.

Bloody killing and shocking battles locked his heart like a demon, completely annihilated his ambition and pride, and all that was left was fear.

He was wrong, he was really wrong.

From the beginning, he shouldn't have followed Chen Xiuyuan and got involved in this right and wrong.

There is heaven beyond heaven, and there are people beyond man, so what if it is the prince of Shenwuhou?

So what if you are a disciple of the Imperial Spirit Palace?

In front of that man, he still turned into ashes and never existed.

Wu'antong walked aimlessly, with bright moons and sparse stars and vast sky and earth. Suddenly, he felt that he seemed extremely redundant and incompetent like a waste.

I don’t know how long it took, in the dark, a man with a wide body came, rolled up a strong wind and appeared in front of him.

Wu Antong looked up and saw his eyes trembled slightly. He knelt on the ground with a thud, and tears couldn't stop flowing out.

"Father……"

"Sir, do you know how much trouble you have caused?" Shenwu Hou sighed.

He already knew about the things on the East King Mountain. As a prince, he had to come in person.

It is a pity that Wu'antong has never been robbed.

However, there was no joy in Shenwuhou's eyes, but instead was full of disappointment.

"I told you that if you are too arrogant, you will suffer a great disaster." Shenwu Hou shook his head: "You have good talent, but your character..."

Wu Antong knelt on the ground, holding his right hand tightly, and hanging his left arm weakly.

"The world is vast, what are you?" said the Marquis of Shenwu mercilessly.

"I was wrong!" Wu Antong finally said in tears.

The changes in the past few days have been more rapid than his experience in this life.

"well……"

Marquis Shenwu looked at his lost son and sighed softly: "From today, I will imprison you for ten years."

"Father..." Wu Antong suddenly looked up and looked at Shenwu Hou in surprise.

"In the past ten years, you can practice hard on the wall." Shenwu Hou's cold face was not moved at all.

The sword is sharpened by the sharpening. He hopes that these ten years of imprisonment can wash away all the destiny and completely transform.
To be continued...