Three old men, one a monk, a Taoist priest, and a scholar.
With the position of three talents, they surrounded the two elders of the Wu family who had been secretly protecting Wu Xin.
"For our ancient tribe, the most important thing is rules. Some rules are better for everyone to abide by..."
The seemingly old-fashioned old man, the old scribe in gray robe who was frail and bookish, looked at the two supreme elders of the Wu family and said slowly.
"Do you, the Wang clan of Taiyuan, really want to completely break up with me, the Wu clan? What happened to Patriarch Sunset? Is it a rule to use the Patriarch of the God Refiner to hunt down the younger generation?"
The red-robed old man kept looking anxiously at the killing battlefield in the distance, and asked in a cold voice.
"No! No! I only appeared this time as a witness to uphold the rules of the ancient clan. It has nothing to do with what happened tonight. I, the Wang family of Taiyuan, did not participate in the slightest."
The gray-robed old scribe shook his head and responded repeatedly. After a pause, he continued leisurely and matter-of-factly: "I, the Wang family of Taiyuan, value the most rules, how can I do anything to the Yanqin Wu family? As for the ancestor Xiyang, then...
It’s just against Wu Hong, not Wu Xin, Lian Shen vs. Lian Shen? Fair enough! Can it be considered a violation of the rules? If not, then it’s a foul committed by you Wu family, right?”
White eyebrows drooped, Baoxiang solemnly clasped his hands together, and compassionately echoed:
"Amitabha! The poor monk came here just to uphold the default rules of the world. We exist and should not interfere with the world!"
"snort!"
The gray-haired and beard old man of the Wu family snorted disdainfully and was too lazy to argue. He looked at the last Taoist priest wearing a high-gown Confucian robe and asked: "What about you? Why did the Xueyang Taoist of the Chunyang Sect, the leader of the upright Taoism, appear?"
Taoist Xueyang is one of the few ancestors of the Yang generation left in Chunyang Palace. He is the same generation as Taoist Immortal Ziyang Zhenren and the leader of the Righteous Path, Taoist Qingyang. However, he is the most murderous existence among the Yang generation!
The old man in red robe sneered: "The testimony is false and the defense is false. If you want to do it, do it. I, the Wu clan, am still afraid of you?"
Having said that, the two elders of the Wu family were very cautious and did not dare to act rashly. Because the two elders would definitely not be able to defeat the three people around them, and they would not even be able to break through the encirclement!
"Stop talking nonsense! Inform Big Brother and the Divine Turtle! What happened tonight is beyond the capabilities of the two immortals like us..." The gray-haired old man said helplessly and sullenly with an expressionless face.
The three people around them all had their eyelids twitching, with different thoughts...
The Wu clan of the ancient clan possesses the "Martial God's Heart Sutra", one of the five most wonderful books. Now, there are two pillars that prevent all forces in the world from rashly moving, allowing the Wu clan to always possess the "Martial God's Heart Sutra".
One pillar is the Turtle Immortal Martial God Turtle, half of the pillar is the eldest brother mentioned by the two elders, and the other half of the pillar is all the ancestors of the Wu family who are refining gods!
When the Martial God Turtle arrives, he can completely torture the three of them; when the Wu clan boss arrives, he can contain the three of them alone.
The boss of the Wu family is better, he is quite face-conscious.
The Shameless, scoundrel, fiery temper and childlike character of the God of War Turtle are the most feared.
There is nothing he dare not do to provoke the Martial God Turtle in a hurry. He even broke through the Forbidden Palace of the Sui Dynasty, and even the imperial concubine of the Sui Dynasty did it without fail. However, after making a big fuss, he was able to escape unscathed. This is also the result of martial arts.
The family was not favored by the Sui Dynasty, which was one of the main reasons for the lack of power in the court!
The old monk with white eyebrows proclaimed the Buddha's name and said with a detached attitude:
"Amitabha! It is better to resolve enemies than to end them! We exist and should not interfere in the mortal world to avoid disturbing our state of mind. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. This is the universal acquiescence. Why should the two benefactors be persistent?"
…
The night is like ink, and the rain is like song.
A group of more than a thousand people, like ghosts on a rainy night, like giant beasts in the dark night, ran silently, stepping on the muddy ground, picking up water splashes, and muddy water splashing everywhere!
A few miles behind more than a thousand people, densely packed figures were chasing after them. Even though more than a thousand people were running desperately, it was still difficult to distance themselves and to get away!
However, if they continue at this speed, before more than a thousand people arrive at the nearest city, they will not be able to catch up!
Do these people still dare to storm the city openly?!
Xinwuwei's reaction was too fast, and the enemy in front was penetrated so quickly that the ambush party made one wrong move and lost the whole game. He was very depressed and started chasing after him!
The faint rising sun appears in the sky, dividing the dark night, but it cannot purify the increasingly dense rain!
In the confused sky, the shadow of the city outline can be vaguely seen, and there are more and more pedestrians on the roadside, but they all quickly stay away, no one dares to approach, let alone interfere!
Running wildly in the middle of the night, the two sides chased each other for hundreds of miles, and the horse could only run so fast!
"boom……"
A giant hand dozens of meters long, as red as the sunset, tore up the rain curtain and struck at the front of Xinwu Guard!
The loud noise echoed, and the dark red iron-blooded evil energy that enveloped the purple military soul suddenly trembled and was blocked without collapsing.
However, Xinwuwei, who was speeding so fast, slowed down due to the chaos in his speed. Some people even spurted blood and fell to the ground, injured by the impact.
After just a brief pause, the pursuers from behind quickly closed in for more than a hundred meters!
If this continues, the giant hand will slap it seven or eight times, but it will not dissipate the iron-blooded evil spirit and purple military spirit, which is enough for the pursuer to catch up with Xinwuwei!
"Let's go! Tens of miles ahead is Wanjia City!"
Bi'anhua clenched her silver teeth and shouted sternly. At the same time, Liguan flicked his arm, causing Wu Xin to shoot out more than a hundred meters as fast as an arrow from a string.
Immediately, he fled, turned and ran straight to the rear of Xinwu Guard, facing the enemy in the rear...
"The Sorrow of the Other Shore!"
As she ran, the momentum of Bianhuahua surged at a speed that could be clearly perceived, and a strange momentum gradually spread...
Mysterious! Beautiful! Sad! Charming!
What’s even weirder is that Bianhua’s figure gradually rises into the sky...
The flowers, plants and trees passing along the road were swaying violently, and even the hanging rain curtains were shaking strangely. It seemed that an area of nearly 100 meters was covered!
In the rain curtain, countless flowers, grass, leaves, etc., rise from the ground one after another, dazzling around the other side of the flower, like a hundred flowers facing a phoenix!
In the misty rain curtain, a beautiful purple figure stands proudly in the void, looking like a beautiful purple flower blooming on the bank of the deep and dark shore...
Flower of the other side!
The clothes are still purple.
That purple figure, strangely, makes people feel that it is gradually turning into light red, red, dark red...
Crimson as fire, as red as blood, with a strange magical power that captivates the soul and captivates the mind!
This is the true nature of Bana Flower!
This is the real flower of the other side!
"God Refining Realm?!"
Everyone was astonished. They did not expect that the young and seemingly delicate Biganhua could be so terrifying.
Thinking about it, it's not true. If Bianhua was really in the realm of refining gods, how could Uncle Hong not know about it? With the power and intelligence capabilities of the ambush party, how could he not know about it?
"Miss?!"
The three maids, Bailuo, Jinluo and Ziluo, paused in their steps, then turned resolutely and rushed towards the rear.
As for the remaining attendants of Bianhuahua, they have disappeared during the mad run, either killed or left behind.
"At the snap of a finger, life and death, several rounds of morning and evening, at the dusk of Santu, Abi Huangquan Road."
In silence, a cold and hot breath filled the air.
An inexplicable sound appeared in everyone's mind, silent but speaking!
Countless flowers, grass, leaves, raindrops, etc., like a hail of arrows, are overwhelmingly shot at the enemy approaching at a very fast speed. The momentum is amazing and the momentum is spectacular!
Countless pursuers stood up to resist, using various means to resist. Most of them were blocked, but many people were injured. Dozens were shot and killed on the spot, and some were directly torn into pieces, stained with blood in the rain!
The crazy pursuit was followed by a pause, and the bright red blood turned the huge area into a bloody hell!
The blooming flowers on the other side are swaying on the other side, seeming to seduce all living beings, leading them to the underworld and falling into hell!
The third update is here, a reminder of the immortal theme, recommendation votes...
