The passage of time is enough to erase all traces.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, all the thousand soul-slaying formations in the void were wiped out. The three thousand Xuanyuan clan flags were all destroyed, and the three thousand remaining souls were all dissipated.
And the Blood God Marquis also perished!
On the mountain behind Wuchan Temple, there are only three thousand forest of steles left, like three thousand solitary tombs, standing alone under the gloomy sky, full of desolation.
In front of the pagoda and outside Wuchan Temple, Lu Han and Wuchan Temple Cinan Chang knelt down, their faces covered with loess, and they were trembling with grief.
Lin Huang stood beside Lu Han, looking at the gradually clearing world. He also looked depressed, as if there was a big stone stuck in his heart, making it difficult to vent.
In the world of martial arts, the strong are respected.
However, he saw the morality of warriors in the Xuanyuan clan, and felt the eternal righteousness of the world.
I am willing to sacrifice my life and blood for the sake of world peace!
"Perhaps this is the true character of a warrior!"
In front of the pagoda, Lin Huang laughed at himself and looked at the loess-covered Lu Han with mixed feelings in his heart. In comparison, his pursuit seemed so insignificant in front of the warriors of the entire Xuanyuan clan.
After a long time, Lu Han stood up, and the loess buried the latter's tears. At this moment, Lu Han became extremely calm and calm, without the dullness and stupidity he once had.
It seems that just at that moment, the latter became mature!
In front of the pagoda, Lu Han stood tall and tall, his face still dark, but no longer dull and no longer smiling. He looked like a deep-sea reef, deep and firm.
"This is the Eight-Armed Shura Cauldron!"
Lu Han turned around and looked at Lin Huang, took out the Eight-Armed Shura Cauldron, and then said: "After entering the pagoda, if Ye Wuchan's body is still there, help me take it back to Xuanyuan City!"
Lin Huang took the Eight-Armed Shura Cauldron and nodded solemnly.
"Yin Yang Valley is about to be born. I will return to the Xuanyuan family and attack Yin Yang Valley with my father. I won't wait here for you to come out. If you are willing, I will wait for you in Yin Yang Valley!"
Lu Han continued.
"Be careful. When Yin Yang Valley breaks out, I will definitely be there!"
Lin Huang frowned slightly and told Lu Han.
The corner of Lu Han's mouth was slightly raised, but there was no smile at all. It was just that the Asiu golden gun in his hand was a bit sharper, "I never understood before that you and I are of the same age and have similar talents, and my efforts, Lu Han's, are not as good as those of me."
You are inferior. Now I understand why your realm is not as good as yours!"
Lin Huang turned his head and looked at Lu Han with some confusion, only to see the latter smiling slightly, holding Asiu's golden gun, and leaving the place with his back to everyone.
"That's because I have just been a wandering orphan all these years and have forgotten my mission and responsibility. Now that I am no longer wandering, I will return to the Xuanyuan family. I am no longer Lu Han, but Xuanyuan Han!"
"I am the thirty-third generation descendant of the Xuanyuan family. I carry the green dragon on my back, and I carry the Asiu golden gun in my hand. There are three thousand immortal spirits in my Xuanyuan Mansion, and the majesty of the world will last forever in my Xuanyuan Mansion. I shall be the next generation head of the Xuanyuan Mansion.
, I should be the backbone of Dongling Realm, my father is getting old, and I am young!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man wearing sackcloth and holding Axiu's golden gun had disappeared in front of everyone.
Looking at Lu Han's leaving figure, Lin Huang smiled sadly. He understood that Lu Han had finally changed. He was no longer the dull and restrained person he once was, but would become the backbone of the Eastern Spirit Realm.
Like a phoenix rising from the ashes!
Inside and outside Wuzen Temple, which was in a mess, a young man in sackcloth came out of the temple with a gun and walked down the mountain road step by step on the bloody mountain road.
That ordinary figure walked down the mountain silently and calmly. What neither Lu Han nor Lu Han himself noticed was that from the moment he picked up the gun and left the temple, wind and clouds from all directions gathered around him, and the momentum around him was rising like a dragon.
One step at a time!
When Lu Han walked down Wuchan Mountain with blood all over the ground, he had already become a Marquis of Wu.
At the foot of Wuchan Mountain, Lu Han suddenly stopped, looked at Ci Nan not far away, and suddenly said:
"You have one last chance. Come back to Xuanyuan Mansion with me! If you don't come back, you will no longer be a member of my Xuanyuan Mansion. I, Xuanyuan Han, will kill you once I see you in the future!"
In the jungle, Ci Nan paused and opened his eyes to look at Lu Han with a calm expression. In his old eyes, there was the light of youthful spirit, pure and passionate.
However, Ci Nan's expression darkened eventually, and then he sighed, "I can't go back, this poor monk..."
Before Ci Nan finished speaking, Lu Han snorted coldly, raised his gun and left the place.
"Shi..."
Looking at Lu Han's leaving figure, Ci Nan shouted, but before he finished speaking, he stopped again, with a lonely smile, and unknowingly, all the string of beads in his hand broke.
Ci Nan turned to look at the Wuchan Temple halfway up the mountain in the distance, and murmured in despair, "I can't go back here either!"
…
The mountain behind Wuchan Temple.
After Lin Huang calmed down a little, he turned his gaze to the pagoda in front of him, with a serious look on his face.
Now that nearly a month has passed, I wonder if Ye Wuchan still has a trace of his soul and obsession left in the pagoda. Whether that half-Buddha, half-demon body still exists.
Will the thousands of blood crows under the pagoda occupy the pagoda?
Lin Huang looked at the eight-arm Shura Cauldron in his hand, his eyebrows slightly raised, and even though he was sad, he couldn't help but feel a little excited. Because there was a relic in this ancient cauldron.
Buddha relics.
When I discovered the relics of the Buddha and God in the ancient scrolls in the mountains and rivers, I have been searching for them. Now, the relics of the Buddha and God are close before my eyes.
"Wait until I come out!"
Lin Huang turned around, forgetting to take a look at Jun Qingcheng and Lin Cangxue, and then slowly walked into the pagoda with the eight-arm Shura Cauldron in hand.
…
When Lu Han left Wuchan Temple and Lin Huang entered the pagoda, at the foot of Wuchan Mountain, a young man in purple suddenly appeared.
The young man has a majestic air and a graceful and stern look, as if he is a real person in power.
The young man raised his head and looked at the Wuchan Temple halfway up the mountain. He smiled on his white jade-like face, with a hint of burning desire in his dark eyes, and then stepped onto the Wuchan Temple.
Xuanyuan City, in Tiance Tower.
In the quiet study room, Qin Xuance leaned over the desk, looking at the mountains of files in front of him, tired and excited.
The disaster of Yin Yang Valley is about to happen, and various things happen one after another in the Dongling Realm. The entire Xuanyuan Mansion is very busy. As the staff of Xuanyuan Mansion, although the latter does not have to travel around, he still has to deal with various things, which is really consuming.
Spirit.
If it weren't for planning and layout, which was Qin Xuance's passion, he would have had the urge to jump off Tiance's building when faced with mountains of files.
bite.
Ding ding ding.
Just as Qin Xuance was annotating the files with red pen, the armillary sphere placed in the corner of the study suddenly made a tinkling sound, like an alarm sounding an incoming enemy.
Qin Xuance paused with the red pen in his hand, frowned and looked at the armillary sphere. As his long fingers flew, a compass appeared out of thin air in the room.
The compass rotates, emitting mysterious light, seeming to deduce the changes between heaven and earth...
Half an hour later.
Qin Xuance used his slender fingers to wipe away the fine sweat on his forehead. A rare look of solemnity appeared on his face as white as jade, and his brows were furrowed.
In the latter's deduction just now, it seems that another person from the Great Realm has appeared in the Eastern Spirit Realm.
And there’s more than one!?? The name of yesterday’s chapter was wrong. It should be called Thousand Households of Spirit-Slaying Array, not Three Thousand Spirit-Slaying Array.