Baidian Mountain stands majestically in the vast forests of southern Xinjiang. There are no gurgling streams here, but there is rolling lava.
At the foot of Baidian Mountain, an ancient stone bridge spans both sides of the bridge. Fiery red magma flows under the bridge. Not to mention mortals, even low-level monks who slip and fall will lose their skeletons.
Today, Xia Houyuan, the leader of the Zizimen Sect, laid out a splendid guard of honor on the south bank of the Burning Bridge, as if to welcome a big shot.
Several elders from Zizai Sect are all here, and even Xia Houyuan's two children, Xia Hou Gong and Xia Hou Ying, are here.
On the edge of the north bank of the Burning Bridge, there is an old man with white hair sitting. The old man looks to be in his seventies, but he is actually over 500 years old.
The old man has white beard and hair, with a stooped back, but a very rosy complexion. He smokes an old dry cigarette, squinting his cloudy eyes from time to time, and looks towards the end of the ancient road.
"Sister, who is father waiting for?" Xiahou Gong said boredly on the south bank of the Burning Bridge.
Xia Houying shook his head slightly and said: "I don't know, but looking at this battle, the person coming is definitely not simple."
"Uncle Huang, do you know?" Xia Hougong, who was very curious, looked at a middle-aged man.yyls
The man was dressed in purple and looked majestic. He was called Huang Cang and was the second elder of the Zizai Sect.
Huang Cang shook his head and said, "Sir, please stop asking. The sect master didn't say anything."
"By the way, where is the Great Elder? Why is no one seen?" Xia Houying suddenly remembered something, and his pretty face was filled with suspicion.
It stands to reason that all the masters of the Zizi Sect are here, but Huang Zhanhong is nowhere to be found, which is a bit strange.
"I heard from the disciples that Elder Huang went to Manghuang Ancient City to deal with something," Huang Cang replied.
"Here we come!" Suddenly, Xia Hougong screamed, and everyone on the south bank looked up, only to see a person coming from the other side of the ancient road.
The man was dressed in white clothes and was spotless. He walked with his hands behind his back, step by step, as leisurely as a worldly pilgrim seeking enlightenment on the mountain.
"Chen...the devil surnamed Chen!" Xia Hou Gong used his heavenly eyes and saw clearly the appearance of the person coming, and was frightened.
"How is it possible? This bastard dares to swagger into the core area of ​​​​Zi Zi Sect!" Xia Houying's silver teeth almost shattered. Back in White Jade City, she was slapped by Chen Yu, and all her teeth were knocked off.
, this grudge, the jewel in the palm of the Zi Zi Sect will never forget.
"Is this the devil named Chen? What does he want to do when he comes to our Zizai Sect?" Huang Cang was shocked, and the other elders also had incredible expressions on their faces.
Two days ago, this devil had just destroyed the Holy Spirit Sect, beheaded Wan Sheng, and caused a sensation in the world. Now that he appeared at Zi Zi Sect, he must be up to no good.
No matter how long the road is, as long as you keep walking, it will eventually come to an end.
Not long after, Chen Yu came to the north bank of the Burning Bridge and stood in front of Xia Houyuan.
Chen Yu glanced up and down at this man, one of the six strongest people in the Xuanling World, and then focused his attention on the smoking gun with the characteristics of the Earth and China.
As far as Chen Yu knows, there is no such thing in the Xuanling world, whether it is the world of immortals or the secular world.
I think someone from the Zi Zai Sect went to Earth China and brought it back to Xia Houyuan.
"Chen Yu, a casual cultivator, came to pay homage to the mountain. I have specially prepared a small gift for the head of Xiahou Sect. Please accept it!" Chen Yu took out Huang Zhanhong's head from King Solomon's ring and kept it in front of Xiahou Yuan.
The head rolled down and was still stained with blood. The great elder of the Zizi Sect refused to rest in peace!
"That's...Elder Huang, my God, this demon actually cut off the head of the great elder!" Several elders of Zizai Sect on the south bank were stunned, and a cold air rushed from head to toe.
"You bastard, if you dare to kill me, the great elder of the Zizi Sect, you will die!" Xia Hougong, who always had a hot temper, shouted angrily and rushed towards Chen Yu.
"Come back!" Xia Houying stretched out his hand to grab Xia Hou's bow, but it was too late.
In an instant, Xia Hougong had already rushed across half of the ancient bridge. With dark eyes, he took out a long knife from his storage ring and vowed to avenge Huang Zhanhong.
Facing the murderous Xia Hougong, Chen Yu looked calm and calm. He didn't even have the intention to step on such an ant.
Seeing that Xia Houyuan's bow was about to rush across the ancient bridge, Xia Houyuan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly turned around, his pair of cloudy eyes bursting with terrifying light, as sharp as two heavenly knives.
Xiahou's bow was like falling into an ice cellar. His forward steps were frozen in place, and he did not dare to take another step forward.
"Go back and don't disturb Fellow Daoist Chen and I!" Xia Houyuan said in a vicissitudes of voice.
On weekdays, Xia Houyuan doted on Xia Hou Gong. As a son, Xia Hou Gong respected his father very much and would talk to him about anything.
This was the first time that Xia Hougong had an inexplicable fear of his father.
His intuition even led him to believe that if he really waved the knife at Chen Yu desperately, he might die and be killed by his own father.
After wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Xiahou Gong did not dare to disobey and returned to the south bank with a pale face.
"I will accept this generous gift!" Xia Houyuan, who was sitting on the edge of the bridge, waved his sleeves and rolled to the ground. Huang Zhanhong's head, stained with dust, flew to the south bank out of thin air and was put into a storage ring by the second elder Huang Cang.
Inside.
"He who knows the current affairs is a wise man. The leader of the Xiahou Sect is much smarter than Zhu Shiji and Wan Sheng!" Chen Yu drew a subtle arc at the corner of his mouth and sat down on the edge of the bridge.
Xia Houyuan exhaled a breath of choking smoke and said: "Fellow Daoist Chen's trip to pay homage to the mountain must not be just to see me, an old man. What is the purpose? Let me tell you straight to the point."
Chen Yu looked at the majestic Burning Mountains and said: "Two days ago, I killed Wan Sheng, refined his three souls and seven souls, and obtained two Xuanhuang Pearls, the important weapons of the Xuanling Realm that have been passed down from generation to generation by the Holy Spirit Sect.
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"I think the Xiahou Clan Master has also heard that I, Mr. Chen, am a swordsman and am good at killing people with a sword."
"So I want to use the boiling fire under the Burning Mountains to smelt the black and yellow beads and forge them into swords."
Xia Houyuan clicked, clicked, and took several puffs of strong dry tobacco. The thin smoke made his old face appear faintly.
To forge a magic weapon, boiling fire is essential!
Xia Houyuan was worried that after Chen Yu forged the sword, it would have an irreversible impact on the boiling fire of the Burning Mountains!
When a big shot takes action, he must be generous. Once the boiling fire of the Burning Mountains is extinguished, Zi Zi Sect will no longer be able to continue to forge magical weapons, and will lose its way of making money!
"What if I refuse?" Xia Houyuan said coldly.
"Then I, Mr. Chen, will destroy your Zizui Sect and kill all the living creatures up and down Baidu Mountain!" Chen Yu said expressionlessly.
Xia Houyuan put down his cigarette rod and looked at Chen Yu!
Chen Yu was not afraid to confront this giant of the mysterious spirit world!
The white clouds in the sky no longer fluttered, and even the wind that rustled the leaves disappeared. Under the horrified eyes of everyone on the south bank, the rolling lava under the ancient bridge actually solidified.
Everything stopped, there was no sound in the world!