Fengyunlu

"Hey? You know me?" The demon king asked curiously, with a little excitement in his eyes. After all, Bai Xide was just a small character to him in Xuanmen, and he had been staying at home for many years, so the people in Xuanmen didn't know much about Bai Xide. But Bai Xide recognized him at first sight, which surprised the demon king a little.

"It is indeed the Demon King who has come to visit. I remember that my brother-in-law was trapped on the Fairy Demon Island, and my father went to rescue him personally. I went with him, so it is inevitable that some news from the Demon King Island would be leaked." Bai Xide explained with a hint of humility in his tone.

The demon king nodded, and understood. It turned out to be Bai Qianyi's son. They had dealt with each other before, so it was not surprising that he recognized him. The demon king lost interest and did not want to talk to Bai Xide anymore.

"Youngsters, get out of the way. I, an old man, am going to take action." Luo Hongchen said as he stood up with a bang, shaking away the people around him, and then rushed towards Mo Wenjian with a fierce attack, as if he cared more about the Moqiu in his hand.

Mo Wenjian raised his hands to block, then took a few steps back and kept a distance from Luo Hongchen. It was obvious that he still didn't want to fight him.

Of course Luo Hongchen did not give up. He flew up again, his true energy surging wildly, and even the spiritual energy between heaven and earth gathered here. The atmosphere by the thunder pool was extremely tense. Those younger generations who did not have enough cultivation now felt that their true energy was a little stagnant.

"If you don't fight back, I won't be polite." Luo Hongchen slapped Mo Wenjian back with one palm, then stood there and began to change his hand seals.

As his Tianchen Seal was transformed, a crack began to appear in the purple cloud above Luo Hongchen's head, which became larger and larger until his hand stopped and the seal was fixed on the word Chen. The crack had become frighteningly wide, extending for an unknown number of miles from north to south.

The purple clouds in the sky seemed to have touched some taboo and moved away one after another. Cracks appeared, and colorful rays of light shone through, as if leading to another mysterious world.

The light in the cave flickered and dazzled people. They couldn't see what was inside and could only rely on their senses. It seemed to be full of dangers. Once they fell in or were sucked in, no one would doubt whether they could escape.

Mo Wenjian also looked up at the terrifying crack. The power inside was too strong to resist with his current level of cultivation.

"The Tomb of the Five Emperors!" Mo Wenjian said softly, and at the same time he stretched out his hand, and it seemed that something in Zhuang Mo's arms was about to rush out.

"Old friend, come back!!" Zhuang Mo wanted to suppress him, but Mo Wenjian called out softly.

With this sound, a cold light suddenly appeared in Zhuang Mo's mansion, and the sword that he had previously kept in his purple mansion to plot against Jiuyou broke out of his body. If Zhuang Mo had not reacted quickly and opened a gap to let it escape when the situation got out of control, his purple mansion would have been pierced and he would have been seriously injured and difficult to treat. Moreover, the Ghost and Demon Chapter that he had previously taken from Jiuyou and temporarily stored in the sword was also lost.

Although Zhuang Mo was unwilling to accept the loss of the Heavenly Dao Divine Weapon, he was obviously no match for Mo Wenjian when he saw him holding the Qing Sword and looking so powerful that he could only endure it temporarily.

Unexpectedly, Mo Wenjian waved his hands, and the Moqiu in his hand was also taken into the sword, along with all the keys to the Moqiu and the remaining soul of Jiuyou whom he had saved before. In this way, the Ghost and Demon Chapter was most likely returned to Jiuyou's hands. I'm afraid that the things he had worked so hard to obtain would be in vain.

hum~

The sword made a long sound at this time, and it was extremely excited, as if it couldn't wait to go into battle.

"The tombs of the Five Emperors are thirty-three meters high, and even the Changli sword cannot rest in peace. I didn't expect that the Changli sword would return to your hands." Luo Hongchen said as he looked at the sword in Mo Wenjian's hand. His eyes gradually turned cold, as if there was some regret that he could not realize, but chose to escape. Now thinking about it, he was actually a little angry and ashamed.

Mo Wenjian smiled faintly: "Haha, Changli and Hongzhuang were originally a couple. This sword should have been in your hands, but fate plays tricks on us, just like us now. What else can we say?"

He asked softly, Luo Hongchen's eyes were dull, as if he had returned to the past, the red-dressed woman had been waiting anxiously, but in vain, and finally someone came down from the foot of the mountain, but it was with a long sword in his hand that he came back.

The young man turned and left, his back was elegant but had nothing to do with her. The woman bit her lip lightly, holding the long sword with the word "red makeup" engraved on it resolutely.

Oh my, you are such a bad person, you are loyal and value feelings, but I want to make you become heartless and throw all your kindness to the wind!

Imagine that the blood dyed the clothes red, and the original red makeup became scary. The beautiful woman who was practicing in seclusion in the valley disappeared, and instead, a bloody road was opened up in this world, and no one dared to set foot on it easily.

With a wave of the Changli sword, the hat and the veil were shattered, and the two innocent fantasies were shattered along with them.

"Changli, Hongzhuang, hehe... this is the dowry my parents left for me..." The woman suddenly smiled, a smile that made people feel distressed and lonely, and finally her eyes were empty, as if she had lost all her hope and soul.

Blood slowly flowed down her handsome forehead and dripped onto the ground along her cheeks. Mixing with tears, or perhaps even without tears, it slowly drew a mysterious magic circle, glowing red and looking strangely scary.

"Why?!" The man's eyes were full of disbelief. He shouted and hugged her tightly, but it was too late. He could only watch her slowly getting colder and her life slipping away bit by bit.

A strong wind blew, raising dust underfoot, until pedestrians came on the road, and they might discover this desolate scene.

The man had empty hands and his eyes were bloodless. Next to him lay a scarlet sword that looked like a woman's sword.

There was an empty scabbard hanging around the man's waist. When he was rescued, he was stabbed with the red sword, as if it was the last mark she left behind...

Many years later, the man was in his prime but in tattered clothes. He accidentally saw the Changli sword that had flown away. He said nothing, just glanced at it indifferently, and then became good friends with Changli's owner.

Many years later, the old friend passed away. The man went to pay his respects, but he didn't know where the Changli Sword was. His heart was filled with endless longing and sorrow...

Swoosh~ The sword tip trembled impatiently, as if waiting for something.

Mo Wenjian touched the sword lightly, supported it gently along the sword body, and then swung it along the momentum. The Changli Sword soared straight into the sky, and an unstoppable momentum immediately erupted, followed by a sword slash.

With this sword, the sky and the earth turned dark in an instant, even the cracks in the sky dimmed. Endless sword intent seemed to come from eternity, suppressing Thunder Mountain as if it did not exist. Only the sword remained in people's eyes, as if the whole world was dominated by this sword.

The sword light was snow-white, creating a ray of light and also a crack in the sky. Unexpectedly, the crack became bigger, and the devouring power suddenly surged out, no longer targeting Mo Wenjian alone. No one in the thunder pool could stand steadily, as if the whole world was shaking.

Bang~ Bang~Zhuang Mo and the Demon King took action one after another, one protected A Li, and the other saved the people around him. Even several people from Beichen Palace were saved by the Demon King.

"Thank you, Demon King, but what kind of magical power does this Five Emperors' Tomb have that makes our brothers so terrified that they almost lose their balance?" Chunmingge stood firm and was not sucked away. He couldn't help but ask curiously while still in fear. The brothers behind him also looked at him curiously. Obviously, they didn't understand this spell either.

The demon king waved his hand without explaining. Instead, Zhuang Mo beside him smiled and said, "You guys have been living in Beichen Palace and rarely interact with the righteous, so naturally you don't understand this spell. This is a skill created by the Spring and Autumn Emperor. It is not a magical spell. It just borrows the name of the emperor and uses the fortune of the temple to assist. It can open a connection between two places anywhere and suck the enemy in front of you into the ancient formation of the Five Emperors' Ascension. That formation was left by the five emperors in ancient times, including the White Emperor and the Green Emperor. There are life and death in it. Because it is the name of the five emperors, it is called the Five Emperors' Tomb, and this connection spell is named after it."

"Oh, now that we are able to come out alive is a miracle! We have to thank the Demon King for his help." Chunmingge said this and bowed to the Demon King. His brothers behind him also bowed to express their gratitude. Everyone's face was filled with gratitude. After all, the five emperors were legendary beings. Their power was not comparable to that of our generation. If we really broke in, it would be a dangerous situation where we would be in danger of death.

But the demon king didn't seem worried at all. Zhuang Mo smiled faintly again: "It's not completely hopeless. The Five Emperors' Tomb is a treasure left by our ancestors. How could they hurt us, the younger generations, for no reason? There are more tests and teachings in it. It's not necessarily a dead end."

Chunmingge listened with great interest, nodded slightly, and did not ask any more questions. He and the Demon King turned their eyes to Luo Hongchen.

Luo Hongchen's clothes were not very neat to begin with, and now they were even more tattered. His hair was half loose, his beard was messy, and his robe was torn, revealing the holes inside. Even his protective qi was broken.

This was because he had just used a secret method to open the Five Emperors' Tomb, and the crack created a huge suction force on the Mo Wen Sword. Being in it, he naturally also endured a lot of pressure. However, because he was a spellcaster, the danger he encountered was relatively small.

However, no one expected that the Thunder Mountain under the crack would be sucked in. In the dust, Mo Wenjian gave up resistance and rushed into the sky, which helped Luo Hongchen and made the crack wider. This time, the swallowing power became even greater. Luo Hongchen did not expect this to happen. He was attacked from both sides. The sword energy exploded around him, and the crack also affected him. He had to take care of the disciples of the Thunderbolt Hall and protect them with all his strength. He then joined forces with Ji Yao, Bai Xiyuan and other young people to protect many younger disciples in the Thunder Pond. He also took on most of the pressure because of this. Now he had to change the spell and began to close the cracks to close the Five Emperors' Tomb again.

Squeak, buzz, buzz...

After a few noises, the last buzzing sound echoed in the air, and the crack in the sky finally slowly closed in front of everyone.

hum~

There was another buzzing sound. Luo Hongchen put down his hands, relaxed his fatigue, turned around and was about to attack Mo Wenjian.

At this moment, Bai Xide quickly jumped in front of Luo Hongchen and dissuaded him, "Why are you angry, old man? We have many experts here, and there are also many strong people on Leiming Mountain. Why don't we work together? We will definitely be able to take back the important places on Leiming Mountain."

"Yes, old man, take a rest first. We young people will take care of it here." Fairy Ji Yao also came over. She had helped Lei Gong stabilize his injuries. As for complete recovery, he could only wait until the matter was over. Now was the critical moment to fight against the enemy.

"The Immortal Lord is right. With us young people here, Mr. Luo, as the emperor, please just watch the battle from the sidelines. Let us handle the matters here." Bai Xiyuan also stepped forward, followed by Jiu Tian Yuan Jun and the Twelve Immortals of Lei Ze.

With so many people lined up, the atmosphere suddenly became spectacular. Luo Hongchen nodded, knowing that it would be useless to delay any further. It would be better for everyone to work together to ensure that everything was safe here.

However, just as they were about to take action, the Han Clan on the opposite side was not willing to be outdone, but they seemed to have different opinions. Although several of them took a few steps forward and seemed eager to try, they had not received the order from the Demon King. At this critical moment, the Demon King was the greatest authority among them, and no one dared to act rashly without his nod.

Fortunately, at this critical moment, a ray of spiritual light flashed from the Far North and fell into the hands of the Demon King, turning into a spiritual seal. The Demon King opened it and frowned, but after a moment, he still waved his hand: "Do it!!"

kill! !

True Man Blood Crow took the lead, thrust his whisk into his back, and took out his sword, with a beam of cold light heading straight for Lei Gang.

"Haha, you're looking for death!!" Lei Gang laughed and rushed forward. The two of them, one in front and one behind, fought fiercely in the thunder pool.

As soon as the two of them started fighting, others also joined the battle. The two brothers of the Bai family, Bai Xiyuan and Bai Xide, and Lei Ao and Lei Yun of the Twelve Immortals of Lei Ze, fought against the four palace masters of Beichen Palace. The eight of them fought back and forth, and the sky was dark. Various magical weapons, Taoist magic powers appeared one after another. The whole scene was turbulent, with lightning and thunder. Just when everyone was fighting fiercely, the sky suddenly became overcast, and a huge lightning bolt struck and landed in the center of the battlefield. A mysterious figure slowly walked out of the light. He was dressed in a black robe, with cold eyes, and exuding a powerful and strange aura. Everyone stopped fighting and looked at the person who suddenly appeared vigilantly. "You all stop, this fight is meaningless." The mysterious man's voice was low, as if it came from the abyss of the underworld. The demon king frowned and asked, "Who are you? Why are you here?" The mysterious man sneered, "It doesn't matter who I am. The important thing is that I don't want to see this land stained with blood." As he said, he raised his hand and waved, and an invisible force separated the two sides. Bai Xide and the others looked at each other, not knowing what to do. The Han Clan members were also waiting for the Demon King's instructions. At this time, the mysterious man said, "If you continue to fight, it will bring about a greater disaster. It is better to stop for now and discuss a solution together." The Demon King pondered for a moment, and finally nodded, signaling everyone to stop attacking. A fierce battle was temporarily calmed down by the appearance of this mysterious man.