pillow mountain river

Zhen Hanshan is rarely defeated, but today he can't even lift his sword.

From the moment he restrained his desire to kill, Zhenhan Mountain seemed to be split into two halves.That bloodthirsty devil was locked in the prison of his heart now.

However, whenever his hands are stained with blood, that person can reduce some restraints.Once that person breaks free, the world will probably become a purgatory, and mountains of corpses and seas of blood will reappear in the world.

Zhen Hanshan faintly felt that the person in his heart was sneering, ridiculing him for being powerless to fight back and being a fish on the sword for nothing.

The cold sweat on the forehead slipped from the temples, and the sweat on the back wet the clothes.After all, he couldn't bear the severe pain and knelt down on one knee.

Zhen Hanshan could only feel the wind blowing past his ears very fast, he couldn't hear other sounds, only the howling wind filled his head.

If it wasn't for the man in the prison at this critical moment, Qing Fei would not be able to hurt him in the slightest.

"I haven't done anything yet, but the master gave me a big gift, it's really frightening," Qing Fei approached.

A long sword appeared in Qing Fei's hand, and the tip of the sword pointed to Zhenhan Mountain.He swung his long sword, and the tip of the sword flashed a cold edge.

But the sword didn't land on Zhenhanshan, a long whip came out from nowhere and curled up the sword body, causing the sword's momentum to drop sharply, and the tip of the sword only scratched Zhenhanshan's face.

"Who!" Qing Fei asked in a deep voice.

The owner of the long whip stepped into the formation.The man had white hair and red eyes, even his eyebrows and eyelashes were white, against his pale complexion like ice and snow.

The smile on Qing Fei's face stagnated slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Master Yaozun."

The demon cultivator who served the Dragon Clan of the Northern Territory a hundred years ago.Everyone doesn't know his original identity, let alone his name.The water demon called him the demon master, and the human race called him the demon.It is indeed a mysterious monster.

This monster has a high level of cultivation and does many evils. Others think that a villain with countless books must be vicious, but it is not the case. He is born with a beautiful appearance.

Qing Fei saw Er Dong's appearance clearly, and said with a smile: "It's no wonder Lord Yaozun doesn't like to show his real body to others, so that's the reason." Er Dong now looks like a human, but where there should be human ears, the ears hang down softly. rabbit ears.

The Yao Zun who covered the sky with one hand turned out to be a hare. Just such a rabbit made the cultivation world fearful.

Er Dong is holding a silver and white long whip. This long whip is pure white, seemingly harmless, but it is a world-renowned artifact.

Its owner was originally the prince of the dragon clan, but later the prince of the dragon clan died, and everyone lamented that the whereabouts of the artifact were unknown.Unexpectedly, decades later, this artifact reappeared in the world, setting off a bloodbath.

"Go away," Er Dong swung his long whip, and the cold air of the long whip made Qing Fei back again and again.

The smile on Qing Fei's face couldn't hold back anymore, he was good at formations, but not sharp weapons.

The bright full moon above the head was stained with blood, and the bright moon was split into two, as if the sky was split in two.

Everything in front of Er Dong's eyes was filled with phantoms, and the white-clothed men in front of him split into countless numbers, densely occupying Er Dong's sight.

Under the pressure of the formation, Er Dong pressed his chest and vomited a big mouthful of blood.

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Qing Fei couldn't help laughing.

This monster looks like a bluff, but in fact it is just the end of its strength.Thinking about it, how could he be able to recover in just a few months after being guarded in the mountains and rivers for decades.

"Back then, my senior brother believed in Mr. Zhen so much, but Mr. Zhen was also bewitched by this monster and released him for a while. I don't know why Mr. Ling's heart softened, but this charming face?"

Qing Fei smiled and raised Er Dong's jaw with his sword.

Zhen Hanshan raised his head with difficulty, the terrifying black lines on his face were like living creatures.

"I originally thought that Lord Yaozun died by the sword for nothing, and it would be a pity to waste an inner alchemy. Who knows that Lord Yaozun is actually a hare spirit. Hey, the inner alchemy was cut out from the body of a rabbit demon. , It’s too cheap.”

Qing Fei showed disgust, but approached Er Dong step by step.

Before his hand penetrated Er Dong's chest, the full moon above his head returned to its original state in an instant.The formation was broken for a while, the bright moon and night disappeared instantly, and the sky returned to the grayness before dawn.

Qing Fei stopped in her tracks, avoiding the oncoming fierce sword energy.

After being interrupted twice in a row, Qing Fei was very impatient. He looked in the direction of the sword energy until the red shadow came into his eyes.

Qing Fei's face was full of doubts, and he even forgot to ask, just stood where he was, looking at Ming Cong who was holding a sword.

Ming Cong was expressionless, and swung his sword again.Qing Fei managed to avoid the wind-like blade, tapped his toes, and backed away like a white gull.

"Have you recovered your memory?" Qing Fei asked incredulously.

Ming Cong did not reply.

Qing Fei summoned a long sword to resist Ming Cong's attack.The weapon in Ming Cong's hand is nothing more than a middle-grade magic weapon, far inferior to Qing Fei's sword named Fuchen.

However, when the sword hit Fu Chen's sword body, Fu Chen couldn't help making a low noise, and even Qing Fei's wrist trembled.

Ming Cong is not good at using the whip, Qing Fei knows this very well.

"Who are you?" Qing Fei gritted his teeth.

The sword in "Ming Cong"'s hand was like a cold winter wind, aggressive, and he fell into a disadvantage after a short time.

The white clothes on Qing Fei's body were covered with blood, his temple hair was torn apart by the sword energy, and the ragged hair stuck to his cheeks.He hasn't been this embarrassed for a long time.

"Qing Fei, you have fooled my stupid brother so badly," "Ming Cong" raised his long sword.Qing Fei retreated again and again, but there was still a gash in his chest.

Qing Fei took out the elixir and swallowed it, with murderous intent in his eyes, "Are you, his brother?"

Ming Cong does have an elder brother, who is a rare sword repair genius.But this person died young, and in the year of his death, the Zongmeng sent people to offer condolences.

How can a dead person who has long passed away return to the mortal world?

impossible!

What's more... Qing Fei stared at the face of "Ming Cong", there was a small inconspicuous mole on the bridge of Ming Cong's nose, and the person in front of him also had a mole on the bridge of nose.

Even twins can't be identical!

However, Qing Fei looked at "Ming Cong" and couldn't convince himself that he and Ming Cong were the same person.Ming Cong would not have such fierce moves, let alone such cold and stern eyes, as if he regarded him as...unsightly and filthy.

Qing Fei almost forgot about Er Dong and Zhen Han Shan on one side, her eyes were all glued to "Ming Cong".

"Impossible..." Qing Fei muttered to himself.

"Oh," Ming Cong sneered.He pierced Qing Fei's chest with a sword, and then kicked the person on the ground, the blade separated from the flesh and blood, and hot blood sprayed all over the ground.

Straightforward and neat sword moves, not even half gorgeous moves, but moves to point at people's vital points, is indeed the practice style of Chunmen sword cultivators back then.

Qing Fei swallowed the life-saving elixir, but he was stabbed by a sharp sword, so he could only lie on the ground in embarrassment, seeing the white clothes on his chest stained red with blood.

"I should have killed you, but Cong'er has not yet shaken off the influence of Nine Tails, since he is unwilling, I will spare your life for the time being."

Qing Fei couldn't care less about listening to "Ming Cong", he stared at "Ming Cong"'s face, and a thought flashed in his mind.

It is rumored that twins share one soul and one soul, and when one dies, the soul will belong to the other. However, this soul is deeply influenced by the deceased, causing the living people to behave similarly to the deceased.

"Ming Cong, you are not Ming Jue, don't let dead souls haunt you," Qing Fei covered his wound and looked directly into "Ming Cong"'s eyes.

"Qingfei, could it be that my younger brother obeyed you so much that you forgot that you are my Chunmen's enemy. If Cong'er recovers his memory, he will definitely kill you as well."

Hearing this, Qing Fei's eyes widened involuntarily, and the corners of his lips overflowed with blood.

"Ming Cong" cut off Qing Fei's arm without blinking. Qing Fei broke out in cold sweat from the pain, his eyes were red like blood, but he still stared at "Ming Cong" intently.

He tied up his long hair, revealing a face profile that is different from that of a woman. Even though his facial features are delicate, handsome and feminine, without the long hair covering them, it will not make people confused about their gender.

"Ming Cong" put away his sword and said softly, "Brother, I will avenge this revenge for you, don't be so obedient and be deceived by others."

A corner of the morning sun was exposed, and the surroundings gradually became brighter.At the beginning of the sun, the red oranges are all over the sky.

"It's here! The place where Yao Gua speculates," a young man's voice came from not far away.

"Ming Cong" looked up and saw that the people from the Zongmeng were looking for him, and left quickly after destroying Qing Fei's severed arm.

"Uncle Qing Fei, why are you here?" It was still the voice of the strange man, "Oh! Uncle Qing Fei, who hurt you like this?"

As soon as the man finished speaking, another voice sounded, "Let's talk about it later, Zezhou, deal with business." The voice of this man was as cold as a sharp sword out of its sheath.

The young man named Zezhou restrained his lazy tone, "Yes, Master."

The two later belonged to the clan alliance, one was Qingjun, the master of the leader of the clan alliance, and the other was Zezhou, the fellow apprentice of the leader of the clan alliance.Back then, Er Dong was defeated by Qing Jun's sword, his memory was washed away, and he was imprisoned in Shanhegui for a while.

However, the two came here this time not for Er Dong.

The wizard of Guanxing Pavilion told Qingyun that the catastrophe had changed and came to the world ahead of schedule. Qingyun made people use hexagrams, and calculated that the place of change happened to be in Tongtian City.

Qing Yun hurried over to find out, time was running out, so he only brought his disciple Zezhou along.Rao Qingjun is well-informed and not surprised when he sees these three people.

Qing Fei is reasonable here, but the other two... Qing Fei's eyes fell on Er Dong, his eyes turned cold, and there was a long sword in his hand.

But Qingyun crossed Erdong, and when he saw Zhenhanshan who was unconscious behind him, his face became very solemn.

Zhen Hanshan's eyes were closed tightly, his face was covered with black energy, and his murderous intent was overwhelming. How is it any different from the legendary God of Killing?

Qing Yun was startled, and thought to himself, the coming of a calamity star actually foretells this event!

There will be a thousand-year catastrophe in the human world, and a thousand-year cycle of killing gods and godheads.The millennium has not yet come, but the godhead came to the world ahead of schedule.Will the hell on earth recorded in the history books reappear?

Qingyun stood there without any action.

Er Dong only thought that Qing Yun's arrival was because of him and Zhen Han Shan.Zhen Hanshan had promised the Zongmeng to guard him for at least 300 years, but before the [-] years came, both of them left the mountain and river to return.

"Teleportation array?" Zezhou was the first to discover Er Dong's abnormality.

As early as when Ming Cong and Qing Fei were fighting, Er Dong started to set up the formation, but this kind of teleportation formation was too restrictive, and he didn't know anything about Tongtian City's surroundings, so he could only let the teleportation formation connect to other places.

"Stop him!" Qing Yun raised his voice.

Before Zezhou took out the talisman, Qingjun already dodged to Er Dong's side, trapping him.But neither Qing Yunzezhou nor the two of them thought that this teleportation formation was actually set up for Zhenhan Mountain, and Er Dong never thought of running away.

"Do you know who you sent away?!" Qing Yun said in a deep voice, pointing the tip of the sword at Er Dong.

Er Dong knelt on the ground, with dried blood stains on the corners of his lips.

"Zhi Hanshan possesses the Godhead of Killing God, do you know that?!" Qing Yun was always calm, but when he said these words, he couldn't help being angry.

Er Dong didn't look at Qing Yun, his eyes fell on the distant horizon.

A round red new sun is slowly rising, and the sky is filled with clouds and clouds, which are extremely gorgeous.

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