Since the Blossom Valley, fifty stone tablets were unearthed like chess pieces, which dignified all living beings, the earth was full of vitality, and everything was thriving. Countless spiritual grasses and blessed caves appeared one after another, but good and misfortune depended on each other. The Tianming Continent, which had been calm for three thousand years, finally ignited the beacon that had long been rekindled.

Although those large sects and dynasties were not yet enduring, they frequently inspected them under their jurisdiction and made countless small moves. However, those smaller forces had already had several conflicts, with a small scale, but many people died.

The storm is in turmoil and chaos is beginning to emerge.

In the battle of Huagu, the bloodthirsty Nine Yang Demon Sect was defeated by countless infamous names, almost under the guise of thousands of people. The Han, Lishan, Liuyun, Gantiandao and other powerful people all came to the Nine Yang Demon Sect. After paying a huge price, they calmed down their anger.

The protagonist of this storm, Chen Fan, fought against the world's knowledge, and the spiritual bloodline was born, attracting countless gazes. A purple rain broke through nine days in a row, which was even more amazing.

There are also many brave and talented people who have heard that Chen Fan has obtained an ancient scripture and a peerless ancient sword, and hurriedly set out to the Huagu area with obvious intentions.

Moreover, the successor of Ruoqing Immortal Palace entered the world, which also caused quite a wave of ups and downs.

Mu Chenzhou passed on a message to Liuyun Sword Sect, and then followed Liu Tai to the old land of Chu. Outside the city, he sighed and looked at Liu Tai, who looked helpless like a homeless child.

Su Yi drove the sword Cangli, parallel to the blue bird carrying Gu Menger and Feng Xinger. After repelling three blockades from the hell killer, he finally became solemn.

Jiuyou scatters blood, never ending... It's really a group of madmen who want to live.

In just a few days, Middle Earth has an additional scene of storm.

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Qianhua Mountain is not as strange rocks as some peaks. It is relatively beautiful. Even if there are occasional dangerous slopes blocking the road, it is refreshing.

But, Qianhua Mountain...it's raining today!

Moreover, the rain is extremely majestic. If it is just ordinary wind and rain, it will only make Qianhua Mountain more graceful. Unfortunately, the heavy rain is pouring at this moment, just like an immortal getting angry, and there is a slight smell of destruction of everything for no reason.

All the flowers, plants and trees were trembling in the rain, dark clouds covered the roof, and the sky was drizzling. The mountain torrents raged, and after several miles, the sound of thundering was endless. The defense of Buddha was the angry howlings of prehistoric demons.

But in this daunting picture, there is a dazzling red color that is shocking.

She avoided the mountain torrent and walked slowly up the mountain road. There was a young man carrying a black heavy sword on her back.

I can't see my face clearly, but there are vague intermittent unknown songs coming from one another, which is not real, but I can confirm that the tune is light and not like an ordinary person who is in trouble.

She walked very slowly, but very steadily. Her white feet were as steady as if they had grown on the muddy road. The boy on her back was covered in blood, and her slightly tender face turned white by the rain, but he was very stable and could not see any discomfort.

The bells jingle, the feet fall into the water and flow. The red clothes are wet, the black hair is touching the eyebrows, but there is no embarrassment, like a lotus that has just emerged from the water, spotless.

She left step by step with the most sincere and light smile, but never noticed the dark clouds in the depths of the sky gradually condensed into shape.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there was a thunder roar, and thick, long and dazzling lightning flashed in an astonishing arc. In front of the mountainside, a dilapidated small temple gradually appeared in their sight.

But at this moment, an accident broke out, and the violent mountain torrent that was galloping down suddenly soared into the sky. The turbid flood mixed with tree trunks, flowers, plants and gravel fell heavily into the red clothes without any signs.

At the same time, there was another terrifying aura of destruction and destruction of the world and the destruction of sentient beings.

Somewhere, in the huge palace group, a white giant beast suddenly raised its head, its white hair suddenly turned blood red, and two black giant horns above its head showed terrifying ripples of space.

"It wakes up!" The voice is old and murderous! Outside the palace, there is a black altar in the air, and a green flag swells in the air, and it instantly reaches a height of ten thousand feet. The three big characters of Dachen are like the scorching sun at noon, emitting a scorching light.

Under the altar, everyone rested on the ground, respected and enthusiastic, an ancient war song that made people thrilled with blood, spread to the sky.

The red-clothed pair of beautiful glass eyes froze slightly, then he decisively bit his tongue and spit out a strange blood-colored lotus. The blood lotus had a spirit, and in an instant it wrapped the two of them, moving a hundred meters away.

She looked up and didn't know when, a huge eye formed by dark clouds shone with millions of thunder and was looking down at her.

The torrent of the riot missed a blow, and in an instant, a huge palm split into pieces, with a majestic momentum and slapped it down.

Red clothes jumped three feet away, stepped on the blood lotus, pulled out a hair and wrapped it around his fingertips and shouted "The tourists are not talking."

The hair emitted a slight redness and suddenly disappeared. A mysterious and unpredictable aura suddenly appeared in front of the huge palm that had been transformed from the flood.

What was even more surprising was that the giant palm actually stopped, as if he was hesitating. If outsiders were present, they could find that the breath of red clothes disappeared from the appearance and silence of the hair when it wrapped its fingers to the hair dissipated, as if it had never appeared before.

Red clothes gently curled the corners of his mouth, and was very proud. He shook the bell on his feet and stepped into the small temple with Chen Fan.

The small temple has not been worshipped for a long time, and it is so dirty and messy. The red clothes are flawless and exquisite at the moment, and they gently put Chen Fan on the ground.

She touched Chen Fan's cheek, then pinched his nose in an extremely naughty way and murmured to herself, "It's a pity that I crossed the space to see you, but you didn't see my face. Fate is probably the only thing in this world that cannot be controlled... If I could control the fate, I would definitely live up to the encounter back then."

"Goodbye, the boy by the lake."

"We met too early at that time, fortunately, this time...we just happened to be there."

"What you said, goodbye is not a farewell, but a promise, I believe in you..."

Red clothes regretted but did not miss it. She once again cut the cinnabar between her eyebrows and dripped a drop of golden blood into Chen Fan's mouth.

Her hands crossed quickly, like leaping thunder, swept outside the temple in an instant. Her blood was released and her breath leaked. Her huge palm never hesitated and smashed it down hard.

There is a temple on the mountain, and there are fish outside the temple... She is a red carp.

"Do you know the magic platform?" The red-clothed questioned the sky, the bells jingled, and her feet shaking. She danced with graceful dances, but the glass-like eyes instantly dimmed, turning gray and white, and no longer angry. It seemed to be offering sacrifices.

The eyes outside the sky were furious, and the wind surging, and in the blink of an eye, a huge illusory figure appeared. If someone here, he could find that the giant was the emperor of the world who fell ten years ago.

The giant palm galloped and fell down with thunder. The red-clothed dance steps changed infinitely, and they were peaceful among the thousands of dense thunders, like a swimming fish.

The mountain torrent swept through, building a wall to imprison the Red Clothes inside. At this critical moment, an angry roar suddenly sounded, and a mirror protected by two black magic dragons appeared again, sucking the Red Clothes in directly.

The giant fisted and slapped it directly into the mirror, and said coldly, "Rebellion, be punished!" and disappeared with the mirror, and actually punched through the space.

After the giant disappeared, the flood finally became powerless, splashing countless water splashes and flowing towards the mountain. The dark clouds dissipated at the same time, not so depressing, and even the deafening thunder did not sound, only the rain was still falling.

But compared to just now, it is much gentler.

There is a world apart.

After all this returned to peace, Chen Fan changed again. His body was already full of devastation, but after the blood in red clothes entered his body, it was revitalized.

A vortex of spiritual energy suddenly appeared above his head, and he was crazy about absorbing spiritual power around him. A large amount of spiritual power entered his body. His bones exploded, and blood surged like thunder. The fine scars on his body were healing visible to the naked eye.

Within a while of inhalation, white mist filled the body. After a moment, the rich white gas wrapped Chen Fan's body, forming a large white cocoon.

The giant chasing the red-clothed one missed this magical scene. Of course, if he didn't go, Chen Fan's life and death would be unpredictable.

The rain is drizzling, and the wind stops. The mountains are silent!

Chen Fan, who had transformed into a cocoon, probably wouldn't know what happened next to him in his life.

I wouldn't know that something about to happen on some distant and unpredictable land.

Above the black altar, a blue flag was dancing, and a blood-red black-horned giant beast stood in the air. Soon after, it raised its giant claws and tore a piece of space. A touch of red appeared and faintly saw two black dragons and an illusory giant.

"The little fake immortal dares to invade my great demonic power!" The giant beast said something, and waved his front paws, and pulled the red clothes out of the crack in the void, followed by a word and drank the black dragon and repelled the giant.

The giant roared angrily, but he didn't know what method he used to stop his retreat. A golden light appeared, and a thick arm suddenly stretched out a crack, bent his five fingers, and pointed directly at the girl in red who was as angry as a wandering spring.

"The attack on the rebels is my immortal position, and you should be punished..."

"Roll" the giant beast roared, and its two giant horns emitted a dazzling halo, and the scorching heat seemed to burn the fireworks that could destroy the sky, and instantly crushed away with a destructive aura.

In an instant, a force full of destruction and destruction suddenly spread with the void crack as the center, causing violent space shocks.

Those mysterious spaces that were broken were extremely dark, like a naughty boy knocking over the inkstone and pouring ink into the sky.

Then, the mysterious material of painted black gradually began to erode the torn space crack, the violent space gust, the scattered meteorites outside the sky, and the giant, all over the black, were submerged, decomposed, and assimilated.

"Retreat!" Youruo said the Dharma. After the giant beast finished speaking, the mysterious black space faded away bit by bit, becoming increasingly fainter. In the end, it seemed like it had never appeared before. Even the torn gap in the sky was healed seamlessly.

The giant beast slowly shrank its body, stood in front of the girl, looked at her godless gray eyes, and touched her head with heartache.

The girl raised her head, her eyes were dull and her mouth was smiling.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!