Fengyunlu

Feng Chen took a step forward and said to Luo Hongchen, "Master, although my father's magic weapon is gone, I, Feng Chen, can take action now. Let me give him two slashes, which can be regarded as a vent for our Feng family. If nothing happens, it won't be too late to seek revenge on him when I have achieved success in cultivation in the future."

As he spoke, Feng Chen took two steps closer and picked up the knife that Luo Hongchen had just thrown. He could see clearly that Mo Wenjian had some feelings for this magic weapon. Ever since he took it out, he always glanced at it unconsciously. Just now, when the blade entered his body, he didn't even dodge. It seemed that this knife had a great impact on him.

"Thank you, Master." Feng Chen nodded. Seeing that Luo Hongchen had already gone with the flow, he had nothing to worry about.

In fact, he only had one thing in mind, revenge! But the people of his Feng family were arrogant in their bones. Now he had to rely on others for help. Even if he avenged his great revenge, he would not feel happy. Feng Chen was confident that his father Feng Wanlin would let him do this if he was here. After all, this was also a kind of experience. In the future, he could take this opportunity to work hard and climb to the top.

Who of the people around him is easy to mess with? Lei Gong from the Thunderbolt Hall, the Demon King from the Han Clan, and the others are all shrewd people who can see through what is going on at a glance.

At this time, Fengchen was moving forward slowly, step by step. Everyone could guess what he was thinking, but no one spoke, and no one intervened. Lei Gong always supported him, and would support whatever he did. As for the choice, he would just watch as much as possible. The Han Clan finally stabilized, with the Demon King and Mo Wenjian being so tough, they were already stable if they could retreat unscathed today. At this time, as long as they didn't disrupt the situation and waited for a while, if Mo Wenjian wanted to leave, no one could stop him, and they would retreat with him.

But unexpectedly, something went wrong at this time. The demon in Mo Wenjian's hand woke up at this time. He was covered in black mist, as if something had exploded in his body. Then he said two words: "Go...quickly..." After that, he only hummed.

Mo Wenjian's face remained unchanged, and he gently passed a trace of true energy. Moqiu was a little better, but he just stopped humming. Then he moved a trace of sharp power and entered the black fog. There seemed to be something in the black fog that was very scared, so it moved slightly and hid in it.

At this time, the demon king frowned, then walked to the side of the Mo Wen Sword, took out a treasure whose contents could not be seen clearly, and threw it in. Mo Qiu just came to his senses, said thank you, and then fainted again.

This scene was seen by Fairy Ji Yao, who whispered to Luo Hongchen, "Grandpa Luo, there is something wrong with Moqiu, we cannot be soft-hearted now."

Luo Hongchen came to his senses immediately after hearing this. He was distracted by the resurrection of his old friend and the two enemies and forgot about the important things. The mysterious formation in the Thunder Pond was left by the ancients and was of great importance. Each of the five passes in the world is crucial. If any one of them is lost, the world will be in chaos, the Xuanmen will no longer exist, and even ghosts and monsters will suffer.

"Little Fengchen, come back quickly, let me, your master, take action." After saying that, without waiting for Fengchen to answer, Luo Hongchen rushed forward, pulled him back, and threw him to Long Tiexin.

Long Tiexin caught Fengchen and protected him in the formation, then looked outside the thunder pool with Lei Gong and Fairy Ji Yao.

At this time, shouts and screams arose again outside the thunder pool. Someone said, "Don't let any one go!" As soon as the words fell, people rushed towards the thunder pool with a stream of light.

Reinforcements arrived from the southeast and northeast of Lei Chi. It was obvious that the southeast was Cang Yun coming to rescue, and the northeast was Han Men coming to help. Jiu Tian Yuan Jun led the way, followed by Bai Xiyuan, Bai Xide and others. On the other side, three Taoists led the way, followed by a large group of people.

As soon as the two reinforcements arrived at Leiming, before they had time to enter the Leichi, they saw that the two sides had already started fighting. They greeted each other, explained the situation, and began to help both sides. Now the scene was in chaos. But the leader was still thinking about the Leichi in his heart. Knowing that he could not delay now, he left his men behind and rushed to the Leichi himself.

"Master, Immortal Lord!" Jiutian Yuanjun was the first to arrive and landed directly next to Ji Yao.

The people from the Han Sect also arrived: "Sir, Master, we are late. There are disciples outside who are waiting for your orders."

The Demon King waved his hand, signaling them to wait on the side. Now let them handle the battle outside the thunder pool on their own and don't worry about it.

Several people stood aside obediently. At this time, Bai Xiyuan floated over and took a look at the thunder pool. Then his eyes were attracted by A Li and Zhuang Mo beside him. As for the demon king, he was restrained and did not attract much attention.

However, Bai Xide, who followed closely behind him, kept scanning the Demon King's body, as if he was looking for something. Finally, he asked, "May I ask if this is the leader of the seven kings of the Han Clan, the Demon King Cat Demon?"

"Oh? You recognize me?" The demon king's tone was a little surprised. After all, for a junior like Bai Xide, he had hardly been out in the world in recent years, and the people in Xuanmen were already somewhat unfamiliar with him. However, Bai Xide was able to recognize him at a glance, which surprised the demon king.

"It is indeed the Demon King who has come to visit. My brother-in-law was trapped on the Fairy Demon Island, and my father went to retrieve him, so I went with him. When delivering messages on the Demon King Island, it was inevitable that some aura leaked out." Bai Xide explained briefly, trying to explain how he recognized the Demon King.

The demon king nodded to show his understanding. After all, Bai Qianyi's son was someone he had met before, so it was not surprising that he recognized him. The demon king's interest in Bai Xide gradually disappeared, and he was unwilling to talk to him any more.

"Youngsters, stand aside. I am about to take action." Luo Hongchen said, and suddenly jumped up, shocking the people around him, and then rushed towards Mo Wenjian. In the fierce attack, he seemed to care more about the magic hill in Mo Wenjian's hand.

Mo Wenjian blocked the attack instantly, reacting quickly and accurately, and then retreated to keep a distance from Luo Hongchen. It seemed that he still didn't want to fight with Luo Hongchen. But Luo Hongchen was unwilling to let him go easily. He jumped forward, and the true energy in his hand surged like a crazy rainstorm, and even the spiritual power between heaven and earth gathered. The atmosphere beside the thunder pool became tense, and some juniors with lower cultivation had begun to feel uncomfortable, and even their true energy was not flowing smoothly.

"If you don't fight back, I won't be polite." As soon as Luo Hongchen finished speaking, he pushed Mo Wenjian back with one palm, then stood in place and began to change his seals. As the seals in his hands changed, cracks began to appear in the purple clouds in the sky, getting bigger and bigger. Until Luo Hongchen stopped his movements, the cracks were already dozens of feet wide, extending from north to south for an unknown number of miles.

The purple clouds in the sky seemed to have touched a taboo, and they all moved to the sides, cracks appeared, and colorful rays of light seeped out, as if leading to another world. The light was dazzling, and people could not see clearly what was inside. They could only judge by feeling, and it seemed that there were dangers everywhere.

Mo Wenjian looked up at the terrifying crack. The breath emanating from it made him feel that his current cultivation level could not resist it. "Five Emperors' Grave!" Mo Wenjian whispered, and then stretched out his hand, and the thing in Zhuang Mo's arms seemed to want to jump out. "Old friend, come back!" Mo Wenjian called softly. At this time, a cold light flashed in Zhuang Mo's body, and the sword that he had hidden in the Purple Mansion broke out of his body and almost hurt him. At the same time, the Ghost Demon Chapter that he had snatched from Jiuyou came out.

The Heavenly Dao Divine Soldiers flew out, and Zhuang Mo looked at Mo Wenjian unwillingly. At this time, the Changli Sword in Mo Wenjian's hand seemed to have changed into a different person, with an imposing manner, pointing directly at the crack in the sky. Zhuang Mo had no choice but to wait temporarily. Unexpectedly, Mo Wenjian then put the captured Moqiu into the sword, including the key items on Moqiu's body, and the remnant soul of Jiuyou that he had rescued before. In this way, the Ghost Demon Chapter is likely to return to Jiuyou's hands, and Zhuang Mo's calculations seem to be in vain.

The sword rang excitedly, as if it couldn't wait. "The tombs of the Five Emperors are thirty-three meters high, and even the sword Changli can't rest in peace. I didn't expect that the Changli sword would return to your hands." Luo Hongchen looked at the sword in Mo Wenjian's hand with cold eyes, and seemed a little regretful. "Changli and Hongzhuang were originally a pair, and this sword should have been in your hands, but it was God's will, what else can I say?" Mo Wenjian smiled faintly.

Luo Hongchen recalled the past with a confused look in her eyes. At that time, a red-dressed woman was waiting at the foot of the mountain, but she waited for nothing. Now, she personally handed the Changli Sword back to another person. "You have affection and righteousness, but I call you ruthless and ungrateful!" The woman bit her lips, held the long sword with her hand, and her eyes were determined. Then, she smiled and shed tears of blood, and her body gradually became cold.

Changli swung his sword, shattering the bamboo hat and the veil, breaking two ignorant fantasies at the same time. "Changli, Hongzhuang, the dowry my parents left me..." The woman smiled, sad and lost, and finally her eyes were empty. Blood flowed down her forehead and dripped onto the ground, forming a mysterious magic circle, flashing red light, strange and abnormal.

"Why!" The man hugged the woman tightly, but he could not change anything. He could only watch her gradually become cold.

The wind howled under my feet, rolling up endless dust, until a pedestrian appeared on the road. The man held his hands in the air, his eyes were bloodless, and beside him lay a red sword, which seemed to be a woman's sword. There was an empty scabbard hanging around the man's waist, and the red sword was inserted into it when he was rescued.

Many years later, the man was in his prime but shabby. He accidentally saw the Changli that flew away. He said nothing, just looked at it indifferently, and became friends with the owner of the Changli. Many years later, the old friend passed away. The man went to pay homage, but he didn't know where the Changli was.

The sword's edge did not stop, and the faint trembling was impatient. Mo Wenjian put his hand on the sword and gently supported it. Then he swung it along with the momentum. The Changli Sword suddenly pointed to the sky, and the unstoppable momentum burst out, followed by a sword strike. With this sword, the sky and the earth suddenly became dark, and even the cracks in the sky became a little dim. The endless sword intent seemed to have come from time immemorial, pressing the Thunder Mountain as if it were nothingness. People only saw the sword.

The sword light was white as snow, creating a ray of light and a crack in the sky. Unexpectedly, the crack became larger, and the devouring power surged out instantly. It was no longer just targeting Mo Wenjian, but all the people in the thunder pool. The person's feet are unstable.

Bang~ Bang~Zhuang Mo and the Demon King took action one after another, one protected A Li, and the other freed up his hands to save the people around him, and 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 my brother fearful and almost unstable?" Chunming Pavilion was standing in a body shape, but could not be sucked and swallowed. With palpitations, he couldn't help but be curious and ask more questions. Several brothers behind him also looked at him, obviously they didn't understand this method either.

The Demon King waved his hand and did not explain to him. On the contrary, Zhuang Mo on the side smiled at this moment: "A few of you have lived in Beichen Palace for a long time and have little contact with the righteous way. Naturally, you don't know this method. This is a unique skill created by the Spring and Autumn Emperor. It's nothing. The wonderful method is to use the name of the great emperor and the luck of the great temple to open the connection between the two places anywhere, so that the enemy in front of you can be swallowed into the ancient formation of the five emperors. That formation is the ancient white emperor and the green emperor. There are lives and deaths in the places left by the five emperors and other gods. Because of the names of the five emperors, they are called the tombs of the five emperors. This is how the method of implication gets its name."

"That's it. It's impossible to survive if you enter it, and I have to thank the Demon King for taking action." Chunming Pavilion said and saluted again. The brothers behind him also followed suit, and they were all happy in their eyes. After all, with the name of the ancients, those five The emperor is not comparable to him now. If he really enters it, he will definitely die or not.

The demon king simply ignored him, and Zhuang Mo smiled again: "It's not hopeless. The tombs of the Five Emperors were left by our ancestors, so how could they harm the Xuanmen juniors for no reason? The true meaning is just experience and teaching, not necessarily life or death."

Chunmingge listened sideways, nodded gently, and then did not ask any more questions. Together with the demon king, everyone looked at Luo Hongchen at this moment. Luo Hongchen was already slovenly, and now it was even more tattered, with half of his hair in a bun, messy beard, and wrinkled robes that were torn and squeezed out of holes. Even his protective aura was cut off.

There was no other way. Just now, he used his secret technique and the Five Emperors' Tomb opened. The crack not only attracted Mo Wenjian, but he was also under great pressure. However, he was the one who cast the spell, so the danger was reduced a lot. Who knew that under the crack, Thunder Mountain was completely sucked in, and among the flying sand and rocks, Mo Wenjian actually gave up resistance and rushed straight to the sky with one sword, which helped Luo Hongchen again and opened the crack a lot more. This time, the swallowing increased greatly. Luo Hongchen didn't expect him to go the other way. Before and after, the sword energy exploded around him, and the crack also affected him. However, he had to take into account the disciples of the Thunderbolt Hall and had to protect them with all his strength. He then joined forces with Ji Yao, Bai Xiyuan and other juniors to protect many junior disciples in the Thunder Pond. He also resisted most of them. At this moment, he had to change his spell and began to close the crack to make the Five Emperors' Tomb close again.

There were a few sounds of creaking, creaking, and humming. The last buzzing sound echoed for a long time, and the crack in the sky finally gradually closed in the eyes of everyone.