How many times the group portrait is spring

When Yunjing left, it was not yet the Mid-Autumn Festival, she took off her disciple clothes, and wore the costume of the saint of Changshengmen. It was a bright red fire from outside the territory, decorated with pearls and jade, she covered most of her face and only showed a pair of eyes, looking at Xuantianzong The mountain gate, look after each other and travel far.

Such a dazzling person gradually drifted away surrounded by many pilgrims.

The scenery was the same as before, overlooking the high mountains, the parting choked in his throat became silence, and the day Zhelan left seemed to be so grand, he just watched from a distance, and didn't have time to say a word.

Brother, take care.

He didn't want to hear these words anymore, in the end he watched the grown-up people leave the sect and him one by one.

But if they're all doing well, that's fine.

It's okay for him to be alone, it's okay for him to come to maintain peace in this world and protect the peace of the people.

As long as he is the suzerain of the Xuantian sect for a day, no one else can bully the Xuantian sect, as long as he is the highest in the world, no one will dare to bully his juniors and juniors no matter where they fall.

After thinking about it, he can still protect them.

Looking at the scene of Xuantianzong from the top of the mountain, it is still difficult to see the overall situation, and it is difficult to distinguish the expression in the eyes of the viewer.

Zhelan told him, wait for the weather to turn into rain, wait for the rain to turn into snow, the snow will fall to the thousand cold, and the thousand cold will be over, then spring will come, and when spring comes, it will be a new year, everything is full of hope.

Waiting for spring?Then he hopes that the snowfall will be lighter this year, and the next spring will be earlier, and the sky will treat Wanmin better, so that he can clear his mind, pacify the demon disaster, and revive the reputation of Xuantianzong.

"Senior brother, I hope you are in peace, that's enough." Jing Rong lowered his gaze, and the moment he turned around, the pilgrimage team of Changshengmen was also leaving the Xuantianzong mountain range, and they changed their footsteps to walk westward.

The sudden visit of the Changshengmen was unexpected, just like the frost and snow in the Suoyao Pagoda, and the winter has not yet come, and it is already heavily snowed.

The tower keeper held the same old lamp and inspected the thousand-year-old tower, which was so quiet that there was no living thing.

It has to be said that the casting of the Demon Locking Tower was truly a work of art. Borrowing the indestructible power of Jiuxiaotian Frost and Snow, and the solid foundation of the magic circle, the foundation of the Demon Locking Tower was laid with the Xuantian Stone left by Shishen Rongxie.

It's just that once the Xuantian Stone is missing, the seal of the Demon Locking Tower will not be so stable. The southward movement of Jiuxiaotian Frost and Snow is a sign.

"Come on, let's go, let's go." The tower keeper raised the lamp to illuminate an empty space, "This millennium catastrophe will finally come to an end."

He is the keeper of the tower who has been silent for thousands of years, and he is also the holder of the lamp. He has lost all his glory and stayed alone for thousands of years, waiting quietly. Even he does not know the cause and effect of the ending.

The heavy snow earlier than in previous years blocked the road leading to the Demon Locking Tower, but it could not stop the silent sneaking in of the monster race that had survived for thousands of years in the snowy area, nor could it cover the bright moon in the sky on August [-]th.

Even more unstoppable, the long-planned Demon Cultivator.

"Today is the day when the two races of monsters and demons come back again." Spring and Autumn Eleven's palm was burning with fireworks, but the meaning of the words was not very concerned.

"Whether it's a demon or a demon, a human or a ghost, this is all the world of this seat." Yan Zhi spoke in a calm tone, and a pale golden streamer passed over his fingertips, lingering on the Seven Star Sword.

A lot of seal-breaking formations have been laid, and when the time comes, the ten thousand-year seal of the Demon Locking Tower will be broken, and the monsters locked in it will come back to the world.

Yan Zhi has never had much idea of ​​racial separation. In his eyes, monsters are no different from grass and trees. To ordinary people, the destruction of the demon-locking tower means chaos in the world, but in his eyes it is no different.

Left and right are just the difference between his pros and cons. Since the aura of the Demon Locking Tower has been cut off, there will be no immortal monsters. Opening this tower will not pose any threat to him, and it can even disturb Xuantianzong's mind. , making it easier for him to break into the realm of the Nine Heavens.

For such a thing, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages for him, so he will naturally do it.

On August [-]th, the night at the Demon Locking Tower became darker and darker, with dark clouds enveloping Qingyue, and the monsters in the tower became more and more restless.

The tower keeper held a lamp, his stooped back stood up straight, and his disheveled hair fell back when the evil wind hit, revealing a calm and resolute face.

Between his lamps and swords, Ling Jue's sword energy vibrated through the Goulian boundary of the Demon Locking Tower, suppressing the ten directions' demonic energy in an instant.

"Senior brother's hexagrams never said that the demon-locking tower was broken." There seemed to be a hint of mockery in his eyes, and the old gray clothes added to his body, which actually added a parting bone.

"Sword come." It was he who drank, turned his hand, and a sword turned into thousands of swords and rushed towards Fangyuan, "All silent."

The soaring demon power of the ten directions was forced to retreat by the sword intent from the demon-locking tower, and the loose seal of the demon-locking tower also stagnated.

Spring and Autumn Eleven withdrew her hands, her eyes were full of horror, and in the next half-a-half she laughed madly: "Okay! What a Beixiao Sword Immortal! You really are a hideout!"

Yan Zhi withdrew his sword and retreated, looking solemnly towards the direction of the Demon Locking Tower shrouded in black air. He didn't expect that he was hitting the right side. The guardian of the Demon Locking Tower was the Bei Xiao who shocked the world thousands of years ago and disappeared without a sound. Sword Fairy Li Zhifeng.

As the same generation as Li Zhifeng in Spring and Autumn Eleven, she also has a deep blood feud, her feeling is absolutely unmistakable.

"Senior, at a time like this, it's better not to be distracted." Yan Zhi focused, and struck at the loose seal again.

"Of course I know." Fierce fireworks burst out from Chunqiu Eleven's palm, almost blazing to burn the night away.

As long as it is guarded and protected by that person, it is an existence that she wants to destroy personally.

The fusion of demonic power and spiritual power, and the confrontation between the two forces, can only withstand such an existence as the Demon Locking Pagoda.

Li Zhifeng took advantage of Jiuxiao Shuangxue's power to barely equalize the momentum outside the tower, but after all, it couldn't last long. He only hoped that he could delay until the time when the talisman burned to the sect and the sect set up an enchantment to block the demons.

However, the reality will disappoint him after all. Regardless of the condensed power of thousands of monsters in the extreme northern region, just the combination of Yanzhi and the Spring and Autumn Eleven Shuanghuashen, this monstrous gathering of spiritual power is enough to shake the long-term seal of the Suoyao Tower .

What's more, he lost the Xuantian foundation stone first in the Demon Locking Tower, and how long he alone can withstand the power of ten thousand demons and transforming gods.

The demons inside the demon-locking tower, which has been silent for thousands of years, gradually began to neigh, and the sound was enough to harm one's heart. Those with the highest level of cultivation and the strongest Taoist heart may be able to last a little longer, but one thing that no one knows is—— Beixiao Sword Immortal has lost his Dao heart.

The scattered sword soul returned to the main sword, and the gray-clothed sword fairy standing in the demon-locking tower seemed to be sedated, and a moment later he vomited blood.

In the end, he was the man who was bewitched by the demon.

Li Zhifeng got up with some Beixiao swords, and met the eyes of the girl in red who was thousands of miles away, in a trance, she seemed to be able to see the girl's bright smile.

Countless unshackled monsters screamed past him, and under the overlapping shadows, some tried to swallow the tower guard who had guarded them for thousands of years, but they were all shaken away by the golden light outside Li Zhifeng's body.

Even though he has lost his Dao heart and damaged his foundation, he is also the Sword Immortal of Beixiao who has been indomitable in this human world for thousands of years.

"You, you're here after all..." Li Zhifeng wiped off the blood on the corner of his lips, half laughing and crying, and the sudden flash of sword light managed to stop some of the fleeing monsters.

Thousands of years, 1000 years, vicissitudes, people's hearts are changeable, he, the sword fairy who once shocked the three tribes, is now just a half-old man, who has hurt his foundation and lost his heart.

The girl who used to smile like a flower is still young and hot, just to kill him by the sword one day.

It was Spring and Autumn Eleven who lost her composure first, her eyes were a little flushed, but the sword in her hand mercilessly struck straight at the Demon Locking Tower.

"Senior..." Yan Zhi didn't stop him, and he didn't intend to stop him, he just frowned and watched Chunqiu Shiyi's figure fly several miles away in an instant, it was her shining in red who went straight to the person.

The man was calm, he stared fixedly at Chunqiu Shiyi's figure, when his spiritual power enveloped Li Zhifeng's figure, he only heard him sigh softly: "I won't die, Xiao Shiyi, at least, before something happens. "

A gust of wind passed by, and Li Zhifeng disappeared silently in the boundary of the Demon Locking Tower.

Spring and Autumn Eleven took a few steps forward with the sword in hand, shook his head and smiled in disbelief: "It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous, the sword fairy who was so high-spirited and surpassed the world with his sword, is now the one who even has the confidence to fight me nothing?!"

"Senior, we should go." After the banquet came, Pale Gold Liuguang built a monster-repelling barrier for the two of them, even though the monsters howled ferociously, it was difficult to get close to the two of them.

"It's time to go...?" Spring and Autumn Eleven repeated Yan Zhi's words, and immediately raised his hands to straighten his hair. When he raised his eyes again, he was as proud as ever, "Yes, it's time to go."

When they came, they were secretive, and they retreated gracefully, but Spring and Autumn Eleven couldn't help but ask: "Palace Master Banquet, I want to ask you, what is it that makes you so downcast that you are so timid, and you are willing to sink into a corner?" place."

"There is no such possibility." Yan Zhi looked back at her, "What I want is not just a corner of land, the four surroundings are not enough. If you fail, it doesn't matter if you have a dead bone."

"It is impossible for me to be mediocre from birth, why should my predecessors ask me how to be mediocre."

"Yes." Spring and Autumn Eleven answered him, "This is what the Supreme One said, and this is the courage that the Lord of the World should have."

On August [-]th, the full moon, the demon lock tower was broken, and the northern border was shrouded in countless demon grievances. It was originally a good day for family reunion when the moon was in the sky, but there were endless dark clouds shrouded in it, and no light could come through.

However, the northern region is like this, and the extreme northern land is still full of moonlight, the snow wolf clan screams together, and the new king Bei Shanxi ascends the throne.

The cultivators guarding the Xuanbei Realm trembled a little. They have been guarding the realm for many years, and they have never seen such a big battle. A gap in the barrier was torn and came out.

They also tried to raise their swords to defend the frontier and fight with the monsters that escaped from the monster lock tower, but they still couldn't stop the monsters from moving forward.

If even the Xuantian Sect in the Northern Realm can't stop them, then the next region to be affected will be the remaining three realms, especially the Southern Realm where there are most mortals.

At that time, the loss of life will not be enough to describe.

This night was the beginning of chaos in the world, and also the beginning of the reappearance of Beixiao Sword Fairy Li Zhifeng.