Tianzun City

The golden curtain half-blocked the sunlight, casting a bright yellow shadow on the ground.The young king wears a dragon robe, a golden crown on his head, and a jade stone swaying on his forehead, emitting a dazzling light.This was the first time Lian Xuan met Baiguan after the turmoil. His back was straight, and he stepped up the long jade steps step by step along the fiery red carpet.His eyes were indifferent, and the golden dragon walked around his body along with his movements, almost soaring to the sky.In the end, he sat safely on the Tianhe dragon chair, slightly raising his right hand.

I saw the audience shouting loudly, and they all knelt down.

At this moment, Lian Xuan does not seem to be a living individual, but a symbol, equating power with himself.At this moment, there are no elders or juniors, only power and people who are kneeling at the feet of power.Lian Xuan didn't seem to be affected too much, at least on the surface.No one will go to find out what happened, and no one will go to find out what he has experienced. The past has been lost in the long river of history, never to be seen again.The only words that have been handed down in the world are Lihuoling Wang Cang, who was once sealed by the head of the five sages, tamed by Emperor Cheng, sent to Emperor Xuan, and became the head of the dark guard, but finally broke away from the identity of the dark guard , back to the Lihuo ruins.

Lian Xuan smiled, raised his arms lightly again, and everyone stood up neatly.His eyes looked over all the officials and fell on the clouds in the distance, as if he was waiting for someone to come.

At this moment, a silver light flashed across the sky, and the light curled up like a silk thread, gradually entangled, and shone with a faint golden awn in the sun, and soon turned into wings and filled the sky.The six-winged sage put his feet on the ground and stood still behind the hundred officials.The sage retracted his wings and walked towards Tianhe Hall step by step.Accompanied by his steady steps and the astonished gazes of all the officials, Lian Xuan's gaze swept across Yanyun and landed on the audience.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, and no one said much, allowing the man to step up the jade steps step by step and stand in the position of a saint.

Lian Xuan smiled. "Warrior, return."

On the towering gray calendar clock in the center of Tianzun City, the originally dim and damaged stigmata suddenly burst out with a blazing light, and it flew towards Shanghen with wind and clouds as if summoned, and circled around him for several times. Circle, drop a little bit of fluorescent light, and then fly back to the gray calendar clock.

The stigmata lit up.

The return of the Warrior Saint is as stunning as the first time he saw it, which made everyone unexpected.The most shocking thing was the sword master Yanyun.Yanyun once thought that Shanghen was dead, and recalled that when he got the news that the battle saint was dead, Yanyun held the Zhuxian sword in his hand and stepped on the fire phoenix. He was looking for Shanghen's figure on the battlefield full of bones. After all to no avail.The blood trail meanders all the way to Jinsha Ghost Town.The seemingly peaceful Jinsha Ghost City is in crisis. Once the sword master comes out, the Jinsha Ghost City has five floors, and the bloody smell permeates the city for three months. The monsters inside are almost dead.Yanyun's eyes were burnt red with anger until Yushuang appeared.

Yu Shuang put his hand on his back, this was a reunion they hadn't seen for many years, Yanyun just mumbled "You're back" before losing consciousness.

After Shanghen's death, Yanyun was depressed for a long time.

As soon as Lian Xuan's words fell, Yanyun stood up from the seat of the saint. His usual gentle and indifferent eyes were mixed with anger, and he looked straight into Shang Scar's eyes. He clenched his hands into fists, but he didn't say a word after all. .In such a scene, Yanyun still had to give Lianxuan more or less face, so he finally looked away and sat on the holy seat.

If all reunions after farewell are warm, then the reunion of Yanyun and Shanghen carries elements of violence.Yanyun has always been a gentle person, but he poured strong feelings into someone.

In the evening, Shang Hen had just returned to the Zongheng Hall when a sharp sword energy approached him.Shang Hen tapped his feet, and the dragon chant armor instantly added to his body, and Fang Tian's painted halberd hit the ground with a loud noise. Accompanied by the flying dust, the golden glow slowly condensed and turned into silk threads winding around his body. The light became more intense, Eventually it became six wings inserted straight into his back.Luoshen's wings flapped slightly, and the scars hung in the air.With a raised eyebrow, a pair of golden eyes met the gaze not far away.

The color of those eyes is also golden. At this time, the tails of the eyes are raised, and there is a little anger mixed in, and what overwhelms the anger is a complex emotion.I haven't seen her for a few years, but the edges and corners of Yanyun have become more and more distinct, and a few strands of vermilion hair on the forehead are dangling around the edge of the nose, half covering the expression in the eyes.Yanyun is no longer the one who needs his own protection, or in other words, he has never needed his own protection.

Yanyun was also suspended in mid-air, the wings of flame roared in the sky, and the bright fiery red almost burned the sky.There is no time to exchange greetings, the great gift of reunion after a long absence is a tit-for-tat duel.Yanyun's eyes froze, and the whistling sword energy slashed at Shanghen again with the raging anger, Shanghen blocked it at first, and the two were close at hand.

Yanyun didn't speak, but Shanghen understood that he wanted to ask why.

Before he could explain, the surrounding area was filled with flames of war, and the sky and the earth suddenly changed color. A golden dragon rushed out from the painted halberd of the scarred square sky.The golden dragon hovered around Shanghen for a moment, then rushed straight towards Yanyun.Suddenly, a white tiger roared suddenly, and bit the golden dragon's throat straight with its bloody mouth.In an instant, the golden dragon turned into a piece of golden light, scattered in all directions, and once again condensed behind the scar.

The wings of flames dyed the white tiger fiery red, and those animal pupils stared at Shanghen's back aggressively.Fang Tian's painting halberd collided with the Zhuxian Sword again, and even Shanghen had to take half a step back from the fierce sword energy.Luoshen's wings suddenly opened, and Fang Tian's painted halberd drew four large characters in the sky. The thick cloud layer was instantly split, and in an instant, ten thousand bolts of lightning rushed towards his face, accompanied by a ferocious rush towards Yanyun.The white tiger let out a long roar, and Yanyun took a step back.The flame of the Zhuxian Sword burst out suddenly, and the flames soaring into the sky became more and more dazzling, almost burning the sky and the earth.The moment the flames and lightning collided, the luxurious and empty hall suddenly shook, the hurricane swept through the remaining clouds, and the sky was in chaos.

I don't know how long it took, the clouds and mist finally dispersed, and when the eyes were clear.Yanyun's long sword was already on Shanghen's chest, and Shanghen's cock was also on Yanyun's throat.

When there was a stalemate, Yanyun put away the long sword, and the flame wings slowly extinguished from six to four, and then to two, and even fell to the ground, the flame full of hostility had dissipated.The Tiger Roar armor also changed into plain clothes.The Battle Saint was still hanging in the sky looking at him, the six Luoshen wings were full of gold, and they were incomparably holy.

Yanyun stepped forward and walked into the Zongheng hall.

Shanghen was very clear, Yanyun wanted an explanation.This is a long explanation, from the end of the red sun to the skylark's gaze, looking up the window.A streak of fish white appeared in the sky, and in the next second, the clouds seemed to be covered with a layer of gold, and the sun shone through the clouds, illuminating the earth.

Shanghen's memory of the past three years is blank, he was vaguely manipulated by someone, he didn't know anything about Jinsha Ghost City, and Chu Tianxiang's unintentional cross-dressing awakened his soul.For a certain period of time, he has been in a stage of self-doubt, everything is changing so fast, he is a little overwhelmed.The battle saint is dead, and the dead should not appear again.

Until Yu Shuang came to him and said to him, maybe your existence can make Tianzun City not so precarious.Yu Shuang was not someone who pretended to have a family and a country in his heart, but his words affirmed the existence of Shang Hen.He seems to have dominated the shell ever since.

The faces of Chu Tianxiang and Shang Hen were somewhat similar, and the difference in temperament and clothing covered up most of the similarities, but when Shang Hen dominated, that face became more and more similar to Shang Hen.But Shanghen knew in his heart that it was not his own, and it would never be his own.

From Chu Tianxiang's memory, Shanghen can vaguely feel what happened after he disappeared in Jinsha Ghost City. The first clip is about Yanyun.Shanghen didn't agree with Yanyun to participate in the war between Tianzun City and Jinsha Ghost City, and Yanyun must have blamed himself for this.

Yanyun clasped Shanghen's shoulder, buried her head on the side of his neck and said slowly. "Some people chase you, some people hate you, some people hate you, some people betray you. I think it over, I come to love you."

Shanghen didn't say anything, he let Yanyun be buried on the side of his neck.He stretched out his hand to caress Yanyun's vermilion hair, but he paused because of the other party's question.

"What are you going to do next?"

Shang Hen froze for a moment, supported Yan Yun's shoulders, and kept his eyes on par with him. "Go to Jue Ye."

"Jeye doesn't seem like someone who can listen to your arrangements." Yanyun straightened his back, with a smile on his lips.

Shang Hen's expression was very serious. "Deal with him."

"Do you need me to follow?"

Shanghen let out a low laugh. "No, lest he say I threatened him."

"I've always wondered what happened back then."

"Do you remember the first Five Sages?" Shang Hen changed the subject.

Yanyun's expression suddenly became serious.

The death of the first five sages could not withstand any scrutiny.Not to mention the Holy Spirit Monarch Saint who singled out the Fallen Spirit King died inexplicably on the Ice and Snow Peak. The death of the Stinger Saint was obviously mixed with many unspeakable elements. As for the Sword Saint... his death was even more bizarre.Except for the death of the first generation of warriors, it was because of the sudden appearance of Luoshen Wing.

The Emperor Cheng didn't know that Shanghen, Yanyun and Yushuang had known each other since they were young. After the three of them had established their foundations, Tianzun City suddenly had a fierce conflict with Jinsha Ghost City, so that Shanghen finally disappeared in Jinsha Ghost City. The battle saint's stigmata seemed to be destroyed in an instant, and would never light up again.

Everything seems to be arranged in the dark, but those who can arrange these powerful and incomparable people must be more powerful people.

Yanyun didn't want to speculate on these things, he was a person who understood righteousness, and he knew that most of the high-ranking people would never be as bright and thorough as Lian Xuan, but as deep as Lian Cheng and Lian Zheng.But only by following these people can more people be protected from harm.

"What happened back then?"

"Betrayal." Shang Hen said slowly. "I don't remember the details, but the last blow was not from the enemy."

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