Chapter 7 Regenerative Tos and Turns [Section 1]

[Section 1||Kunlun of the Night]

Between the lightning and thunder, it rained all over the sky.

Gu Xinghe is still so cold, but his eyes are colder, his face is paler, and his white hair is still fluttering in the wind. He stared at Dou Feixue coldly and suddenly said, "Your strength is the first person under the championship! I admire it very much."

"You are not bad. After all, we are not divided into victory or defeat in this battle." Dou Feixue said slowly.

Gu Xinghe shook his head faintly and said, "I used the magic power of forbidden arts, but you didn't use it. In contrast, I'm finally half short of you."

Dou Feixue nodded faintly and said, "I didn't expect you to have such insight. Presumably his cultivation will definitely be far above me. I didn't use the forbidden magic, but it's not that I don't want to use it, but because I don't know how to.

"No?!" In Gu Xinghe's indifferent eyes, there was finally a little different color. He said in surprise, "It's like you, but you don't have the magic power?"

Dou Feixue nodded faintly and laughed miserably, "I don't have the guidance of a master like you. Although my cultivation is high, it has taken nearly 200 years of hard practice. As for those mysterious forbidden magic, I naturally don't know it at all." At this time, he looked arrogant, but it was awe-inspiring.

Gu Xinghe sighed leisurely and arched his hand and said, "Gu is extremely impressed."

Dou Feixue nodded faintly, but looked up and saw that in the far southwest, Kunlun Tianchi was located. At this time, a dazzling red light was rising. He seemed to think of something in his heart and shouted loudly, "Let me go!" After saying that, he bowed to Gu Xinghe, and then took dozens of snowmen to fly towards there, leaving people with condescenning faces and watching their figures go away.

"Brother Xuanyuan, what should we do?" Watching Dou Feixue leave quickly with the group of mysterious snowmen, Mo Yuyi finally couldn't resist the doubts in his heart and asked.

Xuanyuan Huanggui nodded cautiously and said, "There must have been something wrong there!" Why don't we explore it again?" At this time, his eyes were looking at the ancient Xinghe not far away, as if asking for his opinion.

Gu Xinghe nodded faintly and said, "What Brother Huang Gui said is extremely true. It's not too late. Let's go now!"

Xuanyuan Huanggui laughed and said, "Okay! Let's go now!" After saying that, everyone controlled the long sword in their hands and galloped towards the increasingly red light.

This night's Kunlun is no longer as ethereal as before. There are dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and the strange demons and red light rising up to the sky near the central Tianchi, all of which make people notice the bad.

Everyone flew with their swords at full speed, and Mo Yuyi suddenly said, "Do you think it's the rosefinch seal has been born?"

Xuanyuan Huanggui shook his head and said, "I don't think so. It is rumored that the rosefinch seal will appear on October 15th, but now it is still the night of October 14th. Presumably the change in that place must have been far beyond our expectations!"

Everyone nodded one after another, and without saying anything, rushed to the place of the red light all over the sky.

Gu Xinghe looked at the strange red light in the sky, and there was a faint feeling in his heart, but he didn't know where it came from. He slowly shook his head and flew there with everyone.

Nearly an hour later, everyone finally came to the shore of Tianchi again, but saw that the red light in the sky had already dissipated, and was replaced by the holy light all over the sky, covering the Tianchi.

On the other side of Tianchi, it was Dou Feixue dressed in white and the group of snowmen. At this time, they surrounded the city in a circle and stayed on the snow peak there, looking defensively at the shore of Tianchi.

A magnificent old man in sackcloth was sitting cross-legged on the broken ground on the shore of Tianchi Lake at this time. Standing not far behind him, two figures stood respectfully, white and black. Everyone stared at him, but they were shocked. The two were actually two of the four masters of the empire. The high priest Ji Yanming and the "Night Emperor" Xiao Ye Emperor.

Who is the old man sitting on the ground cross-legged?

There are some answers in everyone's minds, but they dare not rush to ask.

Gu Xinghe looked at the old man in ma and was very shocked. With his understanding of the master's realm, he vaguely guessed that the high priest or Xiao Yedi was by no means the opponent of the red-shirted old man. However, at this time, Kunlun Tianchi no longer had him, and the strange scene here was by no longer the work of the high priest or Xiao Yedi. Then, there is only one possibility. The old man in red is either repulsed or killed, which must only be done by the old man in sackcloth!

Then, this person must only be hundreds of royal sword ancestors who have never appeared in the legend!

Looking at the royal sword ancestor sitting cross-legged on the ground, there was a few bitter smiles at the corners of Gu Xinghe's mouth. It turned out that all his calculations were finally completely disrupted and could no longer continue!

I just don't know where the strange teenager in red is at this time?

In the sky, Xuanyuan Huanggui looked a little cautious. He floated forward a few steps and said from afar, "The ancestors are above, please be worshipped by the descendants."

However, the three people on the ground did not seem to hear the call for Xuanyuan Huanggui. Only Xiao Yedi, dressed in black, raised his head playfully and looked at Xuanyuan Huanggui and his party in the sky, as if they marveled that this person was actually a member of the royal family. When he saw the figure of Gu Xinghe in the crowd, the playful smile at the corners of his mouth gradually faded and turned into a sneer. He seemed to fly up, but he looked at the high priest beside him with amazed look and the old man in sackcloth sitting cross-legged not far away. Finally, he held back the anger in his heart and still stood there quietly. .

Seeing that the three people on the ground did not respond, Xuanyuan Huanggui was full of thoughts and finally put away the long sword in his hand and slowly landed on the ground. Gu Xinghe and others immediately landed on the ground behind him.

But without waiting for everyone to land down, with a cold hum, ablazing light suddenly rushed towards the direction of the crowd. The faint destructive atmosphere made Xuanyuanhuang very shocked the hearts of several people, and he resisted with a continuous sword, but was only nearly a hundred feet repelled by that light at the next moment.

Although this blow was very horrible and powerful, when everyone stopped, they found that they were not injured. At this time, they looked at Dou Feixue and others on the snow peak far away and seemed to understand something. Xuanyuan Huanggui shook his head helplessly and led everyone to fly to the nearest snow peak with the sword, quietly waiting for the situation to change.

The thunder and wind are still roaring, and the big rain hits the snow, making a sound, but it seems to be so depressing, as if to tell everyone that something big things will happen here.

Everyone's suspicious look became shocked in an instant. The old man in sackcloth sitting on his knees on the ground did not move but slowly floated off the ground, and then slowly floated to the center of the Tianchi, slowly sinking into the lake in such a knee-legged posture, and then disappeared.

Everyone stared at the figure disappearing, but they couldn't react for a moment. Gu Xinghe's mind turned around and immediately lowered his head to look at the place of the high priest and Emperor Xiao Ye, but saw that the two were still standing respectfully, as if they had already expected such a change.

Gu Xinghe's uncertain heart gradually calmed down. He stood quietly on the snow peak and quietly looked at the unpredictable changes.

After a long time, the old man in sackcloth still sat cross-legged, slowly floated out of the water of Tianchi Lake, and then fell quietly in the distance, as if nothing had changed.

Time slowly passed in the dark clouds and the strong wind. When another dawn came, the dark clouds finally dispersed, the wind gradually stopped, and the bean-sized raindrops slowly disappeared into the void.

When the sun shines on Tianchi again, with the return of the sun, those heroes who were forced back by the strange red light and demon pupils gradually returned at this time. However, they no longer dare to approach Tianchi for half a step. They only learned from the ancient Xinghe and others, occupying a snow peak on the periphery of Tianchi and quietly waiting for the change of the situation.