Online game slaying gods and slaughtering demons

Chapter 263 Immortal Ruins
A wisp of autumn wind drifted slightly, blowing the long hair of a woman in the gazebo into the wind.The woman stared into the distance in a daze, unable to recover for a long time.

"Little sister! For the sake of the Xuanyuan family's future, I have to wrong you this time! If he really has you in his heart, he will definitely show up tomorrow! If...he really doesn't trust you, it's useless for you to be sad."

Xuanyuan Wuqing, Xuanyuan Wuxin, and Wuhua came to the pavilion one after another. Seeing Ziyan's distraught appearance, she couldn't help feeling a little bit sorry, and immediately comforted her.

"He'll come..."

Hearing the three people's comfort, Zi Yan was not moved in the slightest, and looked ahead calmly, before replying after a long time.

"I believe!"

After a long silence, Zi Yan said with firm eyes.

Recalling the little things when she was with Fenghun back then, every time she was in danger, Fenghun would appear and protect her. She firmly believed that Fenghun was no exception this time.

In this tournament, he will not allow himself to marry someone else.

because……

Because he promised in his previous life!

In the past few days, Ziyan has dreamed many things about her previous life, all of which are so real that it is impossible to tell whether it is real or not.

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Tomorrow will be the triennial youth tournament of the top ten families. For this moment, the younger generations of all the families have worked hard day and night, just to shine in the arena of the tournament and make people look up to themselves.Of course, on the other hand, it is to fight for honor for the family.

Of course, it is not that simple to compete for the ranking in the martial arts competition. Excluding those perverted figures such as Huangfu Shenghua, Xuanyuan Wuqing, Dongfang Ruolin, and some foreign aids with unknown strengths, most people can only stop at ten. powerful.

For the appearance of Feng Hun, more people just feel a little regretful and disappointed. If he has such a cultivation level at such an age, if he is given some time, he may surpass Huangfu Shenghua. It's just... let's not talk about his identity Whether he is innocent or not, offending the Nangong family is enough to make Fenghun unable to stand up after being suppressed.

Now that Feng Hun reappeared, no one knew what his purpose was, and the news that Nangong Huang had said to kill Feng Hun with his own hands was self-defeating.

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"Tomorrow is the time when my Dongfang family will become the head of the top ten families!"

Dongfang Xiyang looked at the sky confidently, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

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"Not dead? I underestimated you. If you dare to show up, this time you will never return! Take revenge for my next son!"

Nangong Huang's cold voice made the subordinates beside him tremble.

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"My grievances with him have faded with time, next time we meet, I hope we are not enemies!"

Bei Mingyou smiled self-deprecatingly when he recalled the festival with Fenghun back then.

"It's rare to see Second Brother being so open-minded!"

Beiming Qingtian glanced at Beimingyou and smiled faintly.

"If the road of martial arts cultivation is entangled with love and hatred, I am afraid it will be difficult to break through the bottleneck. Before, the wind soul was a serious problem in my heart. No matter how hard I practiced, I still stopped moving forward. Now that I put everything down, I have realized something."

Bei Mingyou explained.

"Second brother was instructed by any expert?"

Seeing this, Beiming Qingtian hesitated.

"A few days ago, I was fortunate enough to meet Senior Qinglan, who was not stingy with teaching me a thing or two. Only now can I untangle my heart, let go of grievances, and focus on martial arts."

When Bei Mingyou mentioned what happened two days ago, he was in awe.

"Senior Qinglan? Could it be the casual cultivator who fought against the Black Sword Pavilion with his own strength?"

Hearing this, Beiming Qingtian was startled.

Ye Qinglan, almost everyone in the world of martial arts knows that he has reached the peak of the heavenly rank at the age of forty. People are shocked not by his strength at the peak of the heavenly rank at such a young age, but that he is just a casual cultivator without any sect. Not even a master has ever been able to reach such a height.

When people mention this name, they are in awe. Five years ago, he used his own power to eradicate the scum (Black Sword Pavilion) in the martial arts world.After that, he killed some black warriors many times and made a lot of contributions to the martial arts world.

Today's achievements are all due to the heaven-defying talent and savvy. You must know that it is difficult for a single person to gain a foothold in the world of martial arts, but he has reached the peak. He is the representative of casual cultivators, Ye Qinglan.

"He's a casual cultivator, second brother, why do you have the chance to meet him?"

After hearing Bei Mingyou's words, Beiming Qingtian was suddenly a little puzzled.

"Senior Ye was invited to participate in this conference, so I had the honor to meet you."

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in the game

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In the Kunlun Mountains, a golden streamer shuttles between each mountain peak, and a man stands on a golden long sword. The man searched every corner of the Kunlun Mountains, but he did not see the so-called Kunlun Mirror.

The helpless Fenghun sighed, looking at the cloud-shrouded mountain in confusion, not knowing what to do for a while.

Just when he was about to continue searching, Fenghun suddenly noticed Xuanyuanjian trembling slightly.

Seeing such a change, Feng Hun was not surprised, but was delighted, could it be that there is a real induction between the artifacts?If this is the case, the Kunlun Mirror may be nearby.

Looking around his eyes, Fenghun saw through the clouds and mist, there was a cave in the mountain peak under his feet, suppressing the excitement in his heart, Fenghun quickly controlled Xuanyuanjian to rush down.

After entering the cave, Fenghun cautiously called out the star-chasing sword. For unknown areas, it is still necessary to maintain some vigilance.

Feng Hun touched the stone wall and walked into the dark cave step by step. Just as Feng Hun hadn't taken two steps, he suddenly noticed that the wall touched by his hands was a little uneven, as if it had been artificially carved.

Putting aside the doubts, Fenghun summoned Ziyun Tianxin and illuminated the dark cave. At this moment, the writing on the wall was clearly visible.

"A person of the immortal way has no competition with things."

"The lord of the gods, arrogated to power."

"The changes in the fairy world are no longer the same."

"The disaster of the human world, the loss of life."

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Looking at the neat words on the wall, Fenghun subconsciously read it out.

When the last sentence was finished, Feng Hun realized the meaning of the few words.

As Qin Shihuang said, there was an immortal in Kunlun Mountain who refused to leave after being demoted to the mortal world, and he must have lived here again.

Naturally, the wall was the words left by the immortal at that time, and Fenghun could even feel the changes in the fairy world from every single word, as if he could be personally on the scene.

Suppressing the horror in his heart, Feng Hun continued to walk forward by touching the wall.

After walking for about half a minute, Fenghun didn't find anything along the way, the only thing was this endless and deep cave.

Just as Fenghun was about to continue, he found several identical handwriting appeared on the wall not far away.

Without saying a word, Feng Hun went up to meet him.

"Although I am relegated to the mortal world, it is hard to give up the fate of immortality."

"Return to the capital of God in vain, and restore the fairyland."

"The immortal root has been lost, and the body is gradually weakening."

"Eternal ban on immortality, how dare you repeat it?"

After reading the last word, Feng Hun seemed to be able to deeply understand the feeling that the immortals at that time wanted to revitalize the fairy world, but they were powerless.

Shaking his head helplessly, Feng Hun only felt a burst of pity. It is unimaginable that the immortal who was once awe-inspiring in the Three Realms has now fallen to such a state.

(End of this chapter)