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Jiangzhou, the land of the Li family.

The blood-red setting sun slowly set along the sky, leaving half of it on the horizon.

In a dilapidated building on a remote mountain.

A young disciple in white clothes slowly opened the door, stepped on the gravel and dirt, walked into the lobby of the building, and looked towards a window on the left front.

The broken arched window faced the setting sun.

The red light of the setting sun scattered in, revealing a slim figure with long hair inside.

The young disciple squinted his eyes, as if he felt that the bloody sunlight was a bit dazzling, and his eyes wandered elsewhere.

A complete view of the interior of the room came into view.

There was no furniture in the entire house, and there were no pillars or stairs to go up and down. At a glance, there were only pits on the ground. There are broken marks everywhere on the ground. Some places are sunken downwards, while other places are filled with debris.

At the corner of the earth wall, weeds and a few flowers that were reflected in blood were blooming in the earth.

The wall above the flowers is made up of wooden round arch windows, most of which are broken, and some still have broken wooden frames. A sharp spike remained in the center of the window, leaving a thin line of shadow in the room.

As far as the eye can see, there is a sense of desolation and decadence.

Even the sound of the wind blowing through the windows carries a lingering desolate tone.

The long-haired woman stood in front of a window, holding the edge of the window with her slender palms and looking out. The cold wind blew by, causing her long hair and skirt to float backwards.

The young disciple frowned.

From his perspective, he could only see the dark shadow of the man.

It wasn't even clear what color clothes she was wearing. The person seemed to be made entirely of shadows, with only a few simple lines outlining the gender.

The sun is blood red and the shadows are dark.

This is the shadow bloodline of the Li family in Jiangzhou. When practiced to such an advanced level, it can even affect the surrounding environment.

Where it is, there is shadow and void. It's just that not many in the entire family can tap into their bloodline abilities to this point.

Among the younger generation.

Except for the young master Li Lingxiu who ran away from home more than ten years ago.

The only person left in front of him was Li Lingsu, Li Lingxiu's biological sister and the direct heir of the current family.

Seeing Li Lingsu turn around, his eyes fell on him.

The young disciple hurriedly handed forward a "Cloud Key" in his hand.

"The secret realm of Yunzhongtian is about to be opened. The patriarch asked me to give you this key."

"I understand." Li Lingsu stretched his slender palm forward, and the disciple felt a coolness passing over his skin, and the "Cloud Key" in his hand disappeared and fell into Li Lingsu's slender hand.

"Does father have anything else to say?" Li Lingsu's distant voice came again.

"Uh... The head of the family also said that you should bring back the young master who is traveling abroad." The young disciple said, "The Cambrian Pass has been broken, and there is a chaos of war outside. The young master is alone outside, he is too ostentatious, and he is easily encountered. to danger."

"call……"

Under the red light of the setting sun, Li Lingsu looked confused.

She sighed softly, "Unknowingly, ten years have passed."

After a period of silence, Li Lingsu nodded gently and said, "Tell father that I will bring my brother back."

"Then there's nothing else to do." The young disciple bowed and left.

In this dilapidated room full of flowers and weeds, Li Lingsu's slender figure slowly disappeared.

Only the autumn wind blows, bringing with it a whirring sound.

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Jiangbeizhou.

In a remote temple where ivy grows on the high courtyard walls.

Zen Master Dingguang, whose eyes were gouged out, slowly opened his eyes, and two dim golden Buddha lights gradually jumped out of his dark eyes.

The hall before him was dim and dark.

Under the huge golden Buddha statue, only two candles burned and swayed.

And as Zen Master Dingguang's "eyes" fell on the two candles, one of the candles representing the life of "Heisha Bodhisattva" exploded and went out.

In the dark and deep Buddhist hall, there was a crisp sound, as if a Buddha statue was shattered.

"Did Heisha Bodhisattva actually fail in his mission?"

Zen Master Dingguang turned the beads in his hand and stopped reciting the sutra silently.

There was a hint of surprise on his old and peaceful face. After confirming that the news was true, Zen Master Dingguang's white eyebrows frowned deeply.

"The Zhou Dynasty really has a profound foundation."

"I was careless this time."

As the heir to a large family, Li Lingxiu escaped from the hands of Heisha Bodhisattva and even defeated Heisha Bodhisattva, which was what Zen Master Dingguang expected.

But killing the Black Evil Bodhisattva was a bit difficult for him to accept.

The Black Evil Bodhisattva himself is a death-level demon, and he is also a very strange and unpredictable invisible ghost.

Able to kill it completely, no matter what method is used.

He must be the best among Tiangui. Only the true Buddha in the Temple of One Hundred Buddhas can be subdued, and he is not something he can deal with now.

after all……

In the Temple of One Hundred Buddhas, the strength between him and Heisha Bodhisattva is almost the same.

He can sit here and command the Black Evil Bodhisattva. It is also because his mental state is more stable and he does not fall into half madness like Heisha Bodhisattva.

The beads in Zen Master Dingguang's hands rotate faster and faster.

To the end——

"Crack!" There was a crisp sound.

The string made of blood-stained fetal hair collapsed and broke, and all the thirty-six Buddhist beads on it fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Master Dingguang was shocked.

"Not good!"

The practitioners in the Tiangui realm have a keen intuition, "Master, I have been discovered."

"We must leave quickly." Master Dingguang's face was gloomy, and he immediately stepped forward without hesitation.

His old figure disappeared from the Buddhist temple and came to the temple outside.

Rumble!

The temple outside was no longer peaceful at this time.

A large amount of red fire fell from the sky, igniting the entire mountain forest.

Hot smoke mixed with fire rushed up to the sky, forming a huge smoke screen that obscured the moonlight.

And looking around, you can see a large number of skeletons disguised as ordinary monks. The master of the secret law was ambushed and fought with another group of young disciples wearing white clothes with flame patterns. Both sides were really angry and fought to the death. In the blink of an eye, a large number of people and horses were torn into pieces by the powerful force.

Swish!

Zen Master Dingguang waved his hand and sprinkled two Buddha lights.

He knocked away the two disciples who were close to him. At the same time, he also recognized their origins from their skills and clothes.

It was the Lieyang Sect, one of the three major immortal sects in the Jiang-E region.

The disciples of the Lieyang Sect have explosive personalities.

Before the sect officially announced its entry into the world, a large number of disciples from the sect had already participated in the war in the Skull Plain. Several large-scale battles brought heavy losses to the various forces in the Skull Plain.

The sense of crisis became stronger and stronger, and even blurred black shadows formed in front of his eyes.

Just like seeing black lines before a person dies, Zen Master Dingguang had the same premonition.

"Who is it!?" He was already a little panicked in his heart, and he didn't have time to think about it. He just wanted to leave this place far away.

After reuniting with the Buddhas of the Hundred Buddha Temple, he would be safe. By then, there will be enough time and lingering charm to slowly investigate what unexpected events occurred in this matter.

Swish!

Master Dingguang was surrounded by black mist.

He summoned up gusts of cold wind, and without caring about the other disciples, he wanted to escape first.

He was only halfway through the flight when a roar suddenly came from the flames.

"Where do you want to run to, demon monk!" A burly figure suddenly rushed out of the smoke, and he stomped down fiercely in mid-air.

He jumped high in the huge recoil of the air explosion, and punched Master Dingguang in the air.

Boom!

Master Dingguang raised his hand to block, and a red flame ring exploded between them.

The burly body of about two meters and five meters was covered with explosive muscles all over the body, and a large number of red veins protruded from the surface of the body like chains.

The long hair on the top of his head was like a leaping flame, and his face was full of crazy and unruly expressions.

It was Cui Mingri, the true disciple of Lieyang Sect.

"Die for me--" Cui Mingri roared, like a thunderous explosion.

A large amount of red flames condensed in the void, turned into a wave, rolled over, and completely submerged Master Dingguang in it.

"A trifle!" Before Cui Mingri could be happy.

Master Dingguang's cold voice came, and as beams of golden Buddha light pierced through the black fog, in the ancient and vast Sanskrit sound. Three faces, six arms, and five eyes were bulging. The Dharma body of Vajra Yaksha Mingwang, with hair like a wild horse and pearls all over his body, condensed behind Master Dingguang.

Vajra Yaksha Mingwang was six feet tall, and his six arms each held a bow, arrow, sword, wheel, five-cobalt pestle, Vajra bell and other Dharma instruments.

He first shook the Vajra Dharma Bell, which caused a ripple in the void.

The flames around Cui Mingri were like a river pouring down from the sky, and they were extinguished and dispersed with a "hiss", and blood oozes out of his mouth and nose. The originally red face also turned blue-black, and it was visibly listless. Even the muscle dimensions of the body seemed to have shrunk.

"Come again!"

Zen Master Dingguang laughed loudly.

Behind him, Vajra Yaksha Mingwang raised the five-cobalt pestle in his hand high, and the Buddha's light was immeasurable, piercing the long night, and smashed it down with vast power.

This time, it was the true disciple of Lieyang Sect who changed his face.

Cui Mingri raised his left hand and blocked forward, but his left arm and half of his shoulder were instantly shattered, and blood and broken bones flew everywhere. The huge body was like a meteorite, dragging red light and smashing heavily towards the ground in the distance.

Boom!

First there was a loud noise.

Then the earth shook, and the khaki smoke and dust rolled up.

Seeing this, many monks and soldiers in the Buddhist temple cheered loudly, and the aggressive Lieyang Sect temporarily fell into a disadvantage.

But——

After Cui Mingri was severely injured in the sky above the Buddhist temple.

There was no sign of relaxation on Master Dingguang's face, and his face became more gloomy.

The sense of crisis was so strong that the Vajra Yaksha Mingwang Dharma King behind him could not bring him a sense of security.

"What is going on!?" Master Dingguang's heart was pounding.

His face was full of uneasiness.

The next moment - the answer to the question appeared in front of him.

In the void in front of him, a burly figure with long hair stood in the quiet night sky.

The bright moonlight sprinkled like water, coating the man with a layer of silver. The two were thousands of meters apart, but looking at the pair of indifferent and ruthless eyes, Master Dingguang felt as if a bloodthirsty beast was biting his neck, and he couldn't even think of any resistance in his heart!

"Who are you!?"

At this moment, it was not only Master Dingguang who was surprised.

Even many disciples and monks in the temple set their eyes on Su Heng.

For a moment, the entire chaotic battlefield fell into a moment of silence because of Su Heng's sudden arrival!

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