The black dragon suffered a pain, and hissed, and the seas turned the entire sky into a pot of porridge. The thick black clouds shook down, like pouring, and it seemed that the plague was rampant, and the flowers, birds, plants and trees were endless. In an instant, the ground was filled with grass, and the falling black clouds "swallowed" Cheng Qian in one go.

Nian Dada, a country monk who had never seen the world, exclaimed, and was so scared that he didn't dare to look at it. However, Liulang suddenly stepped forward and raised his foot to leave the protection area of ​​the five-color stone. Tang Zhen pulled his shoulder and pulled it back.

Liulang, half-human, had a mask on his face, no longer the boy he looked like when he went to Mingming Valley back then. He said, his voice was low and hoarse, as if he was rubbing a sandpaper with an iron pot, and it sounded very difficult: "Senior, I..."

Tang Zhen said coldly with some indescribable and indifferent: "You have just memorized a set of introductory exercises, and there is no Qi. What is the difference between those ordinary birds and insects? Where is the turn to you to stand out?"

Liulang said with difficulty: "Senior Cheng will leave my life behind, and he will repay you with all his heart."

Tang Zhen said mercilessly: "You are only enough to fill the gap between the demon's teeth. What is he going to do?"

Liulang's fist suddenly clenched.

Tang Zhen looked at him, but said lightly: "I hope that the big waves on the road will wash away the sand, and one death will be the same. Good grace and good hatred. You have to be able to repay it. What's the point of saying more?"

Liulang: "But..."

Tang Zhen seemed not worried about Cheng Qian at all, and just said, "You can watch it."

Cheng Qian was swallowed by the black fog, and he couldn't find a way out for a while. He felt that his true energy was imprisoned in the sea of ​​qi. He did not lift it up in one breath and almost fell in mid-air.

His mood, which had not been alarmed for many years, was stirred up and down by the black fog filled with demonic energy around him. For a moment, his incompetence when he was young, had several ups and downs, and the heart-wrenching pain in the gathering jade seemed to fall on him again. There seemed to be a voice in his heart in his heart and asked: "Are you really not resentful?"

He was resentful to his parents until he died. He could recognize Zhou Hanzheng with just one pair of eyes. He kept all the negligence he had suffered in his life in his heart. He could have suddenly become a Buddha and a saint without rubbing the sand in his eyes. Can he forget the past?

Is he really not angry with Han Yuan's hand that passed through his heart?

That was something that even the elder brother who had always been open-minded could not care about, not to mention that Cheng Qian, who had always been narrow-minded, had been peaceful for so many years. Was he changed his appearance into a bright breeze and bright moon, and refused to hold a grudge at all, or... he just took away his memory for 49 years and deliberately put it aside?

The confused black fog gathered in front of his eyes, and Han Yuan's appearance was carved. Han Yuan looked at him and smiled softly and said, "Senior Brother, you are used to deceiving yourself. Are you willing to be honest now?"

Cheng Qian's eyes twitched slightly. He had no judgment for a moment whether Han Yuan was the inner demon that was hooked by the black fog. He only felt that his always impeccable state of mind had been pried open a hole, and then it seemed as if it was collapsed by the thousand-mile dike of the ant hole, collapsed uncontrollably.

Han Yuan stared at him gloomyly and said, "Senior Brother, you were not so hypocritical before. No one would hate anyone, and now you dare not mention resentment? What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of disagreement between the masters? Are you afraid of having a knot in your heart? Are you afraid of being petty and looking petty and defile your outstanding statement image?"

"Shut up," Cheng Qian interrupted him and said coldly, "What qualifications do you have to ask me? Isn't you the one who took action back then? Even if you were accidentally influenced by the soul painting for a while, wouldn't you fall into the devil's path over the years? Do you still have the face to complain?"

Han Yuan seemed to have no idea that he would just talk so bluntly, and was stunned for a moment.

Cheng Qiandi's angry and unstoppable head. He gritted his teeth and forced the stagnant True Energy around him. Regardless of the severe pain of the chest, he let the True Energy rush around in the veins, sweeping away the demonic energy wrapped around him.

In this world, except for the prison where he drew his own land, what else could trap him?

Cheng Qian did not bring up the frost blade, raised his hand and slapped Han Yuan in front of him, and shouted angrily: "Don't I blame you on your head?"

There was a crisp "bang" sound, and the beaten and the beaten people were stunned for a moment.

Cheng Qian originally thought that the person in front of him was transformed by his own inner demon and was not a physical entity. He took action in anger for a moment, but unexpectedly, he actually fell into the real situation.

In the flash of lightning, he remembered Tang Zhen's "using his body weapon" and "refining the inner demon into a dragon", and his eyes suddenly widened and he whispered in disbelief: "You are really... Han Yuan?"

Han Yuan covered his face, looked surprised at first, then laughed hysterically: "Senior Brother, are you doing such a hard work so hard that you can't even recognize me when I stand in front of you?"

Cheng Qian's hand holding Frost Blade was almost trembling: "So you are the one who broke into the Suzaku Tower, the Demon Dragon is you, and the person who wants the little junior sister's demon bone is..."

Han Yuan carried his hands on his back and said lightly: "The evil bones of the heavenly chariot are ominous. They grow on her body. What are the benefits of letting her suffer every few years? It would be better to peel off the ominous thing and make me an ominous person. For the sake of my former classmates, I can take it lighter when I peel the bones and save her life."

Cheng Qian's Qihai was turbulent like a tsunami, and a cold cold air leaked from his hands and feet. The next moment, his body was full of true energy like a hurricane, and he squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "Why don't you ask me if I'm willing to save your life!"

Before the sound fell, the frost blade sword light surged, and the black air around it was wiped out like a rotten one. Even Han Yuan, who had already turned into a demon dragon, had to retreat temporarily, and when the hollowed-in dragon body was transformed into a dragon, rushing into the sky.

The darkness that devoured everything was torn apart by the snow-bright sword light, and Cheng Qian's body reappeared under the night sky. He slashed at the dragon's body with one sword, and the wind and thunder in the air moved invisibly, and the power of slaying dragons was actually the power of slaying dragons.

The human and dragons sank into the sky together, fighting for a while, and even the shadows could not be seen clearly.

"Stand farther." Tang Zhen pulled Liulang back and shook his head, "There is such a lively fight outside, and there is another chaotic heavenly demon inside. I think this building can't last long and it will collapse."

Zhenren Tang seemed to have grown up with a crow's mouth that was invincible. When the sound fell, he heard a loud noise and the restaurant collapsed.

Before the dust hustle was raised, the huge red crane revealed its full appearance. The sword cultivator limited the demonic aura to the cinnabar array, and the bones on their bodies were "clicked" and sounded.

Nian Dada said in a daze: "This...this is Tonghe. It turns out that it's not easy to be a bird."

Tang Zhen took a step back, stared at the water pit for a moment, frowned and said, "The Heavenly Demon is here to respond to the disaster. He is born with blood and energy, but she has half a body on her body. She should have been bloody, but someone forced her to change her fate... It is really not easy to be able to be safe and grow up so big, and her demonic energy is suppressed by seven or eight."

When Nian Dada heard this, he looked at Yan Zhengming with a little admiration.

Tang Zhen said: "Forget it, I'll help him."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand, as if he had gathered it randomly from the air, and a stolen true energy was trapped into his palm like spring breeze and rain, and directly into the cinnabar array on the ground.

Li Yun's cinnabar formation was originally formed in a hurry, and was interrupted by the overflowing demonic aura of Tonghe several times. Over time, it was already unstoppable. When Tang Zhen repaired it, it seemed to be awakened, and a layer of bright light appeared faintly.

Countless vines swayed in the cinnabar formation, burning layer by layer by layer by layer by layer by mountain fog on the big bird, and followed one after another.

For a moment, Yan Zhengming's pressure was relieved a lot. He turned his head and looked at Tang Zhen, nodding reservedly.

Tang Zhen didn't care about being polite to him, but just looked at the puddle in the cinnabar array, his expression became solemn, and he whispered: "Why did you catch up with this time..."

The body of Tonghe, which had turned into a puddle, suddenly grew and grew bigger. Before Yan Zhengming could relax his breath, he was frantically retaliated by the demonic energy in his sword intent realm. He took three steps in a row, and there was no time to remedy it. The cinnabar array was broken in an instant.

Li Yun flew out and called out: "Han Tan!"

The five-color stone cover suddenly had another crack. Nian Da pointed at the cover and said in a fuss: "Senior, what's wrong with this?"

Tang Zhen said: "Tonghe is the descendant of the phoenix. Although he cannot take off fire again, he has to say that he has been reborn several times, and it is like a person suddenly jumping into the next realm after an enlightenment. It was originally an opportunity, but it may not be... bad, which alarmed the heavenly tribulation."

In the black fog in the sky, a thick cloud gathered from all over the place. Through the colorful stones, Nian Dada felt that the hairs around his body stood up. The previous schedule was potentially passing the tribulation in Mingming Valley, and no one dared to take a step forward. This was the first time he had seen the heavenly tribulation close.

After the muffled thunder in the clouds surged for a moment, a sharp lightning bolt fell down. Yan Zhengming instantly attached his soul sword to his accompanying sword, combined the magical artifacts and faced the first thunder tribulation for the water pit.

The sky was filled with drums, and the thunder swords were roaring in the sky with the sound of cracking silk, reflecting the nine heavens like day.

The sword Yan Zhengming used over the years was the one that was broken by Zhou Hanzheng on the deserted island of the East China Sea. He kept holding it and remembering his shame, and never changed it. Unexpectedly, he was broken under the thunder disaster.

His chest was stuffy, and the Yuanshen Sword attached to the sword was severely damaged. If he had not passed the level of attack, the Yuanshen Sword would have been useless. He did not breathe a sigh of relief, and the second thunder was already brewing.

At this time, the red clouds on the puddle suddenly became a pillar as if they were sucked into the sky by something, rushed towards the sky, and the black fog in the sky was connected together.

The demons were all in the face, and the mountains and rivers changed color, and the second thunder tribulation was filled with the terrorist tremor and fell down with a bang.

The strong wind, the angry thunder, the sword light, the sword shadow, the demon dragon roared, the divine bird shook, the fire on the body of the heavenly demon seemed to burn Weiyang to a handful of burnt ashes, the mountains in the southern border trembled, and the barrier of the five-color stones was broken in an instant...

There was a panic-louded "Senior Brother" mixed in it, with a soft voice, and she was still a vaguely underage girl.

It was as faint as the waves were surging small mosquitoes and ants.

She called her senior brother, but the person she should hear was heard without exception.

The movement of the black dragon in the air suddenly slowed down. It suddenly raised its head as if it was enduring great pain. The huge figure flashed several times in the vast night sky, then shrank into a human form, and without any scruples, leaving its back loudly in front of Cheng Qian.

Cheng Qian's eyes narrowed, and the Frost Blade Sword turned around at a critical moment, and the human-shaped Han Yuan passed by.

The next moment, Han Yuan stretched out his pale hand and grabbed the black fog that was constantly entangled in the red clouds, but the Frost Blade carried the thunder tribulation in the sky.

Cheng Qian was very effective in dealing with the heavenly tribulation, and with the frost blade in his hand, he was like a tiger adding wings.

The thunder that had fallen was intercepted by him in the middle of the way and swept out along the tip of the sword, as if the sword in his hand had dragged a huge meteor tail.

Cheng Qian's face was illuminated by strong light.

Han Yuan, who was on one side, opened his mouth and called "Little Brother" silently.

Cheng Qian glanced at him, his eyes cold, as if he was lying on his back on the East Coast many years ago, and swearing to announce his complaint to his master.

Han Yuan gritted his teeth and almost burst into tears by his eyes.

At this time, thousands of silenced sword energy surged from the ground, Yan Zhengming's sword had been broken, and for a moment, the flying sand and stones were flying, and even the surrounding wind and rain became the sharp edge of his hand. In the sky, it gathered into a messy but unsightly giant sword, and one sword cut off the connection between the red crane, red clouds, and black mist.

Then the nearly vast sword energy separated the heaven and earth from both ends, and strangled the demonic aura that soared into the sky in the sky. Without hurting the puddle, it slowly pushed the ominous red cloud back to the ground and forced it to within three feet of the puddle.

Ten talismans were thrown out in Li Yun's hand, and each talisman fell on the head of the puddle. The fire on her body subsided three times. Ten talismans fell, and the dying Tonghe finally turned into a girl carrying her wings, curled up on a messy ground without any consciousness.

The rolling thunder finally moved away unwillingly.

Han Yuan showed a slightly relieved look. The next moment, he changed his face without warning, his arms turned into sharp claws covered with dragon scales, and grabbed Cheng Qian's back with one claw.

The aura around him changed, and Cheng Qian had already reacted before the roar of the wind. He used a sword with his backhand. The frost blade that had just blocked the heavenly tribulation was still carrying the remaining power of thunder and fire. When the dragon claws hit, sparks suddenly flew everywhere.

A dragon scale faintly flashed across Han Yuan's face. Just as he was about to say something, a horn suddenly came from the distance.

The horn was longer and far than the ordinary military horn, and it was empty and low, as if there were thousands of troops, and Han Yuan's eyebrows and eyes were slightly moved, his face changed, and then he showed a chuckling: "Oh, I've called the dog, my younger brother, then I have to leave."

After he finished speaking, he pushed the frost blade suddenly, and his fingernails shaved on the sword, making a sound that made people's teeth sore. Han Yuan was about to leave, but Cheng Qian's sword chased after him with a "clang" sound, and the dragon claws were tit-for-tat.

Cheng Qian said word by word: "The inner demon enters the Tao, what is your inner demon?"

Han Yuan's expression suddenly changed, he grabbed Heiyun in his palm with his backhand, turned around and pushed Cheng Qian hard in his chest.

Cheng Qian was caught off guard and was suddenly forced back more than a foot by the demonic energy.

After falling together, Han Yuan had already swung his tail again, and fell half a mile away.

"Inquiry about my inner demon," the dragon turned his face, and Han Yuan's human face flashed over the huge dragon head, landing on a hideous and sarcastic smile, and said, "You might as well ask the senior brother of the head what the inner demon is - I'm afraid you dare to ask or listen."

After saying that, the demon dragon soared into the black clouds and headed straight to the north.

There were a few whistles from the direction of the sound of horns over there, and then several strong lights shot into the air from all directions, as if someone was sending signals to each other. Li Yun took a step forward, attached her hand to the wings of the puddle, slowly retracted her target-like wings, and carried her on her body with great effort, asking, "What's going on, who's coming?"

Cheng Qian fell from the air, his body was covered in blood and his feet staggered for a moment. Yan Zhengming held it in a low voice and whispered: "Slow down."

Nian Dada was about to come over to say hello to him, but was interrupted by Tang Zhen.

Tang Zhen said: "Don't exchange greetings - Yin and Yang and Seven Colors Fire. These are people from Tianyan. I'm afraid there will be trouble when I meet them, so I will follow me first."

Li Yun looked at Yan Zhengming, and Cheng Qian hurriedly introduced: "I forgot to say that this is Brother Tang - Tang Zhen."

After hearing this, Yan Zhengming made a quick decision: "If you have any work, go!"

The group quickly followed Tang Zhen away from the place. Their journey was very fast, but only a few ups and downs were dozens of miles away. Tang Zhen easily led everyone to a dilapidated temple. He did not dare to stop, so he first borrowed Li Yun's cinnabar to set up a formation around the dilapidated temple.

Tang Zhen was well-informed and knew it, and he could see that he had been immersed in the formation for many years. In just half a stick of incense, the ruined temple had been hidden.

Li Yun put down the puddle and stepped forward to help hunger. Cheng Qian and Yan Zhengming leaned on the door panel on one side to help them protect the Dharma, while regulating their breathing silently.

This Mid-Autumn Festival night was really a mess and there was no more chaos.

At this time, Cheng Qian suddenly asked without warning: "Senior Brother, what is the inner demon you were hooked out of the Suzaku Tower that day?"
Chapter completed!