The vortex turned into a black hole that devoured everything. The huge Buzhou Mountain was twisted and deformed in the terrifying space turbulence and was dragged into the black hole bit by bit.

The purple dragon hovered in the sky, making a shocking roar. Chu Ziyan and Leng Wushuang tried their best to cover their ears to resist the terrifying sound wave.

But even so, the true energy barrier in front of them was still shattered instantly, and the sound waves hit. They were overthrown for dozens of miles. Both of them vomited blood and their breath was depressed.

"What is this?" Even Chu Ziyan, who is familiar with Han Xu, had never seen this purple dragon. He injured two masters of the Creation Realm with just the sound waves generated by the roar. His strength was simply terrifying.

Leng Wushuang's pretty face was also pale. He looked at the scene in front of him in horror. The black hole continued to swallow. Buzhou Mountain seemed to feel the threat and emitted a violent shock, as if he wanted to resist. As Buzhou Mountain trembled, the entire space was overwhelmed, and huge space cracks ran across the sky, as if they were about to collapse.

Han Xu stood before Mount Buzhou. Although his body was so small that it could be ignored before the huge sacred mountain, the momentum he emitted at this moment was like the brightest light in the night, which was impossible to ignore.

The resistance of Buzhou Mountain seemed to anger the purple dragon in the air. The dragon released a series of terrible pressures, covering the entire Buzhou Mountain.

After a moment, the sacred mountain became quiet, and everyone even felt a humble feeling of begging for mercy in the sacred mountain.

"The purple dragon is a magical weapon, and it is a magical weapon of high grade." Leng Wushuang said tremblingly. Only the magical weapon can break the sacred mountain from the divine world.

"What kind of person is he?" Leng Wushuang looked at Han Xu's back and found that whenever she felt that she knew Han Xu enough, Han Xu could always give her a greater shock.

The artifact, which is something that even the Supreme Master is going to be crazy about, actually appeared in Han Xu's hands, and the artifact could be driven by him. Leng Wushuang was thinking, if Kunlun had known that Han Xu had so many trump cards in the morning, would he dare to make the same choice?

Under the pressure of the purple dragon, the sacred mountain quickly twisted and became smaller, and swallowed into the black hole without any trace.

The sacred mountain, which even the Supreme One was helpless, disappeared like this. Only Chu Ziyan and Leng Wushuang could witness this scene that shocked the entire upper world.

The sacred mountain disappeared, the purple dragon turned into a head raised and let out a dragon roar, then turned into a purple light and penetrated into Han Xu's right arm, and turned into a purple dragon tattoo and attached it to his arm.

"Brother, you can come whenever you want, and leave whenever you want, without giving a single explanation?" Han Xu used his spiritual sense to transmit a voice to Ziwei soft sword, "Where did you get the sacred mountain?"

"Swallowed!"

Han Xu was stunned. He thought the Ziwei Divine Sword would ignore him as usual, but he didn't expect that there would be a response this time.

"You are finally willing to pay attention to me." Han Xu said quickly, "Why did you swallow the sacred mountain? That is the sacred mountain, the sacred mountain!"

"Buzhou Mountain can repair my injuries." Ziwei Soft Sword said, "Don't be proud. If it weren't for the sake of the demon bloodline in your body, I wouldn't bother to help you. But remember, it's not next time. Now I'm going to refine Buzhou Mountain, don't bother me."

After saying that, there was no more voice, but Han Xu also got a lot of useful information from just a few conversations.

First, Ziwei Soft Sword is much more powerful than Buzhou Mountain.

Second, Ziwei Soft Sword is as injured as Buzhou Mountain, but it can be recovered through Buzhou Mountain.

Third, Ziwei's soft sword is related to the demon clan. He felt the blood of the demon emperor in Han Xu's body and was willing to pay attention to Han Xu's words. Moreover, from the purple dragon transformed into Ziwei's magic sword just now, Han Xu felt a strong demonic aura, a demonic aura that was more noble than his demonic emperor's bloodline.

After everything calmed down, Chu Ziyan and Leng Wushuang flew over. The two of them didn't ask much, especially Leng Wushuang. She knew what she saw just now, which must be Han Xu's deepest secrets. No matter how curious she was, she had to keep it in her heart.

At the same time, she felt a sense of joy in her heart. Han Xu used such an important secret in front of her, which means that Han Xu did not regard her as an outsider at all and had enough trust.

If Han Xu knew about her reasoning, he would think she had really misunderstood. Even Han Xu himself did not expect that his original idea was to use the Ziwei soft sword to smash it through the crack in Buzhou Mountain and manually dig a passage.

But I didn't expect that Ziwei Soft Sword was so powerful that the entire sacred mountain was swallowed up.

Han Xu was also worried that if Leng Wushuang asked, what reason would he have to make up to explain it, but fortunately, Leng Wushuang didn't mention a word, so he couldn't help but let Han Xu like her sensibility.

Chu Ziyan's attention was quickly attracted by the bronze giant gate. At this time, the light on the bronze giant gate was flowing, and an ancient prehistoric aura burst out, as if something was about to break out.

At the same time, on the other side of the bronze giant gate, here is a dark space, without sunshine, rain, dew, and all wind, rain, thunder and lightning. Apart from a little bit of disposable spiritual energy, it is dead silent.

But even in such a silent space, there are pavilions and towers, which are arranged in an orderly manner. Judging from the layout and form of the building, although it is now dilapidated, the place where it once must have experienced a period of gloriousness.

Hundreds of people gathered in a dark hall, each of them was full of expectations, and their dark pupils seemed to have a long-lost glow.

They all looked at the sky above, where gray clouds were shrouded in. The sky that was supposed to be calm and unwavering, but today there was a strange phenomenon.

Those gray clouds that had not moved for thousands of years seemed to be madly stirred by a huge force.

"Father, someone should be breaking the seal." A young man was talking to a middle-aged man in the study behind the hall.

"It should be Chu Ziyan who is back."

"Chu Ziyan?" said the young man, "He has only been away for so many years, why is it so fast?"

"Maybe he has asked for help from the strong, otherwise why did he come back alone for thousands of years to crack the seal?"

"If he succeeds, how do we explain when he comes back?"

"What are you worried about? The Hidden Sect is already owned by our Long family. What can he do even if Chu Ziyan comes back?

However, if he can really untie the seal, we should thank him well. In this way, our Long family will have the opportunity to fight for dominance."

"The boy understands." The young man bowed and was about to retreat, but the middle-aged man shouted again, "Long Ao, you have to make sure that the matter of that year will never surface."

"I got it, father."

A long way from the hall, in an inconspicuous little dilapidated house, there was a little girl staring at the sky with big round eyes.

"Is it my brother who is coming back?"
Chapter completed!