"You heard it too! Brother Lin is dead. His last wish was to conquer Beishen Mountain and rescue his wife and daughter!!"
"But now, someone is asking us if we should help? This is the greatest humiliation to me and our Ancient God Clan. What do you think we should do now?"
Gu Yuan asked hoarsely.
"Kill to the Beishen Mountain!"
"Kill to the Beishen Mountain!"
Many powerful ancient gods roared with bloodshot eyes, their momentum shaking the sky and the sound was deafening.
Gu Yuan looked at this scene, and tears finally flashed in his eyes. This strong man came to the saddest moment of his life. Brother Lin, whom he regarded as his best friend, died at the hands of an immortal, and even though he was an immortal, he was powerless to take revenge!
Who can I tell about the depression and pain in my heart?
"Kill to the Beishen Mountain!"
Everyone in the nine heavens and ten earths was infected by the aura of the ancient gods!
This is a clan with lofty ambitions, and every member of them is a man of integrity.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
Not long after,
The cultivators from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths set out together with the people from the Ancient God Clan, heading towards the North God Mountain in a mighty force!
Such a strong attitude,
It was also spread out instantly by the onlookers!
"Oh no! Blood Mist King Lin Feng died tragically! It seems it was Beishen Mountain that did it. Now the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and the Ancient Gods have joined forces to go to Beishen Mountain to avenge Lin Feng."
"No, didn't they say that Beishenshan captured Lin Feng's wife and daughter?"
"His wife and daughter were captured. It's no surprise that Beishenshan killed Lin Feng. Otherwise, how many people in the world would dare to touch Lin Feng?"
"Tsk tsk, Beishen Mountain has made a big mess this time, but the foundation of this generation of Shenshan is extraordinary, I'm afraid they won't be afraid!"
......
All of a sudden, rumors spread everywhere.
No one knew about the immortals, and all the people in the world blamed all the disasters on Beishen Mountain.
now,
On top of Dongshen Mountain.
Lord Dong woke up from his meditation with a start, and there were even some beads of sweat on his forehead.
"What happened? Why am I suddenly so uneasy?"
The Eastern God Lord frowned.
At this time, Murong Youruo and Lin Jiaojiao staggered in as if they had lost their souls.
Murong Youruo seemed to have just cried bitterly, with bloodshot eyes. She stared at her father and said in a hoarse voice:
"Dad, Lin Feng is dead!"
"What?"
Lord Dong suddenly stood up.
"Uncle Lin is dead. He died at the hands of the Beishen Mountain people. Now everyone outside knows it!"
Murong Youruo was in great pain.
She had been walking on thin ice in terms of love throughout her life. She finally met the man of her dreams, but that man died. They only saw each other for three days, and that was their last farewell!
"Uncle Lin is a man of great loyalty and righteousness, with countless friends and boundless charisma! Many people from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths have come to avenge him, including the Ancient Gods!"
Murong Youruo paused and said hoarsely:
"Dad, I'm asking you one last time! Are you going to Beishen Mountain?"
"Youruo! You think too simply. Attacking the sacred mountain is not that easy, and..."
Lord Dong seemed to know some secrets, and his expression was extremely ugly.
He learned many secrets of the catastrophe in ancient times from Gu Lao.
then,
The four great sacred mountains are all slaves of the immortals. Only the Eastern Divine Mountain betrayed them at a critical moment. The other three sacred mountains are still loyal to the immortals who disappeared in the catastrophe of the era.
The immortal disappeared, but that doesn’t mean he’s dead!
If Beishen Mountain and Xian secretly have some connection, and things get out of hand, how will it end?
"Dad, I'm so disappointed in you!"
Murong Youruo smiled sadly and turned away.
Upon seeing this, the Eastern God Lord immediately ordered Lin Jiaojiao to stop Murong Youruo, but Lin Jiaojiao remained silent and followed her best friend closely...
Seeing this scene,
The Eastern God Lord was anxious and angry. After thinking for a moment, he knocked the two women unconscious. Then he glanced in the direction of the Divine Pavilion and flew towards the North Divine Mountain alone.
Until the Eastern God Lord walked away.
From within the secret divine pavilion came a few sighs:
"Do you think this incident will become a big deal?"
"I don't know! But an era lasts only a hundred thousand years. This catastrophe is coming. Good and bad are interdependent. No one can predict the future."
"Let's do our best and leave the rest to fate! Lord Dong chose to go alone because he didn't want to embarrass us!"
......
The other side.
The former site of Qingyun Sect is dotted with dilapidated tombs.
More than a dozen heroic spirits of the Qingyun lineage were awakened. When they learned that Lin Feng was dead, the weak fire of their souls shook violently and became much more blurred.
"Is that child dead?"
There are heroic spirits muttering to themselves.
"Back then, that mysterious man sacrificed his own life to help a group of us old guys who should have died survive... just so that we, the Qingyun lineage, could take good care of him."
"How could he die?"
Even Qing Yunzi could hardly remain calm.
The cold wind was blowing, fallen leaves were floating among the mountains and forests, and the dust on the dilapidated tombstones was blown up by the wind. The scene was extremely desolate.
And at this moment.
Suddenly, ripples appeared in the space deep in the forest.
Then cracks appeared.
An old man in green clothes and with a long beard strode out.
As the old man walked, he was surrounded by thousands of auras, and bits of immortal spirit emanated from him. He had the air of an immortal, and a kind smile on his skinny face.
He was startled when he saw the dozen or so heroic spirits of his ancestors gathered together before him. He then bowed respectfully and said softly:
"Why did you ancient ancestors suddenly let me come out of seclusion early?"
A dozen Qingyun Heroic Spirits looked at Master Qingyun silently, speechless for a moment.
They all knew that the child was very kind to the old man in front of him.
How important is...
"Xiaojun, where are you now?"
Qing Yunzi suddenly asked.
"Thanks to the blessings of the ancient ancestors, who used the remaining essence of Qingyun to set up a formation to nourish my injured body, and my useless little disciple who found me the Heavenly Demon Flower, not only have my injuries healed, but I have also grasped the true meaning of the Great Dao. Given time, I will be able to condense my immortal soul!"
The image of Lin Feng appeared in Master Qingyun's mind, and he couldn't help but smile.
After so many years,
I wonder how Xiaofeng is doing?
One year in the outside world, ten years in the Qingyun Secret Realm. Now that he has emerged, he misses his disciples very much...
"Xiaojun, you..."
Qingyunzi wanted to say something but stopped himself.
"What's the matter, Gu Zu? Feel free to speak frankly!"
Master Qingyun said with a smile.
"Forget it! Take the spirit-calling banner with you and come with us to Beishen Mountain!"
Qing Yunzi sighed.
Although Master Qingyun didn't know what the ancient ancestors were doing at Beishen Mountain, he still followed their instructions and summoned the soul-calling banner, allowing more than a dozen Qingyun heroic spirits to attach themselves to it...
At this time,
A patriarch's heroic spirit suddenly said:
"You have to know it eventually, so why hide it?"
"Xiaojun, there are rumors outside that your young disciple Lin Feng died at the hands of Beishen Mountain!"
......
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