The quiet valley is covered with red leaves.

The trees here are very different from those in other places. They are obviously the same trees. Other places are full of green leaves. It's the only place with a radius of ten li, full of red.

The wind doesn't move, the leaves are still. It's like the world in the picture.

Outside the red leaves, where green meets red.

A figure stands, with tears on his face and a red pen in his hand. It's the master of the sacred pen of wanzunguo, Huangfu Wu.

Several stones were built into a graveyard in front of him. Huangfu Wu put a bracelet into the graveyard.

There were tears on his face, and Huangfu Wu had no ordinary look at all.

The sadness in the eyes is endless, and tears drop to the ground.

Close your eyes, Huangfu will be able to recall the kingdom of heaven in his mind and open the hall in the Ming Dynasty. His wife is tentacled through and swallowed.

This painful memory occupied his whole body and mind.

Every time I think of it, it's painful.

"It's all your stuff. I put it here. You said that if another day you were unlucky to die outside. Then you will be buried in the woods, accompanied by the breeze, accompanied by the moon, not back to the land of honor

At the end of his speech, Huang Fuwu choked.

It never occurred to huangfuwu before he came to Qingtian. Never thought that she should die in front of her own.

Huangfu Wu took a deep breath and stopped his tears.

Then he put his pen in.

"When you go, I will not paint for anyone in my life. May this pen go with you. "

Huangfu Wu buried his pen and bracelet deeply.

He did not use any force, every stone, no piece of earth is hand-made.

After all this, Huang Fu took his energy with his hands and wiped it on his head.

The sharp vitality of his hand cut off his hair. In a short time, huangfuwu's head was as clean as a mirror.

"I don't like fighting. I was born with three flowers gathering at the top, and my energy rushed out of my scalp. My hair is my strength. If someone grabs my hair, it will make me lose a lot of strength and hurt me. You have always said that this is my weakness, which must not be known. But you don't know. My weakness is never hair, but you. "

After Huangfu Wu wiped his hair clean, the whole person brought a layer of light.

He did not release any power, and the light was completely the light formed by the forces of heaven and earth around him.

"I am willing to fight for you to death. From today on, I will kill all the demons in the world."

Huangfu Wu held his hair and whispered.

His voice was so powerful that even the trees around him were dancing.

Having said all this, huangfuwu put his hair in front of the tomb and strode to leave.

But just as he turned around, a figure came slowly. Walk straight in front of him.

Not fast, but in a blink of an eye into the mangrove forest behind.

Huangfu Wu turned his head, looked at it, and said nothing more.

Because he also knows the visitor. Isn't this Lu Fan's wife, lingyao.

These days, huangfuwu has seen it several times.

Huangfu Wu continued to move forward, but at this time, from the mangrove forest, there was a terrible force, which made Huangfu's face distorted.

All around the trees there was a click, and the ground under my feet was broken.

Then, a wisp of magic from the mangrove forest.

Huangfu's murderous spirit surged at once. When he saw the evil spirit, he felt that he could not contain himself and wanted to kill people.

"Demon repair."

Huangfu Wu immediately followed him into the mangrove forest.

The body turns into streamer. Huangfu quickly flies forward.

Soon, huangfuwu saw the direction of evil Qi.

It is a broad ground, surrounded by no trees, only the wind on the ground can not move, foot bending leaves.

"Lingyao" stands on a leaf and seems to be looking for something. She reaches for a move. There is a magic gas rising from the ground and spreading around.

Huangfu Wu frowned at the sight. What was he doing.

Why there are so many magic Qi on the ground here.

Poof.

"Lingyao" a palm press, immediately a terrible evil spirit spread from the ground, the distance is a forest dumping, the ground countless cracks such as cobweb spread.

The golden light came out of lingyao's body, and Huangfu's voice was startled.

For the first time, he found that lingyao was so powerful. I don't know how much better it is than the world cup.

Judging from the Taoism area under the foot of "lingyao", this strength is far beyond that of ordinary wuzun.

Moreover, the strength and the power of Taoism are just like heaven's power coming from Huangfu Wu.

"It turns out that Lu Fan's wife is so strong."

Huangfu Wu said in his heart.

At this time, "lingyao" seems to have finally found what he wants to find.

With the palm turned, all the red leaves were scattered, and a soft sword rose slowly from the ground.

"Lingyao" eyes with excited light, this is her weapon.

That is because her blade is here, so the spirit belonging to her unties the seal.

Mother Qian sealed her spirit and reincarnated power with her own strength, but she could not seal the sword, only buried it in the soil.

But with the passage of time, the seal weakened. In addition, lingyao ate the golden stone specially sealed by mother-in-law Qian and gained strength again.

So as long as lingyao is close to the sword, the spirit sealed in her body will soon wake up.

Mother Qian expected this, but she couldn't stop it.

Lu fan doesn't know this. He brings lingyao back here, so everything will be like this.

"Lingyao" grasped his weapon in one hand, and the sky suddenly turned black.

Such a scene is like the birth of a devil.

Huangfuwu was completely shocked to see this scene.

"Lingyao" has more and more golden light, and its weapons are more and more bright.

Her breath is still surging wildly. She sprints all the way from wuzun at night, and soon reaches the edge of the extreme strong.

Huangfu retreated a little, so as not to get involved in this terrible power.

"Is it demon repair?"

Huangfuwu is a little confused. He can't understand what "lingyao" is and why it can rise so fiercely.

At the same time, the eight money saints who are resting in the magic village rush to the sky.

They looked at the dark sky, the more and more bright light in the distant woods, and the color of surprise rose in their eyes.

"This power seems to have come from ancient times."

The way of money.

The celestial sage looked at the sky and shook his head and said, "no, this power comes from heaven."

"It's the emissary."

Eight Fang Qian Sheng said.

The face of Huanyu Tiansheng suddenly became cold.

"Mad emissary, the public enemy of the world."