The disciples of Hexu followed Ningchan's call, and actually followed her words and swept out like a wave!

The spiritual breaths surged and poured into the swords in their hands. Then the spiritual treasures illuminated the dark night, and then gathered into a vast area. For a moment, the place where the light was the brightest turned out to be like the great light realm of Jiuyi Mountain!

How could the disciples of Shaohe Zhiyuan have imagined that such an incident would happen.

Their previous searches had been smooth sailing, with a few angry shouts and curses, and the most they could do was to stop them from entering.

How come in the blink of an eye, all the disciples of Hexu Shan Sect gathered together in one place and even drew their swords!

Seeing the disciples of Hexu Shan Sect flashing their swords, some Shao He Zhiyuan disciples above were shocked, unsheathed their swords, and tried to force them back: "What do you want to do, rebel?!"

"Rebellion?" Tang Qiwen pulled Tang Hualuo behind him, who was almost hit by the weapon. His expression was extremely cold. He seemed to have heard something ridiculous, and he shouted angrily: "Who are you talking about rebelling?

?Open your dog eyes and see clearly, we are disciples of Hexu and are not under the control of you, Shao He Zhiyuan! It is not your turn to call me a rebel here!"

Tang Hualuo stuck her head out and said, "Yes! Besides, we are here to rescue the trapped Immortal Lord Zhiheng! If nothing happened to him, how could you let us be bullied by you!"

"right!"

"that is!!"

"Our teacher, Hexu, cannot do such a thing and just sit idly by!"

All the Hexu disciples shouted one after another and were about to rush forward.

They took a step forward, and the disciples of Shao He Zhiyuan were forced to take a step back. They advanced and retreated, pressing step by step. In a short time, they had already retreated six or seven feet away!

Finally, a disciple of Shaohe Zhiyuan couldn't help but said: "Let's not forget that Immortal Lord Zhiheng is fine at all. Immortal Lord Zhiheng is a Seven Star Heaven. Even if something happens, you still need a group of two Yi Heaven, three talents and four Xiang Heaven to rescue him.

?!"

The truth is that this is correct.

But there is no need for Shao He Zhiyuan’s disciples to remind him of this.

Then Ning Chan laughed: "I'm afraid this is something that you, Shao He Zhiyuan, will never understand. It's your business to refuse to save your teacher. I, a disciple of Hexu, value affection and righteousness, and I have a share."

If you can, you can contribute. Whether you can save it or not is limited by your ability, but whether you can save it or not——"

she drawled.

Tang Hualuo raised her arms and shouted: "It has always been our own wish!"

"That's right! We want to save the Peak Master! That is our own Peak Master!"

"If you don't save your own peak master, why should you wait for others to save you? What a joke!"

The two sides were almost nose to nose, forming a clear line of confrontation.

The disciple of Hexu unsheathed his sword, but he did not actually swing the sword. Instead, the disciple of Shaohe Zhiyuan was used to being domineering all the way. After several frictions, he became somewhat angry.

"Zheng——"

No one on either side gave in to the other's pull, and finally someone's swords collided, creating an almost distant sound!

Su Yanrong's face turned slightly stiff.

There is an absolute prohibition in the instructions of Master Yu.

You can use words to coerce, you can provoke generals, you can pretend to draw swords and threaten, but Shao Hezhiyuan will never be allowed to take action.

——At least it must not be Shao He Zhiyuan who takes action first.

However, the scene is so chaotic at the moment, who can tell clearly who made the move first!

Sure enough, the next moment, Duan Chongming laughed and raised his hand!

What he used in the ring today was a Tang sword.

But what appeared in his hand at this moment was a handle that was taller and longer than him!

The handle of the knife was extremely long, and the blade was even longer. The silvery cold light flashed sharply in the night. He stood there while holding it, and he showed an imposing manner that one man could stand against all others!

The senior brother in red stood with his sword horizontally, and with one movement, he cleared a small area of ​​​​empty space in front of the disciples of Hexu Shan Sect. He just slashed one person at a time, and stood up in a posture that was invincible.

Ning Chan also drew out her sword at the same time. She stood side by side with Duan Chongming, the anger on her face getting stronger.

"Do you want to fight? I want to see if Senior Brother Duan and I are here, who dares to touch our junior brothers and sisters today!"

*

Painting Tangshan, a dream in the gallery.

Yu Hulan walked expressionlessly through the sea of ​​flowers that had been burnt by both the Cage Fire and the Li Huo, and a layer of bright yellow Cage Fire slowly appeared on his fingertips.

That layer of caged fire was not to destroy anything, but to completely erase the traces of that layer on the sea of ​​flowers after passing through it like this.

Until it's so clean that it's as if nothing happened.

After doing all this, Yu Hulan's face revealed a touch of uncontrollable disgust.

Yes, what he cares more about than the sea of ​​flowers being burned and Huatang Mountain being invaded is that the holy and pure white paradise he built is contaminated with other atmospheres.

He didn't even want to reverse the Tangshan Formation, use the supreme spiritual method of Suzaku Wuji Realm to trace the source, outline the appearance of the intruder, and then issue a wanted order.

Every time he thought about it, he felt more disgusted.

It wasn't until all the traces were gone and covered up by his breath again that the deepest ferocity between Yu Hualan's brows slowly subsided.

Then he raised his sleeves, and the door to the gallery Youmeng opened in response.

Behind the door that Yubie opened at night were all his childish imaginations about home when he was four years old.

But in front of Yu Hualan, there was only a vast expanse of sky like white mist.

The white mist gathered, twisted, and finally outlined a human figure with blurred features.

Even though it's blurry, even if it's just an indistinguishable shadow, you can still completely see the gracefulness and elegance of that figure.

Yu Hualan's eyes lingered on that figure for a long time.

So the white mist continued to twist and change, trying to make the figure clearer and more concrete.

But in the end it failed.

That face became even blurrier than before.

It's so blurry that it's like being shrouded in a thick veil, and even the facial features can't stand out.

"Now that things have happened, I can't even remember your face." Yu Huilan paused for a long time, and finally sighed slowly: "It's been a long time, but I can't actually tell whether it's you who don't want to or it's me.

I really can’t remember.”

There is no answer.

The unclear fog he condensed couldn't answer him.

Nor could his memory answer him.

Or maybe, Yu Hualan didn't actually want any answer.

Yu Hulan raised his hand again. This time, his hand passed straight through the body of the mist, and finally stopped at the heart, and then gave it a heavy squeeze.

At this moment, the entire gallery Youmeng was filled with a demonic aura that was so strong that it reached the sky!

Immediately, the snow in Huatang Mountain flew all over the sky, getting bigger and faster, covering the sky and the sun, completely suppressing the evil spirit!

The process of rising and falling of demonic energy only takes a blink of an eye.

And Yu Hulan's expression also began to soften.

fine.

The seal showed no trace of being touched.

As long as he was not touched, Yu Bieye's desire to cause trouble would be like a gentle breeze, neither painful nor itchy to him.

So what if Yubie Ye found a few foreign aids from nowhere?

Can it still change the world?

Let him make trouble.

At most a few people will die.

He carefully used the cage fire to clean the entire gallery Youmeng again, then clapped his hands, turned around with satisfaction, and went down the mountain.

As the barrier opened and closed, the expression on Yu Hulan's face gradually relaxed, and finally settled on the gentle smile he always had when he appeared in front of everyone.

Huatang Mountain is always lingering in the night.

There is no problem with the seal, and Yu Hualan is in a good mood.

He didn't care much about what Yu Bieye did, but through this incident, the disciples of Shao He Zhiyuan turned the residences of all other disciples upside down, which made him very happy.

He was so happy that he even thought that when he saw Yu Bieye later, he might not be able to act more gently.

Although every time he saw his face, he could hardly suppress the violent emotions in his heart.

But when he did it, he would still deliberately avoid his face.

That face was too similar to his mother, but those eyes reminded him of someone else's face.

Yu Hualan thought like this and couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth, then raised her eyes inadvertently.
To be continued...