Black dark clouds hovered in the night sky, and the sky was dark and as if it was about to press down on the ground. The raindrops falling from the sky rolled over the vast earth in the sound of the roaring wind.

In the wilderness, there is no place in front of the village and behind it. There is only a vast road extending from the distance, and then extending alone to the distance.

In the dark clouds in the night sky, there was a low thunder sound, like a monster's roar. The rain between heaven and earth gradually became heavier, and the raindrops as big as beans kept hitting the banana trees beside the ancient road, making rustling sounds.

The earth is solemn. In the wilderness, except for the sound of wind and rain, it is pitch black everywhere. Only on the edge of the ancient road is a light lit up alone, with some light that is pale yellow.

This is a small wilderness shop. The owner's surname is Meng. He is an old man in his early seventies. He was born in the outer city of Xianjing two days away. A few years ago, because his family was in ruins, he was forced by his creditor to mortgage all his property and pay off his debts. He used the remaining money to build a simple house in this remote place and next to the ancient road. He provided a place for pedestrians and merchants to drink and rest, so as to make some hard money. Although he was over 70 years old and his hair and beard were white, his body was still very strong and his movements were as smart as a young man. At this time, he was sitting behind the counter of his own store and fiddling with his abacus quickly.

His small shop is located between Xianjing and an ancient mountain in the east. The ancient road outside the gate is the only place to lead to Xianjing in the east of the fairy world. The east has always been desolate and not as prosperous as the west, but there are also many merchants from Eastern towns passing by to Xianjing to do business.

It was four months after the Battle of the Horse Riding Farm, and it was the harsh winter season. The rainy weather in the past few days has made the shop's business quite bleak. At present, on this stormy night, there is not a single customer in this wilderness shop.

Lao Meng fiddled with the abacus and frowned. He hadn't received a few guests in a row. If this continues, the family will almost lose its pot. He sighed, turned his head and looked at the door curtain behind him. His wife behind the door curtain was snoring slightly.

The sound of wind and rain outside the house was tightened, as if it was choking. It seemed that there would be no guests coming this night. Lao Meng thought so, stood up, picked up an oil lamp on the counter, and was about to go to close the door and go to bed, but he might as well be shocked by the two people who suddenly appeared at the door.

These two people appeared without warning, as if they were blown in by the wind.

Lao Meng was delighted and knew that a guest was coming. He raised the oil lamp and looked at the two men carefully, but he looked surprised. The two men came in, one man and one woman, with a handsome and cold face, wearing an expensive brocade silk robe, and a long sword on their waists. The woman was very young and beautiful, like a fairy, with long blue shawl hair and a pair of blue eyes. What surprised him even more was that the two men appeared in the wind and rain, and they didn't see them carrying an umbrella, but they didn't touch any rain.

The young man entered the door, found an empty seat to sit down, looked around the room for a few glances, frowned, and saw the owner of the shop opening his eyes wide and staring there, not coming up to greet him, and he couldn't help but cover his mouth and cough a few times.

"Crack!"

The oil lamp in Lao Meng's hand made a slight burst sound, awakening the old man from his surprise. He shook his head vigorously, thinking about a pair of handsome men and women, who were afraid that the children of the officials in Xianjing would be tired of the life of glory and wealth, and ran to the wilderness to have fun, and did not want to be trapped here by the wind and rain. Thinking of this, he walked to the young man with the oil lamp and smiled: "Young master, Miss, do you want to drink tea or drink wine?"

The girl sat down beside the young man, holding her cheeks in her hands, looked at Lao Meng with anger, and said, "Of course I'm drinking tea."

Lao Meng nodded quickly and turned around to pour tea.

The young man glanced at the girl, a wry smile appeared on his cold handsome face, and said, "Fia, your temper is getting bigger and bigger."

The girl glared at him and said angrily: "It's all you, I'll take you around in this wilderness, but I can't even tell the difference between the south, south, west and north."

The young man was furious and seemed to be afraid of the woman. He muttered in a low voice: "It's no wonder that you brother, I am. It's the first time I'm here to Brahma, so it's normal for me to get lost." Speaking of this, his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something, and he smiled and said, "By the way, we can ask the boss here, he must know where this place is."

A hint of joy flashed through the girl's eyes. Without waiting for the man to make any moves, she stood up and asked loudly at Lao Meng who was walking over with tea, "Old man, what is this place?"

Lao Meng was stunned when he heard this, put the tea on the table, and smiled and said, "Miss, this is Gulang Mountain. This place is only twenty miles away from Xianjing. I think you should go back tomorrow morning." It turns out that he thought that this man and a woman were noble children in Xianjing, so he kindly reminded him.

"Gulangshan?" The girl murmured and shook her head in confusion. Suddenly, she looked up at Lao Meng and said strangely: "Go back? Where are you going?"

Old Meng was stunned when he heard this. He looked at the girl's puzzled expression, and knew that he had said something inappropriate. He said a little apologetically: "I have lost my words. How dare you ask the two guests who are from Xianjing?"

"Where is Xianjing?" the girl seemed to know nothing, and said blankly with a pair of doubtful blue eyes.

Lao Meng was stunned for a while, thinking that people who had never even heard of Xianjing were strange. Just as he was about to explain, he heard the young man suddenly talk to him: "Boss, you just said Xianjing, is this the fairy world?"

Lao Meng felt that the couple became more and more strange, so he nodded, thinking that it seemed better to talk less.

The man and woman came to Brahma from Jiutian to look for Yang Tianxing. The two of them walked through the passage to Brahma, but they didn't know where they were. They didn't meet anyone on the way, so they had to wander around in the wilderness. After several months, they finally got here and found the shop, so they walked in.

Seeing Kriman frowned without saying a word, Gofiya was surprised and leaned closer and said, "Brother, do you know where this is?"

Kriman looked up at her, shook his head, picked up the teacup in front of him and drank it gently, and said lightly: "I don't know very well, I only know that this is the fairy world. It seems that there are six realms in Brahma. I don't know where that boy Yang Tianxing is."

"Yang Tianxing?" Lao Meng exclaimed in surprise when he heard this.

Kriman and Gofia turned their heads to look at him at the same time, and said happily: "Do you know him?"

Lao Meng took a deep breath and his expression was quite solemn. Looking at the stormy night outside the door, he nodded first, then shook his head and sighed: "How can I, a bad old man who opened a store, be blessed to know him?"

"Old man?" Kriman and Gofia said in surprise with confusion. In their impression, if Yang Tianxing was also old, there would be few young people in the world.

Lao Meng glanced at them, but didn't know what he said wrong. He immediately said with a hint of excitement in his eyes and said to himself: "When it comes to Yang Tianxing, he is famous, and there are not many people in the world who don't know. He is the brother of the Demon Emperor Han Yixiao, and he is also one of the seven masters of our Brahma. It is said that even the Buddha of the Buddha in the Buddha Realm was defeated by him and burned the Buddha Realm's holy land, Xitian Lingshan." Speaking of this, he looked reverent.

Kriman and Gofia looked at each other blankly and saw the surprise in each other's eyes. Gofia's fair and delicate face even showed a faint blush. Kriman shook his head and thought to himself, this girl was almost a scheming girl.

The next moment, Gofiya's anxious voice came from the room: "Boss, do you know where others are?"

Lao Meng smiled bitterly and said, "Miss is joking. He has the ability to escape from the sky and the earth. His whereabouts are floating. How could I know where he is? However, he and the Demon Emperor Han Yixiao are brothers. I am afraid he is in the Demon Realm at this moment." After that, he shook his head and walked back to the counter. The dim light shone a little desolate on his slightly hunched back.

Gofia was silent for a while, suddenly snatched the teacup in Kriman's hand and said excitedly: "Brother, let's go to the Demon Realm."

Kriman smiled bitterly and said, "Do you know how to go to the Demon Realm?"

Gofiya was stunned, and a disappointed expression appeared on her face.

Kriman looked at the dark night outside the door, and said lightly: "Don't worry, since you know that boy is in the Demon Realm, it's not too late to find him tomorrow... Alas, the tea here is so delicious! My father-in-law, give me another cup."

Gofia looked at Kreman, who was intoxicated by the fragrance of tea, so angry that she couldn't speak.

After a while, Kriman had drunk seven or eight cups of hot tea in succession. Then he looked at Gofiya, who was sulking, shook his head, and smiled at Lao Meng, who had begun to doze on the counter at some point, and said, "This father-in-law!"

Lao Meng woke up in shock, glanced at the empty room, looked at Kriman, and said, "Young Master, do you still want tea?"

Kriman smiled and shook his head, saying, "No. I want to ask you something."

Lao Meng rubbed his sleepy eyes and raised his spirits and smiled: "Young Master, I know a little bit about this world." This is not his bragging. The merchants who usually come and go gather in his small shop. When they are bored, they often talk about things in the world. After hearing a lot, he naturally understands a lot.

Kriman pondered for a moment and said, "What I want to ask is exactly what is happening in the world. Has there something big happened in Brahma recently?"

Lao Meng thought for a while and said, "In recent months, it has been very calm. All major forces seem to be resting and recuperating. Even the powerful demon world has changed its domineering state several months ago, and there is no movement. The great masters of the world seem to have disappeared. I only heard that since Yang Tianxing burned the Xitian Lingshan Mountain, the Buddha Tathagata and several Bodhisattvas have disappeared. The Buddha world is in a state of out of control, thieves are rampant, and countless people are robbing their families and robbing the houses and robbing the people. Many of the people in the Buddha world have fled to our fairy world to take refuge. However, they do not know that the fairy world is also a clay bodhisattva crossing the river and cannot protect themselves. If Tiandaoqi had not fought in Yinshan to block Han Yixiao, I was afraid that the fairy world would have become the territory of the demon world."

Kriman was silent when he heard this, his ears moved slightly, and he stopped talking. As for Gofiya, she was even more indifferent to these so-called affairs in the world, and she devoted her whole thoughts to how to find Yang Tianxing.

At this time, Lao Meng seemed to have been rattled, and regardless of whether others like to listen or not, he continued, "But then, it is my fault that I have come to this point. No wonder the demon world. Today's immortal emperor is incompetent, and the ministers in the fairy court are suspicious of each other and compete for power and profit. Several treacherous ministers have successively produced a series of traitors, making a mess of Lingxiao City a mess. Hey, speaking of this, these things have nothing to do with us ordinary people, but the world is made of smoky by them, but the poor people are suffering. When the world is in chaos, the people will not have a good life...ah!" Afterwards, his words stopped, and the last exclamation was obviously a hint of fear.

It turned out that while he was talking, a group of people appeared from the wind and rain, standing at the door of the shop.

Logically speaking, Lao Meng should be happy if there are guests, but he can't be happy now, and even his body began to tremble, his eyes full of horror.

There were eight people in this group, all in black uniforms. Only the person in the lead wore an iron bronze mask, wrapped a face tightly, revealing only two black eyes. This person is tall and strong, with a disheveled hair, very long hands and feet, wearing a weird black robe, and a white sun embroidered on his chest, which looks very dazzling, and his whole body exudes an evil aura.

What frightened Lao Meng was not the strange appearance of these people, but the heads in their hands. A group of eight people, except for the person in the head, the other seven men in black each held a bloody head in their hands. The head was extremely terrifying, with blood bleeding in seven orifices and distorted faces. Five deep holes appeared on the cover of the Tianling of each person's head, with white brains and deep red blood flowing out, dripping on the ground bit by bit.

The seven men in black all had expressionless expressions, and their faces showed a pale pale look that had not been seen in the sky for many years, as if they were carrying bags that were not human heads, but carrying them with them. The strange man in the head was covered with a mask and could not see any expression, but the naked eyes were extremely sharp. After glanced at the three people in the room, he sat on a table next to Kreman without saying a word.

On this stormy night, a head suddenly appeared in a small shop in the barren mountain. No wonder Lao Meng was scared like that.

Kriman seemed calm and seemed to have known about the appearance of these people for a long time. However, he seemed quite concerned about the bronze man in the lead, glanced at him lightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Get wine!" A thick sound came from the bronze man's mouth, as heavy as a stone.

Lao Meng took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and spoke, but suddenly found that his voice was hoarse at some point: "Just, please wait, please wait, all the guests."

"Ah!" At this moment, a sudden scream sounded in the room, but Gefeiya looked at the men in black in horror at some point, staring at the bloody heads of the people, her pretty face turned pale.

"Hmph!" A cold snorted from the mouth of a man in black, like thunder.

The seven men in black did not sit down, but stood quietly behind the bronze man. The cold snorted suddenly, and I don’t know who was the one who sent it.

Kriman frowned, looked at the frightened Gofia and said lightly: "Fia, if I'm here, don't be afraid!"

At this time, Gofiya had turned her head and stopped looking at those heads, but her face was still pale. As the saint of the Angel Kingdom, she usually avoided blood and never saw such a terrifying scene.

"Your Excellency, what a big tone!" One of the men in black slowly walked to Kreman in a sarcastic tone. A pale face was covered with a faint green light. The head in his hand waved and waved with his steps. The two prominent eyes were wide open, and a sense of fear was revealed inside, and he would not want to rest until he died.

The other men in black just watched quietly, and no one came out to stop them. They all showed a look of "Boy, you are looking for death!" on their faces.

The bronze man lowered his head, and didn't even look at it, as if he was thinking about something.

Kriman looked up at the man in black in front of him, a sneer raised at the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "Your tone seems to be bigger, I don't know where it comes from?" As he spoke, his hand was quietly pressed on the hilt of the sword, and the murderous intent in his eyes flashed away.

The man in black laughed wildly, his face looked a little hideous under the light. He looked at Kreman and shouted: "Boy, it's okay to tell you, anyway, this world will be..."

"Qinghu, you have said too much." A faint voice came from the bronze man's mouth. It was not loud, but it had a deep majesty.

The man in black named Qinghu immediately stopped hearing this, as if he was extremely afraid of the bronze man.

Kriman looked at the bronze man, and a look of vigilance flashed in his eyes. This bronze man gave him a profound feeling. With Kriman's cultivation level, this feeling would be enough to show the strength of the bronze man. Moreover, not only the bronze man, the seven men in black he brought were all mysterious, making people unable to see through their true strength. But Kriman knew that none of these people were easy to mess with.

At this time, Lao Meng walked over with a large jar of wine, and he was afraid of being too nervous. He was walking. His feet tripped on a bench and his body staggered. The wine jar in his hand slid down suddenly, and it was about to fall to the ground.

I didn't see how the Bronze Man acted, but I saw that the wine jar seemed to be lifted up by an invisible force and flew to the table in front of the Bronze Man.

On the other side, Lao Meng fell firmly, and after a while, he staggered up, looking at the bronze man in fear, his feet trembled slightly without control.

"Old guy..." The man in black named Qinghu, standing in front of Kriman, suddenly groaned and raised his hand to shoot a green light at Lao Meng. The green light was so fast that it was faintly mixed with the sound of wind and thunder.

Lao Meng was stunned and watched the green light shoot at his chest but didn't move.

At this moment, a silver-white sword light suddenly lit up, blocking the green light from the oblique thorn.

After a light sound, Qinghu staggered back two steps, his face becoming more pale.

Over there, Kriman casually took back the Ice Sword, expressionless, as if nothing had happened.

Suddenly, the men in black were stunned, and even the bronze man couldn't help but look at Kriman.

The smell of blood in the air seemed to be a little heavier.

Qinghu was stunned and seemed to have not fully reacted.

"Good skills!" The Bronze Man looked at Kriman and said lightly. At this moment, white light seemed to emerge from his bronze mask.

Kriman curled his lips and replied faintly: "Excessive!"

At this time, a roar suddenly sounded in the room, but Qinghu finally came to his senses and pounced towards Kriman unwillingly. He saw that where his shoulders were shaking, two big red swords suddenly flew out from behind, and immediately turned into two bloody rainbows. The dragon mateed and soared from behind, and shot towards Kriman in the face like a lightning.

The Qinghu and Kreman were only a few feet apart. In just a blink of an eye, the long rainbows turned into by the two big swords arrived in front of Kreman's eyes, and blood was splattering everywhere.

Gofia screamed, frightened to the point of being dismal.
To be continued...