Deep in Thunder Burial Zone, Lu Fengyang and White Dragon Horse collided with Thunder Dragon King's corpse. The purple dragon corpse reflected thousands of thunder lights and swept towards the two of them quickly.
Fortunately, Fu Changqing arrived, the sun and moon joined together, and the two swords worked together to resist Dragon King's thunder.
White Dragon Horse got a breather and quickly ran back with the two of them.
However, the dragon corpse in the water continued to rise and fall, and the lightning became stronger and stronger. Seeing Sun-Moon Twin Swords being submerged by the lightning, the brilliant sword light struck down in the air.
"It's Master!"
Lu Fengyang was surprised and happy when he saw the sword intention.
When Master comes, everything will be safe.
The pure white sword's light was like a rainbow, and it cut through the Thunderbreaking Formation sea neatly and wiped out the Dragon King thunders one by one.
White Dragon Horse turned into thunder and lightning and led the two of them back to White Dragon Ship quickly.
"Let's go!"
Fu Changqing and Lu Fengyang swung their swords at the same time, Sword Qi hit the huge wave, and the momentum pushed White Dragon Ship to run away.
After everyone left, the power of Sword Saint's sword became three points stronger. The entire Thunder Burial Zone was stirred by the sword, and the dragon corpse sank toward the deep sea.
Roar--
The dragon corpse let out a faint roar, and the huge waves combined with the thunder to hit the sword rainbow, struggling hard.
Fu Henghua looked at the white rainbow in the sky, feeling a little more worried about the sword fighting in a few decades.
The sword has no eyes. The old man asked me to fight with Ai Yanchang. Isn't this harming me? Sword Dao kills so hard. Can I, a civilian actor, withstand it?
"Look, who is that?"
Fu Xuanxing pointed his sharp eyes at a man in red robes among the waves. He was holding a jade pot and was avoiding the lightning and waves.
"Should we save people?"
Fu Baimin said, planning to throw the dragon claw hook from the ship.
"Wait--"
Fu Yaozhen stopped him, looked at the man and said, "He is from the Devil Palace."
Devil Palace?
Fang Dongyuan's heart skipped a beat and he looked at Fu Yaozhen.
The girl shook her head slightly, "I'm not looking for you."
"It's to stir up North Sea and trick us, right?" Fu Tongjun saw the "Sea-Roiling Gourd" in his hand and said in disgust.
Fu Henghua nodded. "Devil Palace's back-up, don't worry, let's evacuate immediately."
White Dragon Ship accelerates away from Thunder Burial Zone.
Sword Saint Hongguang no longer had any scruples, and with a sweep of white sword light, the demon was killed on the spot.
Zhang Yue noticed the death of the disciple, and his expression suddenly changed.
He barely managed to cope with the heavy attacks fed back by the death mirror, but Twelve Yuan Chen's physical signs made him quite uncomfortable. Lamb legs and pig feet appeared on his lower body.
Looking at the North Sea, when he realized that Central Heaven Sword Saint's sword intent was hanging over Thunder Burial Zone, he didn't care to continue cleaning the fur signs on his body.
Sitting there blankly, Zhang Yue let out a long sigh, as if his energy and energy had been completely drained.
"After all... there are tribulation immortals in the immortal way."
In terms of divination, calculation, layout and planning, I am better than Fu Danwei.
Zhang Yue was confident that Fu Danwei couldn't see through the "death mirror" he had reserved, so he sent people secretly to Thunder Burial Zone in an attempt to alarm the dragon corpse and completely destroy the group.
But what if Fu Danwei doesn't count?
As long as he knows that he has a plan for his grandson and invites a Tribulation Immortal, all his plans will be in vain in the end.
"If Your Majesty is here, I can also ask Your Majesty to help prevent interference from the Tribulation Immortal level. But now..."
No matter how many calculations are made, one Tribulation Immortal will end up, and everything will be in vain.
But soon, he cheered up again.
"The Immortals are insidious and vicious, and they intend to destroy me Profound Palace. So what if they have Tribulation Immortals? We must fight for our lives!"
After the Devil Palace was destroyed and rebuilt, after hundreds of years of hiding in Tibet, Zhang Yue finally understood the conspiracy of the immortal way.
This is a trap that has been planned for thousands of years and woven with a long Years and Moons.
Starting from Continent Overturning, the immortal way has decided to clean up the evil way from Donglai's Ten Thousand Isles.
Since the rise of Profound Emperor, he has fallen into the calculations of the Immortal Dao. If you think about it carefully, Profound Emperor received the support of many immortal families when he was young. When Profound Emperor unified the major demon sects, no Tribulation Immortal from the Immortal Dao came forward to stop and cause trouble.
Mystic Radiance Palace was successfully completed, and under the leadership of Profound Emperor and Empress Xuan, all the demon sects were unified.
During that time, Profound Palace relied on centralization to unite the demonic forces and resist the various immortal factions. Purple Sovereign Pavilion and Jade Sage Pavilion also had to retreat.
"In fact, it was already highlighted during that period, but we didn't pay attention to it, thinking that after the transition period, the next generation would grow up."
Zhang Yue Looking back on that time, I secretly regretted it.
With the unification of various sects by the Profound Palace, the number of demonic tribulation immortals has been slow to increase.
After Continent Overturning, the remaining tribulation immortals of the major demon sects were suppressed by Profound Emperor, and died in depression one by one.
When Empress Xuan was tied up by Three Calamities Tribulation, Profound Palace was the only one to rob the immortal, Profound Emperor.
At this point, Tu Qiong saw that the immortal way finally showed its fangs.
Several Feather-Immortal Realm Tribulation Immortals came to attack the house together, and without help, Profound Emperor was trapped.
Then, all the elders Supreme Realm were tried to redeem them by Seven Star Disciples of the Heavenly Yi Sect.
After Empress Xuan died, several important strongholds such as Myriad-Illusion Island were eliminated one by one. Other Profound Palace masters were also forced to reincarnate or flee for their lives by the immortal way.
When only the Profound Palace main altar was left, all the immortal sects led fellow practitioners from all over the world to besiege it.
Mysterious Bright Demon Palace was eventually eradicated.
And this is not the end.
Zhang Yue knows that eight hundred years after the Heavenly Yi Sect Seven Sons planned, even the opportunity for the Profound Palace's revival is clear. What they want is to completely destroy Profound Palace in the current era, leaving Donglai's Ten Thousand Isles as the only immortal cultivator left.
"Talent is divided into yin and yang, and only then can there be a distinction between right and wrong. How can it be so easy for you to go against the grain and try to completely destroy our way?"
Immortals and demons coexist, yin and yang coexist.
This is Zhang Yue's confidence in maintaining the heritage of the Profound Palace.
He believes that as long as Profound Palace has another Tribulation Immortal born, everything will get better.
But now, looking at the rabbit tail, tiger whiskers, rat hair, and ox horns on his body, he was filled with anger and fear.
He has already started to attack himself!
The future you foresee is very likely to come true!
Under the protection of Sword Saint, White Dragon Ship successfully returned to the North Sea.
Everyone breathed a long sigh of relief, Fu Yaozhen waited to see the fate, Fu Henghua, Fu Pengming deduced the secret, and then they were completely relieved.
"It's safe."
White Dragon Ship drifted to the reef island to anchor and rest.
At this time, fragrant wind and white clouds drifted in from a distance.
Fu Henghua's expression changed at first, and then he saw the surprised Fu Xiangfeng on the other side of the boat.
The two looked at each other: No, grandma is here!
In the distance, white clouds and fragrant chariots are flying quickly.
Mu Shengtian was lured away by people sent by Zhang Yue. It took a day to kill those demon cubs, and there were still some blood stains around the incense car.
When she saw White Dragon Ship and Fu Henghua's group, her expression suddenly changed.
"Fenglai is so old and confused? He let little babies like you come here? Where are Ying Gu, Yong Bao, Yi Fu and the others?"
She originally thought that her sons and nephews would help the girl escape.
Unexpectedly, it was the grandchildren who contributed. Except for Fu Xiangfeng, the oldest Fu Yaozhen was less than one hundred years old by the adult standard of Spiritfolk.
What about the adults?
What to eat?
"Mother."
Fu Changqing hurriedly stepped forward, and Fu Henghua everyone did not dare to neglect and rushed forward one after another.
Fu Xuanxing and Shu Tianci were sitting at the stern of the boat chatting about swordsmanship. When they saw an old woman wearing crane clothes and cloud clothes sitting on the incense cart, they quickly got up.
Mu Shengtian parked the incense cart in the air, stepped down on the auspicious clouds, and fell into White Dragon Ship.
After looking at all the grandchildren, she looked at Fang Dongyuan, Fu Xuanxing, Lu Fengyang, and Shu Tianci.
Towards the Sword Immortal Continent, the old woman looked cold and squinted in thought.
Shu Tianci glanced at the senior brother beside him and silently took three steps back.
"Mother," Fu Changqing stepped forward again, supported her, and pointed at Fang Dongyuan and Fu Xuanxing, "Look."
Knowing that she was helping Lu Fengyang out of trouble, the old woman hummed. "I'm not blind, I can see."
Fang Dongyuan is his godson, and he looks very much like his godson. Mu Shengtian loves the house and the bird, with a sense of affection.
Available Fu Xuanxing--
When she noticed the scabbard and Dragon-Subduing Sword, she unconsciously thought of her son's death.
If my son and Fenglai hadn't saved the child back then, with the scabbard and jade sword in hand, what would have happened in that battle more than thirty years ago?
Thinking of this, she felt resentful towards Fu Xuanxing.
But after all, he was the "godson" recognized by his son, and his son died because of it. How could she torture Fu Xuanxing?
"Grandma, we met the murderer of my father and mother not long ago."
Fu Henghua tells about Jiao Ziyuan and Zhong Congmei. Hearing that Jiao Ziyuan plotted against his son, Mu Shengtian's eyes flashed with cold light and fierceness.
"Have you killed him?"
"Kill. Not only that, their souls cannot return to Starry Heaven, and they will never be reincarnated."
The energy used by the death mirror to reflect all attacks is the soul True Spirit Realm. Through Jiao Ziyuan, the soul is scattered, extracting the power of the natal star, and restoring all attacks within three days.
When two Dead Mirror Art are successfully performed, there is no possibility of their souls being reunited.
The old woman nodded.
"Well done."
"It's windy outside, let's not talk outside. Grandma, now that my aunt is out of trouble, don't be sad on this big day." Fu Pengming and Fu Baimin looked at each other, and deliberately jumped out to play tricks, which made the old woman feel relieved again, and everyone entered the boat together.
Look at Fang Dongyuan and Fu Xuanxing, who are so reserved. She is trying her best to put on a friendly face:
"You can follow Heng Hua and the others and call me 'grandma'."
Fang Dongyuan Between the eyebrows, you can see the image of your father.
Thinking of the handsome young man who called him "godmother" back then, Mu Shengtian sighed in his heart.
What a pity, God is jealous of Yingcai, that child died too early.
Seeing Fu Yaozhen standing next to Fang Dongyuan, her heart moved and she began to think about it secretly.
Fu Yaozhen saw her glance at Fang Dongyuan and then at him, feeling something bad in her heart.
The old lady's problem has happened again!
However, due to the large number of people, the old lady did not speak out in public and kept the matter in her heart secretly.
Fu Henghua Seeing the old lady deep in thought, he immediately understood that she must not have good intentions in mind.
To avoid involving himself, Fu Henghua immediately ordered Xiaoyu to watch the tea.
Seeing Xiaoyu's elegant demeanor, Mu Shengtian's eyes moved again.
"Speaking of which, you have been with Heng Hua for quite some time."
Xiaoyu secretly thought something was wrong, and was about to express his refusal when Fu Henghua said first, "Sister Xiaoyu has been coming to our house since I was born. In terms of age, she is almost at the age of leaving the government. If you see someone who is handsome, you might as well make peace with her? The old man of the family will think about it and select a suitable candidate from among his disciples."
"Those of his disciples are either too old or have poor foundation. They are not worthy of Xiaoyu girl."
Mu Shengtian recalled that the handsome boy he knew was not very suitable for Xiaoyu.
In the blink of an eye, she saw Hengshou hiding behind the crowd, and she asked with a smile, "You don't have any ideas?"
Hengshou was not allowed to sail the boat by himself in Fu Henghua, and Xiaoyu was left to serve tea, so we knew that he had no good intentions and planned to let the two of him help Fu Family's group of people avoid disaster.
He said dullly, "I'm young, I don't want to think about this, cultivation is more important."
"That's right. There's no rush. After all, I'm not even a hundred years old."
"That's what grandma said."
Fu Pengming said with a smile, "We are still young, but you should think more about the marriage of the third brother. I think the three sisters Yang Family are too troublesome. How about you find a suitable one?"
"You little guy."
Mu Shengtian laughed and cursed, "Look back, first find someone who can control you, a tough guy like you."
"Come on, let's talk about it after we are three to five hundred years old."
Spiritfolk has a lifespan of eight hundred or a thousand years. Even if the cultivator Aristocratic Clan is looking for dao companion, most people start to choose after they are three to five hundred years old.
Like Mu Shengtian, grandchildren who start searching before they reach adulthood are truly a minority among the minority.