When Tiena came to Honggu again, sixty years had passed, and the years had not left too many traces on him. Now he seems to be only in his thirties or forties. Tiena himself knew that the innate Qigong he practiced played a great role in maintaining his current appearance, but more importantly, the persistence in his heart. The obsession brought by hatred was the key to supporting him along the way and becoming a master with all his own knowledge.

He stood on the top of the mountain on the side of the valley, staring up at the night sky. It was a bloody moon. The dark red moonlight shone on the earth, reflecting the red grass on the ground, as if it brought him back to sixty years ago.

On that day sixty years ago, the setting sun was as bloody.

The whole earth was also bloody, not because of the setting sun, but because the real blood dyed the grass red.

The crows flew over low, their claws and beaks were stained with bright red. At this moment, they were looking down at the countless corpses under their wings, looking for the best place to enjoy this overly sumptuous meal.

Tie Na was lying among the dead, staring at the group of crows above his head with his eyes squinted. Just like the crows, he was also looking for the best opportunity to replenish his strength that kept flowing with the blood.

The crows had not yet flew down, they were waiting. The victor had just left, and from a distance, you could still see the bright yellow flag rolling in the bloody air.

Tienna's ostentatious light was also looking at the big banner. With his sharp eagle-like eyes, he could even see the same bright yellow figure under the big banner.

Suddenly, a crow couldn't help it, left the army and flew straight toward the Tiena. Before it arrived, it saw the sharp eyes of the man who was supposed to be a corpse. He quickly flapped his wings and wanted to fly. But it was too late, and a blood-stained hand quickly and accurately strangled its throat.

Tie Na succeeded, subconsciously, he opened his eyes and looked at the bright yellow figure. Almost at the same time, the bright yellow figure turned over.

"Emperor?" A middle-aged man in a Taoist priest looked back suddenly when he saw the young man in a dragon robe beside him.

"Why do I feel that I still have a living habit?" Su Chi looked back and said in confusion. His two sword eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Your Majesty is too worried, and you have also seen that in the face of their overwhelming power, there are not many people who can leave their entire corpses. How come there will be a living thing?" The Taoist priest looked bleak, and he seemed to remember the battle that was more appropriate for the massacre just now.

"Maybe I'm too worried." Su Chi looked at a crow flying from a distance, sighed and shook his head and said lightly.

"The emperor has been working too hard these days. After today, the emperor must not have to worry so much." The Taoist priest sighed.

"I know that you monks are compassionate. If you blame me, it is also necessary. But I have my difficulties. For the people of the world and the country of the Han family, I can only do this. I promise you that there will be no next time." Su Chi said sadly.

"I hope so too. After this battle, the Golden Wolf Kingdom may no longer be called a country. However, compared to their trampling on the people of Middle-earth, I don't want to see those things coming back to the world." The Taoist priest said lightly.

Su Chi did not answer, but just watched the flag on his head rolling in the bloody sky. The big word "Ming" is his life glory, and at the same time, it will also be his life shackles.

Tie Na was also looking at the banner. He bit his arm tightly, so that it could alleviate the trembling caused by hatred.

The sunset finally ended, and the afterglow of the setting sun stubbornly guarded the last bright red in the sky. However, the arrival of the night was so unstoppable, and the stars appeared in the night sky as if echoing the red that was about to fall.

Su Chi, Taoist priests, and Tiena couldn't help but look at the sky. From then on, they had never seen such a beautiful and deep night sky again.

And this grassland stained with blood, since then, has grown all blood-red. Because it is a rare valley oasis in the desert, after many years, it has a very beautiful name here - Red Valley.

"Blood Moon, whenever this red moon appears in the sky, those evil and crooked things can't help but come out to move."

Tiena's thoughts were interrupted by this sentence.

"In this way, will the Taoist priest come out to eliminate the devil and defend the Dao?" As if he had known someone had come, Tiena just smiled slightly, turned around, and said to the person behind him.

"Wu Han was joking." The person who came was an old Taoist with white hair and beard. His pure white Taoist robe and the white whisk he held were in sharp contrast with the iron port in black outfit.

"Ben Khan never jokes, nor does he want to fight against you, a monk. Since you are here, this battle is inevitable. Stop talking nonsense. Take action." Tie Na waved his hand and interrupted the old Taoist who was about to continue speaking, and said sternly.

"Wu Khan misunderstood." The old Taoist still looked calm, and a smile appeared on his quaint face.

"I am here tonight, not to compete with Wu Khan for this long and short period of time. But to persuade Wu Khan to give up this idea."

"Do you think I will listen to your advice?" Seeing this, Tiena said with a cold smile on his lips.

"How could you know if you don't try it?"

"It's useless to say more, I'm sure to win tonight." Tiena said with a whisper.

"Ah... since this, I have to take action, but I still want to persuade Wu Han to say the last sentence. Wu Han really hopes that the tragedy sixty years ago will come back to the world again. What's more, this is just a legend..."

"Shut up! You are a monk after all, and you can also say it is a tragedy on earth. Open your compassionate eyes and look at the grass below. Why are they red? Legend? Is it a legend that happened sixty years ago? Don't pretend to be compassionate to scare me. After Jiazi, Chunyang appeared. If you don't say this horoscope, everyone in the world knows that it is probably almost the same. Although I am not as proficient in Huang Lao's art, do you think I really can't figure out that today is the day of Chunyang?"

The old Taoist was so blocked by these words that he couldn't say a word. He knew in his heart that what happened sixty years ago was his fault. Now he really couldn't find any reason to refute the person in front of him who was blinded by hatred.

There is only one thing to do.

A thought flashed through his mind and said softly: "I offended." He swung his left hand behind the dust, slapped out his right hand, and took Tie's back.

Since Tienna is known as Wu Khan, there is no need to say much about his cultivation over the years. As soon as the old Taoist started, he instinctively felt, and his body shook, avoiding the old Taoist's snatching palm.

"I just said, it's better to do it as soon as I come up, why bother so much?" After a flash of palm, Tiena smiled long. As his body swayed, he rubbed his body up, used his fists, palms and fingers together, and attacked the old Taoist like a storm.

The old Taoist did not panic if he failed the attack. Instead, he smiled slightly. Facing Tiena's attack, he pulled out the whisk behind him without retreating but advancing and met him.

Smack sex!!

The sound of fists and palms interweaving continued to sound. In an instant, the two of them had already passed many moves, and they saw two figures of white and black constantly intersecting.

After a while, the two of them shouted apart.

"Wu Han is indeed well-known, I admire him." The old Taoist still kept a smile on his face, but the whisk in his hand was broken, leaving only a wooden handle, which was somewhat funny.

"You are not bad either." Tiena said with his hands in his arms and slanted. However, if someone stood behind him at this moment, he would definitely see his hands trembling behind him.

"What's next? Are you going to play the real thing?" Tiena moved his hands, and the numbness was gradually disappearing.

"Wu Khan is interested, so I have to accompany you." The old Dao smiled.

"Hmph, then come on." Tiena snorted coldly, and when the yellow light flashed in his hand, there was a long sword with a golden light.

"Please give me advice." The old Taoist bowed his head, and then a white light flashed from his right hand, and an ancient long sword was transformed out of thin air.

Tiena's expression became serious, and he naturally recognized the sword. In the red valley under his feet, there were definitely not a few dead souls who died under this sword.

Although the old Taoist smiled, his heart was not as relaxed as it looked on his face. For sixty years, this Tienna and his Wu Khan Palace have risen in the entire cultivation world like comets. Judging from the tentative attack just now, this person is definitely not a person with a reputation.

Just when the two of them were about to lock each other, the sky and the earth suddenly turned dark. Looking up, the stars and moons were indeed gone, and a black cloud covered the entire sky. Both of them were shocked, but this was not over. Before the two of them could react, a light broke through the dark clouds and shot down.

Both of them took away all the fortunes of the world, and they were stunned for a moment and then reacted.

"The time of pure yang!"

This thought flashed through the two of them almost at the same time. Immediately afterwards, the two of them felt something falling out of the dark clouds with the light.

"Wooah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

The sound came out of the beam.

The two of them looked at each other unconsciously, and at the same time they rose up, stepped on their respective weapons, and headed straight for the source of the sound.

When the two flew into the air, the light that broke through the clouds disappeared, and the moon gradually became brighter and thinner in the night sky. Unlike before, there was one more person in the air, a person who kept screaming and rolling.

Two rays of light, one white and one yellow, were almost heading towards the person in the air.

At this time, both of them had seen clearly that it was a young man in a weird outfit. His frightened eyes became even more frightened after seeing the two of them.

"You can't let this old Taoist take the lead." Tie Na looked at the old Taoist who was faster than him and walked away with Yi Suinian, and had already made a move.

Little did he know that the old Taoist was already guarding against him. Just as he took action, the old Taoist suddenly stopped in the air and avoided the attack.

Although he is temporarily leading, Tienna is really not happy but surprised. If a master fights, he will be at a disadvantage if he is not careful, not to mention that his plan is completely predicted by the enemy.

When he suddenly looked back, the old Taoist had already jumped into the air, and the long sword that had been under his feet was now shining brightly and was shooting towards him at accelerating.

Although he was so angry that he was full of grudges, Tien Na still had to take over this attack that brought together a lot of skill in the old Taoist.

With a loud bang, Tiena's fist connected to the tip of the sword.

Involuntarily, Tiena was blown away from the track.

"No!" Tiena spitted out a mouthful of blood, and watched the distance between him and the man be widened and shouted heart-wrenchingly.

The old Taoist saw the iron cap flying out like a kite with broken string, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This blow was a work that condensed his life's hard work. If it didn't work, he really had no choice.

Unexpectedly, he had just breathed a sigh of relief and saw a scene that made his soul fly out of the sky.

While Tiena was constantly flying to the side, he threw out something and shot at the young man who was still rolling in the air like an arrow.

"No!" The old Taoist blurted out. However, at this moment, he was powerless to stop him. He could only watch the young man being hit.

"Haha, what I can't get, it's worth destroying him." Tiena spit out a mouthful of blood again, and looked at the young man no longer moving, and laughed wildly and flew away.

For three days, Jiuyun has been a little depressed.

Since the night three days ago, the head master brought back a boy who looked like a dead body, he has never left the quiet room.

The first day and night were to protect the Dharma for the head master. In the next two days, he was ordered to stay here.

"If he wakes up, he will repay me as soon as possible."

This is the order he received.

"I'm not doing anything at all, okay? The third senior brother asked me to go down the mountain together tomorrow. I heard that a opera troupe came to the town, which was so beautiful." While muttering, Jiuyun looked at Shichen, and another whole hour passed. Then he pushed open the door and entered the room like a routine.

As soon as he entered the room, he looked at the bed first. When he saw it, he was shocked. He was originally lying on the bed alone, but now it was empty.

With a sudden excitement, Jiu Yun immediately looked around and found a person standing in front of the window. Hearing him come in and looking back at him.
Chapter completed!