The change in the light curtain attracted everyone's attention as soon as possible.

They remember Gu Feng for almost a year, and the Kunlun Mirror has been operating well. Even after the Chaos Divine Refining Array was broken by Xiao Liyang's three women, they still ignored the son of a certain fortune.

Very individual!

But now, the light and shadow scenes are gradually fading, and the ancient style figure is blurring.

Is this the Kunlun Mirror lacks energy?

Or... Gu Feng is about to die?!

Kunlun Mirror is an ancient artifact. It has developed a vague consciousness and can practice independently. It is impossible for a scene of insufficient energy.

But the light curtain exists because of ancient style memories.

The disappearance of the light curtain can only mean...

Shi Fei Ye and Yao Tianxin thought of some possibility, their faces suddenly turned pale, and a huge sadness filled their hearts.

Although they have not seen the truth about their miserable affairs, Gu Feng has not completely cleared it up.

But they are irrepressible sad!

"Is that man really dead?"

The witch concubine felt empty in her heart at night. She hated Gu Feng Qiannian and wanted to kill Gu Feng Qiannian.

But when it came to this moment, she was a little panicked.

Because she had a premonition that the destruction of the Demon Sect might also have secrets!

Like Huang Junxian and Xiao Liyang's four girls, she misunderstood her... uncle!

"You can't die!"

"I haven't seen the truth about the demise of my Medicine God Mountain. How can you die?"

"I, you are not allowed to die!"

The expression of Xiaoyao Xian Yaotianxin suddenly became ferocious, and he rushed to the depths of the Temple of Hantian with Shifei Ye one after another.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"The ancient demon is finally dead. Even the Kunlun Mirror cannot draw memories, and it is impossible to save him again!!"

"This Holy Lord... has finally endured this moment!!!"

A familiar clamor sounded.

After realizing the "death" of ancient style, the son of luck, the light of the righteous path, and the Holy Lord of Kunlun Ye Wudao, finally stood up again!

Over the past year after seeing his memory, he was basically slapped in the face every word he said, and even forced to cut off his hair... two hairs!

This is a great shame for a son of luck!

But Ye Wudao knew that his luck was suppressed by ancient style, so he didn't speak later and was honest for a while.

Now, the man is dead.

No one in Tianwu Continent can suppress him anymore!

"Although the light curtain memory confirms some things, some rumors may be wrong!"

"But, if there is a secret for one thing, it is impossible for everything to have a secret, right?"

"The name of Gu Feng's devil is real. You can't ignore the heinous crimes he committed just because he did one or two good things!"

"Everyone, please follow me... and kill the demons together!"

Ye Wudao screamed sharply.

The Palace Master of Lieyang Palace and others were also excited. If the light curtain did not disperse and they would continue to watch like this, they would be under great pressure.

It is now clear that ancient style cannot be possessed by evil spirits, and the one with the problem is them.

The longer you watch it, the more you will hit them!

but!

As soon as Gu Feng dies, the light curtain dissipates, everything is over!

"The catastrophe of the old Liyang God Kingdom, the destruction of the Mu family, the destruction of the Piaomiao Holy Land, the disaster of the old Tianhuang City... although you can't blame you!"

"But who can prove that the Demon Sect's affairs were not done by you, and the Medicine God Mountain was not destroyed by you?"

The Palace Master of Lieyang Palace and others had a funny face and led their disciples to sail into the depths of the Temple of Hantian, preparing to divide the last legacy of the Lord of Hantian Palace.

Several martial masters, including the old god master of Qingming Sacrificial Mountain, the Lord of Dayou, etc., couldn't help but frown.

Seeing the memory at this point, they were already a little ashamed and unwilling to desecrate the man's body.

"Go and have a look!"

"After an incense stick, apologize!"

"Save his body, don't be dismembered by those guys who are so shady that they are!"

"This is the last thing we can do for him!"

The Lord of Dayou and the Old Lord of Qingming Mountain looked at each other and sighed.

Soon, the martial masters came to Gufeng.

As you can see, the ancient style is indeed "dead".

Even Yao Tianxin, who is known as the "Little Medicine Immortal", has taught his life and used several methods to protect his life against the will of heaven, but there is still no sign of awakening in the ancient style.

The Queen of Liyang Xiao Liyang, the Tianxue Sword Immortal Mu Tianxue, the Piaomiao Saint Chen Piaoer, the Lord of Tianhuang City, the Demon Sect's Demon Master Concubine Ye, the Little Medicine Immortal Yao Tianxin.

The six empresses were all in a state of desolation, waiting by the man with his back against the halberd.

"Gu Feng is really dead!!"

Ye Wudao looked excited and red as if he was injected with chicken blood. Seeing Kunlun Mirror hanging in the sky, he shouted: "Come on the Mirror!"

Although the Chaos Divine Refining Array has been broken and no longer played ancient style memories, the Kunlun Realm is still not under Ye Wudao's control, and he has no movement at all without using any effort.

"Damn it, come and clean up you later!"

The son of luck shouted "Unfortunate", looked at the six empresses, and smiled coldly: "Aren't you help me Feng Gufeng and refine this beast?"

"Why do you have to protect him again?"

"Do you want to monopolize the treasure?"

"To prevent accidental injury, all fairies, the empress should get out of the way!"

Ye Wudao's sarcastic words were like embroidery needles, and several more blood holes were stabbed in the already crippled heart of the six empresses.

They stared at Ye Wudao gloomyly, with murderous intent in their eyes.

"With me here, no one can hurt my young master!"

"Since Gu Lang is dead, then you all will be buried with him!"

"One of them is counted as one, and they all die here!"

“…”

Xiao Liyang and others whispered gloomyly, protecting the ancient style in the middle, and the murderous intent was endless in the air.

Ye Wudao laughed furiously. He knew that all the six girls had turned against each other and it was impossible for him to get into the room.

Since that was the case, he no longer showed mercy and shouted: "Since you are seeking death and colluding with the ancient demon, then don't blame me for being so hard-working!"

"And you, the sea of ​​long!"

"You called out happily before, did you turn to the ancient demon?"

"Today, let's settle the new and old hatreds together!"

Ye Wudao suddenly looked at Yachanghai, and he would remember the hatred of cutting off the hair for the rest of his life!

Ya Changhai is a little depressed.

He was deliberately hiding behind the old god lord of Qingming Divine Mountain, just thinking about waiting for the critical moment to ruthlessly attack Ye Wudao.

Unexpectedly, that guy was so stingy and kept staring at him?

"I didn't even chop my head, I just chop my hair, and I'm so embarrassed to shout?"

"I really don't know where the confidence comes from?!"

Ya Changhai muttered, but without hesitation, he walked towards the six empresses, preparing to participate in this battle to protect ancient style.

He had done something wrong when he was invited to siege the Temple of Hantian.

Since you know your mistake, you can't make any mistakes anymore!

This is the real swordsman!

It’s better to break than bend!

...
To be continued...