The white figure with five balls of fire on its body rushed out forty feet behind Ning Xian's elixir room, and was suddenly twisted into two sections by a red light.

The man who killed the white figure flashed and disappeared on a mountain road on one side. After a few breaths, several lights rushed over from all directions. After stopping to see the corpse of the white figure, the faces of several people were filled with shock. This was the first time in hundreds of years that someone could sneak into the second level of Kunlun's island. And during this breath, these people felt several strange magic fluctuations emitted from different places.

A trace of blood came from different places.

Several Kunlun disciples who were aware of the strange magic fluctuations here looked at each other in shock, and then they quickly flew into the third level of Kunlun Island. The other few people quickly dispersed and searched in several directions.

...

Under the gentle night, the silver beach emits soft light, and strange flowers and plants that are rare in the world are blooming everywhere, with many bright and colorful fruits. It is not rare birds and beasts that pass by the mountains and forests. The strong spiritual energy of heaven and earth is like the essence, rippling between the heaven and earth. I don’t know how many radiant Kunlun Nine-level Circle Islands have been shrouded in many radiant areas, but it still seems quiet and powerful, like a fairyland completely different from the world.

However, with the sound of cranes awakened by human figures, many streams of light like streams rose rapidly from the various circles. These lights, either light or dark, but at extremely fast speeds, first burst out from the outermost and largest first-level circles of Kunlun, and then jumped, and many other lights rushed from the second-level circles to the third-level circles, and then rushed from the third-level circles to the fourth-level circles... and then the fifth-level...

Without any signs, Kunlun, which had been calm for hundreds of years, seemed to have countless fires emerging. In an instant, the entire Kunlun seemed to be ignited and suddenly became messy.

Nangong Xiaoyanhan swept into Kunlun's last roundabout with a face, and the ninth roundabout of Kunlun like an isolated island.

Looking out from the island in Kunlun, the Yatchi Island outside is like an extremely majestic city wall of the eighty-layer building, guarding the ninth-layer island like the most central pearl.

But I am afraid that no one has regarded the eight layers of islands outside Kunlun as eight city walls, because no one of the two generations of Kunlun disciples had ever thought that someone would attack Kunlun, even the first level of island. In the eyes of all Kunlun disciples, Kunlun's ninth level of islands is a whole, a place that represents supreme power and supreme power.

"Who is it!"

Nangong Xiaoyan, who rushed into the island at the center of Kunlun at an astonishing speed, showed an indescribable angriness in his eyes. In just a moment, a series of news had already reached him. In the first, second and third levels, many unknown masters appeared in the island circle, and at the same time assassinated many Kunlun disciples, and even among those unknown masters, there were also the existence of the Demon Sect masters!

The nine palace formations of the Great Sumeru Front and Netherworld have long been completely restored. Except for the existence of Yuan Tianyi, no one can break such a magic array and enter Kunlun. Even if they have the shocking power of Yuan Tianyi, it is impossible to use their power to open a channel of entry without destroying the magic array and not be discovered. Moreover, outside the first level of Kunlun, there are hundreds of mountain patrol disciples no matter day and night.

So there is only one possibility that so many people, even masters of the Demon Sect, can enter Kunlun, that is, someone in Kunlun put these people in. Moreover, this person's status must be extremely high and he will definitely be able to control some disciples to serve him. Otherwise, even if he has to deliberately put those people in, he will not be able to do so.

Now, how many Kunlun disciples outside are loyal to the head sect? How many of them are betrayed the head sect and betrayed Kunlun?

Kunlun has not bleed like today for hundreds of years. Looking at the light flying around the island like flames, Nangong Xiaoyan felt extremely angry and heartbroken. He was sure that many of the people who bleed and died today were loyal to the head and Kunlun. These people, regardless of their identity and cultivation, were the cornerstones of Kunlun's strength.

"Not even mind!"

This name flashed through Nangong Xiaoyan's mind. From some rumors he heard faintly, Nangong Xiaoyan was almost certain that the person who ignited Kunlun was Kuang Wuxin. Because except for Kuang Wuxin, no one seemed to betray the head sect.

"But how dare he betray the head of the sect and dare to do such a thing!"

But until this time, the disciple of Jiuba who was extremely loyal to Huang Wushen and Kunlun was still puzzled. Besides, Wuxin had the strength to dare to challenge Huang Wushen. What made him very puzzled was that after such a big incident happened, why did the head sect and his uncles and uncles with extremely high cultivation have not appeared yet!

What are they doing? What are the head teachers doing?

...

The ninth level of Kunlun Island is the forbidden area of ​​Kunlun.

Although he knew the way to enter and was given the power to enter in special emergency situations by Huang Wushen, Nangong Xiaoyan had only entered once before, and was limited to the outermost periphery, so he did not see much. But today he swept into the center of Kunlun and the forbidden area of ​​Kunlun, he still saw no other scenery at a glance, because as soon as he swept into the island, he saw a golden figure.

A figure with long hair and long hair close to the extreme stood quietly next to a spiritual spring not far in front of him. His body exuded a kingly aura that was the world and the earth, and the nine heavens and ten earths were the only ones.

His eyes were still tightly closed, but he was the only one in the world, and he had such a unique aura.

"The Master"

Nangong Xiaoyan landed on Huang Wushen's lower head at the fastest speed and bowed to Huang Wushen. Although he had seen the most powerful person in the world and had controlled the entire Kunlun many times, every time he saw him, Nangong Xiaoyan couldn't help but be shocked. This shock of the heart not only comes from the power represented by this person, but also comes from the gap in cultivation and power that Nangong Xiaoyan can feel that is simply unattainable. This trembling gap is enough to turn into a kind of admiration of the heart and worship without any reason.

After bowing to Huang Wushen, Nangong Xiaoyan could not say anything for a moment. Because the moment he saw Huang Wushen, all the anxiety, anger and uneasiness in his heart disappeared. In fact, in the hearts of most Kunlun people, as long as Huang Wushen is there, everything will be under powerful control. Although Huang Wushen is still closed his eyes, he is standing there. Nangong Xiaoyan clearly feels that he is looking at himself, looking at the eighth-fold island outside... looking at the whole world.

"Come with me."

Huang Wushen did not tell Nangong Xiaoyan what was happening now in the eighth-level circle of islands outside. He seemed to have expected Nangong Xiaoyan to come here, but was just waiting for Nangong Xiaoyan to prevent Nangong Xiaoyan from finding him. After saying something lightly, Huang Wushen turned around and walked slowly towards the east.

Nangong Xiaoyan followed immediately. Huang Wushen seemed not walking fast, and it was very clear step by step. However, Nangong Xiaoyan, wearing a purple gown, turned into a purple flower in the air, almost activated the true energy power in his body. Nangong Xiaoyan barely followed Huang Wushen.

The golden back in front of him was very clear. Nangong Xiaoyan could even clearly see the mysterious patterns on Huang Wushen's gilded robe. Huang Wushen was just walking in the garden, but the entire space seemed to be infinitely shortened under his feet. It seemed that he had just taken a small step slowly, but for Nangong Xiaoyan, it was dozens of feet away.

Nangong Xiaoyan lowered his head with even more respect because he knew that Huang Wushen should have slowed down and waited for him, so he could barely follow Huang Wushen.

...

In front of Huang Wushen, a wooden house appeared, a dilapidated wooden house.

This wooden house is located on a hillside on the east side of the ninth island. There is a crescent blue pool under the hillside. Compared with the various strange flowers and fruits that grow on the hillside, this dilapidated wooden house that seems to collapse at any time due to decay at any time seems extremely inconsistent.

But Huang Wushen stopped at the door of the wooden house. The whole body naturally exuded endless power. The most powerful person in the world nodded slightly to the wooden house, bowed, and said slowly, "I need Uncle Lao to take action."

"Uncle Master? The master uncle in charge?"

Nangong Xiaoyan was stunned again when he heard this. There was a master uncle of Huang Wushen living here. Even Nangong Xiaoyan, who was already closest to Huang Wushen, had never known that there was such a person here.

"Oh? Kuang Wuxin finally couldn't help but take action?"

After a moment of silence, it seemed as if someone in the wooden house had just woken up from his sleep and said slowly, "I understand."

Nangong Xiaoyan was even more shocked, because although the voice seemed low and old, there seemed to be no surprise in the voice, as if it was just waiting for what happened today.

And just as he was shocked and stunned, the people there seemed to stand up, and an old and interesting voice came out, "Whose disciple is this little baby?"

"He is Jiuba's disciple." Huang Wushen nodded and said.
Chapter completed!