Tease the Hero's Harem {GL}

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The scorching sun is in the sky, the breeze is blowing, the world is quiet, and a few blue-tailed birds are flying high, chasing westward.

Suddenly.

Black air burst into the sky, as thick as black ink, layer upon layer, turbulent, and in the blink of an eye, the black ink became deeper and darker, and there was a fierce blood in the rolling clouds.

A few birds were caught off guard, and before they could leave, they were already swallowed by the black mist, leaving nothing but wailing, which stopped abruptly.

Two sword lights pierced the sky. They were heading east, but they were attracted by the black mist. After a pause, they changed direction and came straight.

But seeing that the green light of the green light fairy sword in front of him was in vain, and it was as fast as lightning for a moment.

On it is a woman in green clothes standing with her hands behind her back, her skirts are flapping, and white clouds are embroidered on her sleeves.

Tsing Yi Yunxiu, the fairy sword "Qingxie".

If there is a cultivator here at this time, he will definitely recognize this person's identity...

the first sect of the Righteous Way, the tenth generation head palace master of the Taichu Gate, the number one master of the Righteous Way...

Bu Junhe.

Seeing that Junhe Yujian had arrived at that step, he looked down, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and his eyes were full of doubts.

The power of Heavenly Fiend is the power of the blood of the Wu Clan in the Southern Territory. They have been hiding from the world for tens of millions of years, so how could they appear here in the Central Territory for no reason?

And the power of that evil spirit is even more mixed with a strong bloody aura.

I'm afraid...

Thinking in my heart, without hesitation, Bu Junhe pinched the magic formula with his hand, and the fairy sword "Qingxie" under his feet immediately burst into green light, and instantly evolved dozens of blue sword qi, and rushed into the black qi with the movement of his fingers among.

The cyan sword energy was about to condense into substance, but it was quite powerful, and soon shattered the black mist formed by the evil power of that day.

But the eye-catching picture made Bu Junhe suddenly startled.

Limbs and broken arms are all over the ground, dripping with blood, and bones are everywhere.

This place seems to be a small village. Looking at it from a distance, the houses are completely destroyed. There are hundreds of people, big and small, men and women, bleeding like rivers, with fear on their faces.

Purgatory on earth is nothing more than that.

A monk covered in blood stood among the corpses, his arms were bulging with veins, and he was pinching a girl about seven or eight years old with his fingertips.

I saw that monk's face was ferocious, covered with scars, dripping with blood, horrifying, and the corners of his eyes were even splattered with blood and flesh foam. With those red eyes, he looked ferocious and terrifying.

Bu Junhe's pupils shrank slightly, and he was surprised.

"Master Wuxin?!"

The pain of wearing a book...

The piercing pain, the scorching feeling seems to burn the whole body, whether it is the skin, bones, meridians, flesh and blood, it is like falling into the depths of magma and being pulled forcibly Get up and throw it into the coldness deep in the cold pool again.