Silla, the northwest.
Under the waterfall, someone is sitting on the boulder.
The fall of the waterfall is like a powerful force.
However, this man is pure red upper body, body is old and immortal, inch like steel.
A black hair, such as ink dye paste on the waist.
There are obvious wrinkles at the corners of the eyes and on the forehead.
But if you cover your face, no one can imagine that this is an old man who is nearly 90 years old.
What's more, it's unexpected that this man once went to China and swept one side. Now he is in charge of the Pu family, the largest family in Silla.
Park Yuan Xing is a legendary figure in the martial arts circle of Silla.
The territory of Silla is small and narrow. Although it is supported by Western powers, its martial arts can not be built up by money.
At least, before Park yuan Hsing appeared, Silla's so-called martial arts was a joke when it was put above the world.
The waterfall hung and fell, pounding on Park Yuanxing's body, making a rumbling sound.
In the distance, an off-road vehicle slowly drove into the Bank of the cold pool.
Park XuanZhen stepped down from the car, his face was still sad, but when he saw this old man, he didn't dare to be disturbed.
On the contrary, although the old man's eyes were closed and the sound of the waterfall covered his ears, he seemed to "see" Park XuanZhen.
"A long journey to my seclusion, XuanZhen, but something happened to the park family?"
The old man did not speak, but his voice came out slowly and clearly into Pu XuanZhen's ear.
Shut up!
The true Qi vibrates in the body and forms speech.
If there is a great master of China here, I'm afraid it will be more shocking.
Only to what extent can true Qi be cultivated.
Just a word, it almost shows the old man's martial arts cultivation have no bottom.
Pu XuanZhen suddenly knelt down on his knees. In his voice, he was extremely sad, "father, elder brother, second brother, dead!"
In a word, under the waterfall, the old man's eyes suddenly opened.
A pair of brown pupils, as if there is a flash of white thunder, in an instant, the waterfall on the body, was suddenly opened.
Nuo falls, there is a trend of going upstream.
The old man looked at PU XuanZhen. He had only three sons. Now, two of them died.
Park XuanZhen is still kneeling down and drooping his head: "is the martial arts of China, a young man!"
"He not only killed the eldest brother, the second brother, but also many people in our park family."
"Father, please be the master of the park family and avenge the elder brother and the second brother!"
Park XuanZhen almost cried. In the eyes of ordinary people, he is also an old man. At the moment, he is more like a child seeking the protection of his elders.
Before Park XuanZhen looked up, a figure appeared in front of him like a ghost.
In park Yuan Xing's eyes, there was a sense of killing.
"Huaxia!"
"What courage
In the mouth of Pu Yuanxing, every word is as heavy as a thousand, and every word is like a thousand killing ideas.
The hatred of killing children is mortal.
What's more, his two sons are all damaged.
Park XuanZhen then raised his head, hugged Park Yuanxing's leg, and said almost exactly what happened to the park family.
"Father, the man also said that he would fight with his father on the Bank of the Yellow Sea in a month," said park XuanZhen, wiping away tears from his eyes, and there was endless resentment in his eyes.
"Engagement!" Park Yuanxing slowly helped up Park XuanZhen and said coldly, "it's just what I want. Don't worry, I'll take revenge for the park family!"
"And Huaxia, I haven't been in for many years. Huaxia doesn't know who I am, park Yuanxing?"
"If you kill one of my Pu family, I'll kill ten powerful martial arts men in China. I'll see who lost a lot!"
Park Yuan Xing's words are full of murders, as if to take China as a place to go and stay.
Park Xuan really at this moment, just slowly calm down.
He had been too busy before, but he couldn't be calm in such a situation.
"Father, Huaxia still has the sixth mountain. If you go into Huaxia alone..." Park XuanZhen hesitated.
The sixth mountain is a giant of China. Compared with it, the park family is no different from a small Witch to a big one.
Even park Yuan Xing is like this.
It's said that the Lord of the sixth mountain is an immortal figure who can crack mountains and open rivers.
Park Yuan Xing's eyes were cold, but he said, "don't worry, since I dare to enter China, I won't be afraid of anything in China!"
"Xuanyun, was Xuanfang's body buried?"
There was blood in his eyes.
Park never thought that the park family would suffer such a disaster.
White hair people send black hair people, that kind of hate anger sad crazy, more close to let him go.
Fortunately, he can be regarded as a martial arts strongman comparable to the true Qi state. His mood has its own strength. Now he can barely keep his mind steady, so he won't run wild.Park XuanZhen bowed his head and nodded. Park Yuanxing then said, "accompany me to see your mother. After a month, no matter who the other party is, I will make him pay ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times the price!"
……
Xinluo, in a deep forest.
Chen Yi, alone, calmly walked to the forest area and looked at the vast forest area.
Around the forest area, there are iron nets to protect, and there are warning signs with warning words on them.
Chen Yi's foot lightly, then skims this iron net, enters this forest area.
Silla is not big. Compared with the vast area of China, Silla is even less than a province of China.
At the beginning, Chen Yi had been to Xinluo. If he remembers it well, there should be a plant in this forest area, Xinluo Tianshen.
This is a panacea. When Chen Yi met this one, it was too young to pick.
Now, hundreds of years later, this elixir has already matured. Whether it exists or not is another matter.
Chen Yi is walking in the forest area with dead leaves and gravel. In the silent forest area, there is a faint roar of animals.
According to the route in memory, it took Chen Yi less than half an hour to get to the original location of Xinluo Tianshen.
At this moment, Chen Yi's eyebrows moved slightly.
In his ears, not far away, there was a slight sound of footsteps. There were about ten people listening to the sound, among them, more monks than ordinary people.
Chen Yi looks around. Soon, a group of overseas people come in armed.
First, she was a foreign woman in tight clothes, with a hot figure and a heroic face.
Her long golden wavy hair, deep eyes, blue eyes, and some camouflage on her face add to her charm.
Behind this woman, there are eight people who are similar to mercenaries. They are all carrying guns and medicines. The evil spirit between their eyebrows is flying.
Not only that, there are three people, one wearing a robe, the body was a touch of spiritual fluctuations.
One is pale, wearing a high collar robe of a medieval nobleman. At first glance, he looks like a blood clan or a vampire in Western legend.
The last one, however, was full of strength and valour, with a long cross sword on his back.
Chen Yi saw that this group of people, especially the four women, had some kind of ancient invisible tattoos on their back necks.
At first glance, it doesn't seem to exist. There are only faint veins, but how can Chen Yi's eyesight be blocked.
Chen Yi gently spits out four words, "dark church!"