This is a coastal area swaying with lust and luxury, the most depraved paradise for mankind. The bright red and vulgar lanterns illuminate the criss-crossing streets brightly. In the deepest alley in this seaside area, there is an old art museum that seems to be able to fall apart if the wind blows. When the 'crazy poison' breaks out, the people living here are almost the first and craziest poisoners. Because their hearts have long been filled with lust, and now, the role of crazy poison is just to tear off their disguised masks. Under the bright red lantern, you can see two metal knights as tall as iron towers standing on the left and right in front of the art gallery. This kind of bronze knight with obvious Italian sculpture style will probably be sold out when it is put on the market. A hefty price, in the eyes of people who have gone crazy now, it is simply a miracle that they can still stand here safely. Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking through the air in the distance, and three figures were rushing towards the Hell Art Museum at an extremely fast speed. The two knights in front of the door suddenly shook, and then their metal helmets Turning it up slightly, a red light that seemed to be alive came out from the eyes. "Stop!" Two long spears were intertwined in front of the dilapidated gate of the Hell Art Museum, blocking the three of them. The three of them glanced at the two tall knights, who were nearly three meters tall, and thought to themselves, these are the gatekeeper knights of the Hell Art Museum. Then, one of them walked out and said: "Two knights, my name is Zhao Ping. We are Sanxian from West Kunlun. Mo Tian asked us to be guests." It turned out that after Mo Tian left that day, Zhao Ping and the other three thought about it again and again. I found that the world is so big that there is no place to go. West Kunlun has been completely destroyed, where else is safe? But the decision to go to the Hell Art Museum was also the result of Zhao Ping and others thinking for a long time. The person who rescued them was Mo Tian, ??who fought against the three great human beings in the Ten Thousand Demons Tower. They have long been regarded as public enemies by the human cultivation world. Although Zhao Ping and the three of them did not go to the siege of Ten Thousand Demons Tower, they did not have any hatred against Mo Tian. But the reputation of being a public enemy of the spiritual practice community is something they are not willing to bear. The last three of them gritted their teeth. Now the human cultivation world doesn¡¯t know how many people are left. Let¡¯s just let the public enemy be the public enemy! It's better than death! After Zhao Ping finished speaking, the two knights in iron shells first looked at them with flashing red eyes. For some reason, Zhao Ping and the three of them just felt like they were being looked at by these two metal iron skins with life. Hairy. Then, one of the knights nodded and pointed not far away: "That's the living room over there. Please go there and have a rest. When the master comes back, he will naturally receive you." The place the knight pointed to was a place. The dilapidated apartment upstairs looked like an empty building that had been completely abandoned from the outside. Even the door was dilapidated and hanging down. Can such a place be called a living room? The three people, who were originally arrogant, felt a surge of anger in their hearts, but then they gave a helpless smile. "For a prisoner like myself, what kind of conditions are there to talk about? I should be thankful to God if I have a place to live." The three people who suddenly had such an idea didn't know whether they should sigh for their own open-mindedness or for their current embarrassment and helplessness. It wasn¡¯t until they got closer to the apartment that they discovered that the place was more rundown than they imagined. The porcelain tiles on the walls of the small building have fallen off in many places. The door was wide open, or it looked like it had been removed and leaned against the wall. It seemed that it was no longer usable. Such a building can only be described as a slum. The three of them looked at each other in front of the door and smiled bitterly, and then they were about to go into the small building when they heard a voice coming from inside. "It looks like another Taoist friend has arrived from the outside. This time, Laojun, it's your turn to receive them." "Then let Pindao introduce them, haha." The three people outside the door were stunned, hearing There were some familiar voices and titles. Although they had guessed it, they couldn't believe it. Until an old man with a boyish face and white hair walked out of the shabby little house, the three of them opened their mouths so wide that they could stuff an egg into them. Taishang Laojun glanced at the three of them and suddenly said to Zhao Ping: "This is Taoist Zhao Ping from West Kunlun. When I went to the Yaochi banquet in West Kunlun, I drank at the same table with fellow Taoist." He said that these so-called immortals have memories that surpass those of ordinary people. That time when we were drinking at the same table was seven or eight hundred years ago. Now when I say it from Lao Jun's mouth, it seems like yesterday. "Old gentleman, you are here, could it be that Dongtianting has already" Zhao Ping thought of something??Maybe, he couldn't help but take a breath of air. Taishang Laojun smiled bitterly and shook his head at Zhao Ping: "The damage caused by the crazy poison to the East Heavenly Court this time is really not small, and now we are the only ones left." "How is West Kunlun now? You are still the first group of Taoist friends from West Kunlun to come here. Others were still talking about it not long ago." Laojun's question made the expressions of the three of them darken. It seems that there are only three of them left in West Kunlun. Seeing the gloomy expressions on the three people's faces, Laojun also knew that this was a sad thing, and at the same time there was some silence on his face. At this time, a rough voice came from the apartment: "Laojun, I asked you to welcome guests, why did you leave all the guests outside the door! Your way of welcoming guests is not authentic at all." "Ah ah "It's my negligence. Please come in quickly, three fellow Taoists." Taishang Laojun led the three of them into the dilapidated door. Walking into the house, the eyes of several Sanxian from West Kunlun were brightened. Although the small building looked extremely dilapidated from the outside, the inside and outside were simply a different world. Although it is not magnificent, it is quite clean and tidy, with a vague sense of freshness. There are many plants planted in many places in the house. Faintly, the three of them can feel that the spiritual power in this room is also beyond the ordinary. The unusual abundance is probably due to the effect of some spirit gathering arrays. . Of course, this situation was immediately ignored by these three people. The person Laojun introduced them to next surprised all three of them. "Everyone has been waiting for a long time. The two Taoist friends who came this time are from West Kunlun, so I couldn't help but ask a few more questions." The three words "West Kunlun" in Lao Jun's mouth made everyone present's eyes light up. stand up. The two factions of East Heaven and West Kunlun have always been on good terms. After the destruction of East Heaven, although these people escaped a lot, they are now looking for a place to settle down. West Kunlun is of course their first priority. Then Laojun enthusiastically introduced the three people from West Kunlun. "This man must be familiar to you all, he is Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun." Laojun pointed at a handsome man, and there was a faint slit between the man's eyebrows. The three people saluted quickly, showing great respect for this first battle general in heaven. "This is Lei Zhenzi." "This is Kui Mulang" The three of them greeted everyone one by one. There was a mixture of people here, people from all over the place, and even several human practitioners. power. It's just that these people seem to be in a bit of a pinch among so many immortals. These are legendary figures. Normally, meeting them once is a fate that you can't even kowtow to ask for, but now they are in the same room with them. Their little hearts almost jumped out of excitement. Then everyone turned their expectations and inquiries to the three people from West Kunlun. "I wonder what the situation is like in West Kunlun now. How are the remaining fellow Taoists except you?" Laojun asked the question again. In their opinion, these three people must be the peripheral gangsters of West Kunlun. They probably met Mo Tiancai on the road and were led to the Hell Art Museum by him. The three ladies from West Kunlun exchanged looks with deep sadness in their eyes. This deep sadness made the immortals in East Heaven have a bad premonition in their hearts. "West Kunlun has been destroyed now, and the three of us are the only ones who managed to escape." As soon as Zhao Ping said this, all the immortals were in an uproar! Then, Zhao Ping gritted his teeth and told his three brothers to meet him in West Kunlun. Everything he learned was told in detail to the immortals present in the East Heavenly Court.