Southern Xinjiang.

In the dark underground palace, the sound of rolling water flowing constantly.

This place is the largest lifeline in southern Xinjiang. The Tumor Hall and the Tumor Evil Pond are in this Tumor Hall.

At this time, a figure covered with a black yellow light in the turbid evil pool rose and floated. The turbid current rolled, constantly rinsing the figure, causing the black yellow light on its body to gradually dim.

In addition, several witch curse chains poked out from under the turbid evil pond, trapping the figure without breaking it away.

"Nearly half a month has passed, and Dakan can't take care of himself under the offensive of Japan. Human Emperor, just accept your fate."

The great witch caressed her long beard and looked at the floating figure in the Turgap Evil Pool. Her voice was like the sound of a soul-drilling demon, constantly penetrated into the mind of the Human Emperor. "Although I am unable to erase the spiritual consciousness of the seven emperors, this Turgap Evil Pool can continuously nourish the fighting spirit of our ancestors. One day, the fighting spirit of our ancestors will once again dominate the fighting body and drive all the thieves away."

"Why do you have to make such a heart-striking statement? You should know that such words and sounds are useless to attack Gu and others."

A sound of accent came from Zhuishe Pool, "You are indeed capable of re-cultivating Xing Lie's fighting spirit with the help of the witch curse and Zhuishe Pool, but you don't have enough time.

Before Xing Lie's fighting spirit grew to confront Gu and others, Gu and others had already escaped."

"Who is relying on to get out of trouble? Mu Cangsheng or someone else?" said the great wizard, "It's just a fool.

Now that the big move is in danger, Mu Cangsheng and others are busy dealing with Japan, they cannot protect themselves, so how can they have the spare energy to save you?"

"Then please wait and see."

After this statement, the Human Emperor said no more. No matter how the Great Witch Sacrifice urged the turbid evil to attack the battle body, he would not say a word again.

One hour later, the Great Witch Sacrifice left, and the sound of turbid currents eroding in the underground palace continued to echo.

The Human Emperor, trapped in the Tumor Evil Pool, slowly opened his eyes, forgot a word to the top of the underground palace with a unique meaning, and closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing again.

"I don't have to save others..."

There was no hint of impatience in his eyes, but he was calm. He didn't know whether it was the Human Emperor's Qi-raising Kung Fu that was calming his mind or taking it seriously and determined that he could escape from the Great Witch Sacrifice.

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The Human Emperor was trapped in southern Xinjiang, and there was no movement in the Dakan side.

Mu Cangsheng coordinated the overall situation every day and attacked the Japanese invasion from time to time, as if he had forgotten that the Human Emperor was captured. Except for a few people, the rest of the people did not know that the Human Emperor had been captured to the southern border, so he still hoped that the Human Emperor would leave the pass as soon as possible and repel the Japanese invasion.

However, their wishes will not be realized at least in the short term.

The entire Tianjing and even the entire Dakan are now in a panic atmosphere.

Compared with Tianjing, the Northern Zhou Shendu is a different state of mind.

At this time, the Northern Zhou Dynasty's Shendu had a clear and upright spirit permeated the capital. The people living in the city were not bound by ordinary people, nobles, and even martial arts masters. They all felt an unprecedentedly square heart that was derived from their hearts, with a sense of openness and righteousness, and a strange feeling that was sneaky and scattered.

This feeling is like a better mentality and a better psychological quality in the whole person. Some of the dark thoughts in the past are self-defeating, and I feel ashamed of these thoughts.

"The long river of Confucianism is about to be accomplished."

On the Zhu Tower, Ren Piaomiao looked at the unseen aura of ordinary people and said to himself.

Meng Shanhe began to retreat many years ago, with his own soul as the core, imitating the human will to evolve the great spirit of Confucianism. Today, he will eventually succeed.

Nowadays, even through the huge capital of the Gods, Ren Piaomiao can see the righteousness, which shows that the success of Mengshanhe is not far away.

"If the great energy is achieved, it will basically have the power similar to that of the powerful people, but at that time, the Mengshan River was no longer the Mengshan River."

Just as the human emperors transform their own consciousness into human will, the consciousness of Meng Shanhe will also become the core of the long river of selflessness, ruthlessness and intent.

Perhaps the growth of the great spirit in the future will lead to the spiritual consciousness of the Mengshan River again, but the Mengshan River at that time was no longer the Mengshan River at that time.

"After giving this to Confucianism, Meng Shanhe is worthy of the name of the great master of Confucianism." Ren Piaomiao said to himself.

Compared with the selfish and powerful people in the world today, Meng Shanhe's behavior can be called a clear stream. At least no one, including Qing Yu, can have such a sacrifice.

Unfortunately, in the near future, this clear stream will also disappear.

Ren Piaomiao closed his eyes slightly, pondered for a while, and said, "Call Yuan Jianyi to come and see me."

"Yes." The follower outside the house responded.

Soon after, Yuan Jianyi arrived. He stood behind Ren Piaomiao and asked calmly: "Parent Lord, please look for me."

"I remember that you inherited the sword intent of the Sword God and practiced Shen Yunji's sword technique. You should have some sense of the sword God, right?"

Ren Piaomiao looked out the window with his hands behind his back, and said lightly with his back to Yuan Jian.

"Within one mile, there is some sense, provided that the sword god does not hide his breath. And his sense of induction to me is far better than mine to him." Yuan Jian replied.

This is natural, and it is impossible to have only one-sided induction.

"Well," Ren Piaomiao nodded, "Then I will give you a task. Go and find the Sword God. After finding him, tell him that it is time to start the final battle."

Yuan Jianyi suddenly raised his head and looked at Ren Piaomiao in surprise.

"So surprised?" Ren Piaomiao asked.

"I'm very surprised," Yuan Jianyi did not deny it. "The battle between the Palace Master and the Sword God will definitely be an extremely amazing sword fight."

"It's not necessarily a sword fight," Ren Piaomiao shook his head, "and I'm not asking for the sword fight, but..."

For the Sixth Heavenly Demon.

Ren Piaomiao, or Qingyu, thought he should have let the Sixth Heavenly Demon be born. The flag of Chiyou is getting closer and closer, and the calamity in the world is getting stronger and stronger.

At the right time, perhaps just one big battle is enough to summon the sixth heavenly demonic energy to appear.

"Actually, the best choice is to fight with the Sword God, but unfortunately you lack enough time." Ren Piaomiao said.

The higher the strength level, the more you have control over the context of the world, so that you can generate a different sense of dialysis.

This is not an observation of the secrets of heaven, but a strange feeling of understanding the trends of the world.

Qingyu felt that maybe this was the strangeness close to the Taoist realm.

If there is a fate in the world, maybe it should be Yuan Jianyi, who has obtained the sword intent of the sword god and the legacy of Shen Yunji, who has achieved the peak of swordsmanship after the sword god, and then started a war between the new and old generations.

Unfortunately, Qingyu's appearance completely buried the fate that did not appear.

Before him, the new generation was developed well, but after his appearance, the times began to go wild. He accelerated his momentum again and again, raising the upper limit of the younger generation and allowing those old monsters to appear in advance.

If you think about it carefully, whether it is the birth of the Sword God or the reappearance of the Human Emperor, it is inseparable from Qingyu.

Among the younger generation, only Yuan Jianyi and Yun Wuyue are still there, and they have broken through to the realm of Shentong. Although their strength is not top-notch at this time, they are still following the times.

As for the others, Shi Jue was taken over, and the younger generation of Taoist masters were almost killed by Qing Yu. The Demon Prince and the Evil Prince were all buried by Qing Yu's divine light and the Demon Palace.

‘Take the world, grasp the universe, and the vision of the Taoist realm is really enviable.’ Qingyu thought to himself.

The higher you stand, the more scenery you see. The Taoist realm is the highest peak, and the natural scenery you see is the vastest and magnificent scenery.

‘Forget it, don’t think too much.’

Qingyu skipped the inexplicable thoughts in his heart and continued: "The Sword God fought with the Sword God a few days ago, and he should have won. He should have a new breakthrough. If you go to find him, you should have a lot of gains."

"I have received the help of the palace master and have agreed to serve the sword palace. Going to find the sword god is a matter of duty." Yuan Jian replied.

"Then it's my reward for you."

After Ren Piaomiao finished speaking, he still stared out the window and did not move. Yuan Jianyi left silently.

After a while, he suddenly heard him whisper: "It's getting closer..."

The red starlight was getting closer and closer, and now there was a trace of signs appearing during the day.

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Above the sky, the Master of Taishang Dao sat cross-legged in the floating clouds, and the Heavenly Wheel behind him was silently circulating, absorbing the clear energy and vital energy above the nine heavens to help the Master of Taishang Dao heal his wounds.

Suddenly, a slight fluctuation seemed to be spreading into the mind of the Taishang Taoist Master, causing him to open his eyes.

"The sixth heavenly demon, is the final heavenly demon going to be born? Qingyu..."

The Supreme Taoist Lord thought of that powerful enemy.

A few days ago, a strong man came into contact with the limits of humans and gods, so the way of heaven increased his investment in the Supreme Taoist Lord, making his strength more diligent.

The person who was exposed to the limits of human and gods was also known by the Supreme Taoist Lord that he was Qingyu.

"Qingyu's strength is improving too fast. If he gets the Sixth Heavenly Demonic Aura and collects the rest of the Demonic Aura, he should be able to completely complete the state of unity of demons. By then, he may be a more difficult existence than the Three-Phase God."

Although he did not know the exact background of Qingyu, he had a few fights and knew the direction of Qingyu's involvement, and the Supreme Taoist Master also roughly understood Qingyu's intentions.

He called this state "the unity of Tao and Demons", and to a certain extent, it was basically in line with Qingyu's unity of holy and Demons.

Therefore, the Supreme Taoist Lord will never allow Qingyu to become the sixth heavenly demon.

"And if Qing Yu killed the sword god and obtained the demonic energy of the Wanjie Demon, his threat to me and the Heavenly Dao would also increase significantly."

The Tribulation Artifact and the Sword God, the Demon of the Ten Thousand Tribulation, both pose a great threat to the Heavenly Dao. If Qingyu gets the Ten Thousand Tribulation Demonic Aura, then the Supreme Taoist Lord will probably be like a light on his back, and it will be difficult for a moment.
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