It was dark in the night, the stars were speechless, and the forest wind was rustling.

It is still the lonely and desolate mountain, the place where the red moon sky resurrected, the place where the seven great wizards in the underworld died. But now the stars are changing, the four seasons are changing, the flowers in the past are blooming, and the lush top of the mountain is now silent like a grave. The moon is as cold as water, and the cold wind is as sharp as ice. A tall figure wearing brilliant golden armor carries his hands, standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the cold moon alone. The towering cliff walls near are as sharp as a knife, and the vast forests in the distance are rising and falling like the sea. The autumn wind dances with fallen leaves, and the cold moon shines alone in the heart.

The next moment, the figure suddenly swayed and disappeared. What followed was the sword dance technique. The sword slashed away from the sheath, and the green light broke into the sky like thunder and roared away. I saw countless green lights on the mountain dancing with the autumn leaves chasing the wind and drifting with the wind. The thousands of green lights sometimes exploded like fireworks, and sometimes returned like thousands of water. The sky was full of demonic aura, with the sword energy majestic and the moonlight swaying. The sword sword was so amazing in Chi Yuekong's hand, which was incredible. Sometimes it was like the nine-day divine bird, flapping its wings, and sometimes it was like the dragon in the West Sea, leaping and leaping ups and downs.

The wind roars, the sword light dances.

The green light in the sky changed even more urgently. Suddenly the sword's momentum became slower, like a resentful woman chanting, a gentle drizzle, and the green light in the sky seemed like countless crystal green rain lines, flying and drifting, refracting each other, and the bright light was blurred, layer by layer like thousands of petals falling, making people open their eyes as if blind. However, before the wonder of the wonder is fully unfolded, the sword's momentum becomes wild and unrestrained, like a thunder hammer hitting the angry sea, stirring up thousands of huge waves and thousands of acres of waves.

"Good sword technique!" Just as Chi Yuekong danced his sword was in full swing, a sudden burst of praise came from the darkness. The forest wind was inspiring, and the shadows of the trees swayed. The sound seemed to be erratic, unpredictable, but it was extremely majestic and clear.

Chi Yue Kong roared and returned the sword to the sheath. He was still standing in front of the sword dancing, facing the thousand-foot cliff, with deep eyes, as if nothing had happened. However, there were still countless green lights around him, shaking, bit by bit, like stars, and after a moment, flying away like fireflies and disappearing.

"Han Yixiao, why do you remember to see me, Chi Me?" Chi Yue said calmly without looking back. His eyes were always the cold moon in the sky, with some sadness and sorrow of separation. The night wind was cold, and his long silver hair melted like the moonlight, flying light.

The wind was roaring and the shadows of the trees swayed. A tall man in black clothes and white hair slowly walked out of the dark corner where the moon could not shine. He stepped behind Chi Yuekong and stood silently. The moonlight couldn't wait to drown him in it, but it seemed to be out of place with his black clothes, so he had to linger on his side and couldn't enter.

Han Yixiao smiled slightly, staring at the silver scabbard behind Chi Yuekong, a trace of light flashed in his eyes, and he said calmly: "Brother Chi's sword technique is really superb and unparalleled in the world. I wonder if Han should congratulate Brother Chi?"

Chi Yuekong was slightly stunned, turned his head to look at Han Yixiao's smile, and frowned and said, "What do you mean by Brother Yixiao? Is Chi so happy?"

Han Yixiao took a few steps ahead and stood side by side with Chi Yuekong, and said lightly: "Brother Chi's sword technique is as perfect as he wants. He has reached the Mahayana realm of swordsmanship. Isn't it a sign that Brother Chi has entered the Taishen realm? I don't think it will take many years to become a true Taishen master."

Chi Yuekong looked at Han Yixiao after hearing this, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He turned his head and smiled, "Han Yixiao, I have to admit that I really underestimated you. I thought that if I had mastered the last sword technique of the Red Demon Sword Technique, I would enter the Taishen Realm one step earlier than you, but I didn't expect that your cultivation level in the past few months was even greater than mine. I'm afraid you can become the second Taishen master after Qi Zhan."

Han Yixiao didn't think it was strange at all and said calmly: "Brother Chi, don't forget Wei Qing, Buddha, Lie Zhen and others. They are all masters of the same level as us. Our cultivation is improving, and they will not be idle either."

Chi Yuekong glanced at Han Yixiao's side face and said lightly: "Can you sense Qi Zhan?"

Han Yixiao shook his head and said, "Sometimes sometimes there is no."

Chi Yuekong took a breath, looked at Han Yixiao in surprise, and said in disbelief: "So, so did I. I didn't expect Qi Zhan to make him successful in the battle with the Demon Dragon. Now he is probably about to break through to the Taishen Realm."

Han Yixiao said lightly: "Qi Zhan is Qi Zhan after all, and he has benefited a lot from the battle with the demon dragon. He has been a master of Taishen Realm thousands of years ago. With his understanding, if it weren't for the trouble of the inner demon, he would have probably broken through the Taishen Realm long ago. Now that the inner demon has been eliminated, his cultivation has naturally improved thousands of miles a day, and his injuries may have recovered long ago."

Chi Yuekong nodded in agreement and asked, "I wonder what happened to Brother Yixiao to find me, Chi?"

Han Yixiao glanced at him and then glanced away, and said coldly: "Does Brother Chi know about the big things that have happened in the past month?"

Chi Yuekong's pupils shrank slightly and he said carelessly: "I know a little bit."

"Do you know that this is the one who is the one who is involved in the fairy world?" Han Yixiao said with a bright look at Chi Yuekong.

Chi Yuekong still looked at Leng Yue in the sky and said lightly: "Since you already know that this is a conspiracy in the fairy world, why do you have to act like you are provoking a riot in front of me? This matter has nothing to do with the demon clan. Tell me, what do you want?"

Han Yixiao raised a smile on his lips and said, "Han is willing to form an alliance with Brother Chi."

"Alliance?" Chi Yuekong turned his head like a whirlwind to look at Han Yixiao. The demonic light in his deep green eyes was soaring. He looked at Han Yixiao for a while. He glanced at him and asked, "Why?"

Han Yixiao looked at the autumn leaves that fell from before his eyes and said lightly: "You should know the reason."

Chi Yuekong smiled indifferently and said, "I understand what you mean. You want to stabilize the demon clan first, and then you can safely transfer the one million troops stationed on the border of the Fairy Forest to the east to guard the Immortal Demon Passage to relieve your worries."

Han Yixiao said calmly: "Yes. Didn't the fairy world always deliberately want to provoke a war between the demons and demons? How can you and I let their evil plan succeed? I can even take the initiative to attack and burn the war to the territory of their fairy world. And your demon clan's hundreds of thousands of troops can be used as a surprise soldier to attack the rear of the fairy world by surprise. At that time, the fairy world is attacked from both sides. I think the Immortal Emperor still wants to dominate the six realms?"

Chi Yuekong said: "Do you want my demon clan's 500,000 army into the immortal world through the mortal demon channel?"

Han Yixiao said leisurely: "What's wrong?"

Chi Yuekong pondered for a moment and said, "Your idea is indeed good, but Brother Han seems to have forgotten the existence of the Buddha Realm. The two realms of immortals and Buddhas have lost their lips and teeth. If the immortal world collapses, how can his Buddha Realm be safe? The Buddha's millions of troops are not just for decoration."

Han Yixiao smiled slightly and said disapprovingly: "Isn't there still the underworld? If the Buddha world dares to act rashly, it will inevitably end up being attacked from both sides. However, if you contact the underworld, Brother Lao Chi will take the lead."

Chi Yuekong laughed and said, "Brother Han is far-sighted, and Chi admires it very much. I will go to the underworld another day. But there are Qi Zhan, Wei Qing, and Buddha in the two realms of immortals and Buddhas. I wonder which of them are selected by Brother Han?"

Han Yixiao said lightly: "Han wants to get close to Wei Qing."

Chi Yuekong was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "Then Chi had to choose Buddha, so Qi Zhan would be handed over to Brother Lie Zhen."

Han Yixiao looked up at the night sky, took a deep breath, and said, "In this way, you and I must win, so that we can help Lie Zhen. He is definitely not a match for Qi Zhan."

Chi Yuekong was silently opposed.

The mountain wind is roaring and the fallen leaves are dancing wildly. Who would have thought that these two top masters will decide the arrival of a bloody storm while talking and laughing?

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On the Old Yun Peak, Yang Tianxing looked at the cold moon in the sky like a puppet, his eyes dazed and confused. He felt like he was floating up like a white cloud, flying freely in the vast and blue sky, flying straight into the moon, and lightning flashed by under him. For a moment, his mind was filled with illusions and thoughts, and he actually threw away his dangerous situation and became obsessed with the illusion.

He knew very well that he had become a waste. In addition to his head, his body could operate independently, other parts below his neck were in chaos. He had to let the three great spirits attack cities and destroy the ground in his body and wantonly. He estimated the time when the spirits rushed into the brain nerves in his heart, and looked at this beautiful world nostalgic before he died. He could no longer feel the pain. He didn't know if his body was destroyed by his spirits, causing him to lose consciousness, or if he was already in pain; the blood had also dried up, and he had no blood to flow.

In the hazy, he saw Xiao Yeyue lying on the ground unconscious, and wanted to shout, but he realized that he could no longer make any sound, and his body was still flying in the air. Xiao Yeyue in his eyes was getting farther and farther away from him. He struggled desperately, roaring, trying to lower his body, because he didn't want to leave Xiao Yeyue alone by the wind and rain. He wanted to take her to ride the wind and return to the moon, look at the jade rabbit in the Yaochi, and watch the jade palace of Qionglou. By the way, there are Feng'er, Susu, Bingyue, and Big Brother, everyone goes, leave this world, and go to the Moon Palace. He smiled happily, trying to reach out to hold Xiao Yeyue, and he was about to hold him, suddenly felt a darkness in front of him, and he seemed to have shattered and melted in an instant! Like a wisp of light smoke, being sucked into the rapidly circling vortex...

I don't know how long it took, Yang Tianxing woke up again. He couldn't wait to open his eyes and look at the world around him. The long night, the cold moon was lonely, the slanting wind and drizzle, and the broken walls and cliffs, nothing changed. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, and looked up at Leng Yue, which was still so far away from him. It turned out that the scene just now was dreaming.

"By the way, why am I not dead yet?" Yang Tianxing suddenly realized that he was still alive. He couldn't help but feel a little strange and thought angrily: "Damn, why can't I die if I die? Do you have to bear the pain of being penetrated by the arrows of the spirit? By the way, the spirit, I don't know how the three spirits are fighting now?" He habitually activated his spiritual thoughts to look inward, and was surprised to find that there was a deep yellow air flow in the meridians, and the injured meridians and blood vessels miraculously healed, and the original three spirits disappeared without a trace. He couldn't believe his eyes, and tried several magic tricks in his heart, and found that he could freely control the strange spirit in his body.

"Is this the new spirit produced after the fusion of the God-Destroying Art, the God-Destroying Art and the Mantra God-Destroying Art? What's going on? How did they merge the three God-Destroying Art?" Yang Tianxing was full of questions now, and then he thought of Xiao Yeyue again. He thought of the woman unconscious on the mountain that appeared in the illusion, and didn't know if it was her. Thinking of this, he hurriedly looked out of his inner vision and looked down, looking at Xiao Yeyue and another woman standing side by side on the edge of the cliff and whispering. Because they were facing their backs to him, they couldn't see their faces clearly. He only knew that one of them must be Xiao Yeyue.

Thinking of his inexplicable resurrection and successfully integrating the three great magical techniques to become a veritable spiritual god, Yang Tianxing just felt like he was dreaming, wondering why he always encountered some unknown things, and became a god inexplicable, but now he is still inexplicable in his cultivation into a spiritual god. He shook his head with a wry smile.

"Sister Yeyue, it will be dawn in another hour. Let's go back." Yang Tianxing looked at the sky and came behind Xiao Yeyue and said softly.

Xiao Yeyue and the woman turned around and looked at him at the same time, with a very strange expression.

Yang Tianxing was stunned for a moment, his eyes fell on the face of the woman beside Xiao Yeyue, and a temporary short circuit appeared in his mind. The girl lowered her head and lowered her eyebrows, her plain hands were as snow, and her fair and delicate face was blushing and looked a little shy. The moonlight shone on her face, and it was hard to tell whether it was the moonlight that illuminated her or the bright moon. His face was as bright as the sun. Although it was not as bright as Xiao Yeyue's all-round style, it was also full of exotic style, which made people shake. The blue hair like waves and the blue eyes gave him a fresh visual experience. After a while, he came to his senses and looked at Xiao Yeyue curiously and asked, "Sister Yeyue, who is she?"

Xiao Yeyue glared at him, took the girl's simple hand intimately, and smiled: "Heavenly, why don't you come and see your savior?"

"Savior?" Yang Tianxing was stunned. Before he could react, he just stared at the woman blankly. Suddenly he thought that he had been walking through the gate of hell for no reason. Could it be that she had saved his life?

Seeing Yang Tianxing's silly look, Xiao Yeyue laughed and said coquettishly: "Silly, why are you still standing there? If someone hadn't helped you, how could you become a spiritual god? I'm afraid you would not even be able to protect your life."

Yang Tianxing had no doubts in his heart, and clasped his fists at the girl and said aloud: "This... Miss, thank you for saving your life." His face turned red and he was a little embarrassed because he still didn't know what his savior was named.

The girl bowed slightly and returned the gift to you, her pretty face turned slightly red, and she whispered: "Young Master, please be polite."

Yang Tianxing laughed silently, always feeling that the girl seemed extremely shy, and she blushed for a long time when she said something. She thought to herself: "See you are young, you should call me uncle."

Xiao Yeyue saw it and couldn't help but say coquettishly: "Why are you laughing at? Gefeiya is a saint in the angel world and has rarely come into contact with men. You are also lucky in your life."

Yang Tianxing widened his eyes, swallowed with difficulty, and murmured: "Holy Maiden in the Angel Realm? What's the matter with the Saint Maiden?" He knew very little about the situation in the Nine Heavens, only knowing that there is a Shura Realm, an Angel Realm and a God-Ghost Realm.

Gefeiya's pretty face turned redder. She lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Yang Tianxing. She said to Xiao Yeyue in a nearly mosquito-like voice: "Sister Xiao, I think I'd better go back to Jiutian."

Xiao Yeyue glared at Yang Tianxing fiercely, turned to look at Gefeiya, and said softly: "Since you have arrived in Brahma and saved Tianxing's life, how can you say you can go back? Aren't your angel world fighting the Shura world? Isn't it very dangerous for you to go back now?"

Yang Tianxing was confused when he heard this, but he couldn't interrupt, so he had to froze aside and act as a lonely listener.

Gofiya shook her head and said, "It is precisely because of this that I have to hurry back. The Shura Realm is very powerful, and this time we have joined forces with the gods and ghosts. Our angel realm has suffered several defeats in a row. Now they are almost at the capital of the angels. As the saint of the angel world, I am also a holy angel, and I cannot watch the destruction of the angel world."

Yang Tianxing was interesting to hear and couldn't help but interrupt, "Then why did you run to Brahma do?"

Somehow, when Ge Feiya heard this, her eyes turned red, and crystal tears filled her eyes instantly, as if she was about to cry.

Seeing this, Yang Tianxing's eyes were almost falling out. He couldn't believe that the saint of the angel world was like an ignorant little girl. He cried so easily, and said in his heart: "I'm wrong again. That's what happened. If you don't have the nine days to defend your country and resist the invasion of the Shura world, why do you run to Brahma to do?" Suddenly, he thought, if it weren't for her, he wouldn't have been able to stand here forever. In desperation, he had to sigh, retreat three feet back, sit on a rock, and look at her from a distance, "I didn't say anything, you can continue." After that, he raised his head and looked at the night sky, took out the wine pot he was ready at any time, and waited for the arrival of dawn while drinking.

Xiao Yeyue was so angry that she wanted to kick Yang Tianxing down the mountain. While comforting Gefeiya, she explained to Yang Tianxing: "What do you know? Gefeiya was sneak attacked by a master of Shura when she was patrolling the local city-states of the Angel World, so she came to Brahma to avoid it for a while. If the Saint's hands were not stained with blood, those Shuras with Gefeiya's cultivation would have died long ago."

Yang Tianxing was not going to speak anymore, but when he heard this, he couldn't help wondering: "Why? That saint could only stand and be beaten, and could not fight back?" He naturally knew how powerful the Holy Angel was. At least Ge Feiya's cultivation level would not be lower than that of him. Unless she met the powerful Shura God, she would not have to escape to Brahma.

To his surprise, the answer to him this time was Gefiya. She still did not look at Yang Tianxing, and lowered her head and said in a low voice: "Young Master, that's right, the saint is a title in the angel world. A woman who was selected as a saint must never marry for life and always retain her place... she is a virgin, and she cannot kill, eat meat..."

After more than a dozen people were unable to get off, Yang Tianxing was already dizzy and had only one thought left in his mind: "It is better to be a nun than to be a saint."

Xiao Yeyue also showed a look of surprise, and it seemed that she was not aware of these things.

After Gefeiya said that, she looked pitiful, tears rolled in her beautiful eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she was charming under the moonlight. I really felt pity for me. Xiao Yeyue couldn't bear it and said softly: "Miss Feiya, can't you quit as a saint? Is you the only one saint in your angel world?"

Gefeiya shook her head with tears in her eyes and said sadly: "Once she is chosen as a saint, she will never be able to get rid of the title of a saint. In our angel world, I am the only one saint." Her voice was soft and sad, full of infectiousness. Xiao Yeyue couldn't help but sigh one after another, saying: "Then how were you selected?"

Gofiya wiped her tears and said sadly: "The candidates for the Saint Maiden took turns to come from the four major families of the Angel Realm, and I was born in the Cather family, one of the four major families. My father is the head of the family and one of the four major governors of the Angel Realm. I only have one brother, so I was chosen as the Saint by the Angel King three hundred years ago."

Xiao Yeyue's beautiful eyes were red and she said with infinite sighs: "So that's the case, then it's really hard for you in these three hundred years."

Yang Tianxing watched coldly. Somehow, he always felt that Gofiya's expression was a bit artificial, as if he was deliberately trying to attract people's sympathy. Moreover, he also knew that Xiao Yeyue looked fierce on the surface, but in fact she was a sentimental person, full of overwhelming love and enthusiasm. When he met someone like Gofiya, he would definitely feel a lot of emotion.

Gefeiya blinked her blue eyes and squeezed out a few lines of clear tears, which made her look even more charming. She said, "Sister Xiao, it's time for me to go back to nine days."

Yang Tianxing sneered in his heart because he saw that Gofiya had no intention of leaving at all.

Xiao Yeyue said anxiously: "Miss Feiya, it's useless for you to go back, you can't kill."

Gofia said: "Although I cannot kill, the people of the angel world need me. And if the angel king cannot see me for a long time, my family will be punished."

Xiao Yeyue said helplessly: "Since this is the case, I won't keep you anymore. However, the journey back this time is long and the angel world is in chaos. Why don't I find someone to escort you back?"

Gefeiya's pretty face turned red, she nodded gently, and her beautiful eyes secretly glanced at Yang Tianxing with a faint smile.

Xiao Yeyue smiled slightly and shouted at Yang Tianxing: "Tianxing."

Yang Tianxing was bored and did not pay attention to their conversation. Hearing this, he said in surprise: "Sister Yeyue, what's the matter?"

Xiao Yeyue smiled and said, "You escort Miss Feiya back to Jiutian, and you must send her to a safe place."

Yang Tianxing was stunned for a while. After he understood, he immediately stood up and protested, "Go to Jiutian? I'm sick."

Xiao Yeyue raised her eyebrows and scolded, "Miss Feiya is your savior, you can't do this? Besides, you just need to escort her to a safe place, and it won't take long."

Yang Tianxing looked at Gofiya and found that she was actually laughing. He couldn't help but say bitterly: "Sister Yeyue, I still don't know how she saved my life."
Chapter completed!