Chapter 266: The moon is full of Chang'an (the finale)

Chang'an has been the towering mountains forever.

Between the peaks of Mount Wu, there is a small village. Under the lush green mountains, this village is like a prominent reef embedded in the vast green sea. There are only about twenty families in the village, and they are like paradises on weekdays. The simple villagers live a quiet life of working from sunrise and resting at sunset.

However, three days ago, the tranquility here was suddenly broken by a large number of outsiders. Hundreds of practitioners flocked in, some walking from the only rugged mountain road leading out of the mountain, and some coming from the sky like immortals. For a moment, the village was very lively, but the villagers were shocked, frightened and anxious.

Lao Wang in the village runs a tavern, which is also the only one in the village. Usually, there are mainly neighbors and villagers who are tired of working, come here to have a cup of tea and pour a bowl of wine, and the business is dull. But since many outsiders came, the tavern has become lively. There are more than a dozen tables inside and outside the house, which is still not enough. Lao Wang was happy, but he couldn't help but wonder. Fortunately, there were too many people, and he finally heard some clues. It turned out that there would be a tremendous duel on this mountain. These people came to see the grand occasion. What surprised him was that some of these outsiders even came from the fairy world, the demon world, the underworld, and the demon world.

Yang Tianxing sat in an inconspicuous position outside the tavern. Although there were people everywhere around him, he was not worried that anyone would recognize him at all. However, in order to avoid unnecessary harassment, he still wore a torn hat and covered most of his face. Xiao Yeyue was not by his side. He sneaked out with invisibility and hid the breath on his body, so even if Xiao Yeyue wanted to find him, he would have to go through some trouble.

Looking at the mountains, the sun sets, and halfway down, the afterglow spreads all over the mountains and rivers. The mountains are rolling and rolling, layer by layer, and the sun is red, and the sun is back is black. The setting sun is like blood, placing a strange bright red on the sky of the valley. The golden-red light is like thousands of sharp arrows, and it is projected from the mountain stream in obliquely, shining in Yang Tianxing's wine glass, making the clear and transparent wine with a strange bright red. He looked at the reflection in the cup, then looked up at the bloody setting sun in the west, and couldn't help but be foolish.

A few unknown birds circling and flying in the twilight sky, marking traces on the sky, and the crisp and pleasant screams came into my ears from time to time; the distant mountains and forests were silent, as green as a huge emerald; strands of white mist rose slowly from the bottom of the mountain, the clouds were steaming, floating, like gala and fog, looming; it seemed to be still and unpredictable, making people lost in the fantasy of the creation of heaven and earth.

Yang Tianxing sighed. Unexpectedly, more than three hundred years had passed without realizing it, and he had transformed from a down-and-out robber into an immortal practitioner. What made him even more moved was that more than three hundred years later, he returned to his hometown that he had been away for a long time. All of this seemed to be destined in the dark, and he smiled helplessly.

For more than three hundred years, this village still gives him a warm and familiar feeling, although there are unforgettable memories here. He was born in this village and his parents died one after another when he was very young. He grew up eating a hundred families, so he naturally suffered a lot of humiliation. Later, he left the village and went outside the mountain and became a robber.

Time flies, and it's like a passing world. In his impression, this tavern was just a thatched hut, very simple. The owner of the tavern was also surnamed Wang, and probably the ancestor of Lao Wang. The people who loved him and insulted him in the village have long turned into loess.

Now it is Mid-Autumn Festival night again, no one is with you or talking to you, but the green mountains are still the same, and we know each other.

As the dusk became darker and the full moon rose, the more people around Yang Tianxing gathered, and everyone looked forward to the appearance of Qi Zhan and Han Yixiao. After a long time, there was no sign of people, and the practitioners began to feel uneasy.

"Why haven't you come yet? Could it be that they let our pigeons go?"

"Yes, when is this time? If I don't come, I'll leave."

...Yang Tianxing felt funny when he heard these complaining words, and silently recited the three-character fundamental mantra. A peaceful Buddha power spread invisibly, and the noise immediately became quiet.

I don’t know how many hours it took until the full moon was hanging in the middle of the sky, a strong wind suddenly blew, sand and stones flying, trees were waving wildly, and the sharp howling was like a ghost crying, and those who heard it were shocked. The wind came extremely abruptly, and everyone caught off guard, covering their faces with their hands to avoid wind and sand. The scene seemed a little chaotic for a moment.

Fortunately, the strong wind came suddenly and went bizarrely, and passed by in a roll. Everyone looked up at the sky and looked in shock. They saw a black cloud coming from the west, constantly expanding, as if they were about to press down on their heads, making it difficult for people to breathe. The mountains where the black clouds passed by were completely ink-colored, and they were all scared. Everyone was frightened, panicked, and talked a lot.

Yang Tianxing's mind was unprecedentedly Ning Heping Qiao. The thrilling and terrifying situation in front of him did not distract him at all like an illusion of the demon world.

The black clouds extended to Qilong Peak opposite Qingyang Peak and stopped spreading. The clouds gradually dissipated and the moonlight shone again. Under the silver light, Han Yixiao's majestic body appeared on Qilong Peak. Most of them were practitioners from all walks of life, with their eyes far better than ordinary people. When they gathered their skills, they could clearly see the man on the top of the peak dressed in black clothes, with dragon patterns on his face, standing with his hands behind his back, looking up at the full moon above his head. The mountain wind blew, rolled up his black robe and flew up, and a strange white hair danced wildly in the wind.

Everyone was in a state of chaos again, and it was obvious that the person was the Demon Emperor Han Yixiao.

Yang Tianxing was also looking up from afar. What he saw was a lonely demon king, an eagle that wanted to break through the constraints of the sky. Few people in this world can understand Han Yixiao's mood at this moment. Yang Tianxing is one of them, of course, Qi Zhan. Sometimes, Yang Tianxing even felt that Han Yixiao was a little pitiful and sad. Han Yixiao was full of desire for challenges and conquest throughout his life. It was precisely because of this strong desire that he could endure humiliation and reach the extreme of the demonic path step by step. But when he reached the end of

After this peak, his cold and arrogant personality made him suddenly feel extremely lonely. He could not be as calm as Qi Zhan, nor could he reach the extraordinary realm of Qi Zhan. He needed an opponent, an opponent who could make him have a desire to challenge. Perhaps, there is still a Qi Zhan that makes him willing to wait for three hundred years. If Qi Zhan was defeated after this battle, maybe the next opponent would be his turn. If Yang Tianxing was also defeated, Han Yixiao would become worse than death and would suffer more torture every moment of his life.

Thinking of this, Yang Tianxing couldn't help but shivered, and suddenly felt that his elder brother had actually embarked on a path of no return to the abyss of death, and no one could save him. If Qi Zhan was really defeated, he would become Han Yixiao's only opponent. Even if Qin Ru brothers could not change the cruel reality. If Han Yixiao wanted to stop Han Yixia from going to the step of self-destruction, he had to constantly improve his cultivation, making Han Yixiao feel that there was still value to survive. The day he was defeated was also the beginning of Han Yixiao's self-destruction... For three hundred years, Yang Tianxing has rarely been so panicked like he is now. It was a kind of fear that was different from the verge of death, but it made him sweat.

Perhaps because he sensed Yang Tianxing's gaze, Han Yixiao turned his head to look at him. Even though it was a hundred miles away, Yang Tianxing could still feel Han Yixiao's hot and happy gaze. He nodded and smiled at Han Yixiao, but his heart was full of uneasiness.

Suddenly, Yang Tianxing's heart moved and looked around. He saw a white shadow floating in the east sky, deep in the full moon. The white shadow was getting closer and closer. Everyone could see that it was a tall man in white, carrying his hands on his back, walking in the sky, walking in the air like a fairy. The leisurely strolling in the garden was like an invisible and shadowy sky road where he walked. The moon behind him was full like a plate, and it was like him being a guest on the moon, coming from the middle of the moon.

Everyone was not disturbed, and they kept their breath and their expressions were stunned and almost pious. They seemed to be deeply shocked by this indescribable scene.

Even Yang Tianxing couldn't help but show a surprised expression.

It was still the handsome and light face, the deep pupils as deep as the sea, the glory of wisdom, the frosty and snowy white temples, and the burly and tall body, but at this time Qi Zhan gave Yang Tianxing a different feeling than three hundred years ago. He felt that Qi Zhan had changed, but he couldn't tell what had changed. The only thing that could be sure was that Qi Zhan became stronger, more transcendent, and more impeccable.

Looking at Qi Zhan in front of him, Yang Tianxing felt a little relieved for no reason. Perhaps it was Qi Zhan's appearance that made Han Yixiao, who was originally invincible in his mind, lose his glory.

Everyone was even more excited. It was undoubtedly extremely lucky to be able to see two top masters in the world today to compete with each other, and it will surely become the most precious wealth in their lives.

Qi Zhan stood floating on Qingyang Peak, white clothes like snow. He first looked at Yang Tianxing in the crowd at the foot of the mountain intentionally or unintentionally, then looked at Han Yixiao on Qilong Peak opposite and smiled: "Qi is here late, so Brother Han has been waiting for a long time."

Han Yixiao did not answer, and a pair of equally deep demon eyes shone everywhere, staring at him without blinking, without letting go of even a slight abnormal movement on his body. Every pore in his body was rapidly absorbing the dark energy contained in the air or the mountain, and his aura continued to rise, and at the same time slowly pressed towards Qingyang Peak, intending to explore the reality of Qi Zhan. What surprised and happy was that Qi Zhan in front of him not only had his body completely recovered, but also became more mysterious. His aura encountered great resistance in the air in the middle of the two mountains.

"Han has been waiting for you, Qi Zhan for three hundred years, and I don't care about waiting for a few more hours." Han Yixiao smiled at the sky, and his laughter was filled with a sense of arrogance and pride.

Qi Zhan smiled slightly and said calmly: "I'm not hiding it from Brother Han, Qi still doesn't understand why Brother Han insists on competing with me. Is it just for the reputation of the world's number one master?"

Han Yixiao said coldly: "You can say that Han really wants to be the number one master in the world. Only by defeating you, Qi Zhan, can I, Han Yixiao, be able to bear this title."

Qi Zhan shook his head and said, "In Qi's opinion, this is not the main reason."

"Oh? I have to ask Brother Qi for advice." Han Yixiao was slightly surprised.

"The main reason is that Brother Han is too lonely and too cold and arrogant." Qi Zhan said in a deep voice.

Han Yixiao laughed and said disdainfully: "Hmph, as a master, loneliness is inevitable. Don't Brother Qi feel lonely?"

Qi Zhan said solemnly: "Brother Han is right, experts are inevitably lonely, and of course Qi will also be lonely. But Qi secretly thinks that loneliness is not scary, but what is scary is that he cannot bear loneliness. Qi also had an inner demon back then, and he has been lingering for hundreds of years, only seeking defeat. Brother Han is a man of the devil. He is cold and arrogant by nature, not close to ordinary people, and has reached the extreme of the devil. Sooner or later, he will have a inner demon. At that time, no one in the world is your opponent, so where should Brother Han go?"

Yang Tianxing was shocked. Unexpectedly, Qi Zhan could see Han Yixiao so clearly. What he said was so sharp that he was so sharp.

Han Yixiao was slightly stunned, with a deep thought expression on his face, and then smiled and said, "What Brother Qi said may be correct, but I don't know what Brother Qi can do to prevent Han from having an inner demon?"

Qi Zhan said happily: "If Brother Han is willing to spend ten years with Qi, Qi is willing to share the way of nature with Brother Han. As long as Brother Han understands the way of nature, he will be able to avoid the inner demons. I wonder what Brother Han wants?"

Yang Tianxing was surprised and happy when he heard this. What was shocked was that Qi Zhan was willing to teach Han Yixiao all his money. What was happy was that if Han Yixiao agreed, he could really save him and the water and fire.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard Han Yixiao's bold laughter sound like thunder, and only Han Yixiao laughed loudly: "Thank you Brother Qi for your kindness. Since the moment he stepped into the Demon Sect, Han did not seek immortality, nor did he seek a good ending, but only wanted to do willfulness and vigorously. If there was really the day when Brother Qi said that, Han lost the meaning of exploration and challenge, it would be equivalent to losing the value of life. Han should end himself with his own hands."

As soon as this said, everyone was shocked. Originally, among the hundreds of people who came, except for the demons, the rest of them were arrogant and demoted Han and had no good impression of Han Yixiao. But after hearing Han Yixiao's heartfelt generous words, they couldn't help but admire Han Yixiao's heroic demeanor.

Yang Tianxing was also shocked for a while at first, and then sighed and smiled bitterly. Perhaps this is the real Han Yixiao. If he loses his blood, his arrogance, his domineeringness, and his spirit of courage to explore and challenge, he will lose his soul and will no longer be a dignified demon emperor. Being a hero in life and being a ghost hero in death may be a true portrayal of Han Yixiao's character.

Qi Zhan's eyes were as lightning as the divine light was shining, and he couldn't help but say: "Brother Han's spirit made Qi both impressed and ashamed. Since Brother Han had such a great enlightenment, if Qi said anything else, it would seem pretentious. Brother Han asked for a move, and Qi would definitely accompany him with all his strength."

Han Yixiao smiled and suddenly flew towards Qingyang Peak at a speed that ordinary people could not catch. The person was in mid-air, his hands intertwined, and two black dragons circled on it. Then he shouted loudly, his fists came out at the same time. Only two huge dragon roars were heard. The two black dragons transformed by the black demonic energy flew up into the sky, twisting and tangling each other and shooting towards the opposite Qingyang Peak.

"Good come!" Qi Zhan shouted, raised his hands high and pointed to the full moon. The place where the mind moved, the moon's aura was immediately sucked madly into the palm of his hand, and two white dragons were formed near the palm of his hand. When Qi Zhan absorbed the moon, everyone clearly felt that the full moon became much darker in an instant. After a moment, they immediately returned to normal. You should know that the full moon on August 15th is the most refined and strongest moon in the year. At this time, the highly condensed moon's aura is not inferior to Han Yixiao's black demonic energy.

As well as two earth-shaking dragon roars, the two white dragons condensed from the moon's aura in Qi Zhan's hand also flew out of the air. Their size and tumbling and clawing momentum are no less than Han Yixiao's black dragon. The dragon is a divine beast and a symbol of power. The various dragon patterns passed down from ancient times have almost become totems that pursue power in human minds. Since ancient times, cultivators with high cultivation have liked to transform the true energy into the shape of the dragon as a means of attack. Facts have proved that this attack method is more powerful than ordinary true energy attacks. However, only masters with a certain level of cultivation can transform into dragons. The qi dragons transformed from top masters like Han Yixiao and Qi Zhan have their form as true dragons, but their destructive power is definitely several times greater than a true dragon.

For a moment, four dragons of qi danced between the two mountains, approaching quickly and collided. The extremely fierce qi energy spread rapidly around with the four dragons as the center, like a turbulent wave breaking the dike. Suddenly, the west side of Qingyang Peak and the north side of Qilong Peak were as if it was thunderous, and a large area collapsed.

The affected people felt stressed and had difficulty breathing, so they had to resist luck. If Yang Tianxing had not expected the result early, he had set up an invisible barrier over the village in advance. I am afraid that few people could resist the unsteady and powerful violent energy.

Outside the barrier, the landslides collapsed, the soil broke, the trees flew together, and the sky danced, and then they were shattered into pieces by the surging spirit, drifting all over the sky, splashing everywhere.

When the chaos had passed and everyone looked up again, the two masters stood on the dangerous peak that was only half left, facing each other, fighting in secret aura, and looking for their respective flaws.

Han Yixiao stood up high, raised his arms, his clothes fluttered and danced wildly, his white hair curled up, and he kept urging his magic skills and climbed up his momentum.

After devouring the essence of the Black Demon God, he finally reached the extreme of his longing for the demonic path, and was able to absorb the dark energy between heaven and earth for his own use. His magic intention continued to strengthen and condense, affecting the other party's mind and creating the other party's flaws.

As the dark energy gathered wildly, a large number of accumulated dark clouds quickly formed above Han Yixiao's head, blocking the moonlight in the sky, leaving the entire Qilong Peak in darkness. Influenced by the dark elements, various evil celestial phenomena began to rage above Qilong Peak, with dark clouds rolling in the sky, thunder bursts and lightning flashing.

Qi Zhanzhuo stood under the silver moonlight, with his hands on his back, looking leisurely and elegant. What is completely different from Han Yixiao is that his white clothes are still, but his slightly pale long hair dances wildly. This movement and stillness form a unique scene. He has already experienced the mystery of the way of nature, and as long as he goes further forward, he can reach the realm of unity between man and nature that human practitioners have never reached, enter the supreme way of heaven, break through the limitations of space, and travel around the universe.

Since ancient times to the present, no one has been able to deeply understand the mystery and mystery of nature like Qi Zhan. He has merged with nature and with the full moon in the sky. No matter how strong Han Yixiao's momentum is or how high the magic flame is, he can always find a balance point in nature.

Everyone was terrified to watch this magical scene. The bright moon shone brightly on Qingyang Peak, silver light shining everywhere, while the Qilong Peak was covered with dark clouds and lightning. Although the two masters did not fight directly, the battle between the two powerful people was even more exciting and thrilling than the battle of the hand-to-hand combat, and there was no need tolerate any negligence.

Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye, and Han Yixiao's momentum rose to the extreme. This time, not only was there darkness on Qilong Peak, but the endless peaks west of Qilong Peak were also shrouded in ink. Everyone could no longer see Han Yixiao's figure clearly. The whole world was divided into two at this time, with light east of Qingyang Peak and dark west of Qilong Peak.

What made everyone even more incredible is that a blazing dark red magic fire rose in the boundless darkness above Qilong Peak. It was a strange scene formed by the high concentration of a large number of dark elements. Above the magic fire, a huge and high black and red dragon appeared faintly. This was the second clone that Han Yixiao automatically evolved after he improved his magic skills to the extreme - dragon.

"Play!"

A snow-white lightning sword cleaved the darkness above Qilong Peak. In this flash-like light, everyone witnessed Han Yixiao's burly and tall demon body and the white hair in black that shook the world.

Qi Zhan Shen's eyes were like lightning, piercing deeply into the darkness opposite, and handed over to Han Yixiao's eyes like swords.

Suddenly, a thick, high-pitched dragon roar sounded. The roar came from Qilong Peak, which was shocking and earth-shaking, and it lasted for a long time, full of endless domineering aura, which made people feel disgusting.

To everyone's surprise, the sound of the dragon roar had just sounded, but Qi Zhan, who had not made any noise, suddenly moved. This movement was as fast as lightning, which was unexpected.

Almost at the same time, the demonic flames were surging in the darkness of Qilong Peak, and countless dragon roars suddenly sounded, just like thousands of dragons fighting. The roars came one after another, continuous, and shocked the entire earth trembled violently.

Everyone was confused about the reason, and their expressions changed, but they all opened their eyes wide in disbelief and looked directly at the top of the peak without blinking, for fear of missing even a slight movement.

In a vague way, thousands of demon shadows seemed to be shuttled back and forth on Qilong Peak, and a huge black shadow was rising slowly.

At this moment, Qi Zhan flew to the front of Qilong Peak, and countless demon shadows stood crossing out of the darkness, and were about to pounce on Qi Zhan. Qi Zhan raised his hands and a white light curtain suddenly appeared in the void between him and the demon shadow. The demon shadow was extremely fast and had no time to dodge. He hit the light curtain and transformed at one touch.

Qi Zhan flew at the junction of darkness and light, and opened the sky eye. The black fog in front of him suddenly became much thinner. You could vaguely see Han Yixiao's body floating on Qilong Peak, slowly rotating, his eyes slightly closed, and there were thousands of demon shadows surrounding the space around him. Perhaps because of feeling Qi Zhan's sky eye, Han Yixiao suddenly opened the magic eye and stopped rotating. Tens of demons returned to his body, laughed a long time, followed the fist, and punched out from afar.

No one could understand how powerful Han Yixiao's punch was. Only Qi Zhan knew that this punch was enough to destroy the world. If he couldn't stop it, let alone the Tianlong Continent, even the entire mortal world would be destroyed.

Abandoning distracting thoughts, Qi Zhan quickly entered the extraordinary realm of the state of stagnation and water without waves, and the heaven and earth began to change.

The fist slowly expanded in his consciousness space. He could clearly grasp every move of Han Yixiao and make the most accurate judgment.

Qi Zhan finally took action and saw the golden sky sword again.

Almost beyond the limitations of time and space, the golden sky sword appeared in front of Han Yixiao instantly and hit his fist. Like the Yangtze River, extremely devastating magic power poured into the blade in an instant, and then continuously broke into Qi Zhan's meridians.

No one can resist Han Yixiao's earth-shaking blow, and even those who are as strong as Qi Zhan dare not take this punch head-on.

But at this time, Qi Zhan seemed to have become an infinitely wide channel. His meridians brought in the unfathomable magic power from Han Yixiao's body like thousands of rivers. Then he crossed it out of his body, merged into nature, and transformed into free dark energy, and then was sucked into Han Yixiao's body and transformed into magic power... This cycle continued and circulated continuously.

Han Yixiao was extremely handsome, with a look of surprise on his cold and cold face, then a helpless bitter smile.

Qi Zhan's eyes flashed with wisdom and were also filled with joyful eyes at this moment.

At this point, the two suddenly realized that even if they fought for hundreds of years, they would always be an ending with neither a winner nor a loser.

However, Han Yixiao was obviously not satisfied with such a equal ending, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He still kept the magic power of his right fist pouring towards the Sky Knife continuously, thus restraining Qi Zhan. However, the other left fist condensed a large amount of magic power and made a bombardment of a demon. Suddenly, a beam of high-speed spiral black light was like a raging wave of the sea, and the mountain torrent exploded and hit the Huanglong, attacking Qi Zhan's lower abdomen.

Everyone who watched the game originally saw that the two were both equally powerful. Han Yixiao's fierce move immediately caused the blockbuster to scream. Even Yang Tianxing, who had been seeing through the situation, couldn't help but stand up, feeling very worried. If Han Yixiao continued to activate magic skills so unlimitedly, the two of them would end up dying together.

Just as everyone was sweating for Qi Zhan, they heard Qi Zhan's roar, raised his single palm high, his arms bent slightly, and his palm was facing the full moon, and a beam of pure yang spirit rose from the palm of his palm to the sky. At the same time, a beam of extremely yin moonlight was shot from the full moon, and two beams of light were woven into a huge rotating Tai Chi-like mass, flying down, with a slow speed, and it was exactly as fast as it was, and it met the spiral energy of the demon explosion in the air, giving people a mysterious and bizarre feeling.

Without the earth-shaking loud noise, everything seemed to be natural. The black demon explosion air mass hit the Tai Chi air mass and it was like hitting a ball of cotton. Not only did it not explode, it was gradually dissolved by the yin and yang air.
To be continued...