Just when everyone's expressions changed, Xia Daoyun's body erupted with bright and vast sword light, heading straight towards the group of swords like a rain of arrows.

Under the wash of the sword light, all the magic swords fell down with a sound and were stuck diagonally on the vast ground in front of the Yumenguan city wall.

The remaining sword light covered the charging demon army, and the endless mana surged. These demon cultivators could not even utter a scream, but were completely wiped out, leaving no trace behind.

The last trace, even the blood, was completely annihilated.

The power of the Sword Immortal is so terrifying.

But facing Xia Daoyun's explosive power, Chi Zun just narrowed his eyes and looked at it, as if he was in control.

It’s not that I’m trying to be mysterious, but I’m really confident.

His attack was not aimed at killing Xia Daoyun from beginning to end - if the Sword Immortal was so easy to deal with, Yumen Pass would have been destroyed long ago.

What Chi Zun did was just to force Xia Daoyun to take action.

If this army of demons who are not afraid of death and are constantly sacrificing themselves is wearing down the strength of the Changfeng Formation and the Yumen Pass monks, then he is constantly wearing down Xia Daoyun's strength.

Even if you are angry for thousands of miles, your time will eventually run out.

.........

Once the war between Dao and Demon takes off, there is no room for change.

Thick clouds shrouded the sky, lingering all day long, never seeing the light of day.

Tianhe City.

The night is getting darker.

It is the real night, not the night where the sun is covered by magic clouds.

All directions are plunged into deep darkness, with no light visible for thousands of miles.

The brightly lit Tianhe City is like a lonely boat in the boundless sea in the vast Tianhe Sea.

Emperor Wu of Juque stood at the top of the city, looking across the sea.

The demon army surged in the night, like a continuous wave, which was terrifying.

Even the monks in Tianhe City, who are well-informed people, can't help but feel frightened by this kind of battle.

"Master Qi, will Luo Hu really succeed?" In the depressing atmosphere, Emperor Juque finally couldn't help but ask.

Beside him, in the darkness, stood an "old man" with all white hair.

"I can feel that his aura is getting stronger and stronger. He is almost successful." After a moment of silence, Qi Butian slowly said.

"But..." Juque Martial Emperor gritted his teeth, with an indescribable aggrievedness in his voice, "Why can he be so successful? Is it because the cultivation system of our human race is not as good as that of the demon race?"

The human race has to undergo the baptism of the Heavenly Gate to become an ancestor, while the demon race has no similar obstacles to becoming a saint.

From this point of view, it is really unfair.

"The ancestral realm is the ancestral realm, and the holy realm is the holy realm. The two are equal, but it does not mean that the essence of the two is the same," Qi Butian said softly: "Don't be too pessimistic, don't we still have hope?"

Hearing this, Emperor Juque Wu seemed to have remembered the last hope, and there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.

Although that hope seems very slim to him, it is still a light of hope.

The boundless darkness is so oppressive that people have the urge to go crazy. At this time, light is especially needed, even if it is just a glimmer of light.

At the right time, a glimmer of light appeared.

Amid the thick demonic clouds that even sunlight could not penetrate, a waning moon poked out and shed moonlight on the world.

"The sun is missing..." Qi Butian looked up at the sky and muttered to himself, "But the bright moon is in the sky, isn't it?"

...........

Qingzhou.

Although Qingzhou stretches 30,000 miles across and its rivers and lakes are but one corner, there are still winds that rise from the bottom of Qingping and waves that form between gentle waves.

Deep in the mountains, the cave entrance is covered with vines.

Lu Qingshan stood in front of the cave entrance.

Qin Yitian stood behind him, just like before.

Lu Qingshan looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

Many years ago, when he walked out of this corpse refining cave, he looked up and saw the bright moon in the sky.

Many years later, although he has traveled a long way and experienced many ups and downs, nothing seems to have changed here, and there is still this bright moon in the sky.

The green mountains are together with the wind and rain, and the bright moon has never been two villages.

Lu Qingshan pushed aside the vines and walked in.

The Corpse Refining Cave has long been abandoned and overgrown with weeds.

All the way forward, all the way in, until you come to a deep cave.

In the cave, there is a pool that is neither deep nor shallow, but it has dried up long ago.

When Lu Qingshan returned to his old place after a long time, it was not to reminisce about the past, but to pursue something more important.

"This is the place where I came from, the place where I was born." Lu Qingshan pointed to the dry pond and said. This is a secret that Qin Yitian has never understood, so she was also surprised. It was hard to imagine how her son could come from a pond.

Born in the womb, not the mother's womb?

He continued to ramble on: "In my hometown, there is a very famous saying, only by never forgetting your original intention can you always succeed, so..."

"But, I still...don't know what to do." He finally said.

Even though he and Lu Qingshan are connected and have an unimaginable tacit understanding, at this moment Qin Yitian is not sure whether what he said is that he doesn't know how to end, or whether he doesn't know whether his current choice is correct or not.

He left Tianhe City to Qi Butian.

Put Guangling Pass aside.

Put the increasingly bloody and cruel battle of Dao Demon behind you.

He even did not return to Yumen Pass, so Xia Daoyun used his energy to extend his life at Yumen Pass.

There was a time when Li Qiubei refused to enter Chang'an for ten thousand years, and now Lu Qingshan has a similar fate and a similar choice.

Similar choices bring similar pain.

But this does not mean that Lu Qingshan is irresponsible, just because he has a greater responsibility to bear.

That responsibility is so great that even the Nine Tribulations Sword Immortal cannot bear it on his shoulders.

Unless you go up another floor.

But how to take that last step?

This is really a question worth thinking about for a long time.

While thinking, the battle between Dao and Demon and the catastrophe of the human race suddenly moved forward.

...........

In human culture, a person's name often has its origin or meaning, except for minor characters.

For example, the Shepherd God of Chu and the God of Climbing Heaven.

For example, Xie Qingyun, riding on the blue clouds...

Green mountains are really a wonderful image.

It is the most far-reaching, the most stable and the most reliable. It has been reviewed by countless literati since ancient times and has many meanings.

But no matter how much meaning it is given, its essence remains unchanged.

The storm is coming, but the green mountains are ahead.
Chapter completed!