At this dusk, the blood-like sky was dyed all over China. Even the Mingshan Mountain, which is located in the extreme north and never sees the sky all day long, has a faint and strange dark red color.

On the lotus platform at the top of Ming Mountain, Yixuan's majestic figure slowly appeared, walked towards the woman in white who was kneeling in the center of the lotus platform, and said gently: "Wan'er, how are you?"

Wen Wan Yingying stood up and said: "The eighth chapter of Beidi's Zhu Xian Lu is almost completed. However, due to the changes in the world, I'm afraid I won't have time to complete it. It doesn't matter. Anyway, my body can't last three years."

Already."

Yixuan looked at Wen Wan with eyes as gentle as water. Even the faint dark red in the sky could not saturate his eyes: "Wan'er, this time the heaven and earth changed, I just made a divination. There is a bloody disaster in Lord Ming Mountain. You

I am all in trouble. You have long wanted to go to the Taoist Sect and leave. It seems that it is better to choose a different day. In a few days, I will accompany you once to fulfill this wish!"

Wen Wan shook her head, caressed Yixuan's face, and said softly: "I was too hasty in practicing Beidi's Zhuxian Lu, and made a big mistake. I don't have a few years left to live, so I left this broken body in Mo

It’s not a pity on Qianfeng, so why do you bother..."

Yixuan smiled and interrupted Wen Wan's words, saying: "Wan'er, why don't you understand these hundreds of years? If you were gone, what attachment would I have? Why not die early and spend the rest of my life in the next life?

It’s better to meet again soon.”

"But there are still monsters, what should they do..." Wen Wan said.

Yixuan sighed: "Ever since my ancestors threw themselves into the trap in order to protect the inheritance of the demon clan, I reluctantly took over as the demon emperor. In fact, in terms of morality and ability, I cannot bear this important task. For hundreds of years,

, being able to open up a place in Mingshan Mountain for some people to live is the limit of my ability. Let alone the endless sea, even the old monsters in Tianxing Mountain are unwilling to obey my orders. Now Mingshan Mountain has finally taken shape,

Then I can leave you alone with peace of mind."

Wen Wan knew that he had made up his mind, so she stopped trying to persuade her and gently leaned her head on Yixuan's arms. At this moment, she thought of her lost child and the hundred years of darkness spent on Mogan Peak.

I even remembered the thrilling battle with Master Dongxuan, each scene seemed like yesterday.

She suddenly thought, besides the hatred accumulated from generation to generation, what was the purpose of the struggle between demons and humans for more than a thousand years?

On Mogan Peak, Master Ziyang's fluttering white beard was dyed dark red. He stood by the window and watched the sunset for a long time before turning around.

This time, he did not pick up a pen and study ink as usual, but took down a magic sword hanging on the wall. Master Ziyang held the sword in his hand, opened his mouth and blew on the scabbard, which immediately blew up a lot of dust.

.

Master Ziyang looked at it carefully for a long time, then sighed, moved his wrist, and slowly drew out the magic sword. The blade of the sword reflected the last rays of the setting sun, as if it had been smeared with blood that could not be wiped off.

I don’t know how long the magic sword has been lying around, and there are even spots of rust on the sword’s edge. It seems that this magic sword, which has been treasured by the leader of the Daode Sect for many years, is not an earth-shattering magical weapon, but is even worse than the most ordinary magic weapon.

No, at least I have never heard of flying swords rusting.

Master Ziyang took out a piece of deerskin and carefully wiped the rust on the sword with the last ray of light outside the window.

As the rust gradually faded away, the magic sword gradually began to shine.

Under the same sunset, on the edge of the cliff at the highest point in the clouds, Jinshan Yunzhong was concentrating on fishing, completely unaware that the bright blood was shining on his inverted triangle-shaped bald head.

Suddenly, he heard a strange cry that echoed through the mountains. Yunzhong Jinshan jumped up from the wooden platform hanging outside the cliff. The fishing rod in his hand was bent to the extreme, shaking constantly, and the fishing line was also trembling.

It seems that what was caught this time was not an ordinary big fish, but a deep-sea giant whale.

Yunzhong Jinshan jumped several times in succession, but failed to pull up the hooked fish. Instead, he was almost dragged off the wooden platform. He was furious, and pressed his big black feet against the edge of the wooden platform. He exerted force on his arms and struck again.

With a strange roar, he finally lifted the fishing line up bit by bit.

At the end of the fishing line, what was hooked was a strange fish that was no bigger than an egg! It kept struggling and beating, and from time to time it made screams that were completely disproportionate to its size.

Yunzhong Jinshan smiled brightly and raised this strangely small fish in front of his eyes to carefully observe the results of the battle.

What kind of fish is this!

Its body is round, like a small ball, with several tentacles floating under its body, and the unfished fishing line is tightly entangled with these tentacles. Most of its body is occupied by a completely disproportionate one-eyed

The rest is a mouth filled with several rows of sharp teeth. While it bites the fishing line desperately, it makes a short, sharp cry: "There is an enemy! There is an enemy!" Although the monster's teeth are sharp, they can be heard in the clouds.

Jinshan's fishing line is also extraordinary. Which one can it break?

Yunzhong Jinshan pinched it with two stubby fingers, pointed its one eye at the setting sun, and looked carefully into the depth of the pupil. As soon as the monster's one eye came in contact with the sun, bursts of green smoke immediately emitted, and it quickly festered and was burned.

It was blind. It screamed in pain, but the sunlight was like fire, burning its eyes into charcoal and burning the rest of its body and its mouth into a piece of coke.

However, in this short moment, Jinshan in the Cloud has clearly seen the giant tower in the deepest part of its pupils that connects to the wild land below and the endless sky above!

At this moment, Yunzhong Jinshan was also distracted for a moment. He looked at the ashes that kept being blown away by the wind on his fingertips, and murmured: "Asura Pagoda, it turns out to be Shura Pagoda! Okay, you Ziyang, can't you see this

It turns out the old guy still has such skill, how could Dongxuan, a short-sighted, narrow-minded old ghost who never allowed me to take credit at the gambling table, teach a disciple like you?"

He suddenly woke up from a dream, jumped into the room, rummaged through the cabinets, and found two sledgehammers and a pair of armor.

The hammer is an eight-edged purple gold hammer. The head of the hammer is narrow in front and wide in the back, which is somewhat similar to the head of Jinshan in Yunzhong. The armor is golden armor with a lion's mouth swallowing the sky. It is also made of gold. In the center of the front, center and back, there is a red gold inlay.

The huge word "gold".

It took a lot of trouble for Yunzhong Jinshan to dress up neatly, pick up two golden hammers, and stop in front of the bronze mirror to look at it carefully.

I saw that the person in the mirror was really shining with golden light, and the aura of treasure was soaring to the sky. He was like a splendid golden mountain.

Yunzhong Jinshan was very satisfied after seeing it. With a swing of his hammers and the clanging of his armor, he kicked open the door and walked away.

At the end of the blue sky, at the end of the sky, there is another vast and mysterious world, called Kunlun. This Kunlun is naturally different from Kunlun on earth. It is vast and endless. It is really a sacred place in the immortal world, and ordinary low-level immortals are not allowed to enter it.

There are tens of millions of peaks in Kunlun, and each peak is a mysterious world. White mist is faintly hidden among the peaks, and auspicious birds are flying around. It shows the boundless atmosphere and the vast road.

Above the clouds, an immortal in the Eguan Cloud Clothes stepped on the fire, passed over countless peaks, stopped between the peaks, and bowed to the void.

"Ping Shen." The Immortal Emperor's calm and gentle voice rang out thousands of miles away at the same time, as if the entire Kunlun was echoing the Immortal Emperor's voice.

The Immortal said: "General Cheng Xian of Tai Ming Yu Wan Tian Fu Realm was ordered to lead his heavenly troops to go down to the realm to lead the original patrol envoys Yin Feng and Qing Shi back to the fairy world. Little did they know that Qing Shi was concerned about worldly fate and refused to return to heaven. Yin Feng was a rescuer.

Qingshi suddenly launched an attack and killed General Xian Xian and three thousand heavenly soldiers. He committed a heinous crime against heaven and betrayed the fairy world. How to deal with it is up to your majesty."

At the top of Kunlun, I could only hear the sound of wind and the chirping of birds.

After a long time, the Immortal Emperor said: "The Yin Feng has also gone wrong... That bluestone is just a spiritual creature that doesn't understand the rules and is greedy for earthly fate. It's not a big deal. Alas, an Immortal Code has been used continuously for thousands of years.

In addition, there are more than 7,000 pages of crimes that defy heaven. Defy heaven, defy heaven! I have experienced 100 million catastrophes before I can sit on the throne of God. Even so, I can only say that I can detect one or two heavenly secrets and will at most.

If so, how can we know for sure? This fairy book seems to be revised."

The immortal had been with the Immortal Emperor for a long time, so he naturally understood what he meant, so he sighed: "Your Majesty has worked hard, but the Daluo Heavenly Lord, relying on his powerful immortal power and respected status, has repeatedly led all the heavenly monarchs to obstruct the revision of the Immortal Code. It is really abominable. I am a minister.

It seems that he may have other selfish motives."

The Immortal Emperor said calmly: "Which of the four heavenly kings and the twelve heavenly kings has no selfish motives? Even I will have my own selfishness, so let them go. The Tai Ming Yu Wan Tian Immortal Soldier is indispensable, and I have this

Just make up for it, Haoming, you will bring the heavenly soldiers later. The position of General Fujing is not urgent, let the four heavenly kings discuss it."

A hundred-mile giant palm appeared in the sky. When the palm of the palm was turned sideways, thousands of light spots slowly floated down. When they touched the clouds, they turned into heavenly soldiers. The immortal named Haoming had already prepared, and the immortal robe

With a flick, the cuffs immediately opened wide, sucking all the three thousand heavenly soldiers into the bottom of the sleeves.

After collecting the heavenly soldiers, Haoming did not leave in a hurry, but continued to play: "The Heavenly Lord Daluo has recently mobilized his heavenly soldiers and summoned Yu Xun to patrol the Heavenly Lord. It seems that he has the intention of going to the lower world."

The Immortal Emperor said: "Daluo Tianjun has reported this matter. No matter what he wants to do, let him do it."

Haoming seemed surprised and said hurriedly: "Da Luo Tianjun's headquarters has a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers! Even if there are only half of those in the lower realm, how much chaos energy will be consumed? If it is damaged in the human world, the consumption will be even greater. Now the true immortal

Like an ant, it wastes its weight every day, and its chaotic vitality has long been unable to make ends meet. How can this be caused?"
Chapter completed!