After a few days, the world was peaceful.

In the blink of an eye, the first lunar month has come. In these ten days, Ji Ruochen walked with a spear in hand, and his body was like the wind. He had inadvertently traveled all over the country, both north and south, and inside and outside Guanshan.

The old land of Qingxu, the Blue Sea Dragon Palace, the vast desert, and the thousands of miles of Qinling Mountains all left his footprints. He even walked around the most dangerous Tianxing Mountain.

In those troubled times, if Ji Ruochen went straight forward like this, he would have violated many taboos of the sect and trampled on many forbidden areas that no one could enter. So some people denounced them angrily, some argued hard with reason, and even more

After a disagreement, Ji Ruochen drew his swords and faced each other. However, Ji Ruochen's sharp edge was completely restrained at this time, and his aura was integrated with the heaven and earth. The Shura war spear shook slightly, destroying the magic weapons of countless monks in the world, and they could not wither. Regardless.

Whether he was besieged by three or five people or dozens of people, the result would be the same, and it would not be able to slow down his slow pace at all.

When they were circling Tianxing Mountain, the demons on the mountain didn't know Ji Ruochen's identity, but they were dissatisfied with his arrogance in moving forward majestically, so they descended the mountain to besiege him. However, when Ji Ruochen slowly walked north, they saw the old man swaying back and forth, lying on the ground.

Monster.

This time, no one died, no matter they were humans or demons. Even those who spoke extremely rude words only had their limbs broken. After these humans and demons went back, they only had to take some pills and nurse themselves back to health.

Yue, will be as lively as ever. And those old demons who were once regarded as great tonic elixirs by Ji Ruochen were ashamed, angry and ashamed, but they didn't know that the demon refining cauldron, which was famous all over the world, had once passed in front of them.

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He searched and searched, but he couldn't find what he was looking for.

On this day, the setting sun was like blood again, and China was completely red. Ji Ruochen wanted to go to Ming Mountain, but suddenly Shura trembled, so he felt something in his heart and turned to the west.

At this time, the top of Kunlun was surrounded by blood clouds, and half the sky was completely red. If you looked up, you could see that there were several cracks in the blood sky, like huge wounds, and they were still expanding. Thick blood clouds kept pouring out from the cracks, like drops of blood.

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If you look carefully, you will find that what is dripping on the sky marks is not blood, but red red, like actual sky flames!

The sky's flames condensed like pulp, and slowly hung down toward the rooftop platform below.

On the western edge of Kunlun, on the top of a solitary peak, Yinfeng and Gu Qing sat opposite each other, looking up at the broken sky above their heads.

Yinfeng raised a jar of Zuixiang and drank half of it. Fang wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said, "It seems like someone is coming from above again."

Gu Qing sat leisurely leaning against a rock, with several empty altars in front of her. However, her clothes were spotless, and she was not as unrestrained as Yinfeng who drank wine. She looked at the blood-colored sky and asked: "What's coming down this time?"

Who could it be?"

Yinfeng smiled and said: "Last time, we killed a third-grade general, the Heavenly Lord. Even if we don't have a Heavenly Lord this time, why should we have a patrolling Heavenly Lord? It was only when I killed the Heavenly Lord that I discovered that the heavenly secrets in this world were in chaos.

, maybe there is some powerful person hiding in the lurk. All the heavenly kings above are so wise, how could they send people below the third rank here again? Otherwise, I am afraid that there are really not enough people to kill in this world. But look at the momentum, this time's handiwork

It's definitely not small. We can hide once, but not twice. I'm afraid this is the place where you and I will be buried. That Ji Ruochen traveled all over China, obviously looking for you. If you don't go see him once, I'm afraid you won't have another chance.

Already."

Gu Qing withdrew his gaze, stared at the empty wine jar in front of him, and said calmly: "Do you really want me to go?"

Yinfeng casually threw a wine jar into the abyss, and said with a smile: "From the moment I cut off the head of Zhang Xian, I have already figured it out. The fate of the world is like a dream, changing in the heart, there is no fixed number, no predestined relationship.

What's the point? You go ahead, I'm here, if the one who comes down is just a patrolling god, I might be able to hold him off for a day."

Gu Qing's eyes were still fixed on the wine jar, and he just asked: "It seems that the power of an immortal is not judged by his or her rank?"

Yinfeng nodded and said: "Immortals each have their own responsibilities, and their strengths are also different. I patrol the four realms all year round and have to fight against giant monsters. If I only talk about fighting immortal magic, I am naturally not comparable to the likes of Ling Xian. However,

When it comes to other things, I can’t do it.”

Gu Qing remained silent, seeming to be thinking about something.

In the blink of an eye, Yinfeng had drank the remaining jars of wine. A light red appeared in his eyebrows, and he urged: "Hurry up! He is still in the extreme northern desert. It will take some time for you to get there.

! Alas, I ran out of wine again. I only stole so much when I went to Daodezong this time, and I almost alarmed Yuxu. Hey! It is true that heroes emerge from troubled times. The progress of Yuxu's Taoist realm is really rapid. It's a pity that no matter how talented he is,

, and there is no chance for him to improve."

Gu Qing stared at the empty wine jar, thought for a long time, and then slowly said: "It's better not to see you."

"Why?" Yinfeng was surprised.

Gu Qing finally raised his head, looked up at the bloody sky, exhaled a long breath, and said: "I think... he still hasn't figured it out yet!"

Yinfeng thought for a moment, shook his head, and the Dingtian Sword appeared in his palm, then tore off a piece of clothing and wiped it carefully.

February has entered, and the time for spring to bloom is not far away.

In the Xixuan Mountains, the top of Mogan Peak naturally does not have to change according to the weather. Although the vast mountains are covered with snow, the top of Mogan Peak is still full of flowers and shaded by green trees.

In the early morning, before it was fully light, there were two Taoist priests at the mountain gate of Taishang Daode Palace, holding sweepers, and they carefully swept the spotless stairs. After the whole world was surrounded by cultivators, Daodezong showed its power and broke through the siege first.

The mountain was flattened by Qingxu, forcing the real immortal to escape with injuries. Although two immortals, Jingxiao and Yuxuan, and nearly thirty monks from the Shangqing Dynasty were killed, their reputation was at its peak in the past three thousand years.

!Looking at the world, who can resist?

As they were sweeping the stairs, they suddenly saw a man and a woman walking slowly towards the end of the stairs. The man was tall and upright, and his gestures naturally gave him a majesty that was hard to resist. The woman was as gentle as water, with unparalleled grace, and her white clothes floated in the wind.

, as if coming on the wind.

The Taoist sect has a great cause, even the two sweepers have high-level cultivation, and their magnanimity is not small. When they see this man and a woman, they are secretly heartbroken and wary. Mo Ganfeng towers over them.

Yun, for ordinary monks, it would take them half a day to climb the mountain from the bottom of the peak. It was still early in the morning, how could these two people have arrived at the mountain gate?

The two Taoists looked at each other, one greeted the couple, and the other rushed back to the palace to ask the Taoist priest who was on duty to preside over the situation.

The man and woman arrived very quickly, and the distance of a hundred feet was covered in an instant. As soon as the Taoist put the rake aside, they were already standing in front of them.

The woman didn't even look at the Taoist priest in front of her. She looked up and her eyes had already landed on the five words "Taishang Daode Palace" written on the plaque hanging on the majestic palace in the distance. Her expression was changing, and she was obviously feeling agitated.

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The man was still as gentle as jade, and gave a salute to the Taoist priest Sasao, and said warmly: "I would like to ask the Taoist Master to tell you all the immortals of your sect, and say that Mingshan Yixuan, Wen Wan, is here to visit, and talk about old times with all the immortals."

This Taoist has obviously never heard of who Yixuan and Wenwan are, but Mingshan knows it. Seeing the two of them with such cultivation, he turned pale with fright. However, the determination and courage of the Taoist sect is different from that of ordinary sects.

The small sect was different. Although the Taoist was frightened, he was still able to return the greeting and said: "You two, please move to the guest pavilion and wait a moment. The elders of our sect will be here in a blink of an eye. The poor Taoist said softly, and his duty is only to sweep the courtyard. This important thing cannot be done.

host."

Yixuan nodded, took Wenwan with him, sat down in the guest pavilion, and calmly admired the scenery of Yunshan.

Not long after, the gate of Taishang Daode Palace opened wide, and dozens of people filed out, led by Master Taiyin and Master Shouzhen. They were far apart, Master Shouzhen laughed loudly and said: "Demon Emperor, Empress Wan

With your great presence, our sect is indeed more glorious than ever! I wonder how the Demon Emperor and Empress Wan want to reminisce about the past when they come to Xixuan?"

Yixuan took Wen Wan out of the welcoming pavilion and looked at the Daodezong group, with a slightly surprised look on his face, and said, "Where are the other real people of the Guizong?"

Shouzhen smiled and said: "The rest of the real people have their own important matters and can't escape at all, so only the two of us lead some younger disciples to welcome the Demon Queen Wan."

Yixuan pondered for a moment, and the amber light in his eyes gradually lit up, and said: "Yixuan knows that he cannot disturb Master Ziwei to come out of seclusion, but since my wife and I have come to visit, the other six Masters of your sect should come out. As long as

It would be too much to ask for two real people. With all due respect, the two real people will only bring disaster and misfortune."

Master Shouzhen smiled bitterly and said: "How could we not know that Demon Emperor Wanhou has magical powers? It's just that the timing for the two of you to arrive is really good. To be honest, Master Taiyin and I were sent to greet you two in the sect.

This has reached the limit. Other real people cannot be separated for a moment. We have never thought that we can beat the two of us. As long as we can delay it for a while, we will be satisfied."

A look of surprise flashed across Yixuan's face again, and he knew that what Shouzhen said was actually accusing Yixuan Wenwan of taking advantage of others' danger. He and his wife went up the mountain to fight for life and death. Daodezong knew this, but still only two people came out.

When it comes to real people, it means that it is really a matter of life and death, and it can no longer be distinguished. As the Demon Emperor, although he is upright in dealing with things, he is not a pedantic person. Moreover, the blood feud between the two parties has indeed reached the point of never ending, using all means

There is nothing wrong with that, not to mention that you just unintentionally took a little advantage?

The hands that Yixuan and Wenwan had been holding together parted ways, and Wenwan took a few steps back to the side, a considerable distance away from Yixuan. The mountain wind was not strong, but Yixuan's long hair slowly floated up.

Master Taiyin and Master Shouzhen knew that this was a sign that Yixuan was about to launch an attack. The brutal battle between Master Dongxuan and Wenwan was not far away, and the two Masters knew that their current moral standards were still far from what they were then.

Dongxuan Master. Although Wen Wan and three Mingshan generals joined forces to fight a close match with Dongxuan Master, Dongxuan Master was also injured in the battle, resulting in his Taoism declining and unable to ascend. Moreover, no one today believes that the Demon Emperor

Yixuan would be worse than Wenwan. Wenwan stepped back a few feet in order to let the demon emperor Yixuan reveal his true form.

Once the Demon King, who has never shown his true form in hundreds of years, is activated, what overwhelming momentum will he have?

Shouzhen and Taiyin looked at each other. They may have had rifts in the past, and they almost fought each other. However, at this time when the whole sect was in danger of life and death, their determination to fight to the death made them connected.

More than thirty Taoist priests silently set up a formation behind the two real men. The Taoist priests were well-trained, and in an instant they had set up four magic formations, either to resist the enemy, to speed up, to strengthen themselves, or to treat them, with different effects.

The same. With four formations and 10%, the combat power of the two masters immediately increased by 50%. Master Shouzhen continued to bless himself and activated several magic weapons. The array of magic weapons was his strength.

.Even Master Taiyin, who has never used magic weapons, has successively used two magic weapons for body protection.

These methods are close to the limit of a monk, but in Yixuan's eyes, they are still not enough. The mountain wind is getting stronger and stronger, and his body is slowly expanding and getting bigger. Although it is already over two feet tall, it has not stopped at all.

sign.

"Where is the Xixuan Cliff-free Formation? How come you don't see Guizong using it? Could it be that Yixuan can't alert Master Ziwei, and he doesn't even have the ability to ask Guizong to activate the Xixuan Cliff-free Formation?!" Yixuan yelled, and the mountains rushed up.

Respond!

Yixuan's figure has grown to three feet tall, with green scales appearing on his skin, and his eyebrows have been replaced by faint frost and fire. At this moment, he is no longer the polite middle-aged man before, but has become

The all-powerful demon king who dominates the mountains!

Wen Wan stood quietly and looked at Yixuan, who was full of momentum for the first time in hundreds of years. This moment was the last peace in her long life.

Gu Shouzhen and Taiyin neither answered Yixuan's questions nor showed any sign of activating the Xixuan Wuya Formation. They also stood quietly in front of the Taishang Daode Palace, relying on the thin magic circle and manpower, preparing to welcome the sting.

The wrath of the Demon King for hundreds of years in an extremely cold place.

At the end of the stairs, a gust of fishy black wind suddenly blew up. It was the demonic wind that would only be generated when the demon clan gathered. How could the demonic wind arise just so close to Taishang Morality Palace?

Nearly a hundred monsters, large and small, emerged from the demonic wind, all of them possessing tyrannical strength. The leader was short and fat and not impressive in appearance, but Tao Tian's power was not weaker than that of any real person.
To be continued...