In the small town of Langfeng, there is still cool moisture in the air, and the mulberry trees are sprouting new green branches, and spring is coming again in the blink of an eye. en8.
"Demon Lord, the time to sacrifice to heaven is coming." Sheng Jin stood with his sword in his arms and said softly to the people in the hut, "It's time to set off."
It was still early, and the morning light fell on the paper window, casting a thin silhouette. The man inside has a wide robe and wide sleeves, his long hair is spread out, and the fragrance of books and ink quietly escapes in the humid air. She put down the book in her hand, and then said to Sheng Jin outside the window: "It's still early, let's wait until there is some movement over there."
Demon Lord Huang Quan always spoke with a smile. Sheng Jin felt at peace after hearing this. He said, "Don't we need to mention it and ambush him?"
"Ambush?" Yun Qing couldn't help but asked, "Gong Fuxin has Jiang Yingyue to help him, Huohuang has He Qingqiu to help him, and the sword spirits can communicate with each other. Who do you want to hide? Besides, there will be ghosts later. When the Taoist people come, if they are far away I can still hide the secrets of heaven a little, but if they are close it will be difficult."
Sheng Jin closed his mouth.
Yun Qing packed up the books and said to the swordsman beside him: "Where are your two aunts?"
The swordsman couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He had always called Hu Hanmei and Long Huai aunt, but the Demon Lord made him particularly uncomfortable when he said this: "They said they would be here soon, and they are rushing here from the Great Movement Formation."
"Why the delay?" Yun Qing asked calmly, this tone made the swordsman uneasy.
"Well, they started fighting." After Jianchen finished speaking, he coughed and added, "Miss Hu was slightly injured. The princess asked someone to take care of her."
This answer was completely expected. Yun Qing just nodded and didn't ask further. Hu Hanmei is a very stubborn person who has many twists and turns in her heart. Sometimes, even with good intentions, she can easily anger Long Huai. She also insists on saving face without explaining, so she has to be beaten every day. As for Long Huai, she has a bad temper. If she encounters Hu Hanmei who refuses to bow her head, she will rush forward with two fists, no matter how she looks.
The two of them couldn't be said to be good or bad at getting along. They seemed like sisters when they weren't fighting.
At this time, a burst of fire rose into the sky from the north, and half of the sky was reflected in red. The warm light shone on the devastated earth, and the fragrance and fragrance of flowers soothed people's hearts.
When the swordsman saw this scene, his expression suddenly became serious. He pressed his sword and said: "Demon Lord..."
Yun Qing opened the door and walked out before he finished speaking. She looked at the phoenix bird wandering in the sky from a distance, frowned slightly and said, "So fast?"
Sheng Jin, who was waiting outside the door, also became nervous: "Demon Lord, we have to hurry up. The fire phoenix shows people auspicious signs, indicating that the new emperor of Gaya is about to ascend the throne. "Ya*wen*yan*qing*shou*fa" this throne Definitely, the new king you chose will probably lose power!"
Yun Qing looked at the fire and smiled: "It doesn't matter, just wait. Restoration can't be achieved every time."
Sure enough, in less than half a moment, a magnificent ghost city descended on the top of the Five Mountains. The screams of ghosts and ghosts dispersed the loud chirping of phoenix birds, making thousands of people feel nervous. The black fog barrier covered that area so tightly that Jianchen and Sheng Jin could not see what was going on inside.
Black flames shot up from the ground under Yun Qing's feet, and she instantly stepped up into the air to look at the situation over there.
On the top of the mountain, the altar was destroyed and countless sacrificial vessels were scattered on the ground. Gaya Guizhen, who originally knelt in front of the altar to offer sacrifices to heaven, was shrouded in black mist.
Song Liyou gently waved his folding fan and landed it in front of Gaya Guizhen. He picked up the boy's neck with one hand, ignoring his rapid breathing and hateful eyes.
"I want to see how your restoration will proceed if the Gaya family has no descendants." He slowly tightened his grip and looked frivolously at the people of Mo Ling who were standing with swords in their hands.
Tai Chi Sword Intention Palace caresses the heart, golden screen comes, Fengjiang Sword Intention moves like a shuttle, Han Linlin, Qiu Zheng, Qin Ke, elders Han Sheng, Hua Qianqiu, Jiang Qi... plus hundreds of inner disciples, There are tens of thousands of outer sect disciples, and the whole mountain is full of Moling sect members. The sword energy spreads across thousands of miles, reaching everything and destroying everything, but for most disciples, the sword is just an offensive weapon and is not good at defending. So Song Liyou had taken advantage of a loophole just now. He used the advantages of magical weapons and exercises to avoid detection and landed on the top of the Five Mountains.
Not only are there numerous disciples of Mo Ling, but there is also an unpredictable fire phoenix hovering in the sky, watching. But Song Liyou restrained Gaya Guizhen right under the noses of all of them, and now he was still talking and laughing in front of all of them.
"Young City Master is impulsive. If we let go of the Emperor now, we still have room for negotiation." The white-haired Hua Qianqiu stepped forward and said. He was wearing ordinary cloth, his hands were empty, and his whole body was as sharp as a sharp sword.
Song Liyou is under a lot of pressure now. From the direct descendant to the elder, there are not many that he is confident that he can win, let alone against a group of them.
But he still smiled strangely: "If you withdraw from Beichuan now and go back underground, then I can give you a chance to negotiate."
"I don't know where you get your confidence from." Jin Pinglin said coldly. He was wearing mysterious clothes and standing side by side with Gong Fuxin, carrying two swords on his back, one yin and one yang.
Song Liyou laughed loudly. He looked at Jin Pinglin with great interest and said: "I don't have the confidence to defeat you, but I believe that my saint will not watch me die here. You don't want to die in one breath." Facing the three saints: immortals, humans, and ghosts?"
Gong Fuxin's bright eyes flashed slightly, and the sword energy penetrated the heaven and earth like a rainbow: "The sword has been unsheathed, and there will be no turning back. If the sword is broken here, our sword will still be strong."
As long as the matter of resetting the holy path is taken one step, the whole of Moling will not be able to turn back, and no one among them has even thought about turning back.
Song Liyou said mockingly: "If you shout nicely, why don't you ask Fire Phoenix to die for you in a fight?"
He instigated the relationship between Moling Jiange and Mianfeng Lang with just one sentence. The younger generation of disciples all looked aggrieved. At this time, the fire phoenix in the sky also descended. Song Liyou saw the famous Mo Ling power behind her, the feudal lord He Qingqiu.
He Qingqiu was one step behind Huo Huang, with a calm expression and his eyes as sharp as they were thousands of years ago.
"It's not that Wu Huang will die, but that the disciples of Mo Ling voluntarily entrust their lives to Wu Huang." He Qingqiu said calmly, his voice resounding throughout the mountain and forest.
Song Liyou narrowed his eyes. He was thinking at this moment that Huo Huang might just be strong on the outside but weak on the inside. Most of Huo Huang's words in the past two days came from this great humane expert. I just don't know how He Qingqiu manifested himself, so that he looks like a living person.
When Huo Huang standing in front of him heard these words, his heart was suddenly filled with uneasiness, anxiety, and pain for a moment. She didn't want to carry such a heavy burden, but she had no choice. She didn't want to disappoint Fengxian. If only she could end this war, no more bloodshed, no more deaths...
Huohuang raised her head and looked at Song Liyou, with an awe-inspiring expression and a commanding presence. She took a step forward and said, "Gaya Guizhen obeys the order, inherits this destiny, treats all people with kindness, serves the heaven and earth with courtesy, and controls the four seas. The imperial majesty is immortal!"
Gaya Guizhen was choked so hard that he could not breathe smoothly, but he opened his eyes and stared at the fire phoenix, trying his best not to let the tears of fear stay. The light in his eyes was dazzling, the Ziwei Emperor Star moved, and purple energy rose from his body into the sky. He looked at Huo Huang without blinking, and shouted in his heart: "I will be a good emperor!"
Song Liyou felt a hot breath coming towards his face. Fire Phoenix took another step forward, and then his whole body was engulfed in flames.
Song Liyou felt a pain in his hand, and when he looked over, he found that the person he was holding had turned into a fire phoenix. The phoenix divine fire enveloped the entire altar. Elder Mo Ling took Gaya Guizhen, who had just been rescued by the fire phoenix, to withdraw from the place. He Qingqiu's figure stayed in the sea of fire, looming.
"Young City Master should not get involved in this matter." Huo Huang said calmly, her appearance was slowly changing, becoming more and more mature, becoming more graceful, upright, and inviolable.
The temperature in Song Liyou's hand became more and more intense. He quickly shook the fire phoenix away and said in shock: "Are you really desperate for your life?"
Huo Huang was only seven or eight years old just now, but now she is close to fifteen or sixteen years old. She made clothes woven with Phoenix divine fire, and her eyes were filled with deep green color. Her aura was rising steadily, and she soon crossed the entrance path and headed towards the combined path. Her hair gradually turned crimson, and finally burned like a flame. The clothes on her back tore apart, and the phoenix wings slowly spread out. Song Liyou immediately guessed that she was using secret techniques to improve her strength and quickly grew into a fully mature state. However, this process is not without cost. The consequence of forcing the seedlings to grow is withering.
"Yeah, no more." Huo Huang looked at him indifferently and slowly stretched out a hand.
He Qingqiu's expression was a little gloomy. He held Huo Huang's hand, and his whole body turned into a long sword in her hand. The warm jade on the sword's tassel was exactly the same as Huo Huang's eyes.
Song Liyou didn't expect that Mianfenglang was really willing to let Huohuang come here to die. He said: "It's not the time to risk your life yet, you..."
At this time, thunder shook in all directions, and earth-shaking loud noises rang from every corner of the Beichuan continent. Countless swords rose from the sea, and countless sword intents firmly covered Beichuan. The evil spirit of the earth surged like a dragon, and deep cracks opened in the earth. Sea water poured in, and was filled with the soil dug out. Either gorgeous or cold, the sword light has passed through a whole thousand years, sleeping underground for countless days and nights, just waiting for this moment to explode.
"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!" Fire Phoenix lifted up the long sword transformed by He Qingqiu, and the phoenix divine fire shot up into the sky. A crimson hole was burned through the sky, and the surrounding clouds were burning as red as blood.
Thousands of sword energy accompanied by the evil energy gathered towards the place where the Fire Phoenix was. They completely covered the sky in Beichuan, and the entire continent seemed to be sealed by a large net composed of sword energy. Nothing can get in or out.
"Are you crazy? You actually made the entire continent into a sword formation..."
Song Liyou wanted to run away before he finished speaking, but the world was filled with dense and murderous sword energy. It could be said that there was no way to go to the sky and no way to the earth.
"It's not just Beichuan, but also Nanfeng." A feminine voice came from Song Liyou's fan. Song Liyou was startled and opened the folding fan.
This fan is connected to the Gate of Hell, and can be regarded as a large teleportation array that can be carried around.
A total of five ghost figures came out from the fan, and the ghost emperors from the five directions came here in their incarnations. There is a ghostly atmosphere on the top of the mountain, and there are gusty winds. Song Liyou's ghost town has turned into a physical entity, and all kinds of ghosts are emerging one after another.
The one who just spoke was the Central Ghost Emperor Zhou Qi. He saluted Song Liyou and then said: "Young City Lord, leave this place to us."
Song Liyou frowned slightly, but he also knew that now was not the time to worry about internal disputes: "Be careful."
At this moment, a loud dragon roar came from the horizon.