Yun Qing rushed up to the protruding stone platform as quickly as possible. The shadow wall was as hazy as a mirror, and there was no one inside. The immortal saint was indeed not there. "The first words of elegant and elegant words" She raised her head and glanced at the top of the Tongtian Divine Vein. Is he up here, or in the underworld of the North Sea
Yun Qing thought for a while, and finally dismissed all the doubts in his mind and rushed directly to the shadow wall.
At this moment, Qing Xuzi stepped onto the stone platform and saw Yun Qing's hands touching the smooth and blurry screen wall. He frowned slightly. The shadow wall was of profound significance to the Immortal Dao, just like the magic patterns in the Underworld Temple. It was the final barrier to the Immortal Dao system.
Although he rarely obeyed Taiqing's instructions, he did not dare to make fun of Taoism at this moment, so he immediately exploded all his energy and directly used the technique of shifting the universe. The risk of using Taoism in such an environment where Taoism is suppressed is not small, but as Taiqing said, if you inherit the will of this Taoism, you must be determined to die for it.
His figure flashed and appeared beside Yun Qing before Yun Qing could do anything.
Yun Qing turned sideways to avoid his hand, and directly turned Kun Wu into Zhen Gang and slashed towards the shadow wall. His movements were so fast that it was difficult to distinguish. Qing Xuzi was very close to her, but he had just experienced an explosion of vitality and was unable to use Taoism for a while. He directly fluttered his sleeves and clamped the blade of Kunwu's blade accurately between his fingers. A small stream of blood flowed from his fingertips. This was the first time he was injured since he sniped Yun Qing. At such a fast speed, Yun Qing could still catch the blade with his bare hands. For a moment, Yun Qing was not sure whether he could blast away the shadow wall under his nose.
"Your legs are broken and you still want to fight at close range?" Qing Xuzi strangled her neck unceremoniously with his other hand. He felt that the skin of the person in his hand was too cold to be alive, but the pulse was beating extremely violently. Obviously the other party has started to fight hard.
Yun Qing smiled coldly, and the evil spirit of the sword suddenly arose in Zhen Gang. Qing Xuzi was shaken away, and his back was pressed against the screen wall.
"How dare you touch Kunwu directly without the energy to protect your body?" Yun Qing mocked in a similar tone, her voice was hoarse and there was a clear mark on her neck.
Qing Xuzi coughed up blood, but his expression remained calm: "Why don't you dare?"
Almost at the same time, Yun Qing slashed with his sword, and he accurately grabbed Yun Qing's pale wrist. Yun Qing felt the huge force crushing her wrist bones. She raised her finger slightly, and Zhen Gang fell directly into the other hand. Zhen Gang's blade fell into her hand, and then turned slightly to face the screen wall. At this time, Yun Qing's hand was already covered with blood. The other hand recovered under the flow of the marrow washing meridian, and directly clasped Qing Xuzi.
Now her hand holding the knife is slightly lower, probably near Qing Xuzi's side waist. Qing Xuzi strangled Yun Qing's neck with one hand, and his other hand was held back by Yun Qing while fighting for Kun Wu. For a moment, he was unable to stop him.
Qing Xuzi realized that something was wrong. Yun Qing had obviously used a fake move to lure him into action, and then directly attacked Yingbi while he was unable to react. He wanted to reach out and throw her away, but at this time Yun Qing had already thrown Zhen Gang towards the screen wall. 『Elegant*Wen*Words*Emotion*First*Posted』
Zhen Gang directly rubbed Qing Xuzi's ribs and penetrated the smooth and flat screen wall. Both Yun Qing and him were stiff for a moment.
They all heard a slight "click" sound, just like the sound of a mirror breaking, and there were dense cracks like spider webs where the mirror had just penetrated the screen wall. Qing Xuzi himself had never done anything to this shadow wall, and he didn't know that this thing was as brittle as glass, and it would start to break apart just after being poked with a hole. In fact, even Yun Qing himself was a little surprised after taking action, because the magic patterns in the Underworld Temple looked very strong, and the screen wall was too fragile.
Qing Xuzi heard the subtle breaking sounds getting louder and louder, and he immediately said to Yun Qing: "Let go!"
"Let go first!" Yun Qing's strength was astonishing, and she pressed him firmly against the screen wall, regardless of the tightening hand around her neck.
At this time, the sound of shattering became louder and louder, and Qing Xuzi's expression became slightly condensed. He didn't know how long it would take Dong Xuanzi to catch up, let alone what the consequences would be if the screen wall shattered. It would be safer to leave here now.
Qingxuzi coldly replied to her with two words: "You first."
No one dares to believe the other, so no one can let go first. Qing Xuzi was closer to the screen wall, and he was in greater danger, but he remained calm and his expression did not waver in the slightest.
Yun Qing was about to say something, but at that moment he saw the entire screen wall peeling off. The fragments between gold and stone hit the two of them like a waterfall, but they did not cause any serious injuries.
Inside the screen wall is a solid rock formation that is exactly the same as the entire Tongtian Divine Vein.
Neither of them expected this situation, because the Immortal Saint had been sitting inside and moving back and forth. It looked like there was a passage.
But now the screen wall is broken, and there are mountains directly inside, which means Yun Qing has no way out. She reacted quickly, and with a move in her hand, the sword suddenly appeared and stabbed Zhen Gang directly into Qing Xuzi's chest. Qing Xuzi thought about exchanging one for one, and was about to strangle her to death, but the next moment he saw Zhen Gang stopped half an inch in front of him.
A slender white hand passed through Yun Qing's chest, and cold blood splashed all over Qing Xuzi's body.
"Master...reverence?"
Yun Qing fell towards him, Qing Xuzi subconsciously reached out to hold her up, then looked up at the person behind her, and said with some disbelief: "Are you recovered?"
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Spring has begun to bloom in Beichuan Continent, but Nanfeng Continent is still in severe winter.
This winter, the lake surrounding Yaoque Tower has been covered with a thin layer of ice, and the people who used to paddle boats on the lake have disappeared. There are overcast clouds over Yaoque Tower, and it will be raining and snowing soon, and it will be bone-chilling cold. The paleness of the bones and the paleness of the frost mixed together, giving it a more desolate and desolate feeling. In recent years, the situation in the Demonic Way is neither good nor bad. The battle lines between Qingchuan Shanfu and Lu Tiantan have advanced and retreated near Jiu Ming City, and each has its own victory or defeat.
The demon saint stood in front of the Bone Tower in a black dress. Bifang stood on the sharp bone spurs and combed his feathers. He occasionally looked directly at her with his dark round eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
In front of the demon saint was a monster corpse penetrated by countless bone spurs.
The monster looked like a big white bull, with a snake-like tail, wings on its back, and solid fur. Its chest was still rising and falling, but it was not completely dead. The eyes it looked at the demon saint were honest and honest, without any hint of pain. Bi Fang raised his head and glanced at it, but there was no extra emotion in his eyes.
The bone spurs that passed through his body were delicate and warm, like jade, and seemed to have a lively warmth.
The demon saint's hand opened the monster's chest bit by bit, and the places where the fingertips touched automatically separated. Under the scarlet skin, there was a beating heart.
"Please use it slowly, sir." The monster uttered human words and piously sacrificed itself to the ancestor of all monsters.
The demon saint looked gentle, tearing off a small part from the heart and putting it into his mouth as if he was caressing his own child. She stretched out her other hand and patted the monster's head, saying softly: "Thank you."
All the power of the monster beast is contained in the blood. This power comes from the Shiwan Mountain, and now it flows back into the body of this saint.
The demon beast whose heart was devoured by her alive said calmly: "My clan is willing to sacrifice everything for the saint. This is the honor of our ancestors. Please don't be too polite to the saint."
Bi Fang did not look up anymore. The scene in front of him was too cruel, but it happened every winter. Liu Xiaoniu dedicated her flesh and blood to Lord Saint that winter many years ago, and her descendants multiplied in the summer, rowing boats in this lake and serving Lord Saint. When winter comes, it repeats this sacrifice again, from generation to generation, for thousands of years.
This ancestor of all monsters is the beginning of the lives of all the monsters in Shiwan Mountain, and also the end of their lives.
The life born from the Hundred Thousand Mountains will eventually be returned to her.
The demon saint devoured the beating heart. The white hair on her temples began to turn black, and the lines at the end of her eyes gradually faded. The corners of her mouth were stained with scarlet blood, looking sad and beautiful. The breath of life flowed into the white bones that pierced it little by little, and its body became shriveled and thin, until only a handful of white bones remained. These bones are piled up in front of the Yaoque Tower. Like its ancestors, they sleep here with supreme glory.
Light snow began to fall in the sky, and Bi Fang waved his wings impatiently. The snowflakes turned into rain before they even touched him.
"Are you feeling better?" Bifang asked coquettishly as he fluttered his wings and crawled into the arms of the demon saint.
The demon saint wiped the blood from the corners of his lips with his slender and delicate fingertips, and said while stroking its feathers: "It won't take long... but it's enough."
"Isn't it good?" Bifang looked up at her gloomily, "Then eat me?"
The Demon Dao Saint smiled, and his eyebrows were as vibrant as a girl's. She lowered her head and kissed the fiery red feathers on Bifang's head: "Then... remember to return to Yaoque Tower before you die."
"Well." Bifang chirped with satisfaction, his round eyes spotless, "What should we do now?"
The demon saint looked at it lovingly and asked, "What do you want to do?"
Like most mothers in the world, she indulges her children in making every request and tries her best to fulfill it.
"Eat people, kill people, and burn all those who can hurt you." Bifang blinked, and the gentle smile of the demon saint was reflected in his clear eyes.
The demon saint lowered his eyebrows and calculated for a while, then a faint smile slowly appeared on his lips. After she finished the calculation, he said to Bi Fang: "The Book of Heaven has been sent to Taiqing, he will help us hold Lu Tiantan .”
"So what?" Bi Fang didn't understand. He always had very few things on his mind. "You just need to tell me what I should do."
The demon saint released it into the air, and Bifang flapped its wings and lingered for a while. She pulled out a bone umbrella from the void to block the swaying light snow. The umbrella was covered with flowers, which contrasted well with the colorful hairpin in her hair.
"Speak quickly!" Bi Fang urged impatiently, circling the demon saint over and over again.
"I will protect you." The demon saint turned around and looked at the towering Yaoque Tower. Her expression was so gentle that she didn't look like a saint at all. "I hope that in the endless and distant future, you can be like this , multiplying endlessly in this 100,000-strong mountain, and can even go out to see a more wonderful world."
Bi Fang yawned. He didn't quite understand what the demon saint said.
The demon saint smiled under the umbrella, and her youthful appearance was full of beauty, but the maternal brilliance had never faded from her body.
Gentle and cruel, just like this hundred thousand mountains.
"Go, let the Mirror Kingdom be destroyed, and humanity no longer needs to exist."
This winter, countless monsters from the Hundred Thousand Mountains came out in force and swarmed towards the war-torn Mirror Kingdom.