In the chaotic depths of the boundless darkness, two figures, one gold and one red, quickly fought each other, and the spiritual power collided with brilliant rays of light.
Anyone who has experienced the battle three hundred years ago will be able to see how similar the situation is to the final battle that year.
In the past, Feng Xiao and Yan Huaqing fought in the sky over the Immortal Realm for several days, and finally shot him down to the Demon Realm with serious injuries. Afterwards, the god Feng Xiao, whose spiritual power was almost exhausted, used the bones of the gods as a guide, and set a ban to seal the countless demons inside.
And in another place in this space-time rift, in a remote place that no one noticed, a door of light opened silently.
Ji Chaoyun rode a white tiger, followed by a group of allied troops.
"Master, the time has come, shall we go in now?" Shuo Feng asked beside him.
Before Ji Chaoyun could answer, someone in the team behind them suddenly said leisurely, "I'm afraid it's not right for us to enter so hastily?"
Ji Chaoyun looked back.
That man had a childish face and wore an indigo robe. He should also be a senior with high morals.
Ji Chaoyun pondered for a moment, but he didn't remember which clan he was from.
"... The Allied Forces in the Immortal Realm are already weak and weak, and God Feng Xiao also let us infiltrate in several ways. Some people are not afraid of being guarded by gods. Those of us with low spiritual power, what should we do if we encounter the enemy army? manage?"
This person is radiant with immortal power, and is already more powerful than many allied troops present, but he calls himself "low spiritual power" and speaks in a tone of voice, and the irony in it is obvious.
As soon as these words came out, many people present began to discuss.
Ji Chaoyun drove Bai Hu to turn around and walked in front of the man, and asked in a low voice, "You don't want to go?"
The white tiger is as tall as a person, and when he got close, the hot breath coming out of his mouth came towards him. The man involuntarily took a half step back, stalking his neck and said, "I, I just hope to think about it for a few more days, and I shouldn't be in such a hurry to conflict with the demons."
"How many days to consider?" Ji Chaoyun sneered, "I want to wait to see who wins and who loses between Feng Xiao and Yan Huaqing?"
The man looked away.
"If he kills Yan Huaqing and comes back victorious, the allies will be able to rush into the Demon Realm while the demons are headless. It will be a shame, right?" Ji Chaoyun leaned forward slightly and said softly, "If he loses, then It shows that the demons are indeed unstoppable, how many of you are going to turn against each other and bow down to the demons?!"
The man's face turned red: "I didn't say that!"
Ji Chaoyun stood up straight, used some spiritual power, and said loudly: "I won't force anyone, neither will Feng Xiao. If any of you don't want to go in, or have concerns, you can stop here."
There are more than thousands of people in the team in front of him, but at this moment everyone looked at each other and no one spoke.
Ji Chaoyun narrowed his eyes slightly, and finally said nothing, driving Baihu to turn around and walk into the gate of light: "Let's go."
Before Feng Qi left, he made a plan, and he would hold Yan Huaqing in the space-time rift, and the rest of the Allied troops would divide into several paths and enter the Demon Realm from different directions.
The team led by Ji Chaoyun entered the Demon Realm at the latest time, but the entrance they entered was the closest to Wujintian where the Demon Realm Lord Yan Huaqing lived.
Everyone quickly passed through the space-time gap between the two domains and came to the outside of the emberless sky.
Outside the ember-free sky, a high bronze door was tightly closed, and there were two guards guarding the high wall.
A plain white figure flew into the sky.
"!"
The two of them only felt a chill in their throats, and before they could make any sound, hot blood sprayed out from the cut throat, and slowly slid down the mottled surface of the bronze door.
The two figures fell from the high wall and smashed heavily in front of the slowly opening bronze door.
Above the high wall, Ji Chaoyun straightened his body, and a string of blood beads rolled from the slender blade in his hand.
"superior!"
How well Feng Qi knew about the Demon Realm, as early as half an hour ago, the Allies had already invaded all the fortresses in the Demon Realm. The fires of war are burning everywhere in the Demon Territory today, and Wujintian has become the weakest point.
The allied army led by Ji Chaoyun quickly invaded the city as if they were no one.
"Young Master, the forbidden army who stayed behind Wujintian has retreated to the Demon King's Palace. Are you forcibly breaking through now?" Shuofeng hurried over and said to Ji Chaoyun.
"Wait first." Ji Chaoyun pondered for a moment, then asked, "Where are the reinforcements?"
Shuofeng said: "I have received two replies, saying that they were intercepted by a large number of demon troops, and they are still unable to come to Wujintian to join."
Ji Chaoyun frowned slightly: "A large army of demons?"
Shuofeng said in a low voice, "My subordinates also feel that this is strange. Besides, Wujintian's defense... seems to be too weak."
Ji Chaoyun was silent for a moment, and said, "I ordered to go down and be on guard, things may not be so simple."
"Yes."
The allied troops were stationed outside the Wujin Tianmojun Palace. Ji Chaoyun looked at the majestic high palace made of bluestone and jade, and suddenly said in a low voice, "Do you think this is very similar to a place?"
"Young master said..."
"Qingqiu."
When Ji Chaoyun first entered Qingqiu Island, he felt that the style there was incompatible with Xianyu. And here, both the construction of the house and the layout of the city are too similar to Qingqiu.
Yan Huaqing's influence on Bai Qiuyue is so far-reaching
Ji Chaoyun sighed silently, turned his head and looked into the distance, as if he had crossed the towering halls, and looked at the chaotic space-time crack outside the Demon Realm.
In the space-time rift, the struggle continues.
After Feng Qi regained his divine power as an ancient god, his power should not be underestimated. But Yan Huaqing's strength has also improved, and he has been fighting with him for a long time without showing any disadvantage.
With a loud bang, the two of them landed on two light strips, one on the left and one on the right.
Feng Qi raised his hand to hold his heart, and forcibly endured the bloody aura surging in his throat.
On the other hand, Yan Huaqing's demeanor was still calm: "Are you a little surprised, wondering why my cultivation has improved to this point?"
"There's nothing to be curious about." Feng Qi said, "After all, you've been locked in the Demon Realm all these years, and there's nothing else you can do except practice. Your cultivation is diligent, as I expected."
He paused and immediately said: "Wrong, you can also manipulate the chess pieces to make trouble outside, which is quite interesting, right?"
Yan Huaqing's eyes changed.
That trace of strangeness was fleeting, and soon returned to normal, even Feng Qi had never seen it clearly.
Feng Qi put the sword beside him and said slowly, "You have been trapped in the Demon Realm all these years, are you lonely?"
"What are you talking about—"
"I understand your feelings." Feng Qi interrupted in a low voice, "It's just like when I was trapped in the God's Domain. It's interesting to say that the God's Domain is forever day and night is here, so we all yearn for the lower realm and want to be free. I really want to thank you, if you hadn’t sent troops to the Immortal Realm, I wouldn’t be able to come here, and I wouldn’t have the experience I have now.”
Yan Huaqing narrowed her eyes and smiled softly: "What are you doing now, showing your favor to me?"
"Don't get me wrong, I'm just tired of playing and chatting a little." Feng Qi said, "I'm just curious, what is Bai Qiuyue in your heart?"
Yan Huaqing fell silent.
After a while, he suddenly chuckled and said, "Turn around, don't you mean to say that I have other feelings for him?"
"I'm not you, Feng Xiao." Yan Huaqing said, "You are too soft-hearted, too affectionate, and too easily moved. Gods and demons are the most ruthless. Weakness."
"...and this seat won't let that happen, that's our difference."
"Really?" Feng Qi sighed, "It seems that Bai Qiuyue guessed right, you really don't have him in your heart."
Yan Huaqing frowned: "What did you say?"
"Oh, you don't know yet?" Feng Qi said, "Bai Qiuyue will die in Qingqiu, isn't it because you think you want to find someone to replace him?"
"Replace..."
Feng Qi stared at Yan Huaqing, and said softly, word by word: "It's a pity that he spent his whole life looking for a way to come to the Demon Realm, but before he set off, he learned that you were going to repeat your old tricks and use the method of soul separation to control my child. A child with immortal blood is much more powerful than his little celestial fox. If you really succeed, wouldn't his status in your heart be insignificant?"
Yan Huaqing didn't answer for a long time.
He lowered his head slightly, and the faint blue light reflected half of his profile, which made his deep and handsome profile look extraordinarily impressive.
"So it is, so it is..." Yan Huaqing said softly, with a vague hoarseness in his voice, "No wonder he wants to do something to Ji Chaoyun, no wonder his spiritual power is sucked dry so easily, the soul separation technique must first build spiritual power Connect, he wants to… cast spells for me and take the lead in controlling the fetus."
Feng Qi tilted his head and pretended to be puzzled: "You only know this now?"
Yan Huaqing closed his eyes: "Before the incident that day, he disconnected from me."
He could only sit in the Devil's Palace in vain, feeling the body connected to his soul, the spiritual power being quickly drawn away, and feeling that the original life was dissipated in the world little by little.
"Oh, what an idiot." Yan Huaqing smiled lowly, "The technique of separating the soul can only be used once in a lifetime, the third ray of soul I created was caused by a mistake in the technique at that time, and I couldn't lean over at all. people."
"There will be no one else..."
When he separated his soul and injected it into the body of the unborn young fox, it was destined that the little fox would be a unique existence.
There can be no replacement.
A gleam of gloom flashed in Feng Qi's eyes, and he looked away: "So, you want my child, you just want to borrow the spirit with the blood of the immortal gods to nourish your old wounds, right?"
"It's true." Yan Huaqing said, "Okay, if you want to get caught, you have already figured it out, let's continue."
"No, I'm not finished yet."
Feng Qi smiled slightly and took something out of his arms.
—It was an inner alchemy glowing with pure white light.
Yan Huaqing's face finally changed: "You..."
"Recognized?" Feng Qi whispered, "This is Bai Qiuyue's inner core."
"After the death of the immortal race, the body is turned into ashes, and the soul is hidden in the inner alchemy. As long as the inner alchemy is not destroyed, and through karmic encounters and years of practice, there is an extremely small chance to be reborn." Feng Qi said calmly.
Yan Huaqing narrowed his eyes: "Are you threatening me?"
"Yes, I'm threatening you." Feng Qi raised the inner core and said calmly, "Now you destroy the core of the core, and promise that the demons will not step out of the devil's realm, and I will return this to you. Otherwise, I will return it to you. Just crush it."
Yan Huaqing looked at him fixedly, and suddenly laughed: "The dignified ancient god, who has been in the fairyland for a long time, has also learned such inferior tricks, you think this seat-"
Before he finished speaking, Feng Qi released his hand, and the inner alchemy fell from his hand.
Yan Huaqing's expression froze.
The inner alchemy quickly fell in the void, turned into a faint white light, and fell into the endless darkness.
This is the space-time rift, the space is chaotic and changeable, and if it falls, there is no room for manoeuvre.
The next moment, Yan Huaqing jumped down!
He rushed to catch the faint light before it was completely lost in the darkness.
puff-
A long sword penetrated Yan Huaqing's chest behind itself.
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