Pei Jingqi smiled.
Chu Junyu's personality really hasn't changed at all. He never discusses what he plans to do with others.
He just left without giving any face.
How come he doesn't know that there is such a dictatorial side to his character
Passing through the door at the end of the darkness, there is a huge palace with four pitch-black stone pillars standing. The ground is smooth enough to see mirrors. Looking around, it is empty and there is no one.
In the center of the palace there is a dragon head, emitting a dark purple aura.
After walking two steps forward, Pei Jing still didn't see anyone, but he could vaguely hear the sound of conversation through a door.
In the inner room of the palace, the lights were bright, illuminating the shadows of two people, which stretched very long on the ground.
Pei Jing recognized one of them as the Blood Spider Mother.
Inner room.
The Blood Spider Mother's face darkened. After all, in the human world, she was a woman who could even plot to kill her husband. She was very suspicious. Even now, she asked cautiously, "Can the Hall of Fulfilling Vows really help me achieve anything?"
The figure opposite her looked a little strange, with a strange head shape, like a bird, with a long beak protruding. He spoke hoarsely, "Of course, as long as you are willing to take out something in exchange."
The Blood Spider Mother breathed a sigh of relief, but then her expression turned ferocious again. She spoke in a hateful tone, "My face was destroyed by a little bitch. She is full of poison and I am about to die. As long as you save me, I will give you anything in exchange."
The bird-headed man asked, "Would you be willing to give me half of your soul?"
The Blood Spider Mother froze, but she had no choice but to gamble like a desperado. She asked, "Half of a soul? How can I give it to you?"
The bird-headed man said calmly, "I want you to be loyal to my demon clan and willingly dedicate your soul to the Demon Lord."
The Blood Spider Mother murmured: "... Demon Lord."
The bird-headed man said: "I will set up a formation under your feet. You just need to not resist to complete the sacrifice."
The Blood Spider Mother hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Okay."
The bird-headed man's green eyes flashed with a hint of mockery, and he warned her, "Once you enter this place, there is no way out. Don't even think about resisting. During the formation, resistance will only lead to violent death."
The Blood Spider Mother's face turned pale, but she smiled with difficulty, touching the poison scar on her face: "Why would I resist... After all... this is my only way to survive."
The bird-headed man huddled in a black robe, showing no joy or sadness. He stretched out his human hands, and the dark purple demonic energy overflowed from his fingertips and slowly wrapped around the body of the Blood Spider Mother.
The snake on her waist suddenly became violent, twisting its body out of fear, strangling her until her face turned blue. Cold sweat broke out on the Blood Spider Mother's forehead, and she reached out to crush the snake's head. The centipede on her hair burrowed into her hair, but it could not escape death either, curled up into a ball, and died on the ground.
The Blood Spider Mother's entire body was shaking as she felt the dark purple spiritual energy around her passing through her skin and flesh and merging into her soul.
Then the ethereal soul felt weighted and fell down.
From the four corners of the palace, red liquid slowly seeped out from nowhere, along the intersecting concave lines of the ground, and gathered at her feet, forming a pool of blood.
There seemed to be a pair of hands in the pool of blood, catching her falling soul.
The pain of having the soul extracted surged into the brain, comparable to the rotting of flesh and blood and the collapse of bones and tendons.
The woman in purple standing in the center of the palace finally collapsed, holding her head, kneeling on the ground, looking up and screaming.
“Ahh—”
Listening to the woman's heart-wrenching screams, the bird-headed man's face showed a look of numbness and indifference.
Pei Jing was outside and saw everything clearly.
The dark purple demonic energy was like a giant mouth, enveloping the Blood Spider Mother. The blood that oozed out of the four corners formed a cross on the ground, and the intersection was like a small lake. A shadow separated from her body appeared, pure black, with a hideous expression, full of jealousy and resentment, and was slowly being swallowed up by the pool of blood.
The soul of a very evil person.
So this is what the demon clan wants
Pei Jing became suspicious. What did they want this for
Also, why couldn't the bird-headed man sense his presence
Logically speaking, any elder in the Heavenly Demon Palace has a higher cultivation level than him. Even just by looking at him from a distance, he knew that the bird-headed elder was not someone he could afford to offend. His cultivation level was at least two levels higher than his.
Is it because his aura is masked by the Sword of Death or the Green Lotus of the Floating World that we cannot detect him
Pei Jing didn't dare to do anything for the time being. After all, Chu Junyu also said that one should not act rashly when encountering the elders of the Sky Demon Clan.
But asking him to just wait quietly was impossible.
Pei Jing looked around, studied the layout of the entire palace, and walked into a secret passage where the side window of the inner room was.
He held his breath in the darkness, listening to the Blood Spider Mother's voice gradually becoming weaker and smaller.
The sacrifice seemed to be completed. The red liquid in the center rolled over and contentedly flowed back to the corner along the shallow groove on the ground.
The bird-headed man took a step forward and said, "The sacrifice is complete, and the poison in your body is gone. Now go out that door and walk back the same way you came."
The Blood Spider Mother curled up, her body split in half, the pain overwhelming her senses. But when she heard that the poison was gone, she still laughed intermittently. She reached out her hand tremblingly to touch her face, and the disgusting and ugly scar finally disappeared. She laughed so hard that she couldn't breathe, coughed on the ground, and whispered: "Little bitch, you finally left and no longer haunted me."
The bird-headed man said in disgust, "Get out of here now."
After the Blood Spider Mother got what she wanted, she didn't want to stay here. She stood up, holding her stomach, and her purple skirt swept over the corpses of the poisonous insects on the ground, also winding and bleeding. She was in great pain, but she still smiled as she walked, her teeth trembling. It was stained with viciousness and hatred, twisted and terrifying.
The bird-headed man turned around, grabbed the black robe with his hand, and disappeared into a black mist.
Pei Jing was sure that he had really left, so he used his sword to break open the side window and climbed in through the window. At this time, the Blood Spider Mother was standing at the door, with her fingers just touching the door, when she suddenly heard a movement behind her. She turned around with a cold look in her eyes and saw a young man in white jumping in from the window.
The Blood Spider Mother's eyes narrowed, and she was horrified—it was him? !
Pei Jing could tell at a glance that the Blood Spider Mother would not live long, and his brows were grey.
He was not surprised. Sure enough, the demon clan was not so kind. They said half of the soul, probably the whole soul. He bet that the Blood Spider Mother would not live for more than three years after she got out. The demon elders probably kept her alive to lure more evil people in.
Pei Jing originally planned to kill the three people on the boat himself after entering the inner city, but now he thought it was unnecessary. They were going to die anyway, so he didn't bother to make a noise.
When he saw the Blood Spider Mother at this time, he just smiled slightly.
He thought this woman had a very extreme temper, but after meeting so many crazy women, Pei Jing almost calmed down.
No matter how extreme it is, none is as arrogant as the Queen Mother of the West. She is like a lunatic and vindictive. The Thousand-Faced Lady is one of them, as is the Crazy Woman Tiandao.
With their "beautiful examples" before them, the Blood Spider Mother can be said to be harmless.
The Blood Spider Mother saw him as if she was facing a formidable enemy, but she was seriously injured and was no match for Pei Jing. She said in a timid tone, "Why are you here too?"
Pei Jing said, "Auntie, do you have a bad memory? We came in together. If you can come, why can't I come?" He looked around and asked knowingly, "Hey, where are the people? I still want to make a wish."
The Blood Spider Mother's face was still pale. She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That person is gone now."
Pei Jing realized it belatedly and said, "It's okay, I can wait."
The Blood Spider Mother's eyes showed a hint of mockery: "Then you wait here."
Her impression of Pei Jing all along was that he was a brainless homosexual. What kind of wish could he make? It was so laughable.
Pei Jing narrowed his eyes and asked sympathetically, "Hey, why do I feel like you're not feeling well?"
His words made Blood Spider Mother break out in a cold sweat. Her heart tightened again, and she tried to remain calm: "Nothing, just a little uncomfortable."
Pei Jing just wanted to scare her, and after listening to her, he said hypocritically: "If you feel uncomfortable, then remember to have a good rest and drink more hot water."
Blood Spider Mother: “…Hehe.”
Pei Jing added: "Oh, there seems to be no hot water, but I remember there was a piece of magma in the Refining God Building after I went out."
"Then drink more magma."
Blood Spider Mother: "..."
She gnashed her teeth and wished she could kill him, but due to her physical condition, the Blood Spider Mother could only say, "Just wait here, he will come."
After making sure that he would not attack from behind, the Blood Spider Mother suppressed her discomfort, turned around and pushed open the door.
Outside the door was not a palace, but a cloud of black fog, just like when she came.
She endured the pain and stepped into it.
Behind her, Pei Jing smiled slightly coldly and watched her leave indifferently.
When he was the only one left in the room, Pei Jing began to look for the line on the ground and walked to the center, where there was a small circular depression.
“It’s right here.”
When I touched the ground with my fingers, I found four lines next to the circular depression, two of which were symmetrical and divided the entire room diagonally.
"Where did the blood come from?"
Pei Jing walked along the inconspicuous ditch to the corner of the inner room, which was buried in a black hole. Pei Jing half squatted down and looked for a long time, but couldn't figure out the way. At this time, he felt his sleeves move, and when he looked down, it turned out to be the fat green worm. It crawled out of the floating world green lotus, and its blue-white transparent body became more and more round. It must have eaten well and slept well.
"Why did you come out?"
Pei Jing stared at it in surprise. The fat caterpillar moved its antennae, said nothing, and then crawled along Pei Jing's fingers and onto the ground.
Then, Pei Jing watched the worm gnawing at the wall.
Gnawing on the wall?!
"... ..."
I don't know how it can chew it since it has no teeth, and whether it will kill me if I eat it.
But after all, it is a Xirang worm, an ancient creature. It shouldn't be so stupid as to eat itself to death.
Pei Jing chose to believe it.
The Xirang worm does not have teeth, but the saliva it secretes is like a highly corrosive poison. Once it touches the wall, the wall will melt instantly. The soil and rocks disintegrated, revealing a hanging red line. Pei Jing was stunned. The Xirang worm climbed up, and the liquid it secreted corroded the entire appearance of the line in the interlaced cracks of the room wall - in fact, it was a very thin tube. The blood in the tube was coagulated and led upwards!
At the same time, with such a close contact, the feeling of the sword-killing sword he got as soon as he entered the Demon Palace became stronger and stronger.
Pei Jing even felt that something was awakening in the sword.
Buzz buzz buzz, the sword body trembled, emitting a dazzling blue-white light.
The Xirang worm was still climbing up, and it only came down along the pipe again after it reached the top of the sky wall.
"... ... Thanks for your hard work."
The fat caterpillar, with its tentacles flailing, crawled onto Pei Jing's shoulder.
Even though it ate so much soil, its body did not change color at all and remained transparent and crystal clear.
Pei Jing suddenly remembered the relief carved on the pillar that he saw when he first entered the hall.
"A sword, stuck in a pool of blood. The demon that was bred by the sword..." He looked up at the thin tube: "So this is the blood pool that originally nurtured the demon?"
Pei Jing leaped into the air and landed at the top of the room.
He patted the wall with his hand, but found that it was very hard and solid. He injected spiritual energy into the Lingchen Sword and tried to split it, but there was no trace left.
Pei Jing realized the problem. "How could the Heavenly Demon Clan place the blood pool right in front of outsiders? It takes a long detour to enter this room, and we have to go through the void."
At the same time, he secretly complained in his mind that even if he was on top, it seemed that he couldn't get up.
“… Forget it.”
Pei Jing jumped back to the ground.
The fat caterpillar moved its antennae and seemed to roll its eyes.
"Don't think you can be proud and look down on me just because you can eat dirt."
Pei Jing made full use of it and threw it back without mercy, allowing it to continue staying in the Floating World Green Lotus.
“… … .”
The fat caterpillar had a new understanding of this man's shamelessness.
Pei Jing searched the inner room again but found nothing.
He pushed open the door again and went out to the palace where he had landed, not the black fog.
This seems like an enclosed space. There is no door in the main hall and the walls cannot be broken, so there is no way out.
After a long time without any results, he approached the inner room again.
"What should I do? Should I really wait for Chu Junyu to come find me?"
After thinking about it, Pei Jing abandoned this point without hesitation. It is estimated that when Chu Junyu comes, all the things will be dealt with.
And Chu Junyu would never let him get close to the blood pool.
Chu Junyu really didn't trust him at all.
But thinking from another angle, Chu Junyu might also feel that he really has no self-awareness at all.
Pei Jing pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "Forget it, I'll find it myself."
The blue light on the sword kept flickering, which puzzled Pei Jing. He held it up and said, "Don't just flash it. It should be of some use. If it can't eat dirt, can it chop down walls?"
Zhu Jian ignored him completely.
Pei Jing turned around again, looking at the closed blood-red tube in the crack of the wall for a long time. Suddenly, something flashed through his mind, and he remembered something that he had been deliberately ignoring since he came in.
The young man in white turned around and returned to the center of the room, looking at the hideous dead face on the ground.
of poisonous snakes.
"It seemed that the blood on the mother spider's dress was also stained with the blood, and all of it flowed back to the ground. But a little bit seemed to be stained on the snake."
"Zhu Jian was kept in that pond. It must have developed a sensitivity to the water."
Pei Jing was silent for a long time, and finally he sighed and squatted down in self-abandonment. His scalp went numb when he saw the pattern on the venomous snake, but there was nothing he could do now. Because he still had to find bloodstains, Pei Jing endured the nausea and saw a trace of light red at the snake's head.
"Let's take a gamble."
Pei Jing took out his sword and touched the red spot with the tip of the sword. The moment he touched it, the hilt of the sword suddenly became hot, so hot that he felt the flesh under his skin was burning, but he couldn't let it go.
Pei Jing gritted his teeth.
The tip of the sword emitted an extremely dazzling white light, illuminating the entire room in pure white. Then there was a crisp buzzing sound, which seemed to come from the ancient times, when the universe was just beginning, the first echo in the chaos of Hongmeng. The burning sensation on the hilt became stronger and stronger, but the blade was extremely cold, emitting cold air and covered with a layer of blood. In the midst of ice and fire, Pei Jing felt that his soul was almost shattered by the powerful force, and his fingers were forced to loosen.
But the sword did not fall to the ground.
The pool water seemed to wake it.
It lay horizontally in the air, then broke through the windows and doors and rushed forward.
Pei Jing: “???”
Really split the wall.
Breaking through the closed wall.
It was completely dark outside. Pei Jing followed closely and found himself in the void.
The light of the Zhu Sword condensed into a shape, forming a road under his feet, leading to the front. From afar, it seemed that the end was a palace exactly the same as this one.
With the power of controlling the Heavenly Dao, he could also change the space. What he was in just now should be the projection of a palace in the void, but the thin tubes were real, or they had overlapping functions and led to the same place.
Pei Jing whispered: "Where are you taking me?"
Push Pei Jing into the door.
Chu Junyu turned around and went straight back to the palace entrance.
For others, it was pitch black.
But when he was the only one left, a faint blue light shone from the center, driving away all the darkness.
The reliefs on the four stone pillars began to twist, and with a rumble, the palace door closed completely. He was alone under the green light, with silver hair and black robes, looking as murderous as a killing god.
The palace revealed its true appearance. In front of it was a throne made of piled bones. Next to the throne were two crisscrossed and twisted ladders leading upwards.
A slight sigh came from the air.
Chu Junyu raised his head, his bloodshot eyes were icy cold.
An old man came down the ladder, leaning on a bone cane. He was the chief elder of the Sky Demon Clan, with an emerald green ring on his thumb.
Bent over, his face covered with wrinkles, his body so thin that it was just a skeleton, as if it would be shattered in the next second. He walked to the throne and stood quietly, just like the guardian who had remained unchanged for ten thousand years.
The Great Elder sneered and said softly, "You actually came here like this. I thought you would smash the Floating World Green Lotus, open the Nine Nether Demon Realm, and come in directly to kill people."
Chu Junyu glanced at him and said calmly, "I don't mind helping you useless people, but someone won't let me."
The great elder sneered, but his life was in danger, and he laughed so hard that he coughed up blood. He could only hold his chest and said with hatred: "No one in the world has the ability to make the Lord of Tianyan City retreat. It's just that you don't want to. You care about the people of the world, just like those hypocritical and damnable righteous monks."
Chu Junyu smiled, his eyes were cold and empty.
Guessed wrong.
He really didn't care about the people of the world. From the beginning, to him, the world was false, everything was an illusion, the only real thing was Ji Wuyou and the way of heaven. The source of hatred.
He would be happy to kill Ji Wuyou and bury the whole world with him, but the laws of nature have always prevented him.
But now, it's different after all.
There is one more person.
And that person also thought that he was kind and caring about the people.
Little did he know that if he had no emotions, in a sense, to all living beings in this world, he would be more like an evil person than the way of heaven.
"Where is the Demonic Pond?"
Chu Junyu didn't want to waste time talking to him, so he asked.
When the Great Elder saw him, he had completely given up resistance. He even expected that he would come after Jiuyou, so in a short time, he devoted himself to the Demon Lord.
Now he smiled weakly and complacently: "Why would I take you to the Holy Land? I'm going to die soon, and you can no longer do anything to me."
Chu Junyu's robe swept through the cold palace, his long silver hair gently stroked, he whispered: "If you die, I can still keep your Nascent Soul and soul, refine the soul and extract your memory. The Sky Demon Clan has idiots like you, no wonder it fell to this point ten thousand years ago."
The elder's expression froze for a second, then he flew into a rage, and before he could even say anything, he spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood splashed onto the bone throne next to him, and the elder's face turned pale instantly. He squatted down, knelt on the ground, and trembled as he wiped the blood with his sleeves.
Chu Junyu had already walked in front of him. The handsome silver-haired man leaned over, his eyes were rich red, "If you are not dead yet, then I will help you."
A black butterfly came from nowhere and landed on the nose of the great elder.
The powder that fluttered down from the wing bones seemed to enter the body.
After a moment, the Great Elder felt his Nascent Soul being entangled, tightened, and split by thin threads. In excruciating pain, he twisted on the ground, his old fingers clinging to the edge of the throne.
He knew how terrible Chu Junyu was, so he didn't dare to fight him inside Tianyan City. He only dared to take action behind Chu Junyu's back after he left the city.
Elder Tianmo even knew that this day would come and had already made plans.
His Nascent Soul was strangled to pieces. His voice was weak, full of hatred and malice, and he laughed strangely: "So what if you found the Heavenly Demon Pond? The other two elders and I used our lives to awaken the protection of God - if you find it - you will die there."
"Even if you have great powers, you are nothing but an ant in front of God! An ant!"
His old face turned red and his hoarse voice broke.
It sounded like a joke to Chu Junyu.
Chu Junyu said: "That's good. Originally, I went to the Heavenly Demon Pool to force out her true form. Now you have helped me."
The elder's eyes suddenly widened—what was he talking about? !
Chu Junyu said: "I killed you guys early in the morning, and I stayed until now just to find out what surprises you idiots from the Heavenly Demon Clan will give me."
The silver-haired young man in black robe spoke with a tone as indifferent as the light around him.
Every word that the elder heard was like a needle stirring his brain and drawing blood. The stinging scarlet overturned everything.
Chu Junyu's temperament is aloof and indifferent. He lowers his eyes and smiles, but his smile is cold and bloodthirsty.
"It didn't disappoint me."
The Great Elder now looked at Chu Junyu as if he were a madman, as if he were a stranger, with a deep fear in his heart.
Chu Junyu crushed his Nascent Soul and pointed his slender fingers at his forehead.
A memory emerged faintly.
Silent stare.
After a long time, Chu Junyu laughed silently.
Canghua.
Rainy night.
Taoist Tianya remembered the words of his senior from Jingtian Academy, so he didn't dare to really kill Ji Wuyou. Even though he was so angry that he almost lost his mind, he only planned to destroy Ji Wuyou's spiritual roots first, and then lock him up in Zuwang Peak in Yunxiao to punish sinners.
With a flick of his sleeve, the Changhong Sword, which had not appeared in the world for hundreds of years, broke through the rain curtain, and the sword intent of the common people made all the beasts in the wilderness submit.
Ji Wuyou was already extremely uncomfortable with the pressure from the Nascent Soul, his face was pale, and when he saw Taoist Tianya draw his sword, his mind went blank. The cold rain flowed across his face, and he felt his helplessness and weakness. The humble anger he had in Zhonglian Village and Xuanyun Peak surged into his heart again. Why, why—it was so difficult for him just to live! So difficult!
Ji Wuyou's eyes were blood-purple, and he wanted to ask Qin Qianhuan without hesitation. He stretched out his hand tremblingly, but the distance was not enough. Qin Qianhuan stood quietly two meters away from him, looking at him with a smile.
Ji Wuyou gritted his teeth, unable to move under the pressure, crawling in the mud, tugging at Qin Qianhuan's dress with his fingers, begging in a painful voice: "Save me... Please... Save me..."
Qin Qianhuan leaned over, and there was a faint scent of sandalwood on his body.
The relic on her wrist was washed brightly by the rain.
The bright yellow dress was as bright as apricot blossoms, and at this moment, her red lips curled up, "How interesting."
She did not forget how resistant and disgusted Ji Wuyou was towards her before.
Now he was pulling at her dress like a dog to save his life.
How could the young lady, who is spoiled and domineering in her bones, let him go
Qin Qianhuan said: "I will save you, so what will you give me in exchange?"
Ji Wuyou was naturally afraid of her. "When I inherit the power, I will give you whatever you want. Save me... Please... Save me..."
Qin Qianhuan pointed a finger, thought for a moment, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll save you. When you wake up, help me destroy the Hall of Rebirth in the Sakya Temple."
Ji Wuyou was unconscious and couldn't even hear clearly what was said in the Hall of Rebirth. He just murmured: "I promise you, I promise you, save me..."
Taoist Tianya only saw Ji Wuyou lying on the ground in the air, his hands raised in a begging gesture, not knowing who he was talking to. His heart sank, and he drew his sword without hesitation. The sword was like a long rainbow piercing the sun, with a powerful sword intent, intending to penetrate the flesh and cut directly into Ji Wuyou's spiritual dantian. However, in mid-air, it was slowly caught by someone.
Taoist Tianya widened his eyes.
In the dark night and dark rain, a figure slowly emerged from the nothingness. She was wearing an apricot-yellow dress and looked like a young girl. She stretched out her hand and a Buddhist seal appeared in the air!
The blood-colored Buddha seal blocked all his attacks.
Taoist Tianya's eyes narrowed, but he noticed the mask on her hair first.
He is one of the most powerful people in the world, so naturally he knows a lot of information.
Including what happened in Tianyan City, he was furious when he saw the mask: "Thousand-Faced Woman?!!! Ji Wuyou, you actually colluded with such a wicked person as Thousand-Faced Woman!"
Qin Qianhuan smiled slightly: "Is the famous Yunxiao Sect Leader so impatient?"
The faces changed constantly, sometimes it was an old man, sometimes a child, men and women, all smiling grimly.
Thousands of people repeat, "What a wicked man I am."
Taoist Tianya is now worried.
He didn't know whether the Thousand Faces Woman was in her prime now, but he would definitely fight her today.
To Qin Qianhuan, killing someone is just like picking a flower on the roadside, plain and casual.
She smiled and said, "Your apprentice broke my face twice in a row. He was protected by someone, so I couldn't do it. Should I come to you to settle the score?"
She took off the relic from her wrist, and dense Sanskrit characters appeared under her feet. They should have been golden yellow, but now they were stained bright red with blood.
Raindrops hit the ground, fog rose, and a woman in a three-meter-long red dress appeared behind her. Her hair was very long and dragged on the ground. The bulky woman was like a monster, with her face raised, without any facial features.
All over the place were distorted faces that were stacked up side by side. They looked disgusting and evil, making one's scalp tingle.
In the Hall of Rebirth, there is a compassionate smile on the Thousand-Faced Buddha, with tens of thousands of smiling faces neatly spread out in the background. No one would have thought that it would become what it is today.
Qin Qianhuan stood in the shadow of the red monster and said with a smile: "According to seniority, you should call me senior. So I am not being disrespectful."
The monster behind her stomped its feet on the ground, shaking the mountains and rivers.
In fact, everyone in the village had been awakened, but no one dared to open their eyes.
Taoist Tianya had a serious expression on his face.
The red monster was covered with faces, every one of which was in expression of fear, groaning, groaning, and screaming, like a symbol of the ultimate evil in the world.
Malice was overwhelming, and Taoist Tianya only felt a stinging pain in his sea of consciousness.
The red-clothed monster had disheveled hair and looked as ferocious as a snake. Each face on its head opened its mouth wide and pounced on the Taoist Tianya, wanting to devour him.
He raised the Changhong Sword and slashed it across - but he only felt that the sword's power was so weak that it was vulnerable in front of the ancient gods and Buddhas.
Even only a tuft of the red monster's hair was cut off.
In the distance, Qin Qianhuan closed his eyes, stretched out his hand, caught a strand of hair that fell beside his ear, and sneered faintly.
"I am not that stupid woman, Queen Mother of the West. I have been recuperating with the Son of the Heavenly Demon for so long. I am now in my prime and not in Yunxiao. How can you be my opponent?"
“Go to hell!”
The hair crumbled in her hands.
The red-clothed monster instantly became furious, and like a vicious beast, its huge body pounced on Tianya Taoist—even a great man in the late Nascent Soul stage seemed powerless. With his robes fluttering, Tianya Taoist silently raised his head, his white hair and beard flying, and all he saw was this three-meter-tall woman, with densely packed human faces. The deepest and most desperate malice in the world mixed with the cold rain of the night. Tianya Taoist had lived to this age, so he was not so frightened that he was at a loss, but he held the sword, ready to explode the Nascent Soul.
Just, boom.
From nowhere came the sound of a Buddhist staff tapping the ground. It was very slight, but layers of holy golden light spread across the earth, soothing all the creatures trembling under the evil. The red-clothed monster froze, then raised its head and roared, taking a step back.
Qin Qianhuan also staggered back a step, his eyes grim but he did not avoid it.
She looked ahead.
Penetrating through the dark mountains and the miserable rain, the monk walking across the fields holding a golden Buddhist staff was like a ray of light from heaven and earth.
Qin Qianhuan slowly stood up and uttered two words from between his teeth: "Burn, the lamp."
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