Queen Mother of the West was completely evil. Not only Xuanyun Peak, but all the creatures in the 108 peaks were trembling and shrinking under this powerful and terrifying force. The wind was rising and the clouds were surging, and all living things were like ants. Pei Jing raised his head in silence, looking at the dim world, his black eyes were as bright as lightning - is this a strong man in the God Transformation Stage!
Chen Xu showed anxiety on his face and walked forward: "All the Yuanying ancestors in Yunxiao Sect are gone, what should I do."
Pei Jing picked up the sword and comforted him, "I plan to lure her out, and I have a way to deal with her. You should quickly lead the outer peak disciples away from here."
Chen Xu grabbed his sleeve, his eyes filled with fear: "What are you going to do?"
Pei Jing said calmly: "If anything happens to Yunxiao in my hands, Master will skin me alive - even if she is a cultivator in the Spiritualization Stage, she cannot act recklessly in Yunxiao!"
Chen Xu's eyes widened: "You need to activate the formation!"
Pei Jing stared at the Queen Mother of the West, whose dress was fluttering in the wind, and said, "What else?"
He gave the order: "Take these outer peak disciples away quickly."
Chen Xu wanted to speak, but was stopped by Pei Jing's look.
He gritted his teeth, grasped the Wenqing Sword tightly, and jumped off the stage. The Wenqing Sword originally represented a kind of majesty passed down from generation to generation in Yunxiao. As the master of Wenqing Sword, he could naturally use it. He twisted his fingers to perform a ritual, and with him as the center, an orange light appeared above Xuanyun Peak, illuminating everyone, temporarily isolating the wind of destiny, and giving the disciples who were in agony a moment of peace. The disciples struggled to get up, but heard the master of Wenqing Peak shouting coldly: "Go!"
On the elders' platform, the elders from the inner peak also came down. After receiving Pei Jing's signal, they did not dare to approach the arena, and chose to protect the disciples with low cultivation and retreat together.
Feng Jin looked serious and asked, "How long does it take you to lead the formation?"
Pei Jing raised his head, his snow-white clothes fluttering, his black hair brushing across his cold eyebrows, and said, "A quarter of an hour."
Feng Jin: "I'll buy you some time."
Pei Jing nodded.
Yunxiao's formation can only be activated by the sect leader. Although he is not one yet, he was recognized by Yunxiao Sword Master in his childhood and also has this ability.
Pei Jing closed his eyes, and the Lingchen Sword began to hum.
Suddenly, purple air came from the east and swirled around the sword.
boom!
An ancient sword power comparable to that of the Queen Mother of the West broke out from the ground under Pei Jing's feet.
The purple dragon lightning spot shook the mountains and capsized the sea, spreading over the mountaintops. It was the ethereal and vast sword intent of the ancient sword master that was approaching the way of heaven!
Queen Mother of the West grinned: "Do you think you can summon the Cloud Mountain Protection Formation?!"
She fluttered her sleeves, and the wind on both sides condensed into the shape of a giant bird with a ferocious face. It screamed towards the sky and pounced towards Pei Jing.
Pei Jing closed his eyes and summoned the formation with all his heart. Purple air swirled around him.
Feng Jin's eyes sharpened, and he made a quick move. The fire of Nirvana burned into a red-gold wall of fire, blocking the attack of the Queen Mother of the West. But he had not yet awakened, and his strength was still too small in front of the ancient gods. Just this one time was too much for him to bear, and he took a step back, with a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his lips.
The gap between each level of cultivators is like a chasm, let alone the Golden Elixir and the God Transformation.
Qing Ying took a step forward worriedly, "Emperor Feng, let me hold her back."
Feng Jin looked at her disapprovingly, afraid that she would do something stupid again, and said coldly: "You leave!"
The girl's cyan eyes revealed sadness: "Your Highness, I have already caused the Blue Bird Clan to perish on the top of West Kunlun Mountain. How can I watch you get hurt now? You haven't awakened yet, and you can't hold on until the formation is activated. Let me do it."
A trace of ruthlessness flashed across Feng Jin's eyes: "Am I the Phoenix or are you the Phoenix? I want you to step down! Do you hear me?"
Qingying's look became even sadder, but Chitong grabbed her clothes and walked her back.
Chitong was created by the fire of karma and inherited more memories than Feng Jin. He truly treats Qingying as his own child.
Qing Ying's condition is not good at all now. The only way he can fight against the Queen Mother of the West is to burn his soul to summon the Nanming Lihuo.
How could it bear to let its own children die
“Chirp, chirp.”
Akame tried hard to pull her back.
Qing Ying bit her lip and looked far away at the goddess in the clouds.
Queen Mother of the West seemed to sense something as well. She glanced in her direction with an extremely cold and eerie look, then quickly glanced away and sneered at Feng Jin, "An ant trying to shake a tree."
Feng Jin wiped the blood from his lips and looked at the Queen Mother of the West with a look that was as cold as the bone-chilling look of a lifetime enemy. The fire of Nirvana burned brightly in his eyes.
Although he has not awakened - as a phoenix, in the critical moment of life and death, the sleeping souls of his ancient ancestors will be with him.
The Yunxiao disciples who crawled away from this place with great difficulty all heard the loud and sonorous cry of the phoenix.
The firelight illuminated the pale faces of the disciples, their eyes filled with endless trembling and fear - because of the three forces circling around each other on the arena.
This piece of land has become an ancient battlefield. After thousands of years, there has never been such a horrific battle as the one now.
The top forces from the early days of the universe gathered here.
The Queen Mother of the Gods, the Phoenix Lord of the Demons, and the Sword Master of the Humans.
The wind of creation turned into a giant bird, tearing apart the heaven and earth.
The fire of Nirvana transforms into the form of a phoenix and burns all living beings.
At the same time, the purple dragon was as fast as lightning, and the cold formation made a crackling sound, shaking the mountains and rivers.
The Queen Mother of the West's beautiful face twisted as she sneered, "You are just borrowing the power of your ancestors to resist stubbornly. How long can you hold out?"
The wind and the fire were evenly matched, the two great powers were biting and entangled. But the fire of nirvana that Feng Jin had drawn was left by his ancestors, after all, it was not the real fire of karma, and soon it weakened little by little. Finally, the stream of light burst out, and it was the blue wind bird that gained the upper hand and bit off the neck of the fire phoenix.
"Wow—" Feng Jin spat out a mouthful of blood. He raised his head, and his dark golden eyes were cold.
Queen Mother of the West laughed loudly. She jumped down from the clouds, her aqua blue dress fluttering, her expression frozen as ice: "The sins committed by the Blue Bird Clan will probably be paid for by the entire Phoenix Clan. Red Lotus Eye, three thousand karmic fires. Ha! Then I will dig out your eyes now."
She stretched out her five bloody fingers, her face ferocious, and was about to take out Feng Jin's eyes.
"No!" Qing Ying's face turned pale. He ignored Chi Tong's obstruction and pounced on him directly.
He opened his arms and stood in front of Feng Jin.
The Queen Mother of the West's pupils shrank and her fingers suddenly stopped in the air.
How familiar this scene is!
On that rainy night in the West Kunlun Mountains, the thin girl also burst into tears and threw herself in front of her.
After the dense pain, there was the anger of being betrayed, which made my teeth chatter.
Bang!
A slap came down hard.
Qing Ying was slapped to the ground, the wound on her face split open, and there was blood. But she didn't care about herself, but looked at Feng Jin with a worried look, and asked in a trembling voice: "Feng Huang, are you okay?"
Feng Jin said angrily, "I told you not to come, ugh!"
Before he could finish his words, he spat out blood again.
Queen Mother of the West calmed down and said in a cold tone: "You are as kind as ever. Then die with your loved ones."
The blue-green wind of creation blasted behind her.
A huge rise from the ground!
No longer caring about the old times, just like that rainy night when a sudden wind killed all living things in West Kunlun.
Today, there is the same terrifying breath of death.
But she failed to tear Kunlun apart.
"Okay!" The young man's cold voice sounded.
The sky and earth were dark yellow, and dragons were fighting in the wild—a dragon’s roar came from the center of the sky, and a purple jade bead shone brightly!
Destroying everything with ease, the sky collapsed and the earth split. The founder of the Yunxiao sect, the ancient supreme being of the human race, with one sword, all the people were doomed to be annihilated, and he will be immortal for thousands of years.
This is the formation that Yunxiao Sword Master created with all his life's efforts when he was about to ascend.
The power is comparable to that in his heyday.
The sword intent transformed into a purple night thunder dragon, entangled the body of the Queen Mother of the West.
The Queen Mother of the West's expression suddenly froze, her eyes were about to burst, she was now in the cycle of reincarnation, her power was not as strong as it was in the past, even if she inherited part of the power of the Heavenly Dao, she was no match for the real ancient sword master. Her soul was torn apart by the purple dragon, she screamed, her hands were inserted into her hair, she was in excruciating pain.
All her pearl hairpins and rings fell off, and her three thousand strands of black hair flew in the wind. She was oppressed and half-knelt.
Pei Jing opened his eyes and activated the Yunxiao Mountain Protection Formation, which almost exhausted all his strength. The young man in the snow-covered clothes looked pale and took a step forward.
Feng Jin wiped the blood from his lips and stood up with difficulty: "Fortunately you didn't let me down."
Pei Jing's eyes were only on the Queen Mother of the West who was kneeling on the ground, "How could I let Yun Xiao get hurt in my hands?"
Queen Mother of the West had a splitting headache and let out a loud scream! She was eaten alive in two lives, and the pain penetrated into her bones. Now, the vast and sharp sword intent was stirring her lungs, and the pain was so extreme that she felt familiar and recalled distant memories.
When she was seriously injured by the Third Elder, her soul was scattered, and she was about to fall and die, a gentle sigh came from the sky above. Someone reached out and raised her broken soul, gentle as the faint light of the dust. She couldn't tell the age or gender, but she knew who that person was! It was an unreachable existence in this world, the most fundamental and original rule, the way of heaven!
Heaven gave her salvation and eternal life, allowing her to protect the so-called Son of Heaven.
Son of Heaven.
"Hehehe." Queen Mother of the West suddenly laughed sinisterly. She was in a mess now, but even crazier.
The way of heaven granted her immortality! Immortality made her immortal, even if she was trapped in the sky for ten thousand years, she would not die! But... she was so proud that she would pay back a hundredfold for any humiliation. How could she allow herself to be sealed like this
Son of Heaven... ... She whispered, "What will happen to this world if I kill the Son of Heaven?"
How ridiculous! The last bloodline of the devil is the savior chosen by heaven.
The power was given to her by the Heaven to protect the child of destiny, but who is she
An absolutely cold smile gradually spread across the corners of Queen Mother of the West's lips.
She was the Lord of Pengshan, who was deified at birth.
She is the ninth-generation goddess who lives high in the Kunshan Palace.
The pride in her bones is so extreme that it is frightening.
Because of one hatred, an entire clan was wiped out. Because of one insult, Yunxiao was slaughtered.
People like her.
In this life - how is it possible to understand, submit and obey!
How is it possible—understanding, loyalty, and righteousness!
"She will be angry, she will definitely be angry, hahahaha!"
Queen Mother of the West was covered in blood. She stood up with dishevelled hair. Her elegance was gone and her eyes were crazy. "Rather than being sealed, I'd rather let the world perish with me! No one can kill the child of destiny, but Heaven can. Hahaha! I am the one chosen by Heaven—I can kill!"
"Make her angry, overturn the order, and reshape the rules!"
"I'll let you all go to hell with me!"
She let out a final roar! Suddenly, blood flowed from her eyes, and then the energy in her dantian seemed to explode, emitting a dazzling light—the Queen Mother of the West's final blow, beyond everyone's expectation, was aimed at Ji Wuyou who was lying on the ground!
As early as the moment the cloud formation came out, the disciples on Xuanyun Peak all breathed a sigh of relief, their wounds healed, and they helped each other stand up. The three forces had retreated, the wind and smoke were quiet, and they could see everything on the ring clearly. The terrifying woman standing in the clouds was now a madman - she threw herself forward, her five fingers stiffly bent, and her palms were filled with the power to break the sky and split the earth.
He struck at the disciple who had been ignored at the edge of the ring.
Deep shock was reflected in the eyes of every disciple: "... Ji... Wu... You..."
Pei Jing's expression also changed.
—She wants to kill the protagonist!
Pei Jing didn't know what would happen if the protagonist died, but looking at the expression of the Queen Mother of the West, he could guess. After the protagonist died, the way of heaven was angry and the rules were overturned. The world collapsed - the Queen Mother of the West wanted to die with them. No matter what the reason was, Pei Jing would never let her kill Ji Wuyou.
Ji Wuyou opened his eyes somewhat confusedly, watching the woman with a distorted expression rushing towards him with undisguised murderous intent.
This was the first time in his life that he truly felt the threat of death.
die.
His face was thin and pale, and he didn't know why, even though he chose not to trust anyone, he still subconsciously looked in the direction of Zhang Yiming. He wasn't asking for help, nor was he afraid, he just wanted to see him.
A person whose envy almost becomes an obsession.
If there is an afterlife, he still wants to be someone like him, without the original sin of jealousy ingrained in his bones.
Born with a radiant light, with mentors and close friends. Full of vigor and vitality, bright and arrogant.
... ... How nice it would be.
"Ji Wuyou!"
Pei Jing shouted.
The Queen Mother of the West made one last attack with all her might, her energy reaching the sky and her roaring voice ringing.
But the pain that Ji Wuyou expected did not come.
Cool black hair brushed against his cheek.
A tall and straight figure appeared in front of him.
The snow-white clothes were spotless, and the person in front of him was as sharp as a sword between heaven and earth.
Ji Wuyou's eyes were instantly wet, and his voice trembled: "Pei... Senior Brother..."
Queen Mother Xi said coldly: "Do you think you can protect him?"
Pei Jing pointed his sword at Hou Tu and said solemnly, "Do you think you can hurt my disciple, Pei Yuzhi?"
Queen Mother Xi's eyes narrowed and she laughed loudly: "What a deep love between master and disciple! Then I will destroy you first!"
The Yunxiao formation protected the 108 peaks and killed those who were disloyal, but now it couldn't stop the Queen Mother of the West. Pei Jing had a clear idea in his mind. Ji Wuyou couldn't die, not to mention that he was a disciple of Yunxiao. The consequences of his death, such as the overturning of the rules, the reorganization of the world, and the extinction of all living beings, were not something he dared to gamble on.
He raised the Lingchen Sword in front of him, purple air was spreading, and the young man had a stern look on his face.
Use your own strength to protect world peace.
Yunxiao’s descendants should be like this.
How terrifying is the power of the Queen Mother of the West!
The blood on her brow exploded and shattered, the god exploded, the green wind eye in her palm swallowed up the rainbow, and the power that made the clouds and the sea stand was violently jumping like a whirlpool. The wind blew Pei Jing's clothes, his eyes were about to burst, and his hair flew. Ling Chen's sword was cold, and his blood was freezing inch by inch. Even Pei Jing felt that his golden elixir was under unprecedented threat and was cracking.
The pressure from tens of thousands of years ago and the power of the Kunshan Goddess almost turned his sea of consciousness upside down.
Pei Jing took a step back with a fishy and sweet taste in his throat. He had already exhausted all his energy when he was forming the formation just now, and now he was just a spent force.
He stuck his sword into the ground, raised his head, and his face was full of determination.
The Yunxiao disciples bared their eyes and screamed at the top of their lungs: "Senior Brother Pei!!!"
The Queen Mother of the West smiled with a determined look on her face.
Suddenly, a cold, damp wind blew across heaven and earth, as if it was blowing from the abyss of hell.
The unexpected happened again. The purple dragon circled, the phoenix whistled, and the wind of creation surrendered.
This time, it was not the power that tore through time and space in the Hongmeng period. Instead, it was as if it was outside of time and space.
Outside of the world, deep in the universe, there is a mysterious, cold force that makes people shiver.
The powerful Kunlun force that was supposed to hit Pei Jing suddenly disappeared and was swallowed up!
Queen Mother of the West’s smile froze, and then she screamed again!
She was lying on the ground, her face twisted in agony, her face pale, her fingers clawing at her neck. She was filled with hatred, her eyes bulged out, her elegance gone, she looked miserable.
The wind stopped, and the yellow leaves that fell on the ring made a rustling sound as they were brushed by the man's robe.
It landed silently.
Everyone at Xuanyun Peak looked up in shock, stiff and breathless, as they watched the black-clothed, silver-haired man slowly step onto the stage.
Pei Jing was also stunned and tilted his head.
Walking through the mess, against the light, this man with a hellish aura seemed like a savior at this moment.
His silver hair was like snow, and his skin was pale under the wide black robe. His lips were red as if he had drunk blood, and his eyes were also cold and bloody.
Pei Jing murmured: "Chu Junyu..."
The Queen Mother of the West's eyes widened and bloodshot, her neck was pinched by an invisible force, and her lips trembled: "... It's you...!"
Chu Junyu didn't look at her. He walked to Pei Jing's side and looked down at the seriously injured young man who was half-kneeling at this time, his eyebrows and eyes were full of ridicule and indifference. He slowly squatted down in his dark brocade clothes, lifted the young man's chin with his slender pale fingers, and said in a tone as light as flying snow: "Who did you say you wanted to take as your apprentice?"
Pei Jing didn't expect to meet him like this.
Her eyes met his in silence.
Chu Junyu looked calm and said calmly, "This is the nth time you've been in such a mess because of Ji Wuyou."
His fingers suddenly exerted force, and Pei Jing could feel the anger he suppressed beneath his cold appearance.
Black hair fell on Pei Jing's face, which was now white and transparent. His robe was as white as snow, revealing a fragility that was rarely seen under normal circumstances.
"Take Ji Wuyou as your disciple?" Chu Junyu suddenly laughed softly, and then his calm appearance collapsed. In his eyes was the deepest and most fanatical anger Pei Jing had ever seen, and it was rich in blood.
He spoke each word with a chilling chill: "Pei Yuzhi, this is the second surprise you gave me?!"
Pei Jing opened his mouth to speak, but as soon as his throat moved, he vomited a mouthful of blood.
Chu Junyu sneered: "What a surprise! It's really more of a surprise than a joy!"
Just a glimpse of Pei Jing's expression, he let go. He stood up, the anger in his body almost took shape, and looked back at the Queen Mother of the West on the ground with anger in his eyes, and said with a cold smile: "People like me, the judge, she really thinks too highly of herself. You, are you worthy?"
Queen Mother of the West was not afraid of life or death, but she still felt a kind of abyss energy from this man that she had never experienced before. She smiled tremblingly, and blood flowed from the corners of her lips as she smiled, and her breath was weak: "Does it matter whether you are worthy or not? How can your ending be any better? If you go against the way of heaven, you will definitely die!"
Chu Junyu looked at her like an ant.
The frost in his eyes melted away, and the corners of his lips curled up, revealing a layer of strange charm: "Do you think I'm as useless as you?"
How could the Queen Mother of the West have never suffered such humiliation? She opened her mouth, felt a sharp pain in her chest, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"The Heavenly Dao is just in a deep sleep now. When she truly wakes up, hahahaha, do you think you can still be alive?"
With his silver hair flying, Chu Junyu smiled jokingly: "Why do you think she is sleeping?"
The Queen Mother of the West’s eyes shrank into a dot.
But she never asked that question again.
Chu Junyu twisted his hand violently.
"Ah!" Queen Mother of the West grabbed her neck and let out a heart-wrenching roar. Rumble, the sky and earth changed color, and dark clouds came. It was lightning and thunder. Nine reincarnations, the goddess of Pengshan. She was extremely proud in this life and could not tolerate a grain of sand.
And in the end, he died in a pool of blood, covered in mud.
On the stage, Qing Ying slowly turned her eyes away with tears in her eyes.
However, the death of Queen Mother of the West represents the descent of the gods! There must be a strange sign!
Pei Jing stood up with Lingchen Sword in hand, only to find that it was raining.
The author has something to say: In the next chapter, there is a farewell kiss, hahaha Pei Pei confessed directly.
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