Nanmengxi. The prosperity has fallen, the green leaves are withered, and the originally clear stream exudes a deep red to stagnant bloody smell, and the picturesque scenery of yesterday is completely gone.
Thousands of immortal cultivators formed a formation, forming an endless stretch of fiction and reality. Originally, the stream was the boundary between the immortals and demons, but now there is no obvious difference in the melee of the three hundred miles along the coast.
Among the demon clan, Bai Junming and the two demon generals were the first to bear the brunt, and on the fairy clan side, although Ling Qingzi was not present, and Shen Tongshan and Wu Yueshuang were dead, the strength of the immortal masters of the remaining five immortal sects should not be underestimated, and the disciples of their respective sects are also outstanding. Or, it is because this side will immediately show its advantages as soon as the reinforcements arrive.
The immortals formed an array together, the faint sound of runes intersected with the immortal energy surrounding it, and the demonic energy was suppressed, gradually showing a weak state. Soon, the immortals gained the upper hand and surrounded the demon army with the Demon Slayer Formation.
"Bai Junming! I advise you to surrender as soon as possible, or your whole body may be left behind!" shouted the Immortal Venerable.
Bai Junming sneered, suppressing his qi and blood to surge. Although the start of the battle was sudden this time, it was by no means hasty and unprepared. He wanted to catch the Immortal Realm by surprise. The reaction speed was still beyond his expectation.
But even so, he didn't care at all.
After stabilizing for a while, Bai Junming was about to confront those people again, when suddenly there was thunder in the sky, and a huge silver dragon descended from the clouds and took the shape of a human.
Xunhuang holds a long ice halberd in his hand, and also joins the demon army.
The situation changed in an instant, and the five great immortals were divided into two groups. The two immortals who were targeted by him gradually fell into a disadvantage due to their strong power to find wilderness.
Just as the hunters were about to cut off the head of one of them with their halberds, suddenly another person joined the battle, and they deflected the ice halberd with two moves, saving the life of the immortal.
"Yun Zhan?"
When Xunhuang saw the person coming, his eyes showed madness, as if he had finally met his opponent.
"I thought you didn't dare to come!"
Yun Zhan sacrificed Biluo, and fought with Xunhuang without saying a word.
He was fast and the blue sky was unpredictable, but he was ruthless in hunting for wilderness and receiving moves. The two were close and far away, the cold light of the weapon and the golden light of spiritual power complemented each other, making people dazzled in the dark and dark.
When the halberd struck and Yun Zhan blocked it with the horizontal sword, Xunhuang squinted at his opponent's calm and fearless eyes, and said, "If I didn't know that the person would not be reincarnated after death, I would almost think that you are him gone."
Yun Zhan didn't ask who "he" was, and his defense was as immovable as a mountain. He took the Xunhuang move steadily, and attacked with a backhand.
Xunhuang and Yun Zhan were fighting fiercely, so Bai Junming was soon surrounded by five immortals at the same time.
But when he had a chance to breathe, he re-arranged the dark formation and asked He Sang to assist in controlling the formation to compete with the immortal demon-killing formation, so that the demon soldiers could regain their morale and stand out from the encirclement.
It's just that the strength of the two demon generals is not enough to compete with the celestial venerables. Bai Junming can't sustain himself in the end, just when several celestial venerables made a killing move at him, his heart shuddered, and he quickly searched around for formations. Eyes, intending to find a chance to bring the dead back to life at this time.
Amidst the chill, the air seemed to be stagnant.
Suddenly, there were bursts of clanging and hitting the strings from afar, like the sound of bells and drums, melancholy and vigorous. Like a turning point, it resounded through this battlefield without warning.
The great formation of the Immortal Clan suddenly flickered, as if lightly picking with a fingertip was to turn the clouds and see the sun, and the eyes of the formation had already opened.
With such a familiar move, Bai Junming immediately knew who made the move. He hooked the corner of his lips and received the sword from the opposite Immortal Venerable. Although his palm was bleeding, he regained the mana suppressed by the Demon Slayer Formation. With one turn, the sword was twisted off.
The man in purple hanging in the air, with one hand and five fingers scattered, his movements are slow and leisurely, as if he is randomly plucking a huge guqin with an indistinguishable body. Humming, continuous vibration in people's minds.
For a moment, the clouds were treacherous, and even the mind seemed to be frightened.
It wasn't until Bai Junming struck back with a whip that the five great immortals suddenly realized that they had just been hit by the soul-hunting technique!
When they came here, they specially set up restrictions in advance, just to guard against Bai Junming's soul-hunting technique, but they didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin, who was killed halfway, was more terrifying than Bai Junming.
And they quickly recognized him, "Bai Fanlu! You are really a devil!"
"It's no wonder Ling Qingzi didn't come today, he really is in league with monsters!"
Hearing the slander of Ling Qingzi, Bai Fanlu felt displeased and didn't bother arguing with them. The seven strings transformed into pansies in his hands moved together, and the music of Haohao Tangtang sounded again, and suddenly there was a dark patch in the world, like ten thousand The galloping horse rushed towards here.
When I looked closely, there were countless demon soldiers, unknown to the truth but with fierce murderous aura, instantly submerged into the immortal formation below, and scattered the formation in an uproar. The demons seemed to have several times more troops in an instant The situation turned again.
"It's Yin Yao Soul Forbidden Technique!" Someone among the immortals recognized it, "Bai Chuyu used this trick that day..."
All the immortals looked at each other in blank dismay, never expecting this to happen.
The people of the fairy clan who knew the situation of the great war five hundred years ago suddenly felt timid in their hearts.
There was an ulterior motive in that battle back then, and with Bai Chuyu's strength, he shouldn't have fallen so easily in front of the battle, causing the demons to lose so miserably. So today, seeing the reappearance of the demon's forbidden technique, the five immortals expected This battle is difficult.
But there are still those who refuse to admit defeat, "What are you afraid of him doing! Can he alone defeat the five of us?"
Bai Fanlu smiled indifferently, "Whether the enemy is defeated or not, why not try?"
His light words are like a stone and a thousand waves, echoing in the sky and the earth with the sound of the pansy, as if he picked up the vast universe into his palm and gathered it into a huge purple light that is as bright as a galaxy.
This momentum alone is unusual and makes people's legs weak.
But the arrow was on the string and had to be fired, and the five immortals looked at each other, and they all used 12% of their strength to deal with Bai Fanlu together.
But Bai Junming had just received a sword, and at this time he still broke into the siege and fought side by side with Bai Fanlu.
On the other side, in fact, Yun Zhan had seen him from the moment Baifan Road appeared. Although he was involved in the wasteland hunting and could not escape, he still paid close attention to the movements on Baifan Road.
Although he has now awakened his demonic blood and is very powerful, the five great immortals in Yun Zhanguan have already started to use sinister tricks when they are defeated head-on.
After all, there are five of them, as long as three of them restrain Bai Fanlu, the other two can take advantage of his unpreparedness to attack him.
Sure enough, he was afraid of something coming, Bai Junming was stabbed by an immortal, and Bai Fanlu repelled that person. The other three attacked him in the upper, middle and lower places, and the last one came directly from the rear.
Bai Junming was the first to notice it, and pushed the sword energy away, and the immortal quickly made up another sword. Bai Fanlu reacted, but was still stabbed in the ankle when he turned sideways.
Judging by the posture, the assassin was actually going to pick his tendons, the hatred of this attack can be seen from the residual strength that was removed.
Bai Fanlu's heart was cold, and he didn't hesitate to attack frequently in his hands. The remaining thoughts of wanting to stop the war also turned into a dream at this moment.
Between immortals and demons, there is no end to death! He really is too naive!
Since he is a demon, he can only do this!
The Yin Yao Soul Forbidden Technique went to the extreme, and the immortal clan's formation was suppressed until there was a loud buzzing noise. Tens of thousands of flying swords condensed with the magic energy, and shot out fiercely like thunder and lightning, densely like rain.
Just wait for an order to be issued, even if the people in this formation have the ability to reach the sky, they will not be able to escape the sword piercing the heart.
But Bai Fanlu looked at those immortal cultivators who were fighting fiercely with the demons for the last time, and suddenly withdrew his wrist, and the flying sword condensed with demonic energy shifted its direction, attacking the five great immortals impenetrably.
In a short time, compete with each other!
Bai Fanlu was walking two steps forward when suddenly there was a bright blue light in the sky and another person appeared.
Ling Qingzi broke through the clouds and grabbed Bai Fanlu's arm.
"Master?"
"Come with me."
The five great immortals have already fallen to the ground one after another, even if it is the one who insists on holding on till the end, it will inevitably end with the loss of energy and soul, and the end of death.
As for the demons, although Bai Junming was also injured, the battle below was obviously won by the demons, there was no suspense at all.
Over there, Yunzhan and Xunhuang...
Bai Fanlu raised his eyes, and it happened that Yun Zhan was also looking this way. Their eyes met. In desperation, Yun Zhan kicked the ice halberd that was blocking the way, and wanted to come this way.
Ling Qingzi also noticed Yun Zhan's intentions, and he moved Bai Fanlu's hand slightly. Bai Fanlu felt it, and disappeared with Ling Qingzi without looking back...
In the middle of three evenings, there is still that vaguely familiar fragrance.
But along the way, Tianshumen was deserted, the whole mountain was empty, presumably the younger brothers and sisters also joined the battle of immortals and demons.
Fortunately for Bai Fanlu, he finally held back just now and didn't really make a killing move.
But no matter what, one side is position, the other side is friendship. Since casualties cannot be avoided, he has to end this war as soon as possible with as few sacrifices as possible. There is only so much he can do.
Ling Qingzi and him were sitting on the ground in front of the desk, on which was still the sapphire incense burner, a dim light in the burner swayed gently without wind.
Bai Fanlu had no time to watch, but felt heavy in his heart.
Ling Qingzi spoke first, "Mo'er fought a beautiful battle today."
Bai Fanlu shook his head, "Master, I have a guilty conscience."
"What shame?"
"I..." Bai Fanlu laughed at himself, "I feel that I'm really hypocritical. On the one hand, I want to be a competent young master of the demon clan, on the other hand, I am soft on the enemy on the battlefield, and at the same time, I resent my uncle for treating me like a knife. On the one hand, I am willing to be driven by him."
"And now that I am like this, I have really become a so-called Demon Lord, inheriting my mother's mantle..." He said, his chest heaved and his emotions gradually fluctuated, "But I actually don't have the consciousness of wanting to lead the Demon World at all, I..."
Bai Fanlu bowed his head, a strand of hair hanging from behind his ear fluttered with his breath, "Master... this is just the beginning, but I really don't know what to do..."
Ling Qingzi stared at him, and said softly for a while, "Remember what I taught you before? If there are too many things to worry about, just focus on one thing first."
Bai Fanlu murmured, "Focus on one thing..."
"Yes," Ling Qingzi nodded, "Actually, why don't I not have these emotions of yours? But I only remember to promise you that I will never be your enemy. If I do it today, I feel that it is enough."
Bai Fanlu was slightly stunned, then raised his head to look at Ling Qingzi again, there was something quietly reflected in the other's plain eyes, like a cold mountain by the river and a faint candlelight, and suddenly he felt extremely at ease.
Even if his memory is broken, the gentle eyes that have accompanied him since he was a baby are probably the only safe haven in this chaotic world.
"Mo'er, if you feel tired, you can stay." Ling Qingzi said, and lightly placed his hand on Bai Fanlu's shoulder.
"Don't care about the devil world, don't care about the fairy world, you and I don't care, things in this world will calm down one day..."
The palm on the shoulder is in the right position and temperature, not obtrusive. Bai Fanlu was bewitched by his eyes, and almost couldn't help but say "yes" to that outfit, but he hesitated a little, and said firmly, "Thank you, Master , but I must go back."
In any case, having reached this point, it is impossible to turn back, and staying here will only bring disaster to Tianshumen.
Although Bai Fanlu was entangled in conflicts, he still had a clear understanding of his current position.
He stood up and bowed to Ling Qingzi, "Master, this disciple is leaving now, please take care of me, Master."
But he lowered his head but didn't listen to Ling Qingzi's reply. Bai Fanlu felt puzzled at first, but suddenly felt dizzy when he raised his head. The next moment his eyes were dark, and he couldn't control himself and fell limp.
Ling Qingzi caught him, looked at the apprentice in his arms who would frown even if he fainted, and slowly smiled helplessly and bitterly.
"Even so, do you want to go back?"
"That's the only way to keep you..."
In the battle of Nanmengxi, the Demon Race defeated the Immortal Race. He Sang wanted to lead the army to pursue the victory, but because Bai Junming was seriously injured, and Yun Zhan repelled Xun Huang, with him blocking the front, the demons could not get more benefits in the future, so they had to retreat to the demon city temporarily.
Yun Zhan rushed to Tianshumen as quickly as possible, but he failed to find Bai Fanlu and Ling Qingzi in Sanmuju, but he keenly noticed that the sapphire incense burner on Ling Qingzi's desk was missing.
He had previous memories, Ling Qingzi's feelings towards Lu Lingjue... and the change in Bai Fanlu's appearance, these subtle signs made him extremely uneasy.
Yun Zhan immediately thought of the cave where Du Jie woke up before Lingjue Peak. He didn't know the entrance, and it took a lot of effort to break the seal.
But when they went down, they found that there was no one there, even the red flowers in the cave and Lu Lingjue's body were gone.
Did they go elsewhere
Yun Zhan repeatedly searched to no avail, so he had to go down to Lingjue Peak first. At this time, the disciples of Tianshumen also came back from Nanmengxi. aftermath.
He had to temporarily give up looking for Bai Fan Road, and first arrange the affairs in the door, and then consider where to find someone.
Through a heavy "curtain", Ling Qingzi watched Yun Zhan find him in a hurry and left disappointed. There is another hole under this floating jade bed, but it's a pity that no one knows about it except himself.
Ling Qingzi turned his head and looked at Bai Fanlu who was lying beside him.
He half clasped his chest with both hands, and there was a bright red Purdue flower at his fingertips. If it wasn't for the purple clothes obviously woven by magic feathers, Ling Qingzi would have almost hallucinated, thinking that it was the real Lu Lingjue.
Yes, Bai Fanlu's face has completely changed, becoming like his father's. If it was just similar before, it is completely the same person now. It's amazing.
But in Ling Qingzi's eyes, this was his junior brother Lu Lingjue, no matter what he looked like, he was fine.
For three hundred years, the Purdue flower he had planted in Bai Fanlu's body finally grew, until today, absorbing the twin blood flower Gu on Lu Lingjue's body, and successfully "reformed" Bai Fanlu into his father.
Now, it's just the last step.
Ling Qingzi raised his hand, and the sapphire incense burner slowly emerged from his palm.
He stared at the jumping light spots inside, his eyes were unprecedentedly gentle and obsessed, and whispered, "Xiaolu, come back."
The author has something to say: Bai Xiaolu: Let me be shabby.
Yungou Zhan: I only care about why a senior brother like me is gone again.
Author: I was sued by an investor for sowing discord, and then arrested by the police uncle, so your senior brother will not come back until a while later. ╯^╰