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Mu Xue successfully formed the elixir and survived the heavenly tribulation.

She scanned the golden tent with her spiritual sense and found that it was intact and the family members protected within it were also safe, so she felt relieved.

At this moment, her golden elixir had just been formed and she had just survived a heavenly tribulation, so she was at her weakest period.

But Mu Xue knew that she would face an even more severe test, which was to face the monsters pouring in from all directions.

When Mu Xue opened her eyes, she did not see the monster she had imagined, but an unexpected person.

The man was standing on a pile of monster corpses, looking up at him blankly.

"A small mountain?"

Mu Xue admitted that she felt a kind of joy from the bottom of her heart when she saw Cen Qianshan. The dark sky seemed to become clear at that moment.

Even though he was standing on a pile of broken corpses of monsters and his face was covered with blood stains, Mu Xue still felt that he looked more handsome than ever before.

The next moment Mu Xue called his name.

Cen Qianshan crossed the space and instantly appeared in the air in front of Mu Xue. With a fighting spirit that had not faded, the Void Demon God that appeared from the Six Paths Wheel appeared faintly behind him.

Such an indescribable aura was like a god breaking through the darkness in a dark world.

"You, what are you doing?" Mu Xue grabbed his hand, hardly daring to believe her eyes, "It's the baby!"

For many years, no one in the Demon Spirit Realm had successfully formed a fetus. Even Mu Xue herself had only reached the peak of the Golden Core in her previous life.

Unexpectedly, the first demon cultivator who successfully broke through the golden elixir and formed an infant in the past three or four hundred years was actually his dual cultivation partner.

Mu Xue couldn't help but think of that night a hundred years ago when she braved the wind and snow to carry that skinny child home. At that time, she could never have imagined that he would achieve what he has today!

Xiaoshan's birth of a baby was not only a boost for himself, but also for all the demon cultivators in the demon world. It made the unknown and confusing road ahead suddenly feasible and bright.

Mu Xue looked at Cen Qianshan, feeling happy and admiring from the bottom of her heart. If it wasn't for the wrong timing, she almost wanted to throw herself on him and give him a good kiss.

Cen Qianshan simply took out the colorful jade gate tower and silently put it into Mu Xue's palm.

"Why have you been crying? Who bullied you?" Mu Xue reached out and wiped his wet face and made a half-joking comment.

The two of them were so close that Mu Xue's nose could detect a familiar scent of soapberries.

He washed himself clean, put on nice clothes, and came to see me. He didn't expect to enter such a chaotic battlefield, which probably reminded him of the bad memory of being killed by lightning.

Really, I feel a little sorry for him.

"I'm sorry. I asked you to watch me transcend the tribulation. Are you scared?" Mu Xue squeezed his palm hard.

But this was not the time to reminisce about the past. Mu Xue apologetically let go of Cen Qianshan's hand and concentrated on casting the colorful gate to connect it with Biyun City. On the way back, she saw the solid defensive magic circle rising from the ancient town.

Mu Xue first quickly led his family into the colorful gate, and then expanded his spiritual sense to cover the entire town as widely as possible.

Qianshan's unexpected arrival wiped out the monsters in the town in time. There were still many survivors in the town. Mu Xue formed a formation with her hands, and her spiritual sense spread out like flowing water, covering the entire town, and lifted up all the living people that her spiritual sense touched to her eyes.

The people who were still in shock were lifted up by a soft force and came to a colorful gate. The colorful gate was filled with warm light, and seemed to be facing the terrifying black gate standing at the edge of the sky.

A young woman in red stood in front of the door, her hands in a magic seal, and was sending injured townspeople into the door one by one.

"It's Erya, the girl from the Zhang family came back to save us."

"What nonsense! You should call me little fairy instead of little immortal."

"Thank you, little fairy."

"Great! I'm still alive."

"Ah, my poor old partner didn't make it to this moment."

The surviving villagers rejoiced and cried bitterly. After thanking Mu Xue and Cen Qianshan, they supported each other and walked towards the door.

When Mu Xue, who was the last one left, was about to step into the room, Cen Qianshan grabbed her arm.

"I'm not afraid." The young man back then, who was now a Nascent Soul cultivator, looked at him with his beautiful and gentle eyes.

"The moment I saw you going through the tribulation, I knew you would succeed this time. No matter this time, the next time, or every time in the future, you will be able to move forward steadily."

Mu Xue saw her own reflection in his bright eyes, and she held Cen Qianshan's hand.

"Well, let's go together."

Suddenly something unexpected happened, the demon attacked, and the home was turned upside down.

What she thought was a smooth and bright future seemed to have become difficult and unpredictable. But Mu Xue felt that as long as she held this hand, she would no longer feel uneasy or confused no matter how difficult the road was.

All the residents in Biyun City were shrouded in great terror.

The silver stone tablets rising around the city supported a silver light curtain, protecting all the residents in the city.

Huge demons swam across the sky above the light curtain from time to time.

Sometimes they would lower their bodies, and stick their strange faces close to the thin defensive formation above the town, looking down at the ant-like residents in the city.

Sometimes, they would go crazy and use their sharp claws and scaly bodies to madly hit the seemingly soft and thin light curtain.

At such a time, the hearts of all the people in the city would rise to their throats, praying that the formation that was shaking with the impact of the demons would not break apart.

An old man in official robes, accompanied by a group of armed personnel in armor, stood on the high platform of the city wall. This was the governor of this city, surnamed Li, given name Zifan, over sixty years old, just an ordinary mortal.

At this moment, he frowned and clenched a white jade square seal in his hand.

This magic weapon is the key to controlling the entire city defense formation. The city governors of all generations have mastered this magic weapon.

However, this precious seal has never been used for hundreds of years and has almost become a decoration symbolizing the county magistrate's status.

Li Zifan never imagined that he would be able to use this legendary magic weapon during his short career as a county magistrate of just a few decades.

Outside the seemingly thin protective formation, there roamed terrifying monsters that had never been seen before. Even the battle-hardened soldiers behind him had pale faces and fear in their eyes.

However, they are still happy to be able to live in the city.

Standing on the high platform, a group of people appeared on the road in the distance, fleeing desperately. There were old and young, with their families, shouting for help all the way, running towards the city wall.

Behind them, several demons were chasing slowly, flying in the air with their wings spread out and smiling, rushing into the crowd from time to time half-playfully, snatching away a screaming life.

"County Magistrate, open a door quickly and let them in!" One of the soldiers behind him couldn't help but say this.

The county magistrate, who loved his people like his own children and was highly respected, remained silent and did not respond to the young soldier's shouts.

"Sir, if you give the order, we will rush on horseback to bring the people in."

"Sir! Are we just going to watch them all die?"

The governor of a county, who had always been dignified and promoted, pursed his lips tightly, watching the people who were right in front of him tragically lose their lives. Amid the angry and confused shouts of the soldiers, he remained awkwardly silent. The deep wrinkles on his face sank, as if he had aged a lot in an instant.