Gate of God

Chapter 397: God-given opportunity

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If there is a storm raging on the cliffs of Fenggu, then the center of the storm is Fang Zhengzheng, because this is a storm caused by murderous intent.

The cold chill and heavy rain intertwined, blowing up Yun Qingwu's long skirt.

No one was willing to come close, at least, no one would come close voluntarily, but Yun Qingwu took another step. After taking the first step, she resolutely took the second step.

Like a boat in a storm.

Lonely and small, however, it is always swaying up and down in the earth-shaking waves. No matter how strong the storm is, it still cannot let this small boat sink to the bottom of the sea.

"Fang Zhengzheng, if you want to kill Qing Wu, just step on Si Ponan's body first!" At this moment, a voice suddenly rang. The voice was not too loud, but it sounded at this time, But it can be clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone present.

Immediately afterwards, a figure stood up from the ground tremblingly and stood directly between Fang Zhengyi and Yun Qingwu.

There are three figures on the cliff.

The person who can stand up at this moment, and who can stand between Fang Zhengzheng and Yun Qingwu, is naturally the young deputy commander who is half kneeling on the ground.

However, this time, the young deputy commander did not use the word "young master" to address Yun Qingwu, but called him by his first name, even Qingwu's name.

However, there was no hint of punishment on Yun Qingwu's face.

Not only Yun Qingwu, but also Baixing, Wuji, and dozens of demon elites were not too surprised or surprised when they heard the words of the young deputy commander Si Ponan.

because…

His name is Si Ponan!

"Si Ponan? That young demon... is named Si?!"

"Is it that Si?"

"If his name is correct, then there is nothing wrong, because in the entire demon clan, there is only one family named Si, and only one family dares to be named Si!"

The talented people who were staring closely at the scene on the cliff of Fenggu Mountain all showed extremely shocked expressions when they heard the voice of the young deputy commander Si Ponan.

The demon world is different from the human dynasty world.

If the human dynasty world is a direct line of inheritance from father to son, and from son to grandson, then the demon clan is a tripartite world jointly managed by three major families.

This has something to do with the demon clan's fertility problem, because no one is sure whether this generation of demon emperors will give birth to direct descendants.

Moreover, even if direct descendants are really born, the number will basically not be too many, only one or two at most. So, among these two descendants, are there any descendants who can take on the important responsibilities of the Demon Emperor? Existence is another problem.

so…

Under such circumstances, the demon clan also developed a rule that was jointly controlled by the three major families.

If the descendants of one family are not enough to take on the big responsibility, then they will be selected from the other two families. The selection method will be based on cultivation, prestige, and contribution to the demon clan.

Therefore, after each generation of Demon Emperor passes away, the surname of the next generation of Demon Emperor is not necessarily the same as the previous generation of Demon Emperor, even if this generation of Demon Emperor has descendants.

And these three major families are the Yun family, the Si family, and the Yu family.

manage…

Demon Emperor Sikong's Si!

It is rumored that when Demon Emperor Sikong was on the throne, the demon clan reached its peak for a time. The demon clan's army even approached Yanjing City, and the human world was almost overturned.

During that battle, the rocks outside Yanjing City and by the Shili Lake were stained red with blood.

But in the end, Demon Emperor Sikong died. He died under Blood Shadow City and under the sword of Mengtian, the Holy God of War.

And now...

The sword was emitting a strange purple light and was held in Fang Zhengzheng's hand. The tip of the sword was pointed directly at Si Po Nan's throat, and the scent of Si Po Nan's blood still remained on the blade.

"Boom!"

Purple thunder streaked across the sky, illuminating Si Ponan's face. It was a face so pale that it was almost white. It was a little weak, but firm enough.

"Fang Zhengzheng, I know that humans and demons are inseparable. Come on, I, Si Po Nan, will never blink an eye, because we are the most noble demons in the world!" Si Po Nan kept holding the ghost knife in his hand. Trembling, he was unable to lift the slender ghost knife anymore, because even standing like this had already cost him all his strength.

However, he still stood up, despite the heavy rain, and he stood more and more steadily.

"Si Ponan?"

"manage… "

"die!"

“…”

Fang Zhengzheng was chanting softly in his mouth, and the sword he had raised suddenly stopped in the air at this moment, and the sword in his eyes started to spin crazily.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but when the sword was spinning crazily, the rich purple around the sword seemed to be stirred by the rotating sword, and circles of purple spread out like a whirlpool.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

“…”

The ripple-like murderous aura that originally surrounded the body seemed a little chaotic at this moment. It turned into a sharp sword light for a while, and then seemed to be completely retracted into the body.

"Boom!"

The thunder rolled and the sound shook the sky.

The traceless sword in Fang Zhengzheng's hand also trembled at this time, with clear and high sword chants rang out, and the strange purple light flashed crazily.

It seems to be a struggle, a contradictory struggle...

"What's wrong with Fang Zhengyi? Why haven't you taken action yet? This is a huge opportunity. Even if Si Ponan blocks it, it won't help!"

"Isn't he afraid of the revenge of Si Po Nan's family after his death? It's unlikely. If he is afraid, he should be more afraid of the Yun family, right?"

"Does he want to show mercy to Yun Qingwu? That's not right... If he really wanted to let Yun Qingwu go, why did he stop him just now? If he doesn't go up, who would dare to force him to go up?"

"No, no... Fang Zhengzheng looks a little wrong!"

"Ever since he woke up, something has always been wrong, right?"

"This is different. You see... the aura on his body fluctuates very much. It feels like he is out of control."

"Isn't it because the power is consumed too much and it is no longer able to control it?"

The talented people looked at the strange purple light on the cliff of Fenggu and the murderous aura constantly fluctuating on Fang Zhengzheng's body, and they all became a little confused.

People who were as confused as the talented scholars were Xing Qingsui, Xing Yuanguo and Nangong Hao, as well as Bai Xing and Wu Ji. However, the former was confused and obviously showed a kind of eagerness.

The latter is a kind of surprise in the midst of doubts.

That was another surprise in the village.

The Demon Clan is indeed jointly inherited and controlled by the three major families. Yun Qingwu is not the strongest among the children of the three major families, but he is the most prestigious.

And, there is no one.

Because, if the current Demon Emperor is a symbol of strength, then Yun Qingwu is the think tank of the Demon Clan, and is also the recognized think tank of the three major families.

In fact, although Yun Qingwu's background is extremely glorious, it is not as eye-catching as imagined. Part of the reason is Yun Qingwu's gender.

Another part of the reason is Yun Qingwu's cultivation talent.

ordinary.

Quite ordinary, without any brilliance, although not at the bottom, but in the Demon Clan where geniuses are rampant, especially in the three major families of the Demon Clan, Yun Qingwu's childhood did not attract the attention of anyone in the family.

Even though her father is the current Demon Emperor!

No demon clan would place any hope that Yun Qingwu, who had such an average cultivation talent, would one day inherit the position of the supreme demon emperor.

Even her father also had the same idea.

Different from the human world.

Within the demon clan, they did not care too much about their direct bloodline, so Yun Qingwu's father focused more on the other children of the Yun family.

The purpose is naturally to allow the Yun family to continue to be glorious.

And Yun Qingwu herself has never cared too much about this matter. Born in such a noble family, she can completely be her princess for the first time with peace of mind.

Until one day, she saw her father's gloomy face in the study. It was an expression of loss and extreme haggardness.

As a generation of demon emperors.

Father, in Yun Qingwu's eyes, these two words have always been a superior being. Father, he is the Demon Emperor of the Demon Clan, he is the Supreme Demon Emperor, and he is the Demon Emperor who rules a party.

Then, he should be happy, majestic, and overlook all living beings.

But why

Father…

At this moment, is it so lonely

Yun Qingwu couldn't understand it, until the next day, she heard the news that a descendant of the Yu family had successfully reached the level of Amaterasu at the age of twelve.

From that day on, she rarely had the chance to see her father again.

Because the descendant of the Yu family moved into her home, and she was sent to a mansion dozens of miles away from Blood Shadow City.

That year, Yun Qingwu was five years old.

Five years later…

Yun Qingwu returned to the Blood Shadow City. All the children of the Yun family, the Si family, and the Yu family, including the genius who reached the Amaterasu level at the age of twelve, all stood neatly in the Blood Shadow City. At the gate of the city, he respectfully waited for Yun Qingwu's return.

From that moment on, few demons dared to mention the words Yun Qingwu.

Because all the demons call her...

Little Lord!

That year, Yun Qingwu was ten years old.

Time flies, and five years have passed by in a flash.

At that time, everyone only knew that the demon tribe had a young and mysterious young master, but they did not know that there was a demon tribe named Yun Qingwu.

A strange woman named Yun Qingwu appeared in the human world and became an existence that all the young talents in the Great Xia Dynasty and the young masters of aristocratic families could only hope to achieve.

She has never shown her face on any occasion.

However, her talent makes all geniuses look back on her.

A painting boat shuttled through various cities, prefectures and counties of the Great Xia Dynasty, traveling in the land of fireworks mixed with dragons and snakes, if those places were a piece of mud.

Yun Qingwu is a white lotus in the mud that is not stained by dust.

Si Ponan is a genius. He has reached the peak of the Light Returning Realm before he was twenty years old. He is ranked among the top three even among the children of the three major families of the Demon Clan.

To put it bluntly, Si Ponan himself is one of the most powerful contenders for the next Demon Emperor, but when he stood in front of Yun Qingwu, he did not hesitate at all.

This is it…

The position of the young master of the Demon Clan, Yun Qingwu, among the Demon Clan.

A being who can mobilize the power of the ten realms of the demon clan at will and make any genius disciple from the three major families die for his son. His prestige is almost as high as that of the current demon emperor.

"Qingwu, opportunity!" Si Ponan didn't know what happened to Fang Zhengzheng, but he knew that Fang Zhengzheng seemed to be extremely unstable now.

This instability can be seen by the talented people below the cliff of Fenggu.

Then it was impossible for Si Ponan not to feel it, and he felt it more clearly and more truly than those talented people.

If he could still move his hands.

He would definitely insert the ghost knife in his hand into Fang Zhengzheng's heart without hesitation, but he couldn't move. The maximum limit was to keep the ghost knife in his hand.

But it doesn't matter.

Because, although he couldn't move, Yun Qingwu behind him could move.

Such a close distance.

With his own body blocking the front, Si Ponan was fully confident that if Yun Qingwu was willing to take action, the sword would definitely not miss.

Heavy rain fell from the sky, and raindrops like water curtains flowed from Si Ponan's sleeves to his palms, and then flowed from his palms to the ghost knife in his hand.

A faint cold light flashed on the tip of the knife, which looked like a snake letter.

Yun Qingwu was very close to Fang Zhengzheng. If it weren't for Si Ponan between them, she could even feel the rising and falling breathing of Fang Zhengzheng's chest.

Many people thought that Yun Qingwu must have some life-saving treasure on his body, or that there would be some particularly powerful demons secretly protecting her.

But in fact...

None of this.

Traveling through the Great Xia Dynasty, she only brought with her forty-nine green-skirted maids. In terms of cultivation, the cultivation level of these forty-nine green-skirted maids was only Amaterasu.

The only saving grace is that these forty-nine maids in green skirts know a sword formation, a sword formation created by Yun Qingwu.

It was this sword formation that blocked Nangong Hao, who was at the peak of the Huiguang Realm.

How could Yun Qingwu, who didn't carry any protective treasures with her in the crisis-ridden Great Xia, look for protective treasures after coming to the Southern Territory

Therefore, when Fang Zheng rushed up the cliff of Fenggu Mountain and pointed his persistent Wuhen sword at Yun Qingwu's throat, the only thing she could do was to stick out her neck.

Quietly waiting for Fang Zhengzheng's murderous sword to fall.

This has to be said to be an incredible thing. A young demon master has no protective treasures on his body

But at that time, Yun Qingwu did think so, and she was fully prepared. No one knew what Yun Qingwu was thinking.

Only she knows.

At that moment, her heart was very peaceful...

"Why do you want to stop?" Yun Qingwu looked at Fang Zhengzheng in front of her and seemed to be asking, but it was obvious that she had no intention of waiting for Fang Zhengzheng's answer.

Because, her hand has been slowly raised... (To be continued.)

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