In this Kunlun Mountain, the two Great Luo Jinxian Wang Qing and Mo Ling are now the masters. No one can be their enemy and can only obey. Top novels are updated the fastest
Wang Qing likes them to scold Demon King Chu, so they will scold him. Anyway, Demon King Chu is dead, so it doesn't matter how they scold him.
Wang Qing and Mo Ling reached a consensus.
The wife and children of the Demon King of Chu returned to Wang Qing.
The treasure belongs to Mo Ling.
Mo Ling fell from mid-air to get the treasure.
He stepped forward and curiously looked at the black stone that was glowing with purple light. He couldn't help but wonder, this thing was in human form, what exactly was it
Wang Qing did not leave immediately. He stood in mid-air and looked down, wanting to know what kind of treasure this was
Mo Lin looked at it for a long time but couldn't see anything interesting, so he ignored it and put it away first, then went back and studied it slowly.
He waved gently, and the storage ring on his finger flashed with light.
The next moment, he couldn't help but sigh. He originally wanted to put the treasure into the storage ring, but failed.
Next, he tried several times in succession, but finally failed.
Mo Ling frowned. He had sucked this thing into the air before, but failed.
He stepped forward and hugged the black stone. Demonic energy surged around his body and he exerted force on his arms.
But the result was hard for him to accept. Even though he, Daluo Jinxian, was cultivating, he couldn't lift the stone.
When Wang Qing saw this, he was also curious.
At the same time, he was a little proud and gloating about his misfortune.
Mo Lin's face was gloomy. He couldn't lift a single stone. If he couldn't move it, he couldn't study it here.
boom!
Terrible magic power swept out of Mo Ling's body. His hands were pressed against the black stone, veins popped out in his arms, and he exerted force under his feet, causing cracks to spread on the ground.
A small stone, but as heavy as a mountain.
Mo Ling tried his best but could not move at all, but when he was about to give up and think of a way, his expression suddenly changed.
It was alive. This stone was alive. He felt the faint sound of breathing, and he was horrified to find that his hand seemed to be stuck on it and he couldn't break free.
The next moment, his hair stood on end because there was a terrible suction coming from the stone, and his magic power was being absorbed by the black stone.
He tried his best to resist, but it was useless. Even his Dantian was trembling, and the strength in his body was losing at a terrifying speed.
"Ah—" Mo Ling yelled in horror, startling Wang Qing above.
Everyone looked at Mo Ling who was rapidly drying up in horror. In just a short moment, Mo Ling shriveled up like a mummy, as if he was dehydrated. His eyes were wide open and his mouth was wide open, like a ghost seeking life. He looked very scary. .
All his cultivation was absorbed, his Dantian was so dry that it exploded, and there was no breath at all.
The next moment, the black stone suddenly exploded, and purple light filled the world, bright and gorgeous. In the purple light, there was a faint figure.
Wang Qing was shocked, sensing something was wrong, and was ready to take Jinghong and Chu Pan and leave immediately.
Thousands of warriors also felt frightened and prepared to flee.
However, the terrifying purple light suddenly filled the sky and the earth, covering the entire Yuzhu Peak, forming a cage of heaven and earth, trapping everyone in it.
When Wang Qing saw this, his face was panicked. The energy in his body swept across his body and he punched out, but was blown away by the purple energy. Even he was knocked backwards for a thousand meters.
Everyone stared with wide eyes in horror.
The figure became clearer and clearer, and the purple light around him slowly faded away, revealing his true body.
It was a tall and straight figure with picturesque eyebrows and waist-length hair dancing wildly in the wind. The roots were flashing with purple light. He was dressed in black and was wearing no wind.
Jinghong's eyes widened suddenly. She should have recognized it a long time ago, but she didn't dare to think about it because it was too incredible.
Chu Pan looked at it curiously. He felt that this man was even prettier than him, and there was some similarity between their eyebrows.
"Chu... Chu, Demon King Chu..." Wang Qing screamed, his voice changing tone.
It can make a Daluo Jinxian scream in shock. It can be seen that the impact this scene has on him is simply unimaginable.
Not only Wang Qing, but the thousands of warriors shivered almost at the same time, and the biting cold made their hands and feet cold.
Demon King Chu is back, what about them
Thinking of the curses they had just given, countless people on the spot rolled their eyes in fear and almost fainted.
Jinghong smiled, but with tears streaming down his face, he came back.
Chu Pan's face was full of shock, Demon King Chu, isn't that his father
Chu Xun gently raised his hand, and the restraint around Jinghong's body disappeared directly, and he slowly floated towards Chu Xun.
"I'm sorry for making you suffer." He knew everything that happened just now, but that was the most critical moment. If he woke up forcibly, not only would he not be able to help Jinghong, but he would also be in big trouble. Fortunately, Mo Ling was a demon. Gong helped him contain the Sky Chain, allowing him to break through quickly.
Chu Xun gently wiped her eyes with Jinghong, and at the same time, the majestic Hongmeng purple energy passed through, helping her to heal quickly.
"Just come back, just come back, I know you will definitely come back."
At this moment, Wang Qing suddenly rushed towards Chu Pan. As long as he caught Chu Pan, he could threaten Chu Xun and escape safely.
"Hurry, that's our child..." Jinghong said anxiously.
Chu Xun raised his hand gently, only to hear a crisp sound. Looking at Wang Qing again, he was hit in the face by an invisible force. Half of his face was blown open, blood spilled in the air, and he flew out screaming.
The thousands of warriors were so frightened that their souls flew away.
It was just a matter of Daluo Jinxian raising his hand, so they... Thinking of this, dozens of people were stunned on the spot.
Chu Pan stared with bright eyes, is this his father? He raised his hand and ordered thousands of people to be imprisoned. Daluo Jinxian had no power to resist.
Chu Xun raised his hand, and Chu Pan's freedom was lifted by the invisible force.
"Pan'er, meet dad soon."
Chu Pan hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed three times seriously.
Chu Xun looked a little strange. After fifteen years of separation, his son was already so old when he came back.
Watching a child grow up with your own eyes is one thing from suddenly having a teenager calling you dad.
"Get up!" Chu Xun raised his hand gently, and Chu Pan was lifted up by the invisible force.
Chu Xun looked at him and nodded slightly, "Yes, he is indeed Chu Xun's son, in the early stage of the Golden Core."
Chu Pan was also very happy. He practiced hard so that he could be recognized when he saw Chu Xun one day.
Chu Xun transferred the Hongmeng purple energy into Chu Pan's body.
Chu Pan's face was filled with shock at how quickly he healed.
"You guys take good care of your wounds and leave the matters here to me."
"Dad, they just..."
"Pan'er, your father has his own ideas." Jinghong reminded.
Chu Pan stuck out his tongue and stared curiously, wondering how Chu Xun would solve these things.
He was very proud that this was his father, who alone could defeat the rest of the crowd, and those rat-galling bandits who had been yelling and cursing just now were actually frightened to death by dozens of people on the spot.
Chu Xun raised his hand, and Wang Qinghai's soul flew away. He found that his body was directly imprisoned, and he could not mobilize even a little bit of cultivation.
"This is impossible. We specially sent people to guard the entrance to the folded space. How did you return to Earth?" Wang Qing couldn't believe that Chu Xun actually appeared on Earth like this.
Thinking of Mo Ling, he shuddered. None of them thought that the secret treasure they were fighting for was actually Chu Xun. They simply threw themselves into a trap. It was hard to accept even thinking about it.
"Do you think a foldable space can trap me?"
"This is impossible. You are not Chu Xun. Who are you?" Wang Qing found it hard to believe that the person in front of him was Chu Xun.
Chu Xun's lips raised slightly, "I personally slaughtered hundreds of so-called geniuses from your Wang family. Do you really not know me?"
Wang Qing naturally remembered that it was the nightmare of his generation. Hundreds of the most outstanding disciples were killed by Chu Xun, leaving the Wang family with no successor.
"Where is your teleportation array established?" Chu Xun asked.
Wang Qing said in a trembling voice: "If I tell you, can you let me go?"
"Bargain with me, do you have the qualifications? I can kill ten thousand of you in the fairyland, and I can kill you all when I return to the earth."
Chu Xun's eyes were cold and he slowly stretched out his hand.
"Don't... don't kill me, I said, don't kill me..."
boom!
Chu Xun's fist clenched violently, and Wang Qing exploded into a ball of blood mist.
"I no longer care how many people you come or how many people you kill, because from this moment on, I only protect the people I should protect." Chu Xun whispered.
He looked a little tired. He had gone through a lot of hardships and wanted to protect everyone, but what was the result
Chu Xun looked at the thousands of warriors with frightened expressions. What he was protecting was this group of cheap bones, this group of things that couldn't even be considered human beings.
"There are some people you want to kill, and from now on, I also want to kill them." Chu Xun whispered again.
But it made thousands of warriors so frightened that their faces turned pale.
"Chu Shen, we are forced to ignore my business."
"Chu Shen, you are finally back. We are willing to accept our grievances just to wait for you to come back."
"Chu Shen, it is the demons from the fairyland, foreign races, and demons who are forcing us. I am in the Cao camp and my heart is in the Han Dynasty. You have to believe us."
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Chu Xun looked at them coldly, and the trace of pity in his heart disappeared from their shameless faces.
He thought of those people in the folded space who braved death and persisted for tens of millions of years in order to return to the earth for their faith.
He thought of Xiao Ningzi, holding a silver spear, weak and pitiful, but facing the genius of the fairyland without changing her expression and not giving in at all.
He thought of the eight Taoists who used their bodies to set up the formation and their souls to support the formation. In order to protect him back to the earth, for that little hope, they were wiped out inch by inch by the hurricane in the turbulence of the void, and disappeared into thin air, with almost no reincarnation left. They are even more nameless, just for the belief in their hearts.
Looking at these bastards who were greedy for life and afraid of death, he was really disappointed.
He carries the common people on his back, and he carries those people in the folded space.
He protects the world and protects his relatives, compatriots, and bloodline.
He has always been wrong. Some people are simply not worthy of his protection.
Buzz…!
The purple light all over the sky turned into billions of reincarnation threads, like bloodthirsty purple snakes, swarming towards the thousands of warriors.
"Let's go!" Chu Xun took Jinghong and Chu Pan away in the air.
Chu Pan turned his head and looked behind him, only to see countless reincarnation threads covering the entire Yuzhu Peak, destroying people and stubborn rocks, and they were all torn to pieces.
A river of blood flows down from Kunlun Mountain. From a distance, it looks like a red cloth hanging on the white snow, which is very dazzling.
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