The Xuantian Continent was surging, and the reappearance of the two peerless powers broke the peace again.
At first, when Yaozun Jinli returned to the demon realm, the demon clan planned to attack the human race and exterminate the human race in one fell swoop. However, with the appearance of Mozun Mo Qianqiu, the strength of the two clans has reached a balance point again, and no one is willing to touch the cordon first, because both clans are scarred and unable to bear greater losses.
However, just three days after Mo Qianqiu returned to the Magic Palace, he issued an order: Attack Taihua Mountain!
Taihua Mountain was shocked for a while, and the current leader, the venerable Guanglingzi, immediately sent the venerable Yuqingzi, the venerable Wenlongzi, and his beloved disciple Jie Zizhuo to lead several elders and disciples to the Modao Palace, intending to ask Mo Qianqiu why the war started , and persuaded him not to grow branches outside this eventful autumn.
Today, among the great powers of the human race, Xuan Lingzi has died, and Mo Qianqiu has returned!
The Modao Palace has many top powers such as Mo Qianqiu, Qi Luo, Qin Siyi, Qin Guihe, etc. Although Qi Luo was seriously injured and the Qin brothers suffered losses, as long as there is a Mo Qianqiu, the Modao Palace will stand in the The top of the human race is far better than Mount Taihua without Xuan Lingzi.
At that time, Yu Qingzi and others crossed several states and finally came to the Magic Palace. A blood-robed Demon Venerable sat high on the throne, his gorgeous face seemed to be soaked in frost, his icy and ruthless eyes made Yu Qingzi tremble, and a powerful coercion pressed on them, making them unable to move. .
Under the pressure, Yu Qingzi stepped forward and said, "This is the forty-third year of the fifty-year agreement, and there are seven years left before the time of the agreement. In these fifty years, the relationship between the two clans has been stagnant. If there is another wave within our human race, the demon race will probably take advantage of the emptiness to enter and directly target the thirty-six states!"
The voice fell, but there was a dead silence in the huge palace.
Yu Qingzi raised his head in surprise, only to see the red-robed Demon Venerable on the high platform with cold eyes, scanning her with an extremely dangerous gaze. Yu Qingzi's throat stagnated, and she felt as if she was being stared at by a terrifying beast, and a strange sense of oppression emanated from Mo Qianqiu's body, which made her breathless!
Yu Qingzi finally broke through the Mahayana period ten years ago. Although she is better at alchemy and not good at cultivation, she should not feel such a terrible sense of coercion when facing the Demon Venerable who is also in the Mahayana period. This feeling is no longer just the gap between the cultivation bases, but... but a kind of coercion originating from the bloodline races!
There was a long silence in the hall, and after Yu Qingzi repeated it again, on the throne, the handsome and evil Demon Venerable suddenly sneered. His sarcastic laughter stabbed Yu Qingzi and the others to feel unhappy, but before he could speak, he heard Mo Qianqiu's spiritual power entering the voice, and rumbled on them: "You also know that there should be no big fights within the human race, Then why did Taihua Mountain issue the Taihua Order a few decades ago to hunt down his own disciples like this!"
boom!
The entire palace trembled, and it was constantly trembling under the impact of this majestic and terrifying spiritual power.
Among the messengers of Mount Taihua, Yuqingzi and Wenlongzi were both in the Mahayana period, and Xie Zizhuo was also in the transcendence period. However, even they were forced to spit out a mouthful of blood in the face of the angry Demon Venerable, and their faces suddenly paled.
At this moment, Yu Qingzi and others immediately understood: This is no longer the realm of the Mahayana period, and Mo Qianqiu has reached the stage of spiritual transformation!
Looking at the entire Xuantian Continent, magic cultivators are very rare, and high-level magic cultivators are even less known. Even in these ten thousand years, I have never heard of a demon cultivator who can go against the sky and reach the realm of the god-transforming stage.
Mo Qianqiu is one and only one!
The power of the Magic Palace was suddenly beyond the ordinary, and there was no other existence in the human race that could be compared with it.
If the Magic Dao Palace really wants to take advantage of Taihua Mountain's greenness and yellowness, it is not impossible to destroy it. It's just that the monks of Mount Taihua will do their best to use all the accumulation of tens of thousands of years. In that battle, both sides will suffer, and the strength of the clan will be greatly weakened.
Fortunately, after Yu Qingzi and others left Mo Dao Palace uneasy, Mo Qianqiu gave up the decision to attack Taihua Mountain. The Magic Palace sent 80% of its power to search for it in the entire Xuantian Continent. Mo Qianqiu even issued an instruction in person—
If you find Luo Jianqing, you can get the top-grade magic weapon of the heavenly rank refined by Mozun himself!
For a time, people looking for Luo Jianqing were all over the Xuantian Continent, and even as long as they could provide a little information, they could be rewarded by the Magic Palace.
When the news spread to Taihua Mountain, everyone didn't understand why Mozun had to go to great lengths to find Luo Jianqing, even at the expense of paying a lot of money. On the Cangshuang Peak, when Zuo Yunmo, the second senior brother of the Seven Taihua Sons, heard the news, his eyes lit up and he seemed to understand something.
The Demon Palace made such a big commotion in Xuantian Continent, and naturally it couldn't hide from the demon clan.
Du Jue Tian Lao was looking for Luo Jianqing wholeheartedly, and naturally he also dispatched people to closely watch the situation of the Magic Palace. He is not afraid of Mo Qianqiu who has entered the God Transformation Stage, but he understands that if he is really a Demon Cultivator of the God Transformation Stage, he may be able to inflict heavy damage on the opponent, but he will never be able to kill the opponent again.
When the news reached the first sea, in the middle of the sea, on a lonely and quiet island, a demon in blue brocade clothes lowered his eyes slightly, playing the piano for himself seriously. He fiddled with the strings lightly, as if he didn't hear his subordinate's words, but just played the same tune over and over.
After Yaozun Jinli returned to the demon realm, he did not go to the palace deep in the demon realm, nor did he accept Dujue Tianlao's apology. After he learned that he was the descendant of Cang Ruo Yaozun who swept across the Xuantian Continent 30,000 years ago, he just quietly went to the extreme north and stayed in the ruins of the dry mountain for a hundred days before leaving alone.
Jin Li still returned to the First Sea and the isolated Long Island.
Different from Mo Qianqiu's breakthrough, Jin Li was still a late Mahayana practitioner. He stayed on the Dragon Island playing the piano all day long, as if he never came back, quietly.
Long Island is covered with flowers, grass is like grass, and a blue figure is sitting quietly among the clear water.
Seven years passed in a flash, and soon, it was the day that Luo Jianqing said fifty years ago.
It took the demon clan fifty years to find Luo Jianqing's whereabouts. It only took seven years for the Magic Palace to find his trace. As soon as that day arrived, Taihua Mountain, Duanhun Sect, Shenjian Sect, Bai Family... all the major sects sent people to the extreme north, waiting for Luo Jianqing's appearance.
Even Guiyuan Sect and Feihua Sect, who had never participated in the chase, came to wait for the so-called truth.
No one knows whether Luo Jianqing will appear here this time. Maybe it was just a lie he casually said, or maybe he just wanted to deceive everyone, there is no truth in the world, but these people still came, with anticipation and anxiety.
Guiyuan Sect was far from the extreme north, and was the last to arrive.
At this moment, all the cultivators of the Xuantian Continent have gathered in the entire northernmost land. Even in many hidden places, there are some great powers who wear cloaks to cover their faces.
This time, for the fifty-year appointment, even many hidden families have been attracted!
Buddha and Chen wore a scarlet robe, which made a white face clearer. He looked around, and soon noticed a strange sight. He turned his head and saw a black-clothed girl pursing her lips and staring at him stubbornly and unyieldingly.
The Buddha smiled slightly and bowed towards the other party. The girl turned her head suddenly and buried her face in the arms of Qi Luo, the chief steward of the Magic Palace.
Seeing this, the Buddha shook his head helplessly, and was about to turn his eyes away, but suddenly his body tightened, feeling that he was caught by something. He looked up stiffly, and saw that surrounded by all the demon cultivators in the Magic Dao Palace, the Demon Venerable in the blood-red robe was slightly drooping his peach blossom eyes, looking at him coldly.
There was no expression on the arrogant face, the blood-colored pupil's left eye reflected the Asura Hell, and the azure-blue pupil's right eye shimmered with shimmering light. At the tip of the right eye, there are intricate patterns of silver and white, and this beautiful pattern makes the Demon Venerable even more coquettish and weird... not like a human being.
The Buddha's heart was slightly tight, and he solemnly saluted the other party, but when he saw Mo Qianqiu pursing his lips, he waved his sleeves and grabbed the Buddha.
Guiyuanzong's Supreme Elder Lingshang Master immediately said angrily: "Mo Qianqiu!"
The Demon Venerable raised his eyebrows, threw the Buddha's son in front of Yunxiang, and said coldly: "He avoided many times and refused to explain clearly to this deity's disciple. Today, this deity will ask him to give Yunxiang an explanation. Who said that? Monks can’t have feelings, and if they’re cultivating immortals, they can’t have feelings, why are there so many legends about immortal couples in the world!”
Master Lingshang was so angry that he couldn't even speak clearly: "You... you!"
It was a little embarrassing for the Buddha to be caught like this. Yun Xiang stared blankly at the monk in front of her, not knowing how to react.
Seeing this, Mo Qianqiu sneered and was about to speak, but suddenly his body shook, and he slowly pursed his lips and said no more.
Everyone saw that from far away, a group of people came from the sky.
The leader is the one who is alone, leaning on a crutch with a dragon head. Beside him is a young demon in a blue robe, with a pair of icy blue pupils, only the pupil in the middle is white as snow, and he stands beside Dujuetianlao with a cold expression. Those who go hand in hand, there is no distinction between primary and secondary.
The people of the demon clan stopped three miles away from the human clan and did not approach them.
The two sides have been in a cold war for many years, and the wars after the integration period have continued one after another. The intention of the demon clan to come to the extreme north is not clear, but the monks in Taihua Mountain faintly noticed: the other party is most likely to kill Luo Jianqing!
The black-clothed Jie Zizhuo's face turned cold. He was just about to step forward and question the demon clan's intentions, but saw a blood-colored whip shadow flashing past everyone's eyes, hitting straight at Dujuetian Lao's side. At the foot, several strands of his white hair were cut off.
Mo Qianqiu took back the magic whip and did not look back, but said coldly: "If you want to catch him, you must pass the deity first!"
As soon as the words landed, the air instantly froze.
Du Juetian's face was cold, and he didn't open his mouth to argue with Mo Qianqiu. Beside him, the blue-clothed monster Jinli just lowered his eyes, looking calmly at the shattered dry mountain under his feet, as if he didn't notice anything.
Time passed minute by minute, and I saw the rising sun and the setting sun.
Between the change of the sun and the moon, time passed quickly, and on the first day of the fifty-year appointment, Luo Jianqing did not appear after all.
No one had any doubts about this. Luo Jianqing just said "Fifty years later, the land of the extreme north", but did not explain which day it would be 50 years later. A year is just a blink of an eye and a snap of a finger for a cultivator. The crowd waited so calmly for one, three, ten days... a hundred days.
On the 300th day, finally a cultivator could not hold back and left first.
In the last ten days, more and more monks left, and most people regarded this as a scam, but there were still people who stayed here firmly.
The people of Taihua Mountain are here because they believe in Luo Jianqing.
Dujue Tianlao, Duanhunzong, Baijia and others are here because they want to avenge Luo Jianqing for their lives.
The Mo Dao Palace is here to find Luo Jianqing and not let anyone have the chance to hurt him.
In the last three days, the shouting and scolding from the Broken Soul Sect and the Bai family were endless. In their mouths, Luo Jianqing became a timid and shameless person, he just lied to escape, there is no so-called truth in the world, Luo Jianqing killed so many of them, he had no choice but to die, he There is more than enough to die.
In the face of such yelling, the monks in Taihua Mountain glared at each other and scolded them severely.
The cultivator of the Broken Soul Sect said sarcastically: "Don't you, Hao Xingzi of Taihua Mountain, and those elders all die at the hands of Luo Jianqing? He can do this to fellow cultivators, isn't it? Heartless and shameless?!"
The fate of this rude cultivator was that Qin Guihe slashed his mouth with a knife. There is no need for Mo Qianqiu to take action, and his people are enough to suppress the jumping feet of the Broken Soul Sect and the Bai family, making them dare not speak out.
Qin Guihe slashed into the ground with a knife, creating a ravine about a hundred zhang deep, shocking those people. He sneered: "Luo Jianqing did something to their Taihua Mountain people? Didn't those people want to kill him first! How could they be so ruthless and shameless to fellow monks, how could they be so cruel? hand?"
The crowd fell silent immediately.
The monks of Mount Taihua bowed their heads in shame and were ashamed to defend themselves.
During the last three days, everyone's mood was mixed and strange. On the one hand, they hope that Luo Jianqing will come out as soon as possible to explain the so-called truth; on the other hand, they hope that there is no truth at all. Luo Jianqing is the monster mentioned in the prophecy of the Yaozu and Taihua Mountain, and it should not exist in this world.
When the last day came, Mo Qianqiu looked at the morning sun that was about to rise from the eastern sky, and muttered to himself: "Luo Jianqing, will you really not appear..."
Among the demon clan people three miles away, they saw the blue-clothed demon lord slightly lowered his eyes and opened his mouth as if murmured.
In the distance, Mo Qianqiu didn't look back, just pursed his lips silently, and after a long time, he said another sentence.
This sentence did not make a sound, but behind Mo Qianqiu, the handsome and noble monster was shocked. He opened his eyes and looked at the distant red figure in front of him. one word.
The last day has come, and everyone's attention has been raised, always waiting for Luo Jianqing's appearance. They looked around carefully, paying attention to every place where Luo Jianqing could appear, but let alone Luo Jianqing, there was not even a shadow of a bird or beast.
In Taihua Mountain, Yu Qingzi frowned and whispered to himself, "Jianqing, you really won't come..."
boom!
When the voice fell, they only heard a loud noise from under the people. They all bowed their heads in horror and looked at the dry mountain that had long been ruined. Countless rubble fragments shot from the ground to the sky quickly, and everyone quickly set up a barrier, so that the rubble was smashed into powder.
The monk of Broken Soul Sect roared: "This is a trap! This is a trap at all!"
Unexpectedly, the next moment, I saw a loose cultivator staring wide-eyed in horror, shouting in disbelief: "This... What kind of formation is this, how can it be so huge!!!"
I saw that in the center of the entire extreme northern land, where originally belonged to the dry mountain, a strange pattern of light spots emerged from the earth.
The golden light starts from the east and follows the Kushan site at the most northeast corner of the Kushan Mountains, all the way to the northwest, drawing smooth curves; the fire-colored light from the south seems to split the earth, and the magma flows from the ground. It flooded out, and the ravines created strange patterns one after another; the silver light rose from the west, corresponding to the golden light and the fire-colored light, and a wave of undulating patterns jumped out in the loud noise.
Boom!
The roar of the dragon, the phoenix, and the unicorn!
A golden dragon, a fiery red phoenix, and a snow-white unicorn!
The three divine beasts suddenly appeared in the three corners of this dry mountain, and their imposing manner was so powerful that they could break the sun and the moon!
Fairy Feng Si is dead, Yin Ji is dead, and no one in the world knows this formation. But they could see that where the golden dragon appeared, among the brilliance, there was a vague keel-shaped thing; in the flame of the phoenix, there was also a golden flame.
And where the unicorn stands, a white unicorn horn shines in the sun!
Du Jue Tian Lao looked at the unicorn in shock, suddenly turned his head angrily to look at the blue-robed demon, and roared, "Jin Li! Who the hell did you give the unicorn horn to!!!"