Since Luo Jianqing had memory, he had been hearing this name—
Alone.
No one knows how many years he has lived, and no one knows what kind of monster he is. His cultivation is not very high, but he has never fallen. For thousands of years, many Heavenly Rank Demon Lords have fallen one after another in the war between the two clans, but he is the only one who has survived to the present at the mere Earth Rank realm.
The cultivation base of Dujue Tianlao is equivalent to the Great Perfection of the late Mahayana human beings, but it is stronger than Demon Venerable.
Above the hall, the Demon Venerable in red was still a little pale, but it was no longer a problem. Only a light white scar fell from the corner of the left eye to the lips, and it was obvious that the injury had not fully healed. He said: "Xuan Lingzi hasn't come out yet, and I alone can't stop Jin Li, let alone alone."
Guanglingzi nodded and said, "A hundred years ago, it was the younger brother who held down the three big monsters."
Mo Qianqiu's eyes swept around the entire hall lightly, and stopped at Luo Jianqing for a moment, and then said: "Yes. Xuan Lingzi has not yet come out of the extreme north, but Jin Li has already looked for it. Hui Yao Dan. Compared with the Yao clan, we are indeed at a disadvantage. However, since the bright light blue jade pearl in Taihua Mountain can be motivated, then we still have hope."
The ancestor of the Bai family asked, "How do you say it?"
This time without Mo Qianqiu making a sound, Qi Luo took a step forward and said: "The Yaozun Hao is seriously injured. Even if he recovers now, I should be able to hold him alone. And the Yaozun is in danger, so he will be handed over to him. The other Daoists have dealt with it. As for the other four sea lords, I think everyone can delay, as long as we can stabilize Jinli, then we can delay time and wait for the arrival of reinforcements."
All the people agreed.
This is undoubtedly the only way at the moment. Now that the war in Yunzhou is coming to an end, the angered human race powers are madly counterattacking back, and the monster race has no ability to fight back. It only takes another ten days, at most ten days, before they can gather with everyone in the Demon Domain.
Now the demon clan did not send troops to support Yunzhou, but instead focused their firepower on the demon domain. His heart is obviously that he wants to take advantage of the moment when the Modao Palace is isolated and helpless, to destroy it in one fell swoop, and it is best to kill Mo Qianqiu.
Now that the strategy has been set, everyone will go back to prepare.
When Luo Jianqing was about to leave, he was stopped by a voice. He turned his head and saw that Qi Luo, the chief steward of the Magic Palace, was looking at him. She gently bent over and gave a salute, which shocked Luo Jianqing instantly. She said, "The palace master wants to talk to your Excellency about something."
Qi Luo is the top almighty of the Great Perfection in the later stage of Mahayana, and can be ranked sixth in the world today!
Luo Jianqing couldn't help being a little flattered by her attitude.
Luo Jianqing turned around again and entered the hall with suspicion. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a bloody figure standing with his back to him, with a tall figure. Three years ago, Luo Jianqing saw this back for the first time, but compared with that year, the Demon Venerable at this moment is obviously thinner and thinner, and his red robe is empty and a little desolate.
For some reason, Luo Jianqing felt a thorn in his throat and was speechless for a while.
The two of them stood like this, and Mo Qianqiu's expression could not be seen clearly from Luo Jianqing's direction, only his back. Gradually, Luo Jianqing couldn't wait any longer. He said respectfully, "Senior Mozun, do you have something to look for?"
The soft laughter spread all over the palace in an instant, just when Luo Jianqing was wondering, he listened to Mo Qianqiu and said seemingly casually: "Xuan Lingzi's apprentice, you came here three years ago, then you were not like today. It's so polite."
The implication is that Luo Jianqing was very frivolous and arrogant back then.
When Luo Jianqing thought about it, he remembered what happened at that time. At that time, it was this Demon Venerable who deliberately suppressed his master verbally first, but he was so angry that he confronted this Demon Venerable in order to protect Xuan Lingzi and Taihua Mountain's face. Why is he being rude now?
Luo Jianqing raised his eyes and said calmly: "Senior, the world knows it, and I have always abide by the etiquette."
Mo Qianqiu asked: "The etiquette you abide by, even if you don't use honorifics to your elders?"
Luo Jianqing's tone was calm: "If the senior treats the junior with the etiquette of the elder, then the junior will naturally treat the senior with the same etiquette."
In one sentence, the spearhead was thrown at Mo Qianqiu again.
There was silence in the hall for a long time, Mo Qianqiu did not speak, and Luo Jianqing did not speak.
After a long time, Mo Qianqiu let out a long sigh, his voice helpless, as if he had put down something. He said, "This time Qi Luo told the deity that the apprentice of the deity died. He was only with you when he died. What last words does he want you to bring to the deity?"
Mo Qianqiu's attitude was very peaceful, as if he was talking about something very ordinary, but this made Luo Jianqing's whole person like being struck by lightning, his face suddenly turned white, his lips moved, and in the end he couldn't say a word .
Mo Qianqiu added: "If you don't remember, that's fine. I think that my disciple has always been free and easy. Since he has fallen, he probably won't leave too many words. You don't have to worry about it. If you haven't killed someone before, naturally you won't be in death..." The voice suddenly stopped, Mo Qianqiu said: "After he dies, he will only re-enter the cycle, you don't need to feel guilty."
"He said it." The young man's hoarse and low voice sounded suddenly, making Mo Qianqiu's body stiff. Luo Jianqing's body trembled slightly, he lowered his head, covered his expression, and said word by word: "He said, I don't know who he is, and I don't know... What did he pay for me? ."
Mo Qianqiu said lightly: "That child is always talking nonsense, don't take it to your heart."
Luo Jianqing suddenly stepped forward and said, "Senior! What exactly does Mo Qiu mean, can you tell me!"
The other party suddenly rushed in front of him, causing Mo Qianqiu to freeze. He turned around immediately, avoiding Luo Jianqing's sight. However, a shallow scar on his left face still fell into Luo Jianqing's eyes, making Luo Jianqing slightly stunned.
When everyone was there just now, Luo Jianqing didn't look carefully.
With Mo Qianqiu's cultivation base and Yu Qingzi's medicinal pill, after ten days, the scar has not been completely repaired, and it is not very likely that it will be completely repaired in the future. Although the scar can't be seen clearly, and cultivators seldom care about the appearance, but Mo Qianqiu's evasion behavior makes Luo Jianqing confused, and a strange feeling arises spontaneously.
Luo Jianqing asked subconsciously: "Senior, you are..."
Mo Qianqiu leaned on his side and said coldly: "The wounds left by Haozhen are not so easy to heal. Luo Jianqing of Taihua Mountain, you want to manage too many things. Today, this deity does not want to talk to you any more. , you go back."
Luo Jianqing said: "Senior?!"
Mo Qianqiu's red sleeves flicked, and Luo Jianqing's whole person was knocked out. However, he immediately activated his spiritual energy, and "Nine Lotus Capture the Heavens" absorbed the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. He slapped his right palm on the ground and stopped the body that flew out.
Mo Qianqiu looked at this scene in astonishment, obviously not expecting that his casual blow would be caught by the opponent.
Luo Jianqing was anxious, and somehow said: "Senior, what do you want to say to me today?"
The warm and bright sunlight shone in from outside the door of the temple. Luo Jianqing stood by the door with his right hand on the ground. Mo Qianqiu stood in the temple and looked down at him. The sunlight only shone on Mo Qianqiu's chin, illuminating the bottom end of the scar. He looked at this anxious young monk with a peaceful expression, as if he was looking at the vitality of the other party, but also as if he was just looking at this person.
The eyes hidden in the darkness were helpless, and in the end, Mo Qianqiu let out a sigh of relief.
"This deity asked you to come here today to tell you that you don't need to feel guilty about Mo Qiu's death. He lived a good life, and he will only enter reincarnation after death. There will be retribution, and you can live in peace without feeling any guilt for him."
"senior!"
When the voice fell, the demon raised his sleeves, and a gust of wind blew Luo Jianqing out of the hall. He wanted to go in again, but the door of the palace had already closed with a "boom" and could no longer be opened.
The next day it was just dawn, and the Magic Palace launched a counterattack.
There were only more than 3,000 demon cultivators left, plus the hundred elite cultivators brought by Luo Jianqing and others this time. These outstanding human cultivators faced off against the demons in front of the magic mountain. They can't beat a hundred with one, but they will use up the last drop of blood and kill more monsters.
In the monster army, countless high-level monsters of the ninth and eighth orders have all entered the battle, and Renxiu is not far behind.
Soon, screams and cries resounded throughout the world, and flesh and blood flew on the battlefield, making the already dark brown soil even more bright red. In the army of the demon clan, the sea lord of the Thirteenth Sea laughed loudly, and suddenly cast a magic spell, and a tsunami struck.
On the top of the magic mountain, an elder of the Divine Sword Sect sneered, drew his sword and went up to face the thirteen sea masters.
Immediately afterwards, the twelve sea masters, eleven sea masters, and tenth sea masters went into battle together!
The human race powers also flew out from the magic mountain and blocked the four monsters one by one. They ripped apart the space and set off a shocking battle in the sky. Immediately, only Mo Qianqiu, Qi Luo, Patriarch Bai, Venerable Guanglingzi, Qin Guihe and Luo Jianqing were left on the magic mountain.
Looking at the opposite side, standing in the middle of the demon army is a handsome and noble man. He was wearing a grass-colored Luo Qi robe with a light blue belt tied around his waist. His black hair was windless and automatic. His blue eyes reflected the slaughter in the sky, but he still looked elegant and noble, as if Incompatible with this tragic battlefield.
Beside him are a squat old man and a rough and strong man. Both of them stood in awe behind the young man, staggered half a body away from him, as if they were wary of something.
Across an Asura-like battlefield, the top powers on both sides looked at each other like this.
After a long time, the blue-eyed man suddenly raised his right hand, and the next moment, the rough man on his right flew out.
Yaozun Hao Hao laughed: "Who dares to fight with the deity!"
As soon as Hao Su's voice fell, Qi Luo tipped her toes and flew lightly in front of him. When he saw Qi Luo, Hao Zhan's face changed slightly, but he still mocked without caring: "It's just you, the deity still doesn't see it. Where's Ghost Yan? Where's Hao Xingzi? Who is that... Yes, Guanglingzi, you Why are you hiding behind a woman? Dare to fight the deity!"
Guanglingzi stood on the magic mountain, ignoring the clamor of the No. He turned his hand and took out a long sword from the ring, pointed the sword in front of him, and said, "The demon will be punished in danger, let the deity come out! Today, the deity will behead your head!"
An ugly smile appeared on Xing Weiyin's face. He laughed twice, turning into a monstrous wind, and in an instant, hundreds of black eagles appeared, rushing towards the Guangling Zizun who was standing with a sword. By.
This war is directly triggered!
Venerable Guanglingzi, Qi Luo, Yaozun Xingwei and Hao Zun disappeared directly into this space. With their terrifying realm and means, they can naturally break open a small world and play happily in it. Others could hear the loud noises they made, but couldn't see them.
Therefore, Mo Qianqiu, the ancestor of the Bai family, and Qin Guihe, the three great masters of the late stage of Mahayana, were left in the human race, but there was only one first sea lord left in the demon clan, and the demon clan seemed to be alone. Thin.
Facing the human race not far away, Jin Li looked indifferent, did not look at anyone else, and stared anxiously at the red-robed Demon Venerable among the three. His eyes seemed calm, but it was mixed with endless hatred, like a raging fire, as long as it was ignited, it would be shattered to pieces.
The two conveniences confronted each other like this.
In the sound of hunting, Jin Li said indifferently: "Hand over Mo Qianqiu, the deity promises not to participate in the war between the two races for a hundred years."
Qin Guihe immediately said angrily, "Presumptuous!"
Jin Li still didn't look at Qin Guihe, his eyes still stayed on the dazzling red-clothed Demon Venerable, and said, "If you take the initiative to self-destruct, this Venerable can also promise not to participate in the war between the two races for 50 years."
Qin Guihe turned his head and said anxiously, "Palace Master, don't listen to his nonsense. These monsters are always open-minded, you can't be manipulated by him! Palace Master!"
Mo Qianqiu raised his red lips, and he wore a light silver-white mask on his left face, which just covered the wound. The silver mask made this face even more white and clear, he raised his head to look at the demon Zun Jinli, raised his glamorous peach blossom eyes, sneered, and sarcastically said: "What does this deity do, I need you, a heartless beast to come here. Any advice?"
As soon as these words landed, Jin Li's expression suddenly turned cold.
Losing his heart for more than a thousand years is the eternal thorn in Jin Li. The cultivators don't know what happened to him in the past thousand years, but he always remembers, remembers every minute and every second of the thousand years, remembers all the humiliation he suffered.
Jin Li grabbed his right hand, Boom!
A giant wave suddenly appeared in the sky, Qin Guihe took a big knife and slashed it, breaking the giant wave.
The huge waves disappeared in an instant, but a vast ocean suddenly rose from the sky! On the battlefield, countless demon cultivators and monsters shouted in horror. This sea covered most of the sky, and it appeared from behind Jin Li. It quickly blocked the clouds, blocked the sun, and blocked the entire sky!
"Luo Jianqing!" Mo Qianqiu shouted loudly.
Luo Jianqing turned to look at him, and somehow, he actually understood the meaning in Mo Qianqiu's eyes. He immediately flipped his hand and took out the Mingguang Sapphire Bead, and with two fingers, a warm green light emerged from the surface of the Mingguang Sapphire Bead.
Luo Jianqing said loudly: "Lend me your spiritual power!"
Before the words landed, a warm hand was placed on Luo Jianqing's back. He looked back and saw that the Demon Venerable wearing a silver mask had already stood behind him for some time, pouring all the spiritual power into his body without reservation. Next was Qin Guihe, and at the end was the ancestor of the Bai family.
The power of the three top people Xiu continued to drill into Luo Jianqing's body, almost bursting his tendons.
Severe pain came from around Luo Jianqing's body, causing him to bite his lips in pain, trying to hide the pain as much as possible. The "Nine Lotus Capture the Sky" in his body is running at the fastest speed, and the little lotus is also turning as if it is about to disappear. The three human race greats use Luo Jianqing's body as a medium to transmit power to the Mingguang Jade Pearl.
Boom!
A cyan light film appeared on the entire magic mountain!
The sea fell in an instant, pressing on the light film, causing the light film to tremble.
Luo Jianqing's lips had been bitten out of blood by himself, and he shouted hoarsely: "It's not enough!"
Qin Guihe shouted and transferred all his strength to Luo Jianqing's body. I saw the bright light on the sapphire bead, and there was a sudden blue light, and countless spiritual lights emerged from this round bead, like a shooting star, rushing towards the boundless sea.
"break!"
The sea shattered in response, Jin Li groaned, raised his sleeves and wiped a trace of blue blood from his lips.
He looked at Luo Jianqing four people not far away with cold eyes, and then he noticed the inconspicuous young man in the middle, who was in the middle of the fit. Looking at Luo Jianqing's elegant and dusty face, Jin Li's mind suddenly came to the scene in the Fengshen Sea in the extreme north a month ago. His face changed greatly, and he suddenly realized that his appearance at that time was once seen by Luo Jianqing When he arrived, there was a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.
As soon as it arrives, the clear dragon yin bursts into the air between heaven and earth.
The slender and graceful white dragon circled towards Jiuxiao and disappeared into the clouds and mist. It is about 100 feet long, as if it was calculated by heaven, every curve of the body is extremely natural and beautiful, and the vast ocean is reflected in a pair of blue-blue eyes.
However, in just a moment, the dragon swooped down from the air and slammed into Luo Jianqing and the others!
"break!"
Luo Jianqing patted his dantian with a palm, and the small and delicate Qinglian Yuanshen flew out immediately. This primordial spirit seems to be extremely small, but it slammed into the white dragon without fear, and the endless spiritual power rolled out from the bright light blue jade beads, helping this delicate green lotus slam into the white dragon.
The moment the two collided, the entire magic mountain trembled twice!
A trace of blood suddenly oozes from the corner of Luo Jianqing's mouth. His body is so painful that he can't visualize it. He only feels that all the bones in his body seem to be crushed. Mo Qianqiu, Qin Guihe and the Patriarch of the Bai Family, the three mighty powers made him unbearable, but he had to work hard to run "Nine Lotus Capture the Sky", accept these powers, and use them to motivate the Mingguang Qingyuzhu.
Just when Luo Jianqing was so painful that he was about to collapse, he suddenly felt a cool feeling. He turned his head in surprise, and saw that Mo Qianqiu raised his left hand and pressed it on the back of his neck, passing on the power of the warm primordial spirit to relieve Luo Jianqing's pain.
Seeing that Luo Jianqing has been looking at himself, Mo Qianqiu pursed his lips and said subconsciously: "Luo Jianqing, what are you looking at?"
Luo Jianqing's heart suddenly moved, he opened his eyes wide, his voice trembled, and murmured: "Mo Qiu..."
Mo Qianqiu's body froze, and he slapped Luo Jianqing again with a palm, and used more vigorous spiritual power to stop Luo Jianqing's next words.
In the sky, a long and beautiful white dragon collided with a delicate lotus. The fluctuations from the two made the whole earth tremble continuously, but no one was willing to stop.
The white dragon let out a long cry and spit out the sea that covered the sky; Qinglian immediately spun, transformed into a huge lotus phantom, turned into petals with majestic spiritual power, and filled the entire sea into the lotus.
This battle, fought in darkness and darkness, lasted for three days and three nights.
The human repair and the demon clan below the tribulation period have temporarily stopped fighting, but the war that belongs to the top power is only the beginning. A hundred years ago, Xuan Lingzi had fought against the Dujue Tianlao for ten years. Compared with that, it was only a drop in the bucket.
No one knew what was going on with Venerable Guanglingzi and Qi Luo in the torn space, but Luo Jianqing was at a deadlock here. Jin Li's strength obviously exceeded everyone's expectations. Mo Qianqiu's injury has not yet healed. Now the four of them together are only on a tie with Jin Li.
At this moment, in the dry mountains far away in the extreme north, a sturdy thunder was crushed into powder by the golden sword light.
Venerable White slowly raised his feet and took a step out, finally! Xuan Lingzi left the dry mountain that had trapped him for three months.
The thunderclouds in the sky had begun to dissipate, Xuan Lingzi looked at the thick layer of thunderclouds in the sky coldly, and a strong killing intent flashed in his eyes. But he just glanced at it and walked away without wasting any time.
However, half a day later, just as Xuan Lingzi was about to leave the extreme north, an old and white-haired figure walked over from a distance.
This man seemed to be just an ordinary old man on the verge of death, with white hair reaching the ground, trembling with every step he took, as if he was about to end, but he passed through the vast coercion of Xuan Lingzi, step by step. Going forward, he came to a place ten feet in front of him, and then stopped.
Xuan Lingzi's eyes were slightly cold, and he looked at the old man silently.
The old man also looked up at him.
The two looked at each other, and the old man cupped his hands first and said, "I haven't seen you for a hundred years, and my little friend has already broken through the middle stage of God Transformation."
Xuan Lingzi turned his hand and took out the Xuan Ling sword, the sword flashed with a faint golden light. He raised his long and narrow phoenix eyes, glanced at the other party casually, and said calmly: "I haven't seen it for a hundred years, and I never thought that Dujue Tianlao, who had not advanced to the rank for thousands of years, even entered the rank of heaven."