There are still two years left in the ten-year appointment, and the layer of window paper that was in danger between the two races was finally pierced by the human race.
The so-called raid is about quick battles and quick decisions, and being able to take down the Thirteenth Sea of the Demon Realm in one day shows that the human race is fully prepared and the power used is strong.
In the past eight years, the human race has captured many spies from the demon race. Among them, in Taihua Mountain alone, there are six elders who have colluded with the demon clan, and there are also two city lords in the Magic Palace who are secretly involved with the demon clan. Of course, there are a lot of human spies caught by the demon clan, and both clans have done their best to clean up all the stains on their subordinates.
This time, winning the Thirteenth Sea was too fast. Before the demon clan could react, the Demon Venerable swung his whip and swept the head of the Thirteenth Sea Lord.
This matter doubled the confidence of the clan and boosted morale. Taking advantage of this vigor, the Terran began to attack the Twelfth Sea.
When learning about this, Luo Jianqing's first reaction was: something must have gone wrong. He immediately turned his head to look at Xuan Lingzi, only to see that the latter looked calm, not a trace of surprise, but lowered his eyes and looked at the ground, wondering what he was thinking.
Luo Jianqing's eyes turned, and he immediately understood: "Master, you already knew!"
Luo Jianqing and Xuan Lingzi are currently practicing in the Subaru Land, one of the four dangerous places, where there are wet swamps everywhere. The plains are filled with swamp gas, and the high mountains are full of miasma, which contains many obsessions of the dead, also known as "the place where bones are buried".
The land of the Subaru can naturally absorb the resentment of human beings, so the experience here can exercise the will and sharpen the soul.
However, the purpose of Luo Jianqing's trip was not to hone his Yuanshen, but to find one thing.
Listening to his disciple's question, Xuan Lingzi narrowed his eyes slightly and did not answer. Luo Jianqing frowned and said anxiously: "Master, why don't you wait for two more years? Eight years ago, my human race was attacked by the demon race and suffered heavy losses, and I have not fully recovered. , may have better results.”
Xuan Lingzi raised his eyes to look at the anxious Luo Jianqing, his eyes stayed on the young man for a long time, before he sighed, opened his lips and said: "Eight years ago, the human race suffered heavy casualties because the demon race suddenly launched The attack, I happened to be delayed by things in the extreme north, so I didn't have time to respond. Both clans know that a ten-year appointment will inevitably last for more than five years, but it certainly cannot really last ten years. ."
It's not that Luo Jianqing didn't know this, but he still said: "Both clans are waiting for a suitable time, but why now?"
The slender and handsome phoenix eyes flashed with bright light, Xuan Lingzi hesitated to speak, and Luo Jianqing asked again.
In the blue sky and tomorrow, Venerable White-robed stood among the mountains, and the miasma in the mountains filled the surroundings, making his expression a little hazy, and he couldn't see it clearly. On this indifferent and elegant face, there is only calm and indifference. He looked at Luo Jianqing, his lips moved, and it took a long time before he whispered the reason.
This reason made Luo Jianqing stunned, his heart trembled violently, but he couldn't refute.
"Mo Qianqiu, can't wait. 』
Three days later, Luo Jianqing took a piece of jade from the depths of the Subaru Land and incorporated it into the Frost Floating Sword, making the sword body more complete and perfect. This time, in addition to cultivating Yuanshen along the way, Luo Jianqing's biggest purpose is to go to the depths of the Subaru Land and find a unique kind of spiritual stone here to forge the Frost Floating Sword. .
Now Luo Jianqing's cultivation base is already half-step through calamity. In order to resist the inevitable thunderstorm of life and death in the future, he naturally has to be fully prepared. The Frost Floating Sword was originally an earth-level sword, and with the tempering of the subaru jade, it has already been promoted to the middle-rank of heaven, and there is still the possibility of continuing to advance to the top-rank of heaven.
However, Luo Jianqing searched for three days in the huge land of the Subaru, and only found one Subaru jade in total. This jade is too rare, but Luo Jianqing didn't have much time to look for it, so he could only give up, and quickly turned around and rushed to the Thirteen Seas battlefield.
There are three reasons why the human race launched the raid this time.
The first is to take advantage of the lack of defense of the demon clan and catch him by surprise.
The second is to determine the battlefield as a demon realm. Otherwise, if the war is fought in the thirty-six states, it must be another disaster.
And the last reason for this is that Mo Qianqiu's time limit is approaching, and I really can't wait.
Eight years ago, Luo Jianqing heard Venerable Yuqingzi say that because of repeated serious injuries, Mo Qianqiu's limit has long been less than fifty years. This is undoubtedly a blink of an eye for a Venerable who has lived for more than two thousand years. Fifty years, the retreat of other Mahayana period might last more than this time, but for Demon Venerable, he only has fifty years left.
The war between the two clans will last for more than a hundred years.
How long can the devil last
After his fall, what kind of disadvantage will the human race face
All this is worth considering by all, and the timing of the real war must be determined.
Moreover, Xuan Lingzi also said: "For any cultivator who is approaching the deadline, their strength will be greatly reduced. Your master retreated from the middle stage of God Transformation to the early stage of God Transformation within a hundred years before his death. Ten days ago, the senior brother in charge The voice transmission to the teacher, he said that although Mo Qianqiu's strength is still suppressing and not going backwards, but it has not been able to last for ten years. In ten years, his strength may not be as good as that of his senior brother, or even... Maybe not as good as Guangling Brother Zi."
When he said this, Xuan Lingzi's tone was calm, as if what he said was just a trivial fact. However, in Luo Jianqing's ears, he instantly painted a cruel picture.
When Demon Venerable dies, it must be a thousand miles away.
Xuan Lingzi alone can restrain Dujue Tianlao and Yaozun from advancing, and at most one Yaozun can be reluctantly dealt with. But what about the human race? Without Demon Venerable, he would definitely be at a disadvantage.
The difference in top strength determines the outcome of the war between the two races. It would be fine if Jin Li hadn't recovered, but now that Jin Li has recovered, it would be even more difficult to win the Monster Race again.
A blood-red figure suddenly flashed in Luo Jianqing's mind. The last time they met, the other party was still so arrogant and arrogant. Now I hear this sentence "The deadline is coming" from Xuan Lingzi's mouth. Felt very unreal.
It's like an old friend you haven't seen for a long time. When you hear about him again, someone tells you, "He's dying."
This matter has been deliberately forgotten by Luo Jianqing, but now that he thinks about it, he should have known it long ago.
Without further ado, Luo Jianqing and Xuan Lingzi left the land of Subaru immediately. However, after leaving the land of Subaru, Xuan Lingzi said: "Jianqing, I need to go back to Taihua Mountain to get something. You go to the Twelfth Sea to meet with your teachers, pay attention to safety, and be careful. Don't be careless."
Hearing this, Luo Jianqing opened his eyes wide and said subconsciously: "Master, why don't I go with you. It only takes ten days to go from the land of Subaru to Mount Taihua. I will go with you first. Go back to Mount Taihua, and then go to the Twelfth Sea."
But Xuan Lingzi was silent for a long time when he heard the words, and then said: "You go first."
Luo Jianqing asked in surprise, "Master?"
Xuan Lingzi stared deeply at the confused young man in front of him, Jun Yi couldn't see any emotion on his face, but the words he said were like the ringing of a bell, which made Luo Jianqing stunned: "Go early, It's always good. At this moment, the demon clan should have faced off against the human clan army in the twelfth sea, maybe it is because of this ten-day delay that you will never see... some people."
When the voice fell, Xuan Lingzi lightly tapped Luo Jianqing's body, leaving behind a trace of spiritual power. After doing this, he immediately turned his head and hurried to Taihua Mountain, leaving only Luo Jianqing with a stunned face.
"Never... see some people again?"
"… who will I never see again?"
But after a long time, a streamer pierced the sky and quickly went to the direction of the demon.
At this moment, on the twelfth sea, the corpses of monsters and humans were floating up and down in the vast sea, the blood stained this blue sea, the pungent smell filled the heaven and earth, the air was scorching hot like fire, a mess .
A blood-colored figure hung between the sky and the sea. He pointed to a long whip in his right hand, and with a slight movement of his wrist, the long whip rolled like a red dragon in the air, causing a storm of waves. And when he lifted the whip and pointed it towards the opposite side, the scarred demon venerable had already been ripped apart and looked at him in horror, as if he had seen some kind of devil Shura.
The Twelfth Sea Lord begged for mercy again and again: "I am willing to surrender, Demon Venerable, I am willing to surrender!"
The gust of wind blew up, lifting the robe of the red-clothed Demon Venerable, hunting and making noises. On a bright and fair face, there was only a sneering and contemptuous smile. Mo Qianqiu lowered his eyes and glanced at the monster on the opposite side with a presumptuous and arrogant gaze, then sneered and said in a light tone: "How to surrender?"
The monster was stunned for a moment, and said reflexively: "I would like to give the Twelve Seas directly to you!"
"Hahahaha!" The wanton and almost frenzied laughter sounded in the vast and boundless Twelve Seas. Mo Qianqiu laughed without any scruples, leaving the twelve sea masters on the opposite side confused, but he only saw his laughter for a moment. He stopped abruptly, raised his whip and said coldly, "You are a shameless villain like you who betrayed your clan, you are not even as good as those Thirteen Sea Lords!"
The voice fell, and a whip sound suddenly sounded.
The blood-colored whip danced thousands of whip shadows in the air, and instantly captured the twelve sea lords who were shaking. At this moment, he heard a clear dragon roar from afar, Mo Qianqiu's eyes tightened, his wrist moved, and he immediately threw the twelve sea lords behind him, and was picked up by Qi Luo.
Just after this moment, a azure blue figure suddenly appeared in the place where the twelfth sea lord disappeared just now.
Mo Qianqiu raised her red lips and looked at each other casually.
In the midst of the strong wind and waves, the elegant blue-clothed Demon Venerable was standing on the turbulent waves, with thousands of corpses of monsters under his feet, but he seemed out of tune with it. A pale white hair tie tied three thousand blue silk behind his head, he raised his head slightly, and his blue eyes looked at the red-robed Demon Venerable standing not far away.
Mo Qianqiu raised the corners of his lips and smiled at each other.
The two looked at each other like this for a long time, but saw Jin Li move his fingers, and suddenly, a snow-white wave surged up and penetrated into his palm, forming a terrifying and fierce waterspout.
Jin Li looked at the Demon Venerable opposite with a calm expression. He didn't stop at the Twelve Sea Lords beside him at all. He just spoke indifferently and said, "Mo Qianqiu, this Venerable still gives you two choices. First, if you kill yourself, The deity can not step into the battlefield of the two races for ten years; secondly, if you are caught without your hands, the deity can not step into the battlefield of the two races for 20 years."
Hearing this, Mo Qianqiu smiled even more, and a pair of bright peach blossom eyes reflected the color of the sky. Qi Luo on the side shouted "Palace Master" nervously, but Mo Qianqiu raised the handle of the whip to stop her next words.
Jin Li gave Mo Qianqiu time to think about it; however, Mo Qianqiu just glanced at him, then turned to look at Qi Luo, and asked with a smile, "Are you here?"
Qi Luo's face turned pale, she bowed slightly: "I haven't come yet."
Mo Qianqiu looked up at the sky and said casually, "It's been a few days..."
Qi Luo said respectfully, "Six days have passed."
"Really, it's been six days..." Mo Qianqiu turned his eyes and looked at Jin Li not far away. His eyes swept from Bai Long Qingjun's eyebrows to the waterspout that was about to move in the other's palm. In the end, he breathed a long sigh of relief, as if he was laughing, but also as if he was sighing, and said, "This deity will wait for him... one day."
As soon as the voice fell, a red light flashed, and a whip shadow mixed with demonic energy hit Jin Li directly.
boom! boom! boom!
The waterspout and the red magic whip met in the air, causing a tsunami in the sky. Seeing this, Qi Luo's expression froze, and she quickly imprisoned the twelve sea lords, and took the other monks back again and again.
Just after they escaped, they saw two majestic and terrifying spiritual forces collided and suddenly exploded. The terrifying power made the entire sea tremble three times, and the sea within ten miles evaporated into air. The blue-clothed Demon Zun was caught off guard and flew three miles backwards before he stopped, raised his hand and wiped the bloodshot from his lips.
Not far away, Mo Qianqiu smiled lowly, even if the scenery of thousands of lakes and mountains is not as charming and charming as this smile. His red clothes were bright and dazzling at the moment, he let the bloodshot drip down from his lips without wiping it, he just laughed loudly, standing in the air with one whip, and even with the overwhelming weather, he suppressed the white dragon whose strength surpassed him. Demon Lord!
Jin Li's blue eyes narrowed slightly, his expression became colder, and he looked at the crazy Demon Venerable not far away.
next moment! The two teleported and struck each other again, causing the waves of the Twelve Seas to never stop.