Fengyunlu

Lei Gong stood on the sidelines, with a deep light shining in his eyes, and he was struggling fiercely in his heart. Although the injury has improved, he knows that his condition is not optimistic. He couldn't act rashly, he had to wait, wait for the enemy's flaw, wait for the only chance. Because he understands that once he takes a shot, he only has one chance. If he fails, not only will the injury be aggravated, but his foundation may even be shaken, making it difficult to recover.

He watched the battle in the field and couldn't help but feel waves in his heart. Fairy Ji Yao seemed to be fine at the moment, and she was having an inextricable fight with Mo Wenjian. Every move and every move of Mo Wenjian seems to be deliberately feeding, allowing Fairy Ji Yao to have room to perform changes. A trace of doubt flashed in Lei Gong's eyes. He didn't understand what the real purpose of Mo Wenjian was.

Others in the field were also fighting fiercely, but most of them were safe. One party wants to leave, and the other party takes action to force them to stay. Although the battle is fierce, when it comes to a critical moment, the opponent can often resolve it. Although such a battle is exciting, in Lei Gong's opinion, it seems a bit boring.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a weak breath fluctuation. He immediately turned his gaze in that direction and saw a monk in black quietly approaching Fairy Ji Yao. Lei Gong was shocked and realized that this was an excellent opportunity. The appearance of the monk in black forced Mo Wenjian to be distracted, which was exactly what Fairy Ji Yao needed.

Lei Gong no longer hesitated, he quickly activated the true energy in his body and prepared to help. He knew this was his only chance. If this opportunity is missed, Fairy Ji Yao may be in danger. He took a deep breath, gathered all his strength, and rushed towards the field.

Just when he was about to take action, a sword light suddenly flashed and directly knocked back the black-clothed monk. Lei Gong took a closer look and saw that it was Fairy Ji Yao who suddenly took action and used an exquisite sword technique to repel the monk in black.

However, as soon as the scene changed, the illusion turned again.

This time, in the sky shrouded in purple clouds, the endless figures looked even more embarrassed. His injuries worsened, and every move he made seemed to shake the foundation of his practice, raising concerns about whether he could ever return to his former glory. Lei Gong watched from the sidelines, filled with doubts and anxiety. He knew that although Fairy Ji Yao seemed to be fine at the moment, there was a deep crisis hidden in her contest with Mo Wenjian.

Every move of Mo Wenjian seemed to be deliberately guiding Fairy Ji Yao. His actions seemed to be defusing the attack, but in fact they left an opportunity for Ji Yao to counterattack. Lei Gong knew that this was not just a simple feeding move, there must be a bigger plot behind Mo Wenjian.

Although the other monks on the field seemed to be fighting inextricably, at the critical moment, there was always one side who could neutralize the opponent's attack. Although this kind of back-and-forth battle is exciting, it lacks novelty.

What attracts the most attention is undoubtedly the two masters among the purple clouds in the sky - Luo Hongchen and the Demon King. Luo Hongchen used the magical power of the impermanence of time to turn birth, old age, illness, death, and the pain of life into the power of the mortal world, surging in all directions. The Demon King was forced to use the unique skill of killing people, and used his killing intent to disperse these mortal forces.

Killing the world with blood, this unique skill was originally created by the Killing King Lu Xiao. Back then, Lu Xiao walked away from the Emperor's Garden and witnessed the warmth and coldness of the world and the impermanence of things. He saw that although the people in the world were suffering, most of them chose to endure it silently, and few dared to rise up and resist. As a result, he realized this method, which aimed to nourish the world through war and use killing to force all living beings to awaken in exchange for true peace.

The Demon King and Lu Xiao worked together to deduce the general trend of the world and came to quite similar conclusions. Therefore, the demon king also mastered the method of killing the king. Although it is not his true skill, he is still able to exert the powerful power of this unique skill.

Luo Hongchen was not surprised when he saw the demon king unleashing his blood-killing act. He knew that it was not easy to defeat the Demon King when his cultivation levels were similar. Although the impermanence of time is the initial magical power of the Spring and Autumn Emperor, its real power is far more than that. Luo Hongchen's figure was seen disappearing, the wind and clouds in the sky and the earth were changing, and the red and purple clouds disappeared instantly, replaced by an unknown scene.

In this scene, wind and clouds are surging on the ground, and rain and snow are constantly falling in the sky. There are great changes in the sea, but there is no trace of life. Suddenly, there was a thunder, and the rain washed down the earth and formed a river. In the depths of the water, Luo Hongchen finally saw a living creature swimming - a small fish. However, what is surprising is that there is a sharp bamboo stuck in the little fish's body. At some point, several fishermen suddenly appeared, breaking the dead silence. There is the breath of life between heaven and earth, curls of smoke rise from the earth, and the sounds of roaring tigers and birds can be heard from the mountains and forests.

At this time, the battle of Xuanmen also officially started. Countless figures whose faces are unclear are accompanied by the flow of magic weapons, performing Taoist magic that shakes the world. Mountains and rivers were destroyed and rivers reversed. However, when the smoke dissipated, people were surprised to find that there were no floating corpses, no sorrow, and even no living creatures. There was deathly silence on the earth and beside the mountains and forests.

Another thunder sounded, and the rain washed away the river. Under the rushing waves, someone is moving. They moved forward endlessly, as if there was no end...

"Brother Luo, if I am not mistaken, this place should be the dojo of your Zifu True Immortal. Since you have an external body, why not show up and see it?" The Demon King broke the dead silence, his voice full of emotion. Confuse.

Luo Hongchen's voice came from everywhere: "The demon king's Taoist heart is very strong, how could the old man not know it. Let's invite you for a while now, and we will talk to you later."

However, the Demon King did not want to wait: "Brother Luo made a big mistake in trying to drag me down, but now he hastily turned around and made more mistakes. Little did he know that Canjian is now Canjian, not the Mo Wenjian of the past. Then Xu Yi Neng asked me, the Second Sage of Yunzhong, to find me as the acting head of the sect, how can I be an ordinary person?"

Luo Hongchen's voice was still erratic: "Oh?"

The Demon King chuckled softly: "Brother Luo already understands, so why don't you believe it." As he said that, he stretched out his hand to grab it, and the void was filled with thunder, and the scene here began to reverse.

The world was once again filled with a murderous atmosphere, and blood flowed in the wind and rain. Some people fell, some were seriously injured, and many fairies and demons appeared to kill each other. In the end, the earth turned red, and the bloody energy was stagnant, and the great silence never replaced it.

Luo Hongchen also appeared at this moment. He slowly gathered his figure and looked at the Demon King with his brows furrowed: "Are you saying that Mo Wenjian has already lost his mind and is fighting outside at this moment and is being controlled by Xu Yi?"

The Demon King said calmly: "That's right, but it's not entirely right."

Luo Hongchen asked directly: "What do you mean? Could it be..."

After saying this, the Demon King took a step forward, and Luo Hongchen's figure appeared again. The two looked at each other from a distance, looked at each other slightly, and then retreated. The Demon King landed next to A Li, nodded, and signaled to leave immediately. Ah Li understood in her heart, and gently moved Xuan Ling on her shoulder. The white snow was fluttering, and she lifted directly into the air. She waved Xuan Ling forward and went straight to the two camps outside the Lei Pond.

Swish~swish~swish~

Xuan Ling was tumbling in the air, extremely huge, like a white dragon swaying on the water. Its soft power instantly separated the two fighting people, and then reversed again, widening the distance between the two parties. Then, Xuan Ling stirred up and down, wrapping up everyone in the Immortal Demon Hall and Beichen Palace and other poor families, and slowly took it back into A Li's hands.

"Let's go!!" The demon king shouted, Chunming Pavilion and others gave up resistance one after another and used their magic weapons and magic. At this time, a huge golden seal on the top of the Thunder Mountain came down overwhelmingly, covering everyone, and shot out of the Thunder Pond, aiming directly at the hundreds of disciples of the Thunderbolt Hall.