Fengyunlu

"The Demon King is here, when will my grandpa arrive?" Feng Chen stood on the huge bell, looking to the north, feeling a little worried. He knew the Demon King's abilities, and even if his father was resurrected, he might be in danger today. If the Demon King hadn't been in charge of the Fairy Demon Island, his father wouldn't have stayed in the kiln.

Now there is the sloppy man in front of him with a sword, and the demon king has also arrived. Although the Spring and Autumn Emperor has come, Lei Gong is seriously injured. It must be very difficult for him to deal with two people alone. Feng Chen is very worried, and no one knows the demon king's attitude.

However, because of A-li's presence, the demon king might not start a massacre. Leiming Mountain could escape the disaster temporarily, at least until Fengchen's grandfather, Emperor Cangyun, arrived. Fengchen had a beautiful thought, and it was indeed the case.

Seeing Fengchen was worried, A Li smiled at him and shook his head, indicating that the demon king had no ill intentions. Sure enough, the sloppy man sensed the demon king's aura and handed the demon hill to the demon king after hearing the joke.

"Hey, Brother Canjian, you are the one who should come. I'll leave this Demon Hill to you." He was about to throw the Demon Hill to Liuguang. But the Demon King said, "Hey, Brother Canjian, you are the one who should come. I, the Demon King, will not get involved." As soon as he finished speaking, the Demon King appeared beside A Li, and the entire Emperor Map of Thunder Mountain returned to normal.

Then, the demon king asked Fengchen, "Do you want to fight me or take your little wife away?" Fengchen knew that if the demon king came today, Moqiu would not be able to be saved unless Bai Qianyi arrived immediately. However, the two of them would not be able to finish the fight in a short time unless the demon king made it clear what he wanted.

The Demon King exchanged glances with A Li, then replied to Feng Chen: "I came here today not to cause any trouble. I just want to take my wife and her brother back. I hope you can understand." Feng Chen nodded, then shook his head, meaning that he was not the one who made the decision here.

The demon king smiled, said hello to Zhuang Mo, looked at the giant sword in front of the sloppy man, and then said to the Immortal Absolute Array: "Master Lei, my wife is eager to save my brother today. If there is any offense, I apologize on her behalf. As for other involvement, I am willing to compensate, please make it clear."

As soon as the demon king finished speaking, the disciples of the Thunderbolt Hall all looked at him. The demon king looked thin, and stood next to A-li, about the same height, and quite handsome. His eyes were deep and indifferent. Although he didn't look very imposing, in the eyes of others, he was invincible.

Lei Gong replied calmly: "Leave Moqiu here, you guys go." Then he stopped talking. The demon king nodded, looked back at Fengchen, and asked A Li: "Do you want to take the child with you?" A Li said: "No, he is Sister Bai's child, and he has a grudge against Xu Yi, so he can't be taken to the Fairy Demon Island."

"Do it..." A thin voice came out from the sloppy man's mouth. He squeezed out these two words with difficulty while holding the magic hill in his hand, and then fainted. The sloppy man's eyes tightened and his fingertips moved slightly.

The demon king immediately became nervous with a serious expression and retreated. While retreating, he did not forget to cast a seal to take Moqiu and A Li into the huge bell and then pulled them to his side. Seeing this, Zhuang Mo immediately burst out with the power of Taoism and Buddhism. The light of the two colors of light intertwined, and with the help of the demon spirit body, a barrier of about three meters was formed in an instant. There seemed to be a strange light flashing in the barrier, which could block all spiritual power and gather all the power around, as if it was used by the sloppy man.

Seeing this, the demon king thought he should be fine, so he focused on protecting A Li and Feng Chen. At this time, the people of Beichen Palace were still confused, and the Blood Crow Master was the first to react and quietly approached the demon king.

The demon king did not object, nor did he have time to pay attention to him. At this moment, the situation in Thunder Mountain was changing! Tangible sword energy rushed into the sky. Although the giant sword on the sloppy man's chest had not been completely condensed and the momentum was slightly inferior, he still forced it to be sacrificed.

The sword energy blew up a biting cold wind, rushing straight into the sky, instantly stirring up the purple clouds on the horizon. The purple thunders all avoided it, as if they were afraid of being sucked into it. The sword light passed through the purple clouds and stabbed down. The powerful momentum caused Thunder Mountain to violently shake, and the strong wind raged.

"You dare!" Luo Hongchen shouted, finally realizing that the sloppy man's target was not them, but the altar in the thunder pool. Nine lotus flowers on the altar bloomed quietly, and one of them seemed a little wilted. This was the immortal spirit of Leiming Mountain. The spiritual veins of the entire Fuyang Mountain Range were in these nine lotus flowers. Once destroyed, the immortal veins of the entire Fuyang Mountain Range would disappear and lose their spirituality.

As the Spring and Autumn Emperor, Luo Hongchen knew this truth very well. He didn't want to see the people suffer because of this fight, so he decided to stop it. He didn't want to, and Lei Gong didn't want to either. The Thunderbolt Hall has always slayed demons and helped the world, and they couldn't just watch the immortal veins being destroyed and the people suffering.

So, Lei Gong and Luo Hongchen rushed towards the fatal sword in the sky. They knew that if this sword fell, not only would the immortal veins of Leiming Mountain be destroyed, but the people of the entire Fuyang Mountain Range would also fall into dire straits. They couldn't let this happen, and they had to stop the sword from falling even if they had to use up their last bit of strength.

Lei Gong and Luo Hongchen rushed to the sky together, trying their best to stop the sword. Although they were exhausted and wounded, they had to persevere for the sake of the people. They would pay a huge price for this battle, but they had no regrets, just to protect the lives of the people on this land.

Thanks to their efforts, the sword light was finally blocked, and the crisis of Thunder Mountain was temporarily resolved. However, the battle is not over, and they still need to continue to protect this land until the last moment. This is their mission, their belief, and their heroic spirit.

Lei Gong arrived just in time. He was seriously injured but did not hesitate to meet the enemy. Luo Hongchen took a look and then rushed forward, holding the weapon he cherished most in his life, the Hongchen Lu, his life-defining magic weapon.

This precious scroll embodies the power of the mortal world and the immortal way. It was refined by Luo Hongchen from the Hunyuan Purple Mansion using the power of the immortal way and the power of all the people, over a period of three hundred years, and after experiencing the spring and autumn years and comprehending the changes of the four seasons of heaven and earth.

The treasure scroll is like a piece of beautiful jade, emitting a soft light, the light is reversed, and it is as warm as spring. It looks like the beginning of the world, the sunrise and sunset, and the fireworks and peace of the world.

"The Great Emperor Chunqiu, Xianyou Avenue, are really amazing!" When the demon king saw the sword tip leaning towards the thunder pool, he knew what Canjian and Moqiu were planning, so he let down his guard. After all, he was the demon king, and even if there were some aftermath, he could easily deal with it.

As he admired, the Red Dust Talisman turned into a sky full of illusions, with mountains and rivers, beasts and birds, and countless living beings. The power of the human world filled the entire Thunder Mountain, blocking the sword and even causing it to gradually dissipate.

Lei Gong had just arrived and was a little surprised to see this scene, but he was the God of Thunder and knew that he could not delay, so he forced a breakthrough, transformed into the ancient God of Thunder, and punched the giant sword.

"Crack--" The giant sword was broken in half by Lei Gong, but Lei Gong also suffered a backlash and spurted out a mouthful of blood. He regretted it and thought it would be better to let Luo Hongchen deal with the enemy alone. Although it would be slower, it would be better than being implicated by him.

At this time, the giant sword turned blood red, like a bloodthirsty demon, and its power increased greatly. Luo Hongchen saw that something was wrong, and quickly took back the Hongchen Scroll, personally went into battle, and forcibly blocked the two blood-red giant swords. Then he turned around and shouted: "Yijian Guhan, you are Mo Wenjian!"

Everyone looked at him. It turned out that he was so powerful because three hundred years ago he was one of the three famous swordsmen of the Sword Hidden Sect, and he was the strongest.

Of his two fellow disciples, the eldest cultivated the ruthless way of heaven, but his mind was dull and his realm was stagnant; the second was young and indifferent, but he had strayed from the right path and his realm could not improve.

The Hidden Sword Sect was destroyed in the catastrophe, and only Mo Wenjian survived. Luo Hongchen thought of the days when he first met him and felt unbelievable.

The demon king also looked at him in confusion, as if he remembered something. Ah Li stuck close to him, sensing something, but didn't ask, just staring at the Mo Wen Sword.

Zhuang Mo understood something, nodded, and then looked at Lei Gong, as if to tell him that everything was fine now and he could heal his wounds without worry. Lei Gong nodded in response, and then retreated to the Xian Jue formation to heal his wounds.

At this time, Mo Wenjian said softly: "Since you recognized me, there is no need for us to waste time here, old friend, I wish you a safe journey." As soon as the words fell, the sword suddenly pressed forward, and Luo Hongchen was pressed unable to move, and watched Mo Wenjian turn around and leave.

"Wait..." Luo Hongchen shouted, but a voice came from behind him: "Where are you going!" Immediately afterwards, a mysterious force descended from the sky.

Suddenly, a dark light fell like moonlight, as if building a stairway to heaven. Although it was slow, it arrived in front of Luo Hongchen in the blink of an eye. Mo Wenjian was forced to retreat, and before he could leave Leiming Mountain, the white dark light enveloped him.

After another confrontation, the sword energy of Mo Wenjian repelled Xuan Ling, but it fell into the hands of a woman again. The woman was dressed in aqua blue and was as beautiful as a fairy. She slowly raised her hand, and a powerful force surged towards Leiming Mountain, making the injured Lei Gong feel much better.

Lei Gong opened his eyes and nodded to Fairy Ji Yao to express his gratitude. Fairy Ji Yao waved her hand to show that she was welcome. She continued to use her power to help Lei Gong heal his wounds.

At this time, Mo Wenjian had already taken back the broken sword, and Luo Hongchen slowly floated down. He stood in front of the thunder pool, staring at Mo Wenjian intently: "Your meridians were broken, but you survived the disaster. Why did you join the Han Clan? How did you recover your cultivation?"

Luo Hongchen's eyes were full of doubts. He didn't understand why his former friend had become like this. Mo Wenjian looked at him silently without answering. The two people's eyes met, full of anger, doubt and hatred.

Finally, Luo Hongchen sighed and gave up asking. He understood that no matter what Mo Wenjian's reasons were, their friendship was over. "We have been friends for two hundred years, but now, right here in Thunder Mountain, we are done with each other." After saying that, Luo Hongchen swung the sharp blade in his hand and cut off his hair.

Wow~ A few white hairs were floating in the air. Luo Hongchen grabbed one and said with a smile: "Hey, old friend! I owed you a favor before, but I also helped you avenge your great hatred. Now we are even, and our friendship ends here." After speaking, he rubbed the hair with his hands, and a red fire instantly burned all the hair to ashes.

Whoosh~ A puff of green smoke floated by and the fire went out. Mo Wenjian's eyes tightened and his expression was a little unnatural, but not too obvious for others to notice.

Luo Hongchen didn't even look at it, nor did he want to. At this moment, his eyes were cold and his whole body was emitting chills: "Next, Feng boy has suffered an unexpected disaster, and the culprit is the bad things you did secretly three years ago. His youngest son Duhuo can't take revenge now, so I, an old man, have to do it for him. Also, because of your actions today, Leimingshan has caused the disciples of the Thunderbolt Hall to suffer. These little guys are usually very kind and righteous. I will also avenge you. In short, if you want to leave today, I, an old man, will let you stay here even if I risk my life!"

With a sound of golden wind, Luo Hongchen had just finished speaking when he raised his sword and slashed at Mo Wenjian.

Mo Wenjian did not dodge at all and took the blow head-on. His cloak was torn, his robe was tattered, and blood was oozing out.

"Hmph!" Luo Hongchen sneered, knowing that the sharp sword in his mansion could not block the sword. Even with the help of external force, he could not avoid being injured.

But the knife in his hand is not an ordinary weapon. It was given to him by Mo Wenjian himself. It can be called a nine-day divine weapon. It can cut off a person's flesh and blood, and it can also cut off a person's Taoism. Luo Hongchen took out this knife just for this knife today, to make their grievances end in two.

However, Luo Hongchen did not attack again. He threw the knife aside and said, "You, Mo Wenjian, should take this blow. Don't even think about dodging the next one."

After saying that, he waved to Fengchen: "Come, come here."

Although Feng Chen didn't understand what was going on, since the master called him, he had to go. He knelt down and kowtowed, then asked: "Master, what do you want me to do?"

"Okay, get up and talk." Luo Hongchen pulled him, "Old Bai said that your father's magic weapon is on you, take it out and let me stab him a few times."

"This..." Feng Chen was a little hesitant. His father's magic weapon had already merged with him. What should he take out now?

Seeing him hesitate, Luo Hongchen frowned and said, "Hmm?"

Feng Chen quickly explained: "Before Jiuyou made trouble, I couldn't practice, and my father used a magic weapon to help me repair it. Now the magic weapon has been absorbed by me and I can't take it out."

"Magic weapon?" Luo Hongchen's eyes lit up. After all, he was his most proud disciple. When the Great Wind Art was first revealed, he, as a great emperor, was also astonished. When he heard that Fengchen turned into a magic weapon after his death, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Alas~ Old Man Tong said that Feng could open up a new path. If he hadn't died, with his talent, he might have achieved great things in the future. What a pity...

"Oh!" Luo Hongchen sighed heavily, the hatred in his eyes deepened, and he couldn't help but look at Mo Wenjian.

Feng Chen was very smart and could tell at a glance that Luo Hongchen didn't want to fight, otherwise his two slashes might have injured Mo Wenjian. He knew that the man in front of him was probably the culprit of the Feng family's catastrophe. Although there might be some misunderstandings, Mo Wenjian didn't say a word and didn't defend himself, which seemed to be the case.