After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

Xie Chunqiu brought up his true energy, intentionally leading the demon soldiers to a distance, and the wild grass flew past him.

The blood had already dried up. In order to lure away the demon soldiers, she cut several wounds on her arms, and the blood soaked her long sleeves.

Not quite right.

The group of monsters stopped, sniffed, then changed direction and stopped chasing her.

Xie Chunqiu was free to look in the direction where the monsters were running, and suddenly realized something, his pupils constricted—there is Qianhan Palace!

In the eyes of the monsters, the Qianhan Palace, which had not had time to evacuate, was undoubtedly a gluttonous feast.

"Too bad." Xie Chunqiu didn't have time to bandage the wound, forcibly mobilized his true qi, and flew up with his sword, like a meteor flying across the sky, flying to Qianhan Palace.

Looking down from a high altitude, Xie Chunqiu was even more anxious when he could see the vast row of demon soldiers, a ray of light broke through the dark sky.

Shen Zhishui looked up.

Dongting said with a smile: "Which little bird is going to report the news, Changling, you go up and get her down."

Changling spread his bat wings, rode the clouds straight up, and followed Xie Chunqiu closely.

In his opinion, this little monk is nothing more than a dish.

Shen Zhishui stared at the fleeting black robe with red pattern, his eyes became more confused.

Dongting pulled the reins, and the bone horse neighed loudly, "Go on, and when you arrive at Qianhan Palace, you will have a full meal."

The monsters smelled the delicious monk smell, and screamed strangely, their voices were hoarse and unpleasant.

Thousand Cold Palace?

His own knife should not be pointed at Qianhan Palace.

Shen Zhishui faintly thought this way, and in his vague memory, a girl's clear voice like a silver bell came——there is a beautiful place where hundreds of flowers are in full bloom.

It shouldn't be like this.

Shen Zhishui swept over, and the monsters had ferocious faces. They had been suppressed for a long time, and once they were released, they were all fierce.It is foreseeable what will happen if they go to Qianhan Palace.She frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

Dongting was anxious to win the mirror of reincarnation, "Beichen, let's go!"

Shen Zhishui didn't move, "Where's the king?"

Dong Ting curled his lips, thinking, could it be that father and daughter are united, even if the memory is erased, this person still remembers Liu Huan and looked around, "Don't worry, the king has great powers, nothing will happen."

Shen Zhishui held the reins tightly, "The king's order has not been fulfilled, so you can't act rashly."

Dongting narrowed his eyes, "You want to disobey?"

Shen Zhishui didn't speak, and let out a torrent of devilish energy, frightening all the devils.

Dongting thought, there is a traitor among us.She raised her hand, and the blue chain dangled on her wrist, reflecting the bright light.In addition to fate and the succession of the emperor, the same fate chain has other functions.

Shen Zhishui only persisted for a moment, his eyes blurred again.

"Go to Qianhan Palace," Dongting thought of something and laughed, "You lead the team and destroy them."

Shen Zhishui: "Yes."

In the dark sky, Chang Ling spread his huge bat wings and flew with the wind, and soon he was about to catch the monk in front of him.

Xie Chunqiu glanced back, gritted his teeth, pulled out the long sword at his waist, and deliberately slowed down.Just when Chang Ling was about to catch up, she turned around and leaped vertically, clenched the hilt of her sword with both hands, and swiped across the bat's wings forcefully.

It's a pity that the big demon was born with steel and iron bones, and has more devilish energy to protect her body, but the weapon in her hand is not the magical weapon like Yunzhong Wushuang.

With a "click", the monster was unscathed, but the long sword in her hand was broken in two.

Chang Ling grinned grimly, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of magic breath.

Xie Chunqiu's complexion turned pale when the overwhelming magical power hit him, he swallowed a mouthful of blood, burned the golden elixir, and used this power to escape to Qianhan Palace.

A meteor-like light flashed across, and the monk rushed into the dark clouds without a trace.

Chang Ling flapped his wings, flew to the ground, hung in the air, and marched with the army.

Dongting: "Solved?"

Chang Ling shook his head, "Run away."

Dongting raised his voice unconsciously, "Run away? You let a Golden Core monk run away?"

Chang Ling smiled, "Don't push too hard, if she explodes her golden core, the meat won't taste good."

Dongting's heart froze, "She ran away like this, she will report to Qianhan Palace."

Chang Ling didn't take it seriously, "What's the rush, what about Qianhan Palace, isn't it all the turtles in our urn. Dongting, how did you become such a mother-in-law?"

Dongting sighed, "Jian Yunsha's cultivation is close to becoming a god, but I left Qianhan Palace a few months ago. I deliberately picked this time to catch them by surprise. If I let them contact Jian Yunsha, I'm afraid they will change again. .”

Chang Ling sneered, "It's just a monk with a perfect Nascent Soul."

Dongting asked: "The monks who fought with you just now are only in the early Yuanying stage. Have you fought against the four of you who are in the transformation stage?"

Chang Ling was silent for a while, "She is indeed extraordinary, but give me a little more time, and I will definitely be able to kill her!"

Dongting thought of how he almost died under Huaibai's sword during the Battle of the East China Sea, and felt chills in his heart, and looked back at the place where he met the devil, "Why haven't they come back yet? Could it be that they can't even kill a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

At that time, seeing that Huai Bai was already at the end of her battle, she left with confidence, but if the two demon generals did not return, did it mean that something happened.

Chang Ling was dissatisfied and said, "Dongting, how do you become so cautious? Could it be that these years in the world have not only worn away your cultivation, but also wiped away your vigor?"

Dongting just smiled, "I am Shui Ling, what kind of spirit can water have?"

Chang Ling: "You have changed, you were not like this before."

Dongting said: "You have changed too." With a pinch of his legs, the bone horse accelerated and trampled across the field.

The long wind is howling, the grass is in the sky, and it is very desolate and lonely.

But near the Qianhan Palace, the sea of ​​bright flowers all over the mountains and plains suddenly came into view. Many girls folded flowers in the sea of ​​flowers, playing and making noise, and they were more beautiful than flowers.

"Little Palace Master, why are we in such a hurry to go to the Buddha Land?" A disciple picked off a forsythia and asked with a smile.

Yu Chisu shook his head, "It's Daoist's order."

Another girl stomped her feet, sweating on her face, cute and cute, "Why do you listen to him?"

Yu Chisu remained silent, looking at the gloomy sky with a dignified expression.

The girl asked: "Little Palace Master, since you came back from Gushan, you seldom smile. Why? Does Gushan make you unhappy?"

Yu Chisu twitched the corner of his mouth, "It's nothing, Gushan, I like it more than anything."

Huge palaces, numerous pavilions, hidden in a maze of flowers.

The wind rolled up the petals and blew a fragrance.

Yu Chisu recalled what Ning Xiao told her when she bid farewell to the lonely mountain—ten thousand demons were about to be born, at that time, with her meager strength, could she protect the lives of Qianhan Palace and these disciples?

There is still some time before the birth of ten thousand demons, why do you feel restless for no reason?

A black shadow fell from the sky and fell into the sea of ​​flowers, and several butterflies flew up.

Yu Chisu walked over quickly, and when he saw the man's face clearly, he was shocked and hurt, "Chunqiu, what's wrong with you?"

Xie Chunqiu's face was like gold paper, blood oozed from the corner of his mouth while he was breathing, he half closed his eyes, and fell to the ground.

Yu Chisu hurriedly hugged Xie Chunqiu, and poured spiritual energy into her to heal her injuries.

It wasn't until she touched the black clothes that she realized where the strong smell of blood came from. The black clothes were wet and had already been soaked in blood.

Xie Chunqiu tried his best to regain his senses, and took her hand, "Where is Palace Master Jian?"

Yu Chisu choked up, his eyes were red, "Who hurt you?"

Xie Chunqiu was anxious, "Quickly go and call Palace Master Jian!"

Yu Chisu wiped away tears, "My aunt has retired, and I don't know where she is now."

Xie Chunqiu opened his eyes wide, "I'll take you out of here." Hearing the crisp voices of the girls behind, she suddenly understood, just as she would not leave Luoshui in times of crisis, neither would Yu Chisu Give up Qianhan Palace.

"Chunqiu, are you in pain?"

Xie Chunqiu sighed inwardly, raised his hand to wipe her tears, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt. Can you contact Palace Master Jian?" She pulled Yu Chisu down and whispered in her ear: "The demons have been born, They are headed towards Qianhan Palace, time is running out."

The blood on Yu Chisu's face faded immediately, and after a while, she told her disciples in a steady voice to open the defensive magic circle, after a few instructions, she carried Xie Chunqiu, flew into the palace, and put her on the bed.

"You are seriously injured, don't hold on anymore, I will contact my aunt and come back to see you."

Xie Chunqiu touched the back of her hand and said softly, "Okay."

Yu Chisu lowered his head and kissed her cold forehead.

Xie Chunqiu hugged the girl's frail shoulders, "Don't be afraid."

"With you here, I'm not afraid." Yu Chisu stood up, pursed the corners of his mouth, looked at his lover's haggard face, and the circles of his eyes turned red again.She raised her head, holding back the tears in her eyes, her fragile expression flashed away, "Then I'll go first."

Xie Chunqiu nodded, heard her footsteps gradually receding, and suddenly called out: "Chi Su."

Yu Chisu looked back, "What's the matter?"

Xie Chunqiu said: "Ji Shu met Immortal Huaibai and Peiyu in the Land of Encountering Demons, and they are still here, don't worry."

Yu Chisu still had tears in his eyes, but he smiled slightly, "I'm not worried, because you are here."

Outside the flickering enchantment, there was a pitch-black patch of dense monsters attacking the enchantment wave after wave. The big demon was hanging in the clouds with a determined smile on his face.

Yu Chisu raised his head and looked at them without any timidity.

She took a step outside, and the cold wind filled her robe in an instant, her footsteps paused, and then she walked out of the room step by step.

The building will fall, and everyone must shoulder their own mission.

You can't be young in life, cruel fate will always force people to grow up.

"Little Palace Master!" The disciples looked at her with pale faces and fear.

Fortunately, the deployment was timely, and there are no casualties yet, but if the barrier is breached, everyone will die.

Yu Chisu stood on a high place, keeping his composure. The people in the palace, at most, only had the cultivation of Nascent Soul, unable to resist the three big demons above their heads. The only thing they could rely on was this big formation, and...

She opened her eyes and said in a deep voice, "Bring the reincarnation mirror and start the killing formation."

The large array left in ancient times to protect the sect is usually used for protection, but if it is on the verge of extinction, it can also open the killing array to kill the enemy.

Yu Chisu's cultivation base was not enough, so he borrowed the power of the divine weapon and expended his whole body's cultivation base to drive the killing formation. When the demon soldiers broke through the first barrier, they would activate the formation to kill them.

But at the same time, she will also be buried in the killing array.

A few older elders watched Yu Chisu grow up, so they naturally felt sorry for the girl, so they took the initiative to invite them into the killing formation, "Let's go to be the eyes of the formation, Chisu, take them and take the opportunity to run away." Said, a little regretful He sighed deeply, "If I had followed your advice and gone to the Buddha Land, I wouldn't have suffered today's catastrophe."

Yu Chisu took the reincarnation mirror from his disciple, "I'll go in."

The disciples stopped him one after another. In their view, Yu Chisu was just a half-grown child.

Yu Chisu's cold glance made them stop their chattering persuasion and sobbing.

In just a few days, she has grown a lot, and she has a temperament that she didn't have before.

"Sister Ruoli, please take the children from Qianhan Palace to leave when the battle begins, and," she raised her pale lips, said with a smile, "and my lover, she can't see, don't tell her my business."

With tears in his eyes, the elder fell to his knees, "Yes."

Yu Chisu held the remnant mirror in his arms, thinking of Gushan's green shirt, the sword cultivator he admired the most.

That person is like a sharp sword. When the world needs her, the sword is drawn out of its sheath to deter demons and smooth the turbulent waves; when the world does not need her, she takes it back into its sheath and lives a peaceful life in this world.

At this moment, Yu Chisu suddenly understood something, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

The little disciple cried: "Little Palace Master, you are gone, and the Palace Master is not here, what should Qian Han Palace do?"

Yu Chisu said: "Thousand Cold Palace has never belonged to a so-called palace master, but to you." She turned around and walked towards the formation with her mirror in her arms, and the disciples followed behind.

"People in the world always say that the Mohist is a chivalrous man, the Confucian scholars are the best, the Taoists are free and unrestrained, and the Buddhists are merciful, but they classify our Thousand Cold Palace as a retreat from the world." Yu Chisu looked indifferent, "Retire in a prosperous age, look coldly at prosperity, and come out of the mountains in troubled times , Slay demons and demons, and protect the peace of the world, this is the Thousand Cold Palace."

She was sitting at the eye of the formation, with her mirror in her hands, her silver shirt fluttering in the wind.

The monks of Qianhan Palace knelt at her feet, respected from the bottom of their hearts, and regarded this young girl as their main priority.

Many images flashed before Yu Chisu's eyes. Peiyu raised her sword and said, "Get behind me"; Touching the center of his brows, he shook his head with a smile, "You can't be a teenager in life."

The blooming spring flowers in Liudaoyuan, the giant tree covering the sky on Huangzhong Peak, the fragrance of wine floating in Xueji Restaurant, the thousand bright lights on the river, and the flying fireflies and the dreamlike bright galaxy in the secret place of Tianhai.

"I haven't counted the stars for you yet," she said to herself, and smiled again, "I know, you'd be proud of me."

Full of passion and a chivalrous heart, my generation of monks should be like this.

Outside the barrier, Chang Ling folded his arms, looked at the many delicacies below, and licked the corner of his mouth, "Dongting, I can't help it!"

He turned his head, and the bat wings expanded at an extremely fast speed, and when they flapped, thunder and showers arose.

Dongting said: "Let the soldiers go up to explore the way, you stay behind, don't get hurt."

Chang Ling disdainful, laughed loudly, flapped his huge wings, and rushed towards the barrier, "I'm not like you."

In the blink of an eye, a hurricane blew up, and the thick black demonic energy rushed towards the barrier like vast rivers.

With a flash of golden light, Chang Ling was shocked by the barrier and spit out blood. Instead, he became more excited and attacked the barrier again and again.

Yu Chisu put the mirror of reincarnation on his lap, took out the white jade flute, "Get behind me."

The sound of the flute pierced through the cloud, Chang Ling picked out his ears, "Little Que'er's singing is really nice, but the voice is too low."

The surrounding monsters also laughed when they heard the words, and the barrier kept shaking, precarious.

A disciple of Qianhan Palace also took out his jade flute and stood in front of Yu Chisu. Immediately afterwards, one disciple after another stood up, without retreating or flinching, and stood in front of Yu Chisu.

Although the sound of one person's flute is small, the sound of the flute that condenses the power of all monks can shake the nine heavens and penetrate the world!

Changling's complexion became gloomy, and even Huashen himself was affected by Yin Sha, and his brain felt a sharp pain, not to mention these monsters.

Many monsters covered their ears and howled in pain, bleeding from their mouths and noses.

On the square of Qianhan Palace, the silver light shone, and the girls held jade flutes in their hands, and their robes fluttered like heaven and man.

The sound of the flute condensed into a round of solitary moon, where the bright moonlight went, the monsters with a slightly lower cultivation level immediately turned into pus and blood, and the screams sounded one after another, but they couldn't cover the extremely beautiful sound of the flute.

On the moonlit night of the twenty-fourth bridge, there are jade men playing flute everywhere.

One drop after another of blood fell down the white jade flute, dripping on the ground, like soft spring rain, blending in the sound of the flute.

Gu Yue suddenly became radiant, turning into a machete, piercing through the heavy cloud, and slashing towards Chang Ling.

Chang Ling dismissed it at first and didn't want to dodge it. When the scimitar approached in front of him, fear suddenly arose in his heart. He dodged sideways, and the devil's blood gushed out, and half of his wings fell in response. Not long after, the new wings followed the broken bone. grow out.

Yu Chisu's fingertips trembled, despair appeared on his face, maybe he could only die in battle...

But the high-ranking monster is no longer as arrogant as before, and his brows are slightly frowned, showing a sense of timidity.

Although they are like ants, they can burst out with such a powerful force. Changling's eyes flashed with murderous intent. These monks must die!

He let out a long roar, and the Rolling Demon rushed forward unstoppably, killing several cracks in the barrier.

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"Why do you still insist on being my enemy? Mingluan?" The demon lord with slender hands pushed aside a lens in front of him, and stepped into another piece of time.

Fang arrived in it, and a bright knife whizzed towards it.

She raised her hand, clasped Wushuang, and said with a smile: "You and I belong to the same way, why are you fighting against the enemy here?"

Peiyu's face was serious and she didn't say a word.

I wanted to put all my eggs in one basket and seal the demon king in the mirror of reincarnation, but the half mirror could not bear the huge power of the demon king, maybe the whole mirror could only trap her for a moment.

If time is like a long river, flowing forward slowly but unstoppably, then the place where they are at this time is the reverse flow of time, the place where time disorder occurs.

The mirror of reincarnation shattered, forming many places like Time and Shadow Lake.Most of the disciples in Gushan who rashly entered the time lake to test were trapped in the countercurrent forever.

But the power of the demon king is overwhelming, and the mere power of time can't trap her.

"Why struggle?" The devil's eyes were shining, "you will lose after all, if you submit obediently, I will consider not killing you."

Peiyu injected her true energy into Wushuang, and a golden-red flame rose from the knife instantly, "No one will lose in this world."

"Huh?" The Demon Lord let go of his hand, opened his arms, and raised his red robe, "You have also been a Demon Lord, and you know how fragile a monk is, and can be crushed into pieces at will. We rule the universe and become the masters of this world!"

Peiyu clenched Wushuang tightly, and slashed through the devil's energy with the long knife, "No, you are wrong, no matter how strong the devil is, you will never win."

The Demon Lord paused, waved his sleeve casually, "Really?"

Peiyu retreated quickly, Wushuang supported the ground, the sound of friction was high-pitched and sharp, and a deep sword mark was drawn on the ground before she managed to stand still.There was blood on the corner of her mouth, but she smiled, "You don't have faith, no matter how strong you are, you won't win."

The devil tilted his head, "Faith, what is that?"

Peiyu sneered, raised the saber, Wushuang Daoyi rose from the ground, with a majestic momentum like a mountain, split the ground and pierced the clouds, and rushed towards the demon king.

Like a sage rafting on the sea, like a Taoist ancestor riding an ox out of customs, like a giant vomiting blood and writing a book, like the World Honored One cutting flesh and feeding an eagle.

It is the blood-stained Knife of Nine Deaths that fell to the ground, it is the Jianxian Pavilion standing on the sea and listening to the ebb and flow of the tide, it is the moment of generosity of every monk who sacrifices his life for righteousness, and it is the lonely courage to do what he knows he can't do.

"What is belief?" the Demon Monarch murmured.

Wushuang had arrived in front of him, the temperature rose sharply, and in the flames, Peiyu said: "I am going to kill you."