In the Kusheng Mountains, the battlefield is brutal, and death comes every moment. The sea of ​​blood on the ground dries up, forming a huge pit.

Skyfire enveloped it and spread throughout the sky.

The statue from the Niyue Palace, with the blessing of this domain treasure, has astonishing combat power.

Even though he died, in the next moment, with the vibration of the Counter Moon Palace, from the temple inside the mirror, the dead Counter Moon Cultivator once again walked out, rushed into the battlefield, and continued to fight.

In this way, even if the Red Moon monk launches the curse method, the existence of the Counter-Moon Palace can suppress it in a short time, causing the war to quickly tilt towards the side of the Counter-Moon Palace.

Each of the more than twenty ancient monks from the unsealed era is a proud person of this era. While their methods are strange, their own killing experience is also extremely rich.

They often possess the power to suppress those in the same realm. Wherever they pass, the strong ones of Red Moon have to retreat.

The pressure on the Emperor's side is also huge. He has to face the two strongest unsealed monks in the Niyue Palace, especially the foreign female Divine Bird. The flames sublimate in her hands and the colors change.

Every time she changed, the power became more astonishing. Her attack caused the heaven and earth to burn together, and it also carried the power of Yun Shen, making even the emperor and the emperor frightened.

But if it was just this one person, the emperor could still deal with it, but the presence of Li Xiaoshan gave him an astonishing sense of oppression.

Li Xiaoshan's knife did not fall all the time. He walked around the palace, dragging the knife and turning it continuously. With the clattering sound, his speed was astonishing.

And often, every slash of the sword would shatter the void, forming a terrifying sword light, which would make the Emperor's heart become more solemn the more it hit him.

"This battle is not suitable to continue!"

The Emperor narrowed his eyes, raised his right hand and pointed toward his side. A shadow of the illusory world formed in front of his finger, blocking the incoming long sword.

In the midst of the roar, the emperor grabbed the sky with his left hand, and the red mother shed her body and reappeared.

His return caused the heaven and earth to twist, and the battlefield was shaken. At the same time, Xu Qing's eyes narrowed. What he was preventing in the Niyue Palace was the mortal transformation of the Red Mother.

At this moment, seeing the Red Mother Mortal Transformation fall again, Xu Qing immediately released his authority, and the captain also did the same. With their identity as the masters of the Counter-Moon, the two of them controlled the Counter-Moon Palace, making the huge mirror shine with bright light.

This light goes in all directions, resisting the power of Red Mother's mortal transformation.

The two sides touched again, the sound was deafening, and a storm swept across the sky. In the turmoil, the monks fighting on both sides separated under the violent force and retreated.

Xu Qing's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he was about to control the Niyue Palace to show off the power of the Domain Treasure, but at this moment, the wind fell from the sky.

This wind carried the smell of blood and filled the battlefield in an instant. Along with the wind came a strange sound, like whispering in everyone's ears.

"Once upon a time there was a big baby..."

This sound was the strange nursery rhyme echoing in the Temple of the Son of God. This was not the first time Xu Qing heard it. He had heard it before in that village when he rescued Fifth Grandma.

What impressed him most was the last sentence.

"The four babies are lost and cannot be brought back."

These words came from all directions, and the sky reversed itself at this moment, turning red again. Gradually, a lake of blood appeared on the sky like a projection.

The blood lake was churning, as if there was some terrifying existence inside that wanted to crawl out.

The terrifying aura also fell on the battlefield at this moment.

Xu Qing and the captain's expressions changed at the same time, and Niyue Xiu's expressions were even more so. Everyone's mind was in an endless state of mind in an instant, even those strong men who had been unsealed were like this.

The knife in Li Xiaoshan's hand paused slightly.

The fire of Shenquezi flickered slightly.

Their expressions were extremely solemn, staring at the sky and the bloody lake.

Compared to them, the cultivators of Hongyue were all relieved, but the emperor frowned and looked at the blood lake, not knowing what he was thinking.

But at this moment, a voice suppressed the nursery rhyme, and it exploded like muffled thunder.

That's the sound of a heartbeat.

Thump, thump!

The appearance of this sound immediately caused many Niyue monks to scream in agony, and the statues collapsed uncontrollably, as if the sound could shatter everything if heard.

Immediately afterwards, as the blood lake in the sky became more and more turbulent, a big black hand covered with tentacles slowly stretched out from the inside, accompanied by earth-shattering pressure, which shocked the world.

The seven fingers of this hand are covered with bone spurs, and the tentacles are swaying even more. The sky collapses wherever it passes. It seems to be falling slowly at the moment, but in fact it is getting bigger.

Unable to resist, unstoppable.

The appearance of this big hand caused the place to rise strangely, and everyone had to retreat to avoid it.

Finally, this god-like black hand grasped the void where the Red Moon Monk was.

This also includes the Emperor of the Palace and the Red Mother Fanshen, who are all caught in the grasp of this big black hand and enveloped by it.

Then, it slowly rose, taking a group of people with it, and submerged into the sky's blood lake.

Its arrival cannot be stopped, and its departure cannot be stopped.

Everyone, including Xu Qing and the captain, could only watch the big hand disappear into the blood lake, until a pair of golden eyes appeared in the blood lake, looking indifferently towards the earth and into the distance across the lake.

In the sky.

Then, the golden eyes closed, and the projection of the blood lake on the sky disappeared.

This battle is over.

When the sky recovered, the pressure and restraint from the hand of the god immediately disappeared, but the waves in everyone's hearts and minds did not stop. On the contrary, it was because of those golden eyes that everyone was instinctively suppressed.

"Who is that..."

The monks of Niyue Palace were silent, but this question instinctively emerged in their hearts.

In fact, they all have the answer, but they can't believe it.

"Son of God..." Li Xiaoshan said hoarsely.

"The Sons of God I saw in my time were not so scary." Shen Quezi frowned and spoke slowly.

"The feeling he gave me was that I was infinitely close to the gods."

It's quiet all around.

Obviously this was a victory, but the appearance of the hands of the Son of Blood Lake made all living beings here feel an unprecedented sense of powerlessness, so they all instinctively looked at Xu Qing and Er Niu.

But soon, some disappointment and helplessness appeared in these eyes.

Although the Lord of Niyue appeared in Niyue Palace, this Lord... is too weak in cultivation.

One Ling Zang and one Nascent Soul.

With such a level of cultivation, how can he serve as the Lord of the Moon Counter-Moon, and how can he lead the monks of the Counter-Moon Palace on this heaven-defying path...

Not to mention that the red moon and stars in the distance have already occupied most of the sky. In a month or two at most, the Red Mother will really arrive.

At that time, facing the devouring of the Red Mother, all living beings could only feel bitter and without any hope.

Even though the two Lords of the Counter Moon have the authority, their cultivation cannot convince the public, and it is difficult for people to follow them from the bottom of their hearts. So gradually, the monks of the Counter Moon moved their eyes away from Xu Qing.

Some looked at the fourth hall master, some looked at the third hall master, some approached Li Xiaoshan, and some gathered around Shenquezi.

This also includes those unblocked geniuses.

Although they were unblocked, they were still complicated and unconvinced by the Lord of the Counter Moon. In the final analysis, they believed that Xu Qing was not qualified enough.

"Thank you very much, Lord Moon, for allowing me and my subordinates to enter the Niyue Palace at the critical moment, but please give me your blessing. I want to return to Beiyuan and spend the rest of my life together with the people there."

The third hall master looked at Xu Qing and spoke calmly.

Xu Qing was silent, and the fourth hall master frowned, took a few steps, and heard a low voice.

"Three Halls, now that the Lord has emerged against the moon, it is the time for us to rise. You..."

"Fourth, is there any hope?" The third hall master sighed softly, with a tired face, interrupting the fourth hall master's words.

"With Moon Master's cultivation and qualifications, we cannot fight against Hong Yue. Even I don't know the origin of this Moon Master. Maybe he is not a cultivator in this domain."

As soon as these words came out, many Niyue cultivators were startled and suspicious. When the third hall master said this, he looked at Xu Qing.

"Lord of the Moon, please spread your blessings. If you don't want to, just seal me."

His words showed his attitude. He would not resist Xu Qing, but he did not agree.

After the Third Hall Master finished speaking, there were tens of thousands of Niyue Palace monks behind him, all bowing their heads. They were the Third Hall Master's subordinates and had followed him all the way. Naturally, they had chosen the same path as him at this moment.

"Me too."

"Lord Moon, now that things have come to this, there is no point anymore."

Among the monks who were unsealed, there were seven or eight who spoke calmly.

Li Xiaoshan opened his mouth to say something, but glanced at Xu Qing and Er Niu and finally sighed.

My cultivation level is too low.

Shen Quezi had no expression on his face and said nothing.

The fourth hall master was breathing heavily. He looked at Xu Qing and suddenly walked over and stood firmly beside Xu Qing.

More Niyue monks did not move at this moment. They also hesitated in their hearts and chose to wait and see.

Seeing this, the captain raised his eyebrows and was about to speak, but Xu Qing took a step forward and looked at the third hall master.

"It is true that my cultivation level is not enough, and I am not a cultivation expert in this area."
To be continued...