The elders of the seven clans led the Qinglian guards to investigate the theft of the Meng Shen painting.
There was a dead silence on the high platform.
The atmosphere is silent and tense.
The Demon Queen held the phoenix robe in her hands and stared at the people around her, especially Ji Yue and Ye Qingge.
Why suddenly, everything changed in an instant, everything seemed to have deviated from her original idea.
"Ye Lao, I can't control the fact that your Night Clan's Dream God Picture has been stolen, but the Blood Demon has fallen evil, and your grandson is aiding him in his evil deeds, knowing full well that he is wrong. Even so, don't you want to discipline him?
Will the Night Clan's long-standing reputation be ruined because of a young boy who doesn't know what it means?"
Changbai Fairy Mother played with the light blue Zhengdao Immortal Bead, sneered, and shouted majestically in a low voice! "It's easy to say that she is going to become my granddaughter-in-law. How can I let her be wronged in front of you?"
The ancestor suddenly changed his anger and said with a smile, as if he was pretending to be a pig eating a tiger.
Granddaughter-in-law... Changbai Fairy Mother and the Demon Queen both looked at the Blood Demon. The three of them were born in the same era. To put it simply and crudely, they can be considered to be very old. The Blood Demon was so good that he found a young man?
"You have been in the clan for thousands of years, don't you know how terrible it is to fall into evil?
This is unacceptable to the world!"
Changbai Fairy Mother said angrily.
"I won't bother you with my Night Clan's affairs."
The ancestor said jokingly.
The Changbai Fairy was furious. When the wind blew up, the Changbai Fairy struck the Zhengdao Immortal Bead with her palm. The orb shattered into pieces, and the word 'immortal' inside spread out like splashing ink and running water, turning into thousands of black butterflies, covering the sky and the earth.
Together they flew towards Qingge.
The black butterfly is mysterious, has a terrifying aura, and makes a harsh buzzing sound, impacting the weakest souls of the cultivators.
For cultivators, the damage to the soul if attacked is no less than the backlash from the demonic body! The black butterfly eating the soul, a wisp of righteous immortal energy, exudes a vast and thunderous aura, like a mountain and a sea, encompassing the world
, the sky was torn apart in an instant, and the void became even more distorted.
The righteous immortal energy is like a long sleeve, wrapped around Qingge's body.
Under the right path, there is no room for evil.
When dealing with demonic energy, the power of righteous immortal energy will be more obvious.
For thousands of years, Changbai Fairy Mother rarely got angry in front of everyone, and this was the first time.
Ji Yue stopped Black Butterfly for Qingge, and Changbai Fairy Mother was not surprised by all the attacks from the immortal energy. She sneered, clasped her hands together, and closed her eyes while chanting ancient spells in a low voice.
The torn orb fragments, like thousands of piercing and sharp lights scattered by a goddess, rushed towards Qingge mercilessly.
When murderous intent comes, you won't be polite! Ji Yue stretched out her hands and waved her long sleeves. She was tall and tall, and her back was broad, like a mountain reaching the sky, protecting her wife behind her from the wind and rain.
Qingge looked back inch by inch, and the man's black hair flew on Qingge's face with the strong wind. Qingge narrowed her eyes slightly and suddenly laughed.
Ji Yue held all the orb fragments with her long sleeves and slashed at the righteous immortal energy with one sword.
The black butterflies turned into ink smoke and penetrated into Ji Yue's body, attacking Ji Yue's soul with the intention of devouring Ji Yue's soul.
A cultivator without a soul is just a useless body! There was panic everywhere.
Even the ancestors took a breath of cold air.
The regent carefully observed Aventurine's expression and said: "The Everwhite Fairy's soul-eating black butterfly has never failed. Under the black butterfly, it is never invincible, only a useless body.
Although Ye Dian is extremely talented and powerful, he is still a young man, so how can he be the opponent of elders like Changbai Fairy Mother?
I'm just afraid that there will be no more Young Master Ye in the world."
"You underestimated the power of his soul."
Aventurine spoke indifferently, the tear mole at the end of his eye showed compassion, his eyes were secretive, and he stared intently at Ji Yue, who was covered in black smoke.
It was clear that they had only met him a few times at Qingliantai, and had even been jealous of him, but for some reason, Aventurine could recognize him at a glance.
He knew the powerful Aventurine of the Soul-eating Black Butterfly, but at this moment, he believed that Ji Yue's soul consciousness would not be shaken or swallowed by anything.
Even if he is not the Qing Emperor at this time, he is just the Young Master of the Night Clan.
The regent was curious about Aventurine's certainty. He raised his eyebrows and smiled, then looked at Ji Yue.
No one knows the Qian clan better than him.
The regent has an extraordinary memory and has a photographic memory. During his nearly 10,000 years of regency, he has become familiar with the strength of every member of the Thousand Clan.
Ye Dian indeed has extraordinary talents, but Changbai Fairy Mother is very comparable to others. How can a clan leader trained by Changsheng Yun God be comparable to a young boy?
"Changbai Clan Chief, if you harm my grandson even a hair, I, the Ye Clan's hundred thousand cavalry, will trample your Changbai land tomorrow!"
The ancestor shouted angrily, and the sound wave was so powerful that every spectator in the Blood Dance Tower felt tinnitus, as if his eardrums were bulging, and there were auditory hallucinations with echoes, and he felt dizzy and dizzy.
I can't concentrate anymore.
The ancestor's violent shout was like a ferocious beast with the most powerful bloodline. The sound wave rushed up to the sky and went down to the hell! With a bang, like porcelain and crystal shattering, the confinement formation downstairs of Xuewu was shocked by the ancestor's roar.
When it broke, there were many wailing sounds.
Every cultivator standing in the Blood Dance Tower has clearly heard those blood-curdling wailings.
It's like countless innocent souls were locked up in a small space, and their spirits were tortured and destroyed by inhuman means, leaving them distorted, fearful, scared, and no longer hopeless.
Qingge stood on the high platform holding the little bun, closing her eyes and listening carefully to the sobs coming from the bottom of Xuewu Building.
The hopeless wild ghost in the underworld howled softly... it was the breath of the devil! Qingge opened her eyes again and looked at the Demon Queen with sharp eyes.
Indeed, as Qingge expected, at the bottom of the Blood Dance Building, the disappeared Demon of Shark Demon City was sealed in the space beneath his feet.
A captive is a slave.
From the beginning to the present, no one wants to be a loser.
As the empress of Dongzhou, Qingge naturally understands this cruel truth.
She never dared to give up, or even dare to take a break. She not only fought for her own ambitions, but also for the people who respected and loved her.
When the empress flourishes, Dongzhou flourishes.
If the empress dies, Dongzhou will die.
The light song used the cold smoke as its power to interweave two restrictions, blocking the little bun's ears.
When the mother-in-law of the three tribes and others fell from the ninth floor, Qingge handed the little bun to the mother-in-law of the three tribes.
Her war is coming, how can Little Baozi smell the fragrance of blood?
Little Baozi was so exhausted that the mother-in-law of the three tribes took him and held him in her arms. Little Baozi put his little hands on the shoulders of the mother-in-law of the three tribes and slept soundly without any sign of waking up.
The soldiers who had been guarding the little bun in the lonely tower also came to Shark Demon City this time.
Wearing armor and a long sword, he stood at the corner of the high platform and looked at the little bun with pleasure.
The soldiers guarded Little Baozi in the lonely tower for a month. During this month, although Little Baozi ate and drank normally, he never closed his eyes and slept.
During these long days, which seemed like years, Little Baozi got through it in pain.
The first moment he returned to his mother's arms, all he could think of was sleep... After the soldier smiled gently, he and other soldiers came to the Demon Queen, Bing Lingtian, to protect the two women with the highest status in the Demon Realm.
Ye Wei's expression was complicated, his eyes were reddish, and he was full of unwillingness.
She also wants to appear next to her sister and fight alongside her.
However, her cultivation was abolished and she was no longer qualified to set foot on the battlefield.
...The black smoke around Ji Yue became thicker and thicker, frightening the onlookers in the seats to retreat, for fear of harming them.
Ji Yue stood on the high platform expressionless and indifferent, as motionless as a mountain. After a long time, Ji Yue let out a low drink. When he spread his hands, black smoke flew out of his body and turned into black butterflies, like a strong wind and rain.
It's everywhere.
The spectators were so frightened that they screamed repeatedly. If the black butterfly loses control, it will definitely hurt innocent people. If the soul is damaged, the alchemist will never be able to heal it.
Suddenly, the unparalleled man on the high platform disappeared. The next moment, butterflies danced wildly in the sky above the ninth floor, and a figure appeared in the air, leaping above.
With her robe lifted up, Ji Yue points her toes into the sky, holding a sword in her right hand.
A ruthless sword, a ruthless blade, thunder roared, one after another, the sword blades appeared and disappeared like ghosts and shadows. A few moments passed, the light of the blade disappeared, and only the black butterfly was stabbed to pieces by the sharp blade.
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Like a downpour, little bits of black butterfly ashes and powder fell down.
Ink mist filled the air, and the man was angry. He landed smoothly, put his sword into its sheath, and looked coldly at Changbai Fairy Mother. He had an evil and sycophantic arrogance that no one else could match: "You are not the one who uses the righteous immortal energy like this. Chief Changbai, you see clearly.
..." After saying that, Ji Yue's eyes condensed, and cold light appeared everywhere, as cold as frost.
The broken orbs are merging into one, gathering their immortal energy again.
When the orb recovered, the ray of righteous immortal energy was about to be integrated into the orb. Ji Yue used her palm as a knife and slashed away. When she walked back, a ray of righteous immortal energy was wrapped around her fingertips.
Ji Yue straightened her right hand, placed it on her chest, quietly circulated the power of the Righteous Immortal Qi, and tried to use her soul to communicate with this ray of Righteous Immortal Qi.
"Tiangang and the earth are the way, and the universe has been set for eternity, and the gods will come!"
After Ji Yue finished speaking in a low voice, she saw a wisp of fairy energy as light as mist on his fingertips, and earth-shaking changes suddenly occurred.
The milky white fairy mist surged more and more, like cloud smoke. After a while, a translucent outline gradually appeared, until the outline solidified into substance.
An immortal with frosty eyebrows and snowy pupils appeared in the mist.
Lotus flowers bloomed under the cactus, and golden light bloomed in the milky white smoke.
Indistinguishable between male and female, holy and elegant, the immortal clasped his hands together and lowered his head to sing an ancient tune.
It is a Bodhisattva song that has been passed down from the time of creation to the present. Listeners can purify their anger and cleanse their souls.
Listening to the singing of the immortal, I felt a throbbing deep in my heart.
The people of the Immortal Clan, one of the three tribes in the Open Heaven Period, are all called Immortals.
According to legend, a ray of righteous immortal energy can summon immortals, but how many can do it?
The Taoist Immortal only appeared by chance! After the Immortal appeared, the Blood Dance Tower and even the entire Shark Demon City became filled with the aura of justice, which is the ancient and unreachable mysterious power, solemnity, nobility, and calmness.
The orb that lost a ray of fairy spirit returned to the hands of Changbai Fairy Mother.
This orb has no soul and can no longer exert its terrifying power! Changbai Fairy Mother held the orb in her hand and frowned. Although she was angry, she looked at Ji Yue in disbelief: "Ye Shuzi is also worthy.
Summon an immortal?"
For Changbai Fairy Mother, it is nothing less than a great shame and humiliation.
She has been holding the Righteous Immortal Orb for more than ten thousand years, and controls Changbai with a ray of immortal energy. She is famous among thousands of tribes.
Tens of thousands of years have worn away her will.
Changbai Fairy Mother once made a bold statement that she would summon immortals. Unfortunately, if there is no chance, strength, talent, favorable time, place and people, how can she summon them?
Changbai Fairy Mother has not lost her determination because of this. There are so many geniuses in the world, but there are very few people with high moral standards and high prestige who can be the elders of their clan.
The waves wash away the sand, among the vast number of sentient beings, there are only a thousand clan leaders.
Even if thousands of people already possess the righteous immortal energy, there are only fifty people who can summon immortals.
As for Changbai Fairy Mother's use of this ray of righteous immortal energy, apart from being unable to summon an immortal, she has reached the pinnacle of perfection! Changbai Fairy Mother even sought the guidance of an eminent monk from outside the world for this matter. The eminent monk only said that this ray of immortal energy
Immortal energy cannot summon immortals.
Changbai Fairy Mother was convinced of this, until now, she saw the fairy in front of Ji Yue.
It turned out that she had been deceiving herself and others all along, and the cruel reality gave her a bloody slap!