Viewed from high in the sky, the sky is no longer the cloudless blue and empty space of the past, and the earth is no longer green or frosty yellow, but is replaced by a violent blood-red color, turning into dark clouds and storms, pressing heavily towards Qingyun Mountain.
Almost all the powerful elites of the three sects of the Righteous Way gathered here and were ready. The Demon Sect Ghost King Sect's attack this time had been planned for a long time, so the momentum was extremely fierce. In just more than ten days, the power of the Righteous Way continued to shrink. Now, except for the three sects,
Outside the mountain gate, almost all the world has fallen.
In the battle with the Ghost King Sect, death is not the most terrifying thing. What is even more frightening is that once the righteous elites die in battle, the Ghost King Sect will use some mysterious and strange evil magic to confuse them and turn them into
The accomplice of the Ghost King, who was not recognized by his relatives, turned back and massacred the righteous Taoist friends.
Even ordinary people were not spared. They were all deceived and became weapons for his men who only knew how to kill. The number of them has exceeded 100,000, and their power was even greater than that of the beast-monster war that was known as the great catastrophe of heaven and earth.
Disaster is even better.
Now, it's time for the right path to live and die again, and the place where fate is decided is Caomiao Village again.
Everyone who witnessed the battle twenty years ago was filled with emotion and lamentation.
The demon sect disciples and the evil puppets were so huge that they pushed all the way from Huqi Mountain, invincible, until they suddenly stopped at Caomiao Village, as if there was an invisible chasm blocking the way, not allowing them to cross the thunder pond even half a step.
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The number of people on the righteous side is obviously much smaller, but as long as they can come, almost all of them have gathered here. Except for the three leaders of Qingyunmen, Tianyin Temple, and Fenxiang Valley, most of the cultivators from other small sects have also come to join the battle...
...Although everyone cherishes their lives, how can any eggs be left intact when the nest is overturned?
Among them was a sect called the Vajra Sect. The leader of the sect, Venerable Dali, died in the disaster among the ghost kings. His only descendant, Shitou, took his young disciple to the foot of Qingyun Mountain.
"Master, the demonic sect is powerful and the evil method is difficult to defeat. Why don't the righteous sects defend Qingyun Mountain and rely on the mountain-protecting formation to deal with it? Maybe there is a glimmer of hope. Such a wild decisive battle at the foot of the mountain is not suicidal."
The young apprentice is only sixteen or seventeen years old, but he is quite resourceful, which is very different from his master's uprightness.
"You were born late. You don't know that there was a catastrophic disaster in the world twenty years ago. It swept from the hundreds of thousands of mountains in southern Xinjiang. At that time, the right path was in danger, but it was in this Caomiao Village that a man stepped forward to save the world.
I single-handedly killed the beast god and put an end to this catastrophe." The stone was as tall as a giant. Although he deliberately lowered his voice, he still buzzed when he spoke, allowing many people around him to hear it.
But he himself didn't seem to know. Seeing that his young apprentice was listening with rapt attention, he satisfied his curiosity and continued: "Although that battle put an end to the disaster, the man's confidante also died trying to save him. He was so disheartened.
Then he disappeared from the world and disappeared without a trace, and it has been twenty years now."
"It has been twenty years, has Master thought about how to deal with the relationship between him and our sect Lu Xueqi?"
The position in the middle of the crowd naturally belongs to Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple. Fenxiang Valley is actually showing signs of decline now. Master Daoxuan's expression is complicated. Looking back on the past, he feels a lot of emotion.
Master Puhong, the abbot of Tianyin Temple, led hundreds of monks including Pukong Divine Monk, Faxiang, Fashan, etc. to line up next to the disciples of Qingyun Sect. At this moment, he was very calm. He put his hands together and returned the salute, and said with a slight smile: "Yuanlaiyuan"
It's all right to go, so let him go...I only hope that in this life he can be worthy of heaven and earth, worthy of the common people, and worthy of his own body, then he will be satisfied."
At this time, a ferocious roaring and roaring sound suddenly came from the originally quiet Demon Cult army, like the rumbling of thousands of beasts, and the air became extremely solemn for a moment.
Then someone shouted in a trembling voice: "The Ghost King has appeared!"
Everyone turned their heads in an instant and saw a man covered in mysterious clothes and stepping out proudly with his hands behind his back.
As he appeared, a blood-red light covered the sky and floated over. The entire sky turned blood-red, and dark red clouds billowed, making people feel suffocated just by looking at it.
It was as if because of him alone, the whole world would turn into a bloody purgatory.
"Everyone obeys the order and is not allowed to act rashly. Wait until he comes out of the cabin before making a decision!"
Seeing that some of the righteous monks were trembling in fear and unable to control themselves, Master Daoxuan hurriedly gave the order.
Turning a blind eye to the righteous army, the Ghost King fell from the void like a leisurely stroll and came to the wooden house in Caomiao Village, where Zhang Xiaofan and Baguio stood at the door and waited.
Baguio, the ghost king, nodded slightly and stepped in.
"sit!"
Qin Changfeng was sitting at the table facing the door, extending his hand to make a gesture of invitation. Xiao Yu'er had been taken out by the six-tailed fox demon couple, and Xiao Bai was the only one standing behind him in the room.
The Ghost King and Xiao Bai looked at each other with complicated expressions... Baguio's mother was from the Tianhu clan, so the Ghost King must have known Xiao Bai.
"White hair grows on the side of the temples. Time flows like water. Good things and demons. Gratitude and resentment are nothing in the face of time. After twenty years of precipitation, why can't the Ghost King still not see through it?" Qin Changfeng looked at the gray hair on the Ghost King's temples and sighed.
It's like watching ants working hard to move things that are much larger than their own into the nest, but they don't know that even a child accidentally peeing can make their hard work of a few days or even a lifetime come to naught.
The Ghost King did not answer, because he had nothing to answer. Qin Changfeng did not understand his obsession, and he could not immediately realize it because of this sentence. Instead, he asked: "Wan Mou has wasted his years, and he is indeed an old man."
But you should be in your prime, so why are you covered with gray hair?"
At this time, Xiaobai behind her pricked up her pointed ears. This is what she has always wanted to know, but Qin Changfeng didn't tell her, and she couldn't get the answer from Xiao Yu'er.
"Me?" Qin Changfeng smiled and replied honestly: "I owed too many karma due to my wild life, so I used my black hair to pay off my love debt."
The Ghost King's eyes were calm, his expression was indifferent, and he was not touched at all, because no matter what the reason was, he actually didn't care.
"Let's get down to business. I'm bound to get this trip, are you going to stop me?"
"The word "world" is very heavy, and I'm afraid the Ghost King may not be able to bear it!" Qin Changfeng smiled, picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup of cool tea and pushed it over.
The Ghost King's eyes flickered. He was sure that the tea bowl and the tea were extremely ordinary, almost the same as those from ordinary farmhouses. He didn't understand what Qin Changfeng meant by this. If he said it was entertaining guests, it would be too shabby.
Qin Changfeng solved his doubts and said with a smile: "I want to say that the world is just the weight of this cup of tea in my eyes. The Ghost King may not believe it, but it is the fact. As long as the Ghost King can bear it after drinking this cup of tea,
Stay there, from now on I will not appear in front of you, and wherever you, the ghost king, appear, I will automatically retreat!"
"Whether you avoid it or not, I will destroy the righteous path, but Wan might as well drink this cup of tea for you."
The arrogance in the Ghost King's heart was evident in his words, and he obviously didn't pay attention to the vague warning in Qin Changfeng's words. The reason why he made this trip was just because of the other party's record of slaying the Beast King twenty years ago, but even if
The former Beast King was no match for the Four Spirits Blood Formation now in front of him.
"Gulong!"
The Ghost King picked up the teacup, raised his head and drank all the weak tea without hesitation, then put the teacup down, turned around and walked away.
Just a cup of tea, even the most powerful poison in the world has no effect on him now.
Since he came with a large army, he never meant anything good!
However……
boom!
The moment he stepped out of the door, the Ghost King's expression changed drastically, and he turned extremely pale. He dropped his foot, and the earth shook, leaving a deep footprint on the ground. At the same time, he clenched his teeth and mustered up all the strength in his body, otherwise he was afraid of himself.
Will fall down on the spot!
"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Baguio was shocked, thinking he had been poisoned.
The Ghost King waved his hand, knowing that he was not poisoned, but simply suppressed by a terrifying pressure. Invisibly, it seemed as if there was a mountain pressing on his back at all times, making it difficult for him to walk, let alone fight.
"This is the weight of the world. Ghost King, you should go back. In fifteen years, after you have digested it, you will have made great progress. If you want to destroy the righteous way again, I will never stop you."
What the Ghost King drank was not poison, but it was certainly not just tea. Qin Changfeng condensed part of the cause and effect of this world in it, which was invisible and formless, but it was definitely not something that the Ghost King could withstand.
In short, if you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. Since the Ghost King cannot bear the weight of the world, he is naturally not qualified to sweep the world again.
