From the Ming Dynasty, we will conquer the world

Whether it was a pure-blooded dragon with high cultivation like Ao Qingqi, or a small and unorthodox sorcerer like Liu Yi, they could all feel the terrifying power contained in these two giant hands, and their faces changed.

Ao Qingqi subconsciously stood in front of Liu Yi, with the long sword at his waist half an inch unsheathed. The sword light spread out like a curtain, which was similar to the "Sky Dragon Water Mirror Cloud" used by King Jingyang before, but thinner.

Although Ao Qingqi is not following the ancient path of gods and demons, as a member of the dragon clan, his body is naturally tough and strong, and his essence is abundant, and the amount of food he consumes every day is countless.

She has been suppressed by King Jingyang until now, and has long been tortured by hunger to the point that her blood is exhausted and her essence is weakened. She has also been refined by the devil's fire and corroded by the Yin spring. Her cultivation is only 70% to 80% gone. When she uses her supernatural powers now, the power is naturally greatly weakened.

Even Liu Yi did not realize until this moment how weak Ao Qingqi was, and he couldn't help but feel some regret in his heart.

——If I had known this earlier, I might not have rashly released the fourth princess.

However, even so, Ao Qingqi still chose to stand in front of Liu Yi.

Just as Liu Yi concealed his worries from Ao Qingqi and acted calm, Ao Qingqi also pretended to be a dignified, powerful, luxurious and graceful princess.

This behavior, as well as her heroic face, made Xu Xing feel a sense of familiarity deep in his heart, and his eyes were filled with emotion.

In just a moment, Ao Zhengrong rushed out from behind Xu Xing. Ao Qingqi's magic weapon was indeed extraordinary, but it could not be hidden from Ao Zhengrong, who was also a member of the dragon clan.

The moment he saw Ao Qingqi, his whole body was shaking, tears welled up in his eyes, and words came to his throat, but he couldn't utter them at all.

The personalities of these two siblings have always been quite similar. They are both friendly with the Qiantang Dragon King, so their friendship is deep and extraordinary.

Especially in this time of demonic calamity, this family bond is even more precious.

Recalling the time when the devil's calamity was approaching, the Dongting Dragon Palace was overturned, and thousands of aquatic creatures, and even pure-blooded dragons, fell like rain under the attack of the devil. The lake water was dyed scarlet, and the 800-li Dongting Lake almost became a den of ghosts and a death place.

Even Ao Zhengrong's other six brothers and sisters were either killed on the spot or fell into a deep sleep, which shows how tragic that battle was.

If it weren't for the help of Kanglong Palace and Jinshan Temple, their Haijing Dragon Palace would have been completely destroyed. At that time, Ao Zhengrong was most concerned about his fourth sister who was far away in Annan.

He even felt a little relieved.

——Annan is far away from the Central Plains and has been a cold and bitter place since ancient times. I think it will not be coveted by too many demons.

That place is adjacent to the South China Sea. With Fourth Sister's magical powers, it is actually safer there than in the Dongting Dragon Palace, which is personally looked after by the Southern Demon.

But Ao Zhengrong did not expect that King Jingyang would resolutely choose to become a demon and even imprison Ao Qingqi.

Therefore, the Eighth Prince was naturally excited when he suddenly saw his long-lost sister. When Ao Zhengrong noticed Ao Qingqi's injuries, he felt a mixture of emotions and it was difficult to express in words.

Ao Qingqi smiled gently, opened his arms, embraced his brother in his broad arms, and said softly:
"Old Eight, long time no see."

When Liu Yi saw this scene, he felt his horizons broadened. In his impression, Ao Qingqi, apart from being ignorant of worldly affairs, has always been heroic, capable, and unimaginably tough.

But I never thought that she, who is like a Valkyrie, actually has such a kind and gentle side.

Ao Zhengrong sobbed softly in her arms, his face blushing, and he whispered shyly:
"Sister Qi..."

Ao Qingqi simply put her arm around Ao Zhengrong's back with her right hand and stroked his hair with her left hand, which made the Eighth Prince stop resisting.

While comforting Ao Zhengrong, the fourth princess raised her head, looked at Xu Xing, and said gracefully:
"This gentleman, could it be that you are the reinforcements Xiao Ba invited? May I ask what is your name?"

When Ao Zhengrong heard the word "reinforcements", his face froze and he found it difficult to speak.

These days, he and Xu Xing had been getting along quite well, without any grudges between them. It was not until he heard Ao Qingqi say this that Ao Zhengrong suddenly remembered this matter.

Strictly speaking, this old monster was not only not a rescuer, but also a thief who had trespassed into the Dragon Palace and the sea, wantonly slaughtered aquatic creatures, and forcibly abducted young dragons...

However, Ao Zhengrong was very familiar with Ao Qingqi's temperament. If he told her the truth, he was afraid that this fourth sister would not hesitate to detonate her inner elixir in the next moment and die together with the old monster.

She had been suppressed by King Jingyang for many years, and her mind was probably extremely sensitive, and she couldn't stand the slightest stimulation...

What's more, Ao Zhengrong had roughly figured out Xu Xing's personality after all these visits. He knew that although this old demon looked gentle and polite, he would be ruthless when he started to fight.

If Fourth Sister really takes the initiative to attack, I can’t stop her with my weak arms and legs. Never mind, I’ll just let her guess…

Thinking of this, Ao Zhengrong rolled his eyes and decided to keep silent and let Ao Qingqi use his imagination.

Xu Xing had no idea what he had done, and felt quite justified. He just smiled and said:
"I am walking slowly and stepping slowly. I am meeting the fourth princess. Although Xiao Ao and I met by chance, we hit it off right away. I wanted to take him in as my boy, so we traveled together."

Although Ao Zhengrong was ready to keep silent and let Xu Xing and Ao Qingqi do as they pleased, he couldn't help but roll his eyes inwardly when he heard the word "Tong'er".

——Fuck you, you’re not even my disciple!
But he was an optimist after all, so he changed his mind and comforted himself, never mind, let the boy be a boy, it was better than a mount.

Judging from the complicated methods of this old monster, his age is probably even older than that of his father. There is also a saying in the Tao that a boy is half a son and is closer to him than an ordinary disciple.

In this way, wouldn't I, the Eighth Prince, have been promoted to a higher generation level for nothing?
Although Ao Qingqi also felt that Tong'er's statement was a bit strange, but when she thought of Ao Zhengrong's usual naughty behavior, she still understood it and said:

"Xiao Ba has been spoiled by his father since he was a child. Let the master teach him a lesson. It will be a good opportunity to cure his stubborn temper."

After being suppressed for many years, although Ao Qingqi's magical powers had greatly declined, his vision was still there. He could naturally see that Xu Xing was unfathomable, and he could even recognize the Seal of the Water God in his hand.

It is obvious that King Jingyang died at his hands.

No matter where he came from, a strong man with such high combat power is naturally qualified to be Xiao Ba's teacher.

At this point, Ao Qingqi smiled again, let go of Ao Zhengrong, bowed to Xu Xingsao, clasped his fists and said:

"This time, I also want to thank Mr. Xu. If not for this, Liu Lang and I would have been hard-pressed to escape this disaster."

——Ranagi Lang? !

Hearing such an intimate name, Ao Zhengrong's previous admiring expression immediately disappeared, becoming extremely grim. His eyes suddenly condensed and narrowed into a thin slit, as if they were tempered into a sharp cold light, as if he wanted to cut Liu Yi into pieces.

After the incident with Prince Jingyang, Ao Zhengrong naturally felt displeased when he looked at Liu Yi, who seemed to be trying to take advantage of the situation.

However, he also knew that in order to save his fourth sister, Liu Yi had sacrificed many of his connections and taken risks to stay in Annan to share life and death and hardships with Ao Qingqi, but in the end he did not attack.

Even Liu Yi himself felt uncomfortable when he heard these two words. He gave a bitter smile and was about to speak when he saw Ao Zhengrong's sharp gaze piercing him, with even more bitterness.

Xu Xing could naturally feel this sinister atmosphere, and looking at Ao Qingqi's bright and beautiful smile without any gloom, he had to admit that his judgment might be wrong.

This Princess Ao Si might just be a silly girl.

However, Xu Xing had a better impression of this kind of person, so he smiled and waved his hand:
"Xu came to Annan to visit Qiantang Dragon Lord and ask for advice on the key to practicing the ancient great way of gods and demons.

Since you have something to ask for, it is only natural for me to help you solve some of your problems, so there is no need for you to thank me, Princess."

Xu Xing's nonchalant tone shocked Ao Qingqi, making him even more certain that Mr. Xu had an extraordinary background.

King Jingyang is considered to be quite famous in the cultivation world of China, but his strength is far beyond his fame. After he switched to practicing the magic sect, his power became even more unfathomable.

But even such a shrewd and unfathomable devil is just a minor trouble in Mr. Xu's eyes?
Ao Qingqi looked at Xu Xing with surprise, and then looked at Ao Zhengrong, only to see that this proud brother also had a look of conviction on his face, which shocked him even more.

——What is the origin of this Mr. Xu?
But soon, Ao Qingqi thought of something, frowned, and said with some worry:
"Mr. Xu just said that my uncle has also come to Annan, but..."

What Ao Qingqi did not say was actually known to the three of them. After all, the Qiantang Dragon King's fame, or rather his notoriety, was too loud.

Everyone knows that the ability of the Second Lord of the Dragon Palace to cause trouble is as strong as his fighting ability. If he were to come here in person, how could the Annan territory possibly keep the word "An"?

Xu Xing shook his sleeves, released Yu Qinglin's remaining soul, and said solemnly:

"I'm afraid I'll have to ask him for advice on this matter."

At this time, Li Xiuru also drove the "Jiutu Hidden Sword Talisman" and led Zuo Qingtian here, and Xu Xing and others also moved to the shore.

Only then did Ao Qingqi notice the horrific remains left behind by Xu Xing's previous fight with King Jingyang.

The huge lake shocked her even more. She realized that King Jingyang, who had turned to practicing magic over the years, had made progress beyond her imagination.

Ao Qingqi couldn't help but look up and looked at Xu Xing with a little awe, because although King Jingyang was strong, wasn't he still killed by the man in front of him in a very short time?

Seeing that Liu Yi was safe and sound, Zuo Qingtian also breathed a sigh of relief. The two did not say much, but just nodded to each other and smiled.

As independent cultivators struggling to survive from day to day, they face life-threatening dangers almost every day, and separation and death are commonplace.

In their view, although An Ran's reunion was worth celebrating, it was not a big deal.

Looking at the two people's behavior, Xu Xing couldn't help but sigh.

Facing life and death, these independent cultivators who have lost hope and are in imminent danger are, on the contrary, more open-minded and calm than the orthodox gods like King Jingyang who have been worshipped for hundreds of years and have the hope of eternal life.

Then, how many independent cultivators like Zuo Qingtian and Liu Yi are there in the world who do not care about life and death, value loyalty and promises, and once an agreement is made, they will not hesitate to go to any mountain to conquer it?
Thinking of this, Xu Xing recalled Zuo Qingtian's previous indifferent words describing the miserable life of the wandering cultivators, and an idea suddenly emerged in his mind.

Isn't it more worthy of immortality for such a person?

After Zuo Qingtian nodded, he pushed Li Xiuru out and introduced him to Liu Yi:

“This is Brother Li Xiuru, a disciple of the Qingcheng Sword Sect and a direct descendant of the Li family. He is also a half-heir of the Golden Needle Method of the medical family Xu Hanwen.

This time, it was Xu Hanwen who asked him to come out and save you."

Liu Yi was quite surprised to hear about the identity of Qingcheng Taoist and the direct descendant of Li family. Seeing this, Zuo Qingtian did not hide anything and told him everything that had happened recently.

His words were quite plain and simple, without any exaggeration, completely straightforward, yet also particularly moving.

When Liu Yi heard that the two of them were willing to cross the demon tide for him and even encountered the old devil like the Black Mountain Old Demon, he couldn't help but be moved.

The Feng Shui sorcerer put on a serious expression, shook his sleeves, stepped forward quickly, bowed to Li Xiuru and Xu Xing, and said:

"Thank you, Brother Li, for your help. Thank you, Senior Xu, for your help."

Xu Xing just smiled it off. After all, Li Xiuru was still young and shy. Seeing Liu Yi being so serious, he felt a little shy, but he couldn't help cheering in his heart.

Although Li Xiuru couldn't handle the praise and thanks from others, he still liked it very much.

For him, the feeling of helping others is far more satisfying than killing.

It’s a pity that in today’s world where demons and ghosts are rampant, Li Xiuru’s idea is too naive.

Even the elders in the Qingcheng clan who loved him very much could not accept it.

The only people who agreed with this and were willing to support Li Xiuru were his master and the medical successor Xu Xian, Xu Hanwen.

After hearing this story, Ao Qingqi paid more attention to Xu Xing's actions and the Black Mountain Old Demon. He frowned and said:

"The Southern Branch of the Demon Sect again?"

The Black Mountain Old Demon is a rising master of the Demonic Sect in the past few decades. Ao Qingqi had already been suppressed at that time, so naturally no one knew his origins.

However, the Dragon Palace lineage is extremely sensitive to Youyou Yama Heaven, so Ao Qingqi also instinctively realized that there may be other hidden stories behind this series of events.

Xu Xing pulled out Yu Qinglin's residual soul, waved it in front of Li Xiuru, and asked:
"Xiu Ru, is this person from your Qingcheng Sword Sect?"

Although he had recognized Yu Qinglin just now, when Li Xiuru saw this familiar face again, there was still a look of disbelief in his eyes.

"This is Senior Brother Yu from the Songfeng Temple of Yunya Peak. He is the direct disciple of the Peak Master, Senior Uncle Pei..."

Hearing the words "Songfeng Temple on Yunya Peak", except for Xu Xing, Zuo Qingtian and Liu Yi's expressions changed. Even Ao Zhengrong and Ao Qingqi were moved.

Although it is said that the Qingcheng Sword Sect has thirty-six peaks, seventy-two caves, and one hundred and eight scenic spots, there are only a few peaks where great immortals sit, and Yunya Peak is one of them.

Pei Zhengsheng, the master of Songfeng Temple on Yunya Peak, is not only a great swordsman, but also a disciple of the Hedong Pei family. He has inherited sword skills from the Pei swordsman, and has also mastered the essence of Qingcheng swordsmanship. Combining the strengths of both families, he is indeed one of the most unfathomable among the swordsmen of the Qingcheng Sword Sect.

Although this man came from a wealthy and powerful family, he was very brave and courageous. When he was at the level of a real person, he once went deep into the Ten Thousand Mountains, challenged a group of demon kings, and defeated them. He then entered Mount Wutai, fought against the leader of the Evil Sword Sect, the Old Ancestor Hunxie, and defeated him again. As a result, he became famous throughout the world and his reputation as a chivalrous hero spread far and wide. Together with another great real person from the Li family, they were known as the twin pillars of the Sword Sect.

In the past, when the devil calamity came, Pei Zhengsheng, who had become a great immortal, was responsible for guarding the Jianmen Pass. He sealed the pass with a sword, and the sword energy and sword intent were so overwhelming that it turned into a mighty river. The vast mountains were the river channel, rushing freely, cleansing the evil atmosphere in the world. The traces of it still exist today, and it is spectacular.

But how could his disciple be with King Jingyang?
Everyone looked at each other, and no one could think of an answer. Ao Zhengrong once again took on the task of explaining and told Xu Xing about Yu Qinglin and the origin of Songfeng Temple on Yunya Peak.

After listening to this, Xu Xing pondered for a moment and suddenly asked:
"Everyone, do any of you know any magic like soul-searching, or any magical power?"

As for the affairs of Yu Qinglin and Pei Zhengsheng, at least for now, Xu Xing is not that concerned.

For him, the most important thing at the moment is to find clues related to Qiantang Dragon King from Yu Qinglin's remaining soul.

But when they heard this question, everyone fell silent, and there was a hint of unclear meaning in their eyes when they looked at Xu Xing.

The same thought was running through their minds.

The soul-searching techniques in this world, without exception, are all inherited from the demon sect. After all, the demons are creatures that roam in the void, can switch between form and formlessness at will, and feed on the spiritual foundation of ordinary cultivators.

The practice of Xuanmen cultivation emphasizes the words "purity" and "emptiness". No matter whether it is to protect the clarity of one's own Tao foundation or to avoid being taken advantage of by the devil, there is no need to resort to such means.

Generally speaking, if someone claims that he knows the soul-searching technique, he is either a member of the Demon Sect, a relative or slave of the Heavenly Demon, or even the Heavenly Demon himself. There are rarely any exceptions.

Therefore, even Liu Yi and Zuo Qingtian, who were knowledgeable and experienced in their field of cultivation, had never seen anyone talk about the Soul Searching Technique so calmly.

Finally, it was Ao Zhengrong who spoke up and reminded tactfully:

"Senior, the soul-searching technique is a legacy of the Demon Sect. Yu Qinglin and King Jingyang are having an affair, so he might have been infected with the demon. If we search his soul rashly, he might be infected by the demon and his foundation would be damaged."

After hearing this, Xu Xing just raised his eyebrows and said:
"You mean you don't understand? Then do you have any way to pry open the mouth of this remnant soul?" "Uh..."

Everyone looked at the remnant soul and fell silent again. This was not just helplessness, it was even a bit speechless.

Yu Qinglin's sword embryo, along with his soul and body, were all cut off by Xu Xing's sword. If it were not for the nourishment of the huge Yi wood essence, his foundation would have gradually collapsed, but the speed was greatly slowed down.

Now, he can't even be said to be a dying man with half of his body buried in the ground, but he is basically 99% dead, with only a little residual warmth left to symbolize that he had once lived.

How can we make a thing like this, which can't even be a ghost, speak?
I think that even if the person from Youyou Yamatian, who is the best at communicating with the underworld and manipulating ghosts, is here, he would be at a loss.

Xu Xing sighed and said:
"Since you all can't do it, I can only try my best."

The others didn't know Xu Xing well, and they all looked at each other in confusion. They didn't understand what methods he had. Could he really bring the dead back to life?

Ao Zhengrong, who was most familiar with Xu Xing, couldn't help but be shocked, because he knew that this old monster always had a purpose and never said anything he was not sure of.

Thinking back to Xu Xing's unparalleled supreme magical power of creating the void, as well as his various and all-encompassing methods, an idea suddenly came to his mind.

——This old monster, could it be that he is proficient in magic?

Yu Qinglin's injuries were caused by Xu Xing himself, so no one knew better than him that he was basically dead.

However, sometimes, dead people are more useful than living people.

For example, right now.

Xu Xing formed the Heavenly Drum Thunder Sound Seal in his hand, and the yin and yang energies intertwined and collided behind him, finally stirring up a pure green lightning flash, followed by a deep and powerful thunder.

The thunder seemed to come from the infinitely distant sky. It was extremely dull, but it did not make people feel depressed at all. Instead, it gave people a sense of vitality.

Ao Qingqi and Ao Zhengrong's eyes were a little fluctuating. They recognized the aura contained in this thunder, which was quite similar to the "Dutian Yi Mu Qingxiao Divine Thunder" in the Xuanmen Thunder Technique, but also a little different.

This kind of thunder method is born from the transformation of Yi wood essence. It is not good at killing, but it is very capable of stimulating vitality. It has the same nature as the spring thunder at the time of "Qingzhe".

Thunder is the pivot of yin and yang.

Since Xu Xing understood the Yin and Yang of Tai Chi, he could naturally wield the power of thunder. This method of thunder was learned by him from the big locust tree. The sound of thunder also contained the meaning of Buddhism's destruction of heterodoxy and awakening the world.

As soon as this thunder sounded, the Yi wood essence that originally filled Yu Qinglin's remaining soul spontaneously condensed and transformed into blue-gold characters that were smaller than rice grains. They connected into pieces of Tantric scriptures and formed into a pagoda, which completely wrapped up the remaining soul.

Then, everyone saw that the remaining soul of Yu Qinglin, in his ignorance, was actually sitting cross-legged under the pagoda with his hands in a seal, unconsciously reciting this scripture that even the Ao siblings had never heard of.

However, Ao Qingqi was older after all, and although he didn't know where this scripture came from, he recognized Xu Xing's method and said in surprise:
"The method of salvation?!"

What Xu Xing used was the Tantric method of salvation. He had used it to convert Wu Xingyun in the Southern Song Dynasty, making this vicious and cruel Tianshan Tonglao completely turn over a new leaf.

However, he has never liked this method and has never delved into it, so he just put it aside.

It was not until he saw Shangri-La in the previous world and obtained Temujin's complete memories that Xu Xing gained a new understanding and feeling about the Tantric method of manipulating the power of incense and vows and achieving enlightenment.

Although Temujin's boxing techniques during battles were a combination of the essence of the God of War Atlas, his life experiences, and his tenacious will, his Buddhist teachings were also extremely profound, and even his cultivation of the "Heaven-Changing and Earth-Striking Method" was better than that of Phags-pa.

If he did not have such attainments, Genghis Khan would not have been revered as the Chakravartin by the Tantric Buddhism. What's more, he had personally experienced a reincarnation, so his understanding of the "Great Method of Changing Heaven and Strike the Earth" was naturally more profound.

Now Xu Xing was going to use the initiation technique to forcibly activate the "Heaven-Changing and Earth-Strike Method" to make Yu Qinglin reincarnate several times in an instant, turning him into a complete devout believer and revealing the secret on his own.

This is also because of Ao Zhengrong’s reminder.

Although Xu Xing had seen two great masters of the demon sect, the Black Mountain Old Demon and the King of Jingyang, he had never fought against the most bewitching and omnipresent Free Demon in the legend.

Therefore, in order to prevent any unexpected events, he simply spent more time and energy.

While Yu Qinglin was chanting Buddhist scriptures, his soul essence emanated from him, evolving into a series of pictures, including his past as a bandit in Guan County, his experience learning swordsmanship in the Qingcheng Sword Sect, and some trivial matters.

After all, he is now just a remnant of his soul. Even if Xu Xing has extraordinary magical powers, he is unable to organize Yu Qinglin's consciousness into a complete whole. He can only let it scatter freely and chaotically.

Finally, a picture appeared, which was a huge red dragon that almost spanned the sky, and continuous mountain ranges.

An expression of infinite pain suddenly appeared on his pious and focused face, and the picture was changed to a tall figure in white clothes as white as snow, who seemed to be a lone figure in the world.

The next moment, an invisible sword intent slashed out from the depths of Yu Qinglin's soul, completely destroying his consciousness.

Although there was only a trace of sword intent, it was the most condensed and pure one Xu Xing had ever seen in his life. Compared with it, even his own spiritual thoughts were far inferior.

The sword was full of righteousness and as bright as the sun and the moon, without any impurities. It was blazing and brilliant, and the sword cut Xu Xing's forehead.

Xu Xing let out a light exclamation and changed his hand seals again. Among the five internal organs, the liver, which corresponded to the eastern wood element, lit up with a blue-green light, and in the light appeared a statue of an infinitely magnificent, bright and holy Buddha.

It is the Immovable Tathagata of the East.

The locust tree in his sleeve also lit up with balls of emerald green light, transforming into a wave of thunder with splashing light and shadows, completely submerging the trace of sword intent.

The onlookers had not expected such a change, and they all flew back, retreating more than thirty feet away. In this world of thirty feet, there were only rolling green thunder, boiling like anger, and loud thunder, shaking the heaven and earth.

After a while, Xu Xing fluttered his long sleeves and put the big locust tree into his sleeves. He turned his head and looked at the Confucian scholar who was holding the sword talisman and ready for battle. He raised his eyebrows and asked:
"Xiu Ru, does your Sword Sect Master really have the habit of planting sword intent in his disciples?"

"This……"

Seeing this scene, no matter how naive Li Xiuru was, he knew what had happened and could not hide his horror.

"Could it be that Master Pei really..."

Xu Xing did not express any opinion on this. He just recalled the artistic conception of the sword just now and looked into the distance with a deep gaze.

This was the first time that Xu Xing deeply felt the power of the Great Immortal level in this world. It was indeed a whole level higher than his current position.

With such sword intent and sword power, he is indeed worthy of being recognized by this world as the pure swordsman who is best at killing, fighting, slaying demons and exterminating evil.

Except for Xu Xing, the others looked at each other with solemn expressions, and were speechless for a moment.

Although they had expected this when they knew Yu Qinglin's identity, they were all speechless after witnessing this scene.

After all, that was not someone else, but Pei Zhengsheng!
But why him? !

How could it be him? !
However, before finding out the truth, the first thing they had to do was to find the whereabouts of Qiantang Dragon King.

Liu Yi spoke first, and said in a deep voice:
"I saw that place very clearly just now. It should be Kuyan Mountain on the border of the Shiwan Mountains. It is about 700 to 800 miles away from here.

The strata within a hundred miles of Kuyan Mountain are weak, and there are often nine kinds of evil spirits and even eruptions of poisonous flames. It is a dangerous place.

Those old demons must have taken advantage of the terrain to set up an array here to trap the Dragon King."

Liu Yi is the orthodox descendant of the Feng Shui tradition. The compass in his hand is a rare item passed down from generation to generation in this ancient Taoist tradition. He took a risk to find it in the Ten Thousand Mountains in the past.

Since then, Liu Yi often relied on his magic of looking for dragon points, seeking good fortune and avoiding danger to travel through the Ten Thousand Mountains, collecting natural treasures and gathering information on all kinds of rare and exotic animals in exchange for supplies for his cultivation.

Therefore, his knowledge of the Shiwān Mountains was naturally extraordinary, and he could tell where the Qiantang Dragon King was at a glance.

Xu Xing turned his head and looked at the strongest fighter besides himself, and said in a deep voice:
"There are many experts there, so it would be faster for me to go alone. You protect them first and search the water palace of King Jingyang. Wait for me to come back."

Upon hearing this, Ao Zhengrong knew that this was the best strategy at the moment.

This group of demons dared to attack Qiantang Dragon King, they must have had a plan in advance. Apart from Xu Xing, no one else could shake the situation. If the others rashly followed them, they would only be a burden.

Therefore, the Eighth Prince nodded, without saying anything extra, and handed his rotten silver spear to Xu Xing, saying in a deep voice:
"Senior, take this with you. Once my uncle sees it, he will understand what is going on and we won't have to waste any more words."

Ao Zhengrong knew that Long Jun had a violent temper. If he was ambushed, it would be even more difficult for him to distinguish right from wrong. When he saw Xu Xing coming to help, he would think that it was a conspiracy by the enemy and would attack first. So he gave him this item to prove his identity.

Liu Yi also stretched out his index finger and touched his forehead, telling Xu Xing the detailed location of Kuyan Mountain.

Xu Xing took the rotten silver spear and, without saying much, he rose from the ground, carrying with him the essence of water veins and the pure energy of Yi wood that had not yet dissipated from this place, and transformed into a long rainbow of green and blue, rushing straight towards the Kuyan Mountain.

With the speed of his escape method, and with the help of the two magic weapons, Ximo Kunfeng and Lanyin Spear, he had already exceeded the speed of sound, and it didn't take too long for him to reach Kuyan Mountain.

After a while, I walked down and looked ahead. I saw green shade like a sea, which suddenly stopped at a certain line. Going forward, there were endless stretches of sand and rocks, forming a desolate area like the Gobi Desert.

The further forward you go, the more the ground becomes black and red. The soil in front of you is glowing dark red, magma is surging and rolling in the cracks, and the entire ground is like a pot of molten and boiling purgatory soup.

The smoke and dust that permeated the surface carried with it the scorching air currents that seemed to rise from the ground, gathering into an iron-gray haze cloud that covered the sky.

At the junction of heaven and earth, between the loess, there is a majestic mountain rising from the ground. In the center of the mountain is an extremely huge tiankeng, which is bottomless and filled with endless flames, like a sea of ​​fire.

This is Kuyan Mountain.

Thick black smoke rolled and surged like a flag fluttering in the wind. There were six circular altars around the tiankeng, and on each altar sat a monk holding a flag. All of them had a solemn aura and were at the realm of true immortals.

The banners were painted with images of Asuras, Yakshas, ​​evil spirits and other secret demons. The six flags were constantly fluttering, and the entire sky of the mountain was covered in dense, overlapping blood-red clouds.

Countless blood flames exploded overhead and smashed down towards the big pit with a fierce momentum, just like a meteorite breaking apart and scattering into billions of sparks, turning the sky and the earth into a sea of ​​blood.

The blood-flame lightning that was raging across the sky was surging and rolling like a raging storm, shooting towards the pit. Even though Xu Xing saw it from afar, he felt a long-lost burning sensation.

This Yin Lei Blood Flame Array uses the veins of the Kuran Mountain to stir up the poisonous flames of the Earth's Lungs. It also uses the secret method of the Northern Yaksha Shura Heaven to attract countless blood sea demons here. Its power is so great that it is much greater than King Jingyang's Water Palace Array.

If King Jingyang, relying on hundreds of years of management and ruling the divine realm, is able to make the Great Immortal have some trouble, then this formation can completely suppress or even kill the Great Immortal.

However, although countless Yin thunders, blood flames,罡气, and demons attacked one after another, they could only create a series of sparks when they hit the crystal clear scales of the giant dragon in the formation, which looked like molten gems.

The red dragon's body was twisted and coiled, more than thirty feet long, and its limbs were strong and powerful, its scales were shining, its head and horns were pointed to the sky, and its eyes were full of arrogance and disdain. It roared:

"Do you think you can do anything to someone just by doing this?!"

The six real men in the main formation felt the strain when they saw this scene and couldn't help but secretly groan.

In fact, one of the reasons why King Jingyang spared Ao Qingqi's life was to attract more sea creatures to come here and refine their essence and souls into various magic treasures.

The Qiantang Dragon King, who diligently practices the ancient great way of gods and demons, has abundant essence, a strong physique, and is ferocious and violent. He is undoubtedly the most worthy target for refining in the sea realm.

In order to deal with the Qiantang Dragon King, the Northern Yaksha Shura Heaven, the Wutai Mountain Evil Sword Sect, the Southern Xinjiang Chigu Ridge, and Youyou Yama Heaven itself, who conspired with King Jingyang, spent countless natural treasures and sacrificed countless lives to set up this "Yin Thunder Blood Flame Array".

Although it is very costly, it will all be meaningful as long as it succeeds in the end.

But no one expected one thing. Although Qiantang Dragon King had received the divine talisman, he had never tried to control the Qiantang water veins through it. Instead, he regarded controlling the clouds and rain, and regulating the essence of mountains and rivers as a kind of practice, and accomplished it all purely with magic power and physical body.

Therefore, when the demonic calamity came, the Dragon King was not affected much at all, and his cultivation of the ancient ways of gods and demons was far more powerful than they had imagined.

The "Yin Lei Xue Yan Formation" that he originally thought was a sure win seemed to be unable to control him!

However, in the large formation, the Qiantang Dragon King, who seemed arrogant and contemptuous of everything, was not as calm as he appeared.

Because besides the six main formation masters, there were three "people" who had not taken any action. They just used their skills and landed outside the formation, looking at this place from afar, and each of them remained motionless.

Among them was a man wearing mixed clothes and straw sandals, with a sinister face, fluttering sleeves, and five balls of brilliant silver light lingering around him. He was extremely fierce and powerful. It was none other than the leader of the Evil Sword Sect of Mount Wutai, Old Ancestor Hunxie.

Although this man was defeated by Pei Zhengsheng in the past, he managed to escape with his life. He learned from his mistakes and became braver. Although he has not yet reached the level of a great immortal, he has collected the mysterious energy of Gengjin, mixed it with the evil energy of the earth and lungs, and poisonous fire, and practiced a set of "Five Absolute Golden Flame Divine Swords".

This set of flying swords is extremely powerful, with the elements of Gengjin and Lihuo, and mixed with poisonous evil spirits originating from the earth's lungs. No matter what kind of magic weapon it is, once it is slashed by his flying swords, it will be shattered into pieces. Even if it is just the overflowing sword energy, it is enough to corrode the Taoist foundation of a real person and burn his soul.

Thanks to the sword skills that Patriarch Hunxie has been immersed in for many years, which are enough to establish his own school, and with the help of such a magic sword, he can even fight with ordinary great masters, and not only will he not be at a disadvantage, but he can also come and go freely.

However, even so, he is still the one among the three who poses the least threat to Qiantang Dragon King.

Behind the old ancestor Hunxie was a burly man with a bare chest, wearing only a bright straw raincoat, all colorfully covered, and extremely eye-catching.

The man had thick and luxuriant hair, knotty muscles, and exceptionally developed masseter muscles on his face. His pair of ink-black eyes stared at the Qiantang Dragon King, and his two rows of sharp white teeth kept crossing each other, spitting out sparks, making him look particularly ferocious and arrogant.

This is because he is not a human being, but a witch god respected by all the Miao villages in Chiguling. His original form is an alien monster with nine heads, four claws and two wings, so he is called the Nine-Headed King.

This nine-headed king is not only physically strong and proficient in Miao witchcraft and sorcery, but also, like King Jingyang, possesses the power of thousands of years of Miao worship and vows. He is notorious and feared in southern Xinjiang. He is one of the most powerful left-wingers in the world and has long ascended to the position of Great Immortal, which naturally overshadows the old man Hunxie.

However, the opponent that Qiantang Dragon King paid the most attention to and was most wary of was not the Nine-Headed King, but another burly old man with an ape-like back, a wasp waist, arms that went beyond his knees, and angry hair and beard.

The old man's skin was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, his arms were covered with rugged scales, and his whole body was emitting rich blood energy, making him look like a drought demon.

Moreover, he is not just a drought demon who was born with the power of disaster and wants to turn the world into a barren land, but a drought demon who has obtained the true teachings of Yaksha Shura and has developed the body of Asura!

Beside him, there was a spear with a barrel as crystal clear as black jade, as thick as a goose egg, and about ten feet long. The spear tassel was dark red, formed by the condensation of essence and blood. The spear head was extremely cold and heavy, sharper than the Five Absolute Swords of the Ancestor Hunxie.

This person is none other than Wang Yanzhang, the most capable and trusted general under the command of Yaksha Shura Tiandao Lord, known as the "Iron Spear General". He is a master of spear skills, and is rarely matched.

Wang Tieqiang was a military hero during his lifetime. He always believed in the creed that "a leopard's death leaves its skin, a man's death leaves his name". He once helped the northern demons to capture cities and strongholds and killed people everywhere, earning himself a notorious reputation.

After he died on the battlefield, he was haunted by the ghost of his wronged friend. The Northern Sky Demon used his supreme magical powers to transform him into a drought demon that killed dragons and swallowed clouds, leaving a thousand miles of scorched earth wherever he passed.

After becoming the Hanba, Wang Yanzhang enlisted the help of the Eastern Sky Demon Huang Jutian and cultivated the body of an Asura, becoming even more powerful than before!

Even though Qiantang Jun has always been arrogant and domineering, he still has to act with caution when facing this military hero who was originally a drought demon and then transformed into an Asura.

What's more, the ground of Kuyan Mountain is weak and there is drought all year round, which is more suitable for this drought demon to display his life's learning! (End of this chapter)