Fengyunlu

"Brother, I've stayed here long enough, it's time to say goodbye. As time goes by, let's go our separate ways." As soon as the Demon King finished speaking, with a hint of sadness, he waved his hand, signaling everyone to cease fighting, then he left the battlefield like a gust of wind and headed straight for the Fairy Demon Island.

In the sky, several masters responded to the call of the Demon King, led by Blood Crow, White Wolf, Old Ape and other elites of the Fairy Demon Hall. They fought fiercely with the enemy, used their true essence and magic weapons to carve a bloody path through the enemy formation, and then retreated to the side of the Demon King. They exchanged glances and floated lightly to the hundreds of disciples outside the Thunder Pool.

Following their actions, Jiu Tian Yuan Jun, Bai Xiyuan and others also retreated one after another, some of them fell beside Ji Yao, and some ran towards Luo Hongchen. For a moment, with the earth-shattering blow of the demon king, the battle in the thunder pool temporarily subsided, and the forces of all parties began to return to their own camps, starting a new round of confrontation.

"The Demon King has come from afar this time. As a guest, although we are now in someone else's territory, I am thick-skinned. Taking advantage of this good place, how can I not entertain the Demon King well? Besides, our friendship remains, so there are some things that need to be made clear." Luo Hongchen responded loudly, and his words revealed that he did not intend to let the Demon King leave easily.

Fairy Ji Yao also chimed in: "With Mr. Luo in charge, we won't let the demon king leave easily."

"That's right. Fairy Ji Yao's words represent our position. My Cang Yun clan will not let the Demon King leave easily." Bai Xiyuan slowly drifted forward and finally landed beside Ji Yao, providing her with invisible support.

At this time, Lei Gong, the real ruler of Leiming Mountain, said calmly: "Leave Moqiu behind, and the others can leave slowly."

These words slowly reached the ears of the demon king, and he could not help but frown slightly. In fact, he was not willing to take action at this time, because there was some unknown connection between him and Leiming Mountain. Although he was emotionally more inclined to his wife, the various complex relationships involved were difficult to tell to outsiders.

However, the spiritual message he just received was from the Second Saint of the Clouds, who personally asked him to assist Moqiu at all costs. If it were anyone else, even if it was Sect Leader Xu Yida, if such a spiritual message came at this moment, even if he, the Demon King, had the ability to sever the ties of poverty, he would not easily show any mercy.

But the two saints in the cloud were different. They not only had rich experience and respected status, but more importantly, the demon king had a deep friendship with the two couples. In addition to the friendship between the prisoner and the poor family, as well as the last request before his death, the demon king would basically agree as long as the request was not too excessive. Even if things were difficult, even if Xu Yi did not get the support of the demon king, as long as the two saints in the cloud came forward, everything could be discussed.

This is why Xu Yi chose to summon Mo Qiu at this time, and why he used a heart-laboring spell to draw out Feng Chen's demonic energy, and then activated the Mo Wen Sword, an extremely powerful backup, in order to ensure that Mo Qiu's trip would go smoothly, or at least save his life. Because of the arrival of the Immortal Concubine, the Demon King would definitely go out in person, so that no matter what the other party's purpose was, whether there was support or who came to help, Mo Qiu's trip would be successful.

As for how Xu Yi calculated that Bai Ximo would take Fengchen to the north to worship in the next few days, the involvement in the process is very complicated and it is difficult to explain it in a few words. In short, Xu Yi can calculate everything and dominate everything, not because he can predict the future, but because from the layout, entry to the control of the game, every step, every detail and even every link are closely connected through clever means, seemingly ordinary but also like accidental, whether it is news, intelligence or opportunity, it is what the participants should see.

Xu Yi didn't know how long this scheme had been set up, nor did he know where it started. He also didn't know how many people were involved in it, or how many more people would join in the future, or even whether he himself was in it. No one knew all of this, and no one could understand it.

The only one who could guess some of the inside story was the sloppy Mo Wenjian, but his behavior was always unexpected, making it difficult to figure out what he was trying to do.

Perhaps the demon king could understand a little, but he was just guessing, just guessing, and he didn't really care whether his guess was correct or not. What really concerned him was the people in prison back then, and the things he had planned for his afterlife.

Having said that, although he had some opinions about Xu Yi's ambition and felt that he might not serve Han Men wholeheartedly, when the two saints in the cloud approached Xu Yi, he did not say much and let them go. In the past hundred years, he did not intervene much. After all, as long as Han Men could hold on, no matter how much Xu Yi messed up, it would not really shake his foundation. So, he chose to stand aside and watch the changes.

However, now that the Second Saint of the Clouds came to ask for his help, he could not just sit back and watch. He said to Master Lei: "Master Lei, my wife is in a little trouble today. She doesn't want to get involved and just wants to leave safely. But there are some things I can't ignore, so I might offend her later." Although there was a bit of helplessness in his words, his tone was firm. He knew in his heart that as the king of a country, there were some things he couldn't avoid. Even if he didn't want to get involved in these things, he had to stand up for the stability of the demon race.

Before he finished speaking, he turned to Luo Hongchen again: "Brother Luo, we knew each other before. You are quite upright, unlike those guys who pretend to be so. I have always admired you. But today, we may have to fight again, just as if we were to finish the fight that we didn't finish before." There was a little apology in his words, but more of it was respect for Luo Hongchen. He knew that Luo Hongchen was a worthy opponent, and even if they had to fight each other today, he didn't want to lose respect for Luo Hongchen.

As soon as he finished speaking, the demon king stood up. Although he was thin, he had an amazing aura, as if he could shake the world. He flashed around everyone and appeared directly beside Luo Hongchen. Then he shook his robe, and the spiritual power around him seemed to be controlled by him. He only fought with Luo Hongchen. His movements were as fast as lightning and decisive, as if everything was under his control. His power was powerful and mysterious, making it unpredictable.

At the same time, he seemed to be able to mobilize the spiritual power of the entire thunder pool, and even the power of the immortal veins of Thunder Mountain seemed to be controlled by him. Even big figures like Luo Hongchen and Lei Gong felt the pressure. His power seemed to be able to affect the whole world, making all opponents feel powerless.

Luo Hongchen wanted to use the Great Emperor Diagram, but found that he couldn't use it at all, as if he was restrained by some invisible force. His movements were restricted, his strength was restrained, and he felt unprecedented pressure.

Luo Hongchen was shocked and looked up. Although the demon king did not bring any magic weapons, his power could cut off the connection between heaven and earth. Although Luo Hongchen felt that the demon king was quite powerful, he did not believe that he could easily cut off the connection between heaven and earth. He was full of doubts and felt incredible about the demon king's power.

Luo Hongchen was puzzled, and observed the demon king carefully again, and found that there was a divine thought in his eyes, and there seemed to be a phantom bursting out of his body, as if there was a mountain top. Every corner of the Thunder Mountain seemed to be covered by his invisible energy, whether it was the immortal veins and divine roots, or the magic weapons in his hands, or even the Yuanshen Zifu and Zhenyuan of everyone on the scene, were faintly restrained by this invisible energy. His power was everywhere, pervasive, and no one could escape.

At the same time, there is a sense of devouring, not only for the spiritual power of the magic weapon, but also for the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and even the spiritual body and soul, making people feel that the operation is not smooth, as if the magic weapon will be devoured as soon as it comes out. His power is not only powerful, but also full of devouring, which makes people feel terrified.

"Luobing Cliff!! I didn't expect that your demon king actually had such a treasure." Luo Hongchen understood and said something, then stretched out his hand and made a small cut in the air, and directly reached out and took out a red sword. His movements were swift and decisive, as if everything was under his control. His power was powerful and mysterious, making it impossible to grasp.

The sword was covered in bloodstains, which had dried for who knows how many years, and had turned black and burnt, as if it would break into powder and fly away with the wind if scraped. But there seemed to be something creepy hidden in the bloodstains, which made people feel extremely cold, and as they followed their eyes, it seemed to penetrate into their minds, making people feel cold on their backs. This sword was full of mystery and danger, and people dared not touch it easily.

"Girl, although this sword is dangerous, it is specially designed to break Changli. I won't be able to take care of you later. Remember, don't use it easily unless it is absolutely necessary, especially don't get emotional easily." After Luo Hongchen finished his instructions, he handed the sword to Ji Yao and then fought with the demon king. His actions were full of determination. He knew that this battle would be a life-and-death battle, and he had to go all out.

The two of them flew up and stood opposite each other in the purple clouds in the sky. They both knew that at this moment, except for Mo Wenjian, no one else on the top of Thunder Mountain was in their eyes. As long as they could hold each other back, everything would turn around. As for the victory or defeat between the two of them, to put it bluntly, it was not a matter of life or death, and it would probably be difficult to determine the winner for a while. Even if the demon king had stronger means, or Luo Hongchen had hidden his incompetence in his early years, once the two of them started fighting, no one would be able to get involved. Their battle was full of unknowns and variables, but they all understood that the outcome of this battle would determine the fate of the entire Thunder Mountain.

Fairy Ji Yao stretched out her hand, took the red sword, and gently waved it. The true energy flowed, and the surrounding area within ten feet instantly became icy cold. Imagine, if this sword is used at full power, how powerful it will be! Wherever the sword energy goes, even the air seems to solidify, making people curious about how spectacular it will be when this sword strikes at full power.

"When the red makeup comes out, the long-lasting hatred of separation, thirty-three layers of lovesickness array." Fairy Ji Yao whispered, as if the sword contained the story of a love-struck woman who could not get the love she wanted, and turned into a magic array just to keep her lover. This sword seemed to carry a sad and beautiful legend, and every time it was swung, it seemed to be telling a story about love and hate.

"Lovesickness is bitter, Fairy Ji Yao, just put down this sword and don't let it disturb your mind." Mo Wenjian sighed, staring at the Red Makeup Sword, as if he had something to hide, so he could only persuade her softly. His words revealed his fear of the sword, as if he was fully aware of the danger behind it.

Fairy Ji Yao turned around after hearing this, and understood what Luo Hongchen had said before. This sword must have its uniqueness. Her heart was as calm as water, and she was rarely affected by the outside world. But as soon as she held the Red Makeup Sword in her hand, her heart couldn't help but mutter to herself. She hadn't fully mastered the power of this sword, so she was always cautious when using it.

Thinking of this, Fairy Ji Yao exchanged for the Bai Yi Sword and put the Hong Zhuang Sword into her bag. But she didn't really understand this sword, and just kept it in the Purple Palace. How could she resist this sword of lovesickness? Even Luo Hongchen didn't dare to put it in the palace easily. He had always used special means to hide it outside his body and only used it remotely when needed. The mystery and danger of this sword made even the master Luo Hongchen stay away from it.

"Let's begin." Xuan Ling flew up lightly, Bai Yi Sword turned into a phoenix, and Fairy Ji Yao attacked again. This time Bai Yi Sword was just a feint, and the real killer move was Xuan Ling. She used tactics skillfully, Bai Yi Sword provided cover, but the real killer move was Xuan Ling.

I saw a fairy flower blooming in the sky, transformed by Xuan Ling, beautiful and sacred, as if it was a miracle from heaven, making people hold their breath and stare. The pistil seemed to be wrapped in something extraordinary, majestic and moving the heaven and earth. The energy that was destroyed by the demon king before seemed to be slowly recovering, and the petals gradually bloomed. As the petals unfolded, a powerful force began to spread in the thunder pool.

There was a soft sound, as if it was a sigh between heaven and earth, which made everyone present feel an inexplicable shock.

A ball of clear and turbid air leaped out of the petals, dragging a long tail, passing through most of Thunder Mountain, and finally returned to the Thunder Pond, surrounding Fairy Ji Yao and slowly merging into her body. The fairy flower transformed again, turning back into Xuan Ling's appearance, swinging its head and tail, and running towards the Mo Wen Sword. The nine white phoenixes also changed with the fairy flower, flapping their wings, and flying around Fairy Ji Yao. This clear and turbid air seemed to be the purest energy between heaven and earth. It was absorbed by Fairy Ji Yao, making her aura even stronger.

"Oh? The origin of the Taiyin Mirror?" Mo Wenjian spoke again. Fairy Ji Yao gave him another surprise. There was a hint of surprise in his words. Obviously, he did not expect that Fairy Ji Yao could control such a powerful force.

Feng Chen heard that the group of clear and turbid air was actually the origin of the Taiyin Mirror. Thinking of what the Golden Crow Emperor said before, that the Cangxuan Order was split into two, the Taiyin Mirror was most likely in the Yaochi Fairyland. He would go to Yaochi one day to find out and see if there was any opportunity. His heart was full of expectations, and the exploration of the unknown always made people excited.