Fengyunlu

Lei Gong calculated silently in his heart. He had been keeping his troops still and remained highly alert. His previous injuries had not yet fully healed, and now he was just barely holding on. His physical condition did not allow him to act rashly. He knew that once he made a move, he would only have one chance. No matter what the result was, he could not hold on any longer. If he used too much force, not only would his injuries be aggravated, but it might also shake his foundation and affect his future recovery.

So Lei Gong decided to continue waiting and look for the only opportunity. He noticed that Fairy Ji Yao was fine at the moment, and Mo Wenjian was just sparring with her. No matter what moves Fairy Ji Yao used, Mo Wenjian could always resolve her attack and give her enough space to perform changes. Although it looked thrilling, Lei Gong thought that Mo Wenjian was obviously feeding her moves intentionally, as if he had some unknown plan.

As for the other opponents on the field, most of them were fine. One wanted to leave, the other wanted to stay, and although the fight was fierce, they were able to resolve the opponent's offensive in the end. So there is nothing new at the moment.

The only ones who had to be closely watched were the two masters in the purple cloud in the sky. Luo Hongchen used the move of Time is Impermanent, and the power of the Immortal Journey Avenue overflowed. With the demon king as the center, birth, old age, sickness, death and the sufferings of life were transformed into the power of the mortal world and poured in from all directions. The demon king had to use the move of Bloody Slaughter of the World to disperse all these resigned troubles with the intention of killing.

Bloodbath was originally the special skill of King Lu Xiao. When Lu Xiao left the Imperial Garden, he saw the ups and downs of the world and realized that cowardice was the norm, and few people dared to resist. Although people suffered a lot, most people just complained and few were willing to take personal action to change the status quo.

Therefore, the killer Lu Xiao realized that to save others, he must first save himself. When others help, he must have a firm will and break out of the cage like a trapped beast. As for others, they are just repeating their lives. If they don't save themselves, they won't get help from others. Based on this understanding, Lu Xiao has a new understanding.

People often say that heaven and earth are unkind, and saints are unkind, but they often fail to see that the impermanence of the Tao is actually constant, and the unkindness of heaven and earth actually contains kindness. Therefore, the reason why saints appear unkind is that they abandon their personal desires, forget about worldly affairs, and only follow the way of heaven, using great benevolence to fight against the unkindness. In the passage of time, they seek welfare for all people and make people have a way to follow.

This was Lu Xiao's realization at the time. It sounded profound, but in fact, it was to force all living beings to fight and nourish the world through war, thus exchanging for true peace. The true meaning of this was not something that ordinary mortals could understand.

However, the demon king was not an ordinary person. He and Lu Xiao had deduced the world together and came to similar conclusions. They understood each other, so the demon king exchanged the Yilu Cangsheng Jue for the Seven Killing Swords of the King of Killing. The sword book had everything, including insights, moves, and magical talismans. Therefore, although the way of the King of Killing was not the demon king's original way, he could barely cope with it.

Luo Hongchen was not surprised at all when he saw this scene. He knew that although his mortal power was changeable, in front of the demon king, the two sides had equal cultivation levels, so it was naturally not easy for him to gain an advantage.

However, the impermanence of time is not just a magical power, it is the starting point of the Spring and Autumn Emperor's cultivation and the foundation of the opening and closing. The real Taoism is a chain of links, one after another, this is the real beginning.

Luo Hongchen's figure seemed to be visible and invisible. As his body became ethereal, the wind and clouds between heaven and earth changed. The red and purple clouds disappeared in an instant, and the top of Leiming Mountain also disappeared. Instead, there was an unknown scene.

In this vast land, the wind and clouds change, the rain and snow mix, and there is no end. In this vast universe, the sea and the land are constantly changing, but there is no trace of life.

But in this dead silence, suddenly, a thunderous sound broke through the sky, and the rain poured down, filling the tall fields. The water continued to wash the earth, gradually gathering into rushing rivers. In the depths of the water, there was finally a sign of life, a small fish swimming in the water.

A sharp bamboo pole suddenly pierced the body of the little fish. At some point, a few fishermen quietly appeared, their figures swaying in the rain, breaking the endless silence. From then on, there were traces of living creatures between heaven and earth, curling smoke rose from the earth, and the roars of tigers and the calls of birds could be heard beside the mountains and forests.

Then, a sword light pierced the sky, and the battle between the Xuanmen began. Countless figures whose faces could not be seen clearly, accompanied by countless magical weapons, each displayed earth-shaking Taoist magic. Mountains and rivers collapsed, rivers flowed backwards, and the sky and the earth changed color.

The smoke gradually dissipated, leaving no corpses on the battlefield, no trace of sadness, and even those living beings no longer existed. On the land, beside the mountains and forests, there was no movement, and the world fell into a dead silence again. The wind and clouds blew again, and the rain and snow continued.

There was another thunderclap. Rain washed over the river. Under the surging waves, a figure was moving, endlessly, without end...

In this tiny fairyland, the immortals traveled, returned to the starting point of the journey, and then returned to the middle of the journey. Haha, this is the road to immortal travel!

"Brother Luo, if I am not mistaken, this should be the place where you, the True Immortal of Purple Mansion, are. Since you have a body outside your physical body, why don't you show yourself to me?" The Demon King had just arrived and was surprised by the moment of the great cycle of annihilation, but he soon lost interest because he had lost interest in starting again.

"The Demon King's heart is as solid as a rock. How could I, an old man, not know that? This is just an invitation for a moment. I will come and talk to you again later." Luo Hongchen's voice was scattered and erratic, making it difficult to guess where he was at the moment.

However, the demon king did not want to wait: "Brother Luo, if you want to delay me, you are totally wrong. Now you are in a hurry to go back, which is even more wrong. Don't you know that the broken sword is no longer the Mo Wen Sword of the past? Maybe you can ask me, the Second Saint of the Clouds, to find someone to take over as the leader. He is not an ordinary disciple."

"Oh?" Luo Hongchen still did not show up, but his voice was already close to the Demon King.

"Haha, Brother Luo already understands, so why don't you believe it." The demon king chuckled softly, then stretched out his hand to grab his side, thundering in the void, and the scene here began to reverse.

The air of killing continued between heaven and earth, and blood flowed endlessly in the wind and rain. Some people fell, some were seriously injured, and many immortals, demons, ghosts and monsters appeared, killing each other, and the bloodbath continued. In the end, the earth was dyed red, the bloody air stagnated and did not dissipate, and the great annihilation would never come again.

Luo Hongchen also appeared at this moment, slowly gathering his body shape, ignoring the surrounding scene, just looking at the demon king with a frown: "Are you saying that Mo Wenjian has been distracted for a long time, and is now fighting outside under the control of Xu Yi?"

"I guess so, but it's not entirely correct." The Demon King replied indifferently.

Luo Hongchen asked directly: "What do you mean? Could it be..."

Halfway through his words, he seemed to understand something and stopped talking. The demon king stood quietly in the void, not disturbing him, as if they were good friends and had no intention of fighting at this moment.

After a moment, Luo Hongchen murmured to himself: "I should have thought of it earlier. Back then, all his meridians were broken, and the two palaces of Purple God were also punctured. With such injuries, no matter how capable Changchunzi is, it is difficult to save him. Only your poor kiln can let him start over. Haha, forget it, forget it..."

Suddenly, there was a hint of relief in Luo Hongchen's laughter, as if the poor family's kiln was hiding some shocking secret. Although he knew a little about it, he could not fully guess it. He could only choose to give up and could no longer make any plans.

"It's good that you understand, Brother Luo. You and I know what I mean. I'll take my leave now." The Demon King said, and with a move of his hand, two large hands transformed by spiritual power opened instantly, with the three feet in front of him and the back of Luo Hongchen as the boundary. After he grabbed a place and pulled hard, a huge hole was torn open behind Luo Hongchen.

It was like a crack, connecting the inside and outside of this evolved purple palace. There was something inside, and outside was the turbulent purple clouds of Thunder Mountain. The demon king took a step forward, and Luo Hongchen appeared again. The two looked at each other from a distance, and after a slight glance at each other, they turned their heads and retreated.

The demon king landed gently beside A-li, and with a glance, his meaning was very clear: retreat quickly! A-li understood immediately, and gently shook the Xuan Ling on her shoulder, and snowflakes fluttered. She flew into the air, waving Xuan Ling, and rushed straight to the two army camps outside the thunder pool.

Swish, brush, brush~

Xuan Ling flipped several times, becoming extremely huge, like a white dragon swinging on the water, and the soft power instantly separated the two armies, and then flipped again, pulling the distance. Then Xuan Ling connected head to tail, forming a large encirclement, surrounding the people of Xianyao Hall and Beichen Palace, and finally slowly returned to A Li's hand.

"Retreat!" At the Demon King's command, the people of Chunming Pavilion no longer insisted and took out their magical weapons and Taoist magic, preparing to retreat.

On the top of Thunder Mountain, a huge golden seal dropped from the sky, covering everyone, and also slapped towards the hundreds of disciples of the Thunderbolt Hall outside the Thunder Pool.

At the same time, several immortal swords were flying in the wind, snow was flying, and countless sword lights were flashing in the wind and snow, shuttling between the disciples beside the thunder pool. The disciples with insufficient cultivation could not withstand this sudden attack at all.

"Lei Ze Formation!" Someone shouted immediately, and a hundred-foot-long dragon soared into the sky, but before it could fly, it was pierced by the sword light, and the remaining body was crushed by the momentum of the golden seal.

Seeing that hundreds of disciples were about to suffer, at the critical moment of life and death, a lone and arrogant figure suddenly appeared. It was the Thunder Power that struck the golden seal away with one blow, and then flashed past in the wind and snow. Without pausing for a moment, he severely injured the four palace masters of Beichen Palace in the blink of an eye, and shot down the masters of the Fairy Demon Hall one by one. The dark blue figure disappeared from sight, and the next second he appeared behind Mo Wenjian and slapped him on the back with a palm.

puff~

Mo Wenjian staggered and spat out a mouthful of black blood. This was the first time he was beaten by someone, and his injury was as serious as his previous thunder power injury. The palace was not functioning smoothly, and the sword light was almost dissipated. He tried to suppress it forcefully, but was injured again. The seven sages in the palace were all counterattacked, and the sword energy was crisscrossing.

"Wherever your heart desires, it will be a sure kill. Hall Master Lei is truly amazing. He almost took my life due to the serious injuries. I have seen snow falling from the sky." Mo Wenjian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes showing admiration, and he couldn't help but praise him.

Lei Gong nodded with difficulty, his condition was not good either. This forced attack first hurt everyone a little bit, and then hurt Mo Wenjian to stabilize the situation. Although he took advantage of the momentum of winter snow turning into heavy snow, his blood and energy were still useless in the end. Snow fell from the sky against a strong enemy, and the backlash made it difficult for him to attack again. He could only signal to Fairy Ji Yao and slowly float back to the Xian Jue formation.

Long Tiexin floated over and supported him halfway. After they landed, Fengchen hurried forward: "Uncle Lei..."

Lei Gong waved his hand to interrupt him, signaling him not to say more. Now that Mo Wen's sword was damaged, if he continued to fight like a trapped beast, it would be a fierce battle. Who knew to what extent his sword energy could be omnipotent. In short, in the worst case scenario, Feng Chen still had to protect himself.

Feng Chen nodded, understanding what Lei Gong meant. In fact, he was a little curious as to why Lei Gong didn't just use Snow Falling Sky to seriously injure him when Lei Chi Jian forced his way into the Zhou Tian, ​​but instead waited until now to truly release this fatal skill. Moreover, Lei Gong was seriously injured, and he had lost his strongest momentum when he barely made a move.

In fact, Feng Chen didn’t understand, and he didn’t ask. He just looked at Lei Gong with concern, and also took the time to observe the extent to which Mo Wenjian was injured by him.

The next moment, the tip of Mo Wenjian moved, and the overwhelming momentum was displayed again. Feng Chen also understood Lei Gong's concerns. He had no help behind him before, and there was a master like Mo Wenjian, who was stronger than Lei Gong just by his cultivation. He had to keep some means of deterrence. Lei Gong's strongest means was Snow Falling in the Sky, which could kill whatever he wanted. In addition, he was like Zhou Tian at that time. Once it was cast, Mo Wenjian might not be able to block it. On the contrary, once he made a move, he would be seriously injured and suffer a backlash. There was no reinforcement from Leiming Mountain, and the Xianjue formation had internal troubles. Who could withstand the fight between Mo Wenjian and the attack from both inside and outside? Therefore, Lei Gong released his full strength at that time, but did not dare to really cast Snow Falling in the Sky. He could only use it as a deterrent to make the invader hesitate, which also made Mo Wenjian dare not let go.

This was indeed the fact. Although Mo Wenjian was seriously injured at this time, it was difficult for him to use Thunder Power, ensuring that he could not enter the Zhoutian again. Xue Luo Cangqiong also passed by with one strike. Knowing the changes inside, Mo Wenjian moved his sword away, spreading the power of heaven and earth. A ray of sword light turned into thousands of sharp sword auras, each of which had the full power of the peak of the Saint Rank, and the most powerful of them was the sharpness of the Changli Sword itself, which was directed directly at Fairy Ji Yao, with murderous intent pointing straight in front of him.

At this critical moment, a mysterious light suddenly lit up from behind Fairy Ji Yao, forming a transparent shield that blocked the sharp sword energy of Mo Wenjian. Everyone was shocked and turned their heads to look, only to see an old man with white hair but a fairy-like appearance. He looked around the battlefield with deep eyes and slowly said, "Don't fight anymore, there is another hidden story behind this dispute."

Mo Wenjian frowned, retracted his sword energy, and asked coldly: "Who are you? Why are you interfering in this matter?" The old man smiled slightly and said: "I was the one who witnessed Changchunzi saving Mo Wenjian back then, and I know many of the reasons. Now all of this is secretly controlled by someone, who wants you both to suffer losses."

The demon king also stopped retreating, stepped forward and asked, "Is what you said true? If so, who is the mastermind behind it?" The old man sighed and was about to speak when suddenly the sky was covered with dark clouds and a black shadow attacked like a ghost, targeting the old man...