Starting from helping someone rob a wedding, he was forced to hide in the Sunset Sect

Song Lengyue withdrew her gaze. She didn't expect that the demon god would be dealt with so quickly.

Zhao Beijun looked at Song Lengyue's expression. She still had that indifferent expression.

There are only two people in the God Transformation Realm left in the demon cultivation camp. The others have been eliminated, and the Demon God is dead.

On their side, not even a single cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Realm died.

The situation has been determined, why does Song Lengyue still have this expression?

Zhao Beijun would rather believe that Song Lengyue would not have any other expression than to believe that she had a backup plan.

"I thought the demon god would be killed, but I didn't expect it to be so soon."

Song Lengyue looked at Zhao Beijun and continued, "So what are you going to do next?"

A clear bell sounded again between heaven and earth, and the blood moon became even more scarlet.

Zhao Beijun pounced towards Song Lengyue.

He didn't know what would happen, but now he had to find a way to stop Song Lengyue.

......

......

The demon god's body turned into a red light.

The Silver Dragon realized that something was wrong, and he wanted to trap the red light with the Burning World Dragon Fire.

But the red light had disappeared.

the other side.

The two demon cultivators wanted to escape, but other righteous cultivators were coming towards them.

If surrounded, they would surely die here.

Under Lin Yemu's puzzled gaze, the two demon cultivators knelt on the ground, their faces showing painful expressions.

"My Lord, you can't do that!"

As soon as the words fell, the two of them turned into red light and flew towards the direction of the imperial city.

Lin Yemu wanted to stop the two red lights, but he couldn't catch up with their speed.

Not only these two demon cultivators, but also those fallen demon cultivators turned into red light and gathered towards the direction of the imperial city.

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......

Song Lengyue repelled Zhao Beijun. She turned into a black sun and swallowed up the red light flying towards the imperial city.

Zhao Beijun steadied his body, then swung his sword, and several sword energies pounced towards the black sun.

But these sword energies were swallowed up by the black sun, and Zhao Beijun's expression became ugly.

The black sun and the blood moon approached each other, and under the sky, they gradually intertwined into one.

In the eyes of everyone in Beizhou, the two mysterious forces overlapped, and black and red dissolved all boundaries at this moment.

The black sun and the blood moon disappeared, the sky returned to its clear blue color, and Song Lengyue's figure appeared again.

Zhao Beijun narrowed his eyes. The aura on Song Lengyue was different from before. It became deeper and more unpredictable.

This is no longer the aura that one should have at the state of enlightenment.

Above the state of enlightenment, there is a higher state, which is the state of enlightenment.

But between enlightenment and ascension, there is an almost forgotten stage, the critical stage.

There have been fragments of information about critical persons in the world, but no truly complete record.

The critical stage is the final transition before metamorphosis.

Only two people at the ninth level have appeared in this world. According to historical records, only the God of Fog and the God of Demons have entered the critical stage.

It is impossible to tell whether this record is true or false, after all, the era of the God of Mist and the God of Demons is too long ago.

Song Lengyue is already at the critical point, above enlightenment and below enlightenment.

"You devoured the demon god's body?" Zhao Beijun asked.

It turns out that there really is such a stage as the critical one.

"That's about right. For the past seven hundred years, I have been refining the demon god's body."

Song Lengyue paused for a moment and continued, "If it's just to revive the demon god, it won't take so long."

For more than seven hundred years, she has had only one goal, which is to allow herself to enter the critical stage at any time.

As long as you become a critical person, it is only a matter of time before you reach the state of enlightenment.

If Song Lengyue could devour the Demon God's essence, she would be able to break through to the Yuhua realm faster.

But she didn't want to gamble, as she might not be able to withstand the origin of God.

Even if that strand of origin was incomplete, she didn't want to gamble. It would be better to play it safe and spend more time preparing.

"If you can't get rid of the demon god, then I won't become a critical person."

Song Lengyue paused for a moment and continued, "When this world is completely destroyed, I will directly break through to the Yuhua Realm and skip the critical stage."

This is the best case scenario, there is no need to waste time.

Xia Xiaomo, Liang Yuwei and Yinlong arrived at the imperial city first.

Song Lengyue looked at Xia Xiaomo and said, "When you and Xu Yeyu killed the Dragonborn in the Secret Realm of Tianlai Lake, I already knew your talents."

"I wanted to win you over, but unfortunately you refused."

Originally, she wanted to eliminate Xu Yeyu and Xia Xiaomo and prevent them from growing up.

When Song Lengyue saw Xu Yeyu and Xia Xiaomo in person, she noticed that the two had a different destiny from others.

So, she changed her plan and included Xu Yeyu and Xia Xiaomo in the category of fruits.

Wait until they grow to a certain size, then pick the fruits, so that she can break through to the Yuhua realm faster.

"You have broken through to the Spirit Transformation Realm after thirty years of practice and have mastered the law of time. If you are given a few more decades to grow, perhaps you can threaten me." Song Lengyue added.

The law of time is too powerful.

Can reverse time, go back to a certain time ago, correct previous mistakes, or restore a damaged body.

If it is powerful enough, it can also make the attack cut into the past or into the future.

It cannot be avoided and cannot be predicted.

The other Spirit Transformation Realm cultivators all rushed to the imperial city. Facing everyone, Song Lengyue still had that indifferent expression.

Song Lengyue's figure disappeared in an instant, and everyone felt a chill deep in their bones at the same time, as if the warmth between heaven and earth had been instantly drained away.

A hand reached out to where they were.

There seems to be distorted time and space lingering in the palm of the hand, and the world can be overturned with a single gesture.

The void around him was distorted by this hand.

The sky and the earth collapsed, and the space within a thousand feet radius suddenly broke, like a mirror that was hit hard, and the cracks spread wildly.

Everyone was standing at the point where the mirror was broken, where countless cracks intersected.

The shadow of death swept in like a tide.

Everyone used their own methods to break the white fragments in front of them.

A figure suddenly disappeared from where he was.

Liang Yuwei came behind Song Lengyue and swung a sword. The sword light came with a sharp chill.

A black ball suddenly appeared behind Song Lengyue.

The sword hit the black ball, but no matter how fierce the sword energy was, it did not move forward any further.

Song Lengyue stretched out her hand, and an invisible wave spread out, pressuring the air so hard that it vibrated.

This wave hit Liang Yuwei like a torrent.

Liang Yuwei was beaten back hundreds of feet. She steadied herself, her face pale, and she felt severe pain in her abdomen.

The abdomen was a bloody mess and blood was gushing out.

She spat out a mouthful of blood and endured the pain.

Is this the strength of a critical person?

The gap between him and the previous Song Lengyue who was in the state of enlightenment is too huge.

The silver dragon turned into a silver fire cloud and pounced towards Song Lengyue.

Song Lengyue also stretched out his hand and waved it lightly, and the silver dragon was also knocked back, with a wound appearing on its body.

The magic sword in Zhao Beijun's hand emitted a dazzling golden light, and he swung the sword.

Song Lengyue remained calm as usual. The blood sword condensed into shape in her palm, carrying with it an icy aura.

The two swords collided in the air, the sword intent spread in an instant, and the air was filled with invisible pressure.

Zhao Beijun was knocked back a hundred feet by the shock, with several bloody sword marks on his body, and his face turned pale with pain.

The current Song Lengyue is much stronger than the incomplete demon god.

The demon god has no origin and does not have sufficient spirituality. It is just a ninth-level body driven by black energy.

It is unable to exert the true strength of the ninth realm, less than one percent of its peak strength.

If the lethality is sufficient, the demon god is nothing more than a living target.

But Song Lengyue is different. She is the black energy itself, and she is a complete critical person.

After half a stick of incense time.

Except for Xia Xiaomo, Liang Yuwei, Zhao Beijun and Yinlong, everyone else was seriously injured and lost consciousness.

"Give up struggling, you can't hurt me." Song Lengyue said.

Liang Yuwei and Zhao Beijun stood up from the ground, both panting.

No one thought of retreating. Even if they escaped, they would be found by Song Lengyue.

There was no point in running away.

Song Lengyue shook her head slightly. She floated high in the sky and looked down.

The blood sword in her hand emitted a deep red light, and the sword intent surged around her like a torrent.

She waved her sword lightly, and a deep red sword energy broke through the air.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the air seemed to be torn apart.

The white jade pendant hanging around Xia Xiaomo's neck emitted a pure white light, and a figure quietly appeared beside her.

The man swung his sword, and the sword energy carried endless sharpness, facing the deep red sword energy.

The two sword energies collided in the air, making a deafening roar. The air was shaken by the violent shock wave and the surrounding space was distorted.

It was as if the heaven and earth were torn apart by the collision of the two forces, shaking every inch of the air.

The sword energy disappeared.

Xu Yeyu and Song Lengyue looked at each other, both of them sizing each other up.