The power that can affect the situation is very limited. The power of the military government can at most suppress a small part. It does not have enough deterrence against Daomen, demons, demons, witches, Sanxian Island, and Shushan. The demons must be secretly making moves, but they have not been caught. It was found that Sanxian Island should not cause chaos. Their goal was the martial arts conference. Shushan should be waiting and watching the situation at this time. The Taoist sect would not openly confront the military government. The targets of their calculations should be secular cultivators.
After thinking about it, Chu Xiang couldn't figure out what the variables were. Even if the Xidu Demon makes trouble, it won't be able to stir up the waters in these areas for the time being.
Where is the variable? Is it the Ji family or the Queen of Qin?
The more Chu Xiang thought about it, the more confused he became. Such a situation made it difficult for him to see clearly. Judging from the information obtained from Li Tianxing and Duan Cong, there were no variables at all.
Chu Xiang didn't know who else could see through this fog. After thinking for a long time, Chu Xiang sent a message to Qin Santong, and then sent a message to Gutsen in Qingcheng.
Just when Chu Xiang was in a daze at the door of Kuchan Temple, the rainy night suddenly became translucent, and thunder rolled deep in the clouds. A moment later, thunder and thunder resounded through the sky, and blue lightning flashed away.
An unusual change in the sky and earth. After a thunderclap, there was static electricity in the air, making the hairs on the body stand up. Chu Xiang suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and the lightning that flashed just now reappeared in his mind. The lightning was not the usual blue-violet, but cyan.
Qing Lei, why is it a cyan thunderbolt? Chu Xiang was shocked. Qing Lei is the thunder of heaven's wrath.
I reached out into the rain. The rain was cold and sticky to my hands, which seemed to have a sad and sad meaning.
Chu Xiang was suddenly shocked and inexplicable. He seemed to understand something. He drew his sword and flew up into the sky. Following the lingering power of lightning in the vast rain curtain, he pierced the air where the blue thunder fell.
Hearing the sound of Chu Xiang drawing his sword, the two snorings stopped instantly, and then two figures jumped into the night sky, following Chu Xiang.
The heavy rain poured down, freezing to the bones, as if sobbing.
The moment Chu Xiang drew his sword, he understood why Wucheng was so peaceful, because he couldn't see or touch the terrifying agitation inside.
The gods are angry and punishing, and the heavens and the earth are destroyed.
When Hedao falls, heaven and earth share the sorrow.
The thunder of punishment from the wrathful God has dissipated, and the surrounding areas are silent. In the pouring rain, there is only one person standing on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back, with a one-foot-long Green Dragon Yanyue Sword floating in front of him, moaning endlessly.
Chu Xiang was very angry, he was full of true energy, and his body was urgently used. The wings of the demon body appeared, sucking up the energy of the surrounding world. In an instant, his body had been raised to the limit, and the pure Yang true essence and the Yin were strong. The pure demonic energy merged into two forms, and the sharp energy of the twelve golden men was sharpened. The light of the sword pierced the sky and the rain curtain, and fell like lightning to the top of the people on the mountain top.
When Chu Xiang took action, a roar shook the sky, scattering the wind and rain. Zhang Zhen's Baizhang Dharma appeared beside him, and struck out with a palm, causing the heaven and earth to roar. An earth-shattering roar sounded at the same time. Monk Kuchan's dry, black and thin body swelled up, and his skin seemed to be shining. His fist power, like a landslide and tsunami, traveled over a thousand meters and exploded in front of the people on the top of the mountain.
Just when the light of the sword, the fist, and the strength of the palm hit the person on the top of the mountain, a goshawk came from the distant sky, as fast as lightning, as swift as any. In the moment before the light of the knife, the strength of the fist, and the strength of the palm hit the person on the top of the mountain, Bumped in front of that person.
With a silent impact, the goshawk burst into flames, followed by a sudden explosion of sword light, fist power, and palm power. The sword, light, and gang strength intertwined, and the top of the mountain suddenly became chaotic. The people on the top of the mountain took several steps back in the interlaced energy. But he was unscathed.
"It's interesting." The man on the top of the mountain stretched out his two fingers and pinched a small piece of paper that had not yet been burned. The goshawk was transformed into the paper in his hand.
The man at the top of the mountain chuckled twice, without even looking at the three of them, and left with his hands behind his hands. In the blink of an eye, he had disappeared into the rain. The Qinglong Yanyue Knife fell into the mountain, and the fingernail-sized pieces of paper were blown by the wind and rain, and then floated in the air again. Burn, become ashes.
Just when the paper was burned out, the Qinglong Yanyue Sword among the rocks suddenly burst into light, and an invisible force condensed from the surroundings and penetrated into the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and the three people.
The dissipated power of faith was re-condensed, condensed into a burned-out origami eagle.
The origami eagle reappeared, and the answers to many questions emerged in Chu Xiang's mind.
Chu Xiang put away the knife, but unexpectedly, with a movement, there was a crisp sound. The long knife in Chu Xiang's hand could not withstand the intersection of yin and yang, and the real energy collapsed and scattered into pieces.
The figure had disappeared, and the roaring and shouting sounds were still echoing in the mountains. The heavy rain fell again, drenching the three people with a biting coldness.
Looking at the disappearing hilltop and the direction in which the man disappeared, Zhang Zhenbian and Monk Kuchan turned and left. They knew that if it weren't for the origami goshawk, the three people's actions would be of no use at all. In front of the powerful Hedao , the peak of the virtual realm is too small.
Picking up the Qinglong Yanyue Sword that fell in the mountains, Guan Hua's aura and body had long since disappeared between heaven and earth, leaving not even a trace behind. Only a trace of sadness between heaven and earth proved that he had been here before.
The horses' hooves were like drums, and they were hurrying. The person who was supposed to come finally arrived.
Even if you are deaf, you can probably hear the earth-shattering roars and shouts. As long as you are not blind, you can see the Baizhang Dharma Standing between heaven and earth, but only Li Tianxing came.
There was a faint line of sight coming from very far away, but they did not come close. There was a cultivator coming at a gallop, but it was a secular cultivator with a low level of cultivation.
Li Tianxing took the Qinglong Yanyue Sword from Chu Xiang's hand. Both of them were silent. After a while, Chu Xiang turned around and left, and the sound of horse hooves gradually faded away.
Who is that person and why he planned to kill Guan Hua? Chu Xiang doesn't know and has no clue. The same goes for Li Tianxing. Regarding matters at the Hedao level, the two of them have no ability to interfere, nor can they interfere with matters at that level. The gap between the peak of the virtual realm and Hedao is like an insurmountable chasm.
With such an obvious change in the world, the masters at the top of the Void Realm near Wucheng must have felt it. Why did no one from the Taoist sect come to check the situation, not even people from all the demons and witches? Did they already know it would happen, or was it something unexpected? Too big, he is wise to protect himself, he doesn't dare to come over, he doesn't dare to get involved in matters at the Hedao level.
Gongsun Qi and Shi Wuzheng were in the city. The surroundings were noisy and their cultivation had not reached its peak. It was not surprising that they could not feel this change. However, Hu Yitian, Xuezhong Jun and others could definitely feel it. Aren't they a little curious?
Chu Xiang couldn't figure out who that person was and why he plotted against Guan Hua. There weren't many experts in the military-government alliance, and the loss of one person would have a huge impact. Why was there no help? Did it happen suddenly or was it too late? If it was too late to react, Then why did the origami eagle come about by such a coincidence?
The person who folded paper into an eagle had such magical power, why didn't he come forward to stop it? Could it be that a person with such magical power was also shackles and couldn't take action? It's hard to say. Does that mean that the people on the top of the mountain caught the difficulty of the person who folded paper into an eagle? Knowing that he couldn't take action, he acted unscrupulously.
If this is the case, will the few remaining Hedao masters of the military government be killed by that person one by one? Isn't there any way to prevent it?
Not long after Chu Xiang left, he saw Zhang Zhen's Dharma image and heard the sound. A large number of virtual realm cultivators rushed to the place where the battle was taking place. They looked at the disappearance of most of the mountain peaks and the entire forest where all the trees had disappeared. They were horrified and couldn't express their feelings. Dare to get close.
When Shi Wuzheng and Gongsun Qi arrived, there were already many people around. As soon as they arrived, they felt the aura left by Chu Xiang and Zhang Zhen. Another familiar aura should be Monk Kuchan.
Someone picked up the fragments of the long knife. The two of them looked at the fragments and felt the residual yin and yang energy in them. They instantly understood that Chu Xiang's knife couldn't bear the Xiong Yuan and broke apart, and immediately rushed to Kuchan Temple.
When he was about to return to Kuchan Temple, Chu Xiang suddenly had a bad idea in his mind. This was a joint effort by all parties to kill the Taoist masters of the military government and weaken the military government's power.
There was thunderous snoring in the house, and looking at the heavy rain outside the eaves, Chu Xiang thought again and again, reached into the ground, and pulled out a jade plaque buried under the yard, with six ancient seal characters on it: Chu Xiang, the Holy Messenger of Demons.
The true essence was injected into the jade tablet, and the jade tablet glowed with a warm light. Chu Xiang was about to speak, when an ethereal voice sounded from the jade tablet: "It is destined by heaven."
Four words were the answer, indicating that Demon Lord already knew why Chu Xiang was looking for him, and also knew that his identity had been exposed to Chu Xiang.
"Let you go! That's bullshit." Chu Xiang said angrily.
"They just want to explore my trump card. Now that I have taken action, they don't dare to do it again." The misty voice explained.
After a moment of silence, Chu Xiang buried the jade token in the ground again, sat quietly and adjusted his breathing, suppressing the anger in his heart.
Chu Xiang understood what the demon king meant. There were countless masters from various forces and the current imperial court was so weak. How could they be allowed to participate in the imperial martial arts conference and compete for excellence instead of overthrowing the imperial court in one fell swoop and establishing themselves as kings.
So they made a test to test the capabilities of the current imperial court. The result was that Guan Hua died and his Tao disappeared, and the Demon Lord folded paper and turned into an eagle to help Chu Xiang and the others repel the powerful Hedao master.
Of course, the ability to fold paper into an eagle is not the full strength of the Demon Lord. It should be the power of the virtual realm that the Demon Lord can use. With the power of the virtual realm, he can help Chu Xiang and the three of them repel the Hedao powerful man for a few steps. The Demon Lord can Because that person can naturally understand a thing or two, and knows that the Demon Lord is powerful in the sky, all parties naturally dare not test it again. Otherwise, when the three years are up, the Demon Lord can take action with all his strength, how can they not be afraid.
Chu Xiang had already suspected that the Demon Lord was living in the upper echelons of the military government. At this time, it was confirmed that Nie Chengze dared to agree to Kunlun's duel conditions for the previous battle in Kunlun. The demon envoy was the military government's ambush and had been dormant nearby. , once the situation goes bad, the Demon Envoy immediately intervenes to ensure that the military is invincible, so the last Demon Envoy appears at the right time to fight the Kunlun Swordsman.
After figuring out the whole story, Chu Xiang felt relieved but also helpless. A nameless anger could not go away, like scabies, which would not go away, making him unable to live in peace.
