Ten days passed by in a flash.
There was no news after Qingshuiren and Taoist Xianyun entered the beast realm. The sound of horns can still be heard from time to time in the Deadpool Forest. The army of ferocious beasts may launch a final general attack at any time.
Under such a tense situation, another bad news came from the Western Region. The army of the Demon Sect has arrived at the foot of Maya Mountain. Taoist Xianyun was no longer able to recover.
Qin Yue stood proudly at the foot of the sacred mountain in the Western Regions. He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, a smile on his lips.
"Beyond the clouds, peaks beyond the peaks, there is a Taoist sect on the top of the sacred mountain. What a majestic Maya Mountain!"
The ghost saint smiled and said: "It is said that this mountain was transformed by the arm of the ancient demon god. I don't know whether it is true or not."
"Let's think of it as true. One arm can turn into a mountain, one hand can turn into clouds, and one hand can turn into rain! Such a powerful innate creature has also been submerged in the long stream of history." Qin Yue smiled faintly, "Heavenly demons and mythical beasts The world under domination is long gone. Only humans can turn things around today."
Qin Yue said as he walked slowly towards the mountain. As he strolled around the courtyard, he left a trail of afterimages behind him. The ghost doctor and Qin Yue walked side by side.
The remaining three holy envoys each led a large army and pressed forward step by step towards the top of the Mayan Mountains. The first cloud layer actually turned into black clouds as the army approached.
Qin Yue crossed the snow-capped mountains in an instant. The forbidden layer of Mount Maya lies ahead. He turned his head and looked at a dilapidated cabin under the stone steps in the distance.
The cabin had obviously not been inhabited for a long time. Several small spiritual birds flew out of the eaves in panic, screaming for their lives. The cobwebs on the windows trembled in the wind. It becomes more and more desolate.
The ghost doctor's eyes also followed Qin Yue's gaze.
Qin Yue said to himself: "If he is really the savior, I am willing to help him."
The ghost doctor did not expect Qin Yue to suddenly say such a sentence. After a pause, the Ghost Saint continued: "The fate of the person who has been resurrected has escaped from the way of heaven. He is the person chosen by the immortal. No one in the world understands the way of heaven better than that old immortal."
"I'm really looking forward to the day when that kid is qualified to challenge me. Hahaha... I'm afraid he will never have that strength."
Qin Yue laughed a few times and took another step forward. Countless stone steps formed long snakes at this moment, rolling towards Qin Yue's body.
This defensive formation was previously destroyed by the Demon Cult during the Battle of Dingding. It has not fully recovered yet. An incomplete formation cannot trap the great demon Qin Yue at all.
Just for a moment. Countless stone steps turned into ashes under Qin Yue's demon-suppressing sword.
The Ghost Saint looked at the red-clothed figure high in the sky, unable to conceal the joy in his eyes.
The vampire ancestor smiled and said: "Brother, do you think of the leader again?"
"Yes! But Yue'er's achievements will definitely surpass those of the leader. He will be an unprecedented leader in our Heavenly Demon Sect."
After Qin and Yue broke the formation, the Demon Cult army easily boarded the Maya Palace. The Maya Palace was deserted. No one faced the enemy.
"It seems that the monks of Wuji Sect have set up a large formation on the top of Blue Rock Peak, waiting for a decisive battle with us."
Qin Yue said: "There are no permanent things on the Blue Rock Peak. I didn't catch up with the battle on the top. This time I must take a good look at what this sacred mountain holy land looks like."
After Qin Yue finished speaking, he stood up and flew towards the second cloud layer alone. The ghost doctor is still by Qin Yue's side. After the two broke through the clouds, Qin Yue said: "Uncle, let me go up by myself. I will get back what should belong to us."
Ghost Saint nodded slightly. After Qin Yue left, he turned towards Xingkui Peak and walked away slowly.
"The flying red peaks and the dancing stars on the peak, the quiet clouds at dusk fall into the Moon Pavilion." The Ghost Saint also recited a small poem in a low voice, and his feet had already stepped into the Moon Pavilion. He stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the sea of clouds thousands of miles below, feeling lost.
He knew that Jingxin must have stood here alone countless times. If time could flow backwards, he could travel back hundreds of years. Enjoy this wonderful scene with Jingxin here.
After a long time, the Ghost Saint slowly walked towards Master Jingxin's residence.
His eyes greedily scanned every scene around him, as if he wanted to engrave the most common plants and trees in his mind.
He walked along the path that Jingxin walked on, sat on the bed where Jingxin lay on, and finally the Ghost Saint walked into Jingxin's garden. A water mirror hibiscus flower in full bloom swayed gently in the breeze.
With just one glance, the ghost saint's eyes couldn't live without the big beaded flower.
It should be hundreds of years old...
A daredevil monk sneaked into Wuji Gate with a bouquet of flowers. He tried his best to avoid the detection of several peak masters before setting foot on Xingkui Peak. Then he finally met the woman who made her worried.
He risked his life just to deliver the bouquet of flowers to her.
This is the romance taught by the Aotian Demon Lord Qin Rui to the Ghost Saint. Sure enough, this kind of romance is unforgettable!
Hundreds of years later, Ghost Saint still clearly remembers Jingxin's expression at that time, as well as every word she said that night.
Her tears, her hugs. It can make a cultivation giant think back for hundreds of years. Everything seems to have happened yesterday.
The Ghost Saint stretched out his fingers and lightly touched the petals of the water mirror hibiscus flower. The petals actually closed slightly. As if wanting to wrap his fingers in it.
At this moment, Ghost Saint truly felt a touch of tenderness that spanned an era. One era, one thousand one hundred and eleven years...
As expected, all the monks of Wuji Sect gathered in the Great Five Elements Formation on the top of Blue Rock Peak.
Qin Yue fell alone outside the formation. A red robe swayed in the wind.
Qin Yue's pair of red phoenix eyes scanned the people in the formation. But he couldn't find a monk among them that he could like.
"You are Qin Yue!" Xiao Yu shouted in the formation.
Qin Yue didn't talk. He still overestimated Wuji Sect's current strength. The Maya Mountains are simply an empty shell now. There is no peak master sitting here.
It is not difficult to speculate that the war in southern Xinjiang has reached its final moments. Wuji Sect is betting that the Demon Sect will not take the opportunity to launch an attack. After all, the Wuji Sect is fighting to the death for tens of millions of lives in southern Xinjiang. The Demon Sect's sneak attack on Wuji Sect at this time will make everyone in the world despise them. Infamy for eternity!
"shameless!"
"Your Heavenly Demon Sect provoked a war between immortals and demons thousands of years ago. Now you are making the same mistake again. You will be punished."
"Devil, you regard human life as nothing! Even if we die today, we will make you your backers."
The shouts and curses came like a flood. A group of Wuji Sect disciples seemed to be drowning Qin Yue alive with their saliva.
Qin Yue moved his toes slightly. A dazzling colorful divine light erupted from his body.
This scene made everyone in the formation forget to curse. For a great monk in his thirties, this kind of visual impact is enough to make people's brains freeze for a moment.
Xiao Yu also burst out with the cultivation of a great monk. He walked out of the formation and walked towards Qin Yue step by step. He is the next Master of Broken String Peak trained by Taoist Wuji. In front of the devil, he must not lose the dignity of Wuji Sect.
It's just that the closer Xiao Yu gets to Qin Yue, the more cold sweat breaks out on his back.
He could clearly sense that Qin Yue's cultivation was in the early stages of becoming a god. But that clear premonition of crisis made him realize that there was a huge gap between himself and the person in front of him.
In Xiao Yu's eyes, the demon Qin Yue was pressing in front of him like a mountain. He is unfathomable, He is invulnerable!
Qin Yue waited quietly for Xiao Yu to come forward. There was no expression on his face, he just looked down at this long-famous genius disciple of Wuji Sect.
"Xiao Yu, I want to take away the divine sword."
