Dongfang Lan stood with a sword in hand, clearly far away in the horizon, but as the sword energy disappeared, her figure suddenly appeared in front of Shen Wuji.
"No...impossible!"
Even though the wound was in severe pain and the extreme sword intent made it difficult for Shen Wuji to recover quickly, Shen Wuji still didn't believe what was happening in front of him.
Ever since Dongfang Lan used the ultimate method to title Qingyun Immortal, Shen Wuji has always had a bold guess in his heart, which he found difficult to face.
He couldn't believe that Dongfang Lan in front of him was the real Qingyun Immortal.
He couldn't accept such a Qing Yunxian, looking at him like a dead person.
Qing Yunxian, want to kill yourself?
Why!
"I can't think of a reason why you want to kill me." Shen Wuji said with difficulty: "You won't kill Xiao Feng, but you will kill me?"
Shen Wuji's eyes gradually became bloodshot, and his eye sockets began to turn red.
Qingyun Immortal, to many Immortal Emperors and Immortal Kings, is an existence that is like a belief.
Shen Wuji, who has gone through countless years and has a long path of spiritual practice, has a deeper understanding of this.
At this moment, this is tantamount to the collapse of faith, which makes everything Shen Wuji once believed in, and the immortal way he believed in, completely destroyed!
Dongfang Lan didn't explain. Her expression was not indifferent, but rather relaxed and joyful. She had something happy in her heart. It was obvious that she didn't take everything in front of her seriously.
Dongfang Lan looked in the direction of the Mist City, with a sense of nostalgia in her eyes.
She turned her head and looked into the depths of the Ancient Wasteland, as if waiting for something.
Finally, she looked at Jiang Tian and Shen Wuji with great interest, and asked softly: "You must regret choosing Jiang Tian, because of these ten thousand years. But if you knew, there would be Changqing who would save Wuyuetian in the end. , but by mistake, all the thoughts that bound Jiang Tian were cut off, leaving Jiang Tian with only obsession, which led to tragedy... Do you regret helping Jiang Tian? "
Dongfang Lan's question was more detailed than Jiang Tiandai's.
Shen Wuji's heart was ups and downs. He didn't know what state Qing Yunxian was in at this time.
He found that his previous understanding of Qingyunxian, the way Qingyunxian looked at him now, and the current tone of Qingyunxian were all inconsistent!
Shen Wuji simply couldn't figure out what was going on!
Perhaps, he could only blame all this unreasonableness on one reason.
disorder.
"I regret it, very much."
Shen Wuji lowered his head and clenched his fists.
"Huh?" Dongfang Lan seemed to hear an unexpected answer, and her eyes glanced at Jiang Tian inadvertently.
It was as if she had already gotten the answer to this question.
"But, I will still do it." Shen Wuji continued.
"Oh." Dongfang Lan showed his original expression.
Shen Wuji asked again in a deep voice: "Why?"
Dongfang Lan opened her mouth to speak, but stopped.
She still didn't answer.
In Dongfang Lan's view, Shen Wuji is stupid.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t have stayed in Qing Xuantian for ten thousand years.
Telling Shen Wuji actually doesn't matter, but once Shen Wuji finds out, who is Chang Qing? A little clue can allow him to deduce the entire chess game.
There is no other person in this world who understands Changqing as well as she does.
Even the Tianyan Immortal Emperor who can really predict the future is not as good as Chang Qing.
What's more, there is Jiang Qingyue who is not much different.
"Go back, go back to where you belong." Dongfang Lan said quietly.
Shen Wuji felt a sense of astonishment once again in his heart.
It was obvious that Dongfang Lan looked at him as if he were a dead person, but did he mean not to kill him?
Shen Wuji stroked the wound on his shoulder that almost split him in two. This sword seemed not to kill him in the first place.
Shen Wuji's mind was very confused. He didn't even know what he should be thinking about now.
To describe it as a pot of paste, he didn't even know what the pot of paste was stewed with.
Dongfang Lan frowned and looked at Shen Wuji, and couldn't help but said: "There is a reason why Jiang Qingyue pursues purity of soul. Do you want to learn from her? Counting all the immortal kings, there is no one stupider than you. I am very I’m curious, with your understanding, how did you get promoted to Immortal King?”
Dongfang Lan sighed.
Shen Wuji trembled all over, and he only knew that his mind was even more confused.
"You don't practice so many top-notch immortal arts, but you choose to create your own great free-spirited immortal magic. You don't follow so many powerful avenues, but you choose to take a middle-of-the-road path."
"Wu Yue Tian collided with Qing Xuantian. You could have stood on the basis of righteousness and used the secret method of the devil to devour the entire Wu Yue Tian, or you could have allowed Wu Yue Tian to collide and seek greater benefits."
"You are the Immortal King. You know this kind of secret method of demon spirits, and you also have a way to get it."
"I'm curious, haven't you thought about this problem?"
Dongfang Lan asked again and again.
"I am an immortal monk!" Shen Wuji gritted his teeth and roared, "I am an immortal king!"
He couldn't accept that Qing Yunxian could tell the secret method of the devil so casually, and he couldn't accept that Qing Yunxian could decide the lives of endless creatures so easily.
This is not the Qing Yunxian he thought!
This feeling made Shen Wuji's hair stand on end.
He was even more certain that only Discord could make Qing Yunxian become like this.
Dongfang Lan was very satisfied with Shen Wuji's answer, and once again cast her gaze into the depths of the ancient wilderness.
She thought for a moment, then raised her sword and struck out in that direction.
"If you don't leave, I will really kill you."
Dongfang Lan smiled slightly.
Neither Shen Wuji nor Jiang Tian noticed that her sword was like "an immortal guiding the way".
Shen Wuji struggled. He looked at Jiang Tian and said, "You are being used!"
"I know." Jiang Tian said calmly: "But my obsession tells me that only by being used can I kill Jiang Qingyue."
"But what happens after killing her?" Shen Wuji continued to roar.
"That's not an issue for me to consider." Jiang Tian slowly shook his head.
Shen Wuji felt a chill in his heart.
He knew that Jiang Tian would either die on the way to kill Jiang Qingyue, or after killing Jiang Qingyue, like the Twelve Red Moon Generals, he would be burned to ashes without any more embers.
Dongfang Lan looked at Shen Wuji with disgust.
She knew Shen Wuji was stupid, but she didn't expect him to be so stupid.
The problem that others can't see, cannot be seen by Shen Wuji, who has been staying with Jiang Tian for ten thousand years?
"Reality is always full of helplessness."
Dongfang Lan was profound, but her eyes were extremely bright. She felt the arrival of "a large number" of loose immortals in her spiritual mind, and she showed a faint smile again.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Dong dong dong!"
When the sound of the Qingcang Divine Drum sounded, from the initial hesitation to the final determination, the dense rain of war drums made the entire ancient wilderness boil.
This made the scattered immortals in the Mist City who were on tenterhooks, curious and afraid to come even more astonished.
They all looked at the figure standing on the city wall.
Shouldn't this war drum be in Chang Qing's hands?
Why did it sound deep in the ancient wilderness?
At this moment, a scolding sound spread in all directions along with the sound of war drums.
"Leader of the Wuyue Clan, Master Concubine, please... Red Moon Immortal die!"
At this moment, the entire city of mist was screaming in surprise.
