Above the sky, the airflow on both sides is separated.
It is also a relaxing thing to overlook the great rivers and mountains.
Zhao Huai walked with his sword, unfazed by favor and humiliation, and went all the way north, just passing by Lingshan Mountain.
The rolling mountains and green peaks make it impossible for mortals to imagine what kind of world it is filled with.
And Zhao Huai knew that the entire Lingshan Mountain was wrapped in a huge ancient formation. On the surface, it looked like mountains, but in fact it was a blessed land.
I was just passing by over Lingshan Mountain and there was no need to stop.
Zhao Huai just glanced at it and speeded up.
Suddenly, several streams of light flew out of Lingshan's formation and slid in the sky, attracting Zhao Huai's attention.
He guessed that these should be the disciples of the sect who came out of Lingshan. Nowadays, there are many disciples of the sect coming down from the mountain, and it is not a rare thing.
The streamer quickly passed through the airspace where Zhao Huai was, and the other party seemed to have noticed Zhao Huai.
The shuttle speed actually slowed down.
Zhao Huai was also surprised and thought to himself.
Could it be that there is an acquaintance?
"Mr. Zhao, long time no see."
Soon, a blue stream of light came in front of Zhao Huai. Before he saw anyone, a soft voice had already penetrated into Zhao Huai's ears.
"How many are there?"
Seeing that they stopped on their way, Zhao Huai also stopped and asked in confusion.
"It's me. I've been working for more than a year and you don't recognize me?"
A graceful figure emerged in front of her, wearing a moon-blue dress.
She is a woman with an immortal spirit, exquisite facial features, as pure as white snow, long eyelashes, beautiful eyes, and a dust-free temperament, just like a fairy from the Nine Heavens.
Zhao Huai's face was slightly surprised when he saw the appearance of the visitor.
"Fairy Linglong, it's you."
The other party was Qiu Yueqing, the fairy from Linglong Immortal Palace.
A year ago, the Lord of Linglong Palace had sent her to be his protector, but when the demon sect fought for the ancestral artifact, in order to save him, the other party alone blocked the full blow of the Nascent Soul, and also used the teleportation talisman to kill him. Sent to Nanyu Mansion.
This kind of kindness can be said to be very great.
Qiu Yueqing smiled slightly and said, "It's been a year since we last met, but the master's demeanor and temperament are still the same. It seems that his cultivation has improved a lot."
She could detect that Zhao Huai's aura had greatly improved compared to a year ago, and had already broken through the golden elixir.
Even she could not match this speed.
Although she is not more than a hundred years old this year, she only has the cultivation level of the Golden Core Peak. It may take some time to break through to the Nascent Soul.
"The trip to Lingshan has benefited a lot."
Zhao Huai sighed with emotion, then focused on her and said seriously:
"I still have no thanks for saving my life last time. If the fairy hadn't taken action, I might have died on the spot."
Qiu Yueqing smiled brightly when she saw him mentioning this matter. For some reason, Zhao Huai remembered this matter, and she felt a faint joy in her heart.
"This is what I should do. The young master has the bloodline of the Yan Ancestor and is the Lord of the Great Flame. He is the seed favored by the Immortal Sect. His life is naturally important. Besides, Master has asked me to protect the young master."
After hearing this explanation, Zhao Huai raised the corners of his mouth slightly and couldn't help but smile.
She is still the same, nothing has changed.
Always for the sake of Master's words, he is single-minded and straightforward, without thinking about himself.
"Young Master now doesn't need me to protect you anymore."
A slight dimple appeared on Qiu Yueqing's cheeks, and she smiled happily, but there was an unspeakable regret deep in her eyes.
The master originally asked her to stay with Zhao Huai as a maid, and she finally experienced a secular life.
But it didn't take long before he fell into the demon sect's conquest.
The two of them didn't get along for long, but Qiu Yueqing already had a deep affection for Zhao Huai.
If we look at it from the beginning, it was still the master’s order to win the favor of His Highness the Crown Prince.
Now, she admired the man in front of her from the bottom of her heart.
But she also knew that the other party already had someone he liked and they were married.
I probably have no chance.
"Where are you going, Master? I remember that the capital of Great Yan Kingdom is in the south."
Qiu Yueqing couldn't help but ask when he thought of business.
Zhao Huai explained: "Nowadays, many heaven and earth altars in various places have been lost. The wild world in Xizhou and the Huangquan world in Beizhou. I am worried that they have entered the boundaries of Zhongzhou, so I went north to investigate."
"Actually, it's for my sister-in-law."
After hearing Zhao Huai's explanation, Qiu Yueqing said helplessly.
Zhao Huai was also surprised when he heard this. Did everyone in the Immortal Sect already know Yu Qinghan's identity?
"Gu Tianji told me."
Qiu Yueqing chuckled.
"Fairy."
"I really envy her."
Qiu Yueqing looked at the lonely mountains in the world and said softly.
In this regard, Zhao Huai could only remain silent.
"I want to ask you something, sir."
"you say."
"If the young master met me first instead of Miss Yu, would the ending be the same as before?" Qiu Yueqing asked with trembling eyelashes.
Zhao Huai pursed his lips, frowned and then parted, breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"The fairy can ask like this, but I can't think like this. I'm sorry, there is no answer to this question."
"ok, I get it."
"Sir, see you again if we are destined. I have something important to do."
Qiu Yueqing said goodbye, turned around and left.
Until the end, Zhao Huai did not see the expression on the other party's face clearly.
Qiu Yueqing returned to the team of other disciples, turned into a blue stream of light again, and left this world.
The direction the other party left seemed to be Beizhou.
Zhao Huai suddenly remembered that the Immortal Sect had been sending disciples to the entrances of various heavens and earth, which was the direction of the altar.
Whether it is Xizhou or Beizhou, Xianmen has been working hard to remedy the situation, even if many people died in the process.
When he was in Lingshan before, he heard that many sect disciples were missing in the direction of Beizhou.
The same is true for Xizhou. It may have become the base of the demon clan.
So I don’t know when we will meet next time.
The Hall of Nourishing Heart.
Yu Qinghan was sitting on a golden silk cushion. The imperial desk was covered with memorials and documents, and his expression looked very anxious.
"Your Majesty, the appointed time is coming soon."
Luzhu on the side reminded in a low voice.
A few days ago, the Demon Sect announced that within seven days, His Majesty must give up his position, otherwise he must bear the consequences.
It is still not clear what this consequence is.
Recently, His Majesty has been deeply involved in the turmoil surrounding the birth of his son. The people have been talking about this matter, and one can often hear unpleasant rumors, which has directly trampled the prestige that the Empress of Great Xia had accumulated for a year to the ground.
"How's the investigation going?"
Yu Qinghan slapped a book of documents on the table, tilted his head and asked.
Panic has already begun in the court. What many ministers wrote in the memorials is to avoid the Holy Spirit from hearing. They did not write about the real things in the secular Daxia. Instead, they began to lie and go against the will, starting from the memorials.
There are also many people who have openly defected to King Changning, which is the most unacceptable thing for her.
If you want to know the most real situation, you can also listen to Qingyi Wei's investigation of the capital.
"Your Majesty, there are many unpleasant voices among the people. Some people even say that Your Majesty, you are..."
At the end of the words, even Luzhu was a little unable to speak and looked panicked.
"Say, what is it?"
"She's a slut!" Lu Zhu finally said it out with her eyes closed.
When he heard this word, Yu Qinghan's face was very calm and he was not affected. ,
"Isn't your Majesty angry?"
Lu Zhu asked unexpectedly when she saw that she had no sign of being angry.
"What's the use of being angry if I let them scold me and use their mouths on others."
Yu Qinghan leaned on the chair, closed his eyes and sighed.
"Report!"
Suddenly, an anxious voice came from outside the hall. A royal guard ran into the hall, knelt down and clasped his fists:
"Your Majesty, there is a terrible vibration in the center of the capital. It is suspected to be an invasion by monks! All four masters in the capital have been defeated!"
"coming."
After hearing the news, Yu Qinghan opened his phoenix eyes, as if there were two flames burning in his pupils, and the blazing mana surrounded him, as if turning the hall into a furnace.
In just a moment, she left the Yangxin Hall, leaving only one sentence behind.
"Walk."
The entrance to the Xia Capital Imperial City.
Waves of air splashed out from the street, and the originally tall and vermilion door became riddled with holes. It was unknown what kind of blow it had suffered.
The common monks around him looked at the deep pit that appeared in their hearts with fear on their faces.
It was filled with the corpses of the Forbidden Army. At the same time, the four masters of the capital were swaying around, suffering heavy casualties.
The four famous gods, Yunlong, Qinhu, Xuangui, and Yingque, were all covered in blood and fell to the ground.
The spear was broken and stuck helplessly on the ground. The bow string was also broken and covered with dust.
The picture is so miserable.
"The four great masters in the capital are all just trash."
A man in blood robe kicked out the black turtle that looked like a dead dog, crumpled the shield ax made of fine steel into a ball of scrap metal, and threw it away casually.
The experienced monks around him recognized the man in blood robe at a glance and said in a horrified tone:
"This is Yang Yuan of the Blood God Sect, one of the seven disciples of the Demon Sect."
"What! It's actually Yang Yuan of the Blood God Sect. He's so good. Why did he come to Xia Capital?"
"Is there no sect to punish them?!"
The Blood God Sect, as one of the ten demon sects, is notorious for its cruel methods. It likes to use a large amount of the blood of ordinary people and monks to practice. This heresy is very strange.
In terms of strength, the Blood God Sect has the Ancestor of the Transformation God in charge, and its status is even higher than that of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, the Seven Evil Sect, and the Zongshi Tomb.
In less than half a stick of incense, thousands of forbidden troops and the four masters of the capital had already fallen to Yang Yuan's hands.
This terrifying strength made the monks feel frightened.
After all, the cultivation of the four masters is also building a foundation. In the world, they can definitely be called the top, but in front of Yang Yuan, they are nothing.
They can only wait for help from the Immortal Sect.
However, after a long time, no monks from the sect came. If this was normal, the gatekeepers of the immortal sect would have come to deal with it.
At the same time, there were six demonic monks in black robes on the tower. One of them, an old man, had an unfathomable aura, and he might be even more terrifying than Yang Yuan.
Yang Yuan wiped the blood on his face, came to the pit, grabbed the neck of Yunlong, the four masters on the ground, lifted it up gently, and said with an evil smile:
"You guys are like this, and the Empress of Great Xia hasn't come out yet. Tell me, does she think your lives are not important at all?"
Yunlong's fierce face was now stained with blood, his eyes were wide open, and his neck was pinched so hard that he couldn't breathe, but he still said firmly:
"The Immortal Sect will not let you go."
"Xianmen?"
Yang Yuan took out his ears and put on a meaningful smile: "Now that the Immortal Sect cannot protect itself, how can it have time to take care of you?"
"The general trend of the world has changed. The peaceful Zhongzhou of the past has long gone forever. You frogs in the well probably don't know anything."
"Then let me tell you, even if your Empress of Great Xia comes in person today, she will be dead!"
A cruel smile appeared in Yang Yuan's eyes. As he stretched out his other hand, the blood scattered around him squirmed slightly and gathered together to form a blood ball.
Seeing that Yunlong was about to die on the spot, a harsh sound broke through the air.
In the scope of Yang Yuan's consciousness, a qi movement appeared that made him feel dangerous.
He was not in a hurry, but smiled slightly: "It's finally here."
A heavy halberd, as fast as lightning, thrust straight towards Yang Yuan.
Yang Yuan tried to catch it with one hand, but struck out first with a palm.
"Ding!"
The moment it was touched, it made a violent sound.
Yang Yuan only felt a terrible strange force coming from his hand, and it was transmitted to his arm.
Realizing that something was wrong, he decisively threw away the Yunlong in his hand and used both hands to deal with it.
In addition to the terrifying strange power on the halberd, there was also majestic magic power, which forced him to retreat continuously.
"The cultivation of the Empress of Great Xia is actually so powerful?"
Yang Yuan had no choice but to retract his contempt, and used a spell with his eyes fixed. His back slowly squirmed, and he stretched out two big blood-condensed hands to pull the halberd to the left and right.
next moment.
Only a phoenix cry was heard, and a sea of crimson fire rose into the sky.
A beautiful shadow quickly passed by, and he quickly punched Yang Yuan.
It flew away directly.
The smoke and dust dissipated, and the figure was revealed. It was Yu Qinghan dressed in a phoenix cloud. A pair of crystal blue phoenix wings grew on her back, and the cold air was overwhelming.
Since breaking through the golden elixir, she has discovered that she has undergone a transformation. The mana energy is not only in its previous blue state, but has become five colors.
In other words, she possesses the power of the colorful divine phoenix.
That is to say, there are five kinds of phoenix magical powers, and she can master each of them.
"As expected of the Empress of Great Xia, her strength is indeed strong. Fortunately, Lord Demon is well prepared and asked me to bring people out, otherwise today would really be a disaster."
Yang Yuan's pair of big bloody hands turned into shields, blocking Yu Qinghan's blow, and stood ten meters away unscathed, saying in a cold voice.
Yu Qinghan shook his big hand, and the cold iron spurge quickly returned to his hand, making a light buzz.
She stared at the six black-robed monks on the tower and the old man with her phoenix eyes, and coldly snorted:
"What is it? It turns out that they are worshipers of the Heavenly Demon Palace. The Blood God Sect. The ten sects of the Demon Sect are just lackeys of the Heavenly Demon Palace. And my uncle, you should be the one who supported me, right?"
"Stop sowing discord. No matter what happens today, you must get down from this position. If you want to deal with Da Yan, you Da Xia will bear the brunt!"
After Yang Yuan finished speaking, he waved his hand lightly.
Six Jindan realm Demon Sect monks immediately appeared on the ground and surrounded Yu Qinghan.
There was absolutely no intention of a duel, and a group fight was arranged directly.
Seeing this, Yu Qinghan sneered and said: "The Demon Sect is the Demon Sect, and the leader will do whatever it takes."
"As long as the goal can be achieved, why not use all means?"
"Even if you have the national fortune to protect you today, I must capture you."
Yang Yuan chuckled and took out a piece of black cloth from his sleeve.
The black cloth continued to expand, blocking the sunlight and gradually covering the sky.
"Hey!"
Daxia's national destiny Jiuling Chifeng felt the crisis.
He screamed loudly, but it was covered by the breath of black cloth.
For a time, the entire imperial city was shrouded in black cloth.
