Cui Houqing turned her face, her distorted face became a little ruddy again, and his hoarse and terrifying voice reached the bottom of her heart.

"Okay, thank you!" Cui Houqing said hoarsely, and then his heart seemed to be much warmer because of being moved, and his tone was a little gentle.

He treats me differently after all!

The corners of Wang Wenqing's mouth twitched, revealing a cold smile, and then without saying anything, he reached out and grabbed his cold wrist.

The two hearts were thus intertwined.

"Okay, since you crazy men and women intend to embarrass me, why should I read the feelings of the same way? Then let go of the fight!" Nan Tian saw that the two of them had no intention of stopping, as a well-known figure, he could no longer bear the situation at this time, so he took the lead in initiating difficulties.

"Brother Nan, don't embarrass my daughter and son-in-law, let Lao Er make a few moves with you!" Wang Dingtian over there saw that Nantian was about to release a big move, and he was worried that his daughter and son-in-law were young and vigorous for a while, so he yelled.

But he was entangled by the two senior elders of Qinglong Temple at the moment, and it was difficult to separate for a while, so he could only remind him with words from afar.

At the same time as Wang Dingtian spoke, suddenly there was a thunderclap in the sky, and the whole world was darkened.

In just a moment, the entire Tongtian Peak was plunged into hell!

The Demon Cult's Hell Trilogy, the Ghost Prison, covered the entire Tongtian Mountain in an instant, and everyone on the mountain was pulled into the Abi Hell.

"Bastard, the Hell Trilogy discriminates against brave and ruthless acts?" the demon lord angrily chopped his foot and said angrily. But he was afraid that it would be too late to stop it, and as soon as the ghost prison was released, the entire mountain was surrounded by an army of ghosts.

No one knew that Cui Houqing's heart was chaotic at this time, he was shocked by the power of the ghost's tricks, and he was worried about the most cherished people around him. Even though he was in a place of no return, he still turned his head to look at the battle group not far away, where a red figure was flying, and the whip in his hand was flying up and down, even if he was trying to resist, but because of his strength, he gradually fell into decline.

At the moment when Cui Houqing was distracted, several skeletons came out of the ground and attached themselves to Cui Houqing, coiling his body tightly, making him unable to move.

Just between this lightning and flint, Nantian seized the opportunity to turn into a cloud of black gas and rushed to his face.

But who's exclaiming?

In a moment, tens of thousands of ghost shadows poured out from between the ground, and as soon as the ghost shadow appeared, it immediately burrowed into the dead corpses on the ground. In less than a moment, all the dead bodies were possessed by the ghosts, and they stood up mechanically and rejoined the battle, but at this moment they were attacking the other side, the whole righteous path!

As a result, there were tens of thousands of opponents in the entire righteous path, and the pressure surged several times for a while. Although those dead corpses did not have the cultivation of the past, they were not afraid of pain because there were many people, and every time they were knocked away, as long as they still had arms and feet, they would pick up their weapons again and join the battle, which was quite difficult for a while.

To say that the pressure is the greatest, the most critical is Cui Houqing, at this time he has been entangled by skeletons, and he can't be separated. But there was a strong attack from the south sky. At this critical moment, Wang Wenqing's slender figure blocked in front of him.

Wang Wenqing and Nan Tian slapped hard, and Wang Wenqing was vigorously knocked away, leaving an afterimage in mid-air, falling not far away, and a trace of bright red flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Qing'er!" exclaimed, Wang Dingtian broke free from the entanglement, flew to Wang Wenqing's side, and helped her up.

"Nantian, how are you doing?" he roared and was about to step forward desperately, but was stopped by the demon lord.

The demon lord said, "Didn't you see that your daughter was embarrassing the Southern Protector?" said and put his finger on Wang Wenqing's pulse, and got the result in a moment.

"Your daughter is fine!" After speaking, the demon lord turned to look at the giant ding in front of the main hall.

A green dragon roared, and the wind surged, and a mysterious aura was immediately added to this ghost prison.

The blue light in the giant tripod is pervasive, and a green dragon flies out of it, and the green dragon flies to the sky above Tongtian Peak, stepping on a wisp of auspicious clouds under his feet, holding his head high and looking at the world.

"Qinglong, I didn't expect the legend of a thousand years ago to be true!" the Demon Lord muttered with a hint of horror in his eyes.

"Look! Qinglong's head is on top!" Wang Dingtian's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly pointed to the sky.

The demon lord looked towards the guide, and saw that on top of the huge head of the green dragon, there was an old monk covered in blood, but who was it not Master Yuru?

A long howl surged and the clouds surged, and an angry shout shook hundreds of miles.

The entire Tongtian Peak was moved by the arrogance of this sentient being, and they all stopped the weapons in their hands and looked up at the air. For a moment, this demonic hell was at peace.

When he saw that the fairyland-like Tongtian Peak had now become a hell, he roared angrily, and his whole body was full of blue light, like a round of cyan sun, and the light suddenly pierced the ghost prison. All the ghosts were illuminated by this blue light, and immediately howled in panic, like nemesis, and disappeared like nemesis, and the original dead bodies fell to the ground, no longer motionless.

In less than a moment, Tongtian Peak returned to its original appearance, with green mountains and white clouds, green trees and flowing water. It's just that now it doesn't look like it's been tossed, and the Qinglong Hall can no longer support it, and it collapses into rubble. With a bang, the dust was flying. The whole square was littered with severed limbs, blood flowed together, converging into a red river, flies buzzing, and the smell of blood came to the nostrils.

At this moment, Lin Haoran led everyone to appear in the square, only to see that the ground was full of corpses from both sides at this time, among which the disciples of Qinglong Temple accounted for the majority. The square has become a different scene at this moment, the former Qingguang Cold Pool has become the current Shura Hell, and the white clouds in the sky are reflected on the bluestone and are dyed red by blood and water, which looks very demonic.

The ghost prison was broken, Nantian roared, and spewed out a bloody arrow in one mouth, as if it had been hit vigorously, it flew upside down and fell into the distance.

In mid-air, where everyone stared, on the top of the green dragon's head, Master Yuru stood up tremblingly as if he was dying, and as soon as he straightened his waist, he staggered a few steps and almost fell down.

All the righteous people underground, including Cui Houqing, were also worried about the figure in the sky, for fear that he would accidentally make a joke and fall down. But Yuru still insisted on standing up straight, raising his hands to the sky, and roaring angrily. The people looked at his raised right hand, where an ordinary stone axe stood out.

This legendary Pangu axe, which once threatened the Divine Domain in the hands of Pangu, reappeared in the hands of Master Yuru, the head of the Qinglong Temple, at the most dangerous moment today.

In mid-air, the green dragon carried Master Yuru up and down, roaring in a low voice, and the dragon's head was slightly low, as if he was also facing this Pangu axe, with indescribable fear and respect.

As soon as the stone axe came out, the wind and clouds immediately surged, and a lightning bolt fell from the sky, and a thunderous explosion sounded, hitting the stone axe, and the person in the sky was like a giant in thunder and lightning, emitting a dazzling white light!

"Pangu Axe! What a Pangu Axe!" the Demon Lord's face turned pale, he had never been so frightened, staring at the thunder in the sky, for fear that he would miss the most exciting thing in the blink of an eye.

Just when everyone was still hesitating, Yuru moved. I saw that he was like an ancient god, and a huge god slowly appeared behind him, and the eyes of the god were even more amazing, one was the sun and the other was the moon, and his eyes were indifferent to everyone.

Boom! Wave after wave of incomparably powerful qi swept over everyone on the ground who was still fighting!

All the people who were overturned, whether they were the righteous path or the demon sect, were all looking towards the source of the qi wave in a daze at this moment, the huge figure.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, Qiankun borrows the law! All gods, respect me!" Master Yuru roared in mid-air, laughing wildly, like crazy!

Strangely, when Yuru laughed wildly, the phantom behind him also trembled, as if he was also laughing wildly.

Deep, breathe!

Giant axe, to the sky!

In the firmament, in the blooming light, a strange chanting sound suddenly reverberated sounded, like the gods and Buddhas singing in the sky, like the nine demons laughing. The nameless sense of shock overwhelmed everyone in Tongtian Peak.

Suddenly, I felt a surge of airflow, and the vitality of heaven and earth became rich, and a huge whirlpool appeared above Master Yuru's head with the Pangu Axe as the center of the circle, and a pillar of vitality light suddenly descended from the Nine Heavens, boom, the dazzling pillar of light annihilated the Pangu Axe, and even the Qinglong with Master Yuru, even the green dragon with a length of hundreds of zhang could not be seen.

"Pangu!" the Demon Lord gasped!

"Dad!" Cui Houqing shed a tear!

Just when the people of the Demon Sect didn't know what to do, Yuru moved again, only to see a huge qi axe conjuring up from the stone axe in his hand. As soon as the qi axe came out, the surrounding vitality fluctuated violently. Everyone, including the Demon Lord who had cultivated to the top, also felt that his qi and blood were boiling, as if he was about to get out of his body.

"It's not good, retreat!" Just when the Demon Sect disciples were still hesitating, the Demon Lord expected that something bad would happen, so he yelled and wanted to flee first.

The stone axe in Yuru's hand swung downward, and the air axe slashed towards the mountain peak with a loud wind.

Boom, the air axe has not arrived, and the wind roars and shakes the mountains!

Such a huge air axe covered the entire Tongtian Peak, making it impossible for people to avoid and escape. So, everyone stopped running away, stupidly waiting for the next moment of death!

This rare spectacle for eternity, but there is no sense of excitement, only bursts of slaughter and coldness.

Master Yuru was on the green dragon, his body shook faintly, and at the same time he chanted the spell, and waved the Pangu axe in both hands, slashing downward!

"Ding......"

On the Pangu Axe, a burst of light flickered, and a moment later, the huge Qi Axe that was above the air, with an incomparably fierce momentum, rushed down, and rushed straight towards the people of the Demon Sect.

Countless demon cultists raised their troops to resist, but the big axe stabbed straight down mercilessly as if it was invincible, and the slightly less powerful ones were immediately driven deep into the ground, and blood splattered.

On Tongtian Peak, suddenly ghosts cried and wolves howled, screams were endless, countless severed limbs and broken flesh were splashed, flesh and blood were flying, bloody wind and rain, like hell. In this situation, even Cui Houqing and the people of the demon lord changed their faces slightly.

At this time, the closest to the main hall was Cui Houqing, who had been entangled by many disciples and couldn't get out of it for a while. Suddenly, a sword light crossed everyone and stabbed straight towards Cui Houqing's throat.

"Don't!" A rainbow shadow danced in front of Cui Houqing's eyes, and slapped the sword shadow away with one palm, no matter who he helped at this time, it was right, Yi Zhen'er showed a look of struggle on her face.

Cui Houqing was looking for Yi Zhen'er, but now seeing her come to him, Cui Houqing was overjoyed, pulled Yi Zhen'er, and said, "Let's go!"

"Zhen'er, come back quickly!" An angry roar came from behind him, and it was Lin Haoran who heard the voice.

Yi Zhen'er stretched out her hand to brush Cui Houqing away, and said with tears in her eyes: "Senior brother, senior sister can only help you this time!

It is said that Wang Wenqing was pulled by Wang Dingtian and was about to retreat down the mountain with the army, but when she turned back again, she saw that the lonely figure was still standing in the distance.

She broke free from Wang Dingtian, turned back, took Cui Houqing's hand and said, "Let's go together!"

Cui Houqing's heart was empty, and he let him pull him and fly towards an unknown place.

The two of them rose into the air and flew out of the hall.