Chapter 38: There is a lack of a boy under this seat

The appearance of the old demon of Montenegro made Yan Chixia, who was originally sitting firmly in the Diaoyutai, his face become solemn, and a pair of narrow eyes seemed to be able to reveal white light, and the sword intent on his body became sharper.

Yan Chixia stood up from the top of the City God's Hall, as if a larger sword monument stood up from between heaven and earth, poking out a big hole in the original black cloud-shrouded incense fire god realm, and constantly spreading around.

"Qin Di Sword Cultivator! Yan Chixia!"

This is the Chenghuang Incense Fire God Realm, the transit place between the human world and the netherworld, but it is still a land on earth, and it is the upper realm of the underworld.

The old demon of Montenegro is the lord of the underworld, the famous giant Yin God of the underworld, and is bound by the law of reincarnation in the underworld, where it is easy to get out of the underworld and enter the upper realm, and its actions must be restricted.

"Okay, good, good sword cultivator!"

Under the wild laughter of the old demon of Montenegro, the Ghost Gate Pass Yin Yang Road, which was constantly blowing out of the wind, suddenly sent out a huge suction, and all the objects in front of the Ghost Gate Pass Yin Yang Road continued to absorb towards the lower layer of the Netherworld Underworld, and the wind swept away, yellow sand, broken wall ruins, wood, statues, everything that was transformed by the power of incense instantly turned into a trace of power and spread towards the lower layer.

Nie Xiaoqian and the hundred ghosts under his command were also caught off guard, and they all looked for places around them where they could borrow strength, or inserted their weapons into the earth to fight against the wind.

The hundred ghosts and Nie Xiaoqian resisted the suction one after another, but the sedan chair that was not carried by anyone fell into darkness, accompanied by the loud curses of the grandmother in the sedan chair, and then turned into a miserable scream.

"What is this?"

"Don't! Hold me, don't let me fall!"

As soon as the screams of the dryad grandmother came, they were cut off and there was no more sound.

There was a gluttonous chewing sound in the darkness, and where was the Yin Cao Difu at the end of the reopened Yin and Yang Road, it was clearly the big mouth of the old demon of Montenegro who chose people to eat.

"Hahahaha, this king likes this, how tender the water is. ”

A terrifying voice came from the darkness, and then that gaze fell on Nie Xiaoqian again.

"And you, Nie Xiaoqian also left me to serve the king together. ”

Nie Xiaoqian and the hundred ghosts under his command were dumbfounded, where would they dare to go to the underworld now, they would rather die in the hands of Yan Chixia, a killer, than fall into the hands of this moody demon.

The hundred ghosts wanted to flee into the distance, avoiding the old demon of the Black Mountain and Yan Chixia, but they didn't expect that the ground of the entire small world suddenly broke layer by layer, and one after another the black stone turned into a wall, trapping Nie Xiaoqian and the hundred ghosts one after another.

This old demon of Montenegro has clearly regarded this Nie Xiaoqian as his own forbidden body, where can he tolerate her running away.

At this moment, in the entire City God Incense Fire God Realm, only Yan Chixia and the three of them were not under the control of the old demon of Black Mountain.

Qi Jinpeng and the scholar were holding the Yin and Yang Sword Flag, their legs trembling with fright, the ferocity of this old demon of the Black Mountain was monstrous, and it had exceeded everyone's imagination.

Although the old demon of Montenegro was on the lower level, he seemed to overlook the entire City God Incense Fire God Realm: "Yan Chixia, if you are willing to serve this king, I will make you the hall master of the Killing Hall of the City of Vain Death." ”

"Are you willing?"

Yan Chixia laughed and pointed at the sky: "Black Mountain Old Demon! There is also a shortage of a boy under this seat, are you willing?"

The old demon of Montenegro was stunned for a moment, and then he was furious, and thunder and lightning bombarded out from the black clouds in the incense fire god realm: "Presumptuous!"

Under the anger of the old demon of the Black Mountain, the black clouds in the City God Incense Fire God Realm intensified several times in an instant, and continued to spread upward, enveloping the entire City God Realm.

The entire earth of the Incense Fire God Realm also continued to crack, and all the palace buildings collapsed and engulfed.

Black clouds swirled in the sky of the whole world, and the earth collapsed.

Yan Chixia threw out the sword box, the sword box was magnified several times in the air, Yan Chixia sat directly on the sword box, and Qi Jinpeng and the scholar were holding the yin and yang sword flags, and they also flew up with Yan Chixia and sat in the sky.

Along with it, there were dense sword monuments, breaking free from the collapsed earth.

"The sword is divided into yin and yang!

Yan Chixia sat on top of the sword box, waved her hand and saw the sword qi rushing out of the sword box like rain, and then through the transformation of the yin and yang sword flags held by Qi Jinpeng and the others, each sword light turned into black and white, and then shattered through the sword tablet.

The sword qi is divided into yin and yang, yin and yang are transformed into four elephants, and the four images are transformed into gossip, which is eternal.

In an instant, the thousands of sword lights in the sky were shrouded like the stars of the heavens, like a vast galaxy rotating behind Yan Chixia.

The strong sword intent pierced the heavens and the earth, tearing the dark clouds apart, and Yan Chixia's body also bloomed with a thousand feet of white light, like the master of ten thousand swords.

At this moment, all the demons and monsters who were trapped by the seal all looked up at Yan Chixia, and they couldn't believe that this Yan Chixia could also perform such a swordsmanship, at this moment, he seemed to be no longer a mortal, but a god and Buddha standing on the top, a sword immortal standing on the top of all beings.

But the old demon of the Black Mountain is even more terrifying, across the restrictions of the underworld and the upper realm, he can mobilize the aura of heaven and earth, and turn into a terrifying demon power that fills the entire incense fire god realm.

"Move the mountains and drive the mountains!" The rough voice of the old demon of the Black Mountain shouted angrily, and the supreme mana condensed outside.

Everyone saw that above the spiritual realm, the black clouds condensed heavily, and finally turned into an immeasurable mountain and directly pressed down.

This legendary technique of moving mountains and chasing mountains was unfolded in the hands of the old demon of Black Mountain, as if it really moved the legendary five mountains.

The black immeasurable mountain pressed down from the sky, like the giant palm of the old demon of the Black Mountain, and the entire Incense Fire God Realm cracked layer by layer, and the qi waves shook towards the endless darkness.

The sword qi that swirled like a galaxy rose with Yan Chixia's sword finger, and the sword rain continued to converge, turning into a yin and yang sword light that was more than ten miles long, and bombarded towards the black immeasurable mountain.

"Boom!"

A huge gap was directly cut in the middle of the black mountain, broken into two, turned into two peaks, and inserted on top of the beating, and at the same time, accompanied by the meteor falling from the sky full of rubble.

And the yin and yang sword light was directly wiped out, and one after another the sword tablets were shattered, forcing out all the sword intent and sword qi, and the sword flags in the hands of Qi Jinpeng and the scholar were also torn into a ball of tatters at once.

The immeasurable mountain cracked, and the yin and yang sword light disintegrated.

Yan Chixia's desperate blow finally broke the technique of moving mountains and chasing mountains like the art of immortals.

However, the price was that Yan Chixia was seriously injured and fell from under the sky, he entered the Chenghuang God Realm with the body of the Yuan Shen, and at this moment the Yuan Shen was dim, and even a transparent situation appeared.

On top of the Yangshi City God Temple, Yan Chixia's body, which was sitting cross-legged on the ground, also appeared at the same moment with a large number of wounds cracking on her body, and the white scholar's clothes were suddenly dyed blood-red.

This small world of the spiritual realm shook the mountains, and it began to collapse in an instant, as if it could no longer withstand such a powerful force, and it quickly annihilated from the border to the center, and the Yin Yang Road Ghost Gate Pass that was originally re-penetrated and the human road leading to the Yang World were also slowly closing.

The old demon of Montenegro also did not expect that Yan Chixia would be able to survive such a blow from herself, and now that the Chenghuang Incense Fire God Realm has collapsed, the old demon of Montenegro in the netherworld and the netherworld can no longer make a move, so he can only watch Yan Chixia flee to the yang world with a cold eye.

"Yan Chixia, after you die, the soul will come to collect it personally!"

Yan Chixia's aura had weakened to the extreme, and she barely grabbed Qi Jinpeng and the scholar and quickly walked towards the path to the world in the Incense Fire God Realm: "Old thing! If you die, your grandfather won't die!"

In the end, Yan Chixia, Qi Jinpeng, and the scholar escaped from the Chenghuang God Realm in a hurry.

And the original entire Incense Fire God Realm, under the palm of the old demon of Black Mountain, all collapsed and collapsed.

Yan Chixia, Qi Jinpeng, and the scholar sat on the ruins of the City God Temple in the world, and couldn't help laughing at each other, they were able to escape from the hands of the old demon of Black Mountain, the lord of the city of vain, and destroyed the entire demon lair of Lanruo Temple, and from then on, the generation of Jinhua Mansion will no longer be infested by demons, which can be called a real shocking feat.

Everyone has some injuries on their bodies, some are weakened, some are physical, especially Yan Chixia is the worst, it looks like she is seriously injured and dying, but he laughs the loudest.

The three of them reluctantly walked towards the outside of the City God Temple, and stood on the street, when the great sun rose in the east and swept across the world, as if clearing all the darkness of the world.

Qi Jinpeng stood under the rising sun and couldn't help but sigh.

"It's like a big dream! Brother Yan, I have already asked my uncle to write a letter to expose the bribery of the prefect of Jinhua Mansion, and I think that our wanted notice should be taken down soon. ”

"After that, when I go back, I will definitely study hard and be a good official in the future!"

Qi Jinpeng lost his identity as a character actor from the beginning of wanting to seize the opportunity, and later re-participated in the main plot to obtain the role identity, which can be described as a twist and turn, and now he is more proficient in playing the role, and he plays a lost scholar vividly.

Yan Chixia also gave up her hand: "It's here! I'm going to go somewhere else, everyone will meet again!"

"See you soon!"

Under the illumination of the rising sun, the three of them each divided into two roads and headed into the distance.

At this scene, the whole play is over, but there is still an easter egg behind.

A whirlpool opened in front of the altar of the City God Temple, and a gorgeous woman in gorgeous clothes was seriously injured and escaped from it, and her tattered clothes could not hide her bumpy posture at all.

When the old demon of Montenegro and Yan Chixia were fighting fiercely, Nie Xiaoqian also broke free from the shackles and secretly escaped after Yan Chixia.

Nie Xiaoqian looked at the figure of a certain scholar walking towards the morning sun in the distance: "Yan Chixia!