The next day, Huashan fell on the Yan Peak.

I don't know if it's because Cen Duxiao, who has the divine power of the god of flowers, has been in Luoyan Peak for a while, and this year's autumn seems to have come very late, it is late autumn, and the trees and leaves on the mountain have not fallen.

The mountaintops are lined with green trees and intertwined branches, and the morning sun shines through the scattered leaves, and the beams of light shine on the ground, as if the stars in the sky have fallen into the mortal world.

Each tree is draped with a festive carmine veil, ten steps in a series, the carmine veil is several meters long, it falls quietly when there is no wind, and it looks up along the winding mountain road, like the red clouds between the blue sea, lined with the golden light of the sun, which is as beautiful as a fairyland outside the world.

Waiting until the mountain breeze caresses, the leaves are swaying, the carmine veil flutters and dances, this worldly fairyland adds a bit of aura, the golden light of a place flickering, like a small golden wave dancing, dreamy people feel that the scenery in front of them is not real.

The marriage between Mount Tai and Mount Hua can be described as unprecedented.

I see the newcomer laughing, how can I hear the old man crying?

The dreamlike red veil, the festive of the lanterns, but in Cen Duxiao's eyes, it was scarlet and bloody resentment.

Blinding!

All the immortal sects gathered together, and it was even more lively than the Wuyue Conference that year.

Everyone had a blessing, a compliment, or a flattering smile on their faces.

It's just a dead man at the foot of the mountain, an insignificant girl, a monster who was a demon in a previous life.

And who cares?

In the crowd, no one even noticed Cen Duxiao's arrival.

There is no net?

It's a shame that killing them by surprise is too unchallenging.

Could it be that she controls herself too well?

Cen Duxiao spread out her palm, and a cloud of colorful light jumped in her palm, jumping and dancing like a black mist, quickly rendering the bright light into inky black.

She said to the black qi like an evil thing, "Go and find the murderer who killed your mother." ”

It was a baby spirit, a wisp of infant spirit of a wooden child.

Qu Ru is a demon bird, but Mu Tong's body is mortal, so the child she is pregnant with is also half a mortal.

The child has been formed and has a soul, and the wooden child has been scattered.

Yuen Long is considered a descendant of the Protoss, and no matter how thin the blood of the gods is, Mu Tong and his children are unusual.

Children are self-conscious before they are born.

The child's ghost witnessed the murder of his mother, turned into a powerful ghost, and made a big fuss in the underworld.

The infant spirit could not enter the Lethe River, and rushed around, trying to escape from the underworld to avenge his mother.

Cen Duxiao went to the underworld, and despite the obstruction, he insisted on taking the infant spirit away.

The kid seemed to know that Cen Duxiao had no ill will towards him, and he didn't give anyone face, but obeyed Cen Duxiao.

A god with a little blood and a child of life, and man is possessed by a demonic spirit.

This child's background is destined to be unusual, he can neither be considered a demigod or a half-demon.

In short, he is beyond the Three Realms, and if he is alive, he will definitely be a "demon" who even the gods of the Heavenly Realm have a headache like Feng Xun.

Rao is reduced to a ghost, this kid is resentful, and his strength can compete with that of a Terran monk who has ten years of cultivation.

Cen Duxiao looked at the resentful infant spirit, and suddenly remembered that the true body of the devouring spirit had no face and was hermaphroditic.

Could it be that the Yuan Devouring Spirit is also a descendant of gods and demons?

Obviously, the combination of gods and demons is not tolerated by the way of heaven, and the children born are regarded as monsters.

Therefore, for so many years, the Heavenly Realm has exterminated the Yuan Devouring Spirit Clan, not only because of fear of their strength, but also because of the so-called face of their Heavenly Realm!

The infant spirit rushed straight in the direction of the murderer, and stopped in front of several Taishan disciples without the slightest hesitation.

Cen Duxiao knew those people, she didn't know what their names were, but she remembered every one of their faces.

That day, in the cave of Weiyuan Village, they were the last few people she rescued.

It was also they who had identified her as a demon outside the Light Dust Temple.

This is the person she desperately saved!

didn't give anything in return, but kept falling into the well, and even killed her best friend!

Why save them?

If they didn't care if they lived or died at that time, wouldn't Mu Tong have died?

There are so many people like them in this world, she will never save anyone again!

She's a demon god, so she should kill people instead of save them!

The resentment of the infant spirit became heavier and heavier, and everyone found that there was a chill all over the body, as if there was a gust of yin wind pouring into their backs.

Someone noticed something unusual, pointed at the black gas, and shouted: "Demon God! The Demon God is here! It's the Demon God!"

Like boiling water splashing in the crowd, the people trembled, and then drew their swords in unison, pointing at the black gas.

"How can there be a demon god?"

Everyone looked at each other, and the silk and bamboo orchestra at the wedding scene came to an abrupt end.

People still haven't found any trace of Cen Duxiao, and if she doesn't show up herself, these people are afraid that they won't be able to see her until they die.

Everyone did not let down their vigilance, and some people muttered dissatisfiedly: "Huashan's mountain protection array is simply a virtual appearance!

Some people are so frightened that their hearts are furious, it is a matter of life and death, and they are not afraid of offending the two major sects of Mount Tai and Huashan, and they all scolded angrily: "You can't guarantee our safety, please send us to death!"

If the demon god really comes, the mainstay of all the immortal sects are here, if something happens, who can protect the stability of this world!"

Cen Duxiao sneered: "If the stability of the world is maintained by you cowardly rats and idiots, then this world will end sooner or later." ”

Everyone looked at the source of the sound.

I saw Cen Duxiao stepping step by step from the long steps, dressed in a light gauze white dress as if he was in the smoke.

Her black hair was scattered and drooping, she did not wear any hair accessories, her whole body was snow-white, and her face was less bloody, and she looked even more pale.

On the day of the big day, she seemed to be coming to mourn, and people who didn't know why stood up in a cold sweat, feeling unlucky, and didn't dare to scold directly.

Cen Duxiao had just destroyed the Long Hate Gate, and everyone had to believe that her strength was so strong that no one could compare.

Cen Duxiao glanced over, very satisfied that these people saw their panicked performance, it seems that the kind of fools who are not afraid of death like the long-hated door are a minority after all.

"Cen Duxiao, you are really here. ”

Yu Shien didn't seem surprised by Cen Duxiao's arrival, he raised his hand and waved, and the sound of the metal mechanism in the hall roared.

A few people hanging upside down from the roof were hung upside down with iron chains, and purple light flashed on the chains, and when the hanging people moved, they could smell the stench of burning skin.

"Threaten me?"

The people around her are all dead, who else can Yu Shien threaten her with?

She looked closely, and she didn't know the few people who were hanging, but they left a deep impression on her.

It's Li Xingye and a few of their protégés of the Seven Star Hall!