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At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, Caomiao Village.

Looking from the high sky, the sky is not the cloudless blue and empty of the past, and the earth is no longer green or frost yellow, but replaced by a violent blood red, turning into dark clouds and storms, pressing heavily towards Qingyun Mountain.

Almost all the strong elites of the three factions of the righteous path gathered here, and they were ready to fight, and the attack of the Demon Gate Ghost King Sect this time had been planned for a long time, so the momentum was also fierce, and in just more than ten days, the power of the righteous path continued to shrink, and now in addition to the important land of the mountain gate of the three factions, almost all the world has fallen.

In the battle with the Ghost King Sect, death is not the most terrible, what is even more frightening is that once the righteous path elite dies in battle, they will be used by the Ghost King Sect to use some mysterious and weird evil spells, all of them are lost, and they become the accomplices of the ghost king.

Even, even ordinary surnames are not spared, all of them are confused, and they have become murder weapons under his command who only know how to kill, the number of people has exceeded 100,000, and the power is so great that it is even better than the beast and demon disaster known as the catastrophe of heaven and earth.

Now, it is time for the righteous path to live and die, and the place where the fate is decided, it happens to be Caomiao Village again.

Those who witnessed the war 20 years ago were all emotionally moved and sighed.

The disciples of the Demon Sect and the evil law puppets covered the sky and the sun, pushing all the way from Huqi Mountain, invincible, until the grass temple village stopped, as if there was an invisible moat blocking the front, not allowing them to step half a step across the thunder pool.

The number of people in the righteous path is obviously much smaller, but as long as they can come, almost all of them have gathered here, except for the three leaders of Qingyun Gate, Tianyin Temple, and Burning Incense Valley, most of the cultivators of the other small sects have also rushed to participate in the battle...... Although people spare their lives, but there are no eggs under the nest?

One of them is called King Kong Gate, the master of the sect 'Mighty Venerable' died in the catastrophe of the ghost king, and its only successor Shi took his little apprentice to the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

"Master, the Demon Gate is powerful, and the evil law is difficult to match, why don't the righteous path factions defend Qingyun Mountain, rely on the mountain protection array to deal with it, or there is still a glimmer of hope, so in a wild decisive battle under the mountain, wouldn't it be self-defeating?"

The little apprentice was only sixteen or seventeen years old, but he was quite wise, which was very different from his master's uprightness.

"You were born late, I don't know that there was a catastrophe in the world twenty years ago, swept from the 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang, and the righteous path was in danger at that time, but it was in this Caomiao Village that a person stepped forward and killed the beast god with his own strength to quell this catastrophe." The stone was born tall and big, like a giant, and although it deliberately lowered its voice, it still buzzed when it spoke, so that many people around him could hear it.

But he himself didn't seem to know, and seeing that the little apprentice could listen attentively, he satisfied his curiosity and continued: "But although that battle put an end to the catastrophe, this person's confidante also died to save him, and he was disheartened and disappeared without a trace, and it has been twenty years now. ”

"It's been twenty years, has the master thought about how to deal with the relationship between him and Lu Xueqi of our faction?"

The position in the middle of the crowd naturally belongs to Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple, and the incense valley has actually shown signs of decline, and Dao Xuan Zhenren has a complicated expression, looking back on the past, he has a lot of emotion.

The abbot of Tianyin Temple, Master Puhong, led hundreds of monks, including Pukong Monks, Fa Xiang, Fa Shan, etc., to line up next to the disciples of Qingyunmen, but at this moment he was very calm, saluted back, and said with a light smile: "Fate comes and goes is the Dharma, so let him go...... Lao Wei only hopes that he can be worthy of heaven and earth, worthy of the common people, and worthy of his own body in this life, which is contentment. ”

At this moment, a fierce roar and roar suddenly came from within the Demon Cult army, which had been quiet, like the rumbling of thousands of beasts, and the air was extremely solemn for a while.

Then someone shouted in a trembling voice: "The ghost king has appeared!" ”

All the people turned their heads in unison in an instant, only to see a man dressed in dark clothes and with his hands behind his back proudly stepping out of the air.

With his appearance, the blood-colored red light covered the sky and the sun floated over, and the entire canopy turned blood-red, and the dark red clouds rolled and tumbled, making people feel breathless when they looked at it.

It was as if because of him alone, the whole world would turn into a bloody purgatory.

"Obey all orders, don't act rashly, and wait for him to come out of the cabin before making a decision!"

Seeing that there were already righteous path monks who were unable to control themselves in a panic and trembling, Dao Xuan Zhenren hurriedly ordered.

The Ghost King turned a blind eye to the righteous army, and fell from the void like a leisurely stroll, and came to the wooden house in Caomiao Village, where Zhang Xiaofan and Baguio stood at the door and waited.

Ghost Dynasty Baguio nodded lightly and stepped in.

"Sit!"

Qin Changfeng was sitting at the table facing the door, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please, Xiao Yu'er had been taken out by the six-tailed fox demon couple, and only Xiao Bai was standing behind him in the room.

The Ghost King and Xiaobai glanced at each other, and they both showed a complicated color...... Baguio's mother is from the Tianhu clan, so the ghost king should know Xiaobai.

"White sideburns are born, the years are like water, are with demons, grievances and grievances, what is it in front of the years, twenty years of precipitation, why can't the ghost king see through?" Qin Changfeng looked at the white of the ghost king's sideburns and sighed, as if watching ants busy and working hard to move many things larger than themselves into the nest, but he didn't know that even if a young child unintentionally spilled urine, it could make their days or even a lifetime of hard work come to naught.

The ghost king didn't answer, because there was nothing to answer, Qin Changfeng didn't understand his obsession, and he couldn't have an epiphany because of this sentence, but asked rhetorically: "Wan Mou has been stumbling in the years, he is indeed old, but you should be at the peak of spring and autumn, why is it also full of gray hair?" ”

At this time, Xiaobai in the back pricked up her pointed ears, which was what she had always wanted to know, but Qin Changfeng didn't say it, she couldn't get an answer from Xiaoyu'er.

"Me?" Qin Changfeng smiled and replied honestly: "The prodigal wreckage, there is too much cause and effect owed, so I used green silk to repay the love debt." ”

The Ghost King's eyes were calm, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't feel any emotion, because no matter what the reason, he didn't really care.

"Let's get down to business, I'm bound to get this trip, do you want to stop me?"

"The two words of the world are very heavy, and the ghost king may not be able to bear it!" Qin Changfeng smiled, picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup of cold tea, and pushed it over.

The ghost king's eyes flashed slightly, he could be sure that this tea bowl and tea were all ordinary, almost the same as ordinary peasant houses, and he didn't understand what Qin Changfeng meant by this, if it was to entertain guests, it would be too shabby.

Qin Changfeng relieved his doubts and said with a light smile: "I want to say that the world is just the weight of this cup of tea in my eyes, the ghost king may not believe it, but this is the case." As long as the ghost king can stand it after drinking this cup of tea, I will not appear in front of you from now on, and wherever your ghost king appears, I will automatically retreat! ”

"Whether you avoid it or not, I will destroy the righteous path, but you may as well drink this cup of tea."

The arrogance in the ghost king's heart leaped beyond words, obviously not paying attention to the vague warning in Qin Changfeng's words. The reason why he took this trip was just because of the other party's record of slaying the Beast King twenty years ago, but even if the original Beast King was now in front of him, he was definitely not the opponent of the Four Spirit Blood Array.

"Gollum!"

The ghost king picked up the teacup, raised his head and drank all the mlandly tea without hesitation, then put the teacup down, turned around and walked away.

It's just a cup of tea, even if there is the most powerful poison in the world, it has no effect on him now.

Since he came with a large army, he never intended to be good!

However......

Rumble!

The moment he stepped out of the door, the ghost king's expression changed drastically, and he was extremely white in an instant, he fell with one foot, and the sky shook as if the earth was shaking, stepping on a deep footprint on the ground, and at the same time clenching his teeth and puffing up all his strength, otherwise he was afraid that he would fall on the spot!

"Daddy, what's wrong with you?" Baguio was stunned, thinking he had been poisoned.

The ghost king waved his hand, knowing that he was not poisoned, but simply suppressed by a terrifying pressure, invisibly, as if there was a mountain pressing on his back at all times, making it difficult for him to walk, let alone fight.

"This is the weight of the world, the ghost king should go back, after fifteen years, after you digest it, you will cultivate to a great progress, and when the time comes, if you want to destroy the righteous path, I will not stop it."

What the ghost king drank was not poison, but naturally it was not pure tea, Qin Changfeng condensed part of the cause and effect of this world in it, formless and formless, but it was definitely not a realm that the ghost king could bear.

In short, if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight, and since the ghost king can't bear the weight of the world, he is naturally not qualified to sweep the world again.

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