Jing Wuyuan became more and more unable to understand the disciple he had grown up watching since he was a child.

Since he knew that the Queen Mother was possessed by the Moon Demon, why didn't she take action?

But after thinking about it, it seems that it is indeed unthinkable, the Moon Demon occupied the body of the Queen Mother, except for killing it together with the Queen Mother.

Otherwise, there is nothing to do with her.

Fortunately, she hasn't done anything to endanger the Yin Moon Dynasty yet, so turning a blind eye and treating herself as if she doesn't know anything is the best choice in desperation.

"White girl, the matter has come to this, we can only wait and see what happens, and keep an eye on the Moon Demon for the Holy Monarch." After sighing for a while, Jing didn't have a chance to say to Bai Suzhen like this.

Bai Suzhen nodded and said, "I understand." ”

"Hmm." Jing Wuyuan nodded in satisfaction, turned around and left.

He still has a lot to do.

The life story of the Seven Nights Demon Lord was revealed, and the Demon Dao shook, even though under his all-penetrating demonic skills, the major forces of the Demon Dao surrendered one after another.

But there are still a small group of stunned heads, but they like to have nothing to do, so they have to force the Seven Nights Demon Lord to abdicate.

Before he returns from the City of No Tears, Jing Wuyuan must stabilize the dynasty, and he must not let some stupid people harm the thousand-year-old foundation of the Yin Moon Dynasty.

Immediately, the two left this place one after another, and the Queen Mother's bedroom was restored to its original state, as if nothing had happened.

"Hehehe." When the two of them left, from a corner of the dormitory, a charming and lovely figure suddenly appeared, and it was not vulgar at all.

The nine-tailed heavenly fox Xiaobai looked at the door of the palace that was closed again, and let out a crisp laugh, "Qiye, you are really smart, and you actually started to guard against this queen mother of yours so quickly." ”

"This girl is really getting more and more curious about what you are going to do." In the crisp and pleasant smile like a silver bell, the legendary nine-tailed sky fox, which was free from the existence of the demon path, gradually dispersed.

At this point, this dormitory, which has been undisturbed all year round, has completely returned to its original state, and there is no harassment at all.

…………

Bang!

In the City of No Tears, it has been a full seventy-seven and forty-nine days since Ming Xiaoyang cast a divine weapon, and in these forty-nine days, the sword casting furnace has never been opened.

The divine fire transformed by the Heavenly Book Cultivation burned for a full forty-nine days, calcining all kinds of weapons such as the Zhuxian Sword, the Xuantie War Halberd, the Yixi Sword, the Cadre Sword, and the Heavenly Emperor War Halberd into liquid.

Subsequently, under the manipulation of Ming Xiaoyang's vast divine sense, various liquids gradually fused together and were cold-forged with a cold flame.

With the cold iron as the surface and the dark iron as the handle, the two diametrically opposed objects of the Heavenly Demon Mine and the Liuhe Elite merged into one and turned into a long pole that was more than six feet long.

In the end, the liquid extracted from the Heavenly Emperor's War Halberd and the Zhuxian Sword turned into the heaviest halberd blade.

For a full seven hundred and forty-nine days, all the impurities mixed in it were purified, and only the most essential part remained.

The divine fire is calcined, and the cold flame is cooled.

In the end, after 7749 days, a slender halberd with a length of more than seven feet was engraved with a dragon with teeth and claws, lifelike, and could jump out at any time, more than one foot wide, and the halberd with two extremely sharp blades appeared in front of Ming Xiaoyang's eyes.

Even just a few glances at it still make people want to own it.

Buzz!

The battle halberd was cast, and a low groan sounded, and the divine soldier completely cast by Ming Xiaoyang himself had already been branded with his brand.

The battle halberd Fang Cheng couldn't wait to call his master.

Syllable!

Ming Xiaoyang subconsciously stretched out a hand and held the indestructible Fang Tian Painting Halberd, which was more than seven feet long, in his palm.

The long halberd still has a hint of warmth on it.

And the flames that were constantly burning in the sword-forging furnace were also extinguished after the divine weapon was cast, completely extinguished.

It was as if this sword-forging furnace had sensed the completion of its mission and had lost its last strength.

Thundered! Thundered! Thundered!

As soon as Fang Tian's painting halberd was cast, the boundless black clouds gathered on the city without tears, and the pitch-black magic thunder and blood-red evil lightning roared endlessly, aiming at the sword casting furnace where Ming Xiaoyang was still living.

Ji Ru, who was guarding outside, sensed the breath transmitted from the underworld, and panicked inexplicably in his heart.

It's as if someone is whispering in his ear, kill him, can't let this big devil continue to grow.

For a moment, Ji Ru was eager to slash out with the Mo Evil Sword and destroy the sword-casting furnace along with the people inside.

The power of the Demon Dao is rising, and humanity can no longer hold it back, and it is bound to destroy the only hope of the Demon Dao.

Bang!

Eventually, a bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket struck down, completely flattening the entire sword-forging furnace, revealing the man inside.

More than 100 demonic thunder and evil lightning were aimed at Ming Xiaoyang at the same time, as if they were going to drown him in this sea of thunder.

Boom!

Facing the attacks of countless thunderbolts, Ming Xiaoyang had no fear at all, but played with taste: "Want to kill me? Humanitarian, you think too simply! ”

"If it's so easy to be killed by you, what else is this Holy Monarch messing with!"

Before the words fell, a dazzling rainbow shot out from the Fang Tian painting halberd in his palm, and the divine weapon cast by himself could be called the most perfect match with himself.

Ming Xiaoyang used the Fang Tian Painting Halberd to display the long-unused Emperor Jingtian Treasure Book Star Transformation Canghe Star, and the sharp light blade rotated into one, turning into a semicircular halberd blade.

In the invincible edge, there is also a softness, and all the thunder and lightning are blocked and all of them are reduced to nothing.

The blade of light came out of his hand, slashing backwards towards the boundless black clouds above the sky, but it did not fade with the passage of time.

On the contrary, this halberd blade seemed to be a living thing, constantly absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and by the time it fell into the boundless dark clouds, it had already turned into a light dragon with teeth and claws, hundreds of feet long.

Seven seven forty-nine days, during this period of time, Ming Xiaoyang is not only casting divine soldiers, but also stabilizing his own realm cultivation.

In just over a year, he cultivated to the late stage of the Self-Knowing Sea, all the way to the early stage of the Tianguan, and crossed two great realms one after another.

No matter how extraordinary the qualifications are, they will inevitably be unstable. After 7749 days of accumulation, he has been casting divine soldiers with his own cultivation at all times.

At this time, the cultivation is already unfathomable, and there is no more vanity.

The light dragon rushed into the dark clouds in the sky, and the thunder was constantly crushed, and there was only a muffled sound in the dark clouds, as if two terrible armies were fighting blood and fire on the sky.

The reunited will of humanity was finally completely shattered.

After a while, the dark clouds dissipated, the sky returned to clarity, and the city without tears once again became the clouds and mountains in the past.

Ming Xiaoyang stood in the ruins of the sword-casting furnace that could never be restored with Fang Tian's painting halberd in his hand, and his figure fell into Ji Ru's eyes.

At this moment, he is so tall and majestic!