Glancing at the Peng Demon King who was about to escape, Mu Qingxiao did not stop him, but stood with his hands in his hands, and the corners of his mouth set off a strange arc.

The Peng Demon King is worthy of the Peng Demon King, and as soon as his wings fluttered, his figure shot out and swept towards the other side of the sky.

"Bang!"

However, as soon as he swept out of the kilometer, his body slammed into an invisible barrier, knocking the sky out of dense cracks, like a spider's web.

Staggering to stabilize his figure, the Peng Demon King felt a splitting headache, turned around, glanced at the black flame covering the sky, and stared at Mu Qingxiao with grinned teeth.

No wonder this bastard is as stable as Mount Tai, it turns out that he has already laid an enchantment while he is not paying attention.

"Cunning Terran, this seat will destroy you!"

Under the anger in his heart, the Peng Demon King held the trident in his hand, the golden light on it flowed, the trident was raised, and it turned into a thousand zhang in the blink of an eye, and then swung down towards the top of Huashan Mountain, where Mu Qingxiao was located.

"Boom! Bang! Bang! ”

The thousand-foot-long trident swung down, carrying a deafening roar, and everywhere it passed, the space was slightly distorted.

Seeing this, Mu Qingxiao withdrew the soul sword into the sea of knowledge, and the world-destroying black lotus faced the trident, and with the terrifying rumble, the two collided again.

"Bang!"

The terrifying energy swept out, uprooting the trees around the top of the mountain, but fortunately he had laid an enchantment in advance, and except for a section on the top of the mountain, the rest of the position did not suffer from the aftermath of the battle.

His own blow was blocked again, and the Peng Demon King gasped heavily.

They are all golden immortals, but why is there such a huge gap, the latter has many magic weapons, the long sword is sharp and terrifying, and the black lotus platform in front of him can't even break it with all his strength......

Just as the Peng Demon King was thinking a lot, on the top of the mountain, black flames diffused from Mu Qingxiao's body.

Suddenly, the black flame rose against the storm, and with a loud phoenix roar, the black wings that were a hundred zhang wide stretched out from the black flames in the sky, and the golden indifferent eyes stared at the Peng Demon King in the void through the black flames.

In an instant, the Peng Demon King's body stiffened, his eyes stared at the behemoth in the black flame, and a layer of cold sweat broke out all over his body, and he was suddenly shocked.

"Feng ...... Feng Clan! ”

Seeing the huge body hidden in the black flames, the Peng Demon King instinctively felt a terrifying coercion, which came from the depths of his soul.

Suddenly, a chill grew in my heart.

Chaos time-sharing, the sky is open to the son, the earth is open to the ugly, life is in the yin, the heaven and the earth are combined, all things are born, all things have beasts and birds, beasts are long with unicorns, and birds are long with phoenixes.

Although the Peng Demon King is aware of the existence of the phoenix, he has never really seen it with his own eyes, although he has a trace of the bloodline of the golden-winged Dapeng bird in his body, but compared to the phoenix, it is not comparable, and that kind of existence is not something that he can afford as a golden immortal at all.

"Peng!"

Just as he lost his mind, a pillar of black flame shot out from the void.

"Bang!"

As soon as he came back to his senses, the Peng Demon King's pupils contracted violently, and he saw that the black flame pillar had reached his chest, and there was no way to avoid it.

Under the crisis, the Peng Demon King was quick and blocked the trident in his chest.

The trident was retrieved by his seventh brother Sun Wukong when he went to the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, and the latter already had a golden hoop stick, so this trident was naturally given to him.

"Peng!"

The black flame pillar slammed into the trident, and the Peng Demon King felt the terrifying power coming from it, and his whole body was shocked, and his body flew out uncontrollably.

He thought he had blocked the blow, but instead of dissipating, the black flames climbed up the trident and finally spread to his arms.

Suddenly, a scorching heat swept through the body, and a terrible scream came from the mouth of the Peng Demon King.

The black flame spread up at an extremely fast speed, and in the blink of an eye, the body of the Peng Demon King was covered by the black flame, and the terrifying temperature made him scream again and again, and his body kept rolling in the void, trying to extinguish the black flame.

However, no matter how he pounced, the black flame on his body was indestructible, and the more it burned, the more vigorous it became, and what frightened him even more was that the black flame seemed to be devouring the immortal power in his body.

In the blink of an eye, the golden light on the Peng Demon King's body became dim, and his body was eroded and burned by the black flames, revealing pieces of golden bones.

As the power in his body was devoured, the Peng Demon King exhausted the last trace of strength, and finally couldn't bear the burning of the black flame, his eyes were full of unwillingness and despair, and finally fell to the void with his last breath.

Mu Qingxiao's wings fanned, and the endless black flames spread overwhelmingly, instantly submerging the Peng Demon King.

Under the devouring of the black flame, the golden body began to melt, and after dozens of seconds, the black flame retracted, and the hundred-zhang body turned into a human form.

Falling on the top of the mountain, Mu Qingxiao couldn't help but fall into deep thought, this Peng Demon King does have some ability, the Golden Immortal Fivefold, if you want to blame him, he will blame himself for making a mistake.

Otherwise, it will not fall with this.

It's just that this demon bird, who claims to be the Great Sage of Chaos, almost never appeared in the original plot, but now he actually came to calculate Yang Chan, and I don't know what attention he took.

After guessing for a moment, Mu Qingxiao had no clue, so he could only leave the matter behind him for the time being.

At this moment, the sky above was already calm, and after glancing at the top of the mountain, Liu Yanchang had already died in the aftermath of the battle between the two, but Mu Qingxiao from the province came to understand him.

Retracting his gaze, Mu Qingxiao's hands quickly formed one seal after another.

Because he had set up the enchantment in advance, the aftermath of the battle just now did not have the slightest impact on the outside of the enchantment, and after the enchantment was revoked, Mu Qingxiao immediately restrained his breath, returned along the same path, and walked towards the halfway point of Huashan.

Back in the back mountain, Mu Qingxiao came to the pavilion by the lake to rest, enjoying the surrounding scenery.

The eye-catching Liu Yanchang disappeared, Mu Qingxiao was in a good mood, and even the scenery that he didn't know how many times he had seen looked was extraordinarily beautiful.

As time passed, in the evening, the golden wuxi fell, the sky was full of light, and the three virgins and the morning glow finally returned.

Seeing this, Mu Qingxiao smiled slightly.

It seems that the secular people who have drawn lots in the temple have left, don't look at the surrounding areas of Huashan are not as prosperous as Chang'an, but because Yang Chan has a reputation for responding to requests, some people have come all the way to Xiyue Temple to ask for a signature.

"Mu Lang, what about Liu Yanchang?"

Coming to the pavilion, Yang Chan sat beside Mu Qingxiao, did not notice Liu Yanchang's breath, and asked with some curiosity.

Hearing this, Mu Qingxiao held her jade hand and said, "Brother Liu is going to Beijing to take the exam, and he has already left a few hours ago." ”

"I see, that Liu Yanchang, it's better not to contact him in the future."

Thinking of Liu Yanchang's previous poems that he teased in his temple, Yang Chan was a little displeased, and it was best to go now, out of sight and out of mind.

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PS: The new book "The Emperor Comes to the Heavens" will be released tomorrow at 12 o'clock at noon, and it is still a shuttle text, but the story is different, and the writing is naturally smoother than the old book, I hope you will support it.

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