Early morning.

The whole world seems to wake up with the sunshine falling.

There were countless sounds of rustling coming with the breeze from all directions, reaching Zhang Ping's ears.

It's autumn, and the morning air is already a little cold.

Hundreds of thousands of believers have already left, but in all directions, more and more Yunqin people are coming.

Most of the Yunqin people who came here were ordinary Yunqin people, and there were also many old and weak women and children.

They all heard the news and rushed to help their beloved Lord Kobayashi.

Just listening to the sound of the wind and earth in the wind and earth, Zhang Ping could be sure that there were far more Yunqin people who came than the believers who followed him before, far away, farther away... The Yunqin people who rushed in were like endless waves.

However, he didn't stop these Yun Qin people, and he didn't want to kill these Yun Qin people who rushed over.

If for these Yunqin people, Lin Xi represents a better hope and a better dream, then he will tear this dream apart in front of these Yunqin people with his own hands.

The wind blows through the fields and mountains, the sun rises, and a new day begins.

The banners and curtains outside Zhang Ping's throne were hunting, and there was not much soul power on his body, but his body itself was like a unique soul soldier, as if it was absorbing light.

The sky above him darkened.

All of them saw the real darkness.

Many priests and cultivators who believed in or surrendered to him looked at the dark sky and stopped breathing, knowing that the final battle between the demon king and the general god had begun.

"What's going on?"

"How can the sky get dark?"

"That's the power of the Demon King?"

The Yunqin people who came from all over the world were a little frightened and a little worried, but they still prayed in their hearts that Lin Xi and Qingluan Academy could achieve victory.

In the procession, which was filled with flags and drapes, a man wearing a black iron metal mask was also staring at the darkened sky.

He is Xu Zhenyan.

Looking at the sky where light and darkness were changing, the expression in his eyes became more and more complicated, and he was very jealous of Zhang Ping's power now.

Even if he did so many things, in the end, he could only become such a subordinate, even if he became the highest power in the cabinet, after Zhang Ping left Zhongzhou City, he could only follow him out of Zhongzhou City, otherwise he would not be able to guarantee his safety.

The more this is the case, the more he hates Lin Xi.

Because he felt that it was the existence of people like Lin Xi that would make him finally come to this point.

He had been waiting for this day for a long time.

Many of the Purgatory Mountain priests began to chant, and the voice of the chant became more and more neat and louder.

Suddenly there was more blackness in the sky.

On Aojiao Mountain, Lin Xi looked at the black shadows that appeared in the sky and groaned slightly.

"I know you're still hesitant to see if you want to talk to Zhang Ping. After all, he used to be your friend. Nangong Weiyang turned his head to look at him and said seriously: "But I remember reminding you before that he won't listen to what you say at all now, and if you want to talk to him, you must at least subdue him before talking to him." ”

Lin Xi nodded, "You're right. ”

"He's just the same word you said right now, 'tsundere'. Nangong Weiyang looked at Lin Xi and continued: "He'd better you take the initiative to appear in front of him, he doesn't even want to take the initiative to drink you out, so don't even show your face now, the more he can't see you, the more he can't force you, the more angry he will be." ”

Lin Xi nodded and said no more.

......

"What's that?"

"That's a ghost-faced dove!"

"How could there be so many!"

More and more people are seeing the dense black shadows in the sky.

It was a fierce and hideous giant bird with a grimaceous face.

Previously, the vast majority of Yunqin people knew that the Purgatory Mountain Priest had tamed many Grimace Doves, and many Purgatory Mountain Priests used Grimace Doves as mounts, flying around all over Yunqin, and many late nights, there were also ghost crying wolf howls made when Grimace Doves flew by.

However, there are at least a thousand grimace doves in their eyes now!

As they flew close to Aojiao Mountain, the screams of countless evil ghosts fell from the sky, and the sound waves formed even caused the eardrums of the people on the ground to tear apart.

The overcast sky suddenly brightened again.

Everyone saw that a blue-yellow flame suddenly generated from above a grimaceous dove and fell towards Aojiao Mountain.

The flame burned violently, forming a bright blue-yellow plume of smoke in the sky, and smashed towards Aojiao Mountain like a real meteorite.

One regiment was followed by many regiments.

The ghost-faced dove that flew over Aojiao Mountain first ignited such flames and smashed towards Aojiao Mountain like a meteorite.

The first flame smashed into the Aojiao Mountain, making a huge explosion, and countless flames and debris flew out of the mountain wall.

Many cultivators in the wasteland were very shocked, and they couldn't help but think of the flames that burned the entire city during the Yunqin Southern Expedition in the past, and they didn't expect that Zhang Ping would even hide such a method.

For ordinary Yunqin people, this kind of scene at the moment is like countless demons flying around Aojiao Mountain, spewing out flames of destruction.

No matter how easy it is to defend and difficult to attack, there is no need to climb and climb, and it is no longer a natural risk.

"Boom!"

Another meteorite-like flame slammed down on the top of the mountain facing all the people of the wasteland.

A cloud of blue-yellow flames and smoke burst from the top of the mountain, expanding like a giant egg, and there was a golden brilliance that was brighter than these flames, but it pierced out of this flame and smoke at an astonishing speed, and flew high into the sky!

This golden brilliance was too pure, a hundred times purer than the purest gold, and although it was far above the sky, everyone could see it very clearly.

The cloud Qin Tianfeng, which rose to the sky, with the sound of a phoenix crying of the cave gold cracking stone, used the wildest fighting posture, like a golden sickle, to cut into the group of ghost-faced doves.

The body of a grimace dove dismembered in the air and fell like rain.

If it was a battle between an ordinary ghost-faced dove and Yun Qin Tianfeng, I am afraid that in a few breaths, based on the natural fear of a higher-level demon beast compared to himself, the ghost-faced dove would choose to flee.

However, I don't know what means Purgatory Mountain used to secretly cultivate so many ghost-faced doves, and I don't know what means they used, so that these ghost-faced doves seemed to forget their fears and desperately poured out towards Yun Qin Tianfeng.

It's a shocking spectacle.

High in the air, Yun Qin Tianfeng was killing the Grimace Dove at an astonishing speed, but many Grimace Doves were desperate to pounce on its body.

It's just a matter of ten breaths, and Yun Qin Tianfeng's body is also covered with many grimaces.

These piled up grimace doves clutched their golden feathers, and the weight of their bodies made Yun Qin Tianfeng's flight a little difficult.

The chanting of the Infernal Mountain priests grew louder.

It seemed to them that this battle in the air was about to end with their victory, and Aojiao Mountain would always be under their attack from the air.

......

Yun Qin Tianfeng landed in the Aojiao Mountain.

The ghost-faced dove did not follow, which meant that the sky was still occupied by the side of Purgatory Mountain, which portrayed victory.

However, at this moment, countless white lights flew out from the top of Aojiao Mountain.

This white light is like a tiny flying sword, and ordinary people can't see it clearly on the ground at all.

Dozens of white rays of light fell on the body of a grimace dove.

The ghost-faced dove's feathers suddenly scattered like dandelions, and dozens of bloody wounds suddenly appeared on its body.

A grimaceous dove hissed and fell.

It was as if a plague had suddenly befallen among these grimace doves, and nearly a thousand grimace doves fell hundreds in a few breaths, and the sky became clear.

"What the hell is it!"

Such a scene caused many of the red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain to stop chanting.

"This is...."

It wasn't until some white object fell in front of them that they saw that it was a giant bee that had died.

.......

Zhang Ping sat expressionlessly on the Soul Soldier Throne.

Bird blood and feathers fell from the air on the banners and drapery outside his tent, making a popping sound like rain.

His hand landed on the Soul Soldier Throne.

A dull metal hum sounded, and many people were startled.

Amidst the clattering sound, several columns of priests wearing blood-like purgatory mountain robes walked out of the ranks covered by banners and drapes and headed towards Aojiao Mountain.