There really isn't much to say about the North Underworld.

She didn't say anything, she just set her eyes on Jing Yiren. It doesn't matter if others believe her or not, she only cares, can Jingzhi believe her?

But Jing Zhi, who returned the sword and said that he was going to take her out, put down the sword at some point, he half-raised his eyes, looking at the dome, her wanton murderous appearance, and his expression was silently heartbreaking.

Li Shaoheng shouted, "Kill the banshee and avenge the brothers!"

"Kill—"

Knives and swords slashed up again.

Rao is Northern Darkness no matter how strong the enchantment is, it can't withstand the slashing of hundreds of cultivators, and in only half an hour, she heard the sound of the enchantment shattering.

But Beiming didn't move, and her gaze still fell on Jing Zhi, who was motionless.

She thought that she didn't love Jingzhi, she thought that she had always been interested in him, and she thought that when she really wanted to say goodbye, she was at most a little reluctant.

But, she was wrong.

She was besieged, she was not worried that the human cultivator was going to break the enchantment, she cared more about whether Jingzhi believed her than death.

It's a pity that she watched for a long time and saw that the enchantment was about to shatter, and she didn't see Jingzhi once again set his eyes on her.

Perhaps, he will never set his eyes on her again.

The barrier is shattered, and the North has lost its best chance to escape.

When the human cultivators came over, Bei Ming had no other way than to retreat and pinch out a bunch of messy spells. Even though she was about to be cornered, her eyes still fell on Jing Zhi persistently.

Unexpectedly, she, who prides herself on knowing current affairs, turned out to be a complete lover and a fool in the end!

When Li Shaoheng's sword was about to stab her, the great demon Fanyin suddenly fell from the sky, he picked up Beiming's collar and pulled her out of the encirclement.

Those cultivators who wanted to kill her immediately transformed their swords into bows and arrows, and in an instant, thousands of long arrows left the string.

"Damn—benefactor, how annoying were you in the past?" Fanyin screamed in fright as she shot to block the arrows.

Bei Ming calmly replied, "You shouldn't have saved me."

"The benefactor wants to die?"

"If you don't save me, I'm the only one who kills, but if you save me, then the one who kills is the demon clan."

"Hehehe...... Fanyin laughed, "Female benefactor, it turns out that you are also confused. Since you became a murderer, it is impossible for you to be the one who kills people. Listen carefully to the outside, is the sound of killing louder than here?"

Beiming immediately tilted his ears, and sure enough, the killing sound outside was even more intense.

"How so?"

Sanskrit said lightly, "You were not the only one who killed last night."

"Huh?"

"They said that the contract between my king and the immortal monarch is fake, and it is true that the contract is used to lead people to cultivate and gather in Chongquan, and the demon clan intends to wipe out the immortal world in the world."

「——」

The long arrows are really dense, and in order to get the Sanskrit sound, it is inevitable that the Sanskrit sound is tired and out of breath, but there are still many questions in the north of the underworld, so it makes the Sanskrit sound even more tired.

"Female benefactor, you really haven't asked about the world for too long."

「……」

As he spoke, another rain of arrows struck.

"Sanmao'er, if you don't let go, even you will die."

Sanskrit smiled meaninglessly: "It is a pity that the poor monk cannot be born on the same year, the same month and the same day with the female benefactor, but he can live and die on the same day and month with the female benefactor, and the poor monk has no regrets."

"Huh?"

In the crowd, Jing Zhi, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly swung a sword, and the rain of arrows that shot at her was instantly cut in two.

Jingzhi shouted, "Beiming, go quickly—"

Fanyin smiled, carried the North Underworld, and flew out of the Water Moon Tower.

The moment she flew out of the building, she hurriedly shouted: "Le Zhengxichen, you believe me, right?"

"Nope." Jingzhi shook his head, "Poor Dao doesn't know."

「……」

"But

," Jingzhi clenched his sword, "Poor Dao doesn't want to see you die."

Even if you don't believe her, do you still want to save her?

No wonder Master Cen was so angry that he lost his temper, it is impossible for today's Jingzhi to cross the catastrophe and soar.

Outside the Shuiyue Building, the blood is really flying like a mist, yesterday sat in a place to raise a glass and drink, talking and laughing people and demons, eyes red to kill together, the blood all over the ground, from the high to the low, flowing into the heavy spring, the heavy spring water of the half of the river, the blood of people and demons, dyed crimson.

The big demons in the water are reveling wantonly on the surface of the water, but there are human corpses flying to the surface of the water, and they swallow them in one gulp.

Sanskrit didn't dare to stop for a while, and flew out of Chongquan many distances with the North Hell.

After he left Beiming down, he bowed down and shouted bitterly: "Female donor, you are really fat, and the poor monk almost can't drag you down."

If it was usual, Beiming would have to quarrel with Sanskrit Yin, but today, she couldn't make a noise.

Seeing that Beiming's expression was gloomy, Fanyin teased: "People and demons are no longer dying, and the female benefactor sees that she and the little Taoist chief are no longer possible, so she suddenly feels that she has nothing to love?"

"It's not." Beiming raised her eyes, her eyes were as dark as the sea, she looked at the Sanskrit sound that was relaxed and didn't seem to be worried at all, "You're not worried?"

"Worried about what?"

"Shemale Wars."

"Why worry?" Sanskrit Yin asked rhetorically, "Aren't shemales a day or two, a hundred years ago, if it weren't for Immortal Jun Yunqing, humans and demons would have already been killed."

Indeed it is.

A hundred years ago, when the great demon Holly killed thirty-two mortals in Zengcheng, the man and the demon were almost opposed, if it weren't for Yunqing's testimony that he could only shine the real Qiankun mirror for Holly, the man and the demon had already killed once.

"Female benefactor, you can see and understand that some things are unavoidable, so it is better not to avoid them."

Bei Ming turned around and looked at the heavy spring that shook the sky.

If you don't avoid it, the world will be full of blood.

Sanskrit Yin walked to Bei Ming's side and stood side by side with her, looking at the blood-shrouded Chongquan: "The demon clan is getting stronger and stronger, stronger than people, demons, and ghosts, and if people are afraid, it is impossible to live with demons safely.

At the beginning, the group of Immortal Jun Yunqing seemed to have resolved the contradiction between humans and demons, but in fact, the contradiction that should have erupted was suppressed again.

And this kind of suppression will inevitably trigger a greater backlash.

Even the two clans of the devil know that my king and the immortal monarch have made a contract, and if the big demon of the demon clan encounters a catastrophe in the future, there will definitely be the help of the immortals, people know, how can they not be jealous?

Since the contradiction cannot be resolved, it is better to simply fight, and when the demon wins the people, he can make people obey and obey, and no longer dare to make more trouble, but the world is peaceful."

Beiming was silent for a moment.

But behind this shemale war, it was the God King who pushed it.

Demons, I'm afraid I can't win, and people, I'm afraid the same.

"Sanmao'er, you just said that I haven't asked about the world for too long?"

"Hmm."

"After the Demon King Jiang Li and the Immortal Monarch Yunqing are together, hasn't the friction between the Demon Clan and the human world decreased?"

Fanyin smiled and shook her head: "Not only has it not decreased, but it has increased."

"Yes...... Is it?"

Beiming's heart sank.

She hoped that her guesses were all wrong.

Can......

Nian Yi said that Yun Qing had to make a contract with Jiang Li, so that Jiang Li could help him break the sky, but this morning, it was the god who made her a murderer and a demon, but it was the god monarch who wished him a loss.

Zhu Yi will not come to harm her for no reason, he can only be ordered to do it, and it was Yunqing who ordered him.

Yun Qing is deliberately provoking a big fight between humans and demons! If this battle is allowed to continue, not only will people and demons not die, but even demons, ghosts, gods and immortals will be involved!

"Sanskrit, let's go back."

"Huh?"

Bei Ming was anxious, and reached out to pull Fanyin's sleeve: "People and demons can't fight."

"Huh?"

"You listen to me, and I'll explain it to you again when I get back."

Sanskrit sound

He looked at Bei Ming steadily, and after a moment, he nodded: "Okay, the poor monk will accompany the female benefactor."

However, someone suddenly appeared and blocked their way, preventing them from walking.

Fanyin frowned, looked at Yun Qing who was blocking their way, and asked, "Immortal Monarch Yunqing, didn't you swim with my king?"

Yun Qing didn't pay attention to Sanskrit Yin at all, and his indifferent gaze only fell on Bei Ming: "Come here."

"I'm going to Chongquan."

"What are you going to do?"

"Find a way to get them to stop."

Yun Qing hooked his lips and showed a shallow smile: "Zhu Qi said that you are unusually smart, and the deity thought that he was exaggerating, but I didn't expect that you are really a little smart."

Bei Ying coldly retorted: "Not as good as you."

「……」

Sanskrit finally saw the unusual atmosphere between Yunqing and Beiming, and he took two steps back without a trace, and asked, "Female benefactor, do you recognize Immortal Monarch Yunqing?"

"No—"

Bei Jing said that he didn't know, but Yun Qing was faster than her: "Bei Ming is the sister of the deity."

Sanskrit was horrified: "...... What?!"

"It's not." Beiming shook his head, "I'm a demon."

She can't be Yunqing's sister, otherwise, Fanyin can't leave alive.

It's a pity that Fanyin doesn't understand the deep meaning of Beiming, he just looks like he's been hit hard: "If you are the sister of the Immortal King, then aren't you also an Immortal? If you are an immortal, then those people in Shuiyue Tower can't be killed by you, but they are not killed by you, so who should kill them?"

The helpless Beiming could only take a wrong step, quickly stepped forward and hugged Yunqing's half of his body, and then shouted to the stunned Sanyin: "Sanmao'er, go quickly-"

"Huh?" Before Fanyin left, Zhu Qi had already stood behind him, "Northern Shenjun, he, he can't go."

Sanskrit, who was already stunned, and a pair of eyes burst to the extreme: "God-

It's a pity that he didn't have time to finish speaking, so he asked Zhu Yu to stun with a palm.

Seeing Zhu Ying's back dragging Sanskrit away, Beiming clenched his fists and asked calmly, "Yunqing, what do you want to do to Fanyin?" What do you want to do with the demons? What do you want to do to the world?"

Yun Qing didn't answer, only said, "Beiming, you should go back to Zhou Mountain."

She didn't want to go back.

But as she knew early on, once Yun Qing and her were serious, then she would never have a chance to escape.

She didn't ask anything from Yun Qing's mouth, and was thrown into the deepest part of Buzhou Mountain by him. When the cage that could trap the gods was closed, the last thing she heard was Yun Qing's advice to her: "Beiming, stay here and introspect, and wait for the deity to let you out."

"Yunqing, what are you going to do?"

What answered her was the resolute footsteps of Yun Qing's departure.