Chongming's mind exploded, and before he had time to think about anything, he subconsciously turned around and left.

However, before he could breathe, a bright red rainbow light appeared from his afterglow, striking in an extremely fast and domineering attitude.

Yun Qing's entire eyes turned into a strange scarlet color, and they flowed slightly, and then the five fingers formed a hook and directly choked the latter's neck in mid-air in an extremely domineering posture, and rushed into the ground fiercely.

Bang!

Countless dust was raised from south to north on the battlefield of the Immortal Demon Terrace, which was clear at a glance.

"Ran?"

The dust dissipated, and Yun Qing was condescending, replaced by an unspeakable ridicule that stepped on Chongming's head.

Chongming was trampled in the big pit, his face was flushed, obviously he had never suffered this kind of humiliation, and the green tendons burst out of his forehead.

The next moment, he suddenly smiled weirdly, and the whole thing began to rot from head to toe, and the blood in it turned into countless tiny black snakes, and with a sharp cry, it rushed towards Yun Qing's eyes.

Yun Qing pulled her mouth disdainfully, her pupils turned slightly, the light rose sharply, and all the black snakes instantly burst into nothingness.

At the same time, her entire body flashed to the right side of the hundred, and she grabbed it towards the void, and with the sound of tearing space, Chongming's entire body flew upside down and smashed into the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

There was an unprecedented look of anger in Chongming's eyes, he usually played with others in applause, but today he actually felt helpless.

"Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

Chongming said gloomily, and his entire body began to ethereal and turn into black mist, which spread across the entire Immortal Demon Platform at an extremely fast speed, surrounding Yunqing in it.

In just a moment, everyone could only vaguely see Yun Qing's straight and proud back.

Yunqing didn't seem to freeze in the slightest, just stood quietly in place, as if waiting for something.

In less than a moment, the sky and the earth were dark.

In Yunqing's eyes, the snow was all over the wall, and a woman with a vicissitudes of face held the girl's hand and seemed to be begging for something, until finally, when the snow was weakening, the woman cried with joy and picked up the girl and left the city wall together.

A snowy road started at some point from under Yunqing's feet, and spread to the deepest part of the darkness as the backs of the mother and daughter spread at dusk.

Yun Qing raised her head slightly.

A majestic old man stopped in mid-air and said indifferently, "From today onwards, you will be my disciple of Ximen Guan, can you?"

Another man in a lotus crown Taoist uniform appeared next to Yun Qing, stretched out his right hand, and said with a smile: "Yun Qing, why don't you be afraid of the eyes of others, form a Taoist couple with me, and from now on, the avenue will be at your fingertips!"

Familiar figures emerged from the darkness, and the nodes in those choices seemed to have become countless mirrors engraved with pictures, all around Yunqing.

In the end, a gentle scholar with an elegant temperament came from a distance, smiled at Yunqing, and said with emotion, "Yunqing, long time no see."

Yun Qing turned her head away.

The rest of the mirrors silently retreated, disappearing into the darkness.

The red light in Yun Qing's pupils shrank slightly, and she smiled, "Uncle Jiang, I haven't seen you for a long time."

The scholar shook his head and said, "The Broken Eye is an ominous thing, although you can open your eyes, but it is extremely damaging to the cultivation of the Great Dao, and you should not use it lightly."

"Uncle Jiang, please rest assured."

Yun Qing smiled and said, "I'm very happy to see you, but I'll wait until I kill this guy."

As the words fell, she suddenly looked up at the sky, facing a certain direction in the black mist, her eyes with an indescribable mockery, "Finished?"

The Rakshasa woman, who was healing, suddenly frowned and shouted, "Withdraw."

Yun Qing said coldly, "It's late."

Thunder on the ground.

A loud roar was heard.

An incomparable pillar of aura light pierced through the entire black mist, rushing straight into the sky, passing by the demons of the Demon Domain, and disappeared in a flash.

A terrible scream sounded, only to see Chongming cover his entire right arm with black mist for some reason, and the whole person rushed to the sky.

Immediately after that, the raging firelight and dense fog began to pour into the sky in large numbers from the top of the Immortal Demon Platform.

Everyone's eyes widened.

The black fog completely dispersed on the stage.

Immediately after, the familiar emerald green dress appeared in everyone's sight.

I saw that the female martial artist was holding a broken arm in his right hand, and black blood slowly flowed from it to the ground.

See this scene.

There was silence.

There was an eerie silence on the head of the Wanliu City Wall.

The cultivators of the sect who had come to watch this competition from the land of the five continents looked at the back of the woman, and their eyes could not hide their horror and shock.

No one would have thought before the game that a female martial artist from the abandoned sect Guiyunxian Sect who was outside the Nine Great Holy Lands would actually win in a near-crushing way in the Demon Domain, and almost succeeded in killing Chongming, the third of the Ten Thousand Demon Diagrams!

"It's fake." Spirit Jianzi scratched his head.

Hui Ke watched quietly under the city walls, not surprised, but with a knowing smile.

Above the demonic energy.

Chongming fell into the black mist, quickly swallowed an elixir and sat cross-legged to begin to heal.

The surging martial arts energy was still swaying everywhere in his body, his face was pale, and he could be described as painful, but even so, he stared at the black fog in Taichung, with indescribable anger and incomprehension.

At that moment before, he had clearly magnified his dream ability to the strongest, but whenever there was the slightest wavering in this woman's Dao heart in those mirrors, he could use absolute certainty to drag it into the Heavenly Demon Dream Realm he had created.

It may seem like an understatement, but the risks involved are more than any fight between the two.

However, who would have thought that woman would have no waves in her heart from beginning to end, and she would not be affected in the slightest at all.

In fact, if it's just like that, he naturally has a thousand other methods, and the dream technique of the Dream Demon clan is not successful.

But the strange thing was that the woman's eyes were extremely strange, and from beginning to end she seemed to see all his means cleanly, and it seemed that she could find out where he was hiding at any time if she wanted to.

Even the last thing I am afraid of is that if I am a little slower before, I may even be killed.

This is where he is most angry and puzzled.

The old man with the goatee smiled and shook his head, "Unexpected, unexpected, you don't have to be unwilling, that woman's delusional eyes are born to see through all falsehoods, and it can be said that she was born to suppress your clan with so many tricks, even if it is replaced by your ancestor, you can only suppress it by force."

Hearing this, Chongming felt a lot relieved in his heart, nodded and went to heal with peace of mind.

Seeing this scene, the old man was relieved.

In this battle, no matter whether they win or lose, both sides actually didn't have the intention of breaking the net, after all, whether it is the young generation of the Spirit Desolation, or the gods who have just grown up in the Demon Clan, no matter who they lose, it is an irreparable loss, and the Taoist Sect Yu Wenwen, who lost for the first time, or Chongming at this moment, as long as the state of mind is not damaged, it is an excellent thing.

In the final analysis, this competition is not about strength, but about the heart.

Once the seven people in front of them take the opportunity of this big battle, they will almost be able to widen the gap with the rest of them significantly, and vice versa, the same is true for the spirit famine.

"It's pretty fast." Yun Qing sneered.

As if blood had accidentally spilled into her mouth, she spat on the ground, casually throwing her severed arm on the ground and smashing it to pieces.

After doing all this, she turned and left.

Yun Qing flew back to the wall in one step, and gestured slightly to the old blind man and the other six people, and the shocked or admiring gazes under the city wall were naturally ignored by her, and walked directly towards the city.

As Yun Qing walked on the aisle of the city wall, the elders and core disciples of the Guiyun Immortal Sect chased after each other, as if they were aware of the state of mind of the sect leader at this moment, and they were all silent.

Yun Qing stopped, turned to look at the old man at the front of the crowd who was still the elder of the Guiyun Immortal Sect, and said straight to the point:

"Xu Yanmo, when Uncle Jiang was leaving, he said that you had a ghost in your heart and wanted to take you away, but I let you survive in the end, do you know why?"

Hearing this, everyone in the Guiyun Immortal Sect stiffened and did not dare to speak at all, and the old man Xu Yanmo felt that a great disaster was coming, and trembled all over, "I don't know ......."

If Yun Qing is defeated or killed in a battle today, then naturally everyone will be happy, and he can easily walk to that position at any time when he returns to the sect.

However, since the battle just now, his hidden mind has been completely cut off, and he only wants Yun Qing to spare his life for the sake of him for so many years, but who wants to be held accountable so quickly! Could it be that she Yunqing is going to do it directly at this moment?

Yun Qing smiled, but there was a killing intent in her smile that couldn't be concealed, she smiled: "Because I want to tell you all of you in the Guiyun Immortal Sect, even without the help of Senior Uncle Jiang, the entire Guiyun Immortal Sect and I, Yun Qing, can still hold it firmly in the palm of my hand, as for some of the secret things you have done in the sect over the years, you have secretly contacted how many former enemies of the Guiyun Immortal Sect, and ask you, do you still find it useful?"

Yun Qing smiled again and said, "I'm asking you, a first-class sect in the Eastern Ancestral Prefecture is really so tempting, even if you recover the power that you originally returned to the Yunxian Sect, what can you do?" Who can you look up at the group of people standing on the wall?"

Elder Xu Yanmo did not hesitate to throw himself to the ground, his face turned pale, and he knelt on the ground and begged: "The old man is not as good as a pig and a dog, in vain trying to usurp the throne, and only vainly teach the old dog to spare his life, from now on, he will ..... Go to the soup for the master!"

Yun Qing didn't speak.

More than a dozen people behind the old man knelt down in the same way.

Everyone said in unison.

"See the Master!"

Yunqing strode around and left.

Feeling the fanatical, admiration and adoring expressions of the fish behind him, Yun Qing didn't feel the slightest.

Ever since she stepped into the cultivation world, she had actually never missed such a gaze.

The only difference is that he was only a disciple of the Yunxian Sect before, but now he has become a cultivator of the entire Spirit Desolation.

But her cultivation in the future is destined to get higher and higher, and one day, she will take Uncle Jiang's last wish to reach a height that no one in the whole world has reached.

Above the blue sky!

Above the sky!

What, then, is the use of these gazes?