The cave was deep, but it was not pitch black, but filled with a soft blue light.

This kind of blue light has a wonderful rhythm, which seems to be natural and self-contained, although warm, but it gives people a sense of tranquility.

Song Xing followed this inexplicable rhythm without squinting, and gradually, the cave wall in front of him suddenly became narrower, and finally, his steps stopped in front of a flat and spacious ground.

In front of him is a huge round platform, covered with blue jade bricks, on which many strange symbols are carved.

Song Xingmu did not squint, bypassed the round platform, walked up the stone steps on the other side, and after passing through an arch, his eyes suddenly opened up, and a stone hall about seven feet high, nearly a hundred zhang in circumference, made of huge stones, appeared in front of his eyes.

The stone hall was empty, and there was nothing but a plaque hanging from a pillar.

"Is this the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion?" Song Xing muttered, and then, he raised his head and looked into the air, where there was a layer of blue light suspended in the light mask, and on the light mask, endless stars were drawn, one, two, three...... There were nine in total, and each one shimmered with a dazzling blue light.

Song Xing's eyes shrank, and he snorted: "Get up." ”

As soon as the words fell, the nine cyan stars suddenly exploded, turning into nine wisps of green smoke around his body, and he reached out and grabbed a wisp of green smoke and looked at it carefully.

"Blue Pluto Star Dou Great Array?" He muttered.

He opened his eyes violently, and a fierce killing force burst out, his eyes like lightning, staring closely at a certain place in the void.

In a trance, in a haze, in the depths of the deep firmament, a lightning bolt swept by, piercing the darkness of the long night, turning into an incomparably huge lightsaber falling from the sky, so dazzling that people couldn't face it, and pierced straight into the body and mind.

Then, a strange moon with a strange silver light rose from the dark sky, hanging high in the distant sky.

At that moment, my mind was blank, and I forgot everything, only my eyes were still staring forward, behind the white light.

As if in a low, complaining voice, someone was whispering, but then a familiar voice laughed.

Sunlight shines through the treetops in the water-filled stone jars in the open space in front of the tiled houses.

Dozens of thin wooden piles, distributed in the shape of plum blossoms, the lower half is buried in the soil, and the exposed part is of different heights.

The stake is less than three fingers wide, and it is difficult for ordinary people to stand on it steadily.

Song Xing stood on top of these wooden stakes, changing his steps with him, his feet coming out of his hands, tossing and turning, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch his figure with the naked eye.

In front of the steps not far away, Chu Luozhao was holding a pot of tea, pouring a sip into his mouth from time to time, looking at Song Xing's figure of practicing martial arts, and nodded with satisfaction.

After a long time, Song Xing's fist was slightly retracted, and he jumped off the stake lightly and came to Chu Luozhao.

"That's right, you've been cultivating this starry pile for a long time, and you've finally got started." Chu Luozhao nodded and praised.

In the face of Chu Luozhao's praise, Song Xing showed a heartfelt smile on his face, looking at the old man in front of him with gray hair, his eyes changed from joy at the beginning, to nostalgia, and then to sadness.

At the top of Qingyun Mountain, the heads of people were stirring, and the people in the righteous path gathered on Tongtian Peak, and the Daoxuan Zhenren, Puhong Venerable, Yun Yilan and others who were standing at the forefront were all heavy-faced, their brows were furrowed, and they looked in the direction of Qingyun Mountain.

Suddenly, a long howl rose into the sky in the distance, like a wolf howling, like a ghost crying, sharp and breaking through the air.

The screaming sound echoed, turning a few times between the white clouds and dangerous peaks, and then slowly lowered again.

But at the moment when it was silent, at the foot of the fierce mountain, all the beasts roared together, and the countless roars rose to the sky, gathering together as if the mountains and the sea were overwhelmed, until the heavens and the earth changed color, and rumbled.

The clouds suddenly dispersed, the mountain peaks stopped steeply, and a cloud of black gas rose from the foot of the mountain, getting bigger and denser, condensing in the sky opposite Tongtian Peak until it blocked out the daylight.

In the depths of the black clouds, in the hunting wind, there was a young man in a conspicuous silk shirt standing with his hands in his hands, his face expressionless, indifferently watching the people of this mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, ten thousand beasts roared, and the fishy wind gusted.

The heavy bloody aura enveloped the Tongtian Peak of Qingyun Mountain, and even the Zhenshan Spirit Beast, the Water Qilin, who had always been lazy, looked anxious at the moment, constantly swimming back and forth in the cold and icy pool, making a low roaring sound.

The beast demon attacked from the bottom of the mountain, and swept up like a storm along the way, although the people in the righteous path kept attacking, but the huge torrent formed by countless beast demons didn't care about the few enemies who were sneaking up on the side, like a thunderous tide, swept up, and the one who was instantly invincible.

All of a sudden, there was a wailing under Qingyun Mountain.

"Evil animal, look for death!" Yun Yilan was furious, and her body suddenly rose from the ground, turning into a shocking rainbow and rushing into the herd.

At the same time, the rest of the elders and the rest of the disciples rose into the air one after another and joined the battle group.

In an instant, an extremely brilliant light lit up in the herd.

"Whew-"

A huge tiger beast demon raised its head to the sky and let out a roar, opened its bloody mouth and pounced, fighting with Yun Yilan.

"Poof—"

The magic weapon in Yun Yilan's hand swept over, and the sharp sword tore the tiger demon's fur, cutting it in half, and blood sprayed out, staining Yun Yilan's Dao robe red, but adding a bit of awe-inspiring killing momentum.

The elders and disciples of the rest of the sects also launched a massacre.

However, there are too many beasts, they are densely packed and cannot be killed endlessly, and some of them are even capable of flying.

Yun Yilan had just killed the tiger demon, and immediately an eagle demon swooped down and bit him with its mouth open.

Yun Yilan snorted coldly, her wrist shook slightly, and the magic weapon flew out, slashing a graceful arc in mid-air, and then stabbed into the eagle demon's hard beak.

With a "bang" sound, the eagle demon screamed miserably and fell out, breaking several towering ancient trees, and smashed to the ground without knowing life or death.

Seeing this, some of the other demon beasts became even more manic.

Suddenly, another huge roar came from the top of the sea of clouds, and then a terrible scream was heard from the bottom of the mountain.

Dao Xuan Zhenren turned his head expressionlessly, and looked down the mountain for a while, only to see that above the sea of clouds, the wall of light was crushed by a black tide, and several weak places were crumbling, seeing that they couldn't support it, and from time to time there were miserable screams, and the smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger.

Phantom Moon Cave Mansion, Song Xingmu looked back, the wind and rain were dashing, and the small Taoist temple that carried his memories for several years was quietly hidden after all.

He involuntarily reached out to grab something, but it was empty.

Only behind him, Chu Luozhao looked at his figure quietly with those eyes.

He turned his head and stared deeply at the eyes in front of him, wanting to see the deep heart of this merciful old man, but the familiar eyes were peaceful but deep, and no matter how hard he tried, they finally disappeared in front of him with a ripple.

When he broke through the illusion of the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion, what appeared in front of him was a dazzling golden light!

The golden light gradually formed countless fonts in the air, swirling around him.

The foundation of Qingyunmen, the ancient sword and the immortals, is also, the fifth volume of the Book of Heaven! (End of chapter)