The sacred bead is the main source of the power to collect the merits of faith in the worship pinnacle.

Every holy pearl is hard-won and extremely precious.

And the places of the Holy Beads on each continent selected have been strictly selected and eliminated layer by layer.

Thinking that one of the holy beads had been destroyed under his care, the monk's face turned a little paler.

When his gaze fell to the place beneath the holy bead, the monk's fist clenched slightly.

"Lower Xuan Xiu Immortal Realm, Qingxuan Continent ......"

The information about the Qingxuan Continent was quickly filtered in his mind.

In the end, only the last few are left.

He remembered that because of the remote location of the Qingxuan Continent and the thinning of spiritual power, there were only two holy beads that were put into the place.

One is the place of worship there, the Mountain of the Gods.

There is also a ...... One of the ancient battlefields of the demon race!

If there was anything wrong with the Gods Mountain, they would definitely get the news as soon as possible, but so far, they have not received any news from these worship halls.

Then it can only be the ancient battlefield that was swept into the space tunnel by the turbulence of time and space, and there is no trace!

Back then, their people also inadvertently discovered the ancient battlefield and found that the fallen demon cultivators inside had a strong belief in it.

That strong belief is stronger than too many places of worship!

Immediately, the monks of the worship hall created a statue there, but at the moment when the statue was created, the ancient battlefield changed, the space shook, and there were signs of collapse.

Although the ancient battlefield was nowhere to be found, the fortunate thing in the misfortune was that the Holy Pearl had been left.

Over the years, the color of the pearl has become more and more intense, and they, the messengers, have only waited for the last moment to pick it up and hand it in.

But now, the holy pearl has been destroyed?!

So many years of hard work! Gone in vain!

Inside the ancient ruins, the blood-colored mist rolled violently, trying to break free from the energy wrapping of the glass light umbrella.

Then at this moment, the glass umbrella seemed to have a strong suction, making it impossible to break free.

"Let go of me! Let me go! ”

The blood-colored mist turned into a huge face, and that face was also very strange, as if there were thousands of faces.

The hideous roar made Lu Qingye frown.

After feeling some kind of power inside the blood-colored mist that was different from the outside, Lu Qingye squinted violently.

"You're absorbing the energy here!"

And it is also the qi of heaven and earth in this world.

Why would an unknown thing full of evil thoughts absorb the qi of the upper echelons?!

The blood-colored mist struggled to no avail, feeling that the power in his body was passing rapidly, he was a little crazy, and when he saw Lu Qingye's incredible appearance, he couldn't help but laugh sharply.

"Hahaha! You think I'm evil?! No! I'm not! I am the hero who saved this world! Why can't you have those things?! The power of faith is mine! ”

The space seemed to be shaky due to the excitement of the blood-colored smoke.

Lu Qingye felt the aura on his body similar to the white bones around him, and he already had seven layers of belief that this blood-colored smoke was part of these fallen creatures.

It's just that I don't know why it's like this.

"Let go of me! Since you were born as a creature of this heaven and earth, you should understand that I am your ancestor! I am the hero who saved you! You can't do this to me! No! ”

Although the glass light umbrella is a soul realm holy weapon, it is seriously damaged, and the blood-colored smoke struggles violently, and there are signs that it cannot be controlled, Lu Qingye can't help but clench the handle of the umbrella, and at the same time, the soul power in the dantian is output.

As soon as the pure soul power appeared, the blood-colored smoke slammed into a slam, and then it broke free even harder.

"Nope! No! I don't want to dissipate! I'm still alive! I don't want to die! ”

The originally terrible scream suddenly became a bit of despair.

Countless voices began to echo around again, and Lu Qingye felt that this low was the fear and unwillingness left by those living beings before they died.

Lu Qingye looked at the blood-colored smoke.

"You said you saved the world? Amusing! You are all demon cultivators, all of you are evil, how did you save the immortal cultivation world? The immortal cultivation realm was protected by countless immortals who fought to the death back then, what does it have to do with your demon clan? ”

The blood-colored mist that was originally struggling violently suddenly paused, and those blood-red eyes seemed to look at her in disbelief, and then they were full of resentment, ridicule, and grief and indignation......

"Hahaha! What a wicked! What a good one has nothing to do with my demon clan! ”

An old voice came from the blood-colored mist, and the voice was full of vicissitudes.

It was also full of disappointment.

"It seems...... Today's immortal cultivation world is very good, it's just ...... Forgot about us ......."

Lu Qingye pursed his lips, and in his sight, the blood-colored smoke that was originally red in his eyes suddenly turned his right eye into a normal color.

The eyes looked at her, and there was an indescribable emotion in their eyes.

The madness in the other eye was even worse.

"Hahaha! Look! This is the immortal cultivation realm that you swear to protect to the death! Who of them remembers you now?! In their eyes, you are evil! Hahaha! Voluntary sacrifice, how ridiculous! ”

That normal eye was not affected by another voice, and just looked at Lu Qingye fixedly.

Suddenly smiled.

"If that's really the case...... Why you? ”

Another crazy mocking voice slammed into a sudden, as if he wanted to say something, but it didn't affect the eyes that stared at Lu Qingye at all.

"Perhaps, some truths are buried, but ...... There will always be a moment when the truth will surface, and we ...... The efforts made back then were never for the sake of being rewarded in the future......"

Lu Qingye gritted his teeth and suddenly saluted the other party.

"Seniors, I would like to say it to the younger generations, about the things of the year."

"Are you looking for the truth?"

Lu Qingye nodded.

She actually didn't expect that not long after she finished talking to Jiuji, there might be the truth of the year, although the truth still needs to be verified.

"Does the truth matter?"

After all these years, does the truth really still make sense?

From the time they were sacrificed, then they were buried, and then they were absorbed, and now they are ......

Lu Qingye looked at the blood-colored smoke.

"The truth is important, it's not just for those who are cultivating in the Immortal Realm now, it's for other living beings, especially those who firmly believe that their ancestors didn't just know how to kill!"

Because of the question of position, the so-called right and wrong were born.

But among all the races in the world, not only the human race has wisdom, but other races also have their own ways of survival and wisdom.

The old voice sighed.

"Back then...... All races are fighting, although my demon clan is naturally warlike, there are also many demon cultivators who want to crush other races by force and unify the Qingxuan Continent. But...... Although my demon race is not as smart as the human race, I don't want my descendants to live in a world full of gunsmoke, the war is ruthless, taking the lives of countless race monks, leaving a ruin......"

The old man seemed to fall into an emotional memory, and the other party was suppressed instead.