The heavy demonic flames, wrapped in nine-colored fairy light, turned into a brilliant brilliance, reflecting on the faces of one demon disciple after another, it was a kind of despair, a kind of fear.

The early wood withered, the figure disappeared, and under the sword of the emperor, there was no soul! This sword turned into a nine-colored demon dragon, ruthlessly devouring the demons present.

"Ah~~~" screamed, accompanied by the fall of one demon after another, the Hall of All Saints, in the blink of an eye, was already a corpse and bones, if it wasn't for the last moment, the Halloween and the Poison God used their skills in time to protect their side, but they were afraid that this hall would collapse on the spot.

The cold wind howled, blowing Yuan Qi's long black hair, making him look extremely elegant, however, under that long hair, a cold face was reflected, even if nearly half of the people in the field were killed by him, his eyes were always the same, and he never even blinked.

"I can't take it anymore!" Finally, one of the demons could not bear the pressure, and tightly grasped the broken right hand, and escaped.

No one is not afraid of death, some people are up, naturally there are more and more disabled demons, began to flee, Yuan Qi's dark shadow is like a shackle, they are tightly bound to fear, everyone realizes that where there is this person, it is a disaster.

Wan Ting was sad and surprised, ten years have passed, and Yuan Qi, who was kind and honest back then, has become like this, which is really unbelievable.

"Cough~cough~" Tianji hid behind Wan Sheng, she was covered in blood, her face became unusually ugly, that sword she was the closest, if it wasn't for a jade pendant on her chest at the critical moment, and Wan Sheng pulled it in front of her in time, she might have died on the spot.

"Who are you!" Tenhime asked, no longer as arrogant as before.

Yuan Qi was silent, standing there quietly, the Emperor Sword in his hand, and a demonic flame ignited on his own, enveloping his whole body.

"Demonization!" After a short silence, Tianji also saw Yuan Qi's state at the moment, and her heart was even more frightened.

"You retreat first!" Wan Sheng's eyes were cold, staring at Yuan Qi, filled with a strong killing intent, "Ning Tu, you go out and settle those injured disciples!"

Ning Tu didn't dare to refute, although he was dissatisfied with the master, but many of those injured demon disciples were his brothers, so he had no choice but to lead the people around him to run outside the hall.

With the departure of Ning Tu, the entire Hall of All Saints became extremely depressed, and all Saints were not hiding it, and his gloomy face was full of murderous intent: "Today's scene, it seems that you can't be left!"

"Dad!" Wan Ting stopped over, "You promised me that you would heal him!"

"Ting'er, you get out of the way!" Wan Sheng said indifferently, "You have also seen that this person is a disaster, I don't know when, I will commit this murder!"

Wan Ting wanted to say something, but Yuan Qi keenly felt the killing intent in the air, and the bloodthirsty demon flame stared at Wan Sheng, he took the lead in moving, jumped out, and slashed out a powerful sword qi as before.

"Presumptuous!" Wan Sheng's black robe rattled, facing this sword, he slowly raised his right hand and met the sword qi, the thick blood qi spread in the palm of his hand, and in the blink of an eye, the sword qi turned into invisible.

Ten years have passed, and Wan Sheng has not only healed from his injuries, but his skills have become more powerful.

"Huh!" Wan Sheng suddenly felt a sharp pain in his palm, and when he opened his eyes, a small wound stood there, and he still underestimated Yuan Qi's sword qi.

Raising his head and staring at Yuan Qi, the murderous aura is even better, such a person, if he stays in the door, sooner or later it will be a disaster.

Wan Sheng turned his palm into a fist, leaving an afterimage in the same place, and bombarded Yuan Qi, a domineering breath suddenly filled the field, Wan Sheng's fist, hard to shake the Ming Emperor Sword, actually did not fall behind at all.

Yuan Qi's demon eyes were crazy, and he didn't retreat at all, the Minghuang Sword ignited a series of demonic flames in his hand, and the thick killing intent around him seemed to ignite it completely, the long black hair floated out, and the whole person looked crazy, each sword carried a pitch-black demonic aura, constantly fighting with the iron fist of all saints.

"Master, what should we do!" The situation in the field changed, and I didn't know what to do, so I had to ask like Master.

"Don't worry!" the poison god frowned, his eyes staring at the Minghuang Sword in Yuan Qi's hand, no one knew what was going on in his heart.

On the high platform, Tianji finally stabilized her injuries, rearranged her honor, and looked at Yuan Qi carefully in the field.

"Boom!" A violent bombardment sounded as Wan Sheng and Yuan Qi were both knocked back a few steps by each other's powerful forces, and there was silence in the field for a while.

"Sure enough, it's the Minghuang Sword!" Wan Sheng held his chest, and in the battle just now, the Minghuang Sword surged out of demonic energy, and inadvertently, it seeped into his chest, and he was still injured.

"Yuan Qi!" Wan Ting exclaimed, ignoring the demonic flames around Yuan Qi, she pounced straight up, and hugged Yuan Qi tightly from behind. It's also strange to say, the demonized Yuan Qi seemed to be very afraid that Wan Ting would be hurt, and as she approached, the demonic flame on her body actually dissipated quickly, and it was not contaminated with her body at all.

"Stop, don't fight!" Wan Ting said loudly, "Dad, don't stimulate him!"

"Really?" Wan Sheng was very indifferent, looking back and making a palm print, everyone suddenly felt a shocking breath, in the back of the passage, a simple and solemn big ding circled, submerged into his palm, Wan Sheng's whole person momentum was even better, "Ting'er, listen to Dad's words, you will not have a good result with him!"

"Dad, if you want to kill him, kill me first!" Wan Ting's eyes were firm, and she blocked Yuan Qi with her body, "I missed it ten years ago, and I will never miss it this time!"

"You!" Wan Sheng's face was hideous, the more Wan Ting was like this, the more angry he became, and the monstrous blood of the Soul Devouring Ding almost dyed the entire high platform red.

"Door Master, don't be impatient!" Tianji stretched out her hand, slowly held Wan Sheng, stopped his anger, her eyes flashed, and she said, "Thinking that there is a holy maiden, this person should not make any mistakes!"

Wan Sheng turned his head, not knowing what he had done, but when he saw that his eyes flashed, as if he had something to say, he suddenly stopped.

"It's all your own people, Brother Wan doesn't have to be so angry!" The poison god also stepped forward and gave Wan Sheng a look.

Wan Sheng forcibly suppressed the killing intent in his heart, and said lightly: "Ning Xin, you take Miss down!"

Ning Xinyi glanced deeply at the three people in the field, seemed to realize something, and finally took Wan Ting and Yuan Qi and walked towards the side hall.

"Tell me, what the hell is the idea!" said Wan Sheng indifferently.

"Congratulations Brother Wan! this is a good thing!" the poison god was the first to speak, pointing to the top of his head, "We have been worrying about the seal of the Blood Phoenix Nest, and now that the Emperor Sword has returned, isn't it the will of heaven?"

"Providence!" Wan Sheng raised his fists full of scars and sneered, "I'm afraid that this is to disappoint the poisonous brother, after the Ming Emperor Sword absorbs the power of the earth's evil, outsiders are afraid that it will be completely burned to ashes before it arrives!

"Not necessarily!" Tianji said, "Your daughter and Yuan Qi are in love, as long as you go and tell your baby daughter that there is a cure in the Blood Phoenix Nest, no!"

"It's very likely!" Wan Saint thought for a moment, "Maybe you can try, but ......"

"What doubts does the master have?" said Tenhime.

"This matter, after the destruction of Qingcheng, in the long run!" Wan Sheng stared at the poison god and said, "Brother Poison should have no opinion!"

"That's nature!" the poison god smiled, "Such a character, if it were introduced to Qingcheng Mountain, wouldn't it be a double win for us!"

"Let it kill each other, and I'll wait for the fisherman's profits!" A smile finally appeared on Wansheng's gloomy face.

After passing through the cold corridor, Wan Ting, Yuan Qi and Ning Xin finally returned to the secret room, Ning Xin stared at Yuan Qi beside Wan Ting from time to time, and seemed to be speechless.

"What's wrong?" Wan Ting asked as she sensed something was wrong.

"Your father's attack on Qingcheng this time is imperative, I'm worried that Yuan Qi will be cultivated into a knife by him!" Ning Xin said cautiously.

"You mean, the reason why Dad didn't make a move just now was because he wanted to bring Yuan Qi into Qingcheng Mountain?" Wan Ting was taken aback, "Impossible, I will never allow it!"

"It's useless, you can't control him! Judging from the situation just now, as long as someone releases a little murderous aura and blood, they can easily introduce it into Qingcheng Mountain!" Ning Xin said.

"Then what should I do!" Wan Ting panicked, if Yuan Qi entered Qingcheng Mountain and launched a madness, it would be difficult for someone to restrain him.

"Maybe if you take the initiative to participate in this battle, you should be able to contain it!" Ning thought for a moment and said, "You can pretend to participate, and there will be no fighting, and this disaster should be avoided!"

"I'll go too!" Wan Ting hesitated, it's been ten years, it's not that she hasn't thought about re-Qingcheng Mountain, it's just that when Penglai was fighting, everyone saw with their own eyes that Wan Qing was seriously injured by her sneak attack, and now Qingcheng has long regarded her as an evil demon, and if she says goodbye, she will definitely be a soldier.

"Hide your identity and walk with your face covered!" Ning Xin said, "I'll go with you!"

"Okay then!" Wan Ting nodded, staring at Yuan Qi in front of her, and sighed deeply: "I don't know how Qingcheng Mountain has changed after so many years!"