Mo Li died, and his thin body turned into a little golden light and melted into a cocoon. Yuan Qi's face was full of tears, holding the giant cocoon tightly, his cold face was tightly attached to it, and he rubbed it gently.

From the first encounter of longevity, breaking into the snake cave, worshiping Qingcheng, going to Anping to investigate the case, Mojia Village, and going to Penglai together, bit by bit, all came to his mind, some things, some people, always when they were lost, they knew to cherish, Yuan Qi was very heartbroken, and felt as if he had lost everything.

In the void, the blood light streaked, and the Soul Eater Ding turned around and fell back into the hands of all saints.

"It's just a little bit!" Wan Sheng was unwilling, but he felt soft all over his body, this blow he had consumed too much, and it was difficult to gather strength in a short period of time, he looked up at the ten blood lotuses in the sky, his face changed suddenly, and he quickly took off and left.

On the other side of the void, Wan Qing's expression was unusually solemn, he felt that Yuan Qi in front of him was undergoing an unimaginable sharp change, in those red eyes, pain and tenderness coexisted, which formed a strong contrast with the previous coldness, and the demonic flame outside the body also slowly disappeared, disappearing into the Minghuang sword.

"Can people who have been demonized really turn back?" Wan Qing muttered to himself, and even he began to doubt such a situation.

"Huh!" Wan Qing was dumbfounded, the phantom moon mirror suddenly uncontrolled, and flew into the sky on its own, in the bronze mirror, there was a round of crescent moon, like an eye, flashing with colorful light, shining towards Yuan Qi, behind the mirror, an extinction word, becoming unusually shiny.

"Could it be him?" Wan Qing was shocked, he couldn't believe that the so-called extinction was a demonized person. However, the Phantom Moon Mirror is so abnormal, it can't be unreasonable.

Suddenly, the Phantom Moon Mirror changed again, and in the colorful light, a hazy ancient book actually extended, and it followed the colorful light to Yuan Qi.

"No!" Wan Qing's face changed drastically, and he felt that the mark he had left on the Phantom Moon Mirror was rapidly disappearing, which he couldn't accept now, because there were still countless surviving Qingcheng disciples hidden in it.

Before he had time to think about it, Wan Qing rose into the air and forcibly grabbed the Phantom Moon Mirror in his hand to stop its mutation.

However, everything was unexpected, and he did not encounter fierce resistance, and with the injection of his spiritual power, he easily suppressed the restlessness of the ancient mirror.

"What the hell is going on?" Wan Qing was puzzled, and said, "Isn't it him!"

In the air, a golden ancient book fell and was taken by Wan Qing in his hand. When I opened my eyes, there were three familiar characters engraved on the simple and yellowed book.

"Mirror Technique!" Wan Qing's forehead was already in a cold sweat, "Could it be that Master really cultivated the Mirror Technique before he died, and he sealed this method in the Phantom Moon Mirror!"

"Boom!" The thunderous sound interrupted his thoughts, and when he looked up, among the ten blood lotuses, the golden light was shining, and there was a dangerous aura.

"Let's go!" Wan Qing reminded loudly, and he put away the phantom moon mirror and ancient books, and flew towards the Penglai dock, where it was vaguely visible that the Penglai seal was healing rapidly.

Wan Qing's words seemed to wake up Yuan Qi, he was silent, hugged the giant cocoon, left an afterimage in the same place, and flew towards the exit.

In the air, the rumbling sound became louder and louder, and the terrifying aura became deeper and deeper, almost tracking along Yuan Qi's back.

"Hurry, hurry!" Wan Qing let go of his obsession and forcibly used his mana to block the power of the seals surging around him.

Seeing that Yuan Qi was getting closer and closer, he was about to escape. Suddenly, a palm shadow appeared and hit Wan Qing's back.

"You!" Wan Qing couldn't control it, a mouthful of blood spurted out, the mana in his hand was stunned, and the only remaining seal outlet was instantly healed.

"I don't believe you can come out alive!" Wan Sheng looked at Yuan Qi who was struggling in the seal, with a sneer on his face, he was leaving, but he suddenly had a feeling in his heart that if this son did not die today, he would have endless troubles in the future, so he turned back.

"Whew!" The sea breeze howled, mixed with a powerful palm print, containing Wan Qing's angry blow, Wan Sheng was shocked away, he was very indifferent, stabilized his body in the waves, ran the only remaining spiritual power, and greeted him, just like that, the two fought all the way along the North Sea.

On Penglai Island, the blood lotus completely exploded, and the golden aura flowed, turning into flames, burning every inch of land here, and the Penglai seal at this time was like a pot lid, firmly sealing all the retreats.

In the raging fire, Yuan Qi was desperately protecting the giant cocoon, silently reciting the ice heart recipe in his mouth, trying to keep his senses, his clothes were torn, and there were already many burns on his body, but he still refused to give up, leaving one afterimage after another in the void.

"For the sake of Mo Li, I must not die!" Yuan Qi's voice was firm, the giant cocoon in front of him seemed to give him the courage to survive, he glanced back at the direction of the dock, and his eyes revealed a kind of determination, "I will definitely survive, and one day I will make all of you pay!"

"Roar!" The flames turned into a fire dragon and roared, Yuan Qi stepped on the green cloud step and flew in the direction of the Penglai Forbidden Land.

In the Penglai Sea, the two masters of Wanqing and Wansheng relied on the entanglement of two artifacts, and the entire North Sea roared, and the monstrous waves surged there and never dispersed for a long time.

No one knows the outcome of this battle, only that since then, the docks in the North Sea have been mercilessly swallowed up by the layers of huge waves.

Two days later, Wan Qing finally returned, and in the Phantom Moon Mirror, countless surviving Qingcheng disciples appeared on Qingcheng Mountain, and everyone felt that Qingxin, Penglai's experience became an eternal fear in the hearts of these people.

Wan Qing's face was pale, and after a few simple orders, he hurriedly went into retreat.

On the top of Ming Mountain, Wan Sheng stood at the top of the mountain, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, his face was very ugly, behind him, Ning Xin Ning and the others stood there, and they didn't dare to gasp.

"Door Master!" a demon stepped forward, hesitated for a moment, and said, "The Holy Maiden left a letter, and the person is gone!"

Wan Sheng took the letter, glanced at it a few times, sighed deeply, and said, "That's it, let her go!" The breeze blew, and the letter sank into the cliff with the wind.

Wan Sheng's eyes fluttered, fell on Ning Xin's body, turned his backhand into a claw, turned into a yin wind, grabbed Ning Xin's collar, and in the light of his eyes, with a thick murderous aura, Ning Xin's whole person was lifted to the edge of the cliff by him.

"Do you have anything else to say?" asked Wan Sheng coldly.

Ning Xin knew that she would die, and she had no scruples, her eyes were sharp, and she asked coldly: "Did you ask Uncle Jue to stop Wanqing!"

"That's his fate!" "Those who follow me prosper and those who disobey me perish, and all those who betray me must die!"

"Really?" Ning Xin said sarcastically, "Robbed other people's women, and dared to use this as an excuse to take revenge, you did these things just to satisfy your ambition to dominate the Central Plains!"

"Stop!" The blood light flashed in Wan Sheng's hand, and he immediately imprisoned Ning Xin's cultivation, "Since you want to die so much, I will definitely fulfill you!"

"Woo!" Ning Xin was pinched by that hand and couldn't speak, and his body was lifted into the air, about to fall into the bottomless abyss.

"Master!" Ning Tu stepped forward, hugged Wan Sheng's arm, and said, "Senior sister is confused for a while, please master bypass junior sister this time!"

"Get out of here!" Wan Sheng shook violently, and Ning Tu collapsed to the ground spitting blood from his mouth, "It's so confused for a while, I gave her a chance, but she doesn't know how to cherish it!"

"Master!" Ning Tu crawled on the ground and hugged Wan Sheng's legs, "Please Master is giving Senior Sister a chance!"

"Door master, this is the time to employ people, the hall master is a rare talent in my door, please open the net!" The old man with the golden tooth and the demons in the back frequently knelt down to intercede for Ning Xin.

"Do you want to rebel!" said Wan Sheng, "no one can change what I have decided!"

"Master!Hall Master!" Ning Tu and the others were full of helplessness, so they could only watch as Ning Xin's consciousness became more and more blurred.

"Door master, something is wrong!" Suddenly, a demon came running.

"What's the matter!" all saints frowned.

"Changxinjun, Yutong and Wuhou led a large number of men and horses to surround this place!" the demon said in horror.

"Okay! Come and pull!" Wan Sheng was stunned, stared at Ning Xin, hesitated for a moment, and finally slowly let go of his arm, "Your face is really not small, the five halls of the wilderness actually came to protect you, it seems that I can't kill you today!"

"Ahem!" Ning Xin knelt on the ground, coughing up blood.

"But the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime is unforgivable!" A cold light flashed in Wan Sheng's hand, and a dagger cut a hole in Ning Xin's face.

"Ahh

"Senior sister!" Ning Tu stepped forward and hugged Ning Xin.

"Take her down for me!" Wan Sheng stepped forward, a black pill shot into Ning Xin's mouth, and said coldly, "From now on, you will honestly stay in Mingshan for me, and contain the people of the Five Halls for me!"

Ning Xin's departure made everyone here feel frightened, and Wan Sheng stood with his hands in his hands and was silent for a long time.

"Door Master, we have suffered heavy losses in this battle!What should we do next?" the old man with the golden tooth hesitated for a moment and took the initiative to ask.

"On the surface, it seems to be a heavy loss, but the five halls will give us more people, there is no need to worry about this, as for Qingcheng's side!" Wan Sheng paused, looking at the direction of Qingcheng Mountain from afar, and the killing intent was pervasive again, "Qingcheng Mountain without Wan Qing is an empty shell, and sooner or later it will be destroyed by my hands!"

"But, Wan Qing, he seems to be alive!" the old man with the golden tooth did not dare to say more.

"Hehe!" Wan Sheng smiled, a strong momentum suddenly appeared in his body, and he slowly stretched out his right hand and clenched his fist, "Ten years, as long as I wait for ten years, Wan Qing will be devoured to death by my Soul Devouring Curse, and at that time, the world will be in my hands!"

"The master of the door is wise!" many demons said in unison.

Penglai forbidden land, the cold underground palace, the three stone doors are all opened, the rumbling chanting and the cold wind are mixed with each other, making this place extremely weird, under the towering giant willow, Yuan Qi sat cross-legged, his brows were furrowed, and he silently recited the ice heart trick over and over again, and the demonic energy in his body flickered and disappeared.

"The devil is born from the heart, and it is endless!" After a long time, Yuan Qi opened his eyes, and after a few days of suppression, he used too many methods, but the demonic nature seemed to take root in his body, and he kept cutting and couldn't get rid of it.

"The devil is born from the heart, the devil is born from the heart! If the heart is gone, the demon will disappear by itself!" Yuan Qi muttered silently, "But, if the heart is gone, am I still me?" Yuan Qi's gaze swirled between the two gates of reincarnation and the mansion.

"I hope that this Penglai's strongest Dao can have a way to dissolve demonic nature!" Yuan Qi stood up, his eyes were firm, and he stepped into the gate of the Shy Mansion, the heavy stone gate, slowly closed, and all around, on the ground of the underground palace, a Qiankun map slowly rose, sealing this place.

"Three thousand ancient knots, I will definitely be able to fully comprehend!" Yuan Qi's voice retracted throughout the underground palace and did not disperse for a long time.

Qingcheng Mountain, it has been half a month since the battle of Penglai, Wan Qing has never shown up, everyone's hearts are covered with a layer of mist, looking at the sky of the Palace of Despair, Cang Song and the others frowned deeply.

Suddenly, the faint bell rang, that was the signal of the early warning of the Sword Cliff, due to Wan Qing's retreat, the whole Qingcheng Mountain has been on alert, so the only passage to the inside of the Qingcheng Cliff is particularly important.

Cang Song hurriedly flew away with several disciples.

Xie Jian Cliff, a tall man stood there, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, starry eyes, staring at a group of Qingcheng disciples, there was a feeling of piercing the hearts of others, it was the leaf that had not been seen for a long time.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm not a Demon Sect disciple, I have no ill will!" Ye Zi explained.

"Young man, why are you coming to my Qingcheng?" asked Cang Song with a frown.

"This must be the elder of Qingcheng! My name is Ye Zi, and I want to worship at the Qingcheng Gate today!" Ye Zi said cautiously.

"I'm sorry! we don't accept disciples in Qingcheng for the time being, if you want to enter Qingcheng, just wait for next year to participate in the assessment!" Cang Song refused.

"That's a pity!" Ye Zi looked regretful, held a jade flute in his hand, and played it in front of everyone.

The melodious flute sound drifted into the entire Qingcheng Mountain in an instant, and all the disciples were fascinated when they heard this sound.

"What are you doing!" Cang Song was the first to react and shouted loudly, "Stop, or don't blame me......"

"Take him in!" a voice came from high in the air, and a thick aura suddenly appeared on the leaf, planting him to slowly rise into the air and disappear into the palace of despair.

"Master!" Cang Song looked up at the Hall of Absolute Love, his face excited.

The sound of the flute stopped with Ye Zi coming to the Hall of Despair, and he stared at the figure sitting cross-legged in the main hall, with a solemn face.

"How is the boss's injury?"

"It's out of the way!" Wan Qing asked lightly, "What are you doing in my Qingcheng!"

"I want to worship at the Qingcheng Gate!" Ye Zi said.

"Oh, why is this, the world is so big, with your assets, where can't you be tolerated!" Wan Qing said, "Why do you want to enter my Qingcheng!"

"The Demon Sect is immortal, and it is difficult for the people in the world to be peaceful, I am determined to do this, please be in charge!" Ye Zi knelt down.

"Penglai fights, thanks to you!" Wan Qing nodded, "Is Ye Zi's name?"

"Yes!" Leaf nodded.

Wan Qing pondered for a moment, and finally spoke, "You enter my Qingcheng with this name, it is difficult to enter the score, I am adding a word for you, you are immortal, such as the fairy in the poem, from now on, you will be called Ye Zishi!"

"Ye Zi poem!" Ye Zi read silently, "Good name, from now on I will want Ye Zi poem!"

"Okay, you step down first, someone will take care of everything for you!" Wan Qing slowly opened his mouth and closed his eyes again.

"Then I'll quit!" Ye Zishi said

The door of the Hall of Despair closed again, and after a long time, Wan Qing's eyes opened, and a stream of blood in his chest was swaying there, devouring his spiritual power little by little.

"Is the Heart Devouring Spell really unsolvable?" Wan Qing sighed, "With my strength, I can only barely suppress it for ten years, but after ten years, the strength of the Ten Thousand Saints will definitely be almost restored, what should I do when I get there?"

His eyes skimmed to the side slightly, the phantom moon mirror and a golden book, side by side, since he came back, the phantom moon mirror has been like this, only the one behind the extinction word, flashing dazzling light.

Wan Sheng stretched out his hand into his arms, took out an ancient order, and the three big characters of the Tianzun Order came into view, he raised his head, looked in the direction of Penglai, and took a deep breath: "Is it really the will of heaven?"

Along the coast, in an unknown village, Wan Ting wore a hat, staring at the calm sea, his eyes were crystal clear and resolute, and he said silently: "I believe that you are not dead, one day you will return, and I will always wait for you!"