The current heaven and earth are not the kind of evolution from chaos, not the kind of era when living beings are ignorant, not the era when living beings grope alone, so now between heaven and earth, all those who have some magical powers will open the altar to preach, and they set up their own sects, hoping to become a Taoist ancestor in the next ten million years.

Qingyang's reputation is not in the world at this time, not to mention that he has no self-registered surname at all.

Therefore, when Qingyang's voice spread in this mountain range, the demons or some spirits in the various mountains were first shocked by the powerful mana in this voice. Some voices are shrill and thin, some are majestic, some are ethereal, but no matter what kind of sound it is, listening to the ears of the monk, this voice can reveal the level of cultivation of the person who speaks.

The thinness and thickness of this voice reveal the mana of a monk, if the sound is shrill, then the tip must be sharp to the depths of the human heart, and if it is ethereal, it is ubiquitous, but it is as faint as the wind groaning, Qingyang's voice is nothing special, at first glance it sounds very ordinary, but when the voice reverberates, it will not stop for a long time, just like an undercurrent, whether it is in the cave, or in the secret room, or in the water cave sky, it is like in the valley, the sound is circling back and forth.

Whether it was in meditation or flirting and laughing with the concubine, they all woke up at this moment, they couldn't get rid of the voice, and they walked out of the cave.

"Who dare to preach here? ”

A woman awoke from her slumber, her whole face from left to right from dead wood to soft skin, one of her eyes was alive flesh, but half of it was still withered.

She stood up and walked out step by step, her body was extremely soft, step by step as if she was stepping on a cotton flower, however, she had already walked out of this empty cave in just a few steps, appeared in a quiet deep valley, and walked through the dense woods like a forest elf, silently appeared on the top of the mountain, looking in the direction where Qingyang's voice came.

In another place, there is a lake that does not look big, but the lake is extremely deep, the lake water is deep blue, in the depths of this lake, there is a giant snake who wakes up from a deep sleep, he is the overlord of this area, the reason why there has been no cultivator to open a dojo here, one of the big reasons is that there is a sleeping Jiao in this lake.

The snake can only be a dragon after a thousand years of cultivation, and it can only be a dragon after ten thousand years of cultivation. However, not all Jiao are willing to turn into dragons, and it is rumored that this Jiao is not willing to turn into dragons.

But all the demons who knew the special nature of this place were waiting for Qingyang to open the altar to preach three days later, they didn't want to listen to the sermon, but wanted to see how Qingyang would flee in panic, but no one guessed that Qingyang would die here, after all, the mana revealed by Qingyang was also very deep.

Only the big bear demon and the old bull demon don't know what kind of strong people exist in this place where they are, in their hearts, the ghost king on this mountain is the ghost king on the mountain is the high mountain like a ghost, but the ghost king who saw Qingyang immediately called himself a little ghost understands that in this area, he is nothing, and he is also waiting for the situation after three days.

The big bear demon and the old bull demon sat motionless on the top of the mountain, and Qingyang sat at the top, and they were on a Yujing mountain rock opposite Qingyang, with an excited face.

Qingyang just sat quietly, one side of the water and soil, one side of the heaven and the earth, its own breath. In Qingyang's thoughts, the demon spirits in this side of the world were clearly imprinted in his heart, and they were like lights of various colors in the darkness.

Mountains, rivers and lakes are part of heaven and earth, the trees on the mountains and the water in the rivers are, and the cultivators in them are naturally also, the qi they swallow and exhale has changed the qi in this side of heaven and earth, and the meaning emanating from their bodies makes Qingyang feel it.

Three days have passed in the blink of an eye, and as early as two days ago, some demon spirits have appeared around this Ghost King Mountain, and occasionally there are one or two monks, who are also watching from high clouds.

Qingyang sat still, while the big bear demon and the old bull demon began to get nervous, they were uncomfortable, they were afraid, and they felt uncomfortable in their eyes.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

Since Qingyang opened his mouth in this Ghost King Mountain, the wind and clouds in this side of the world have become obscure, and by the third day, the sky was full of dark clouds and a strong wind.

Suddenly a sigh appeared, this sigh sounded very light, full of a feeling of remembrance, it should have been a slight sound, as long as it was a breeze to blow away, but in this turbulent world it was so clear, as if in a quiet room, there was a person sitting next to him sighing.

"This place, it's not for you to come, you better go. ”

The voice sounded again, and Qingyang opened his eyes. He didn't answer this sentence, but asked the big bear demon and said, "Some people say that this place is not where I should come, do you think I should come here?"

At this time, even if the big bear demon was sluggish, he also understood that there was a strong man coming, he naturally had his own fears, and looked around, as if he wanted to find the person who spoke, but he didn't find it, Qingyang kept looking at him, waiting for his answer, he couldn't avoid it, so he replied: "If you can't beat others, it's better to hurry up, there are very powerful people who won't let you preach." ”

"Why didn't he let me preach?" Qingyang asked.

"Probably you and him are the same kind, if there is one of my kind to come to the Immortal Mountain, I will also drive him away. The Great Bear said.

Qing Yang didn't talk to the Great Bear Demon anymore, but looked into the distance and said, "Is he right, if not, why shouldn't I come here?"

"Young people just don't know what to do, grandma and I walked the world, you didn't know which sect to fetch water?" the voice continued.

"Not necessarily, but, even as you say, why shouldn't I come here, I preach my sermon, you can listen to what you want, and you don't have to listen to what you don't want to hear, it has nothing to do with whether I should come or not. Qingyang said.

"It seems that you like to argue with people about this, and what you said is indeed right, but you forgot a word, go to a heaven and earth, see a landscape, and worship a god. ”

Qingyang's eyes showed a hint of discoloration, and said: "It turns out that there is actually a god here, I don't know if it is the god sealed by Emperor Jun or the god sealed by Haotian?"

"Who the hell are you?" asked an urgent voice in the distance.

Qingyang didn't answer, but said, "No matter what period of the gods you are, you are lucky, if you want to, you can also sit down and listen." He said this without answering for a long time.

The god did not answer, but a seed fell with the wind, and fell behind Qingyang, and then quickly germinated and took root, as if there was something in the wind that could make him grow, and it quickly grew into a big tree in the wind, and the big tree was like an umbrella, covering Qingyang.

At this moment, there were suddenly demons flying away in the distance, and in the direction of the south, there was a giant dragon's head that was higher than the mountain, and its eyes were like two red lights between heaven and earth.

This is a giant Jiao, a Jiao that I don't know how many years it has existed.

It stared at Qingyang, and there was anger in its indifferent snake eyes, angry that Qingyang disturbed its slumber

Someone in the distance whispered: "She's out, there's a good fight now, here, everyone knows that she has a hot temper." ”

"You say, 'Which of them will win?'" someone whispered to a friend.

"It should be Mo Ji, but this person also seems to have an extraordinary background, and in just a few words, he let the old witch turn into a tree to shelter him from the wind and rain, which is not something ordinary monks can do. ”

Suddenly, the inky black Jiao in the distance rose into the air, and at the moment of taking off, it seemed that the water of the lake also flew into the sky with it, and in between, wind and rain were mixed. And the figure of this giant Jiao walked through the sky, but it was not the head but not the tail, and the tail but not the body.

At the moment when it came towards Qingyang, Qingyang looked at this inky black giant Jiao with some surprise.