Today I hold the world

The mist is dark, and outside the square near the upper half of Qingling Mountain, sticky and dry blood can be seen everywhere in the dusty soil on the ground. In this small area, dozens of corpses have mutilated limbs, all of which were cut by knives and swords. The neatness and horror of the place, the corpses everywhere have been cooled for a long time, because of the cold weather, they have not yet smelled, but the smell of blood is wafting around, which is extremely pungent.

Every creature in the world has six senses and seven souls. Between life and death, there will always be out-of-body mutations. Those who are cultivators and those who are profound have their own heresy methods to turn death into life.

The sky had just turned from red to dark, and strands of black air gathered above the corpses here. Like other large slaughter places in Qingling Mountain, evil spirits and ghosts and wraiths began to awaken.

This place is where Tao Hanting led people to slaughter Xun Yu and Shan Xiongxin's gang. After midnight, the cries of children became louder and louder. During this time, the black energy gradually condensed into spirit corpses, and the aura of the earth veins was absorbed by the phantom and became more condensed. In fact, the scattered big black soap robes slowly floated up, covered by the black air, and a human-like shadow was born.

"Hurry up, don't dawdle, the battle over there is almost over, we have to catch the last wave!"

"Captain, Commander Tantai has issued a message to prohibit everyone from gathering there. If we do this, will we be punished later?"

"What the hell, who is Tao Hanting? Half of the thousands of Qingling Mountain monks on this mountain were killed by him, and the head of the Chilong Sect didn't come out to speak. Can Commander Tantai stop it?"

"However, before the march, the master Zhong was in public..."

"Don't worry, we don't have to participate in fear of punishment afterwards, but it should be fine to watch the game. If something good happens to catch up, are you willing to take it as cheap as possible?"

A small group of monks from the Azure Dragon Army hurried past in mid-air, without noticing the shadow in the black mist below. After those people left, the shadow whimpered for a long time, and finally let out a hoarse and sinister old man's laugh.

******

The battle of the three Jindan Patriarchs has already been entrusted to the clouds of the Nine Heavens. Song Yingxing, who is standing on the Qinglong outside the mountain to monitor the Great Qingling Mountain Battle, is frowning tightly. He has already received the message from Tantai Qingsheng earlier. Notice, but personal responsibilities are different, and now the responsibility of supervision is on him, and it is impossible to get away and go to Xiaonanfeng to search for the head.

Song Yingxing hurriedly flew down from the Chilong on the clouds in a black suit, and Song Yingxing hurriedly saluted: "Mrs. Ju, this war-torn place is not suitable for you, you should go back quickly..."

Isn't this the lady in charge of the Red Dragon who has been keeping quiet all the time? Song Yingxing is most afraid of having someone with a senior background who is difficult to deal with in times of war to instigate him.

Ju Kui rolled her eyes, and asked in a cold voice, "Are you afraid that I will cause trouble?"

"I don't dare, what's your order?" Song Yingxing asked in a harmonious voice.

"Your family's head has not revealed his situation for so long. I'm afraid I have encountered difficulties. Now that the three golden cores have gone to fight elsewhere, I have to find him to help him!"

After Ju Kui finished speaking, she was about to fly towards Qingling Mountain without waiting for Song Yingxing to respond.

Song Yingxing performed the ceremony with an almost begging face, "No madam, if you are in a dangerous situation, the disciple doesn't know how to tell the master. The current battle situation is chaotic, please allow me to dispatch people to find the master."

Seeing that he was in trouble, Ju Kui became angry and said irritably, "Didn't you see that the peaks of the mountain are filled with turbulent resentment? There is no time!"

Song Yingxing knelt on the ground with a puff, and at some point there was a spirit sword in his hand, "Madam, please stay. If you really want to enter the mountain, Ying Xing will kill himself on the spot and apologize."

Ju Kui looked shocked, "Wait a minute, you you you..."

How could she afford such a thing, she fell on the spot anxious for a moment, stomped her feet angrily, twisted her plump body, and said in a ruthless voice, "Okay, okay, I won't go, you people from Chilongmen are better than each other!"

Song Yingxing put away the sword and continued to perform the salute: "Madam, please go back to the Red Dragon."

"No, my aunt is waiting here, you continue to do your work!" Ju Kui pulled out a small red stool from the storage ring, sat behind the survey platform and looked angrily at all parts of Qingling Mountain.

Song Yingxing had no choice but to order people to go to Xiaonanshan to search for his head, when a figure with a white beard appeared beside him, it was the old Taoist Qingsongzi.

"Old man, go to the mountain for a walk, and you send more people to defend Wanghu Hill!"

Song Yingxing said gratefully: "Thank you, senior, for taking the shot. I will transfer more people to defend immediately."

Qingsongzi stroked his beard and looked at Ju Kui with a smile, "Mrs. Zhong, too?"

Ju Kui put away the red stool happily, "Go in quickly!"

Turning his head and glaring at Song Yingxing again, Song Yingxing scratched his head helplessly, since Jindan Patriarch brought this person in, he had no reason to stop him.

Watching the two of them heading towards the falling Xiaonan Peak of Qingling Mountain, Song Yingxing simultaneously dispatched fifty elite monks to Wanghu Hill to defend their camp.

In the sky-blue monitoring pan in his hand, there was more and more blood mist and black air, and his heart was frightened, which became more and more intense.

******

On the Xiaonanfeng battlefield that fell halfway up the mountainside on Qingling Mountain, the dust and gravel were blown away calmly, and the open space with a radius of ten miles was cracked inch by inch, going deep into the ground, and there were even many violent auras gushing along the holes. In the central area like the center of a spider web, Zhong Ziyan lay unconscious on his back.

A stench of stench blew, and the white hair on the sideburns swept across his cheeks in the wind, Zhong Ziyan opened his eyes suddenly, his limbs hurt like hell.

He sat cross-legged slowly with his hands propped up, wiped off the blood on his face, and was very happy that he was still alive.

That Liu Jiangning is worthy of being the top figure in the Liu family, if Master Tao outside the mountain was about to behead another Jindan and lead Liu Jiangning to rescue him, how could he survive, his life and death would have passed away by now.

Now I don't know how the battle is progressing, the blood demon and other evil spirits I cast around me are contaminated, spreading everywhere, uncontrollable, there is not much spiritual power left in the body, and most of the skin on the steel pillar tibia that I have always been proud of is rotten, really like a pig Dogs are generally embarrassed.

With a trembling hand, he swallowed a elixir into his mouth with one hand, and the power of the medicine went down his stomach, and the wisps of inspiration slowly recovered, only then did he feel that he had escaped a catastrophe.

After about half a stick of incense, the smell of blood in his nose became more and more intense. Zhong Ziyan opened his eyes and released his consciousness to explore the remnants of this place, and then continued to extend it. He was shocked. The air package is soaked.

As far as the eyes can see, most of them are afterimages caused by the power of their spells, but in those places that cannot be seen, the huge Qingling Mountain Field is no longer like a place for immortals to cultivate.

He didn't expect this kind of result at all, and his mood was more than stunned.

At this moment, two figures flew down from the sky, Zhong Ziyan saw who was coming, Qingsongzi Laodao and Ju Kui also breathed a sigh of relief.

Ju Kui hurried forward, looking at her man worriedly: "You..."

"It's still alive, it's okay." Zhong Ziyan smiled bitterly, wanted to stand up, but failed after trying twice, sighed, and gave up.

Old Daoist Qingsongzi stretched out his spiritual power to help him check, frowned and said: "The injury is serious and needs medical treatment immediately."

"Then come quickly." Ju Kui said eagerly, her heart ached.

Zhong Ziyan waved his hands and straightened his body. He couldn't die for a while, but the whole Qingling Mountain seemed to be in a serious situation, so he asked, "How is the battle going?"

Together with him, Qingsongzi looked up at the peak of the mountain where the face could not be seen clearly. The black mist gathered and had reached the point of solidification. Working in secret, Lingshan Spiritual Qi can't be digested for a short time, and it will fuel it, and your family has a ruthless character!"

Zhong Ziyan was silent for three breaths, and asked Xiang Jukui, "Is it Hanting?"

Ju Kui didn't care about other things at all, staring at Zhong Ziyan's wounds all over his body and weeping, he responded casually: "Before night, I saw a group of people entering the mountain from the south on the Chilong, so I'm not sure."

"how many people?"

"About seven or eight hundred."

Zhong Ziyan's eyes turned bloody in an instant, and he quickly closed his eyes to suppress his anger. After a long time, his eyes returned to normal, and he sighed heavily, "Old Daoist brother, I beg you to organize the staff to quickly set up a Liuhe lock-up formation, and later I'm afraid that my trip to the east will be ruined overnight!"

Qingsongzi left a bottle of emerald green panacea, nodded and left.

Ju Kui fed him the elixir, and within ten breaths, Zhong Ziyan let out a bad breath, "This mountain will soon have a large-scale coagulation of evil spirits, and I know its horror best, but unfortunately there is no way to help you anymore. Quickly go to the mountain and order the armies to carry out operations to eliminate ghosts."

When Ling spoke out, Ju Kui only felt that he had become his subordinate, and a sense of resentment arose, and seeing the man in his family praying with eyes, without any intention of domineering, there was infinite pity in his heart.

"How big a thing can teach you to do it regardless of your own life?" Ju Kui burst into tears.

Zhong Ziyan was quite guilty, and said bitterly: "The millennium foundation is all in my hands, and now the combination of resentment and evil, if someone with a heart plots, there will be no grass on this mountain tomorrow, and thousands of miles of evil will be buried here.

My injuries are not fatal, and you, Mrs. Lao, will help me. "

Ju Kui paused for a moment, feeling all kinds of feelings in his heart. At that moment, he felt that this man would give his life for Chilongmen. Compared with each other's friendship, which one is more important? Selfishness and publicity competed in his mind, and finally turned into cunning , wiped away tears: "It's too late, I'll go right away."

"Slow down, let it carry you." Zhong Ziyan pushed out the little fish that had calmed down after being frightened for a long time from his arms.

The Jade Whale turned into three feet, hummed twice, and carried Ju Kui up the mountain.