From the beginning of the fight to conquer the world

Chapter 312 The Demon Sect Attacks the Mountain
In the distance at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, Li Chenfeng, Bi Yao and You Ji stood side by side, looking at the mountain top hidden in the depths of the white clouds.

"Are you really going to seize the Zhuxian Sword?"

When this question was asked, Baguio's face even turned slightly pale.A deep worry lingered in her heart, even stronger than when she saw Li Chenfeng being submerged by the thunder.

Li Chenfeng patted the girl's shoulder lightly, and comforted him: "Don't worry, I won't do anything I'm not sure about."

Li Chenfeng doesn't know how powerful the Zhuxian Sword is, but if he thinks about it, he won't kill himself immediately, right?With the protection of the Xuanhuojian, I think it is still [-]% sure.

Of course, the premise is that Daoxuan doesn't let Daoxuan get the Zhuxian Sword, otherwise he will have no choice but to run away immediately.

Bi Yao bit her lip, and suddenly asked You Ji beside her, "Where is my father?"

You Ji said: "The suzerain went to Heyang City today to meet the old monster from the Wandu Sect who arrived recently."

Baguio was startled, and said, "What, the 'Poison God' is here too?"

You Ji smiled lightly, and said: "It's not just him, according to what I heard privately, in the last few days, even the sect masters of the Changshengtang and the Hehuan Sect will come here."

Bi Yao was even more shocked, and said after a while, "How could this be? I know that father has secretly transferred the main force of the Ghost King Sect to the vicinity of Qingyun Mountain. If these three sect masters come, the masters of their sect will definitely They will also follow, so isn't it that our four... no, it is simply that the strength of the holy religion is completely concentrated here?"

You Ji's face was hidden behind her black veil, and she couldn't see the expression clearly, but only listening to her voice, she was still calm and calm, and said calmly: "Not bad."

Bi Yao suddenly lowered her head, and after a while, she said slowly: "So, the main purpose of Dad coming here is not to help Brother Li win the Zhuxian Sword."

At this time, Li Chenfeng smiled slightly, and said: "Don't think so much. Didn't I say that I won't do things that I'm not sure about. If there is only the Ghost King Sect, I don't dare to provoke the Qingyun Sect."

"What happened this time is that the entire Demonic Dao is at war against Qingyun Sect. No matter what the final result is, it is inevitable that Qingyun Sect will be injured, and it is also the best time for me to do it. Your father is also very clear about this, otherwise he would not dare Agree to my crazy plan."

After a pause, Li Chenfeng continued: "This battle is not comparable to the battle of righteousness and demons in Liubo Mountain, so I suggest Baguio that you should not go up the mountain with us."

You Ji also agrees with this very much.

In the original book, Baguio insisted on going up the mountain because she wanted to save her beloved.

But now she and Zhang Xiaofan have no intersection at all, and the other party is not in danger of being punished by Qing Yunmen for the Blood-devouring Orb, so theoretically everything in the original book will not happen.

But there are always accidents, it would be bad if Baguio got injured during the battle, that's why Li Chenfeng wanted to persuade her not to go.

but……

"No! I have a sad flower, and the acacia bell body protection I got in the dripping blood cave. It's no problem to take care of myself."

Both Li Chenfeng and You Ji were helpless about this.

Baguio has many advantages, infatuation, kindness, intelligence...

But there is one more point, that is courage and tenacity!
Now that she has made a decision, it will not be changed easily.

In Heyang City, the Ghost King and Qinglong left the residence of the Poison God, and their figures merged into the crowd in Heyang City.

Remembering the previous conversation with the Poison God, the Ghost King suddenly sneered and said, "This old monster is indeed getting harder and harder to deal with."

This sentence was inexplicable, but Qinglong seemed to understand what he meant, nodded and said: "That's right, 300 years ago when our Ghost King Sect and the Wandu Sect were fighting to the death, the old monster was the most vicious and impulsive, and he always rushed to the front , even a hundred years ago, the battle with Qingyun was still advocated by him, the head of the Wandu Sect. It seems that he lost a lot of vigor in that fiasco back then."

The Ghost King shook his head, and said: "This is not called killing energy, it's called developing skills. After that battle, the old monster seemed to come to his senses, and his temper changed all of a sudden. Zong, the one who recovers his strength the fastest is Wandumen. It's just that he refuses to take the position of presiding over the overall situation, but it is very troublesome!"

The previous conversation with Poison God seemed harmonious, but there were quite a few temptations between the words.

This time, the four major sects of the Devil's Way attacked Qing Yunmen at the same time. Whoever can take charge of the overall situation will be the leader of the Devil's Cult in the eyes of outsiders.

But in the eyes of discerning people, this position is useless except for some false names, and more effort is needed to waste one's own strength in vain.

Therefore, no matter whether it is the strategizing ghost king or the scheming poison god, they don't want to sit in this position.

The ghost king frowned, and said lightly: "Forget it, we have to wait for those two people to arrive before we can discuss important matters. Let's wait for a few days first! Well, by the way, where is Baguio? It seems that I haven't seen her all day today. .”

Qinglong said: "I didn't see it either, but I think it should be with that kid. You Ji has been with her all the time, nothing will happen to her, you can rest assured."

The ghost king shook his head and fell silent.

The more he got to know the young man named Li Chenfeng, the ghost king discovered more secrets about him, which also made him feel a certain fear.

He didn't want his daughter to be with such a person, but reality proved that his worry seemed a bit late.Thinking about his daughter's character, the ghost king could only sigh softly and didn't say anything else.

On the other side, after Ghost King and Qinglong left, Poison God and his disciple Qin Wuyan were also talking about each other.

For the unpredictable ghost king, the poison god is also extremely jealous, and he does not despise him at all because he is the most junior suzerain of the four major sects.

At this moment, a strange sound suddenly sounded from Qin Wuyan's side, it seemed to be the piercing sound of Xia Chan's chirping in summer.

The Poison God's expression changed, and he turned to look.

Qin Wuyan took out a small yellow box from under the chair, one foot square, and this strange sound came from here.

The God of Poison walked over, stretched out his hand and gently opened the lid, and suddenly, in front of the two of them, on the soft yellow silk in the box, lay a colorful centipede, but the most strange thing was the centipede's tail. Seven branches.

Qin Wuyan frowned, and said: "Since we came near Qingyun Mountain, Xiaoqi seems to be restless, as if he was stimulated by something."

The God of Poison said indifferently: "These seven-tailed centipedes are rare treasures in the world. There is only one pair left in the world. They have been together until death. If they are separated, within a hundred miles, there must be a sense. Xiao Qi is restless these days, it must be Because of this."

Qin Wuyan glanced at Poison God, and suddenly said: "So, that person is now on Qingyun Mountain?"

The Poison God smiled, and said: "That's right, the seven-tailed centipede is a unique species in the world, there is no mistake."

As he spoke, he turned his head and stared slowly into the distance.In the distance, the towering and majestic Qingyun Mountain outside Heyang City pierces into the sky, its might is almost incomparable, surrounded by white clouds, and it has a fairy air.

(End of this chapter)