Fengyunlu

The hundreds of disciples outside the thunder pool were like scattered stars, motionless. They seemed to be waiting for something, and everyone's eyes were full of tension and expectation. Strong men such as Jiutian Yuanjun and Bai Xiyuan also returned one after another. They either fell beside Ji Yao or rushed to Luo Hongchen's side. At this moment, the battle between the thunder pools seemed to have temporarily stopped. All parties returned to their respective camps and began a tense confrontation.

Luo Hongchen responded loudly, his words revealing firmness and confidence. He said: "You, the Demon King, have come all the way this time. Although you are a guest, I have always been thick-skinned, old man. How can I not entertain the Demon King by taking advantage of this precious land? Besides, I, the old man, and the Demon King There are some old friends, and some things we still need to talk about." His voice echoed between heaven and earth, showing his majesty and magnanimity.

Fairy Ji Yao also spoke up, her voice soft but firm: "Mr. Luo has the final say. The person in front of me, Hall Master Lei, and I, the Yaochi and Cangyun families, will not let him go." Her words revealed that While expressing support for Luo Hongchen, he also expressed his dissatisfaction with the Demon King.

Bai Xiyuan also floated forward slowly and landed next to Ji Yao. His eyes flashed coldly to help Ji Yao. At this moment, the alliance between the three of them seemed indestructible, making the Demon King feel the pressure.

However, at this time, Lei Gong, as the real master of Thunder Mountain, said calmly: "Leave the magic hill behind, and others will leave slowly without sending it away." His words came out, although they were calm, they revealed an unquestionable decision.

The demon king couldn't help but frowned when he heard this. He was not willing to take action at this moment, after all, he had a certain connection with Thunder Mountain. But at this moment, he received a spiritual message from the Two Saints in the Cloud, asking him to help Demon Qiu at all costs. The status and friendship between the two saints in Yunzhong forced him to think carefully.

He secretly thought that although the spiritual message came from the head of Xu Yidai, the demon king would not betray his favor easily because of his ability to continue to break up the poor family. But the two saints in Yunzhong are different. Not only do they have deep qualifications and high status, they also have a close relationship with the Demon King. They were close friends when the prisoner was in charge of the poor family. The confessions made by the prisoners before their death also made it difficult for the Demon King to refuse what they asked for.

This was also the reason why Xu Yi chose to call Mo Qiu at this time. He was sure that the Demon King would help. Before that, he used a spell to bring out the demonic aura in Feng Chen, and then used Mo Wenjian, a powerful back-up man, in order to ensure that Mo Qiu's trip went smoothly.

As for how he calculated that Bai Ximo would take Feng Chen northward to worship in the past few days, there were many complicated factors involved and it was difficult to explain them one by one. However, Xu can also predict everything accurately and dominate everything, not because he predicts the enemy first, but because he cleverly lays out, cleverly enters the game, and cleverly controls the situation. He uses various means to tighten the situation, making seemingly ordinary things unexpected. Whether it is news, intelligence or opportunities, everyone who joins the game should see it.

Xu Yi didn't know how long this game had been arranged, and he didn't know where to start. Perhaps the only person who could guess what was inside was the sloppy Mo Wenjian. However, his behavior was bizarre and abnormal, and no one knew what he was going to do.

Although the Demon King could guess some, it was just a guess. What he cared more about was the people in prison back then and the arrangements he had made behind his back. This was also the reason why he was not very optimistic about Xu Yi, but could not refuse the request of the Second Saint Yun Zhong. He believed in his own judgment and the vision of the Two Saints in Yun Zhong.

However, at this moment, he had to stand up and face Lei Gong and Luo Hongchen: "Lei Hall Master, Brother Luo, I have to do what I have to do today. If I offend you later, please forgive me." He didn't finish. When the two of them spoke, he stood up and rushed towards Luo Hongchen.

The Demon King was small in stature but possessed a terrifying power. His afterimage bypassed everyone and came directly to Luo Hongchen. With a flick of his robe, all the spiritual energy around him was released, and only Luo Hongchen was fighting for his true energy. At the same time, he directly moved all the spiritual power in the thunder pool, including the power of the Thunder Mountain Immortal Veins, and could not be moved by anyone at all. Even Luo Hongchen, as the emperor, and Lei Gong, as the hall master, seemed to have cut off the connection at this time. The spiritual power in heaven and earth cannot move, and the immortal roots in the mountains cannot help.

Luo Hongchen reacted immediately. He wanted to open and close the Emperor Picture, but for some reason it couldn't be released. It was as if an invisible shackle bound the Dao Luck Divine Weapon, making it afraid to show it in front of others.

Luo Hongchen was shocked and couldn't help but look up at the demon king. At this time, he had neither anything nor any magical weapons. He only had the power to cut off all ties. However, the two of them were not much different from each other. Their cultivation levels were even more powerful. Among brothers, they would say that he was the demon king. Although he was slightly stronger, Luo Hongchen was not afraid, but he would never believe what Luo Hongchen said if he said he could easily cut off the senses of heaven and earth. Even if he was the demon king, he might not be able to compare to the people in prison back then. He couldn't do it. Could this demon king be enough?

At this moment, the battle between the thunder pools escalated again. The showdown between the Demon King and Luo Hongchen became the focus of everyone's attention. Lei Gong, Fairy Ji Yao and others are also prepared and ready to help at any time.

At this time, a red shadow suddenly appeared, holding a red sword in his hand. The bloodstains on the sword seemed to tell of its past glory and killing. The black blood has dried up, and the charred feeling seems to remind people that this sword has been silent for countless years. With just a slight exertion, the sword may turn into powder and scatter in the wind. However, the cold aura hidden in the blood is like a cold snake, crawling along people's eyes and into their hearts, making people shudder.

"Girl, this sword is dangerous but specializes in breaking long distances. The old man won't be able to take care of it for a while. Remember not to touch it lightly unless absolutely necessary, especially not to get emotional easily." A vicissitudes of voice sounded in his ears, and Luo Hongchen solemnly handed the sword over to him. Ji Yao then launched an earth-shattering battle with the Demon King.

The two of them flew up and faced each other among the purple clouds in the sky. Both of them understood that at this moment on the thundering mountain top, no one else was paying attention except Mo Wenjian. As long as they hold each other back, everything can be slowed down. As for the victory or defeat between the two of them, to put it bluntly, it is not a matter of life or death, but rather a matter of persistence in morality and the pursuit of strength. Even if the Demon King has stronger methods, or Luo Hongchen hides his clumsiness in his early years, no one can get involved if he takes action now.

Fairy Ji Yao took the sword, and as soon as the red-made sword passed through the true energy, the surrounding area of ​​more than ten feet was filled with coldness and abnormality. This is just a faint impulse. If you ask it to perform magic, even if it is a sword technique, I believe that the thunder pond must be full of wind and frost, and it will be full of endless expectations.

"When Hongzhuang comes out, she will always be separated from you, and thirty-three will be in a state of lovesickness." Fairy Ji Yao murmured, as if she felt the story of an infatuated woman from the sword. She loved but couldn't get it, asked for it but couldn't get it, and in the end, love gave birth to hatred. She turned the lovesickness in her eyes into a trapped magic circle, like a cage, and she just wanted her sweetheart to never come out.

Mo Wenjian sighed and spoke at this time, staring straight at the red sword, as if there was something unspeakable that he wanted to say but couldn't easily point it out, so he could only persuade him gently: "Everyone says that lovesickness is hard, but who knows? Fairy Ji Yao, who understands the long-term separation of hatred, it is better to put down this sword now to avoid being disturbed by it."

Fairy Ji Yao turned her head after hearing this, and she also understood in her heart that Luo Hongchen had just explained that this sword must have its extraordinary qualities. Her mind and body are in a state of flux, and except for certain things, she can rarely be influenced by others. This sword with red makeup can make her heart murmur just by holding it with one hand. It is indeed not easy to use. Thinking of this, Fairy Ji Yao replaced it with Bai Yi Sword to help Xuan Ling, but Hong Zhuang was put into the bag. However, after all, she couldn't really understand Hongzhuang's true meaning. How could she withstand the sword of lovesickness if she stayed in Zifu. You must not know that even Luo Hongchen didn't dare to take it into his house. He always used special means to hide it in a place outside his body. When he needed to take it out, he used special means to bring it out from the air. He never dared to touch it at ordinary times.