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But before Xuan Yu could show off for too long, another huge black figure emerged from the crack. It was Wu De.

He shared the envious glances of others.

"Suzaku, Xuanwu, and the Azure Dragon Qilin just now...

Am I hallucinating?"

A monk danced his sword into the air, defending against the demons while looking at the sky, feeling that his whole world was collapsing.

"Is this what it feels like to be at the end of the world? I feel like the world of immortal cultivation is about to explode..."

Xuan Yu flew to Lin Qingqing and said, "Qingqing, you people in the immortal world are not as good-looking as those in our beast world.

They are so fragile and too thin.”

Wu De also echoed, "Qingqing, is this the world you live in? It's a bit chaotic. It's really worse than the beast world."

In fact, the reason why Wu De and Xuan Yu said this was that they hoped Lin Qingqing could go back. After all, after being away from Qingqing for a few days, they all felt like they were suffering from lovesickness and had no energy to do anything.

The Beast Taming Sect was also in chaos at the moment. When the monsters saw the four divine beasts, they felt that everyone had a backbone, and they kept resisting even when they were beaten.

Xuan Yu narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of the Beast Taming Sect. "How dare they harm us orcs like this?"

"Qingqing, can I go and rescue them?"

Lin Qingqing had long been fed up with the Beast Taming Sect's behavior. She nodded slightly, "Okay, but I have to say that they are not orcs, but ordinary monsters that cannot transform."

"Qingqing, I'm going!"

Xuan Yu flew directly towards the Beast Taming Sect, rolling up bursts of flaming blades. Some of the monsters that were not contracted, in this chaos, all started to escape mode.

Lin Qingqing kept an eye on the battlefield. She felt that there were too many demons, and their numbers were increasing exponentially.

Chonglou is completely crazy, but what can you say? Isn’t his ancestor Lingxu a madman?

The demon clan has gone crazy more than once or twice.

In fact, Lin Qingqing doesn’t have any good solution now. The only thing she can do is to protect the people she cares about.

Because if they fight against the demons, the immortal cultivators will also come to attack these "demon beasts"...

The black crack opened its bloody mouth. At this moment, the width of the crack was enough for two demons to come out, and the length reached forty or fifty meters. Countless demons gushed out with black air.

The Seven Killing Pestle in Chonglou's hand was now glowing with blood. The pestle was like a greedy demon, madly sucking the blood of the monks to nourish itself and Chonglou.

The strong blood smell spread, making the surrounding air sticky and oppressive.

At this moment, a deafening tiger roar came from the white crack.

Cang Xiaoyun, the divine white tiger, stepped out from the crack majestically, with the aura of a king gushing out from its body, instantly dispelling some of the evil spirits around it. Wherever it went, the ground trembled slightly, demonstrating its supreme majesty.

The successive appearances of the five divine beasts made the immortal cultivators unable to help but complain in between their fierce confrontations with the Demon Cult.

"I knew that the mythical beast, the white tiger, would definitely appear."

An immortal cultivator said breathlessly while struggling to resist the attacks of the demons.

"I really can't fight anymore. I have practiced for hundreds of years, and what I saw and heard today is more shocking than the past hundreds of years combined. Even if I die in battle now, it's worth it..."

The other cultivator had a tired look on his face, but there was a hint of relief in his voice.

"This world has gone mad, all rules have been lost. I really hate this chaotic world. Maybe if I die, I can find peace."

An old man had a gloomy look in his eyes, full of helplessness and despair about the current situation.

"Ah! Great! The world of cultivation is becoming more and more exciting. I really want to drink to my heart's content!"

However, a young cultivator had an excited look on his face, with fanatical glint in his eyes, as if this chaos was a grand carnival to him.

"Xiaoyun, you are finally here."

Lin Qingqing looked at Cang Xiaoyun, and her fox mouth curled up.

"Our Qing Clan, what's the situation over there?"

Cang Xiaoyun said, "The Beast World is relatively stable. It is late at night now, and there is only one more crack in the sky. If it weren't for Eluo, we probably wouldn't have noticed anything.

But before we came, Er Luo said that he could only send five of us for the time being, because the blood of the divine beasts in our bodies is inextricably linked to the world of immortal cultivation. Even if other orcs were sent, I'm afraid they would find it difficult to adapt to the new rules of heaven and earth for a while.

But don't worry, Qingqing, we are here to protect you."

After Cang Xiaoyun finished speaking, he suddenly felt the blood in his body pulling him, and he suddenly looked in the direction of the Seven Killing Pestle...

Seeing this, Lin Qingqing thought of the origin of the Seven Killing Pestle. The Seven Killing Pestle was made from the remains of the monster white tiger. Could Cang Xiaoyun be able to sense something?

"It seemed painful."

Cang Xiaoyun closed his eyes, "It doesn't want to become murderous, and doesn't want to be stained with blood. It doesn't need that kind of nourishment, but it can't do it, it can't struggle free!"

At this time, the demonic energy was like a surging black tide, becoming increasingly dense and rolling in.

If this situation continues, the lives of everyone present will be in danger, and even the entire world of immortal cultivation will face the desperate situation of collapse.

Lin Qingqing was extremely anxious, she knew that she had to take action now.

She jumped onto Cang Xiaoyun's back and said with a firm and anxious look: "Xiaoyun, let's rush over to Chonglou!"

Cang Xiaoyun nodded without hesitation. He kicked his feet hard and his body shot towards Chonglou like a white lightning.

Along the way, the demonic energy was like black thorns, entwining and blocking madly, but in front of Cang Xiaoyun's powerful strength, it was shattered one after another.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of Chonglou.

Chonglou noticed the two people approaching and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but the Seven Killing Pestle in his hand did not stop absorbing blood.

Seeing this, Cang Xiaoyun roared and released the blood power in his body without reservation. A powerful white energy wave spread out in all directions with him as the center.

Lin Qingqing said calmly at this moment, "Seven Killing Pestle, do you... still remember Ling Xu?" Her voice was soft but seemed to have the power to penetrate the soul, echoing in this space filled with demonic energy and chaos.

"Ling Xu? Who is that?" Someone in the crowd couldn't help but murmur in a low voice, his words full of confusion. At this critical moment, everyone was curious about what was so special about the person Lin Qingqing was talking about.

Under the impact of this inexplicable force, the originally indestructible Seven Killing Pestle began to tremble violently, as if a memory buried deep in the heart had been touched. Then, with a crisp "crack", the tiny crack on the pestle spread rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, covering the entire pestle like a spider web.