Each disciple is not simple

The Langyue Sword is held in Mingjia's hand, and everything everyone does is to create this opportunity for her!

Are you afraid of failure?

Aren’t you afraid of failure?

perhaps……

In a trance, the Langyue Sword made a sound.

Mingjia saw his fellow apprentices who had died tragically at the hands of the demons a hundred years ago, saw the city littered with body parts, saw his master standing alone against all odds, and saw his fellow apprentice's resolute back...

These people became stars, and once again formed the appearance of other people.

The ghost cultivator who had completely turned into ghost energy, Chi Yan whose equipment and weapons were all broken, Qu Hongxiao whose clothes were covered in blood, Jun Moyao who was holding on almost exclusively by willpower, and Mu Feng who spat out a mouthful of blood and couldn't get up...

"Afraid! I'm afraid!"

Mingjia roared, but he moved forward with the Langyue Sword, stabbing it hard into the chest of Demon Lord Yue, and then immediately stabbed it into his dantian!

"I don't want any more people to die!"

The Demon Lord roared more and more, shook more wildly, and struggled to his death!

But no one retreated! No one left the position he was holding!

"There shouldn't be any Demon Lord in this world!" Mingjia's sword shot up from Demon Lord Yue's dantian and directly cut through Demon Lord's body!

"Do not--"

The more the Demon Lord roared at the top of his lungs, his body had no support and he fell heavily to the ground!

"Monks! I will never forgive you!"

The last bit of demonic energy burst out from Demon Lord Yue's body, shocking everyone away!

A wisp of soul separated from his body, mixed with the evil spirit, and prepared to escape!

"He...the Demon Lord is trying to escape!" Qu Hongxiao wanted to get up and kill the last wisp of the Demon Lord's soul, but because she was badly injured, she couldn't even swing the nine-section whip.

Mingjia tried to stand up with the support of the Langyue Sword, but could only fall to the ground again!

They were all injured too badly! They couldn't stop the Demon Lord from escaping!

Could it be possible that the Demon Lord will escape again, recuperate for a hundred years, and then make a comeback?

Great despair swept through everyone's heart!

Sure enough, even if they tried their best, they still couldn't really kill the Demon Lord!

"what--"

A familiar scream, unwilling and shrill!

It’s the voice of Demon Lord Yue!

Could it be that……

Everyone tried to raise their heads and saw a strong figure running towards them quickly!

"Uncle Master!"

Tan Sheng held a dim glass lamp in his hand, "The Demon Lord has been collected by me into the Soul-Melting Lamp!"

"Senior Brother Tan?" Jun Moyao obviously didn't expect that Tan Sheng, who was captured by Demon Lord Yue, would appear here and take away the Demon Lord's soul like a surprise soldier sent from heaven.

It turned out that when Qu Hongxiao and Chi Yan were destroying the demon killer, they accidentally rescued Tan Sheng from the killer's stronghold.

Later, they met Mingjia and Mufeng. When Chiyan and Mufeng were talking, Qu Hongxiao told Mingjia about this.

It is best to keep something in reserve, so Mingjia told Qu Hongxiao not to make the matter public and let Tan Sheng act secretly.

The Tan family is good at nurturing, but they are not only good at nurturing.

As the saying goes, a doctor with excellent medical skills is also a high-level killer who kills people without shedding blood.

It is said that the Soul-Melting Lamp, the Tan family's ancestral treasure, can dissolve the soul of even an immortal.

Thinking that the Demon Lord had been resurrected with a wisp of soul more than a hundred years ago, Mingjia had to be on guard.

As it turned out, her precautionary measure was successful.

After this great battle, everyone was exhausted from escaping death. Although they were helped up one by one by Tan Sheng, none of them wanted to move.

The one who was most seriously injured among them was the ghost cultivator.

The ghost cultivator's body was almost translucent, and he still floated in the air stubbornly. "The Demon Lord has been eliminated, and no strong people will appear in the Demon Realm in the short term. After all, this is not the world of cultivation. There is a teleportation array in my bedroom. You should go back as soon as possible."

"What about you?" Jun Moyao looked at him. She could already tell that this ghost cultivator was not going to leave with them. "Also, what's your name?"

As if on purpose, the ghost cultivator kept looking into the distance, refusing to look at Jun Moyao, "Me? Of course I will stay in the Demon Realm as the Demon Lord... I will not be accepted as a ghost cultivator in the cultivation world. In the Demon Realm, I am the Lord who has the final say!"

Mingjia looked at Tan Sheng, as if asking him something.

Tan Sheng had a serious expression and shook his head heavily.

Mingjia sighed, "Anyway, let's work together. Tell us your name."

Yes, from the first moment he saw Jun Moyao, the ghost cultivator confessed his identity to her and decided to conspire to kill the Demon Lord.

But Jun Moyao didn't dare to believe it easily. Later, Mingjia came to the royal city, and they planned in secret. Even the ghost cultivator handed over the Linglong Lock that could restrain him to them.

Therefore, all their previous behaviors and actions that they displayed in public were fake, as they were all caused by the Demon Lord Yue who had been monitoring them without their knowledge.

"My name is all from the past. Just calling me Ghost Cultivator is enough." Ghost Cultivator obviously didn't want to discuss this topic in depth. He immediately continued, "Okay, follow me to the teleportation array. You can recover faster when you return to the cultivation world."

After saying that, he took the lead and floated away.

Everyone also knew that returning to the world of cultivation as soon as possible was the important thing, so they supported each other.

Mingjia and Qu Hongxiao fell behind.

"What? Are you still angry?" Mingjia asked in a low voice.

Qu Hongxiao suddenly looked up and stared at Mingjia with red eyes.

"Do you really think you have no heart?"

Faced with Qu Hongxiao's questioning, Mingjia was speechless for a moment.

"I know that he is now a transcendent being and can break the Heavenly Dao restriction. But have you ever thought that if you do this, he might never..."

"I know."

Mingjia was unusually calm, so calm that it made Qu Hongxiao angry and heartbroken.

"For the sake of all people in this world, everyone can sacrifice. Your and my master can, our brothers and sisters can, and even you and I can!"

"The people of the world? The people of the world!" Qu Hongxiao looked at Mingjia's expressionless face and even felt strange and scary. "You are not like this..."

"You are resentful of the past..."

"Shut up!" Mingjia shouted in a warning tone, "You don't want to live anymore? Do you think the Heavenly Dao oath is a joke?"

Qu Hongxiao remained silent, but tears flowed from her eyes. She bit her lips tightly to prevent herself from crying out loud.

Seeing this, Mingjia sighed softly.

"Okay, I'm fine..." She patted the back of Qu Hongxiao's hand soothingly, but didn't expect that Qu Hongxiao grabbed her hand and held it tightly.

Mingjia wanted to shake her off, but Qu Hongxiao's hands were terribly cold, which showed how panicked and frightened she was.

Thinking of the cute and soft little crybaby in her childhood, Mingjia couldn't bear to shake off her hand and could only let her hold it.

He just whispered: "It won't happen again..."

The bedroom is not far away, just a cup of tea's walk away.

However, the sounds of fighting outside the palace became clearer and clearer, and it was unclear whether Demon Lord Yue's subordinates were preparing to break into the palace.

"Go into the wing room and throw the magic crystal in the drawer into the formation behind the portrait, and you can leave the demon world."