The Way of Tongzheng Follow-up to the Petition Order

On the night of the blood moon in the spirit race, the demonic energy was raging in the sky above the Lingmo Mountain, and the monster Mochizuki screamed, as if anxiously waiting for something.The demon soldiers were trapped by the formation and could not easily enter and leave the well of the demon, but they also gathered to look at the sky, as if they were waiting for the moment when the yang energy between the heaven and the earth was exhausted.

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangze stood side by side on Xuefeng's back, their red hair bands and white foreheads were tangled in the wind, and under the cover of their loose robes, they clasped their fingers together, looking at the sky hanging high in unison. With the moon shining, Wei Wuxian said, "Lan Zhan, are you afraid?"

"You are here, don't be afraid!"

"Lan Zhan, you said that today is the night of the blood moon, but the moonlight is extraordinarily bright, why do you say?"

"When the moon is full, it loses. When the moon is full and bright, it is also the time when abnormalities are most likely to occur." The two seemed to be chatting casually, and their spiritual power was ready to be released.

Suddenly the wind was blowing, and the lonely stars in the night sky seemed to tremble in fear. The blurry black clouds covered a large area of ​​the sky in an instant, and the original bright full moon seemed to be struggling and shaking, being eaten away and divided piece by piece.

The monsters prowling in Lingmo Mountain were roaring excitedly, jumping desperately as if they were about to rush to the sky and shouted happily.The devilish energy seemed to condense into substance, clamoring and cheering one by one, preparing for the new life of the devil.

When the last part of the full moon turned into a dark red blood shadow, the sky and the earth were instantly dark, and the sky and the earth became quiet for an instant. The two stood side by side, unable to see each other's faces, but could only hear each other's heartbeat.

After a brief moment of silence, a cold and tyrannical laugh seemed to emanate from the ground, filled between the heaven and the earth, swayed heavily in one of the mountains, and caused a series of echoes, shaking the mountains suddenly, and shaking the sky and the earth.

The sound of the piano swayed between the sky and the earth at the same time as the sound of the flute, breaking away the heavy black magic fog, the blue, red spiritual power, and resentment were tangled and fused between the sky and the earth, tearing away the dark red blood curtain covering the full moon, a trace of Little by little, one after another, although it is difficult but persevering, a ray of light emerges from the dark red blood curtain, bringing a glimmer of hope to this dark world.

The demon soldiers and the heavenly soldiers have already fought together, the hiss of weapons, the roar of monsters, and the screams of soldiers can be heard endlessly.The monks with higher cultivation bases in the mortal world also joined the battle between immortals and demons.

Jiang Cheng waved the purple lightning towards the dark shadow, and with the sound of the purple lightning, the surrounding demon soldiers disappeared.The purple long whip protected Yun Ling in a white light shirt, and the white ribbon fluttered, and one after another phantoms were strangled.Jiang Cheng's gaze never left the white figure, and time and time again he split the phantoms that surrounded her.

Ze Wujun's Shuoyue emits a bright blue sword light, and behind him is Jin Guangyao, who is full of hatred. Wujun's magic soldier and general.

The sound of the qin and flute became higher and higher, and a swan with wings spread and a soaring dragon appeared in the air. The dragon was surrounded by red flames in the center of the earth, and the swan was surrounded by wind and thunder.The two transformed into a huge magic circle, faintly devouring everything.

The thick black shadows between the sky and the earth suddenly gathered towards the well of gods and demons, a huge magic sword appeared from the well of gods and demons, stretching between the sky and the earth, a huge black shadow transformed into a human form and rushed out of the well of gods and demons , but was trapped by the large array prepared around.

All the demons cheered in unison, "The demon respect is born!"

"Welcome to the Demon Lord!"

Seeing that the Demon Lord was blocked by the formation, the two continued to play the piano and the flute. The power of spiritual resentment tore apart the blood curtain covering the full moon one by one, and the blood moon had revealed a bright corner. , Half of the bright moonlight has been revealed.

Lan Wang and Wei Wuxian looked at each other, transformed into □□ and continued to play the piano and flute, while they themselves held the dust-proof, casual, two swords together, the blue and red spiritual powers complement each other, relying on each other, carrying a huge divine power Fight with the magic sword.

Mozun looked up at the blood moon in the sky, half of it was bright moonlight and half was full of blood mist, he had already lost his best time.Looking at the two people fighting side by side in front of him, he sneered and said, "We meet again, Emperor Underworld and Lord Hanguang, but it's a pity that you two are fighting for the sake of all living beings. If you win, you will be feared by the gods and feared by the emperor of heaven. What happened to Wei WuXian, if he lost and disappeared, why bother?"

"I used to be a god, regaining the four fierce beasts, and made great achievements for the Celestial Clan, but I was abandoned by the God Clan and fell into the devil's way!"

"We used to be gods, but we sacrificed everyone in the mortal world. We are not fighting for ourselves, so why care about the result?" Wei Wuxian sneered and stared at Demon Lord, who was once the most powerful God of War in the heavens. Forever.

"Talk too much, move!"

The two swords merged, emitting the most dazzling sword light.

The twin swords turned into dozens of sword shadows and stabbed at the Demon Lord heavily.The Demon Lord holds a black magic sword, and the magic sword inspires many phantoms, and each phantom turns into a powerful magic weapon, either devouring souls or killing lives invisible.

Double swords and heavy sword shadows wrap the flames in the center of the earth and turn them into a dazzling wall of fire. There is a faint sound of wind and thunder in the wall of fire, blocking all the magical weapons transformed by the phantom shadows, or melting them on the spot, or knocking them down to the ground. The flames devour souls and destroy bones. While avoiding the shadow of the sword, the Demon Lord has to constantly avoid the attack of the flames in the center of the earth.On the opposite side, there are two Wangxians, one of them has a magnificent sword spirit, like a dragon swimming through, vigorous and brave, and wind and thunder shuttle through it.One person's sword moves lightly, as light as a swallow, as suddenly as lightning, accompanied by flames from the center of the earth, and the two cooperate with each other, impeccable, even as strong as a demon can only be exhausted and unable to break.

Seeing that the Demon Lord was at a disadvantage, he suddenly roared, and the demon soldiers all around seemed to be drained of their magic energy and disappeared in ashes, while the magic power continued to gather towards the Demon Lord, and the world was immediately covered by ghostly shadows again.

"Oops, the Demon Lord is going to fight to the death!" Wei Wuxian exclaimed, "Lan Zhan, wait for me in the mortal world!"

"Wei Ying, don't do it!" Suddenly aware of what Wei Wuxian wanted to do, he quickly reached out to grab it, but Wei Wuxian avoided Lan Wang's stick out and pushed him aside.Gathering the spiritual power of the whole body, the crimson flame spurts out, breaking through the many ghosts, dyeing the world red, the ghosts and the flames of the earth's core are stirring between the sky and the earth, and they are evenly matched.Lan Wang wanted to rush in, but was blocked by the powerful spirit of resentment entangled between heaven and earth.