Master, he is too difficult

Under Zhuxian Terrace, Lin Qingran and Nong Bailing stopped and looked up.

The last time Lin Qingran came, it was at night, and he had no magic powers. He only felt that Zhuxian Terrace stood majestically, and the long moon shadow shrouded the mountains, which made people awe-inspiring.

At this time, it is noon in the daytime, the heat is steaming, and everything is shrunk into a small shadow by the sun.

Zhuxian Terrace is no exception. It seems to stand alone, and the platform on the top of the mountain is even more abrupt and neat, like a fairy whose head has been cut off, standing upright in the myriad ravines.

"Qingran, this Zhuxian Terrace is just the punishment place of our Wanhe Valley, how can we stop Mo Linyuan?" Nong Bailing's face was still pale, and in her mind, those sects that had been slaughtered by the devil had already been automatically played. .

All of them are blood flowing for thousands of miles like the flames in the center of the earth, spirit corpses running around like ghosts in the daytime, dead trees and vines are lifeless, and black energy is raging and reappearing in the living demon world.

Lin Qingran tried to make her tone sound calmer: "Zhuxian Terrace is not only Zhuxian Terrace, but also a magic whip. The ancient sages of Wanhe Valley are not only here to be tortured, but also to practice in seclusion. If we say that the whole In Wanhe Valley, the only place that has any hope of stopping the devil is Zhuxian Terrace."

In the original book, after the demon emperor Mo Linyuan suffered a loss at Zhuxian Terrace, he had an ambiguous relationship with his loyal dog Gong and healed his wounds to increase his relationship.

Although in the end he still fought against Qu Qianfeng on the Zhuxian Terrace and destroyed the Wanhe Valley, but that was only a few million words later, after he obtained his natal magic weapon to drink blood.

At this moment, Mo Linyuan is not strong enough to be able to fight.

Lin Qingran stepped on Breaking Dawn and flew up to Zhuxian Terrace.

There were already many disciples with low cultivation levels waiting there on Zhuxian Terrace. When they saw Lin Qingran approaching, they all gathered around and said, "Master Uncle, Master Uncle!"

According to seniority, Lin Qingran was their uncle and Nong Bailing was their uncle.

But no one is counting on Farm Lark.

After all, Nong Bailing is a craftsman, and he has many deficiencies in fighting. The elders at Zhuxiantai all went to Ghost Face City with Qu Qianfeng, and the only one who can fight is Lin Qingran.

"Don't panic!" Lin Qingran said, "Xianxian Terrace is protected by the God Whip, and ordinary demons can't come up at all. You just need to rely on the God Whip to kill the demons."

"What about Mo Linyuan, the devil?" Nong Bailing couldn't help asking.

Lin Qingran slowly pulled out Lixiao from his body: "Since my apprentice came to the door, as a master, I have to clean up the door."

Unsheathed at dawn, listening to the roar, shaking the whole valley, for a long time.

In this long-lasting sound, the devil has entered the valley.

Nong Bailing draws out a Yuanguang mirror, which floats in mid-air.

In the Yuanguang mirror, the situation of other land boundaries in the valley is shown.

As soon as the demons entered the valley, as they went to other places, the flames went first.

In just an instant, everywhere in Wanhe Valley, except for the remoteness of Qinglian Peak, which the devil ignored, the rest of the place was already a sea of ​​flames, and the flames were transpiring.

Those disciples saw the place where they practiced martial arts in the past collapsed under the flames, they couldn't help standing up, and wanted to rush down to Zhuxiantai.

Lin Qingran stopped them and said, "Don't act rashly. The devil just wants to use this method to find the hidden monks, kill them and refine them into spirit corpses. Don't be fooled!"

Sure enough, at dusk, one by one, the demons recited the curse of expelling corpses in the scorched earth of Wanhe Valley, trying to drive out the corpses of monks for their own use.

But after chasing them away for a while, they couldn't find a single corpse, so they couldn't help showing some disappointment.

Seeing them whispering, Lin Qingran said to Nong Bailing, "Look at what they said!"

Nong Bailing transported his spiritual power to the Yuanguang mirror, and heard the intermittent voices of those demon men.

The content of the discussion is quite embarrassing.

"There are no monks in Wanhe Valley...why come here?"

"I heard that the Demon Queen is here, so I came here to snatch the marriage."

"Hush, you don't want to live anymore, dare to discuss it in private?"

"..."

Everyone couldn't help turning their heads to look at Lin Qingran, and the scene was awkward for a while.

Lin Qingran didn't change his face: "The devil's words are just to disturb our minds, don't pay attention!"

As soon as Lin Qingran finished speaking, he saw Cui Qingming's figure appearing in the Yuanguang mirror.

Now that the sun was setting and the Jade Rabbit was hanging high, Cui Qingming no longer needed to wear a veil, and he could see in the Yuanguang mirror that his expression was gradually dignified.

He himself launched the magic search, and after a while, he frowned slightly: "There isn't a single one...not very good."

Immediately, Cui Qingming turned around.

The devil beside him also turned around with him, making way for him.

On the scorched earth, a slender and handsome figure stepped on the ruins and slowly appeared.

Lin Qingran could see clearly that the demon emperor had grown a lot taller than when the two broke up last time.

Not only that, but the expression on his face became even more silent.

His entire face was shrouded in shadow, only the cinnabar flame imprint on his forehead glowed faintly, making him even darker and quieter.

"My lord!" All the devils knelt down together.

Mo Linyuan ignored these demons, but turned his head slightly and smiled in the direction of Yuan Guangjing.

When he's not smiling, everything dies.

When he laughed, the nightingale cried blood and all the ghosts howled.

His thin lips hidden in the shadows were slightly parted, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes showed a trace of coldness: "Master, we will meet later."

Nong Bailing was startled, and immediately took Yuan Guangjing away.

Mo Linyuan could detect that she was using the Yuanguang Mirror, which meant that Mo Linyuan's current cultivation level was higher than hers.

At least, one realm higher!

Nong Bailing is now in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, a level higher than her, that is - Transformation God!

"Don't be afraid!" Lin Qingran knew the division of realms of demon cultivators, which was different from monks.Even if Mo Linyuan has the body of an ancient demon now, he can only run rampant in the demon world. If he wants to show his true strength here, unless the place is full of corpses and spirit corpses.

"As long as we don't die, Mo Linyuan's will not be able to absorb the demon energy and corpse energy, let alone drive the army of spirit corpses." Lin Qingran said, "We only need to guard for three days and nights, and the head will definitely come back!"

Lin Qingran asked everyone to set up a demon-eliminating array inside Zhuxiantai, and stood on the top of Zhuxiantai with his sword.

Sure enough, as he expected, at the beginning, it was just some demons who wanted to attack by force.

As the demonic energy eroded, the eight divine whips of Zhuxiantai slowly hung down, and white aura condensed on each divine whip, and they moved towards those demons.

The eight whips danced, covering the entire Zhuxian Terrace, including the foot of the mountain.

When encountering a demon, the demon will be captured by the divine light and turn into fly ash;

Some demons have a higher level of cultivation and can avoid the magic whip, so some monks hide behind the magic whip, and from time to time flying swords will come out and stab the demon to death.

The night is silent and silent, and the moon is as bright as a silver mirror.

Under the moonlight, a fight began.

At this moment, if someone stands on the horizon and looks at it, they will see that Zhuxian Terrace is like a Youtan Paradise that blooms at night, with white, almost transparent flower branches flying around in the night, as if dancing against the wind.

Those demons, like countless aphids, came in black like a tide, but in the end they fell one after another, leaving only the bones.

The low-level monks in Wanhe Valley always remember Lin Qingran's repeated instructions "Don't die!"

So as long as they felt a little unsatisfactory or injured, they would return to Zhuxiantai, and Nong Bailing would heal and treat them.

Time passed by little by little, and the moon was in the middle of the sky, and the devil still had nothing to do with Zhuxiantai.

At this moment, a lazy voice sounded again: "Everyone back down."

All the demons stopped at this moment and stepped aside one after another.

Come like a tide, go like a tide.

In an instant, there was only one demon figure left near Zhuxian Terrace.

Mo Linyuan's voice was still so lazy, as if he had just woken up from a spring sleep, with a hint of hoarseness: "Master... I didn't expect you to know the secret of my ability to run rampant in the cultivation world. It seems that this disciple really underestimated you in the past .”

His voice was very soft, as light as the wind blowing in the night, or whispering in a lover's ear.

But this voice, as gentle as a lover's raving, clearly reached the ears of every monk on Zhuxian Terrace.

Everyone looked at Lin Qingran.

Lin Qingran sighed inwardly: I'm ashamed, every time you, Mo Linyuan, come out to do things, it's always demons and spirit corpses mixed together, so everyone thinks that spirit corpses are just extras.If I hadn't read the original book and knew that among your demon army, spirit corpses are the secret that really run rampant in the realm of comprehension, I would definitely be cannon fodder this time!

Although Lin Qingran knew the use of Mo Linyuan's spirit corpse in the past, no one else asked him, and he would not take the initiative to tell.

After all, deciphering the spirit corpse is Dong Shangxie's proud work. Lin Qingran is a cannon fodder and will not steal the limelight from the protagonist Gong.

At this moment, he had no choice but to use the undead method secretly to avoid the edge of the demon.

But now that he was called by Mo Linyuan, Lin Qingran knew he couldn't avoid it, so he stepped on the magic whip and stood on the whip.Hit the magic whip and send it out slowly, reaching outside Zhuxian Terrace.

Lin Qingran stood under the moon, and said loudly: "Is the devil coming here all right?"

Mo Linyuan rose into the air, leaped into the air, and was level with Lin Qingran.

Lin Qingran raised her head slightly and looked at Mo Linyuan.

He had thought a lot about what he would say and do if he saw Mo Linyuan again.

But at this moment when they really met, they couldn't say a word.

Previously, Lin Qingran didn't see Mo Linyuan very clearly from the Yuanguang mirror, but now the other party is less than a hundred meters away in front of him, Lin Qingran can see clearly: Mo Linyuan has lost weight.

I saw that his eyes were quiet, and there was no emotion in him. Although his voice was gentle, there was actually no sadness or joy in it.

The two looked at each other for a moment, Mo Linyuan had a lazy smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't care about everything.

His voice became indifferent again: "Master, you can't stop me."

Lin Qingran said: "There's no other way, I'll just live here, and if I can't stop it, I'll stop it. Actually, there's nothing good here. To you, it's just tasteless. How about... why don't you go somewhere else?"

To be honest, Lin Qingran was really unwilling to fight the Demon Emperor.

It is certain that he cannot beat the opponent, and more importantly, as a cannon fodder, he really does not want to participate in the main plot of Mo Linyuan's killing of gods and Buddhas.

Cultivating quietly is what a cannon fodder should do!

But when Mo Linyuan heard this, he just smiled slightly: "Is that so? If Master is afraid, you can ask for an apprentice."

After the words fell, he came towards Lin Qingran like a bolt of lightning.

He didn't intend to make Lin Qingran really beg for mercy.

Lin Qingran could only meet the enemy.

Lin Qingran has lived in the valley all these years, not just raising spiritual pets and peeling lotus seeds every day.

He doesn't plan to participate in the main storyline, he just wants to practice.

Therefore, as a sword fairy, he never stopped practicing for a day, without any slack.

At this moment when Jian Mo Linyuan attacked, Lin Qingran's body turned slightly, and his whole body had already turned back to the Zhuxian Terrace. Eight divine whips spread out beside him, like a blooming night eucalyptus, and Lin Qingran It is like the stamen, shaking slightly in the night wind.

Mo Linyuan came from the sky, and let out an extremely lazy laugh: "Unexpectedly, Master has improved a lot in the past few years!"

As he spoke, he attacked eight times from eight different directions like lightning.

But every time, he was blocked by the ever-changing magic whip.

This battle of skills started on Zhuxian Terrace.

In Mo Linyuan's hand, a scarlet aura spread out, like a manjusawa flower in full bloom in the demon world, and he sternly shouted "go", and thousands of flowers and leaves shot out from his hand, and it was raining blood all over the sky.

This move turned out to be Wanhe Valley's introductory move - Wanhe Pine Wind Sword!

But the difference is that when it is used in Mo Linyuan's hands, its power is multiplied several times.

The rain of blood filled the sky with devilish energy, covering the entire Zhuxian Terrace.

The disciples on Zhuxian Terrace unfolded the demon-eliminating formation side by side, and white lights formed an upside-down spiritual formation in bowls. All the demonic blood injected into the formation was blown away and turned into golden fireworks, like blood rain falling. On the ground, golden water flowers bloomed one by one.

For a moment, the sky was filled with rain of blood, forming golden flowers, shining brilliantly.

After the power of this wave of Wanhe Songfeng Sword passed, all the disciples changed their formation again, and sacrificed their flying swords together, forming a huge sword in the air, shuttled with the God Whip, and slashed towards Mo Linyuan.

The corners of Mo Linyuan's mouth curled slightly, and he said contemptuously, "Small tricks!"

Black air wrapped around his body, enveloping him in strands, and stretching continuously.

After a while, the black air dissipated, and a huge black dragon appeared in the sky above Zhuxian Terrace.

The dragon's scales are hard and smooth, and its sharp claws glisten coldly under the moonlight.

As soon as he grabbed it, the huge flying sword was turned into a pile of rotten iron by him.

He opened his mouth again, and the karmic flames of the demon world spewed out from his mouth, covering the entire Zhuxian Terrace.

All the monks were transpired by the flames, and they couldn't resist at all, and the demon-killing array immediately scattered and disorganized.

If you don't take action now, if you are a little later, you will have no chance!

Lin Qingran flew through the sky with his sword, walked through the flames, and headed towards Mo Linyuan.

The huge dragon claws grabbed Lin Qingran in mid-air, blowing up gusts of flames.

Lin Qingran walked left and right, avoiding those raging flames, and reached the giant dragon in an instant. All his spiritual power was poured into the Daybreak Sword, and he shouted: "Destroy the devil!"

The transparent Dawnbreaker Sword glowed with bursts of spiritual light, and went straight to the most vulnerable part of the dragon's body - the eyeball.

Mo Long turned his face slightly to avoid it.

But Lin Qingran's move was just a false move to deceive people's ears. The Daybreak Sword flew out, and the Sword Spirit Truth Listening Beast appeared behind Molong, opened its mouth and sucked it in, and all the flames and karma were swallowed by it.

The demon-eliminating array was rearranged, and the eight whips took advantage of this opportunity to wrap around Molong's limbs and long tail.

Lin Qingran held the Breaking Dawn Sword that flew back into his palm, jumped up, jumped onto the forehead of the demon dragon, stabbed Breaking Dawn out in his hand, and stabbed Mo Long again.

But suddenly, he saw Mo Long's black eyes staring at him in a daze, like jewels under the moon, it was unbearably beautiful.

Lin Qingran's thought was only for a moment, and Mo Long avoided it again at Lixiao, and inserted it directly into his forehead.

A strand of blood oozed from his forehead.

Molong roared angrily, and slapped Lin Qingran with his claws. Lin Qingran couldn't resist, and was hit by it, falling straight from mid-air.

Lin Qingran landed on Zhuxian Terrace, and vomited a mouthful of blood.

He wiped the corner of his mouth with his hand, and raised his head.

Seeing Mo Long in the sky, he was concentrating in mid-air, watching him.

In Mo Long's huge pupils, his figure was clearly reflected - his face was pale, and his clothes were stained with blood.

"Leave me alone!" Lin Qingran said to Nong Bailing who was coming towards him, "Quickly stabilize the demon-eliminating array, in case he takes the opportunity..."

Just in case Mo Linyuan took advantage of the victory to pursue and enter Zhuxiantai.

But to everyone's surprise, Mo Long didn't pounce straight down and continued to fight, he just hovered in mid-air, and the huge dragon head didn't show any joy or anger.

After a while, a ray of sunlight broke through the darkness and shot out from the sky.

Here comes the sun!

Mo Long turned his head, glanced at the sun, then lowered his head, and glanced at Zhuxiantai.

In the end, he took a deep look at Lin Qingran who was meditating and healing on Zhuxian Terrace, flicked his tail, and left.

Everyone in Zhuxiantai breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone survived the catastrophe: "It's okay, it's okay...the sun is out, and the demons dare not continue to attack..."

"Is the Demon Emperor also afraid of the sun?"

"Probably... Maybe, be afraid, otherwise why did it stop suddenly?"

"My lord! Are you seriously injured?" Cui Qingming saw Mo Linyuan getting off the Zhuxian Terrace, and immediately took a step forward, asking with concern.

Sudden stop in the middle of the battle was something Mo Linyuan had never done before.In the past, let alone minor injuries such as being stabbed on the forehead, even if his limbs were broken, Mo Linyuan would not take half a step back.

Mo Linyuan remained silent, and said after a while: "Consciousness Sea was stabbed... I have to catch a few monks and absorb their spiritual power to repair it."

Cui Qingming said: "There are no monks nearby, only spiritual pets can recharge."

Mo Linyuan was startled, and looked in the direction Cui Qingming pointed.

In the scorched earth, only Qinglian Peak was safe and sound.

A group of fluffy spiritual pets ran out from Qinglian Peak and ran towards him.

With a whoosh, the snow fox rushed into his arms, and rubbed its head against Mo Linyuan's arm vigorously.

Mo Linyuan seemed to be frightened, he threw away these spiritual pets and took a few steps back.

But soon, the rest of the spiritual pets also rushed over, jumping into his arms one by one, like relatives who had not met again.