crossing magic

Ninety-nine thousand miles to the south of Yuji Mountain is the Wuye Palace of the Dragon King Yancang. There used to be green mountains and green daffodils, and countless elves were bred here.But now, Wuye Mountain has turned into scorched earth for thousands of miles. Except for the more resplendent Wuye Palace, there is no greenery or living things in sight, and the fairy energy is gone, like a barren land.

As the connection between the demon world and the fairy world, Wuye Mountain has finally officially become a holy place for demons.From the moment he fell into the demonic way from Dragon Slaying Terrace, Dragon Lord Yancang was kicked out of the immortal class, the Demon Lord descended into the world, and demons from all directions came to congratulate him.

To eliminate demons and defend Taoism, the Heavenly Court has encircled and suppressed Wuye Mountain more than once.

A battle between immortals and demons is taking place in the sky in the distance. Yan Cang is sitting on a high platform, dressed in red, and the magic seal between his eyebrows emits a dazzling red light from time to time.

His eyes were full of coldness, his long hair was windless, and he watched countless immortals or demons fall from the sky indifferently.His gaze pierced through the crowd, staring closely at the direction of Yuji Mountain.

At this moment, the sky suddenly tore open, a big hand stretched out from the crack, and with a light slap, all the demon disciples flew out screaming.

"See the Emperor of Heaven!" All the immortals bowed together, even if this hand is only a phantom and not a real entity, under the majesty of the Emperor of Heaven, all living beings will submit to him, except for the Demon Lord and his subordinates.

"Mozun, it's the Emperor of Heaven!" Jun Rumo's naturally charming eyes were full of murderous intent. The prestige of the Emperor of Heaven in the Three Realms seemed insignificant to him, but he was eager to try.

Not only Jun Rumo, but also the eyes of the four demon kings standing below Yan Cang were full of demonic energy. It seemed that they wanted to drag the Heavenly Emperor out of the crack.

Yan Cang was still indifferent, he didn't come!

Won't come, can't come, or...won't come?

"Yan Cang, are you guilty?" The voice of the Heavenly Emperor suddenly sounded, not out of anger, but as usual, long and high, resounding through the nine heavens.

With a dragon cry, a long dragon with reddish-brown flames all over its body rose into the sky. Everyone felt the red light surge in front of them, and their eyes were stinging. circle and back off.

"What's wrong with me?" Yan Cang transformed into a human form, and the bright red gauze clothes flew in all directions under the leakage of demonic energy. Intimidated by the evil spirit, they all clenched the magic weapon in their hands.

"As the Dragon Lord who is in charge of punishing the sins of all living beings in the three realms, you have colluded with demons, persecuted fellow immortals, disrupted the order of the human world, and even voluntarily fell into the devil's way on the Dragon Slaying Stage, causing disasters for the common people. Are you still innocent?"

"Disaster for the common people? Hahaha!" Yan Cang looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, his black hair and red clothes rustled. Suddenly, the laughter stopped, and Yan Cang's eyes pierced through the crack, directly facing the body of the Heavenly Emperor in the Heavenly Palace. Shen Sheng said: "I can withdraw from the three realms and go to the land of the abyss nine days away, but I have one condition."

"Say!"

"I want Qinglan!"

His voice condensed all the strength in his body, as if he could bear it to the extreme and finally couldn't bear it anymore. The emotion that had been deposited for thousands of years was about to burst out, but he was cruelly restrained again, and he could only say in a low voice—— - He hasn't come yet.

He was condemned to heaven and fell into the devil's way, but he didn't want to be a fearless guardian anymore, and he didn't want to look at that person for hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of years.Is it enough to play chess and paint, raise a cup and push a cup, and a cold "Dragon King" wakes up the room full of spring dreams?

Far from enough!

When the clouds rise and rise endlessly, the ebb and flow of the tide is empty.

Disaster?If you can move that person's cold and desireless eyes, what's the harm in causing trouble for the common people?

He, Yan Cang, voluntarily became a demon on the dragon-slaying stage, and attracted the three realms to gather together to crusade, even if he was imprisoned in the land of the underworld, it was just to say those four words to the emperor of heaven and all beings in the three realms—I want Qinglan !

"Demon Venerable..." Jun Rumo was shocked, the land of the underworld?Is Mozun really so ruthless for the sake of True Monarch Jade Muscle?

"Presumptuous!" The Heavenly Emperor was furious, and everyone felt a strong and invisible pressure rushing in. It was the irresistible majesty of the Heavenly Emperor. Under this coercion, all the immortals couldn't help but knelt down to show awe.

Yan Cang reiterated: "I want Qing Lan!" A fire dragon spewed out from his mouth, roaring towards the Heavenly Emperor.

"I can't keep you!" The big hand in the crack turned upside down, with the palm facing down, and pressed towards Yan Cang. Before the fire dragon touched the palm of the Emperor of Heaven, it burst open with a bang, and blood overflowed from the corner of Yan Cang's mouth.

As the palms gradually pressed down, everyone in the demon world felt that the magic power in their bodies was rapidly expanding, scurrying wildly among the limbs and bones. Although all the demons were trying their best to resist, they were invincible in the face of the unmatched oppression from the emperor of heaven. Different from hitting a stone with an egg, everyone in the demon world, including Jun Rumo, is clearly aware of a fact-they have underestimated the Emperor of Heaven, the God who rules over all living beings.

"Demon Lord!"

"Demon Lord!"

The eyes of Jun Rumo, Huansha, Jiuming and other demon kings were about to burst, and some demons exploded to death because they couldn't bear the pressure.That is a kind of destruction, complete destruction, more terrifying than no bones left. Under the pressure of the Emperor of Heaven, all resistance is more vulnerable than a gnat may shake a tree. If you are stubborn, you will only lose your soul and disappear and this confusion.

Countless demons began to give up resistance, only Jun Rumo and the four major demon kings with a group of confidants were still desperate.

"Mozun!" Jun Rumo's eyes were bloodshot, and he vomited a mouthful of blood: "He won't come, True Lord Yuji won't come, you go!"

"Shut up, get out!" Yan Cang's eyes widened, he knew that this move would bring about his own destruction, but what about death?

——As long as I can see Qinglan again, only once, even if all the people are slaughtered, even if they are wiped out...

"Don't get lost, I, Jun Rumo, will follow you to the death!" As soon as the words fell, a strong wind suddenly hit, flying sand and rocks, Jun Rumo and a group of demons who were still fighting to the death were pushed thousands of miles away by Yan Cang.

The blood on Yan Cang's face faded, and he was the only one left to resist the Heavenly Emperor in Wuye Mountain. The magic seal between his eyebrows shot out golden light. As the palm approached, the golden light of the magic seal dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The magic power is also passing away rapidly, as long as the palm of the Emperor of Heaven is pressed down, he will be wiped out.

***

In the enchantment of Yuji Mountain, two white figures were wrestling with each other at such a speed that the fairy boy on the mountain couldn't recognize which one was his true king in the blink of an eye.

Qing Lan shoved Song Heng away with her decision, and said coldly, "That's enough, you can't stop me."

"If you go, you are disobeying the decree of the Emperor of Heaven. If you help him, you are making an enemy of the Emperor of Heaven. Qinglan, do you want to go to Zhuxiantai to suffer the pain of thunder and whipping, and finally get rid of the bones and fall into reincarnation?"

Qinglan's eyes fell on the distance, where the sky was distorted, and the turbulent fairy arts and magic power seemed to crush the sky. Under the unchanging situation, the magic power was chaotic and scattered, and the emperor of heaven took action, and no one could beat it.

Song Heng grabbed Qinglan's wrist with such strength that Qinglan had to look away.

"I know that you and Yan Cang have been friends for thousands of years, but Qinglan, don't forget, he is now a sinner in the Three Realms, and he is no longer Yan Cang, the master of the Wuye Palace. He is doomed to fall, so why do you offend the Emperor of Heaven for nothing?" Song Heng took out the sky-peeping mirror, pointed to the mirror and said, "Look for yourself, tens of thousands of souls in Wuye Mountain were burned in the sea of ​​fire, and the lost immortal friends are countless Countless, the fire of karma fell in the lower realm, and hundreds of towns in the mortal world were turned into scorched earth, all of which came from the hands of Yan Cang."

Looking into the sky mirror, the innocent mortal people who suffered from natural disasters were covered in fire. They cried and despaired, and even the earth burned, and there was nowhere to hide. Soon, the fire of karma burned everything, leaving only Burnt black.

Qinglan frowned slightly, and said with disdain: "Why is he like this? You know me, I know heaven and earth."

"You still don't believe it." Song Heng smiled miserably: "The fact that he has fallen into the devil's way is in front of you, but you still don't believe it."

"If there is no persecution, there will be no resistance. Lord Long didn't want to become a demon, but you forced him to become a demon." Qing Lan looked at Song Heng with calm eyes: "You are afraid of him, the emperor of heaven is afraid of him, and everyone is afraid of him , you fear in your hearts, and in your hearts, he has already become a demon."

"We forced him to become a demon?" Song Heng waved his sleeve, and the picture in the sky mirror changed immediately: "See for yourself, who made him become a demon."

The background of the picture in the mirror is Yuji Mountain. I don't know when Yan Cang became a frequent visitor to Yuji Mountain. After calculation, it may have been thousands of years.

Qinglan has a habit of taking a nap under the pine trees in the back mountain in the afternoon, and Yan Cang, dressed in red, comes slowly from afar.

Yan Cang was impatient, he acted swiftly and swiftly, and often the sound would arrive before people even reached Yuji Mountain.This was the first time that Qing Lan saw Yan Cang behave so cautiously, as if the grass under his feet would wake up the sleeping person, even the usual sloppy and evil eyes became gentle.

He finally walked up to Qing Lan step by step, stretched out his hand, and his fingertips seemed to fall on Qing Lan's face.

Qing Lan's eyes narrowed slightly outside the Sky Peeping Mirror, Yan Cang's behavior exceeded his expectations, this is definitely not the behavior that should be done between immortal friends.He and Yan Cang have known each other for thousands of years, and their friendship is well known in the fairy world.However, Yan Cang's eyes in the mirror made him...

At this moment, Qing Lan saw Yan Cang bent down, lowered his lips, and kissed his lips.

Qing Lan's heart was shocked, he never knew that Yan Cang would treat him like this, no, this was just the beginning.He clearly saw Yan Cang's tongue sticking into his mouth, pulling his belt with his big hand, the snow-white fairy clothes slipping off his shoulders, Yan Cang's lips all the way down his neck...