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Under the thick cloudy sky, the fierce sword shadow flying across the sky was brighter than lightning, and everyone and monsters avoided it.

In the space magic circle, the ignited black flames were spreading out of thin air, engulfing most of the battlefield in a blink of an eye. The disciples of the three sects couldn't dodge in time. Unfortunately, they all fell down after being touched by it.

Qing Shiyu lowered his eyes to glance at the battlefield below, he lost the gloomy anger that was suppressed by Qingyan before, and instead smiled calmly: "Su Qunyun was able to hold on to the Soul Devouring Cauldron to accumulate demonic energy with just a touch of soul. Spend my time searching for the last inscription."

Qing Yan frowned imperceptibly, and then realized that Qing Shiyu probably already knew about Su Qunyun's actions in the space magic circle, and he didn't expose it. One reason was to keep Su Qunyun to restrain the three sects and win more for the Soul Devouring Cauldron The second reason is to wait for Su Qunyun to activate the buried magic circle, ignite the black flame, and then use it for him.

Sure enough, Qing Shiyu manipulated the demonic energy of the entire battlefield and poured it into the black flames. The fiercely burning black flames rose up in vain, and the fireworks darkened and surged violently.

If this continues, the black flame that can ignite everything will not only burn everyone, but also burn the space magic circle.When the magic circle collapsed and everyone sacrificed, no one could trap the mountain spirit anymore.

When Xia Qi returned to the battlefield, he saw that the strange black flames could be ignited out of thin air. They flew quickly and covered the two trolls with a layer of fireworks that they couldn't get close to.

The wilderness was filled with the ominous atmosphere of the forbidden curse, and the spiritual flow was slightly stagnant between breaths.The disciples avoided the black flame one after another, and even used magic tools and magic circles to block it, but it had little effect. Once it got on it, it burned all over the body, infecting the spirit platform, and fell instantly.

He realized more deeply that the black flame that accelerated the destruction of Lingying Mountain a hundred years ago was terrifying, strange and frightening.

He hastily glanced at the afterimage of the fight on the sky, and couldn't help but ask the mustard: "Bai Lan, what is this black flame..."

A quick response came from the other side, and the voice was always calm and quiet: "The black flame is Xu Shen's fusion and refinement of many forbidden spells, turning them into a flowing and easy-to-transmit posture. It looks like a flame, so it is called black flame. If the forbidden spell is Contaminated with demonic aura or demonic energy, it will be like a raging wind and flames, adding power and power, and burning more and more vigorously."

Xia Qi's face was serious when he heard the words, Shen Xinghai's battle a hundred years ago left behind a chaotic atmosphere, no wonder the black flame can still burn on the surface of the sea to this day.

The black flame is like a life-threatening talisman that cannot be extinguished. Now it can only destroy the spirit-devouring cauldron as soon as possible to reduce the consumption of spiritual energy, and then think of other methods.

Wen Yu used the jade card to send a message before resting for a few minutes. Su Qunyun informed her that she had been sent out of Shifang Pavilion and was rushing back.And Fu Wan led his disciples to contain the two trolls, unable to come back to help... He didn't delay any longer, and immediately rushed to the vulnerable place of the magic weapon, but suddenly heard Qing Yan say in a deep voice: "Ah Qi, wait a moment, the magic weapon It cannot be destroyed for the time being."

He stopped abruptly, subconsciously looked towards the sky, and was taken aback for a moment.

Qing Shiyu saw the black flames messing up the battlefield, burning the inscriptions of the people and the space magic circle, and burning out more intense demonic energy, which was added to the spirit-devouring cauldron, and he finally felt satisfied that everything was under control.

Thinking about it in a daze, thousands of years ago, He actually didn't like fighting.

The god sleeps for a hundred years. Once when he woke up, he looked down at the sleeping spirit island, and found that the spirit island had bred some small spirit beasts, bouncing around, free and easy, and a little cute.

After waking up again, the spirit beast took human form, built a small house, and lived leisurely.

He poked the small house curiously, and the house just built collapsed in an instant, and a few little demon spirits ran back and screamed, as if they were angry with the strong wind, and he couldn't help laughing.

In the blink of an eye, the number of spirit beasts on Lingdao began to multiply, and the number of houses gradually increased.

A hundred years later, when He woke up, the houses on Lingdao were row upon row, demon spirits were everywhere, and the world was full of fireworks.

He hadn't seen such a scene before, so he couldn't help but pretend to be a child with a bun, mixing with the demon spirit.

Tasted the sweet candy, met many exquisite and cute gadgets, met many friends, and fell in love with the bustle of the world.

However, there are too many demon spirits, and there are also many disputes. The demon spirits worship power by nature, and they are all warlike. There is no king to control them, and there is no comfort in arguing all day long.

Then He manifested his spirit, and all the demon spirits knelt down to pray for blessings in fear and reverence, and looked forward to the ceremony of selecting the Ten Thousand Demon King.

He worriedly searched for the demon spirits in Lingying Mountain and Shen Xinghai area, picked out the demon spirits with the highest cultivation level among all ethnic groups, and had good morals one by one, and made them participate in the harsh competition.

The black dragon who lived deep in Shen Xinghai stood out among all the monsters. Although he was reluctant to be caught out of the deep sea, but he was asked to protect the demon spirits of the entire island, the black dragon agreed, and he has since become the king of all monsters.

He was afraid that the black dragon would give up one day and return to the deep sea, so he searched for a rare red night pearl from the deepest part of Shen Xinghai, and gave it to the black dragon with a justifiable reason.

Black Dragon Claw Claw hugged the red bead and seemed to like it very much, so he was relieved happily.

After accepting the gift, don't you have to work hard?

The black dragon is also extraordinary. For more than 200 years, it has pushed Lingying Mountain to the extreme prosperity and prosperity, and it seems to have the appearance of its own country.

And everyone admired and loved the king very much.

He saw the development of this island very interesting, and he didn't want to sleep anymore, watching the live creatures chattering all over the island all day long.

Sometimes he floats above the spirit island to observe the sesame-sized demon spirits, sometimes he mixes with the crowd, lives with them, and fights with the king of all demons.

Those were his happiest days.

Later, he discovered that there were other creatures outside Lingying Mountain. He was very curious, but he didn't understand why the black dragon didn't let them enter Lingying Mountain to play together.

However, He has lived for a thousand years, and any prosperity is only a moment in His eyes, so He is too lazy to interfere with the rise and fall of all things.

Finally, one day, the creatures from outside were coming to Spirit Island, and brought something that was not on the island. He was so happy that he turned into a child and went to greet him together...

Unexpectedly... I have never been in contact with the sinister heart, and I fell down for the first time, and because of my own fault, thousands of demon spirits in Lingying Mountain lost their lives.

Blood stained Shen Xinghai red, all the demon spirits that had been bred under his care for several generations lost their vitality, and even the black dragon died...

He wanted to save them, but was restrained by the forbidden curse. After waking up again, he stared blankly at Lingying Mountain, where there was no one left in his arms...

He flew into a rage!

A mere mortal... How dare a mere mortal do this!

He doesn't understand the entanglement of forces outside Lingying Mountain, but the destruction of Lingying Mountain started from trusting outsiders!Outside of Lingying Mountain, there is not a single innocent person!

These ants... He wants them all to die!

The demons transformed from the souls of the demon spirits, and the demon pills stripped by the remaining demon spirits of Yunzhang can be used by him.

Anyway, the lifespan of these chattering creatures is short, hundreds of years at most, and it doesn't matter if they disappeared a few years ago.

In his heart, Lingying Mountain and these little things are just playthings that he has played for a long time. No matter how much he likes them, if he misses them for a while and destroys them, he will rebuild them. There is no reason to pity playthings.

When all the damned people disappeared, he would find another place to rebuild Lingying Mountain. At that time, there would be new creatures and some new Myriad Demon Kings.

He is very excited about this plan.

But...the black dragon is not dead?Since he is not dead, he can turn the black dragon into a monster, so he has the power to overturn mountains, rivers, lakes and seas!

Why is the black dragon so angry at his actions?What is wrong with revenge!

Why not listen to him?Why stop him!

Qing Shiyu's heart was filled with boundless anger, and the anger even stained his eyes. He stared at the person confronting him gloomyly, and thought bitterly in his heart: Obtrusive...everything in front of him is obtrusive!As long as the cloud is destroyed once, and He sleeps again, the land will give birth to new life.Naturally, there will still be demon spirits and ten thousand demon kings. If the current king disobeys him, then the next one will just find an obedient one!

Angrily, he blocked Kai Zaichuan's blow with all his might, and stopped moving forward, his robe flying in the strong wind.

He flicked his sleeves, raised his hand that was not holding a sword, and the devilish energy burned by the black flames in the battlefield surged endlessly in an instant, and all of them penetrated into the large formation connected with him, and then all returned to his body, sinking the black devilish energy into the body. Put on a simple and elegant moon white robe.

The oncoming sword light was so fast that there was no warning, and the whistling sound passed by his ears. If he hadn't already turned into a phantom, the sword's edge slashed from nothingness, and it would be difficult to dodge.

Realizing that he was slightly invincible, he laughed back angrily: "Shu Lang, now the spirit-devouring cauldron is also covering the black flame, if the cauldron is broken, the black flame will spread to the whole Nanfeng. If the cauldron is not broken, the inside will Everyone has to die."

He didn't hear Qing Yan's answer, and he felt joy in his chest, "Shu Lang, you have always planned well, how do you choose?"

Qing Shiyu didn't wait for the answer after asking, his figure was fused with billowing devilish energy, as if he had completed a strange ceremony, and the strong devilish energy enveloping him suddenly exploded, like ink spraying into the wilderness.

Immediately afterwards, there was a deafening roar of a beast, and the splashing demonic energy gradually gathered in the sky to form a huge and ferocious black lion. Its thick body was like a giant mountain, and its sharp teeth and sharp claws seemed to be able to tear everything apart!

Xia Qi saw that the battlefield was almost filled with three trolls, and Qing Shiyu's phantom monsters were full of thicker magic energy and possessed the cultivation level of phantom creatures, making it even more difficult to deal with, the overwhelming phantoms were bound to engulf The clear and bright sword light.

He also heard Qing Shiyu's words just now, and understood the reason why Qingyan stopped him. Now Qingyan must be in a dilemma, so he hurriedly said to Qingyan, "Bai Lan, just now Su Qunyun said some strange things, Maybe it's not gibberish."

At the same time, he used the jade card to summon Wen Yuxie, asking Su Ling about taking Su Qunyun to Nanfeng.

He also used the Shadow Ring to ask Fu Wan about the specific time when Bian Qiuguang went to Nanfeng to grab the sword and brought it back to Zhou Lin. After thinking about it, he sent the same letter to Zhou Lin who was far away in Xiaoshan to be sure.

Jiezi thought about it for a while, and then replied: "Since a hundred years ago, Master has been in seclusion often, and his injuries have not improved. The spirit began to dissipate more and more, and it began in the year 160 of the Yunli calendar. In that year, Master went to Nanfeng to quell the evil. , the injury worsened, and he retreated for 20 years after returning.”

Xia Qi frowned slightly, without any clue, first there was a reply letter from Fu Wan in the Shadow Ring——

"It was 20 years ago, in the 180th year of the cloud calendar. At that time, Lao Bian went to Nanfeng to find Zhou Lin, sneaked into the Shifang Pavilion, and brought back the sword of Yuelao Pavilion Master. After returning to Xiaoshan, he was recuperating due to injuries. It’s been a long time, and until now, the old disease often recurs...why do you suddenly ask this?”

These are the information Xia Qi already knew, and he couldn't see anything, and Zhou Lin's reply followed: "I was not yet five years old at the time, and my memory is vague, but I vaguely remember that he rescued me, settled me down, and then disappeared. It took more than ten days before he took me to leave Nanfeng."

After hearing this, he couldn't help being taken aback. The Shifang Pavilion's resident is indeed very large, but even if it sneaks in to steal the sword, it doesn't take ten days. According to Bian Qiuguang's method, ten days may be able to move half of the treasure house of the Shifang Pavilion...

Where did Bian Qiuguang go in the past ten days?

He suddenly came up with an idea, could it be that... going to pick up Zhou Lin and stealing the sword were not Bian Qiuguang's real intention to go to Nanfeng back then?

In the next breath, the news of Wen Yuxie also reached Yupai. Although it was a little later, it brought an amazing secret——

"Master took Ayun to Nanfeng. It was the 170th year of the Yun calendar. Ayun disappeared. Master was injured looking for him, and he lived in seclusion when he came back. However, I don't know if there is any connection... After Shifang Pavilion destroyed Lingying Mountain, Zeng gave Yu Changyao had a wealth of spiritual materials, and this batch of spiritual materials was used up in 170 years. Although it was a clear account, I always felt a little weird."

Xia Qi thought silently when he heard the words, he was very puzzled, if the heads really did something, why didn't they tell the next head?

Jiezi suddenly sent a concise instruction from Qingyan: "Check the accounts."

Only then did he come to his senses, and hurriedly used the shadow ring to read the Xiaoshan Chronicle, browsing the accounts of the year when Bian Qiuguang went to Nanfeng, and found that a large amount of spiritual materials were wasted to ward off evil.

He couldn't think of anything on his own, and after sorting out the information, he passed the jade card to the two heads.

Immediately afterwards, the jade card that the masters communicated with received a reply from Qingyan——

"In the same year that Master went to Nanfeng, Cang Li also consumed a huge amount of spiritual materials."

Xia Qi frowned deeply. In the past 50 years, demons have been raging, and various schools have spent spiritual materials. No matter how large the amount is, it is not surprising that there is a clear destination.

But when they went to Nanfeng together, they consumed a lot of spiritual materials, and their injuries worsened when they came back...it's really strange.

He was full of doubts, and directly communicated with Qingyan with mustard seeds: "How could it be ten years apart when the previous generation went to Nanfeng? Is it a coincidence..."

It's a pity that now Yiheng closed the mountain for retreat, Yun Jing couldn't reach it, Su Ling was seriously injured and comatose, and Bian Qiuguang's life was hanging on the verge of life and death——

It cannot be verified immediately.