Ye Qing accepted the inheritance of the divine weapon, and there were layers of rays of light in the sky, as if a phantom of a saint swayed and appeared. This vision alarmed the immortal Daozhou, “Oh my god, what’s going on, that place is Nanchuanzhou!”
   “With such a vision from heaven, did the Son of Salvation really appear?”
   Many big figures were amazed.
   Ye Qing slowly opened his eyes, he was still in the Xinghai Palace at the end of the world, he didn’t know the truth about the world, only a widowed old man told him: eat well and live well. As long as Ye Qing lives well, the world will not be destroyed.
   Ye Qing: “?”
   I don’t really understand, but why does the whole world want him to live.
   When he was about to leave, the huge illusion gradually faded before his eyes, and he felt as if he had become stronger in the dark.
   The battle between black and white has not yet come to an end, and on the other side Qin Xun is holding the artifact, and he also knows who the big devil Pei Xuan’s Ni Lin is from the mouth of the sword spirit, so he decides to secretly plan a thrilling event. Only when there is a melee between immortals and demons, can he fish in troubled waters, turn the tide and stand out!
   He is an extremely evil soul, mastering all kinds of schemes.
   But the only thing he didn’t expect was that the candidate that Sword Spirit spit out was completely beyond his expectation.
   Hearing that name at first, his proud expression gradually solidified on his face, and his whole body was like being struck by lightning. His first reaction was that he didn’t even want to deny it: “It’s ridiculous, how could it be him? That five-year-old with extremely poor qualifications Spirit root boy…!”
   When the cub was three years old, when Yunzhou City first saw him, he frowned.
   He made a judgment at the first glance. This cub didn’t have much talent for cultivating immortals, and he always looked down upon it in his impression.
   This is even more so when he grows up. He has never changed his view of Ye Qing. Never paid attention to Ye Qing.
   A person he has never set eyes on…
   How could it be him!
   Qin Xun’s eyes were about to split, and while shaking his head crazily, saying it was impossible, his body began to tremble unconsciously. Many details flashed through his mind like a horse watching flowers: Ye Qing’s three-and-a-half-year-old fairy fate meeting, countless novel gadgets, Jie Wulei went to the lower secret realm to let blood, and Qin Xun vividly remembered every scene passing by.
   Also a disciple of Gui Yuanzong, Ye Qing was lively and weak, jumping around beside him without defense. Not to mention a foundation-building stage, maybe just a disciple in the qi-training stage in the sect can beat that five-spirit root to the ground.
   But who would have thought that such a weak young man who seems to have no chance to be strong has the most powerful protective umbrella in the world!
   This is simply ridiculous!
   Qin Xun suddenly didn’t dare to recall every performance he had made from Yunzhou City to Guiyuanzong. He was afraid that he would collapse. All his performances for so many days and nights would only form two words – arrogant .
   It turned out that he could kill Ye Qing countless times…
   But because of his arrogance, he never put Ye Qing in his eyes. His eyes have been fixed on countless figures of the proud son of heaven, but Ye Qing is not there.
   So he missed every excellent killing opportunity.
   Every time he was in the same frame with him, Ye Qing stood not far away, with a fair and weak profile, and his strength was not strong. Ye Qing also has a habit of brushing his long hair up, revealing a slender and white neck from a distance, looking like a lamb that is easy to attack.
   Qin Xun was fine if he didn’t recall it, but whenever he recalled it, his heart ached and he almost vomited blood.
   Because he realized that Ye Qing really hadn’t defended himself. If he was really a killer, then Ye Qing’s performance would have been so close to washing his neck clean that he would kill him immediately, but he was always in the dark.
   He is so upset!
   The overwhelming remorse swept over like a tidal wave, and Qin Xun wanted to gnash his teeth.
   After pondering for a long time, Qin Xun suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were hot, and his red pupils were like a demon. He firmly denied that he was not cautious enough. He was very good at shirking responsibility and venting anger. He believed that all of this was the injustice of heaven! He thought it was the boy with Wulinggen who was playing tricks!
   It’s so unfair, being weak is simply a person’s best protective color, so he has never been vigilant.
   That scheming boy with Wulinggen really lied to the Immortal Dao State!
   If Ye Qing was here and heard these inner activities, he would definitely think that he was so innocent.
   After learning that Ye Qing is the son of Pei Xuan.
   He quickly changed his strategy, and he chose to tell the world.
   Ye Qing didn’t know how long he had stayed in Xinghai. When he walked out of the secret realm, he found that the entire sky of Xianmen Daozhou was in chaos.
   “???” The child was dumbfounded.
   How should he describe everything that happened before his eyes.
   The scene that happened in front of him was comparable to epic scenes such as strong winds, volcanic eruptions, and meteorites hitting the earth. These words may be exaggerated, but they are enough to show how confused Ye Qing is. A ray of white light gradually faded, and the place he walked out was Gui Yuanzong’s usual quiet and spacious square.
   This is not what surprised him the most.
   What surprised Ye Qing the most was that the Guiyuanzong Square was very noisy and crowded, and the mountains and plains were full of fairy monks in fluttering white clothes. What is the opposite color of white? ——Naturally, it is pure to extreme, strong and willful black.
   That’s right, in Ye Qing’s eyes, the other side that firmly attracts his eyeballs is full of chaotic blackness. If the sun is compared to a golden arrow, the blackness extending from the end of the sky is as thick as liquid, and even the golden arrow cannot shoot it.
   Ye Qing raised his eyes and found that he couldn’t even see the horizon.
   As far as the eye can see, there are thirty million ancient monsters. They dragged their wings, and their bodies were filled with black air, completely covering the sky. It was completely a sign of a storm. They were arrogant and shouted the same sentence: “Return my young master!”
   The leader was Yan Chili, a young man dressed in purple, who had already returned to his demonic attire, leading millions of demon soldiers.
   Guixiu’s face is handsome and exquisite, his brows are still smiling, but that smile is full of coldness and murder, “Where did Gui Yuanzong clear the customs? Xuanling Secret Realm is a scam. You tricked him into it. Now his whereabouts I don’t know, it must be some trick you Gui Yuanzong used, hand him over quickly!”
   Yan Chili couldn’t describe the feeling of losing his cub, he was so worried day and night, his eyes were red like that of a ghost.
   This kind of slander is pure fiction!
   Elder Cheng was furious, he pulled out a sword and swung it, the cold light of the sword that erupted swept across mountains and seas, it could hurt a few monsters, but it couldn’t reach Yan Chili’s robe.
   Mahayana period! This ghost is actually a Mahayana period!
   Elder Cheng realized that something was wrong, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.
   There are only a handful of monks in the Mahayana period in the world, and Elder Cheng guessed it by randomly entering his identity. It is probably the ghost prince Yan Chili who ruled the endless sea and climbed out of the devil’s lair in the abyss building in the sea. It is said that this ghost was born with evil bones and a very evil heart. Generally, there are only two endings, either death, or life is worse than death.
   In fact it is.
   In the original destiny, Yan Chili acted recklessly and was destined to cause chaos in the world. With Ye Qing here, Xianmen will enjoy peace forever.
   But once Ye Qing died tragically, the ghost couldn’t bear the blow, and turned his head to attack the fairy gate all night, killing thousands of monks of the fairy gate, leaving the sea of blood and bones piled up under his feet. The fierce ghosts in the Mahayana period, like a wildfire out of control, raged around the desolate world, turning the Three Realms upside down.
   When Ye Qing was reading the book, what impressed him the most was a plot: the Ghost Prince crushed the bones of a monk in a leisurely manner, dragging a few immortal monks to go to hell even to death.
   Typically bad, terribly evil.
   Seeing the old man in front of him, he guessed his identity at once.
   Yan Chili didn’t move his brows, he let out a casual “yes” and said in an impatient tone, “I’ll give you one last chance to hand over Ye Qing and not kill him. I’ll count to three, one…three…”
   As the sound fell to the ground, an invisible coercion was released, and the disciples of Xianmen felt the pressure one after another, and blood gushed from their throats.
   How can someone skip two and call three directly, can they count!
   Yan Chili knew that he was born with bad seeds and had no heart. If there is, it is also on the cub, if Ye Qing is gone, he will send everyone to hell!
   Otherwise, he couldn’t even imagine how lonely Ye Qing would be underground!
   Driven by some kind of telepathy, Ye Qing could almost guess Yan Chili’s thoughts when he saw Yan Chili’s eyebrows move.
   Ahhhhhhh no! Brother, you are already a long-lived person, can you not be so impulsive in doing things!
   When Ye Qing saw it, he wanted to rush out to stop it.
   But he immediately saw another boy holding a sword, Ye Qing subconsciously held his breath.
   The young man stood under the skylight, his eyebrows were sharp, his angular profile was extremely handsome, three points colder than the snow, and he exuded a sense of oppression all over his body.
   Yu Jinghan stood there like a sharp sword out of its sheath. He was about to reach his third birthday, and he was still young in the cultivation world, showing his sharpness without any words. The natural sword bone is so amazing and beautiful, maybe the child is missing, Yu Jinghan no longer hides it, the arm holding the sword is covered with a lot of demonic aura, revealing his half-devil blood physique, a look of indifference to the extreme Also very brutal.
   Ye Qing froze suddenly, the child had long been used to Yu Jinghan’s warm look. Seeing this scene, Ye Qing shuddered.
   Oh My God!
   Brother is so fierce!
   “Where is Qingqing?” Yu Jing asked coldly.
   Whenever he dreams back at midnight, Yu Jinghan can always clearly recall that day when Yunzhou City was pouring rain, he was being smashed to pieces by the impact of the devil energy, and the child squatted under an umbrella to block the rainwater for him, using his immature little The voice asked him why he was kneeling. Regardless of the objection of the remnant soul, he carried the scarred him back, and gave him another home after his mother.
   The harder the memory was, the more Yu Jinghan didn’t want to think about the fact that he turned around and found out that no one was there. Demonic anger gradually grew in his heart, and he couldn’t restrain himself anymore, appearing like a demon but not a demon.
   Why bother to be a disciple of Xianmen.
   Qingqing couldn’t see it anyway.
   “I can only tell you that the Xuanling Secret Realm is not a scam, and I don’t know where Ye Qing is either!”
   Elder Cheng replied angrily.
   Fortunately, Yan Chili said that Yu Jinghan was also on the side of the demon sect, which made Elder Cheng most distressed. After all, Yu Jinghan was the apprentice he had been thinking about all along, but Yu Jinghan turned out to be a demon! Elder Cheng’s heart was broken into pieces.
   The successive denials are more like the fairy sect’s sophistry.
   Yu Jinghan’s heart trembled, “Did you really harm him!” He looked up in the sky, his eyes were full of hostility, and he was about to degenerate into a demon, which made people shudder.
   The saber that hadn’t been replaced for more than ten years suddenly tightened, and he pointed it at the sect.
   Between Zongmen and Ye Qing, obviously, he chose the latter without hesitation.
   “!!!”
   Ye Qing’s eyes popped out of his sockets, his position is still in the fairy gate, and his identity has not been completely changed for a while. Ye Qing has a strong ability to empathize. Facing Yu Jinghan tearing his face and pointing at a sword, he felt like an innocent victim being questioned by Yu Jinghan’s sword hanging from his neck for more than ten years. As a disciple of the Immortal Sect, he felt sad and wanted to shed tears and sobbed.
   After being dizzy for a long time, Ye Qing realized, ah, no, it’s all because of him that my brother wanted to betray the sect!
   He didn’t even want to run Yu Jian to the sky quickly, wanting to say loudly, “Brother, I’m here!”
   The next moment all his shouting stopped abruptly.
   Because the scene that exhausted his imagination appeared again, a black shadow set off a huge shadow and passed over the child’s head. Ye Qing raised his head, and saw millions of mighty demon soldiers, escorting a black building boat that could hide the sky and cover the sun, cutting through the wind and waves, and the sky seemed to be torn open.
   “This, what is this thing!”
   Ye Qing sat on the sword and took a deep breath.
   In front of this spaceship, he realized that Yu Jian’s flying self was like a boat or a speck of dust, and a wind and wave could blow him away. And Xianmen Daozhou was also in turmoil, with all kinds of angry and excited exclamations one after another.
   “Pei Xuan is crazy, the ancient prophecy is indeed correct, he is indeed the Demon King of Destroying the World!”
   “God is going to kill me in the mainland of China!”
   “Pei Xuan is really deceiving people too much. He has a unicorn who is as precious as his love, but we don’t even know who that person is!”
   ah?
   Ye Qing’s hearing is excellent, and he caught the key words.
   Only then did he look into the distance, and found a man standing on the boat, seeing the other person’s appearance clearly, Ye Qing was shocked. Under the black clouds pressing down on the city, a man with black hair and blue clothes, with a stern face, his robes fluttering in the wind, his aura is like a god and demon descending into the world.
   Ahhhhh!
   It was his father Ye Xuan, not his father Pei Xuan.
   Seeing Pei Xuan, Immortal Gate instantly changed color by three points, his expression was full of fear, and the word “devil head” overflowed his lips. And the demon cultivators prostrated themselves on the ground respectfully. Pei Xuan stood on the bow of the boat, followed by millions of abyssal demons, as if as long as he said a word, thousands of demon soldiers and ghost generals would fight for him and fight for him.
   Stepping down the fairyland for him.
   As a bystander, Ye Qing was subconsciously short of breath, as expected of a villain, what a strong sense of oppression. It’s totally different from his daily life.
   The aura of the villain naturally has the lines of the villain.
   “Hand over my son, and spare your life.” Pei Xuan’s eyebrows were deep, and the hostility in his eyes was astonishingly thick.
   When the voice fell to the ground, the entire Guiyuanzong was as silent as a dead city. Everyone felt the undisguised murderous intent at this moment, with the feeling that their throats were strangled and their souls were locked.
   Unable to resist the power of the peak of Transcending Tribulation, all the monks were dripping with cold sweat, and one leg was weak and almost half-kneeled. They had no doubt that their meager cultivation was just a low-level ants in front of Pei Xuan. As long as the other party has a thought, they will be out of their wits.
   Ye Qing also felt it, and couldn’t help feeling flustered: “…”
   Dad, I’m here!
   In fact, Ye Qing read the Book of World Traditions and knew that he would be closely related to the loss of life in Kyushu in the future, so he was still a little timid about his true identity.
   He didn’t know how to face Pei Xuan.
   Been an immortal for so many years.
The identity of the little devil was still a bit too exciting for him. He thought about it seriously, and when he really met his father who concealed his identity, he would definitely stand with him, but what should he say in the first sentence, What should be the reaction, whether to hug silently or shed tears first.
   But he didn’t expect that these two options were neither, he just wanted to run over and shouted: “Dad, don’t do it! I’m still alive!”
   It’s too much, who is spreading the news that he is gone, captured by the fairy gate, and killed!
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