Ten days passed by in a flash.

There has been no news since Qingshuiren and Taoist Xianyun entered the beast realm. The sound of horns is still heard from various places in the Deadpool Forest. The army of ferocious beasts may launch a final general attack at any time.

Under such a tense situation, another bad news came from the Western Region. The army of the Demon Sect has arrived at the foot of Maya Mountain. Taoist Xianyun is no longer able to recover.

Qin Yue stood proudly at the foot of the sacred mountain in the Western Regions. He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, with a smile on his lips.

"Beyond the clouds, peaks beyond the peaks, there is Taoism on the top of the sacred mountain. What a majestic Maya Mountain!"

The Ghost Saint smiled and said: "It is said that this mountain was transformed by the arm of the ancient demon god. I don't know whether it is true or not."

"Assuming it is true, one arm can turn into a mountain, a hand can turn into clouds, and a hand can turn into rain! Such a powerful innate creature has also been submerged in the long stream of history." Qin Yue smiled faintly, "Heavenly demons and mythical beasts

The world under domination has long passed. Only humans can turn things around today."

As Qin Yue spoke, he walked slowly towards the mountain. As he strolled leisurely, he left a series of afterimages behind him. The ghost doctor and Qin Yue walked side by side.

The remaining three holy envoys each led a large army and pressed forward step by step towards the top of the Maya Mountain. The first cloud layer actually turned into black clouds as the army approached.

Qin Yue crossed the snow mountain layer in a moment. The restricted layer of Maya Mountain lay in front of him. He turned his head and looked at a dilapidated cabin under the stone steps in the distance.

The wooden house had obviously not been inhabited for a long time. Several small birds flew out in panic from under the eaves, screaming for their lives. The cobwebs on the windows trembled in the wind, making it look increasingly desolate.

The ghost doctor's eyes also followed Qin Yue's gaze.

Qin Yue said to himself: "If he is really the savior, I am willing to help him."

The ghost doctor did not expect Qin Yue to suddenly say such a sentence. After a pause, the ghost doctor said: "The fate of the person who has been resurrected has escaped from the way of heaven. He is the person chosen by the immortal. This

No one in the world knows the way of heaven better than that old immortal."

"I'm really looking forward to the day when that kid is qualified to challenge me. Hahaha... I'm afraid he will never have that strength."

Qin Yue laughed a few times and took another step forward. At this moment, countless stone steps formed long snakes and rolled towards Qin Yue's body.

This defensive formation was previously destroyed by the Demon Sect during the Battle of Dingding. It has not been completely restored now. An incomplete formation cannot trap the great demon Qin Yue at all.

In just a moment, countless stone steps turned into ashes under Qin Yue's demon-suppressing sword.

The Ghost Saint looked at the red-clothed figure high in the sky, unable to conceal the joy in his eyes.

The vampire ancestor smiled and said: "Brother, do you think of the leader again?"

"Yes! But Yue'er's achievements will definitely surpass those of the leader. He will be an unprecedented leader in our Heavenly Demon Sect."

After Qin and Yue broke the formation, the army of the Demon Sect easily boarded the Maya Palace. The Maya Palace was deserted and deserted. No one faced the enemy.

"It seems that the monks of Wuji Sect have set up a large formation on the top of Blue Rock Peak, waiting for a decisive battle with us."

Qin Yue said: "There is no permanent thing on the Blue Rock Peak. I didn't catch up with the battle on the top. This time I must take a good look at what this sacred mountain holy land looks like."

After Qin Yue finished speaking, he stood up and flew towards the second cloud layer alone. The ghost doctor was still with Qin Yue. After the two broke through the cloud layer, Qin Yue said: "Uncle, let me go up by myself. I will get back my book."

What belongs to us."

Ghost Saint nodded slightly. After Qin Yue left, he turned to the direction of Xingkui Peak and walked slowly away.

"Red flying green peaks with dancing stars, calm dusk and clouds falling in the moon-holding pavilion." Ghost Saint also recited a small poem in a low voice. His feet had already stepped into the moon-holding pavilion. He stood with his hands behind his back and looked down.

Thousands of miles of cloud sea, lost in despair.

He knew that Jingxin must have stood here alone countless times. If time could flow backwards, he could travel back hundreds of years and enjoy this wonderful scene with Jingxin here.

After a long time, the Ghost Saint slowly walked towards the residence of Master Jingxin.

His eyes greedily scanned every scene around him, as if he wanted to engrave the most common plants and trees in his mind.

He walked along the path that Jingxin walked on, sat on the bed where Jingxin lay on, and finally walked into Jingxin's garden. A water mirror hibiscus flower in full bloom swayed gently in the breeze.

With just one glance, the Ghost Saint's eyes couldn't live without the big beaded flower.

It should be hundreds of years old...

A daredevil monk sneaked into Wuji Sect with a bouquet of flowers. He tried his best to avoid the detection of several peak masters before setting foot on Xingkui Peak. Then he finally met the woman who worried about her.

He risked his life just to deliver the bouquet of flowers to her.

This is the romance taught by the Aotian Demon Lord Qin Rui to the Ghost Saint. Sure enough, this kind of romance is unforgettable!

Hundreds of years later, Ghost Saint still clearly remembers Jingxin's expression at that time, as well as every word she said that night.

Her tears and hugs can make a great cultivator recall hundreds of years. Everything seems to have happened yesterday.

Ghost Saint stretched out his fingers and touched the petals of the water mirror hibiscus flower. The petals closed slightly, as if they wanted to wrap his fingers in them.

At this moment, Ghost Saint truly felt a touch of tenderness that spanned an era. One era, one thousand one hundred and eleven years...

As expected, all the monks of Wuji Sect gathered in the Great Five Elements Formation on the top of Blue Rock Peak.

Qin Yue fell alone outside the formation. His red robe swayed in the wind.

Qin Yue's pair of red phoenix eyes scanned the people in the formation, but he could not find a monk among them that he could like.

"You are Qin Yue!" Xiao Yu shouted in the formation.

Qin Yue didn't answer. He still overestimated Wuji Sect's current strength. The current Maya Mountain is simply an empty shell. There is no peak master here.

It is not difficult to speculate that the war in Southern Xinjiang has reached its final moment. The Wuji Sect is betting that the Heavenly Demon Sect will not take the opportunity to launch an attack. After all, the Wuji Sect is fighting to the death for tens of millions of lives in Southern Xinjiang. A sneak attack by the Heavenly Demon Sect at this time will make the Wuji Sect uneasy.

Everyone in the world despises you and will be in disgrace for eternity!

"shameless!"

"You, the Demon Sect, provoked a war between immortals and demons thousands of years ago. Now you have made the same mistake again. You will be punished."

"Devil, you regard human life as nothing! Even if we die today, we will drag you down to support you."

The shouts and curses came like a flood. The disciples of the Wuji Sect seemed to be drowning Qin Yue alive with their saliva.

Qin Yue moved slightly on his toes. A dazzling colorful divine light erupted from his body.

This scene made everyone in the formation forget to curse. For a great monk in his thirties, this visual impact was enough to make people's brains freeze for a moment.

Xiao Yu also burst out with the cultivation of a great monk. He walked out of the formation and walked towards Qin Yue step by step. He is the next master of Broken String Peak trained by Wuji Taoist Master. In front of the devil, he must not lose the power of Wuji Sect.

Decent.

It's just that the closer Xiao Yu gets to Qin Yue, the more cold sweat breaks out on his back.

He could clearly sense that Qin Yue's cultivation was in the early stage of becoming a god. But the clear premonition of crisis made him realize that there was a huge gap between himself and the person in front of him.

In Xiao Yu's eyes, the demon Qin Yue is pressing in front of him like a mountain. He is unfathomable and invulnerable!

Qin Yue waited quietly for Xiao Yu to come forward. There was no expression on his face, he just looked down at this talented disciple of Wuji Sect who had been famous for a long time.
Chapter completed!