When Xu Qing left Shexian Lake, fluctuations were spreading in the war teleportation matrix located on the edge of Xi Moyu.
There are several teleportation arrays here, distributed among each other, each leading to different areas of the Wanggu Continent. It is the gateway to the Magic Feather Holy Land during the war.
Therefore, on weekdays, this place is heavily guarded by various forces in the West Moyu.
Right now, outside the Seventeenth Teleportation Formation, there are hundreds of monks from the Seventeenth Lord Mountain, waiting respectfully.
The leader is a boy wearing Taoist robes.
They said nothing, all staring at the seventeenth formation emitting waves in front of them.
The formation gradually roared, the transmitted aura was strong, and finally a bright light appeared. After covering the entire range of the formation, a tall figure gradually formed in the light.
Even though there was only an outline, the blood evil energy from this person dispersed first, making everyone waiting here tremble.
Vaguely, I seem to be able to smell the smell of blood.
Until a moment later, as the light on the formation gradually dissipated, the figure inside became clearer and clearer. Finally, when the light completely disappeared, what was revealed to everyone was a young man wearing black armor.
There were two shocking scars on his face, which looked like a cross, with flesh and blood turned out, which was extremely terrifying.
With such a scar, it should obviously be ugly, but it happened to form a unique feeling on this young man's face, adding a deep sense of solemnity to him.
In contrast to his swaying red hair, it seems to be the source of blood here.
As for the armor, there are a lot of traces of war left on it, which shows that this man has experienced countless battles.
The moment he appeared, outside the formation, everyone from the Seventeen Lord Mountains, led by the boy, immediately knelt down to him.
"I have met His Highness!"
This person is none other than the Seventeenth Lord of the Mountain and the Lord’s third disciple.
Although he is ranked third, this does not represent his strength, nor does it represent his potential. In fact, his reputation is astonishing not only in the Seventeenth Lord Mountain, but also in the entire West Magic Yu.
Even Dong Moyu Nei's name is illustrious.
Western Demon!
The reason for this is because his qualifications were once praised by Emperor Mo Yu.
When he was in the Guixu realm, he could fight against the Yun God in the lower realm. After he broke through and stepped into the Yun God, he gained authority. He was the second Yun God to gain authority in the history of Xi Moyu for thousands of years.
And its authority is both special and terrifying.
The Lord kills!
Now, with the cultivation of the Seven Realms of Yun Shen, he is superior to the Nine Realms of Yun Shen, and can even show a power close to domination when he explodes with all his strength.
On the battlefield of the human race, he made tremendous achievements with his strength and killing power. He was even ranked second to the Lord, along with the other three geniuses, on the kill list of the human race.
But he originally stayed on the battlefield until he received a secret message from his fellow disciples.
So, he chose to return.
At this moment, as the smell of blood spread and the sense of murder spread, Xi Mozi looked indifferent, stepped out of the formation, and stood in front of a group of kneeling people.
"Where is he now?"
Xi Mozi spoke calmly.
His arrival made most of those who knelt down tremble in their hearts. As fellow mountaineers, they knew very well that this man had an almost paranoid hobby for killing.
Cruelty is his nature.
It just so happens that he is a great talent that attracts attention in the entire Demon Feather Holy Land. He is recognized by the Demon Feather Emperor, and even has his master as his teacher. Such a figure, not to mention covering the sky with one hand, is quite different.
So the head is lower.
Even the boy in charge, as the emperor's follower, did not dare to be negligent in the slightest and respectfully informed him of what he knew.
"That Xuechenzi once went to Shexian Lake, left two hours later, and headed east. Now he stopped at Tiandong Mountain."
Xi Mozi nodded, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he walked out in one step, appeared in the sky, locked in a direction, waved his hand, and a large number of black clouds covered thousands of miles, rolled up his figure, and headed straight into the distance.
Wherever he passed, the sky and the earth roared, and he in the black clouds looked like a demon.
The reason for his return this time...is for Xue Chenzi.
After learning that Xue Chenzi challenged him inside his mountain gate, but no one could do anything to him, Xi Mozi planned to take off his head and place it where the opponent had sat cross-legged.
As for the killings of fellow tribesmen and the dispute between the East and the West, it doesn't matter to Xi Mozi.
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At the same time, when the Western Devil was galloping through the sky, heading straight for Tiandong Mountain, Xu Qing indeed chose this place to stop.
His work in Ximoyu has been completed.
The Empress has successfully met Emperor Demon Feather, so she does not need to continue the challenge here.
As for the Immortal Arts Hall team, Xu Qing also gained a lot.
In this way, what he needs to do now is to wait for the end of the meeting between the Empress and Emperor Moyu, and then leave West Moyu with the Empress.
"After returning to East Moyu, the opening of the retreat place for Emperor Mingyan is coming soon."
Xu Qing pondered, and along the way with the Empress, he was also thinking about the Empress's purpose.
The most obvious thing is about Emperor Mingyu.
But obviously, it must contain many details and secrets. Xu Qing lacks key information and cannot analyze too much at the moment.
However, he remembered one thing, that is, in the retreat of Emperor Mingyan, there was an opportunity to improve his cultivation on a large scale.
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"And Yuedong's previous plan..."
"In addition, I don't know what senior brother's gains are now. I think he should also have a lot of benefits from being in Dong Moyu's Immortal Magic Palace."
Xu Qing's mind was filled with thoughts, and then he put everything away, no longer thinking about this place, but focused on what he needed to study.
First, there is the wishing mask.
Xu Qing studied this mask many times during his free time, but he restrained himself every time and never made a wish. However, through research, he roughly judged something in his heart.
"The wish for this thing should be a kind of divine right!"
"And his high status is terrifying..."
"So you can use it as a trump card, if you don't make a wish unless it's absolutely necessary."
"As for the white dust, more has been formed during this period, but the amount is not enough..."
Xu Qing felt it and explored his divine power of destiny.
"The expansion of this divine power does not necessarily have to be used in a single way. In fact, there are many ways. Whether it is rolling it up with my own soul, or blessing magical powers, you can try it."
"As for its ability to shape destiny, there is backlash."
"The carved destiny replaces the original trajectory, so I have to bear the obstacles encountered during this period."
Xu Qing raised his right hand, and the carving knife transformed by the Divine Power of Destiny appeared in his palm. After staring at it for a long time, he put it away, then closed his eyes and felt his back.
There, there is a set of totem tattoos all over his back.
Extinguished red candle.
Sensing this totem, Xu Qing's face became a little gloomy.
The imprinting behavior of this object in the secret realm of Jieyuan is not under his control, and he is not even very clear about the specific reasons why it is like this.
Perhaps, it's the candle itself. After all, it has its own consciousness.
Or maybe it's caused by the special characteristics of my body.
But no matter what, Xu Qing didn't like this totem. In his opinion, this totem represented a hidden danger.
Although it had been extinguished, during this period of time, Xu Qing faintly felt that there was a breath of recovery taking shape in the red candle.
Thinking of the terrifying power contained in the flame of the red candle, a faint light flashed in Xu Qing's eyes.
"It is absolutely impossible to revive you in an uncontrollable state and rekindle the candle."
Xu Qing snorted coldly in his heart, and the power shone in his eyes, spreading to his back, covering the candle wick, and suddenly unfolded.
As the divine power was wiped out again and again, the breath of recovery gradually became weaker, but it did not disappear completely, so Xu Qing called Xiaoying.
"Swallow it!"
Xu Qing ordered.
Xiaoying was reluctant, but he didn't dare to refuse, so he rushed over and swallowed it in big mouths.
The special nature of Xiaoying makes this behavior have a good effect, and the aura of recovery is obviously weaker.
In this way, time passed and dusk arrived.
As the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the horizon, after multiple outbursts of erasing power, and with the cooperation with Xiaoying again and again, the resuscitative aura finally became almost undetectable.
"Although it's still there, it's under control."
After Xu Qing sensed it, he left a seal on it, and then he was about to study the Five Dog House Immortal Technique while waiting for the empress.
But at this moment, a feeling of palpitations suddenly rose in Xu Qing's mind.
His eyes froze, his body blurred for a moment, and he fell backwards.
At the same time, the sky roared like thunder, and the afterglow shattered.
Everywhere in all directions, there was an instant distortion.
A jet-black world-destroying spear broke through the sky, penetrated the void, and headed straight for Xu Qing from the sky.
The height of the gun is comparable to the sky and the earth, and the tip of the gun is as terrifying as a mountain peak.
Swirling with the power of destruction, carrying the power of overturning the sea, and with a destructive attitude, he arrived in front of Xu Qing in an instant.
At the critical moment, Xu Qing's speed exploded and she quickly avoided it.
This gun passed in front of him. Xu Qing's heart was shaken when he sensed it at such a close range. He felt a strong threat. This blow was infinitely close to the master.
While he was avoiding it, the gun roared and hit Tiandong Mountain directly.
One shot fell and the sky collapsed!
The mountain collapsed and fell into pieces.
The black spear penetrated directly and stabbed diagonally on the ground.
The huge spear tip penetrated deep into the ground, and the long gun body buzzed and shook.
The thousands of miles of land instantly shattered and sunk, and a large amount of black flames erupted from where the spear tip pierced, rising along the cracks in the ground.
Turning these ten thousand miles into a sea of fire.
In the sea of fire, countless souls appeared, all wailing.
Those souls were all human monks. They were obviously killed by this gun on the battlefield. Their souls could not enter the reincarnation and were bound inside, becoming part of the power of the gun.
And on the long handle of the gun tilted towards the sky, there stood a demon-like figure.
The long red hair was swaying, the black armor was ferocious, and a shadow of a demon appeared behind him. This shadow was majestic, occupying half of the sky, looking down at Xu Qing.