It was as if something that had been sleeping for eternity had awakened.
As the canopy of trees that blocked the sky shattered, a sky with a shiny black glow was revealed.
At the same time, bursts of wailing like horns resounded throughout the countryside.
"Sir, leave quickly. This demon lord eats away at the monk's mind, and his spiritual intelligence is the most powerful. If you are not careful, you will become his slave."
In the hazy gray darkness, the girl wearing a bright red Xiuhe uniform urged urgently, "I know where the road is. Please leave with me, sir."
Jian Wushuang stood still, looking towards the sky.
That special and rich aura was like a big man, trapping the three of them and blocking all the ways out.
Then, two giant eyes like bright bright moons appeared, so clean and clear that they could almost reflect the traces of all things.
A moment later, the two giant eyes suddenly gave birth to billions of black threads, and at the end of the threads, they finally condensed into an extremely weird shadow.
The shadow was extremely hazy, as if it was made of a mixture of unknown substances, and looked extremely weird.
It rests on the two huge and clear eye chakras, like two round wings.
For such a so-called Demon Lord, his realm strength is actually the realm of Immortal Evolution, so Jian Wushuang is naturally not afraid of him.
"Things that pretend to be gods and ghosts cannot be put on the stage." Jian Wushuang was in a bad mood to begin with, and now he directly released his Yan power and struck out with a palm.
The full-strength attack belonging to the peak of Yanxian was unreserved, and it hit the strange phantom in the air.
"Despicable slaves, you all must surrender to me!" Xuying revealed his true words. Facing Di Qing's blow, he obviously didn't bother to dodge.
The next moment, an eye-popping scene appeared. The shadow with such a domineering aura that it shook the sky was actually pulled down from the sky by Jian Wushuang's slap, and was slammed into the ground fiercely.
Thousands of feet of smoke and dust were raised.
The girl was shocked, covered her mouth with one hand, and looked at this scene in disbelief.
The Nightmare Demon Lord, who almost made more than half of the Qingzhou Heavenly Territory succumb and tremble, was actually slapped into the ground by this unattractive young man in front of him, except for his handsome face.
That is the Demon Lord of the Immortal Realm!
But Jian Wushuang didn't think so. In addition to using some kind of bewitching method to erode the state of mind of ordinary top cultivators, this so-called Nightmare Demon Lord's true body is not even as good as ordinary immortals.
What's even more unfortunate is that Jian Wushuang's spiritual consciousness has already reached the Great Perfection when he achieved the ancestral level in the Divine Power Universe, which is far beyond the comparison of this Nightmare Demon Lord.
Even if he stood still and let the demon lord eat away at his state of mind, he would only be in vain.
Naturally, Jian Wushuang didn't bother to use multiple methods and simply destroyed it with one palm.
The extremely dense black energy in the sky dissipated instantly, and the two giant eye chakras that looked like bright moons were casually poked blind by Di Qing.
"Despicable slave, how dare you, how can you..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Jian Wushuang slapped the Nightmare Demon Lord Gai into the ground again.
"Noisy." Jian Wushuang frowned, it was just a thing born of greed that cannibalizes nightmares, and it was not worthy of him to take action.
Now that he knew that this place was not the Shanghuang Tianyu, he and Di Qing obviously did not intend to stay, so they turned around and prepared to leave.
"Sir, please stay!" A cry came out, which was the request of the girl in Xiuhe uniform.
Seeing him turn back, the blush on her cheeks became even more rosy. She stretched out her hand to pull up her sideburn-like hair, and gave a bow that seemed to be very stiff, "The little girl thanked you for saving your life in the Qingqing Pool. I have nothing to repay. I wish...
…”
Jian Wushuang did not intend to wait for her to finish speaking. He waved his hand directly and planned to leave.
"Hey, can you please listen to this little girl?" the girl named Qingqingchi said in a gentle voice.
"I know the Shanghuangtian Realm you are talking about."
Jian Wushuang paused when he heard this, looked at her again, and said uncertainly, "Do you really know?"
Qingqingchi raised his eyebrows proudly, "Of course, my father is the first sect leader in Qingzhou and has countless resources. Back then, I traveled to various heavens with my father!"
He pondered for a moment, and then said, "In that case, can the girl tell me the approximate location of Shanghuang?"
"Is it important for you to go to Shanghuang?"
"That's right."
"Well, since you saved my little girl's life, I decided to take you there myself."
"...It's better not to use it, the journey there is dangerous."
"No, I have to take you there. It's an extremely desolate and secret place. Even if I tell you the approximate location, you won't be able to find it."
"..."
Jian Wushuang and Di Qing looked at each other, somewhat undecided.
At this moment, the Nightmare Demon Lord, whose shadow was almost scattered by two slaps, quietly crawled out of the ground and prepared to escape.
Qiqingchi saw it clearly and hurriedly said, "Sir, we must not let him escape, he is a big danger!"
Jian Wushuang nodded, and with a casual move from a distance, he immediately absorbed the demon king, and carefully used his force to squeeze it into the size of a bullet.
Qingqingchi was once again shocked by this method. This demon king who could resist her father was actually allowed to be rubbed at the moment.
"Let go of me, humble slaves, you will regret it!" The Demon Lord, who was squeezed into the size of a bullet, flew into a rage. He seemed to know no fear and kept shouting.
When Jian Wushuang was about to annihilate it, Qiqingchi suddenly stretched out two palms to grab his palms, his eyebrows turned into crescent moons, "Sir, can you give this thing to me? I plan to give it to mine."
The dream-eating tapir swallowed it.”
Jian Wushuang calmly withdrew his palm and threw the demon king to her.
"Thank you, sir." Xi Qingchi said happily, then directly took off the red belt that bound his hair, and tied up the bullet-sized Demon Lord.
"Are you going to take us to Shanghuang?" Di Qing interjected and asked.
Qiqingchi nodded repeatedly, "Of course, you will not be able to go to Shanghuang without my leadership."
"Then let's leave now?" Jian Wushuang said.
"There's no rush, no hurry. Come back to the sect with me first. I plan to bring some things with me and we'll set off again." Qingqingchi said, then she reversed her previous attitude as a little girl and ran in the forest with long strides.
Get up, "Hurry up and follow."
"It's really troublesome. Sooner or later I'm going to catch those damn things and strip them of their skin and bones." Di Qing said angrily.
Jian Wushuang shook his head helplessly, and then followed Di Qing with him to the washing pool, who was wearing a bright red Xiuhe suit.
Thousands of miles of mysterious mountains and rivers were left behind, and the number of monks gathered on the surrounding continent began to increase.