The next morning, the rising sun was covered with a layer of halo by the green light, and the mountains and rivers on the other side of the sky became clearer.

This was an extremely strange scene, but no one sighed at his magical beauty. He only felt frightened and panicked.

In the refuge, mortals gathered together in groups of three or three. Through the half-open window, you could see fluorescence flowing outside. The light seemed to be rippling water, and it seemed as if the Milky Way was coming.

"Can that really protect us?" asked a little girl over six years old.

"Yes, don't be afraid of baby." Her mother hugged her tightly.

The light curtain on the wall was playing the evacuation of various places. By around 10 o'clock in the morning, monks and mortals in Wuzhou towns gathered together.

A tense atmosphere cannot help but spread throughout the world.

Qin Feiyu focused on wiping the sword in his hand. Most of the monks behind him looked serious, as if they were always ready to draw the sword against the ghost cultivator.

Xiang Chenzhou sat bored on a huge rock, bent his legs and drank wine. Dozens of monks surrounded him with alert expressions.

Xi Zimo spoke seriously at the monk in front of him. His aura was a little unstable. It seemed that he had just broken through.

There are many people who Ye Ling knows, but they don’t know them, and they are all ready.

No one can tell how Jiuxiao left the universe, and even those who are in Jiuxiao may not be able to understand the truth of that year.

It was obvious that the wanderer who had been tens of thousands of years finally returned home. But neither Huanyu nor Qingxiao had the longing for him to meet. Instead, he sharpened his knife and pointed the tip of the knife at the other party.

Ye Ling stood on the top of Kunlun Mountain, and the sky here began to fission.

The green light seemed to be pushed away by an invisible hand. The clouds that rose from noon began to roll, and the sunlight dimmed. It was obviously near noon, but it seemed like a scenery that only appeared when the sun sets.

The hurricane whizzed past and the wind blew throughout the five continents.

This wind does not rise for no reason, but comes from the sky.

Everyone couldn't help but raise their heads.

The sharp and vast aura spread throughout the five continents through this wind.

Feng Yu's figure appeared beside Ye Ling: "It's coming."

Ye Ling's eyes didn't move at all, and he was still looking at the increasingly darker sky: "After waiting for so many years, he finally came."

Another quarter of an hour passed, and the entire universe was already in the darkness.

The ground began to vibrate, and at first it only swayed slightly, like an earthquake that was very common, but later it seemed as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had cracked.

The buildings collapsed with a bang, and there were flying sand and stones everywhere, as terrifying as doomsday.

The shadow of the sky kept approaching, and the two sky finally met again tens of thousands of years later.

Most people can't remember the scene that day. Except for a few cultivators with advanced cultivation, they all felt that their consciousness had dissipated for a moment. After opening their eyes again, the entire universe returned to normal.

Only the power of the Nine Sky, which was gradually overflowing around me, told everyone that Qingxiao had arrived.

Above the clouds is no longer the starry sky, but another world with burning shadows.

"Mom, is Qingxiao coming?"

This brief calm did not make everyone feel relieved, but became more nervous.

As soon as the child finished speaking, he heard a deafening sound coming from the sea of ​​clouds.

Countless ghost cultivators descended from the sky. Their movements were extremely fast and their goals were extremely clear. They seemed to be very familiar with the terrain of the world and headed straight to various fortresses in the five continents. It was obviously because they had been preparing for a long time.

Fortunately, what the new alliance has done in the past six months is not useless.

Qin Feiyu raised a sneer, and the starlight on the tip of the sword drew a stream of light in the air. The monks behind him also followed him skillfully. Dozens of monks faced with a group of ghost cultivators like sharp swords.

Xiang Chenzhou threw away the wine gourd in his hand, and the rolling Yin Yue power burst out, and even the hurricanes around him were overshadowed. He laughed and said, "Let's go!"

Qi Zimo looked serious, and with a call, the other monks moved with him.

Old man You, An He, Zong Ming, feasting to cultivate virtue...

Everyone started to move. This was Qingxiao's temptation battle. It doesn't matter whether you win or not. What's important is that you can't lose.

Once you lose, the entire universe will fall into a passive position and let the mermaid meat.

Ye Ling's mind was not focused on the waves of ghost cultivators rushing to the world. She was waiting for others.

If there is no accident, Emperor Wuchang should know that she is in the world.

Since I knew that according to his nature, I must send someone to catch her.

Feng Yu said, "I really didn't expect that you actually offended the Emperor. Then the Emperor Impermanent shouldn't come to the universe in person, right?"

Ye Ling said: "The general comes to block the water and soil. I can't stop him even if he wants to come."

Even though he said so, Ye Ling did not think that Emperor Wuchang would take action himself.

As expected, as Ye Ling expected, a ray of lightning flashed by, and a figure stepped down from the air. Although he was only one person, he had the momentum of thousands of troops.

Ye Ling smiled.

She recognized the bald man, and he chased her when he was in Qingxiao.

He is the second disciple of Emperor Wuchang.

The appearance of this person also made Ye Ling confirm her guess. Emperor Wuchang not only hated her deeply, but even feared her very much. In this case, he did not come in person, so there was only one reason, he could not come.

It seems that the injury that Emperor Wuchang was injured back then should have hurt him, which means that he could only recuperate in Qingxiao for so many years.

The bald man saw Ye Ling at a glance, and a cold light flashed across his eyes: "You didn't hide, you are so brave!"

Ye Ling stood still: "Your master is not here?"

The bald man was furious: "I am enough to deal with you."

He turned into a black mist and rushed towards Ye Ling.

The lovesick sword in Ye Ling's hand shook, and a golden light lingered at the tip of the sword, and the sword energy roared to meet the bald man.

With a bang, the two of them were about to part with each other. After the first test, Ye Ling and the bald man couldn't help but take a step back.

"It's really a little skill." A strange lightning flashed across the bald man, which made his breath even colder: "But it's still too weak!"

Ye Ling didn't say anything and went to meet him again.

In the shelter, the huge water curtain flashed everywhere, and the sound of weapons interchanging was endless, blood was bursting, and monks would die in the hands of ghost cultivators from time to time.

Of course, the ghost cultivator did not get any benefits. The ghost clan, who was still majestic a quarter of an hour ago, had already put away his contempt at this moment, especially when he met Xiang Chenzhou and others, he was completely destroyed by the human race in a short time.

"Great victory!" many monks cheered.

"The second team also won a big victory!"

But at this moment, the first wave of ghost cultivators finally came outside the shelter.

They looked at the barrier in front of them with contempt. As early as a few years ago, Qingxiao knew the current situation in the universe. Not only the formation and alchemy, but also the inheritance of martial arts has been cut a lot. How could this barrier stop them?

A ghost cultivator stepped forward and said, "Come out, don't hide, you can leave a whole body for you now."

A little girl immediately hugged her mother's legs when she heard this.

The woman touched her head. Although she was so scared that her hands were shaking, she comforted the girl and said, "It's okay, this is a formation passed down by the leader, and they will definitely not be able to enter."

As soon as he finished speaking, several ghost cultivators attacked the formation in front of him at the same time.

I saw the light flowing, and the sharp attack was like a stone bull entering the sea. It had no effect except causing slight waves in the barrier.

The faces of the ghost cultivators changed slightly.

And the people in the shelter breathed a sigh of relief.

A monk guarding outside the gate said with great confidence: "Don't worry, unless the palm path comes, they will never be able to come in."

The sword in Ye Ling's hand brushed the bald man's shoulder, leaving behind a golden red light, but in an instant the light was submerged in the lightning around the man.

Ye Ling was not annoyed at all, and still tried to test the man slowly. Feng Yu looked at him with his arms folded, and his contemptuous attitude once again angered the bald man.

The bald man was both secretly surprised that Ye Ling had improved a lot of cultivation, and hated her as an attack method of using him to practice. He sneered: "Did you think I am the only one, so there is no way to deal with you?"

As he was talking, the clouds suddenly dissipated and a young man walked out of it.

Ye Ling's pupils shrank, and the aura around the boy was obviously much stronger than the bald man.

Even Feng Yu became interested. She couldn't feel that she could move her fingers, as if she could fight at any time.

The boy glanced at the bald man, and the bald man couldn't help saying, "Senior Brother."

"After so long, there was no one to solve?" The boy's voice sounded careless, but the bald man trembled in his heart.

"Forget it, since it's the person the master pointed out, let's leave it to me."

The boy just finished speaking, and the scenery around him suddenly changed.

As if he was pulled into a certain illusion space, Ye Ling felt that his cultivation level suddenly dropped, as if he was powerless when he returned to the mortal.

Feng Yu saw the boy raise his hand, and a strange aura spread, and then Ye Ling disappeared from the spot.

She subconsciously ignited the golden red flame, and just as she was about to attack the boy, the bald man tangled him.

Ye Ling was not panicked. The boy's attack was like an illusion, but not entirely an illusion. It should be a certain ability of Tao.

A golden light flashed across her right wrist, and the golden light shot out like a sharp arrow, as if to penetrate this false space.

The young man raised his eyebrows, but pressed his finger down, and the golden light in front of Ye Ling was suddenly stopped by a strange force.

Ye Ling curled the corners of his mouth. This was interesting. It was indeed the eldest disciple of Emperor Wuchang, much stronger than the bald man and Rakshasa.

Unfortunately, it was not enough to trap her.

The starlight suddenly flowed down from the sky, as if the Milky Way was rolling back, heading straight for the boy.

The boy frowned slightly and immediately hid away, but saw that the starlight was like being guided by some force and penetrated into the invisible space.

Then, a sword light shot out.
Chapter completed!