In all directions, the densely packed sword array had already been shattered.
Mobei-Jun said disdainfully, "Fight with me?" He gave face and didn't say the "you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth". Shen Qingqiu thought to himself, luckily you didn't say it. In less than three years, Luo Binghe could beat you until you couldn't get up with one hand, and you'd still be obediently his lackey, slapping your own face.
Before he finished speaking, the murderous aura in the air suddenly increased.
Mobei-Jun said, "You're a disciple of Cang Qiong Mountain Sect?"
The instant the sword array poured down like rain, Shen Qingqiu roared in his heart.
Luo Binghe was caught off guard and sent out by Shen Qingqiu. Turning back halfway, Zheng Yang unsheathed. Mobei-Jun withdrew one hand and flicked it at the dazzling white sword aura coming at him. Zheng Yang's body couldn't bear the flood of demonic aura, and the white light exploded, breaking into several pieces on the spot.
The shattering was very thorough, as if it had disappeared without a trace. In the night sky, there was only a sky full of black ice crystals, reflecting the moonlight and falling bit by bit.
Shen Qingqiu held his sword horizontally in front of him, neither servile nor overbearing, saying, "Demon race?"
All the disciples present had killed their way here, their bodies and minds already exhausted. After the strong shock, more than half of them actually fell down. The only ones who could still stand were Shen Qingqiu, Luo Binghe, and Shang Qinghua.
No matter how much hatred they had, if they were going to die, they wouldn't do it in a nice way. More than a hundred black swords stabbing their bodies like this, if they were going to be pierced into a sieve, how could they still look?!
Luo Binghe didn't answer, nor did he leave. He stared at Mobei-Jun calmly, unexpectedly not moved by his power in the slightest.
Luo Binghe didn't care that his sword was broken, but seeing Shen Qingqiu's internal organs damaged by the palm force, his teeth unable to bite down and blood spilling out, his eyes suddenly grew cold, and the atmosphere around him instantly changed. Mobei-Jun sensed this shocking change, and his light blue eyes shot out a cold light of interest. Suddenly, a pure black ice sword appeared out of thin air. One gave birth to two, two gave birth to four, four gave birth to eight. In an instant, it split into hundreds of ice swords that formed a formation and shot towards Shen Qingqiu from all directions!
But he had to try his best!
But the more moved he was, the more he felt what he had to do later was too unkind. Shen Qingqiu would rather he did nothing: "Binghe, step down."
Why would the future Luo Binghe's underlings do all sorts of evil, murder and arson, a good assistant, a good motor oil, appear here now!
If Mobei-Jun had not suddenly gone crazy and retracted his sword formation, there would only be one person, one possibility, who could have withstood this wave of murderous attacks.
The so-called Endless Abyss was the space between the Human Realm and the Demon Realm.
On the other side, Mobei-Jun had more or less tested out Luo Binghe's bottom line and was planning to pull back and deliver the final blow. With a flick of his finger, he sent a scarlet stream of light into Luo Binghe's forehead.
Shen Qingqiu also couldn't be sure if Mobei-Jun could really see through Luo Binghe's hidden bloodline at a glance. Luo Binghe saw him frown and thought he was angry at him for being disobedient. He said, "Shizun, he won't let any of us leave. It's better to fight with all our strength."
After expressing his admiration, he sighed inwardly. He knew that he still needed to make an appearance.
From the darkness, a man's figure slowly appeared.
Shen Qingqiu steadied himself and slowly raised his head.
He didn't care whether Luo Binghe's consciousness was clear or not. He said to himself, "The Human Realm isn't a place where you should stay. Why not return to your origin?"
Luo Binghe said coldly, "Cang Qiong Mountain Sect's Qing Jing Peak's disciple, Luo Binghe, would like to experience Your Excellency's great skills."
However, after waiting for a long time, he still didn't feel the pain of ten thousand arrows piercing his heart.
Just now they were still arguing, and now that a strong enemy was in front of them, they didn't hesitate to act as a human wall. It would be a lie to say that Shen Qingqiu wasn't moved at all.
I've already tried my best, but people think I'm trash. I can't do anything about it!
Isn't that your real direct superior? Didn't he give you the order to release dangerous creatures into the Immortal Alliance Conference? Please, please, please, continue pretending.
Now, Shen Qingqiu was finally 100% sure. Mobei-Jun's sudden appearance was indeed to replace the Black Moon Rhinoceros Python's role. It's just that compared to the original work, Mobei-Jun did it more thoroughly. He, he, he, he actually directly undid the seal on Luo Binghe's body that suppressed his bloodline.
Could it be … that the Mobei-Jun who appeared here was to replace the Black Moon Rhinoceros Python as a prop to promote the main plot?
What you said is very correct, but this is of no damn use. Shen Qingqiu said: "You staying here is just throwing your life away in vain."
A few ghost-head spiders stealthily climbed onto the bodies of several Cang Qiong Mountain sect disciples, their hairy legs about to stab into their temples. Shen Qingqiu's spiritual energy was almost exhausted and he couldn't use magic to attack. He could only directly grab their dirty and tangled hairs and throw them to the side. He only threw them after aiming, specifically throwing them at the traitor Shang Qinghua's body!
Shen Qingqiu: "…"
Shang Qinghua rushed forward a step and shouted: "Who are you, Your Excellency? Why have you appeared here? "
He cast a sidelong glance at the pale-faced Shang Qinghua, wanting to laugh but unable to.
Mobei-Jun slightly tilted his head, half of his handsome silhouette immersed in the darkness, making people feel a chill in their hearts. He only lifted a finger, and Shang Qinghua was thrown into the air by a sudden and fierce force, smashing into and breaking an ancient tree. He fainted, blood still gushing out of his mouth without end, until Shen Qingqiu couldn't help but feel admiration in his heart:
The two people's two palms met, and Shen Qingqiu's chest felt his blood churn, as if he had been punched in front of his face. The spiritual energy in his whole body boiled and roiled endlessly. Even though he had formed a Core and his cultivation could already be considered quite high, how could a Jindan be enough in front of the future world-destroying demon king Luo Binghe's right-hand man?
Since the Endless Abyss had been opened, it meant that something from the demon race had definitely come out from there. The three people held their breaths in rapt attention, fully on guard, quietly waiting.
However, Luo Binghe, who stood in the center of the scene, his whole body and eyes seeming to have a blizzard gathering, could only be described as "terrifying".
These ice swords were simply unblockable by ordinary defenses, because they were condensed from the purest demonic energy. Shen Qingqiu's current spiritual energy was close to being exhausted. When the two met, it was like a single spark against a monstrous wave. The result was self-evident.
As soon as that stream of light touched Luo Binghe's forehead, it immediately seeped into his skin, turning into a fiery red emblem. Luo Binghe's head was dizzy from fighting, and he didn't know what it was. He only felt a splitting headache, almost kneeling on the ground. His whole body was surging with a violent impulse, but he had no way to vent it. With a casual flick of his hand, an explosion of demonic energy shot towards Mobei-Jun like a cannon.
The power of this attack was so great that Mobei-Jun raised his hand to block it. Slightly surprised, he praised, "Not bad."
Mobei-Jun was a pure-blooded demon, a genuine second generation demon. He had inherited his family's territory in the northern part of the demon race's territory. He appeared and disappeared unpredictably all day, doing nothing and ignoring everyone. Such a maverick character, after being violently beaten up by Luo Binghe in the middle of the novel, inexplicably bowed his head and allowed himself to be ordered about. Since then, Luo Binghe had gained a loyal little brother who ran errands and did odd jobs. But … let's be clear, according to the original's progress, there's still at least another 500 chapters before it's your turn, okay!
Shen Qingqiu said, "What kind of disciple stands in front of their master?"
As soon as he saw that frosty face and that unapproachable expression, Shen Qingqiu knew who it was.
Sure enough.
This was nonsense. If one couldn't see that black mass of demonic energy, then one would be blind.
Shen Qingqiu sat next to a large tree, swallowing the extravasated blood into his stomach while circulating his qi to heal his wounds. He also observed this mountain-splitting, stone-cracking demon king battle.
Shen Qingqiu's footwork was unfathomable, and he flashed in front of Luo Binghe in an instant. His left hand threw out Xiu Ya, regardless of whether it was useful or not, he would block it for a while first. His right hand grabbed Luo Binghe like an eagle grabbing a chick and threw him out, sending him out of the range of Mobei-Jun's demonic energy. He turned around and met Mobei-Jun's palm!
As a transitional space, the Endless Abyss was full of dangers and unknowns. There were twisting and tearing space vortexes, raging lava everywhere.
"Immortal" should be referring to Shang Qinghua, who was lying on the side pretending to be dead and not forgetting to vomit blood. He was clearly an immortal cultivator, but he worked like a cow or a horse for the demon race. He really wasn't immortal at all and wasn't wronged. And "Demon", besides Luo Binghe, who else could it be?
Too hardworking, too dedicated. Brother, for the sake of business, you're also quite hardworking!
Mobei-Jun made a sound of "Yi", as if he had discovered something that could stir his interest.
Mobei-Jun sneered: "Immortals aren't immortals, demons aren't demons. Interesting. "
Mobei-Jun: "That's fine, then I'll take a look."
A white shadow flashed. Luo Binghe actually didn't say a word and stood in front of him.
That scene could even be described as beautiful.
Luo Binghe: "To die for Shizun, or to die together with Shizun, this disciple will gladly endure."
When Shen Qingqiu heard this, he suddenly felt as if he had grasped something.
Luo Binghe's bloodline seal had not been removed, and Mobei-Jun was only testing him, but they still fought until the sky darkened and the sun and moon lost their light. The two people's demonic energy overflowed like a stormy sea, almost covering the sky and covering the sun.
This area was originally the Thousand Cleansing Snow Lotus … … That's what this thing was called, right? Yes, within the essence of the Thousand Cleansing Snow Lotus, the demonic creatures simply didn't dare to approach. But after being smothered by the overwhelming demonic energy, that snow lotus brimming with spiritual energy withered to the roots. Those creatures hiding in the darkness crawled out one after another, greedily absorbing the fragrant aura that was to them fragrant.
Shen Qingqiu's aptitude couldn't be said to be an unprecedented genius in the human world, but at least he could be said to be one in a thousand. Cang Qiong Mountain's basic cultivation method wasn't rigid, it was orthodox! But in Mobei-Jun's mouth, it became a pile of trash. If it was the original goods, after hearing this, they would definitely vomit three liters of blood and go back crying.
Only by risking their lives and fighting to the death was the only feasible way to survive. According to Shen Qingqiu's ten years of experience reading all kinds of wuxia and xianxia novels, this kind of eccentric, ambitious and ruthless type would always have some respect for those stinking tough bones that fought to the end. But for weak-footed shrimps and cowards, there was absolutely no mercy!
His single palm met Shen Qingqiu's two palms, but he still had the overwhelming upper hand. Feeling bored, he used force to shake off Shen Qingqiu and said: "Your aptitude is extremely poor. The basic cultivation method is rigid. Scram. "
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