Chapter 1604 Nu Fan
“The body is transformed into gold and wood to suppress the dust, and the soul is transformed into wind and rain to guard Kunlun.”
Qing Ao’s face was dark, his eyes were getting colder, and he looked at the person in the spiritual cage. That figure, he said coldly: "It seems that today, the empress really does not intend to leave any room for herself, but I don't know if the empress recognizes it." How can Kunlun Mountain, which has lost you, remain outside the Six Paths and become a paradise in the future?” I can't help it anymore."
Cang Nanyi remained unmoved, holding the secrets with his hands, and his body began to sit still and wither in the turbulent wind.
Qing Ao sneered and said: "It will take some time for the empress to be enthroned. Now you can't protect Kunlun Mountain. I don't know whether it is the empress who is enthroned faster or the speed of me slaughtering Kunlun."
" Slaughtering Kunlun, the traitor is really brave!"
As a stream of light rose in the sky, Qing Ao suddenly felt an extremely powerful sword intention.
The sword intention was clear, but before the sword energy arrived, he had already deviated and made a dodge step.
But despite this, a burst of pain suddenly shot through his cheek, and blood dripped down his chin.
He gently stroked the slender wound on his face. The wound was as thin as a line, but also very deep.
It’s like being scratched by a pliable yet sharp willow leaf in the world.
A trace of doubt flashed across Qing Ao's eyes. He raised his eyes and saw a middle-aged nun with bare feet in mud and wearing a gray-white monk's robe walking from under the snow-capped mountains.
She wore a monk's hat and did not have long hair. In the wind and snow, her weathered bronze face looked extremely calm, and her deep-set eyes seemed to contain endless stories of perseverance.
"Real Person Fanshu?" One of the few female ascetics in the world, a walking monk in the world.
Qing Ao looked at her empty hands and didn't see any sharp weapons. He really didn't know how she could strike such a fast sword that could be felt but could not be avoided.
He glanced quickly, finally catching the golden sword intent that dissipated from her sleeves like a slender willow leaf.
Qing Ao was thinking in front of him, and it was really difficult to guess what this sword technique was.
His brows were deep and he slowly relaxed a little, and he said indifferently: "I have always been on the same page with Master Fanshu."
Master Fanshu lightly folded his sleeves and did not deal with him at all. Nonsense, he said calmly: "You are not allowed to approach the empress."
Qing Ao's face was full of sarcasm: "Do you think you alone can stop me?"
"She is not the only one coming."
In the wind, there was another indifferent voice A solemn voice.
For a moment, the fairy spirit was at its peak, and the figures of long rainbows piercing the sun rose from the mountains, and finally fell under the beacon tower.
Qing Ao counted these people one by one calmly.
The visitors, headed by Wu Hongni, were actually visitors from the mountains and otherworldly beings. They each stared at him with majestic and judgmental eyes.
Qing Ao is no stranger to such looks, and the sneer in his eyes is even stronger.
Looking at this group of people, although he was surprised, there was no sign of nervousness on his face. Instead, his eyes were more interesting, and there was even a hint of anticipation and excitement.
"My dear, do you know? Sometimes the person who can give you a real fatal blow is often not the enemy you are facing head-on."
Cang Nanyi cannot deny it.
There was a war in Kunlun Mountain and the Zhenxian Sect rebelled. Everyone was in danger and it was normal to be alone.
If the immortals from the outer mountains had the heart to help each other, they would have already left when the True Immortal Sect attacked the Water God Realm, so how could they wait until now.
On the battlefield, the most taboo thing is to be in the same camp but have different intentions.
Today, these immortal figures enter the battlefield with their own bodies. How can it be as simple as it seems on the surface?
The True Immortal Cult army attacked all the way to the beacon tower, but they never showed any attitude or action.
Qingxuan and Qingshui also had a tacit understanding and had never even thought about asking for help from the outsiders in the mountains.
For them, although everyone is in danger, they are even more unwilling to stand under a dangerous wall.
The old God Lord Ao Qing is still alive, and the True Immortal Sect rebelled. Although it caused an uproar in their hearts, they sensed a strong sense of danger and tension.
But the existence of Cangnan Yi is still like the frost and snow on the mountain in their hearts, omnipotent, unyielding, and unparalleled in power. For them, as long as she is in the Kunlun Mountains, even if there is a slight moment of fatigue and turmoil, this calamity will not completely overthrow the entire Kunlun Mountains.
Since Cang Nanyi is here, and they are not useless fish in the pond with no ability to protect themselves, they are not in a hurry. They each have their own thoughts on the city, so watching the fire from the other side is the best way.
But until tonight, when they looked from a distance and saw the "dark sky" in Kunlun, they couldn't sit still at all.
Qing Ao flicked the fly whisk in his arms, and smiled coldly and sarcastically: "All the immortals are here, but you, the real person, are the only one who dares to use the sword against me. Let me ask you, real person, what are the people behind you? Are you here to fight side by side with Kunlun Mountain to defend yourself against the enemy, or are you feeling anxious and uneasy, so you have to come here to prove something? "
The eyes of Master Fanshu? Locking him tightly, he said in a cold voice: "I don't want to make any guesses about what other people think, but today, I will never let you continue to do whatever you want!"
"Do whatever you want?" Qing Ao smiled faintly, he Standing casually, the malicious smile around him gradually subsided, and he nodded and said: "I have good intentions towards the queen, how could it become such a nonsense?"
"Hmph, as a believer of the evil god, your ability to confuse right and wrong is really powerful. You and other traitors, join forces with the evil corpse demon to destroy the kingdom of the water god and commit the heinous crime of killing gods! Then it triggers a war in the mountains and blood flows for thousands of miles. , there were countless casualties, and the crimes were too numerous to describe!”
Jin Fu, who was full of high spirits and unruly, stood up and looked at Qing Ao with the coldness of the twelfth lunar month in his eyes, which was as cold as the bone.
He had a long lineage, but he died at the hands of evil spirits.
He has a strong resentment against all the evil demons and monsters in this world. That hatred is etched in his heart like a knife and is indelible.
Especially for existences like the Corpse Demon Royal Family and the followers of the Evil God, who were originally human beings but willingly degenerated into dark demons, they are even more disgusted.
Seeing that Qing Ao was still talking nonsense here, he could no longer suppress the disgust in his heart. He spoke coldly and pointed the sword in his hand sharply.
Qing Ao's eyes were strange: "In terms of guilt and responsibility, it is true that this Tao is too numerous to describe, but the way this Tao operates is not just for killing. Over the past tens of millions of years, such a saint has appeared in the world. There is no reason. I am deeply saddened by the calamity, and I don’t want to see this happen.”
“Shameless person!” Master Fanshu was determined not to believe his nonsense. Said: "As long as you still have some righteousness in your heart, Kunlun will not be stained with blood. With wars and smoke rising everywhere, killing itself is an act that is not worthy of forgiveness!"
Qing Ao sneered again and again: "Then according to the real person, See, if killing to stop killing is something that cannot be forgiven, then doesn’t our saintly lady deserve to be forgiven?”
“You!”
Qing Ao raised his head and continued in a low voice: "What do you think your empress' calamity is? It's nothing more than some dirty things gathered in this world due to the desire for evil." The empress carried all the dark and dirty things in this world on her back, thousands of It has been incomprehensible for thousands of years, and we can only suppress all the chaos in this world with a pure heart. The empress has been living in the sky, far away from the world of mortals, and the calamity is naturally under control. Now you all enter the mountain with the aura of the mortal world, and each There is no need for me to say anything about the unspeakable 'delusions and thoughts' in my heart."
"It's just that for me, you are killed on the battlefield and are insignificant, so there is nothing I can do about it. It is a blessing to sacrifice your lives to Kunlun in exchange for the saint's return to purity."
Those who believe in evil gods have the power to confuse people's hearts, and they can dominate the truth with absurd fallacies.
Master Fanshu's eyelids twitched, but he caught something from this fallacy.
Listen to what he means... The reason why the empress has suffered a calamity is because too many immortals from outside the mountain have come to the mountain, and the excessive delusions in her heart have affected it?
Thinking of this, Master Fanshu couldn't help turning his eyes towards Cangnan Yi, whose body had begun to wither in the spiritual cage, his expression suddenly complicated.
Qing Ao looked at her with interesting eyes, as if he had found some fun, and laughed softly in his nasal voice, saying: "It turns out that ascetic monks like Master Fanshu also have life in their hearts. Do you have inner demons? "
The Evil God can always see through the slightest flaw in people's hearts and their weaknesses.
Master Fanshu was shocked and hurriedly calmed down. Looking at him, he was still frightened. His face was cold and he said: "If you are still the proud youth of the God Lord back then, I really believe you in this statement. "
"Xiu wants to fight with this traitor!" Among the crowd, a woman suddenly said: "Regardless of the calamity period or the rebels, we have defended ourselves. Even though the True Immortal Sect's ferocious soldiers are powerful and kill countless people, this thief has completely fallen into evil ways and is fighting with us." Being with the evil god, he and the empress are destined to be natural enemies..."
"If you say that this traitor is an enemy of the entire world for the sake of the incense of the evil god, I believe it. But if you say that he is acting for the sake of the empress and is fighting the entire Shiwan Mountain and the Immortal World, ha... it is simply a fantasy. Tan. "
As soon as the female fairy finished her words, a figure flew up from behind her, carrying a wind and thunder killing intent. The spiritual sword in her hand piled up a thousand layers of sword waves, and it turned towards Cang. Nan Yi fell on him.
The crowd behind the woman are also members of the immortal clan.
Are you actually attacking your empress? !
The man was using magic tricks and his body movements were strange. Master Fanshu, whose face changed greatly due to nervousness, could not stop him at all. He didn't even see the man's appearance clearly until it was too late.
However, the next moment.
A surprising scene happened.
Standing still as cold as a stone statue, Qing Ao's eyebrows trembled. He had no expression on his face, but he struck out extremely quickly.
As the snow-threaded fly whisk in his arms danced wildly, he actually firmly grasped the sword.
The Thousand Layers of Sword Wave immediately dissipated, and all remaining power collapsed. .
Only then did everyone react from the shock and see clearly the appearance of the person who took action.
"Your Highness Fan?!!!"