Pingnan looked at the bloody hand that gathered again in the sky and sneered: "I won't talk about you old thing, those things that are pickled. Anyway, it is absolutely impossible for you to kill you, the younger generation today."

The ancestor of Xishan snorted coldly and said nothing more. But the hand pressed down for the second time, and the majestic demonic aura rolled up the wind and waves in the clouds, and looked extremely shocked.

Another sword light that was so bright that it was extremely bright.

It's magnificent.

The sword light met the bloody hand for only a moment. The bloody hand dispersed a little. After persisting with the sword light for a while, it was completely disintegrated by the sword light. Pingnan laughed and jumped up.

This is a war of the sea.

Qingtianjun wanted to stare at the two Canghai in the distance, but did not take action, but just calmed down and looked at Xishan beside him and said, "What's going on?"

What Qingtianjun wants to ask is naturally why the ancestor of Xishan wanted to take action.

Xishan is much gentler to Qingtianjun. After all, Qingtianjun rescued him. "He wants me to be his puppet. I naturally don't want to control me. Since I don't want to, I naturally have to think of some other ways. Besides, there is still a long way to go in the vast ocean. If I am controlled by him, how can I reach the end?"

Xishan actually has no idea about conspiracy and power. The only thing he wants is to become stronger step by step. Power is what he wants. Only when he is strong enough can he experience freedom.

The word "freedom" is difficult to do.

I don’t know if I can be really at ease in the end, but at least what happened now clearly tells him that if he was subject to the control of the ancestor of Xishan, then he would not be able to experience freedom, so he was unwilling to do so.

If you are unwilling to resist naturally, you will encounter resistance.

This is why the ancestor of Xishan wanted to kill him.

Qingtianjun thought for a while and said, "You are not bad."

This is praise. There are not many people in this world who have received praise from Qingtianjun. He just like Chao Qingqiu, he has a proud blood.

"What should I say after today?"

Qingtianjun asked another thing.

Xishan thought a little, and he had figured out what Qingtianjun was asking, "He wants to be the Demon Emperor, but I don't want to, at least before he can't become the strongest, he won't think about it, because he can't even think about it."

Qingtianjun rubbed his nose and joked, "Then you have no hope."

Xishan didn't say anything, but just solemnly saluted Qingtianjun.

Qingtianjun stretched out, "Take your love slowly, and now you can break the realm first."

The West Mountain is breaking the realm, and this is the time when it is going on.

There are three great demons in Canghai who want to stop him, and two demon kings stop these great demons. Next, as long as Xishan is not surprised and becomes Canghai, the dust will be settled.

Of course.

After the dust settles, there will naturally be a big war.

That would be a battle between the new and old of the Xishan clan.

The combat power of Pingnan and the ancestor of Xishan was actually quite high and low. However, the ancestor of Xishan knew that it was impossible to decide the victory and defeat of Pingnan in a short period of time, so he did not really want to fight life and death.

Just as the ancestor of the West Mountain was hesitating, a magical aura that reached its peak rushed into the sky on the top of the West Mountain.

The sea of ​​clouds turbulent.

There seemed to be beasts roaring around.

A very huge Qiongqi appeared on the top of the West Mountain.

The Qiongqi clan is an ancient ferocious beast. Because he has lived in the West Mountain for generations, there is a saying about the Xishan clan. At this moment, there is a huge Qiongqi on the top of the West Mountain. He whistles to the sky and a huge demonic aura stirs up.

The sea of ​​clouds was even more shocking.

Starting from the West Mountain, all the demon cultivators around thousands of miles were bowing their heads and bowing. Countless demon cultivators shouted, "See the Demon Lord!"

At this moment, there was still a blood rain in the demon land. I felt that the demon cultivator who fell from a great demon in the demon land was still sad, but he never thought that at this moment, just today, a great demon appeared in this demon land.

A demon king appeared in this demon land.

The realm is slightly more wonderful. The demon cultivator looked up, looked at the direction of the Xishan Mountain, and said in surprise: "Is it the Xishan Mountain?"

Not far from this place is the boundary of Xishan. Among the Xishan clan, there are many monks climbing the tower nowadays, but if you have the most hope of becoming a demon king, it is the only one who can be the one who can climb the tower.

"It's true that it's the imperial clan, with a profound foundation, and a demon king has actually emerged!"

Countless voices of admiration and doubt sounded.

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...

Qingtianjun stood with his hands behind his back. The two demon kings had already left. Since the Xishan Mountain had already broken through the climbing tower realm, we would know what happened next without saying anything. It was meaningless for them to stay here. The best result was that Xishan Mountain or the Xishan Mountain, or the Xishan Mountain under the command of the Xishan ancestor.

Of course, it won’t be broken any more. After all, the Xishan clan can only leave one big monster.

Ping Nan cut off a huge bloody hand with a knife, then took a few steps back and came to the side of Qingtianjun.

He and Qingtianjun had some friendship.

The demon king of Pingnan laughed and said, "Old thing, if you don't die today, I will kill you tomorrow!"

After saying that, the demon king of Pingnan glanced at Qingtianjun and left here. The two ends of Qiongqi fought against each other, and there was nothing good to look at.

Qingtianjun also glanced at Xishan, which had already fallen into the clouds, and smiled and said, "I'll rely on myself next."

Before he finished speaking, his body suddenly dissipated.

On the Xishan side, there are only a group of demon cultivators from the Xishan clan who are watching the mountain top. Even if they don’t want this war to happen, they have to happen.

Xiqiu stood on a mountain somewhere, looked at the scene here, gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle, you must not lose!"

The battle on the top of the West Mountain will begin soon, but I don’t know when the curtain will come to an end.

Qingtianjun didn't know because he had returned to Qingtian City.

The bloody rain is still falling, and I don’t know when it will stop.

He walked down from the city and saw the green locust on the street.

The most important baby daughter in my life.

Qinghuai stood on the street, and the bloody rain naturally fell above her head. She looked at Qingtianjun and said, "I'm in spring and autumn."

For Qinghuai, becoming a monk in the Spring and Autumn Period, this is a matter of time, but the word "As early and late" is actually very early at this moment.

Qingtianjun smiled, floated forward, rubbed Qinghuai's head, and then said, "It's amazing."

About ten years ago, in the foggy mountains, Ye Shengge became the youngest spring and autumn land in the world.

Ten years later, the green locust has become the Spring and Autumn Period.

For mortals, ten years is long, but for monks, ten years is not long.

Besides, she was the most amazing young demon cultivator in the entire demon land back then. If it weren't for the care of Li Fuyao, she would probably be much worse than Ye Shengge.

Fortunately, I'm catching up now.

Qingtianjun rubbed the head of his baby daughter, and then said softly: "Since it's spring and autumn, should you go back to see your mother and make her happy?"

When the monk reached the Nine Realm of the Cultivator, he had reached the seventh realm when he reached the Spring and Autumn Period. He thought that no matter how far he was, he would not be too far.

"Is he already in spring and autumn now? If he hadn't, he would be no longer as good as me."

Qingtianjun has been thinking about other things recently and has not paid attention to the matters on the other side of the mountains and rivers, so he naturally does not know Li Fuyao's current state, so he just smiled and didn't say anything.

What is Li Fuyao's state? This kind of thing is actually not very important. The speed of the moment does not affect the overall situation.

Qinghuai shook her head and said happily, "I have to write him a letter to tell him these things."

The man and the woman haven’t seen each other for too long, so they can only communicate in letters.

The demon soil and mountains are thousands of miles away. Ordinary letters cannot reach the mountains and rivers, and Li Fuyao cannot be found, but this is not difficult for them to be like monks. Before, Ye Shengge wrote a letter with a thousand paper crane and a green locust, but only one piece of white paper was used to write a letter.

After writing, she handed it to Qingtianjun, and then walked towards the city without looking back. It didn't take long before the letter could be delivered to Li Fuyao.

Qingtianjun took the blank paper and did not look at the contents on the letter. As his daughter's father, he naturally knew what would be written in the letter and knew what his daughter was going to say, so there was no need to read anything.

He looked at Qinghuai's back as he left and sighed. His daughter was so hurtful.

Even though he knew that such a seducing man hurt his father's heart the most, but this daughter didn't care at all, so she made him, the father's secretly sad.

Qingtianjun sighed and shook his head slightly.

This daughter is not stupid. She knows that no matter how she does, she is not as quick as the big demon of Canghai.

That's why he threw the letter to him.

Qingtianjun had to continue, who said that this was either someone else or his own daughter?

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...

The battle between Xishan and Xishan ancestor began quickly, and the winner was decided at dusk.

Xishan, covered in blood, stood on the top of Xishan, and the ancestor of Xishan, also covered in blood, stood opposite him.

The ancestor of Xishan really looked very old. The wrinkles on his face represent his past and those past times.

"I never thought that you could violate the vision of the Xishan clan for generations and not ask for the word "freedom"."
To be continued...