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Chapter 142: There are thousands of knots in the heart, all dharmas belong to fate

Demon camp.

Listening to the various intelligences transmitted by the demon clan subordinates, Asura couldn't help but feel like fighting. Even Asura didn't know many hidden threads of various intelligences.

"Great Master." The Demon sighed softly: "In just five days, neither the demon clan nor the human clan had any abnormal movements to us. However, the spies we placed in the two clans had already broken all connections. There were even a few dark lines that had just developed, but today they were sent back to their heads. But so far, we have not found out who was taking action."

"News came from the Ghost Gate." The three-headed demon shook his head: "The Ghost Gate cut off all the connections with us, and even sent back some of the heavy gifts we had sent before. Yang Wenjun and some human elites wandered outside the demon camp, but did not take the initiative. When we made a big move, they avoided fighting."

"This,,,," Asura's face was as deep as water.

Whether it was his high spirits when he first entered the battlefield or the planning of all parties on the battlefield, Asura had never been so passive.

However, the current situation caught Asura off guard.

"Master, what should we do now?" A strange color flashed in the eyes of the three-headed demons: "In the journey of the small world, the demons have offended the demons to death, and now they have hated us to the core. The revenge that the demons and the humans for millions of years have long reached the point of never ending. The ghost gate is betrayal at this time, which has even caused our demons to fall into a dead end. In my opinion, it is better to report back to the Demon Lord, who is the Demon Lord, to decide what to do with the Demon Lord?"

But Asura shook his head.

Even in this moment, Asura's eyes were filled with indifference.

The three-headed demon wanted to speak but stopped, but finally he just sighed.

"At the realm of the Demon Lord, you can reach the world in one thought." Asura sighed lightly: "What happened here, do you think you can hide from the eyes and ears of the Demon Lord? The Demon's Dharma Protector General practiced in the charity village hundreds of miles away, and could reach it in one thought. They didn't just ask about Qiuyue Mountain, and they wanted to solve it themselves. We are the strongest people in the younger generation of the Demon Lord. If they need to ask about anything, we will no longer have the value of existence."

"But,,,,,"

"Nothing is not true." A glimmer flashed in Asura's eyes: "Even if the two human demons join forces and the Ghost Sect is betrayal, what are the fears of my demons? Even if we step into this Qiuyue Mountain, we all come with the will of death. Even if we all die here, we should not retreat a little."

A clear song.

Leng Qiuyue's red lips were lightly separated from the jade flute, but her eyes were full of helplessness.

Although Zhuo Junlin is much younger than himself, in front of Zhuo Junlin, he always seems like a child who never grows up.

However, Zhuo Junlin's existence is becoming more and more dazzling.

Zhuo Junlin was just an ordinary disciple of the Lingzheng Sect. His cultivation level was far better than Zhuo Junlin. Although he had different backgrounds, he was considered a match.

However, Zhuo Junlin is now an existence that can walk side by side with the legendary geniuses of human race.

I am still just a cold autumn moon.

Even the current Qiuyue Mountain tribe has almost been killed or injured. Except for a few main leaders, the surviving Qiuyue Mountain brothers are only in the same number as the palms, and everyone is injured. Now, the people in Qiuyue Mountain are equivalent to a group of homeless ghosts.

After all, the child has embarked on a different path than himself.

A leap path that can soar into the sky, and even a peerless genius who will remember the heavy rituals of the human race in the future.

"what's on your mind?"

An old voice sounded, but a strange color flashed through Leng Qiuyue's eyes. For this voice, although she had never seen the owner of the sound, she felt extremely familiar.

It is the master of the old voice who uses the supreme magical powers to wash the meridians and marrow, allowing himself to directly enter the peak realm of the God Transformation Realm from the Shackle Realm. Such incredible means make me still feel like a fantasy when thinking about it now.

"Master." Leng Qiuyue couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"You are still conscious of your appearance, not like that little bastard." An old voice sounded: "If that little thing is half as clever as you are, I wouldn't have been worried about it until now."

"This,,,," Leng Qiuyue couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Aren't you used to it?" The old voice sounded: "Why did the girl who once was so confident, treat the men in the world as nothing and ignores secular words become like this?"

Leng Qiuyue wanted to speak but stopped: "I,,,"

"The growth rate of that little guy is indeed a bit surprising." The old voice sighed: "But just this level makes you lose the confidence you deserve?"

Leng Qiuyue couldn't help but be stunned.

"There are thousands of knots in the heart, and all things are fate. I work hard to wash the meridians and marrow for you, so that you can become a cultivator who can be proud of the world." The old man sighed softly: "To tell you the truth, in my eyes, your future achievements may not be weaker than that little guy. As long as you do what you want to do, it will be fine, but I am very optimistic about you."

"Master, you,,,,," Leng Qiuyue's face changed slightly.

"The brothers of Qiuyue Mountain stayed in Qiuyue Mountain, and it would not be like Meng Xiaoyun for the benefit of the human race." The old man sighed softly: "If it weren't for finding out the source, with your nature, would all the brothers of Qiuyue Mountain stay? That thing was born to be close to you."

"Holy weapon?" Leng Qiuyue's face changed drastically: "Master, are you kidding? Qiuyue Mountain is now full of experts. Not to mention the strong men of the Ghost Sect and the Demon Clan, even the masters and disciples of the human race are absolutely inadequate. How can you dare to make a holy weapon? Legend has it that the holy weapon is born, accompanied by endless bloody storms, and the disciples are afraid they are powerless."

"Whether you succeed or not, try your best." The old man sighed: "For you, this is an excellent opportunity. As long as you can take down the holy weapon, you will definitely embark on a path to skyward."

Leng Qiuyue couldn't help but feel shocked,,,,,,,

A golden light soared into the sky.

Soaring straight into the sky.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, they are all within the range covered by golden light.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered together, and the rich spiritual energy seemed to turn into spiritual liquid, which only made the spiritual energy between heaven and earth dozens of times more powerful. The ups and downs of Qiuyue Mountain seemed to have become a fairyland on earth for a moment.

In a moment, countless eyes fell on the golden light.

Daxue Mountain.

A glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the man in blue: "What kind of holy weapon was born? It caused such a big noise. Even if the Qiankun Mirror was born back then, it did not cause such a big noise. I don't know who will eventually lose this holy weapon. The master of the holy weapon will definitely achieve unlimited future achievements."

Blue Sky Gate.

The old Taoist who closed his eyes and sleeped quietly opened his eyes empty, but his eyes were full of shock: "What is this? It actually causes such earth-shaking movement."

Then he calculated his fingers, but his eyes were even more surprised: "How could this happen? Even with my cultivation level, I can't calculate the origin of this holy weapon. Could it be that this is another holy weapon that can destroy the world, which is enough to hide the world and conceal the secrets of heaven?"

Buddhism.

An old monk with white hair sighed: "After waiting for millions of years, I finally welcomed the light of the past. I really don't know if anyone in the world can recognize this holy weapon."

Confucianism.

The beautiful woman's bright eyes lightly opens.

"What a restless thing." The beautiful woman sneered: "It seems that those existences are really worried. They have actually come to such a peerless weapon that is enough to destroy the world. Those existences are probably also experiencing some strange things,,,,"

The same sound rang between heaven and earth.

Many peerless creatures who only exist in the legend have flashed endless strange colors in their eyes.

Just a golden light that shone through the heavens has shocked all living beings in the world.
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