This form alone is already difficult to deal with, and with an extra sword, wouldn't it be like adding wings to a tiger?

Xie Lian had a bad feeling and shouted to the people below, “Everyone, be careful!”

The ghosts were busy beating the rat. Upon hearing this, they all looked up and exclaimed, "What a big Dabogong... No, thank you Taoist priest!"

"The city lord seems to be having a lot of fun up there!"

Xie Lian said, "No, we are not playing..." Before he finished speaking, the burning sword came slashing at him with overwhelming murderous aura. Xie Lian let go of his hand and barely avoided it, secretly frightened by the sword energy and heat wave of this attack.

The giant stone statue had been barely able to contend with the opponent to begin with, but now it was completely unable to fight back!

In this critical situation, he couldn't help but want to summon a few more martial gods to help, but Quan Yizhen was now wandering in the black water with the broken body of the bone dragon to heal his wounds. Lang Qianqiu had to use one person as a hundred people to support the increasingly frantic resentful spirits in the human formation. Feng Xinmuqing hadn't been seen since he came down for some reason. Only Pei Ming was free, but he was also charred all over, killing mice and blowing smoke rings, and he refused to be outdone by the Rain Master. He was probably not reliable, and there was no one available!

At this time, a voice on the ground said: "Wait, Your Highness! Your sword is coming soon!"

The one who called out was the Imperial Master. Xie Lian rushed to the Jade Crown Platform and asked, "What? Where is my sword?"

The Imperial Master cupped his hands around his mouth and said, "Blood Rain Seeking Flowers, the land is shrinking by a thousand miles! We have reached the Copper Furnace Mountain! Here comes the sword!"

Hua Cheng decisively threw a dice and said, "Open!"

Something rumbled in the dark clouds above. After a moment, Xie Lian narrowed his eyes slightly and looked up.

There really is a sword!

The statue leaped up, long sword in hand. Xie Lian clenched his hands into a seal. The giant stone statue also clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand and swung the sword towards "Xianjing"!

The opponent immediately raised his sword to meet the attack. However, when the two swords collided, something happened that no one expected—the sword in Xie Lian’s hand directly cut off the giant flaming sword!

Amid the earth-shaking sound of metal and stone breaking, the demon fire giant stopped dead in his tracks.

Suddenly, it broke into pieces, and then fell rapidly to the ground.

Xie Lian had never expected that this sword would be so powerful and could kill with one strike? He was completely stunned when he saw the sword in the giant stone statue's hand.

The light is flowing, and it is extremely sharp. What kind of sword is this?

Thinking of the time when the Imperial Master asked Hua Cheng to drive the Shrinking Earth Thousand Miles to the Tonglu Mountain, he immediately understood - this was probably a sword made from the bodies of those three mountain monsters!

However, there was no time to think about it now. If this huge thing fell down, it would not be fun. Xie Lian immediately controlled the giant stone statue to fly down, hugged the large group of stones that were about to fall apart, changed direction, flew to the side for a distance, and carefully chose a more remote place to land. Finally, the giant stone statue put the sword back into its waist, stood still, holding the sword with one hand and holding the two people in the palm of the other hand, like picking flowers, motionless, smiling again, returning to the posture of the flower crown martial god.

Not a single rock fell to the ground. No one in the imperial city was hurt!

After a long while, everyone on the ground looked at each other in bewilderment, and then they said, "Done...done?"

Xie Lian and Hua Cheng also jumped down from the palm of the giant stone statue and joined the others. Shi Qingxuan's cold sweat had already turned into hot sweat. He put the Wind Master Fan, which had broken again after fanning it, back to his waist, limped over, and said, "Your Highness the Crown Prince! Are you okay? Is it resolved?"

A few other priests also came over: "Emperor...Where is Jun Wu? Your Highness, did you defeat him? Is he dead?"

The Imperial Master at the side said, "How is that possible? Your Highness the Crown Prince...he won't be defeated so easily."

Hua Cheng extended his hand to Xie Lian and said, "Brother, let's go up and look for him."

Xie Lian nodded and gave him his hand. Hua Cheng gently pulled him up to the ruins. The ghosts had already lost interest in the beaten corpse rats and jumped up, shouting enthusiastically that they wanted to "rob the Immortal Capital". However, Hua Cheng said, "Stay away, and do not approach any strangers or non-humans." Otherwise, if they really ran into Jun Wu, they would be killed. Hearing this, the ghosts had no choice but to jump back and continue to guard below.

However, there was no trace of Jun Wu in the former Immortal Capital that had been chopped into ruins. Xie Lian and Hua Cheng searched for a while, and then lifted the golden roof of the dilapidated Shenwu Temple, but did not see anyone.

At this time, Lang Qianqiu suddenly said to Pei Ming: "General Pei! I have something important to do. Can you come and help me?"

Pei Ming had killed fewer rats than Master Yu, and was feeling frustrated. He was inexplicably dragged over to fight. He rubbed his nose and said nothing. Lang Qianqiu jumped onto the ruins and rummaged around. Finally, he lifted up a collapsed roof and said, "Found it!"

Upon hearing this, Xie Lian went over and said, “Qianqiu, be careful!”

He thought Lang Qianqiu had found Jun Wu, but what he found was a charred mass, like a huge curled up insect shell, with a small coughing sound coming from inside.

Xie Lian’s heart tightened, and he and Lang Qianqiu quickly peeled off the charred shell. Unexpectedly, a little child rolled out from inside, curled up with its head in its arms, its whole body red, as if it had been burned, but its life was not in danger, and it was still coughing.

After he rolled out, a ball of green will-o'-the-wisp also floated out stealthily. Xie Lian said, “This is…”

Lang Qianqiu grabbed the ghost fire, his eyes blazing with fire, and said, "God has a will and has made sure that you, Qi Rong, are not dead yet and have fallen into my hands!"

Now, Qi Rong has become a real "night wanderer with a green lantern". It seems that when Jun Wu threw out that fire, Qi Rong protected Gu Zi, so the kid didn't get burned to death. Xie Lian couldn't help but feel a little surprised. After all, with Qi Rong's personality, if he got into trouble, he would throw Gu Zi out to block the fire.

Hua Cheng saw what he was thinking right away and said, "Even if he threw that kid out to block the fire, he wouldn't be able to block much and would be burned to ashes in an instant. To him, blocking and protecting are not that different."

That makes sense, but that was also a bit of a cover-up. Qi Rong was burned to a ball of green ghost fire, which had not yet dispersed. Lang Qianqiu caught him and he screamed in fear. Gu Zi, who had just been rescued, woke up immediately, hugged Lang Qianqiu's legs, and said, "Brother, don't kill my father!"

Lang Qianqiu said angrily, "Let go! I warn you, it's useless for you to beg me, I won't show mercy!" After saying that, he held on tighter. Qi Rong was his enemy who had exterminated his clan, so Xie Lian couldn't intervene in this matter. However, he was afraid that he might accidentally hurt Gu Zi in anger, so he wanted to go up and pull Gu Zi away first, but Gu Zi rushed over and hugged him again, saying, "Brother Polan, save my dad!"

Xie Lian said, “Guzi… that guy is really not your father. Look at how he treats you, don’t you know?”

Gu Zi said, "That's my father! My father was not nice to me before, but later he treated me very well. He often gave me meat to eat and said he would take me to live in a beautiful big house... He treated me very well. Bro, can you save him?"

Qi Rong started to curse: "Don't ask him, you stupid son! This black-hearted snow lotus will not save you! He wishes I were dead, he doesn't care if I live or die!"

Hua Cheng glanced sideways and asked, "Are you worried that Lang Qianqiu won't be able to kill you, so you must let me participate?"

Qi Rong was still very afraid of him. When he heard him speak, the whole ball of ghost fire shrank. But he was going to die anyway, so he just went for it and said, "Gou Huacheng, I'm not afraid of you! Xie Lian, don't think I don't know that I regard you as a god, but you! What do you think of me? You don't take me seriously at all! You despise me, think I'm a fool, a lunatic, I'm sick, and you despise me. You never look down on me! What qualifications do you have to look down on me? You can't even destroy Yong'an, you're a waste!"

"you……"

Xie Lian only said one word. Although Hua Cheng did not move, he sensed something and quickly pulled him back, saying, “Forget it, forget it.”

Hua Cheng didn't even bother to put on a fake smile, he just snorted and said, "So what if I look down on you? Is there anything about you that people can look down on from head to toe?"

Qi Rong was indignant and said angrily, "Pooh, pooh, pooh! You, you look down on me, so what? I... I... I have a son!"

“…”

“…”

Qi Rong laughed wildly: "Hehe! Even though it's a cheap find, it's better than a coward like you who will have no descendants! You won't be able to have one even after another eight hundred years! Hehe hahahaha..."

Xie Lian and Hua Cheng looked at each other in silence. Hua Cheng didn't want to waste words with Qi Rong anymore, so he just raised his eyebrows at Xie Lian and mouthed, "That's not necessarily true."

Xie Lian knew he was joking, so he smiled helplessly. But as he laughed, Qi Rong's laughter became quieter and quieter. The green will-o'-the-wisp that was jumping up and down finally went out.

Lang Qianqiu didn't know whether Qi Rong's will-o'-the-wisp went out by itself or was extinguished by him, he was stunned. Gu Zi was also stunned, he went up to pry open his fingers one by one, but didn't see anything, he fumbled in the charred residue on the ground, his hands were full of black ash, and he didn't see the green light, he couldn't help but pull the corner of Lang Qianqiu's clothes, saying: "Where's my father..."

He asked Lang Qianqiu, who didn't know what to say, and looked at Xie Lian. Xie Lian didn't know what to say, either, so he sighed and turned away. Behind him, Gu Zi kept asking questions: "Brother, where is my father? Is he still alive? He said he has cultivated to become something... the most powerful king in the Three Realms, and he won't die. Is he still alive?"

The annoying look on his face finally disappeared.

However, Xie Lian not only didn’t know what to say, he didn’t even know what his mood was at the moment.

In fact, thinking about it carefully, he really couldn't refute what Qi Rong said. From childhood to adulthood, he really didn't think much of this cousin.

At first, he felt pity for Qi Rong, but later, he felt helpless, had a headache, and tried his best to ignore her. If you must say that he "disdained" Qi Rong, it seems... he did dislike her.

It's more than just disgust. I once hated Qi Rong so much that I wanted to grind his ashes and scatter them all over the country. But after so much time and so many things, looking back at Qi Rong, I really feel nothing but annoyance and tiredness. Maybe it's even disgust plus a little indifference.

Neither happy nor sad.

After searching for a while, nothing was found. After descending from the ruins, Shi Qingxuan waited on the ground for a long time and said, "Your Highness, how is it?"

Xie Lian shook his head and said, “I didn’t find him.”

"How come we didn't find it?!"

The priests discussed it, "Could he really be dead? Turned to ashes or something like that?"

"If it's hidden, that would be terrible!"

"Where can you hide it? There are so many people watching."

Shi Qingxuan looked around and said, "Your Highness, I have a question that I have been wanting to ask since a while ago. Where are Nanyang and Xuanzhen?"

Really, everyone hadn't seen Feng Xin and Mu Qing for a while. The priests started talking again: "Could it be that the two generals are like General Pei, locked up in their own palace in Xianjing and not coming out?"

"No way... I saw General Nanyang coming out! And he seemed to be looking for someone..."