If the days were still peaceful in the sky, with bright lights and fireworks, and the sound of reading, then outside the country, the seven great passes and Tianhe City had completely fallen into blood and fire.
Ever since Luohou refined the Heart of the Demon Saint, the rest of the Saint Demon Clan, who had been sitting on the sidelines, finally stopped standing idly by.
Without any discussion, they all moved their troops in unison and began to enter the battlefield.
Perhaps they knew that the outcome was already decided and were eager to express their stance in order to avoid being liquidated after Luohou became a Demon Saint. Or perhaps they were eager to enter the market and share their cake and eat it.
In short, after the great victory at Guangling Pass, the counterattack of the demons immediately followed and attacked in an all-out manner.
The second war between Taoism and demons has finally officially begun.
With enemies in all areas, Guangling Pass was unable to expand its victory.
Because the monks from various domains need to return to their respective domains as quickly as possible.
The demons' counterattack this time was particularly fierce.
——This time, all the demons in the entire region will send out troops together, so they don’t have to worry about the rear anymore, they can just concentrate on the front battlefield and give it their all.
The overwhelming demon army came roaring in like a swarm of locusts.
The evil spirit was rising to the sky, as if it was going to change the world.
The originally blue sky was now filled with thick demonic clouds.
Occasionally, sunlight shines through the magic clouds onto the earth, but it is a dark magic light that makes people feel extremely depressed.
Faced with the demons' all-out attack, the human race, which had been preparing for 20,000 years, also burst out with extremely astonishing energy.
In just one month, the seven passes and the walls of Tianhe City were turned into a huge meat grinder.
The human race has prepared many things for this inevitable war, including but not limited to powerful talismans, disposable magic weapons, large-scale war instruments...
The demons were also prepared.
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Outside Yanlan Pass, the camp of the giant demon army stretched for a thousand miles, and in the center rose thirty-six stone pillars that reached into the sky.
On top of the stone pillar, there are green magic vines entwined.
Then, dark green demonic energy rolled out from the stone pillar, rising into the sky, twisting and changing in the sky. In the end, it actually formed a lifelike image of a demon god.
It looks like a human but not a human, like an animal but not an animal. It is ten thousand feet tall, with only one eye on its huge head. It holds a huge stick in its hand, and exudes a murderous aura.
The magic light shines, interweaving into a bizarre scene.
The symbol of the giant demon clan, the giant god.
The demon king of the giant spirit clan stood in front of the giant spirit statue, grinning fiercely, "The giant spirit demon god has come out, who can stop our clan?"
"Giant Spirit God!"
"Giant Spirit God!"
The demon army was in an uproar. Countless demon cultivators looked up at the burly giant statue, their eyes bloodshot, filled with madness and fanaticism, and shouted the name of the giant god to their heart's content.
It seemed like it was not just a name, but a spell that could give them unlimited power.
When tens of thousands of people shouted together, it was like a landslide and a tsunami. At this time, millions and tens of millions of demon cultivators shouted loudly, and the scene was like the collapse of the sky and the earth.
Even though the monks at Yanlan Pass were more resilient than ordinary people, they could not help but tremble in their hearts and felt great terror at the sound of such heart-shaking shouts.
The next moment, amid the shouts of the demon cultivators, the giant demon god rushed out of the area of ​​​​thirty-six stone pillars, with his one eye wide open, waving the huge stick in his hand, and smashed it towards the wall of Yanlan Pass that was protected by the spiritual light of the formation.
A huge shadow looms over Yanlan Pass.
The monk from Yanlan Pass's face changed drastically, and he actually felt a sense of oppression that Yanlan Pass would be breached at any moment, and he quickly mobilized his magic power to resist.
One after another brilliant magic spells rose into the sky and blasted towards the giant spirit god.
Boom boom boom boom!
However, the giant spirit before him had infinite power, like the devil himself.
All the spells burned in the magic light emitted by the giant spirit, turning into ashes one by one. Then the giant spirit continued to move forward and pressed towards Yanlan Pass.
All the monks at Yanlan Pass looked up at the shadow, their hearts trembling. If this was not a war of races, this giant statue would be able to knock down the morale of one side in an instant.
But precisely because the nature of this war is different, facing this boundless terror, the human monks instead developed a determination to die under the fatal threat.
All the monks on the city wall tried their best, displaying their most proud spells, their most powerful magic weapons, and their most secret means without reservation.
At some point, a cannon-like magical weapon appeared on the wall of Yanlan Pass. It was crystal blue and extremely huge.
This is one of the foundations that Yanlan Pass has prepared for this war, a large-scale war weapon of quasi-Taoist quality inspired by ordinary artillery, Zhongtian Lingwu!
Zhongtian Lingwu is extremely powerful, but its energy consumption is also extremely terrifying. Every time it fires, it consumes a year's worth of wealth from a large city. It is only used in the most critical moments.
Clearly, now is that time.
"Fire!"
With a roar, in an instant, a thick beam of light gushed out and hit the giant spirit's head heavily.
In an instant, brilliant spiritual light and demonic light crisscrossed in the sky, collapsing and disappearing each other.
The dazzling light even submerged the huge body of the giant spirit.
Coupled with the attacks from the monks at Yanlan Pass, even a giant with overwhelming power like the giant spirit could not help but tilt his body backwards and fall heavily to the ground.
It directly smashed a deep pit on the ground, stirred up dust all over the sky, and the huge sky-high stick also rolled to the side.
However, Xia Zhao stood on the city wall and watched the giant spirit fall to the ground with his own eyes, and a greater sense of crisis surged in his heart.
"This giant spirit god is the giant spirit demon clan's trump card. It is impossible for him to be defeated like this."
Her spiritual perception has always been very effective.
Amidst the dust in the sky, a huge hand as big as a mountain suddenly stretched out.
The Yanlan Pass monks on the city wall had not yet reacted before their vision was covered by darkness.
That hand slapped down towards Yanlan Pass with the force of destroying the world.
With a bang, it hit the ancestral formation of Yanlan Pass.
Where the giant palm touched the ancestral formation, spiritual light overflowed and continued to dissipate.
That giant palm pressed down with all its strength, so much so that the light shield formed by the ancestral formation was sunken a little at this moment, and was compressed inward rapidly.
"Fire again, quickly!" Seeing this horrifying scene happening, Zhongtian Lingwu once again accumulated spiritual light.
The spiritual light condensed into a dark blue beam that was even more terrifying than before. It instantly penetrated the void and blasted towards the center of the smoke and dust.
Wherever the beam of light passed, strong winds howled and torrents surged, sweeping away all the smoke and dust, revealing the huge and burly giant demon god's true form.
The giant demon's face was distorted and he let out a stiff laugh.
He clenched his other free hand into a fist, raised it high up, and after gathering strength, he swung it forward violently, hitting the terrifying column of spiritual light directly.
Bang!
The next moment, the column of spiritual light solidified in mid-air, and was about to enter a fierce stalemate with the fist of the giant demon god.
The aftermath spread out in all directions, some of it surged backwards like a sharp blade, directly tearing hundreds of unlucky demon monks into blood mist.
Some of them swept forward, causing violent ripples on the light shield formed by the Yanlan Pass ancestral formation.
The horror brought about by the outbreak of the war is the same for both sides of the war.
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Yumen Pass.
Torrents of demonic energy pierced through the sky and directly hit the huge light shield of the Changfeng Array.
Among the seven passes, Yumen Pass is both the strongest and the weakest.
The strongest one is that the one guarding the pass is the first Taoist sword sect of the human race, and he has two sword immortals, Xia Daoyun and Lu Qingshan.
The weakest part was that the Sword Sect had been through several battles in succession and had already suffered heavy damage. Of the two Sword Immortals, one was not at Yumen Pass, and the other was seriously injured and had not recovered yet. The whole sect was relying on its own luck to hold on.
Boom boom boom!
The offensive from the demons became increasingly fierce, and the light shield of the Changfeng Formation became increasingly thin. It was obvious that the next rest period was just around the corner.
Finally, under the gazes of both humans and demons, the light shield formed by the Changfeng Formation dissipated with a loud bang, and Yumen Pass was exposed nakedly to the demons' greedy gaze.
"Kill!" Chi Zun's cold eyes were fixed directly on Xia Daoyun on the top of the city wall.
He is the only one left among the three members of the Soldier Demon Clan, but he did not show even the slightest sign of being alone and weak, and he was very confident.
A moment later, Chi Zun attacked almost immediately. As the demonic energy surged, his bloodline talent completely erupted, and the monstrous demonic sword shot out like a rain of arrows.
whoosh whoosh whoosh!
High in the sky, countless magic swords pierced through the void , pointing directly at Xia Daoyun with incomparable ferocity.
The space was torn apart inch by inch at this moment.
Buzz!
Just as everyone's faces changed, a brilliant and vast sword light burst out from Xia Daoyun's body, rushing straight towards the rain of swords.
Under the impact of sword light, all the magic swords fell and were inserted diagonally into the vast ground in front of the Yumen Pass city wall.
The remaining sword light covered the charging wave of demon army. The vast and endless magic power surged, and these demon cultivators could not even utter a scream. They were completely wiped out without leaving any trace, and even their blood was completely destroyed.
The power of the Sword Immortal is so terrifying.
But facing the might that Xia Daoyun unleashed, Chi Zun just narrowed his eyes and watched, with an attitude that everything was under control.
It's not a pretense, but I am truly confident.
His attack from beginning to end was not aimed at killing Xia Daoyun - if the Sword Immortal was so easy to deal with, Yumen Pass would have been destroyed long ago.
What Chi Zun did was just to force Xia Daoyun to take action.
If this fearless and constantly sacrificing demon army was draining the power of the Changfeng Formation and the monks of Yumen Pass, then he was draining Xia Daoyun's luck.
Even if you have the aspiration to conquer thousands of miles, it will eventually come to an end.
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Once the battle between Taoism and demons begins, there will be no room for maneuver.
Thick dark clouds covered the sky and stayed there all day long, blocking out the sunlight.
Tianhe City.
The night deepens.
It is the real night, not the night when the sun is covered by evil clouds.
All directions were plunged into deep darkness, and there was no light to be seen for thousands of miles.
The brightly lit Tianhe City is like a lone boat in the boundless ocean.
Emperor Wu of Juque stood on the top of the city wall and looked across the sea.
The demon army surged in the night like a continuous wave, which was terrifying.
Seeing such a scene, even though the cultivators in Tianhe City were well-informed, they couldn't help but feel terrified.
"Master Qi, will Luohou really succeed?" In the depressing atmosphere, Emperor Juque Wu finally couldn't help but ask.
Next to him, in the darkness, stood an "old man" with white hair.
"I can feel that his aura is getting stronger and stronger. He is about to succeed." After a moment's silence, Qi Butian spoke slowly.
"But..." Juque Wudi gritted his teeth, his voice full of indescribable frustration, "Why can he be so successful? Is it that our human cultivation system is not as good as the demon race?"
To become an ancestor of the human race, one must undergo the baptism of the Heavenly Gate, but the demon race has no similar obstacles in becoming a saint.
This seems quite unfair.
"The ancestral realm is the ancestral realm, and the holy realm is the holy realm. The two are equal, but that doesn't mean their essences are the same," Qi Butian said softly, "Don't be too pessimistic. Don't we still have hope?"
Upon hearing this, Emperor Juque Wu seemed to have remembered the last hope, and a glimmer appeared in his eyes.
Although that hope seemed very slim to him, it was still a ray of hope.
The boundless darkness suppresses people to the point of making them go crazy. At times like this, they particularly need light, even if it is just a glimmer.
At the right time, a glimmer of light emerged.
From the thick evil clouds that not even the sun could penetrate, a waning moon emerged and cast its moonlight upon the world.
“There is no sunlight…” Qi Butian looked up at the sky and said to himself, “But, there is a bright moon in the sky, isn’t it?”
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Qingzhou.
Although Qingzhou covers an area of ​​30,000 miles and Jianghu is only a corner of it, there are still winds that rise from the tip of the green duckweed and waves that form from the ripples.
Deep in the mountains, at the entrance of a cave covered with vines.
Lu Qingshan stood in front of the cave entrance.
Qin Yitian stood behind him, just like always.
Lu Qingshan looked up at the bright moon in the sky.
Many years ago, he walked out of this corpse refining cave and looked up to see the bright moon in the sky.
Many years later, although he has come a very long way and experienced many storms, nothing seems to have changed here, and the moon is still in the sky.
The green mountains share the same wind and rain, and the bright moon is never in two places.
Lu Qingshan pushed aside the vines and walked in.
The corpse refining cave had long been abandoned and overgrown with weeds.
Go forward and go inward until you come to a deep cave.
In the cave, there was a pool of medium depth, but it had long been dry.
Lu Qingshan returned to the old place after a long time, not to reminisce the past, but to pursue something more important.
"This is the place where I came from, the place where I was born." Lu Qingshan said, pointing to the dried-up pond. This was a secret that Qin Yitian had never known, so she was also very surprised. It was hard for her to imagine how her own son could be born in a pond instead of in his mother's belly?
He continued to babble: "In my hometown, there is a famous saying, 'Don't forget your original intention, and you will succeed, so ..."
"But I still... don't know what to do," he said finally.
Even though he and Lu Qingshan had a mutual understanding and an unimaginable tacit understanding, Qin Yitian could not be sure at this moment whether what he said meant that he did not know how to succeed or that he did not know whether his current choice was correct or not.
He left Tianhe City to Qi Butian.
Put Guangling Pass aside.
Leave behind the increasingly bloody and cruel war between Taoism and demons.
He didn't even return to Yumen Pass, so Xia Daoyuan used his luck to prolong the life of Yumen Pass.
Li Qiubai once refused to enter Chang'an for ten thousand years, and now Lu Qingshan has a similar fate and a similar choice.
Similar choices bring similar pain.
But this does not mean that Lu Qingshan is irresponsible, it is just because he has a bigger responsibility to bear.
The responsibility was too great, so great that even the Nine Tribulations Sword Immortal could not bear it.
Unless you go up one more floor.
But how do we take that last step?
This is really a question worth thinking about for a long time.
While he was thinking, the battle between Taoism and demons and the great catastrophe of the human race were moving forward.
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In human culture, a person's name often has its origin or meaning, with the exception of extras.
For example, Chu Mushen and Dengtian Mushen.
For example, Xie Qingyun, riding on the blue cloud...
Green mountains are such a beautiful image.
It is the most lofty, the most stable, and the most reliable. It has been favored by countless literati and poets since ancient times and has many meanings.
But no matter how much meaning is given to it, its essence remains unchanged.
The storm is coming, and the green mountains are ahead.
That's just the nature of it.