Little junior sister, she cried in the world of cultivating immortals

There are flowers blooming outside the house, but people are already leaving the room to cool down their tea.

Today's Qingxuan World is on the right track. Under the leadership of the five major sects, the barriers with various places are also being opened in sequence. The first one to lift the seal is the Soul World.

After half a year of negotiations, the two parties finally no longer have to face each other with swords, although there is more of a superficial peace.

Head Le Feng became busier and busier, and Fu Yichen had more and more things to do. Even he, an elder who rarely appeared in public, had to show up from time to time.

But even though no one in the world may believe that his apprentice is still alive, no one remembers her, and no one pays attention to her anymore, Gu Changheng still believes that she is still alive!

Just like when everyone thought he was going to die...he cut off everything and climbed out alive!

The Sky Star Flower outside Xinghai Palace was still blooming so well, how could his disciple perish?
Probably no one thought that after Lu Qingye disappeared, he still refused to believe that she had fallen, and the person who still persisted in searching was actually the ruthless Dao Yuanying True Lord who went to Xiaoyao Peak of Yaozong!
Within the demon tribe Bai Linghu Clan, Bai Feng looked at the stone door that was still closed, his brows furrowed.

It has been half a year since the news of Lu Qingye's death came from the Taoist sect. Bai Feng banned anyone in the clan from mentioning the news to avoid Jiuji learning about it.

But in the end he still found out.

In just two years, Jiuji had already carved a bloody path in the western demon tribe and became a new generation of genius demon king.

The demon cultivators talked about the demon king, and now who doesn’t know that there is such a genius little demon king in his Bailinghu clan!

But now Jiuji locked himself in a stone chamber for half a year because of that person Xiu!

Nobody is there!

Is one's cultivation really that important?There are so many descendants of their Bai Linghu clan, but they can't even compete with one person?

However, the situation in the Qingxuan Realm has changed drastically. Since the emergence of the Soul Realm, several other regions have begun to want to unblock it. Naturally, the demon clan is also preparing for this.

Although they have long-standing grievances with the Taoist sect, facing such a danger in the upper realm, many demon cultivator elders in the demon alliance are naturally willing to join forces with human cultivators to unblock them first and overcome this difficulty. The rest will depend on who is more capable!
The seal has been opened. If you want to seal it again, it is not the Taoist cultivators who have the final say!
And this period of time is a good time to expand his power and gather the monsters. Bai Feng doesn't want Jiuji to miss it...

In the stone room, Jiuji closed his eyes tightly.

He tried his best to find the location of the contract formation between him and Lu Qingye, but the contract formation between them seemed to disappear with Lu Qingye's disappearance...

Black velvet flowers bloomed all over the shores of Kuze Lake. Lu Qingye was awakened by a burst of itching, and she slowly opened her eyes.

There was some dim light in front of her, which she quickly adapted to.

After seeing the scene in front of him clearly, Lu Qingye was slightly stunned.

She was lying in a ball of hay, and the simple thatched house seemed about to collapse if the wind blew.

Through the gap in the thatched house, she saw the outside world.

The gray sky, the endless black flowers, and the black-green lake don't look like Fenghui Island.

Lu Qingye's thoughts turned and he frowned more and more when he thought about what happened at the last moment.

Was she swept somewhere by that spatial turbulence, or was she discovered and fished out of the sea?
Lu Qingye climbed up from the haystack.

"hiss!"

Her movements involved wounds torn apart by the turbulent flow of space.