Qingyun's sword fairy in white

Chapter 140 News of Jin Ping'er
The barbaric headquarters, above the Temple of the Devil's Cult.

The snow that fell on the magic mountain had already begun to melt, Wan Youxuan looked at the members of the Demon Cult who had fled to the bottom of the mountain in a panic, and said helplessly, "When did I ever blame you, in fact, this is also my mother's request."

Speaking of this, he turned his eyes to the volcano that was frozen by him, and sighed softly: "A more violent eruption is about to begin, and the Devil's Cult's wild headquarters has been completely destroyed. I'm afraid we can't hide the news."

Bai Ruoli also looked at the volcano covered by Wanyouxuan's ice, then shook her head slightly, and said with a light smile: "Although the news cannot be hidden, the news of your return is different from the news of your return to Qingyun."

Hearing this, Wan Youxuan didn't turn his head to look at Bai Ruoli, but turned his eyes to the members of the Demon Cult who were fleeing further and further away.

After a while, he suddenly smiled and said, "I know, but I don't really want to know."

He paused for a moment, nine-colored divine flames gushed out from his body to envelop him and Bai Ruoli, and then continued: "When I worshiped Qingyun, I never thought that one day, I would..."

"boom!"

Before Wan Youxuan finished speaking, there was an incomparably loud roar, and the entire mountain that he had frozen just now exploded.

Countless broken rocks and unmelted extreme ice were blasted in all directions, and some rocks were even thrown at the fleeing members of the Demon Cult.

Immediately afterwards, a magma column about one hundred feet high and more than ten feet wide rose into the sky. Its momentum seemed to go straight to the sky. At the same time, black ash and smoke billowed up, completely covering the sky above the Demon Cult's wild headquarters.

Wan Jianyi and Bai Ruoli turned a blind eye to such a violent volcano. Under the shroud of nine-colored flames, everything seemed to avoid them, but they didn't just stay at the headquarters of the Demon Cult to challenge the power of the world. Instead, it slowly swept outside.

During this process, the two looked at the mountains below and couldn't help shaking their heads and sighing.

With the eruption of the first volcano, the mountains where the Devil's Cult's wild headquarters is located were all cracked, and there seemed to be magma flowing in the cracks.

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom"...

Wan Youxuan and Bai Ruoli had just left the inner circle of the Demon Mountain, when they saw the Demon Cult members gathered outside.

Both sides hadn't moved yet, when they suddenly heard countless abnormal noises from the mountains of the Wild Headquarters, and the extremely violent vibrations reached the feet of the Demon Cult people, temporarily stopping their thoughts.

It's just that the expressions of the Demon Cult's people changed drastically because of this, because it was the first time they had encountered this violent shock. This disaster seemed to be much more serious than they had expected.

After the earth shook wildly, the Magic Mountain range suddenly fell silent.

While everyone was looking at each other in blank dismay, countless layers of soil suddenly split open in the Moshan mountain range. There was an incomparably loud explosion sound in this wild desert, and then incomparably huge columns of magma rose into the sky.

In the eyes of Wan Youxuan and the others, there were at least a hundred magma columns exploding at the same time in the Devil's Sect Mountain Range at this time, and these magma columns were almost all over a hundred feet high, and all of them were more than ten feet wide.

Everyone on the field silently looked up at the sky. Because of the countless magma pillars shining, they saw endless black smoke, and the trend of this black smoke seemed to cover the entire wild desert.

And not far in front of them, there was also a giant column of magma rising into the sky. The terrifying temperature made even the cultivators on the field who were not affected by cold and heat feel very uncomfortable.

In front of such a huge magma column, it is almost impossible for people who fell into it or were right next to it to survive.

The expressions of the people in the headquarters of the Devil's Cult became more and more depressed. The devastated and magma-flowing Magic Mountain in front of them was their home that they had lived in for a hundred years!
Among the demon sects on the field, only those from the Hehuan sect didn't feel much, because they had never lived in the wild headquarters, and many of them even grew up in Xiaoyaojian.

As for Wan Youxuan, he didn't even feel it. After all, this is the headquarters of the Demon Cult, and it was also the place where Mingyuan once came into contact with the human world and passed down the inheritance.

However, looking at the almost completely destroyed Moshan mountain range, Wan Youxuan still sighed, it had nothing to do with his standpoint, but it was just a pity for the scenery of the Moshan mountain range.

But everything he and Bai Ruoli did at the headquarters of the Demon Cult was worthwhile. The two of them broke into the headquarters of the Demon Cult this time, not only destroying the reconstructed Shura Tataki, but also seriously injuring those who wanted to reappear in the human world. Underworld.

In addition to these two major events, they also severely damaged the Wan Du Sect, but killing the three disciples of the Poison God seems to have helped Qin Wuyan gain power?

But in the final analysis, the Wandu Sect was severely damaged, and the magma eruption of the Demon Mountain Range caused by the severe injury to Nether Abyss, the entire Wilderness headquarters was destroyed, and the strength of the Demon Cult was hit hard again.

Three years ago, the Devil's Cult was defeated at Tongtian Peak of Qingyun Gate. At that time, the overall strength had been damaged. In addition to the destruction of the Wilderness Headquarters this time, the Devil's Cult disciples in the Central Plains or the East China Sea needed to return to the Wilderness due to emotion and reason. once.

After all, Wilderness is the birthplace of the Devil's Cult. Their final retreat, even if they don't come back to stay, they have to come back to rebuild and give some support.

Moreover, Ghost King Zong couldn't stay out of the complete destruction this time, so he had to come back to express his support.

But what Wan Youxuan was looking forward to the most was how Qinglong and Baihu would react when they heard the news. After all, they were the four great envoys of the Demon Cult.

Thinking of this, Wan Youxuan couldn't help laughing, which made many people in the Demon Cult who had been following him very angry, but they didn't have the courage to rush forward.

Because everything is destroyed, what else can I do? If I go up to die, what if there is a lack of manpower to rebuild the wild temple?So they still resentfully gave up the idea of ​​besieging Wan Youxuan.

Wan Youxuan also noticed the hatred eyes of these people, but he didn't express anything, but quietly looked at the magnificent magma in front of him.

But he has already let them go once, if they still want to attack at this time, then he will not show mercy again, but will kill all the shots.

Time passed, and seeing that the erupting magma had gradually fallen, Wan Youxuan had no intention of watching anymore, and nodded slightly to Bai Ruoli beside him, and the two of them turned into streamers and left this place.

Jin Ping'er, who was in the crowd of the Hehuan Sect of the Demon Sect, saw Wan Youxuan and Bai Ruoli leaving, his eyes flickered slightly, and after whispering something to a disciple of the Hehuan Sect beside him, he also turned into a purple light and left the Demon Sect. The periphery of the mountain range.

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The sun is rising in the east, a sand dune in the wild desert.

Wan Youxuan and Bai Ruoli stood side by side, looking at the sun quietly, after a while, Wan Youxuan said: "Since you are here, come out."

As soon as he finished speaking, a purple glow fell beside the two of them, and then the figure of Jin Ping'er appeared.

Wan Youxuan turned to look at Jin Ping'er, smiled lightly and said, "Master Miao, why are you here, to see your savior?"

Jin Ping'er gave Wan Youxuan a blank look, and said angrily, "My savior is Mr. Bai, what's your business? If it wasn't for the last battle between righteousness and evil, I would not have known that Mr. Bing is actually a disciple of Qingyun Sect."

Before Wan Youxuan could speak, he hurriedly said: "Wait, I only killed bald donkeys at that time! I didn't kill you Qingyun disciples, so it was considered a face for you, right?"

Wan Youxuan froze for a moment, with a genuine smile on his face, he just opened his mouth and said, "You're smart!"

Jin Ping'er curled her lips, didn't say anything, just stared at Wan Youxuan, which made Wan Youxuan feel helpless, and said: "Master Miao, the charm technique is useless to me, don't try it."

Only then did Jin Ping'er look away, lowered her head and sighed: "Oh, my charm technique has been ineffective for you two, and Mr. Bai is fine, how can you do it?"

Wan Youxuan smiled, and did not answer her question, but said: "You still use the Zimang blade, you have cultivated to the point of accepting Yin and returning to the abyss, it is amazing, it is in harmony with your own Qi."

Jin Ping'er saw the smiles on Wan Youxuan and Bai Ruoli's faces gradually disappearing from just now, and stared at Wan Youxuan viciously, but Wan Youxuan pretended not to see it, and continued: "Master Miao, although you are pure Yin The body is connected spiritually with the Zimang Blade, which is such an extremely sinister magic weapon, but you should also know that lonely yin does not last long."

Jin Ping'er's expression became more and more cold, but Wan Youxuan continued: "Last time I told you to give up the Zimang Blade, but you still have to practice it forcibly. Although this Zimang Blade is powerful, the blood on your body has already begun to be affected. damage. If you insist on using it in the future, it may be difficult to save Dao Xing."

Speaking of this, Wan Youxuan smiled at Jin Ping'er, and said with a light smile, "How is it? The suggestion I made last time was to quit the Acacia faction, and give me the Zimang blade, and I will give you a magic weapon that suits you?"

Jin Ping'er took a deep breath, adjusted her emotions, and said in a bad mood: "Don't tempt me, my master treats me very well, if you didn't save me, I would kill you now."

Wan Youxuan shook his head with a smile, and said: "You are not as old as me, and you kill and kill all day long. I almost wiped out the Wandu family. How many people have you killed?"

"you!"

Jin Ping'er was really annoyed, but she also felt a little relieved. She was rescued by Wan Youxuan and Bai Ruoli back then, and they didn't know each other's identities, but they really got along for a while, and it was also the time she cherished the most.

Afterwards, when she found out that the other party was a member of the Qingyun Sect, she was still a little disappointed, worried that this friendship would be lost, so seeing Wan Youxuan teasing her as usual, she was not only annoyed, but also a little happy.

So she said, "Forget it, I won't argue with you. If I argue with you, I'm afraid I will die of anger."

Speaking of this, she seemed to think of something, and continued: "By the way, did you come to Manhuang to find a sword, the sword body is forged from red soul, the whole body is red, and there seems to be fierce flames surrounding the sword body?"

Wan Youxuan was stunned again, Jin Ping'er guessed everything, and said: "I don't want to lie to you, yes, but how did you know?"

Jin Ping'er smiled, did not use the Charm Technique, and said: "I guessed it from your Wangshu Sword, but you asked me to quit the Hehuan Sect, do you want to hand over the Wangshu Sword to me?"

Wan Youxuan was noncommittal, and then said: "Guess it? Do you have any news."

Jin Ping'er became proud, glared at Wan Youxuan, and said, "Yes, but why should I tell you?"

Wan Youxuan smiled lightly: "Get that sword, and I will help you solve the problem of not growing lonely."

Jin Ping'er pondered for a while before opening his mouth and said: "There is a place in the wild desert where smoke often rises from the mountains, but there is no cloud and mist, and the flames are like torches at night."

"No grass grows, and the birds are invisible. And whenever the sun is in the sky, the sandstone is scorching and shining, and the hot air flow is tumbling up, and then the flames are raging, and the tongue of fire touches the sky."

Speaking of this, she seemed to be thinking, and then continued after a while: "Actually, I don't know if that is the place you are looking for, but someone has seen a phantom of a sword there. It is what I just said, The body of the sword is forged from the red soul, the whole body is red, and there seems to be a phantom of fierce flames surrounding the body of the sword."

"And some people from the Holy Cult have gone in to investigate, but those who went in, once they were contaminated with the flames there, they couldn't be extinguished, and then they were burned alive!"

When Jin Ping'er said this, she looked at Wan Youxuan again, and after seeing his relaxed face, she sighed: "I didn't scare you, it's all true, that kind of flame can't be extinguished, and it can't be frozen."

Wan Youxuan smiled and said, "Have you forgotten my identity? I'm not afraid of flames. Perhaps my mother and I can take out that sword."

Only then did Jin Ping'er come to her senses, and said helplessly: "You have always regarded yourself as a disciple of Qingyun, how could I have thought of the Holy Envoy of Suzaku in the first place, that's right, maybe only you can enter."

"Well, this place is three hundred miles to the west from here. It is a mountain range full of flames, which should be very conspicuous. Since only you can enter, then this sword is really destined for you."

After seeing Wan Youxuan's unceremonious nod, Jin Ping'er felt a little helpless, and said, "Okay, I've told you everything, should you tell me the way to deal with my Zimang Blade?"

Wan Youxuan looked towards the west, and said with a smile: "The solution lies in that sword, so I have to wait for me to find that sword. Besides, I mean to help you solve it, not to tell you the solution. .”

Jin Ping'er took another deep breath, and then said: "Okay, then I will go with you, and after you get it, help me solve the problem of the purple mans blade hurting my blood."

Wan Youxuan smiled and said, "Okay."

……

In the mountains where the sun had set and the flames had dissipated, a slender figure in light yellow clothes seemed to be standing a little lonely on the peak in the center of the mountains.

There was still a trace of hot breeze in the mountains, gently brushing past her side, and the last afterglow of the sunset also fell on her body.

The yellow dress she was wearing was fluttering in the wind, and her soul-stirring eyes seemed to be a little confused at this moment, staring blankly at the edge of the mountain range, watching the same woman in red slowly leaving. Going like a snow-white figure.

The white-clothed figure never looked back, and was chatting and laughing with the red-clothed woman beside him, the front of the white-clothed figure was already reflected in the darkness.

But the figure in white and the woman in red walked forward without the slightest thought, and stepped into the darkness after a while.

That handsome figure in snow-white clothes.

That heart-warming smile.

Maybe the next time we meet, we will really be the enemy of life and death.

The afterglow disappeared, and boundless darkness rushed over. There was no star at all tonight, so the lonely figure of the woman in yellow was hidden in the boundless night.

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(End of this chapter)