In the thick gray mist, a white figure who seemed a little lonely and lonely was slowly walking from Zhaoyao Mountain to Zhaoyao Mountain along the thrilling charred soil.

This figure walking between the gray and black world is a girl in white clothes.

Although her face was covered with a layer of green gauze, even if it was just a back or a silhouette, it made people feel thrilling beauty.

Her figure can only be described as perfect, and her hands are like the most beautiful scenery in the gray and black world.

This girl in white, who was enough to make the most moving flowers in the world lose their color, did not walk quickly, and she did not use any magic, and even a trace of magic power fluctuation on her body did not spread. Because although she knew the mystery of the Wanjue Immortal Formation of Zhaoyao Mountain's protective magic array, she also knew that as long as she exposed a slight magic fluctuation in this area, she would immediately be noticed by the people in Zhaoyao Mountain.

Walking on this lifeless and scorched black land, the girl in white not only had no disgust expression between her eyebrows, but her eyebrows were filled with a look of respect.

Because she knew very well how this continuous mountainous land, including the valley where the black water accumulated was staring at the King of Northern Ming came from.

Forty years ago, the hillside here would bloom every summer, and the unknown red flowers would bloom. On this scorched black hillside, more than 500 masters of Zhaoyao Mountain were buried. In the valley where Zhaoyao Mountain and the invading Zhengdao Xuanmen finally fought, the last group of masters of Zhaoyao Mountain issued a mercury** at the cost of both their bodies and spirits, and then defeated the invading enemy.

Every inch of land here embodies the unyielding will of Zhaoyaoshan.

The girl in white walked quietly and respectfully in the gray-black world. Suddenly, she stopped. But in the thick fog not far away, a young man in green with beautiful eyes and bald little novice came out. This young man in green was Donghou Qingfu, whose body was reshaped after being defeated by Qilianliancheng.

"Junior sister, you really decided to leave Zhaoyaoshan?"

Donghou Qingfu, who appeared from the thick fog, looked at the girl in white who stopped and sighed slightly. He knew that no one could change the decision of his junior sister, but the King of Northern Ming has now ordered that all people from Zhaoyaoshan are not allowed to come out of the mountain, nor are they allowed to interfere in the battle between Qilianliancheng and Luobei, otherwise they will no longer be from Zhaoyaoshan. After leaving Zhaoyaoshan, they will not be allowed to enter Zhaoyaoshan again. Donghou Qingfu is also very clear that his junior sister has a completely different position in the heart of the King of Northern Ming, but there are so many people in Zhaoyaoshan who rely on the King of Northern Ming to force it into a group. Beihou Bai Liao and others have been watching. If the King of Northern Ming is unfair, they will definitely stand up and stand on the opposite side of the King of Northern Ming.

Of course, Donghou Qingfu did not think that Beihou Bai Liao and others could pose any threat to the Northern Ming King, but Zhaoyaoshan could not lose the existence of the Beihou Bai Liao. Therefore, Zhaoyaoshan must have a powerful king who will be fully implemented in any order. If she leaves Zhaoyaoshan today, she will really be unable to return to Zhaoyaoshan.

"If I don't leave, Zhaoyaoshan will never be Zhaoyaoshan again."

But looking at Donghou Qingfu, who had a deep worry in his eyes, the girl in white shook her head calmly, looked at Donghou Qingfu and asked, "Is Zhaoyao Mountain just a safe place to rest in our hearts?"

"You are right. If you don't help someone like Luo Bei, Zhaoyaoshan will lose its meaning of existence... But I think the master's consideration is not wrong." Donghou Qingfu took a deep breath and slowly vomited out, "Although our Zhaoyaoshan's strength is more than twice as powerful as forty years ago, in the past forty years, Kunlun's strength has become much stronger than forty years ago. We Zhaoyaoshan cannot withstand such losses."

"It's all about shaking the mountain."

The girl in white looked at Donghou Qingfu, "The master's decision is not wrong. There are many people in Zhaoyao Mountain who don't want to help Luobei. And I want to go out for Zhaoyao Mountain."

"I knew you wouldn't be convinced by me." Donghou Qingfu shook his head with a wry smile, and said seriously, "But Qilianliancheng is indeed a terrible opponent. He is extremely pedantic and persistent. As long as he determines something, he will not want to do anything else and complete it regardless of everything. Therefore, people like him either do not start, and once they start, they will definitely be free from leaks and count all possibilities."

After pausing, Donghou Qingfu added seriously: "It is precisely because of his nature that his cultivation speed is far more comparable to that of people. Now his cultivation may not even be able to defeat him."

"I know that my cultivation is much different from him, but if everyone in the world knows that it is impossible to do it but does not, then Kunlun can really control the life and death of everyone in the world."

"I know this too." Donghou Qingfu sighed, "But you got my point wrong. I don't think you don't have any chance, otherwise I wouldn't let you out."

The girl in white was slightly stunned. She didn't expect Donghou Qingfu to say such words.

"If you know where Luobei is, just spread it with all your might." Donghou Qingfu continued.

The girl in white asked, "Why?"

"I guess the master is not not not taking action, but to see what kind of storm Luobei will bring up, or to see how many people will be enemies of Luofu and Yuan Tianyi and Qilianlian City. He wants to see how powerful these people will have. If it is a pool of stagnant water, no matter how much effort we have to work on Zhaoyaoshan, we can't change the final result." Donghou Qingfu looked at the burnt black land and suddenly smiled, saying, "Try to spread the news, I believe that many people will stand up. I always feel that existences like Luofu will definitely burst out our unexpected power at the critical moment of life and death. And..." Donghou Qingfu paused and continued, "And... because of Luobei, I know that you are just because of him, not because of the identity of Luofu disciples, you have to go out to help him. I believe there will be people like you."

"Thank you, senior brother."

The girl in white gave a serious salute to Donghou Qingfa.

"Let's go."

Donghou Qingfu turned around and said, "I'll go out with you."

Although unlike others, Donghou Qingfu has great confidence in Luofu and Luobei, Donghou Qingfu is also very clear. This is just his own feeling, and he knows the power of Qilianlian City more than anyone else.

Although demon clans like them have a longer life span than ordinary people, over the past few decades, Donghou Qingfu has been used to seeing many people around him disappear one by one.

Perhaps, after accompanying her through this journey, she will never have a chance to meet again.

What Donghou Qingfu didn't know was that the fate between the girl in white and Luo Bei was still entangled with.

While the girl in white was about to go to Luo Bei's side, she also had to challenge her innate fate!

"Crazy woman..."

In the small bamboo building, the bright crimson on Mingruo's face did not fade away, but a faint smile appeared on her face.

The moment before the Poison Dragon Venerable was killed by her, when the two supreme forces were crushed together, Poison Dragon Venerable felt her thoughts, and she also felt some of the Poison Dragon Venerable's thoughts.

It was from the thoughts of Venerable Poison Dragon that the news that Luo Bei was the descendant of Luofu had been spread, so Mingruo knew that Qilianlian City would definitely come.

But at this time, Ming Ruo did not seem to consider Qilianliancheng, but felt a little funny because he felt that Venerable Poison Dragon cursed himself as a crazy woman before his death.

Now everyone in Cihang Jingzhai already knew the fact that the vitality in Mingruo's body was disappearing rapidly, but inside and outside the small bamboo building, there were no other people except Luo Bei and Mingruo.

Because Mingruo didn't want them to stand in front of him in sadness.

People will die, right? Even the cultivator with high cultivation is still a human being. Who can survive until now if so many cultivators with high cultivation a thousand years ago?

What's more, Mingruo still has a lot to do.

"It turns out that Nan Liyue originally wanted that blood relic." Mingruo, who had a faint smile because the Venerable Poison Dragon finally called her a crazy woman in his heart, looked at Luo Bei and said softly, "The blood relic of my Cihang Jingzhai is in the magic circle of Qinglu. Yun Yuan knows the place. When you want to use it, just let Yun Yuan take you to get it."

A trace of depression flashed through Luo Bei's heart, but he listened very carefully, because he knew that what Ming Ruo told him now must be extremely important matters about Cihang Jingzhai.

"But Nan Liyue thought it too simple."

Ming Ruo seemed a little tired and closed his eyes slightly, "Even with my cultivation, it is difficult to completely refine a blood relic without being invaded by the demonic energy."

"Even with your cultivation level, you can't completely refine a blood relic?" Luo Bei looked at Ming Ruo in surprise and asked.

"If possible, wouldn't I have refined the blood relic long ago?" Ming Ruo glared at Luo Bei with anger, "It's not only Kuang Wuxin who knows that the complete relic of a blood relic can obtain a skill from the Netherworld Blood Demon. Even Kuang Wuxin may have known it only after refining the blood relic, but Emei and I, Cihang Jingzhai, knew it when they got the blood relic four hundred years ago."

"Your cultivation cannot be fully refined, and then Wuxin..." Luo Bei suddenly thought of a possibility and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Four hundred years ago, the seniors of Emei and Cihang Jingzhai, discovered that almost all the true energy power of the Netherworld Blood Demon's exercises can be driven, but his exercises that remain in the blood relics are left in the demonic energy of the blood relics. Therefore, if you want to obtain the Netherworld Blood Demon's exercises in the blood relics, you cannot first refine the demonic energy. Only when the blood relics are completely swallowed and the true energy and demonic energy of the blood relics are completely transformed can you realize the magic and then refine the demonic energy. Anyway, I estimate my own cultivation and introduce so many demonic energy into my body, I am afraid that it will not be unaffected." Mingruo said very directly, "Either his cultivation is already far better than me, or just minimize the impact of the invasion of the demonic energy as much as possible, or just seal it."

"What if it was affected by the demonic energy?" Luo Bei looked at Ming Ruo and asked.

"The lightest mind changes, and the worst is that it becomes the second Nether Blood Demon." Ming Ruo said lightly, "But it is just that it becomes the second Nether Blood Demon in terms of demonic nature. Even if Wuxin is completely invaded by demonic energy and destroyed human nature, his cultivation and magic power are incomparable to the Nether Blood Demon back then. Unless he can find seven blood relics, I at least know that the demonic energy on one of your Shushan blood relics has been suppressed and refined. Regarding this, I admire Yu Ruochen and Tian Xiyue. After all, they can directly refine the demonic energy on them without the magic in the blood relics."

Although Mingruo said calmly, in her eyes, Kuang Wuxin was just as powerful as that, Luo Bei's heart was unconsciously cold. Although Kuang Wuxin's strength seemed to be unable to surpass the Netherworld Blood Demon four hundred years ago, with Kuang Wuxin's cultivation level, if Kuang Wuxin really became an inhuman existence, how many people would die at his hands and under his ambition?

"A more powerful magic is not a bad thing, especially the power of the Netherworld Blood Demon is definitely above the power of most magical techniques in the world." Mingruo looked at Luo Bei and said, "My advice to you is to refine the Jingmin Tongming Art to the ninth level and then refine the two blood relics. At least I can guarantee that practicing Jingmin Tongming Art to the ninth level will definitely be of great benefit to refining the blood relics."

"The ninth level?"

Luo Bei nodded. He knew that the mind and willpower of practicing the Jingmin Tongming Art must have a great effect on resisting the invasion of the demonic energy. Moreover, seeing Mingruo's cultivation level, it seems that when he reaches the eighth level of sword heart, the Jingmin Tongming Art will have powerful power. The most important thing is that Luo Bei does not have to doubt what Mingruo said at all.

"Don't worry about anything else for now, just practice in this small bamboo building. Qilianlian City should be here soon."

Mingruo turned his head and looked at Liuyun flying in the sky outside the small bamboo building lazily, "It is said that his cultivation is much stronger than the Poison Dragon Venerable."
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