Chapter 214: The Iron-Eating Tribe Should Make More Good Friends The words were light, but the pressure was like a mountain. Luo Yu's heart sank to the bottom, and suddenly, he found that he could speak. "who are you?" "You don't even know who I am, and you dare to attack me?" Luo Yu's expression remained unchanged: "My skills are inferior to others, you can kill me or chop me up as you please, I just want to know who killed me." Gu Yuanqing chuckled: "Since you are going to die, why bother knowing too much!" As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Yuanqing waved his hand, and Luo Yu disappeared from the spot, falling into the Tiandi Pond. He hasn't figured out how to deal with the Shura clan. Simply killing them would be too wasteful. After all, they are celestial cultivators, so they will always be of some use. He turned around and looked at the sword floating in the air.
The appearance of this sword is very familiar. The picture of the Demon Sword is still in Gu Yuanqing's hand. Gu Yuanqing stared for a moment and said calmly: "It has been many years since we last met. Now that we have met, why don't you come out and have a chat?" The sword's light and shadow changed, transforming into Qin Wuya's appearance. "It is you, but why bother to use Qin Wuya's appearance? Why not show your true face and have a chat?" Qin Wuya's eyes glowed red as he stared at Gu Yuanqing and said, "As cultivators, why should we be bound by the human form? Only the spirit and will are the basis of everything. Fellow Daoist Gu, long time no see." Gu Yuanqing smiled and said, "It's been a long time. You seem to have lived a comfortable life in this Demon Realm for such a short time. You have actually controlled the soul of a celestial being. I wonder who is so unlucky to visualize the Heavenly Demon Sword Diagram." Qin Wuya's expression was slightly tense, then he laughed: "Daoyou, what you said is wrong. This sword art is unparalleled in the world. It is the dream of all sword practitioners in the world. As the old saying goes, if you can hear the Dao in the morning, you can die in the evening. If you can see the Dao, even life and death are trivial matters, let alone other things." Gu Yuanqing sneered and said, "So you've become a great philanthropist." Qin Wuya said: "If you want to think so, it's not a bad idea." Gu Yuanqing said, "Forget it. It doesn't matter if you are a good person or a bad person. I know you don't want to show your true face because you are afraid that I will tell the cultivation world about you and reveal my whereabouts. I am not interested in who you are. This has nothing to do with me. If you keep causing trouble for me, I will kill you. Even if you are not the whole of the Demon Realm, if I kill some of your souls, you should not be able to cause me trouble for a while." Qin Wuya's expression changed slightly, and then he looked at Gu Yuanqing deeply: "Indeed, I underestimated you and underestimated this mountain. It can cross the boundaries and appear in the Demon Realm and the Floating Realm. But I won't do it next time." Gu Yuanqing smiled faintly, knowing that this place was just a distraction and it would be useless to ask more questions. With a thought, he stabbed out with the Demon-Subduing Sword. "Since you want to find this sword, I will use it to send you on your journey. Your journey will not be in vain." The sword flashed, and the phantom of Qin Wuya was strangled instantly, and then it pierced through the realm of the gods and souls of heaven and man. A phantom world composed of sword energy seemed to expand, and Chang Beilong's figure emerged in it. He seemed to have recovered and regained consciousness at this time. His expression changed drastically and he showed fear. He tried to control the Heavenly Realm to escape, but found that he had not escaped at all. He seemed to beg for mercy. "It's you! It's true that enemies always meet again." Gu Yuanqing chuckled and ignored him. This man was also an enemy, so there was no need to hesitate to kill him. Under the suppression of Beiquan Mountain, this realm of heaven and man could not expand at all. Under the Demon-Subduing Sword, it turned into nothingness in a moment. Outside the realm, the destruction of the realm of heaven and man could still attract heavenly signs, but in Beiquan Mountain, everything was silent.
In the valley of the human realm in the distance. Chang Beilong, who was sitting cross-legged in the formation, spat out a mouthful of blood, and then slowly opened his eyes. His face was gloomy. He didn't know what had happened in there. After his soul went in, he could no longer sense anything. Only when his soul was wiped out did he realize that something must have happened inside. At the same time, the divine palace in the body of this sword slave also changed. It originally flickered with a faint glow, but now it was dim and lifeless, and the body was filled with deathly silence. He stood up and stared at Beiquan Mountain. "Gu Yuanqing, who are you? I don't believe that someone from the floating world can have such ability." Then he turned and left. The mark of the Heavenly Demon Sword was destroyed. It seemed that this body would not last long. Half of his soul was destroyed and his vitality was seriously damaged. He needed to find another way. In the bamboo mountain. "Brother, what's the situation in the mountains now?" Xiong Ba couldn't help but ask. Beiquan Mountain was shrouded in clouds and mist, and even divine thoughts could not penetrate it, and pupil techniques were useless. He only saw Long Xi and Shura break in, and then there was no movement. Xiong Mo shook his head and said, "I can't see clearly, but this mountain belongs to fellow Daoist Gu of the human race, so it's best if there is no movement. If the dragon rhino has the upper hand, I'm afraid this mountain won't be so peaceful at this time." The monsters were also talking about this, and like Xiong Ba and Xiong Mo, they could not see anything going on. Gu Yuanqing glanced around and sneered, then Beiquan Mountain disappeared into the void. In the Demon Realm, both humans and monsters were stunned. "Eagle King, why did this mountain disappear? You have extraordinary eyesight, did you see anything?" asked the celestial demon Pangolin. The Eagle King stared for a moment, then suddenly turned around and rode away on the wind. "How did it escape?" The pangolin was stunned, then suddenly remembered something, fell to the ground, and burrowed away. The gray giant bear and the golden-winged eagle that were fighting happily suddenly separated, looked at each other, their faces changed, and they fled at the same time. As for the other monsters, seeing that all the great demons had disappeared, they dared not stay here. "The wind is tight, pull!" In just a blink of an eye, all the demons fled in panic, fearing that they would lose their lives if they were half a step slower. Human realm. The three great generals Tianwei, Tianying and Tianxian looked at each other in bewilderment. This battle seemed to have just begun, but it ended suddenly and inexplicably. "Could it be that Long Xi and Shura both died in that mountain?" General Tianwei felt a little bit unbelievable. Ji Xian didn't reply, his face was extremely gloomy. The killing of the great demon that had brought about three disasters to the world and the Shura clan that had been provoking wars everywhere should have been a good thing, but now it meant that his decision was a complete miscalculation.
Humans of this strength, even if they come from outside the region, are temporarily unwilling to come out to help. But for the Holy Temple of Heaven and Man, as long as they make friends with them, they will be of great use. They have provoked each other many times, and just now they made way of the demons by allowing them to pass by 300 feet, which means that there is no friendship between the two human races anymore, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are enemies. "You all wait and see what happens. I will go back to the temple!" Jixian gave an order and then disappeared into thin air. Among the iron-eating tribe. Xiong Ba stood up straight and grinned: "Boss, it seems that this choice is not wrong." Xiong Mo's brows also relaxed: "I said, we, the Iron-Eating Clan, should make more good connections. Maybe we can send some cubs to that mountain. This mountain is not ordinary." (End of this chapter)