I seized the Demon Emperor

The young monk was busy dealing with Dan Hou and Ying Qingqing, when the woman in white suddenly appeared without warning and attacked him with a palm strike in the chest.

The huge force did not take much effort to break the young monk's protective Qi.

The fourteenth realm, a master at the level of trance!

The young monk was shocked, and felt the cold and sharp mighty force attacking his body.

If the power of Dan Hou and Ying Qingqing was a threat to him but within his control, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

Fortunately, a palm appeared on his back.

The sharp force that attacked his body was instantly transferred to this palm.

The young monk looked ashamed: "Master..."

An old monk walked out from behind him and looked at the opposite side.

The woman in white failed to succeed with a palm strike, and her expression was calm and her emotions seemed unaffected. She looked at the old monk seriously.

"The skill of Taiyin Sutra, is the female donor a member of the Ancient God Sect?" the old monk asked.

The white-clothed woman said coldly: "No."

The old monk said: "What is the female donor doing here?"

"You killed a man named Yan Zhao, my uncle."

The white-clothed woman was the female emperor Yan Mingkong.

The old monk looked her up and down and nodded: "It seems that there is no way, we can only use our hands to make the real move."

The young monk retreated silently.

However, since his master was going to take action, he no longer paid attention to Yan Mingkong's movements, nor did he worry that the other party would cause trouble for him.

At this moment, his attention was put back on Dan Hou and Ying Qingqing.

The old monk and Yan Mingkong were only paying attention to each other at the moment.

A dark Buddha appeared above the former's head, and its size seemed to be several times smaller than the Buddha that the young monk had previously manifested with his palm.

But whether it was Yan Mingkong, Dan Hou or Ying Qingqing, they could clearly feel that this old monk was much stronger than the young monk.

But Yan Mingkong was completely unmoved.

Her body was enveloped in the silver-white glow of a full moon.

As the moonlight changed from cloudy to bright, the vast starry sky appeared, and at the same time, the scenery of the world and mountains and rivers fluctuated, there were human sorrows and joys, and even the devil and Buddha purgatory.

A silver moon, as if eternal, reflected all kinds of scenes.

Compared with the past when she was in the thirteenth realm, she now had a more comprehensive understanding of what she had learned, and all the laws were unified and each had its own characteristics, in an orderly manner.

The dark Buddha and the silver-white moonlight faced each other in the sky above the snowy plateau.

Before the fight began, the plateau was already surging and the weather was changing.

The plateau mountains and rivers even began to turbulent.

When the two sides officially fought, the world here seemed to be hanging upside down.

The people on the snowy plateau had just experienced a similar feeling about a month ago.

And now, it seemed to be even more turbulent than that time.

When the old monk and Yan Mingkong officially fought, the young monk was completely relieved.

Although the woman in white was powerful, she would not be his master's opponent.

Thinking of this, the young monk rushed towards the Queen of Pills and Ying Qingqing again.

The two women had no choice but to escape again, and they didn't care about Yan Mingkong's movements anymore.

The young monk hit the Queen of Pills with a palm and made her spit blood again.

The Queen of Pills took a deep breath, took a pill, increased her speed, and flew away with Ying Qingqing.

The young monk was about to chase, but his face suddenly changed again.

He looked back in surprise, and saw that the silver moon in the sky suddenly revealed a terrifying cold breath.

In the bright sword intent, the silver moon seemed to turn into the gate of the underworld, which opened with a bang, and endless cold and cold murderous death rushed out of it.

For a moment, the young monk's confidence in his master was shaken.

After reaching the fourteenth realm, the Queen's netherworld divine edge became more fierce.

The two sides fought a great battle on the snowy plateau, flattening countless mountains and creating countless rift valleys.

The young monk retreated far away and did not dare to approach.

The momentum of the two people gave people the feeling that if they continued to fight like this, the entire plateau might be flattened by them.

The enemy was stronger than expected, and the young monk did not dare to chase Dan Hou and Ying Qingqing at this moment.

He watched the battle nervously from the periphery, ready to respond to the old monk at any time.

In the earth-shaking scene, blood flashes could be seen in the silver moonlight.

The young monk frowned.

Suddenly, the whole world seemed to shake.

With the strength of the young monk at the level of Emperor Wu, he was shaken and unstable.

In the air, it seemed as if the whole world turned into a piece of drawing paper.

Then the center of the paper was torn open by someone, breaking a huge crack.

However, the next moment, the crack closed again.

The scene between heaven and earth also returned to normal.

It seemed that everything just now was an illusion.

The war was also declared over.

The young monk hurried forward.

He saw the old monk standing in the void, with a serious expression, thinking silently.

The young monk came behind him and stood silently with his hands down.

After a while, the old monk murmured: "There is such a person in the Ancient God Sect..."

He spoke, and the young monk said: "Master, did you win?"

"No, it can't be considered a win." The old monk said: "Master made a feint and used the strange treasure to trick her into the gap in the void, but with her cultivation strength, she should be fine. However, if she wants to come back here, it depends on her luck."

The young monk asked: "Master, what's going on with her swordsmanship?"

"Those are the Twelve Swords of the Netherworld!" The old monk looked serious.

The young monk was stunned: "The Twelve Swords of the Netherworld, isn't that Huangquan martial arts? How can it be found here?"

"It's not the real Twelve Swords of the Netherworld, but it already has the prototype of the sword's intention. Maybe she accidentally obtained the incomplete inheritance, or maybe she realized it by herself." The old monk said.

The young monk frowned: "Understand for yourself..."

"Although I think it is impossible even as a teacher, we cannot completely rule out this possibility." The old monk said: "It can be seen in just a few moves that this woman's talent and understanding are really amazing."

The young monk asked: "Master, is her red sword light a sword inherited from the Blood River lineage?"

"Yes, she has a sword from the blood river lineage." The old monk said: "This woman is too abnormal, so the teacher has to be cautious."

The young monk clasped his palms together and said, "Master, should we tell our uncle?"

"It's just the Ancient God Sect and the Blood River lineage, but the matter may involve the Twelve Swords of the Netherworld, I'm afraid I have to talk about it," the old monk said.

The young monk had a look of regret on his face: "It's not easy to find such a place. I thought I could take it for myself. Who would have thought that there would be so many things here."

The old monk said calmly: "Do your best and don't bite off more than you can chew."

The young monk lowered his head and said, "Master taught us that, why don't we just go and question the Ancient God Sect and the Blood River lineage directly?"

"Let senior brother make up his mind." The old monk said: "We are slowing down a little here. There are many talented people in this world, so you have to be more careful."

The young monk understood, clasped his palms together and said: "Disciple understands that this woman is so cultivated, but she is not the person in charge of the branch of the Ancient God Religion here, so the person in charge of the branch of the Ancient God Religion here will not be weaker than that at least. woman."

The old monk asked: "What happened to the other two women?"

The young monk replied: "Although one is a Martial Emperor, there is nothing special about it. Instead, he is another Martial King of the twelfth realm. His swordsmanship seems to come from the Heavenly Sword Book of the Tianhe lineage. The disciples will catch them and bring them back."

The old monk glanced at the opponent's arm injured by Tango.

The young monk quickly said: "Master, don't worry, my disciple is fine."

"Go ahead and be more careful." The old monk nodded.

"Yes, Master." The young monk said with his palms clasped, then turned and chased in the direction where Tang Hou and Ying Qingqing escaped.

At this moment, Ying Qingqing was carrying Tango on her back and moving on the plateau as fast as she could.

Tango lay on her back, his face looking normal.

But Ying Qingqing clearly felt that the opponent's vitality was fading, no matter how much sword energy he put into his body, it had no effect.

"There is no need to waste your efforts. In the vast land of China, no one knows better than me. If you don't take the Heaven-Receiving Pill, you can still be saved, but you can't escape the clutches of the flower monk. Take the Heaven-Receiving Pill to boost your strength for a while. There is absolutely no hope. Fortunately, you can escape far enough and your life should be saved." Tango said calmly: "In the previous situation, my fate has been determined. It is better for you to survive than for both of them to die together. "

Ying Qingqing exclaimed: "Mother-in-law!"

Tango smiled: "You kid, you are just too soft-hearted. Don't think so well of me. I saved you because I hope you can save my granddaughter after you regain your memory in the future. If you really want to read this Just a little love and don’t forget about it in the future.”

Ying Qingqing pursed her lips: "Mother-in-law, I will definitely bring her back to see you. As long as there is hope, don't give up. Otherwise, if she comes back but can't see you, what should she do?"

Tang Hou smiled and said: "It is enough for you to have this childlike heart. My daughter and son-in-law died early, and I only care about one person right now, that is my poor grandson. As long as she is safe and sound, my wishes are enough. As for life and death, At this age, there is nothing to look down upon.”

Ying Qingqing pursed her lips tightly.

Tango asked leisurely: "I am thinking about that silly kid Qingqing. When you were almost dead just now, what were you thinking about? Recovering some of your past memories, or thinking about someone or something?"

Ying Qingqing was startled, and after hesitating for a moment, she answered honestly: "Human."

As for who it is, I am embarrassed to say it.

Thinking of the other person's pair of flashing black eyes, she felt confused.

"Then let's go meet that person..." Tango's voice gradually dropped.

Ying Qingqing was shocked: "Mother-in-law... mother-in-law!"

Worried about the young monk catching up, she didn't dare to stop and looked at Tango's face with her shoulders hanging down from the corner of her eye.

At this time, she was passing by a lake and dripping water from the lake.

But when they reached the center of the lake, a pillar of light suddenly rose from below, rising into the sky, and engulfed her and Tango together.

The light disappeared and both of them disappeared.

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