His mind was stabbed, and the murderous intent in Xian Yun's eyes became even more intense. Suddenly, strong winds blew up all over his body, undercurrents surged in the air, and sand and dust flew up.

The strong coercion came head-on, causing a dull pain in her chest, as if it was about to tear all the internal organs.

Blood flowed out from the corner of the mouth little by little, staining the pale lips red inch by inch.

Her face was pale, but she didn't care, instead she smiled with the corners of her lips pulled.

There was an extremely sarcastic look on his face.

"The time has not yet come. If I die now, how will you use me to sacrifice to the demon god?"

"If it's not fresh, the Demon God doesn't want it."

She smiled confidently, her eyes full of provocation.

Immortal Xianyun was shocked by her words and immediately came to his senses.

With a flick of his big sleeve, the killing intent subsided.

The coercion disappeared, and the dull feeling that was pressing on Bai Qingyue's heart slowly disappeared.

Suppressing the bloody smell that welled up in her throat, she looked at Master Xianyun and smiled softly.

Seeing the wanton and frivolous woman smiling in front of him, Master Xianyun suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart.

After all, he had some scruples, he glanced at the BMW Xiangche in the sky, said softly, and sighed, "Qingyue, don't blame the master for being cruel."

"If you are not the only one who can strengthen the seal of the demon god, the master will not let you sacrifice no matter what he says."

What he said was as if she had to be grateful to Dade after she died.

She couldn't stand such a great fortune.

Bai Qingyue pursed her lips coolly, "But it's really cold here, Master can't bear it, if you don't accompany me, it will be considered as fulfilling your loving heart."

"You! Presumptuous!"

Seeing her refusal to enter, Master Xianyun was obviously angry, but he had to restrain himself in front of everyone.

The veins on his forehead twitched, his fists clenched violently, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You are the only one who sacrifices, and it is useless for me to go down."

"Hey, you can't say that."

Bai Qingyue immediately refuted him, with a smile on her face, "This sacrifice is just a wish."

"Presumably the Demon God wouldn't mind taking an extra life."

As she spoke, she raised her head and looked at the monks in the sky with a brighter smile.

"Of course, if any fellow Taoist wants to do something good to sacrifice himself for others and save the world, he can actively participate. I warmly welcome it."

Don't you want to be a warrior who charges for the world?Now the opportunity is in front of them, she wants to see if they want it or not.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the audience was silent.

Bai Qingyue stared at the many monks present as if she was watching a play, with a faint sarcasm in her eyes.

See, they dare not.

At this time, inside the BMW incense car, the cloud gauze is half covered.

The man's long legs were slightly bent, and he was leaning against the wall of the car. He was wearing a black robe, with a smile on his mouth, and he was rubbing the jade pendant on his hand with his fingertips, with a relaxed expression.

Casually looking at the movement below with his spiritual sense, he snorted lightly, "These people from Yun Mingzong are interesting."

Stupid is also true.

There was another man in the carriage.

Brocade clothes, charming facial features, and an identity jade pendant with the same pattern as his hand is tied around his waist. Hearing this, he couldn't help laughing, "It's interesting."

"but……"

Slowly scanning the eyes of the woman bound by the wooden frame below, he sighed and said inexplicably, "It's a pity, if it is placed in other sects, it might be regarded as a treasure."

The man in Xuanyi smiled inexplicably at this, noncommittal.

The more dignified and famous the sect is, the easier it is for dirty things to happen behind the scenes.

With her physique, she really might not be able to get much favor in it.

On the contrary, it might be even worse than the current situation.

There are too many sanctimonious animals.

Those monks are only one step away from the demons and dao that they despise over and over again.

But he was right, it was indeed a pity.

Such a talent, if you change your path, the result will be completely different.

"The time is coming, Qingyue, if you have any last words, just say them. Your parents in the small fishing village, as a teacher, will help you arrange them properly."

Fearing that Bai Qingyue would talk nonsense again, Master Xianyun didn't want to say more, but just wanted to get rid of her quickly, and said perfunctorily, "Don't worry, you sacrifice for the world, and the world will remember your kindness."

That group of people didn't even recognize her, how could they remember?

It is too high-sounding to say.

Bai Qingyue pulled her lips, smiled ironically, and slowly raised her head.

Unfamiliar faces, full of vigor.Each of them stood up straight, with firm eyes, and the spirit weapon in his hand shone brightly. It seemed that they were full of hope for the future.

Once upon a time, she was like them, full of vigor and recklessness.

With the ideal of eliminating demons and defending Taoism, he thinks that he can cut through all injustices in the world with the sword in his hand.

Unexpectedly, in the end, the righteous way he was looking for broke his wings with his own hands.

She came to Yun Mingzong with Master Xianyun when she was three years old, and began to practice swordsmanship at the age of five, day and night, without stopping.

Knowing that her aptitude is not as good as others, she put in dozens of times more effort than others, studied every day, and finally broke through the golden core at the age of one hundred.

She has a clear conscience.

But I didn't expect that in the end, they would have to sacrifice their lives for their so-called Haiyan Heqing, which is really ironic.

She withdrew her gaze and looked at the disciple of Yun Mingzong in front of her.

Familiar, unfamiliar.

Whether it is an inner disciple or an outer disciple, everything is here.

This battle is not insignificant.

Bai Qingyue suddenly smiled.

Shouldn't she be grateful that so many people attended her funeral before she died?

Or it should be said that it is really worthwhile for her to pave the way for them with all her efforts over the years.

And this most familiar face came into view immediately afterward.

Decades have passed, and his appearance has barely changed.

With silver hair, a white mustache around his lips, and a floating dust in his hand, he looks like a fairy with a fairy face.

It was precisely because of this face that his parents gave him the three-year-old self with confidence.

She thought that after entering the fairy gate, she could become a fairy and live forever after she stepped on the fairy road.

Yes, she thought so too.

Wrinkles could be seen faintly on the usual stern face, and the eyes looking at her were somewhat indifferent.

As if she was not his apprentice.

It's just a cat and a dog that I met randomly on the road.

That's right, he has always had only himself in his heart, as long as it can be used by him, no matter if it is an apprentice or a relative, he can push it out without hesitation.

But now in his eyes, she is just a stepping stone on his road to Qingyun.

As a little-known small sect, Yun Mingzong has made great achievements in sealing the demon god, and will definitely win a place in the cultivation world in the future.

With the rising tide, the benefits he can get will not be less at all.

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