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The smile evoked by the young man in black robes and python robes made the two people who looked up blankly feel panic in their hearts and spread to their limbs.

The head of the Paradise Sect said hastily: "Qi Jiyuan, you have broken away from the heavenly contract, and God has no reason to take action against the world!"

The slender five fingers grabbed the door, and there was a huge "bang" sound, which shook the entire Guzhong City. The door of the God and Demon Road roared in the sky, and the huge half door was blocked by the hand of the young man in black clothes and python robe. Bring it on ruthlessly.

"Do you own the gate to the path of gods and demons? You can open it whenever you want?"

"Isn't it a random god who will grant your wish? Come on, tell us your wish."

Demon Emperor Jiyou swallowed, a little unsure of Qi Jiyuan's current position, and this guy hadn't perished, so why was he running into the path of gods and demons?

But... he seems to have been invaded by demonic energy and has never been able to get rid of it. It cannot be ruled out that Qi Jiyuan has the tendency to become a fallen angel.

His usually handsome and charming face was now flattering: "Sir Son of God, now the admiration has completely disappeared, and the only residual consciousness left in the world is attached to the Qing Qing Sword. As long as the Qing Qing Sword is gone, your original bond with heaven will remain. The divine power that went out can be completely recovered!"

"So, you think about me?"

Qi Jiyuan narrowed his eyes and smiled.

He raised his hand and was about to hit the two people in front of him, but the God and Demon Dao behind him suddenly opened a crack in the door, and black air poured out from the crack in the door. The blow caused Qi Jiyuan's black hair to fly messily, and the python robe made a hunting sound. .

He reacted quickly, stretched out his hand and struck a seal on the door of the Gods and Demons, and the door closed again.

"Qi Jiyuan, it's not you who summoned me. Pretending to be me and coming from the path of gods and demons would be a disgrace."

The black energy condensed into a shadow in front of his eyes, and he could vaguely see the luxurious brocade robes and the sharp outline of his face and jaws.

Qi Jiyuan smiled and said: "You have to piece together the Donghuang's body that you borrowed. It is for your own good to continue to stay in the God and Demon Path. Why do you have to answer the call?"

"Otherwise I'll let you kill my followers?"

The dark sky was filled with clouds, and thunder and lightning were rolling by. However, a sun appeared strangely in the clouds. It was as red as if it was dripping blood, but there was no light coming out.

Two gods appeared above, and there were constant rumblings in the sky.

"Qi Jiyuan, this broken world cannot bear the appearance of two gods at the same time. The reason why you continue to stay here is just to see if the young master of the Mu family is the same as before. You are disappointed. This body The body is a mermaid and the gender has been determined, so it is impossible for Muqing to be resurrected from this body!"

White light flashed on the other side of the demon world, and the nine-tailed fox clan led by the eldest princess Yu Yirou appeared, followed by figures of red, green, white, and ocher appearing above, and a group of strange beasts appeared behind them.

Qi Jiyuan frowned, Wuming swiped the air above to create an exit, and the black and white figures rushed out first, facing the four figures with a "boom"!

"The four beasts of Suzaku, Blue Dragon, White Tiger and Xuanwu, how dare you betray your master!"

Zhuzhao asked loudly.

"What is betrayal? We and other strange beasts were born to meet the needs of the world. Now that the Eastern Emperor has awakened, he will naturally choose a more powerful master! There is no place in the world that the Eastern Emperor cannot match!"

"Don't talk nonsense to them. Just beat these traitors to death!" Youying shook hands and charged forward again.

Also appearing from the space opened by the Nameless Sword were Qilin, Bifan, Lu Wu...

Various alien beasts were fighting in one place, and the human barrier below was crumbling. The weaker sect alliance and the disciples of the Demon Sect were instantly forced into a corner by the powerful suppression force.

Donghuang, who was opposite Qi Jiyuan, burst into laughter, his laughter was evil and unrestrained.

"Qi Jiyuan, you have really changed. You released so many strange beasts just to fight with me to the death. You have changed and no longer care about the life and death of mortals. You have really broken away from your divinity."

Those vaguely evil eyes seemed to be very satisfied with everything in front of them.

"How about we come to a fight and discuss it. My body is damaged and you have lost all of your divine energy. If we really fight, none of us can do anything to the other. How about we work together to break the Qing Qing Sword. I will take away a trace of Mu Qing's remnant consciousness, and you will get yours back. Divine power, this deal is worth it."

Qi Jiyuan's eyes moved slightly, looking down at the place where the Qing Qing Sword was.

With a movement, two figures rushed towards the Qingqing Sword at the same time!

"Qi Jiyuan! I want residual consciousness and divine power at the same time. How can such a good thing be possible?"

Amidst the loud shouts, the Qingqing Sword kept buzzing, and the hilt of the sword was held by two people at the same time.

"If you don't let go, I will shatter this residual consciousness!"

Qi Jiyuan said harshly.

Before Donghuang could speak, the roar of Wu Yang, who was stationed at the human barrier over there, came.

"Qi Jiyuan! Do you really have no feelings for senior sister at all? Do you want to extinguish your last hope?"

In the flash of lightning, Donghuang seemed to understand something.

"Are you so confident because she has come back?"

"Nine Heavens Royal Thunder!"

A sound came from above and struck down towards the two of them. Qi Jiyuan and Donghuang raised their hands to hold up a barrier at the same time.

Donghuang looked at the familiar white figure above him, his eyes darkening slightly.

He exerted force under his palm, and Qi Jiyuan exerted force at the same time, and the Hongmeng Qi poured out of the shaking Qingqing sword body at an accelerated rate.

Just when the Qing Qing Sword was about to lose its hold, a white figure floated out from the sword. The clothes of Yuebai's direct disciple of the Piaomiao Sect eight hundred years ago were as new as new. Her eyes were like ink, her green hair was fluttering, her face was still the same, and her figure was like new. Under the bright white moonlight, the entire Guzhong City slowly calmed down, and the sound of fighting gradually dissipated. The common oppression of the Qingqing Sword and its master made them restrained and unable to move.

After eight hundred years, she appeared next to the Qing Sword again.

It's just the remnants of admiration.

Donghuang let go of Qingqing for a moment and started to grab it, but saw the residual consciousness slowly raising his hand and catching Qi Jiyuan's hand holding the sword hilt.

"bass!"

With a clear sound, the interrogating sword was drawn out. She and Qi Jiyuan raised the interrogating sword together and stabbed Donghuang!

Donghuang dodged away, as if he had seen something very interesting, and said with a sneer: "Muqing, it's been eight hundred years, and you are still facing him?"

The residual consciousness was just a trace of residual consciousness, unable to speak, but he easily took the Qing Qing Sword from Qi Jiyuan's hand.

Under the gaze of everyone, he walked up to the young man who was dressed in wedding clothes and was obviously controlled by demon consciousness.

She took the young man's hand and held the hilt of the Qingqing sword.

"boom--"

The huge air flow around them suddenly spread out, and everyone who was immobilized in Guzhong City took two steps back and found that they could move.

There was a sudden sound of swords in the chaos, and the white figure turned around and ran towards Qi Jiyuan with the last remaining thoughts from eight hundred years ago.

Qi Jiyuan subconsciously opened his arms, but the girl brought a gust of wind and penetrated his body.

The power of blood surged through his body again. This was the last moment he drained of his blood power eight hundred years ago, and the most beautiful memory he had with her, leaving her last remnant, completely dissipated in world.

It's her, but it's not her.

He just pinched a breath from his own memory and attached it to the Qing Qing Sword. Every hundred years, he collected the Hongmeng Purple Qi to stabilize the seal of the Qing Qing Sword, and then waited quietly with the remnant consciousness he created. Half the time for incense.

A trick of self-deception.

He raised his head to look at Mu Qing not far away. She slowly opened her eyes. The snow-colored light flashed in her hands. The red clothes on her body were like fire, burning his eyes.