Games with fairies.

In the chat group, with the disappearance of the Blood Demon Saint Xin Sulu, all the masters of immortal weapons came online.

Wei Suyi, Dou Sujiu, Gui Suqi, Jing Mu An...

Excluding the invisible Li Muyang, there were only four masters of immortal weapons in the chat group.

Several masters of immortal weapons were nervous and solemn about Xinsu Lu's sudden death.

Li Muyang looked at the chat group with interest, wanting to see what they would say next.

Could it be that if the number of masters of immortal weapons decreases, some disaster will happen?

But Wei Suyi suddenly spoke up and stopped everyone's discussion.

[Wei Suyi: Now that things have come to this, I suggest that you all get together again]

[Wei Suyi: Some things can only be discussed in person]

Wei Suyi's proposal was quickly agreed upon by other group members.

[Dou Sujiu: Seconded]

[Gui Suqi: seconded]

[Iki An: I have no objection]

[Wei Suyi: Okay! In that case, see you at the old place on August 15th]

After saying this, Wei Suyi went offline immediately and his avatar turned black.

Other people in the group also went offline without saying a word.

This group of masters of immortal weapons had obviously met offline before.

Now that we meet again, we are all familiar with each other.

Li Muyang was left confused and speechless.

"... August 15th, the same place?"

Where on earth is this old place?

This old guy Wei Suyi is still so vigilant.

Even though Li Muyang was most likely dead in the eyes of outsiders, Wei Suyi still refused to let his guard down.

However, since these masters of immortal weapons have met offline, why don’t Jingmu’an, Yan Qinghui, Guisuqi, and Xie Liuyun know each other?

Tsk...how strange.

Li Muyang waited for a while, and after confirming that all group members were offline and would not talk anymore, he also left the chat group.

Although he was very interested in the details of the owners of the immortal weapons, Li Muyang at this moment just wanted to meet Yan Xiaoru as soon as possible.

Then he went to the Ark of Alien with Yan Xiaoru to look for Li Damu and his wife.

In the night sky, Li Muyang rose into the sky and continued to fly towards Yunxiao City.

But after flying out for only half an hour, he saw a group of practitioners flying towards him in panic and fleeing for their lives.

"Run! The Demon Refiner is nearby!"

"If he targets you, you'll die without a burial place!"

One by one, the practitioners fled in panic in the night sky, and messy streaks of light flew in all directions.

Behind this group of practitioners, lanterns were lit up on the ground and glowed in the night sky.

When Li Muyang flew closer, he discovered that they were groups of mortals holding lanterns and driving cattle and sheep, fleeing in panic.

Seeing Li Muyang descending, some of the mortals actually offered some kind advice.

"...Little Immortal, please turn back quickly. You can't go forward."

"Yes, Immortal! There is a terrifying mad demon wandering ahead. Any living creature that the mad demon sees will be eaten!"

"Even the immortals don't dare to mess with them! Little immortal, run away too."

While fleeing, the mortals tried to persuade Li Muyang.

Perhaps it was because Li Muyang's appearance as a young child was too deceptive and he looked harmless, so these mortals had the courage to warn him.

Li Muyang, who was suspended in the air on the light of escape, listened to the reminders of the mortals and looked up at the night sky in front of him.

In that direction, one could vaguely see from afar a fierce red light that had illuminated half the sky.

Combining what he saw and heard along the way, Li Muyang understood the dangers ahead.

The Demon Refining Ancestor, this old monster who had fallen into a state of madness and insanity, went completely crazy after the fall of the Demon Refining Sect, and ran around in the wilderness in tattered clothes.

However, behind the Demon Refining Ancestor, there was a huge blood-red pupil.

Any living person seen by the Demon Refining Ancestor will be devoured by the blood pupils.

I had heard the legend of this evil demon from many people on the way here, but I didn't expect to see it here.

He flew up and away from the group of mortals under his feet.

Li Muyang did not flee immediately, but stood in the dark sky, gazing far ahead in the direction where the red light illuminated the night sky.

A trace of complicated emotions flashed in his eyes.

“…They even dare to mess with the corpse of the Thousand-Eyed Blood God.”

This old demon-refining ancestor is indeed tired of living.

The most vicious god in ancient times, notorious.

If Li Muyang had known that the corpse of the god in the Demon Refining Sect was this one, he would not have had any interest in it and would have left with Yan Xiaoru long ago.

If he had left earlier, none of the subsequent changes would have happened, and Li Muyang would still be a nobody in the world of immortal cultivation... Oh...

"It's nature that plays tricks on people."

Li Muyang murmured to himself. After seeing from afar that the red light had spread to this side, he did not dare to stay any longer, for fear of being targeted by the Thousand-Eyed Blood God.

Although he was protected by the Fairy Sword Jinghong and the corpse of Fairy Mo, the whole world was hunting him, so Li Muyang could not easily reveal his whereabouts at this time.

I also don't want to engage in unnecessary fighting with the Thousand-Eyed Blood God here.

I just don't know whether the madness of the Demon Refining Ancestor is related to the Thousand-Eyed Blood God.

Although the body of the Thousand-Eyed Blood God was dead, for some reason, Li Muyang always felt that the blood eye was extremely evil, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

I've heard before that there are legends about gods and spirits that still exist in this world, but they don't walk around on earth.

"This world is becoming more and more chaotic."

Li Muyang shook his head, moved away from the area where the red light was, and rushed towards Yunxiao City at a high speed.

at the same time.

When the night was getting darker and the moon was at its highest point in the sky where Li Muyang was, the foggy seashore tens of thousands of miles away was still filled with sunset clouds and the setting sun.

The blood-red sunset dyed the sky red.

Piece after piece of fiery clouds floated above the sky.

Flying over one piece of fiery cloud after another, the altitude continued to climb upwards, until it came to an icy and dead silence, where even the strong winds in the sky had completely disappeared. One could even clearly see the arc-shaped outline of the cold deep sky at the end of the distant earth, and there was a cold and solemn magnificent temple floating quietly.

The starry sky extends above the temple, all the way to the end of the sea of ​​stars.

Compared with the brilliant starry sky, the land beneath the temple is as small as dust.

This height has exceeded the upper limit that human monks can reach.

The invisible barrier between heaven and earth blocks the planet. Any cultivator who ascends to a high enough height will be unable to go any further.

Ten thousand years after the Dark Ages, this altitude of deep space has been bereft of all visitors.

The temple floating in the cold darkness seemed to be abandoned. From a distance, there was no sound.

But at a certain moment, a shrill bell suddenly rang out inside this grand temple that had been silent for many years.

The sound of the huge bell echoed in the empty space, seeming to awaken something.

On the tall steps at the entrance of the temple, a huge stone statue a thousand feet tall slowly moved.

It turned its body, facing the temple behind it, and knelt down respectfully.

An indifferent and distant voice sounded in the void, as if it was looking down on all living beings from above.

“…The Thousand-Eyed Blood God has appeared.”

"Go down there for a walk."