Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

—I'm threatening you.

For some reason, when Lin Lingqing said these words, Jina felt relieved.

Son Ziwei looked up at the starry sky of Xuegu City in the Illusory Sea of ​​Consciousness, the stars here are much sparser than those on the Mountain and Sea Star Terrace.The pressure of being stared at by pairs of dark and deep eyes on the night sky also dissipated virtually.

He thought to himself: That's right, the reason why he was so obedient, and why he couldn't kill the curse star for the time being, was just because he was threatened.

"I said, I will kill you with my own hands." Jina's voice was soft as if she was speaking to herself, "I also said that the evil star is the root of the disaster, so we must get rid of it."

Lin Lingqing smiled, "I also said, I'll wait."

He poked Jina's forehead with his hand, and said with emotion: "Ziwei, you are more likable when you are chirping."

Jina didn't show her usual hatred.

He just closed his eyes and lowered his head, his long hair covering his face.

……

In the turbulent flow of the real space, Zi Xiaoluan spread his wings and soared into the sky, and Fang Zhiyuan followed.Lin Lingqing gave his junior a wink and went in another direction.

In order to find people efficiently, they naturally have to split up.

Lin Lingqing sent a sound transmission with his soul: "Be careful."

Fang Zhiyuan smiled nonchalantly, and replied, "Just let go."

Lin Mojun was so angry that he had a headache again: The main formation of the Fate Soul Formation fell on you, of course you told me to let go of it!Believe it or not, if I really let go and beat you, you will die?

There is darkness on all sides, and the flying light and fire in the turbulent flow of space cannot directly damage the soul.Lin Lingqing didn't need to dodge the incoming turbulence, it was much faster, he secretly said to Jina's spirit: "Ziwei, show me the way."

Following the direction that Jina pointed out, Lin Lingqing walked back and forth in the darkness.

After a while, he sensed a change in the Sea God Pearl—Fang Zhiyuan found someone else one step faster than him, and summoned the body sunk in the Sea God Pearl!

Thinking of Fang Zhiyuan's loss of calamity teeth, Lin Lingqing worriedly threw the spare sword that he kept in his Qiankun bag into the Sea God Bead, thinking that it was better not to have any weapons than to have no weapons.

Unexpectedly, without saying a word, the little misfortune broke off a cluster of vermilion iron-blooded coral branches about three feet long from the bottom of the sea, and just went out.

Lin Lingqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, knowing that Yinzhu Iron Blood Coral was a celestial creature that was harder than ordinary steel, and he thought in his heart that he would have to apologize to the Dragon King in the future, so let him do it.

At this time, a high-pitched and sharp sound of pipa suddenly came from a distance.The devil was startled, the sound of the plucked strings was sad and sharp, like a dying bird struggling to cry blood.

——It's Shentu Linchun!

Hearing the messy and urgent tune, Lin Lingqing secretly knew something was wrong, and his mind was as fast as lightning in a single thought, and he galloped away along the music.

Before seeing Shentu Linchun's figure, Lin Lingqing felt a chilly aura getting stronger and stronger.

His heart sank first, this familiar chill was clearly out of control Yin Qi...

But in this underground space, how could there be such a strong Yin Qi! ?

But after a few breaths, the sound of the pipa became more urgent.Lin Lingqing's eyes froze, he was surrounded by darkness in all directions, but only a little far away, the darkness there seemed to be deeper than the surrounding...

This is--

It is the yin energy that is condensed to the extreme, and even turned into a substance! !

I saw that Shentu Linchun was trapped in this mysterious and cold black swamp, the little demon boy's face was like gold paper, his forehead was covered with sweat, he was embracing his natal pipa fairy "Xiaochunlei", his fingers were magical Make a piece of white afterimage, pluck the string with all your strength.

The sound of the song, which contained surging spiritual energy, shook off the darkness that wrapped around him, but a steady stream of Yin energy climbed up again.

If this continues, he will soon exhaust his spiritual energy, physical strength and mind, and be swallowed by the yin energy of the riot.

And such a strong yin energy, even if the little demon boy was a powerful demon cultivator in his previous life, he couldn't control it - the final result could only be the same as what the group of outer gods wanted to do to the demon king in his previous life, being tortured to death by the backlash of yin energy!

The brilliance of the Sea God Pearl circulated, Lin Lingqing didn't dare to delay, summoned his physical body, and cut through the darkness with a sword of frost and snow!

"Your Majesty!?"

Shentu Linchun turned back from the bitter battle, blood was dripping from his lips, he shouted in shock and anxiety, "Don't, don't come here!!"

Lin Lingqingquan pretended not to hear him, and alone with his sword, dressed in white, he went straight into the darkness.

As soon as he entered, his body trembled uncontrollably, and the blood on his face faded silently.

So familiar.

It was an iron hook piercing the joints, a pair of condescending golden eyes, and the noise of ridicule and ridicule.

The strong Yin Qi was forcibly poured into his body, and he collapsed and passed out in pain again and again, until his whole body was corroded and scorched black...

That is……

The tempered yin qi mixed with the so-called breath of the true god.

Shentu Linchun's eyes were red with anxiety, and he shouted: "Lin Lingqing! Get out of here!!" He moved his Adam's apple violently, plucked the strings of the pipa with his hand, and raised his voice angrily, "I'm a traitor! , do you want to save me!?"

What responded to him was Lin Lingqing's sword like a thunderbolt.

The sword intent is bold but unrestrained, cold and composed.There is no sloppiness, no sign of being trapped by the tragic experience of the year.

The sword light blasted the spiritual energy, smashing through the darkness blocking between the two of them.

Several turbulent flames in space were attracted by the mighty sword energy, and they attacked Lin Lingqing one after another, and they were all cut by his sword one by one, scorching sparks flying everywhere!

Shentu Linchun said in a daze, "You..."

The Demon Lord looked cold, holding the Tunan sword in his hand to block in front of the little demon boy, he calmly swung his sword flower and said, "I'm being affectionate. I'm here to keep Mingsi from being sad."

Lin Lingqing didn't look at Shentu's more complicated eyes.

His face was extremely calm, and he kept moving the sword in his hand, protecting the injured Shentu and retreating step by step to the black mass of Yin Qi, as if everything was under control.

No one could see the uproar in the Demon Lord's heart.

From the moment he sensed the breath of the true god, the blood all over Lin Lingqing's body became hot.

His thoughts whirled and deduced quickly, and something in his mind was rushing crazily, about to break out of its shell.

The breath of God.

And Yin Qi.

In the previous life, the group of golden-eyed monks from beyond the sky suddenly appeared more than a hundred years after the celestial disaster, claiming to be the true gods who had attained the fruit of cultivation after ascension, and wanted to eliminate the evil cultivators for the immortal world and restore the former peace to the immortal world.

At that time, the immortals and demons were divided into two groups. Although there were small disputes, there was no major chaos.

The structure of the fairy world has initially stabilized. On the surface, Fang Xianshou and Lin Mojun are at odds with each other, but in private they are racking their brains every day to negotiate, how to find a way for the fairy and devil to reconcile and unite the two into one.

It was the coming of the Outer God that broke everything.In just a few years, the evil emperor's ghost realm and the devil's snow bone city were destroyed one after another. The immortals and demons once again turned into deadly enemies. The corpses of monks piled up into mountains, bleeding everywhere.

Lin Lingqing had secretly guessed a long time ago why the Outer Heaven Gods came here, and whether they had any intentions to deliberately target Moxiu.

Then I thought, the "immortal calamity" that came without warning at that time, the catastrophe of yin energy that rushed into the Three Realms from the zenith and the ground, was also the root cause of the demon cultivator's obsession——

Is there also a pusher behind it?

And at this moment, accompanied by a clear and unreal sound, this idea finally broke through the hard shell, and it was revealed brightly in my mind!

The aura of the Outer God, at this very moment... before the celestial calamity has yet come, appears in this world along with the tempered yin qi.

"It's them……"

A trace of murderous intent flashed across the Demon Lord's eyes, Tunan Qingming flashed, and slashed down with the last sword.

Sure enough, it was the gods outside the sky who were manipulating the yin qi.

The source of all sorrows and disasters are golden eyes!

The violent aura burns at the tip of the blade, as if at the end of the desert, a thread of fire is falling to the west!

The darkness was broken, and it was Lin Lingqing's luck to support Shentu and send the little demon boy out of this dark place.On the other hand, he stayed behind, turned around and made a few more sword strikes, and Xun Ching also flashed out of the darkness.

That is to say, at the moment when he saw Lin Lingqing break away from the yin energy, Shentu Linchun's face turned pale, he finally couldn't hold on anymore, he stood up and spit out blood with a "wow", and then limply He fell forward.

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At the same time, the underground palace of Jingui Palace.

The underground, which has always been quiet, is now full of people coming and going, with footsteps and whispers coming from the ground.There was an ominous atmosphere in the air, which made one's skin crawl.

A lot of people had already gathered outside the thick golden gate that connected to the small fantasy world.

The patriarchs of the three great families came in person, the two wives from Furong Pavilion came in person, and the three senior masters from Shisong Academy also came.

The expressions on everyone's faces were not very good-looking, some were panicked, some were anxious, some were silent in thought, all were green and white.

Jina called for help on the pretext of astrological calculation results, and now everyone present knew about the abnormality of the space behind the Golden Gate.

This is incredible.

Although there were only twelve people who entered the golden gate, they were by no means ordinary twelve people.

These are the top twelve talented elites among the younger generation. If there is no accident, in a few hundred years, they will either become the masters of the Xianmen sect or aristocratic family, or become the mighty monks of the Megatron side. It is the mainstay of the fairy world.

If they are all lost in it, it will not only be the loss of talents in the immortal sect, but even the entire immortal world will inevitably turn from prosperity to silence in the next 500 years, and even the inheritance may be cut off, and it will be devastated.

Lei Qiong Xianshou stood at the front of the crowd, his hands resting on the golden gate.

Beads of sweat oozed from Lukuev's forehead, but his face remained calm, neither happy nor angry.

Everyone gradually felt that the terror coming from behind the golden gate was the aura of space turbulence, and they were gradually calming down.

"As expected of the Immortal Head of Lei Qiong..."

"You can interfere with the space by raising your hand, it really is the ability to cross the catastrophe."

"But I don't know those children inside, now... alas!"

Lukuev's tiger eyes were shining brightly, he clenched his steel teeth, and his thoughts had been pushed to the extreme.None of the voices behind him could reach my ears.

He used his own strength to suppress the chaotic space behind the golden gate, so he can naturally feel how terrifying the power of this turbulent space is.

Just as some people were worried about, the young man inside...his lord...do not know if they can hold on now.

Suddenly, a rush of footsteps broke the tense air, and everyone anxiously turned their heads, and it was the Golden Shirt Cultivator from the Golden Osmanthus Palace who broke in!

I saw the man's face was pale, and when he saw the fairy head from a distance, he knelt down on one knee and said anxiously:

"Honorable head! The big thing is not good, I have something urgent to ask the fairy head!"

Rukuev's heart sank, and he said, "Say!"

……

In just a few moments, the golden-clothed monk finished his report.Not only Lukuifu's complexion was ashen, but even all the great masters of the immortal sect gathered here froze in shock.

——The three spiritual pagodas on the Ziwei Pavilion exploded and cracked together, which seemed artificial.The offender's cultivation is unpredictable, and the Holy Son can't deduce his true face!

Now Jina is taking a number of star protectors and elders to venture into the sky to find out the truth, but the situation is dangerous and strange, so I implore the fairy head Lei Qiong to help.

The golden-clothed monk lowered his head and half knelt: "The situation is critical. According to the words of the Holy Son, if the chief culprit cannot be stopped, the pagoda will be completely destroyed within three minutes... Please go quickly."

"This, how did this happen!" Mrs. Moyou, one of the masters of the Furong Pavilion, said anxiously, "Once the fairy head leaves, the children behind this door..."

"Madam's words are wrong."

Before the words were finished, a man in a purple robe with slender eyebrows and cold eyes stepped forward. The white phoenix totem was embroidered on the back of the brocade robe. It was Mu Hong, the head of the Baihuang Mu family.

"Sacred Ziwei prophesied that disasters would come years ago, and now the newly built spiritual pagoda on Ziwei Pavilion has undergone such a change. I'm afraid it's a bad omen. Twelve human lives can't be compared!"

"This..." Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling very uncomfortable in their hearts.Although what Mu Hong said was reasonable, but now that the children of every family are at the door, no one can bear to open their mouths to ask Xianshou to leave...

Fortunately, Mu Hong, everyone said that the head of Patriarch Baihuang was cold-hearted and iron-handed. He never thought that he would not have the slightest concern about the life and death of his own daughter.

Fang Tinghai flicked his sleeves and said angrily: "It's ridiculous! Patriarch Mu doesn't have to pretend to be righteous and kill relatives. Now that everyone in the door has fallen, in the future, the fairy world will also lose a Nascent Soul. The situation of Ziwei Pavilion is unknown, but the space behind the Golden Gate The turbulent current is right in front of you—the Immortal Head must never go there!"

Mu Hong's eyes were indifferent, and he ignored Fang Tinghai directly, and only saluted Lu Kuifu: "I also invite the fairy head, and the overall situation is the most important thing, and all the beings in the fairy world are the most important."

"..." Lukuev's expression changed several times, and the knuckles of his fingers pressed against the door creaked.

Before you came to Liuhuazhou, you told him that if there are signs of a catastrophe, you must put it first when you act, and you must not be careless.

Besides...

Under the eyes of everyone with different emotions, Lei Qiongxian finally took his hand back from the golden gate: "If there is any change in the aura inside the golden gate, send a message to me at any time."

Rukuev turned his back to the golden gate, faced the golden shirt monk calmly and said, "Lead the way."