My Taoist Companion Thumb Demon

The road leading to the altar was very flat. Under the guidance of Jun Xuanmo, Su Qingyun ran lightly for two quarters of an hour with air on his feet, and finally reached his destination.

Back in the oasis, when the Witch King invited them to participate in the sacrificial ceremony, Su Qingyun thought that the sacrificial ceremony was the same as the spring festival or the rain festival in his original world, grand and solemn, and the people of the whole city could participate, and the scene was very grand.So, he readily complied.

Looking at it now, the sacrificial ceremonies in the witch cultivator world are different and unique.

After approaching the altar, Su Qingyun slowed down and walked silently to the entrance of the altar.

The entrance of the altar is a tall and straight stone gate, with a majestic stone statue standing on each side, a man and a woman, the man is holding a long sword, handsome and martial, the woman is wearing silk and flying, pure and pure.

Su Qingyun stood under the male statue, looked up, felt a majestic force pressing down, he hurriedly looked away.

"Brother." He called softly.

Jun Xuanmo looked stern, grabbed his hair, and stood on his shoulder. "Don't look at the stone statue, just go in."

"There is no one guarding the entrance, is there any restriction?" Su Qingyun asked.

"Did you see the slate on the ground?" Jun Xuanmo reminded him.

Su Qingyun looked down, and sure enough, there were many square stone slabs between the two stone statues. The carvings on the stone slabs were different. If you carefully identify them, you can see that they are different little beasts.

"This is Tianluo strange beast formation, you only need to step on a real beast to enter." Jun Xuanmo said.

"A real beast?" Su Qingyun said regretfully while admiring his senior brother, "I don't know any of the carved beasts on this stone slab."

"It's okay, just listen to senior brother." Jun Xuanmo said.

"Okay." Su Qingyun said.As expected of the Demon Ancestor, he was well-informed and able to crack the formation with ease.

Under Jun Xuanmo's prompt, Su Qingyun easily passed the stone gate without attracting the attention of any witch cultivators.

However, there are two worlds inside and outside the door!

Outside the door was as silent as an empty city, but inside the door there was a violent storm, lightning and thunder, accompanied by loud rumbling noises, and countless witch cultivators stepped on flying magic weapons, suspended in the air, and surrounded a city constantly. Towers cast spells.

Su Qingyun swayed, quickly hid behind a huge pillar, and stabilized his body.

"Brother, what are they doing?" Su Qingyun poked his head out in shock and looked into the distance.

However, in the entire altar, tens of thousands of witch cultivators gathered. They released a suffocating pressure of the realm, holding weapons, forming several circles, and attacking the central tower.

The beam of light on the top of the tower soared into the sky, and the dark clouds in the sky swirled and gathered around the beam of light. Countless lightning strikes densely, and at the same time, the torrential rain was like a waterfall, with hail mixed in, attacking the witch cultivators below.

The witch cultivators, led by a man in yellow robe, formed an attack formation around the tower. The closer to the tower, the higher the realm of the witch cultivators. The number of witch cultivators is the largest, but they dare not take a step beyond the thunder pond. From a certain distance, they continue to dance and sing blessing songs, instilling strength into the witch cultivators who are fighting in the middle.

"It's a seal."

Jun Xuanmo's bun face was slightly gloomy, and his purple eyes were cold.

"Seal?" Su Qingyun was surprised. "What are they sealing? They are so inspiring."

"Junior, do you still remember the knife we ​​found in the Valley of Sanghun?" Jun Xuanmo asked.

Su Qingyun frowned slightly, and said hesitantly, "Brother, are you talking about the natal weapon of the God Emperor Xieguang?"

"Not bad." Jun Xuanmo smiled coldly. "That idiot Xie Guang not only lost his natal weapon, but he was also sealed in the tower, unable to get out. The witch cultivator holds a sacrificial ceremony every hundred years, which is clearly strengthening the power of the seal and suppressing him."

Su Qingyun couldn't help opening his eyes wide, in disbelief. "Brother...you mean...the God Emperor Xieguang is in that tower?"

"Oh, it's no wonder that as soon as I entered Qitian City, I felt something in the city. It turned out that I met an old acquaintance here." Jun Xuanmo tilted his small head and mocked. "It's a pity that the dignified god emperor has fallen to this point."

Surprised, Su Qingyun coughed lightly and said, "Brother, isn't he also sealed in the Demon Cultivation Realm?"

Jun Xuanmo's face tensed, and he said, "I was being careless... Besides, it was that guy who shot! How can he compare with me? Hmph!"

A smile flashed in Su Qingyun's eyes, and he said, "Senior brother is right."

Jun Xuanmo turned his head and stared at Su Qingyun's side face, couldn't help jumping up and biting his earlobe, Su Qingyun was startled, turned his head quickly, and whispered.

"Brother, don't make trouble!"

There are witch cultivators everywhere here, besides many witch kings, there are also witch emperors, witch gods, and even witch ancestors, which one is not supernatural. Unbelievable.

Even though the senior brother is the ancestor of the devil, but one person is difficult to defeat many hands, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble and loss, they still quietly watched the sacrificial ceremony before it was too late.

Jun Xuanmo couldn't bite his earlobe, so he retreated, stuck to his neck, and took a bite.

As if bitten by a mosquito, Su Qingyun trembled her eyelashes. "Brother..."

Jun Xuanmo didn't really bite, but sucked, gnawed, and rubbed his flesh.Su Qingyun was itchy by him and flinched.

"I made a slip of the tongue." Su Qingyun admitted his mistake.

What senior brother hates the most is the god of all worlds in the Haotian Realm, who was sealed in the Demon Cultivation Realm. He has deep resentment in his heart, and he has fallen into a demon because of it. I really shouldn't mention his pain and make him angry.

Jun Xuanmo backed away a little, looked at Shangsu Qingyun's apologetic eyes, and said, "It's not your fault."

"I..." Su Qingyun hesitated to speak.

Jun Xuanmo tapped his lips with a finger, and let out a "shh".Su Qingyun immediately silenced, turned to look at the center of the altar warily.

The dark clouds over the altar gradually dissipated, the lightning ceased, the rain stopped and the wind stopped, and the shaking ground became calm. The inner circle of powerful witch cultivators formed seals with their hands, forming chains of light to bind the tower.

"The seal is almost over?" Su Qingyun asked solemnly.

"Obviously." Jun Xuanmo said.

"Then why was the Emperor Xieguang sealed in the world of witchcraft?" Su Qingyun was puzzled.Since he is the god emperor of the Haotian Realm and occupies a high position, why is he trapped in this realm so embarrassingly?Brother has been sealed in the world of demon cultivation for ten thousand years, and how many years has the evil god emperor been sealed?

"The people who can seal him can be counted on one hand. As for why they were sealed, there are no more than two reasons." Jun Xuanmo sneered. "One is disobedience, the other is rebellion."

Su Qingyun said in a deep voice: "I think the way of cultivation is to break the laws of heaven and earth, reborn, escape the cycle of life and death, and achieve eternity."

"The laws of heaven and earth are endless. If you break free from this realm and enter the next realm, you will face a new test of heaven and earth." Jun Xuanmo said, "The path of cultivation is long and unpredictable. The higher the realm, the weaker the temperament. , becoming ruthless and ruthless, but more pure and persistent in desire. All living beings are just pawns in the hands of that person, and if the pawns are not obedient, they will be destroyed."

Su Qingyun's hand was attached to the pillar, and through the light veil, his fingertips touched the rough pillar unconsciously.

"So... the Xieguang God Emperor is that disobedient pawn?" Su Qingyun asked lightly.Brother too?

"Yes or no, just ask him face to face." Jun Xuanmo said.

The sealing work of the witch cultivators is coming to an end, and the beam of light emitted from the tower has long since disappeared, while the powerful witch cultivators suspended in mid-air land one by one, and will be handed over to thousands of witch kings to stabilize the last line of defense.

"Could it be that senior brother wants to rescue him?" Su Qingyun asked in surprise.

"The seal is done, it's too late to save it now. Besides..." Jun Xuanmo frowned.

"What?" Su Qingyun asked.

Jun Xuanmo said: "This place gathers all the great powers in the world of shamanism. There are many shamans and shamans who have the highest realm. Although they are not my opponents, such a thankless task is of no benefit to me."

Su Qingyun said: "Then ignore the God Emperor Xieguang?"

They are just passers-by in the world of witchcraft, before leaving the world of witchcraft, it is better not to make any extra troubles.

"He has a magic weapon in his hand, and he can come and go freely in all realms. If we have the magic weapon in his hand, we don't have to worry about finding a way to go out of the world." Jun Xuanmo stroked his small chin.

Su Qingyun was surprised. "Brother, what do you mean...or to be rescued?"

Jun Xuan Mo said: "Not now."

The implication is to save another day.

"But...to save him, we may have to make an enemy of the entire witch cultivator world." Su Qingyun said worriedly.Every hundred years, the world of witches and cultivators devotes all their power to seal the God Emperor Xieguang, which shows that they are extremely afraid of him. If he and his senior brother want to move this tower, it is tantamount to declaring war on the world of witches and cultivators.

"It's just a small world, nothing to be afraid of." Jun Xuanmo said indifferently.Didn't he never destroy a whole world?

"It still needs a long-term plan." Su Qingyun said.

"That's why I let Boy Tang go to the barbarian territory." Jun Xuanmo said with a chuckle.

Su Qingyun was enlightened.

"Is this Evil Light God Emperor related to the barbarians?"

Jun Xuanmo said: "More than that. As the God Emperor of Evil Light, he has one body and two souls, one good and one evil, and the one sealed in the tower may be his good soul, and the evil soul, if I guess correctly, is in On the barbarian side."

Su Qingyun was a little confused. "How does the soul of a person separate into two souls?"

Jun Xuanmo said mockingly: "When the cultivation base reaches a certain level, you can be distracted. That guy is unique and separates into two extremes. As a result, the two souls are incompatible and contradict each other. In the end, they cannot blend together and become two individuals. "

Su Qingyun was surprised.There is such a thing?If distraction is not integrated, the soul will be incomplete.

When he wanted to ask again, there was a commotion at the altar, and Su Qingyun hurriedly looked over.

The sacrificial ceremony seemed to be coming to an end, and the powerful witch cultivators left one after another, leaving many witch kings to take turns to pray for blessings and suppress the evil things in the tower.

Su Qingyun's eyes were sharp, and he saw Qi Linfeng among the witch kings.He was dressed in a moon-white robe, with black ribbons around his eyes, and stood alone in a corner. The other witch kings were several meters away from him, as if he was a poisonous snake and beast, and they did not want to be with him.

Qin Linfeng lowered his head slightly, his hands were knotted on his chest, his mouth was opening and closing, and he was singing a song of blessing, and balls of pure white light radiated from him, drifting into the central tower.