fairy don't want to talk to you

Chapter 513: Two Worlds Divided

"Young Sect Master!" Wen Rujin was overjoyed.

Song Zhiyi also smiled: "Young Master is still alive! That's great!"

Ling Bufei is alive, which means things are not out of control yet and there is hope for everything.

Others were also surprised.

"That's Young Master Ling? Wasn't he killed by the Demon Lord?"

"Didn't they say that this demon had ulterior motives and used Young Master Ling to become a demon lord?"

Ling Bufei didn't have time to explain.

He stood in front of Bai Mengjin and blocked the attack that was about to be launched.

He didn't expect things to happen so quickly. In the blink of an eye, Bai Mengjin merged with the demon species and escaped.

The Yellow Springs was difficult to cross, and he rushed to the entrance desperately, but was still a step late.

Fortunately, the biggest mistake was not made. If this move had been made, the Immortal Sect would have suffered heavy casualties. In the future, it would have proved that Bai Mengjin was calculating, and it would have been difficult for him to be accepted.

Therefore, he couldn't let her take action, even if it meant death!
"Meng Jin, don't! You don't want to do this." Ling Bufei looked at Bai Mengjin in front of him. Her face was covered with magic patterns and her eyes were burning with magic flames. She had completely changed into a different look.

"Have you forgotten why we came to Huangquan? We want to find out the truth about the battle of Minghe and expose the conspiracy of the faceless man! Think about the efforts you have made for this. Are you willing to be their puppet?"

puppet……

There was a wave in Bai Mengjin's eyes.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Rat shouted, "Kill him!"

There was no need for Ling Bufei to be distracted, Wen Rujin had already shouted: "Stop them!"

Song Zhiyi unleashed his sword energy and attacked forward.

The immortals also rushed forward. They were not stupid. With Cen Muliang dead and the Demon Lord furious, the only hope now was Ling Bufei. If he could stop the Demon Lord, then everyone could save their lives. If he couldn't stop him, the Immortal Sect would suffer heavy losses and might even lose the Cliff of Death.

Once the Cliff of Death is lost, the Demon Sealing Array will no longer be able to be preserved, and war will break out again on earth, with countless lives lost and bones scattered everywhere.

"Wake up! Don't fall for their tricks. You said you would take control of your own destiny. You don't want to become a demon, you don't want to be a tool for killing. Wake up!"

Bai Mengjin looked confused.

Control your own destiny... Yes, she hated the fate that could not be controlled by anyone...

As soon as the thought came to his mind, the demon species transformed by the Ghost King glowed with blood. Bai Mengjin felt a sharp pain in his head and a look of pain appeared on his face.

Many phantoms flashed back and forth in her mind, those hideous faces, those people who pushed her to a dead end.

"Cen Muliang! Ning Yanzhi! And..."

"Damn it! Damn it all!"

"what!"

When Zishu saw that something was not right, he shouted, "Quick, take back the Demon Lord!"

The faceless men retreated together and activated the magic array.

The evil energy condensed into a black dragon and rolled towards Bai Mengjin.

Upon seeing this, the immortals, under the leadership of Sect Leader Fan, rushed forward with brilliant spiritual light.

The black dragon and the spiritual light have the same goal and converge on Bai Mengjin.

This made her even more miserable. The black dragon became stronger, the devilish flames in her eyes grew stronger, her spiritual light became brighter, and she became slightly more sober.

"Meng Jin!" Ling Bufei looked at her pleadingly, "Come back, please?"

What? Who is this? She seemed to recognize him...

Bai Mengjin regained consciousness for a short while and looked at Ling Bufei in front of him.

Before she could remember, a voice of grief and anger came from the side: "Devil, give me your life!"

It was a rare opportunity, and Ye Hanyu flew over on a sword. Seeing Cen Muliang burn out his soul fire and die, her heart was filled with hatred and anger. The head brother died for her, for Danxia Palace, and for the entire Xianmen!
The culprit is the devil in front of us!

The Divine Transformation cultivator made a desperate attack, and the sword light drew a gorgeous arc and pierced towards Bai Mengjin.

"Swish--" The sword failed to break through the demonic barrier, but it stimulated the demon seed.

A bloody light burst out from Bai Mengjin's body, and then he let out a sharp roar and slapped out suddenly.

The evil energy exploded, and the mountains shook and the earth trembled.

Ling Bufei was knocked flying. If the Demon-Suppressing Cauldron had not appeared to protect its master, he would have lost half his life.

The immortals were also affected, and their spiritual light struggled to hold on for a few seconds before finally shattering.

The Faceless Man was overjoyed and intended to pursue the enemy while he was victorious.

However, the next moment, Bai Mengjin slapped them back with his hand and mercilessly knocked them all away.

There is no difference between the demon sect and the immortal sect in her eyes!

The rat realized that something was wrong and shouted, "Robber the Demon Lord, return to Huangquan!"

Bai Mengjin can't distinguish between friend and foe. If he continues like this, he won't know whether he is destroying the Immortal Sect or the Demon Sect. After this battle, the Demon Sect has risen again, and the Immortal Sect has been dragged into the mire. Enough.

"Sir, it's a pity to retreat like this!" someone said unwillingly.

Rat glanced over and said, "Stop talking nonsense, the Demon Lord is more important."

Bai Mengjin slapped out with his palm again, and all the faceless men and immortal kings around were slapped away. Then the demon cultivators had no objections anymore, and poured all their magic power into Zishu, transforming into a long dragon from the Ming River and pulling her in.

"Meng Jin!" A light flashed on Ling Bufei's body. He used the power of the Demon-Suppressing Cauldron to prop himself up and rushed towards Bai Mengjin.

But it was too far away. Just as the sword arrived, the water of Ming River blocked his way. He swung his sword to cut, but Zishu flashed and swung his sword to fight back.

The swords collided and Ling Bufei was forced to retreat.

The long dragon formed by the water of Ming River has hooked Bai Mengjin and led him to the underworld.

"Stop!" Ling Bufei rushed forward again and again, but was blocked by Zishu again and again.

"Young Sect Master!" Song Zhiyi wanted to help, but the water in the Ming River was really strong and he had consumed too much energy, so he could only try his best to protect Ling Bufei's personal safety.

Seeing Bai Mengjin retreating into the underworld, Ling Bufei, in desperation, forced his way through Zishu's obstruction and was about to crash into the Ming River.

"Young Sect Master Ling, you can't do that!" A figure flew out from behind Bai Mengjin, wrapped around him in golden light, and held him tightly.

Shang Shaoyang, who came out a step later, urged hastily: "Fairy Bai is protected by the Demon Lord's Dharmakaya, so her life is not in danger for the time being. If the Young Master forces her to stay now, they will both perish together!"

Ling Bufei finally listened and paused.

Song Zhiyi took the opportunity to step forward and hold Ling Bufei.

In this short period of time, Bai Mengjin was getting farther and farther away.

"Seal the door!" shouted the Rat.

The faceless men all changed their target and retreated to the underworld in an orderly manner.

A black water dragon formed by the water of the Ming River circled in the air. The surrounding evil energy surged over and covered the entrance to the Yellow Spring layer by layer, eventually forming a thick cocoon.

"Boom!" The black water dragon formed a vortex and fell heavily, locking the place separating the two worlds.

The rolling dark clouds gradually calmed down and were sucked into the underworld along the vortex bit by bit.

The surging demonic cloud gradually dissipated, and the demons scattered.

The black water fell back into the Ming River, and the ghosts sank into the bottom of the water.

This hasty and fierce battle finally came to an end, and those who were left had almost no strength left.

Ling Bufei stood there blankly, not moving for a long time.

He lost her.

Don't worry, it will be revealed slowly later.