Phaseless evolution

Chapter 731 Who Can Drink A Cup of Tea?

Under Qingyun Mountain, Caomiao Village.

Looking from afar, the sky is not as cloudless as before, and the earth is no longer green or frosty yellow. Instead, it is replaced by a violent blood red, turning into dark clouds and storms, pressing heavily towards Qingyun Mountain.

Almost all the powerful elites of the three factions of the Righteous Way gathered here, and they were ready to fight. The Demon King Zong's attack this time had been planned for a long time, so the momentum was extremely fierce. In just over ten days, the forces of the Righteous Way continued to shrink. Outside the mountain gate, almost all of the world fell.

In the battle with the Ghost King Zong, death is not the most terrifying thing. What is even more frightening is that once the elites of the righteous way die in battle, the Ghost King Zong will use some mysterious and strange evil spells to fascinate their minds and turn them into ghosts. The ghost king's accomplice, disowned by his relatives, turned around and massacred fellow righteous Taoists.

Even ordinary people were not spared, they were all confused and became the murder weapons of his subordinates who only knew how to kill. The number of people has exceeded [-]. Disasters are even better.

Now, it's time for the life and death of Zhengdao again, and the place where destiny is decided is Caomiao Village again.

Those who witnessed the battle 20 years ago were all filled with emotion and regret.

The demon disciples and the evil puppets, the sea of ​​people covering the sky and the sun, pushed all the way from Huqi Mountain, invincible, until the Caomiao Village stopped abruptly, as if there was an invisible barrier in front of them, not allowing them to cross the thunder pond for half a step .

The number of people in the righteous way is obviously much smaller, but as long as they can come, almost all of them gather here. Except for the three leaders of Qingyunmen, Tianyin Temple, and Fenxianggu, most of the cultivators from other small sects also come to join the battle... ...Although people cherish their lives, how can there be eggs under a nest?
One of them is called Vajra Sect. The sect master "Valentine Dali" died in the catastrophe of the ghost king. Shi Shi, the only successor of the sect, brought his little disciple to the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

"Master, the evil sect is powerful, and the evil methods are difficult to defeat. Why don't the righteous sects stick to Qingyun Mountain, relying on the big formation to protect the mountain to deal with it, or there is still a glimmer of hope. If they fight in the wilderness at the foot of the mountain, wouldn't they be self-defeating?"

The little apprentice is only sixteen or seventeen years old, but he is quite wise, which is quite different from his master's honesty.

"You were born late, and you didn't know that 20 years ago, there was a catastrophe in the world, which swept from the [-] mountains in southern Xinjiang. At that time, the righteous way was at stake, but it was in this Caomiao village that a person stepped forward and fought with his own strength. Killing the Beast God with the power to put an end to this catastrophe." The stone was tall and burly, like a giant, although he deliberately lowered his voice, he still made a buzzing sound when he spoke, which was heard by many people around him.

But he himself didn't seem to know it. Seeing that the little apprentice was listening intently, he satisfied his curiosity and continued: "But even though the catastrophe was quelled in that battle, this man's confidante also died to save him, and he was disheartened." It has been 20 years since he escaped from the world and disappeared without a trace."

"It's been 20 years, master, have you thought about how to deal with the relationship between him and our school Lu Xueqi?"

The position in the center of the crowd naturally belonged to Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple, Fenxiang Valley has actually shown signs of decline, Reverend Daoxuan has a complex expression, looking back on the past, he is full of emotion.

The abbot of Tianyin Temple, Master Puhong, led hundreds of monks, including Pukong, Faxiang, Fashan, etc., to line up next to the disciples of Qingyunmen. Going is the law, so let him go... I only hope that in this life, he can live up to the heavens and the earth, live up to the common people, and be content with himself."

At this time, a ferocious roar suddenly came from the Demon Cult's army that had calmed down, like thousands of wild beasts rumbling, and the air was extremely solemn for a moment.

Then someone shouted tremblingly: "The ghost king has appeared!"

All the people turned their heads in unison in an instant, only to see a person covered in black clothes with his hands behind his back proudly stepping out of the sky.

Following his appearance, a bloody red glow floated over, covering the sky and covering the sun, and the entire sky turned blood red, and the dark red clouds rolled and rolled, making people feel breathless when they watched it.

It seemed that because of him alone, the whole world would turn into a bloody purgatory.

"All orders are to be obeyed, no rash actions are allowed, and all decisions will be made after he comes out of the wooden house!"

Seeing that some righteous monks were already trembling and unable to control themselves, Master Daoxuan hastily ordered.

The ghost king turned a blind eye to the army of the righteous way, and descended from the void like a leisurely stroll, and came to the wooden house in Caomiao Village, where Zhang Xiaofan and Biguio stood waiting at the door.

Baguio of Ghost Dynasty nodded lightly, and then walked in.

"sit!"

Qin Changfeng was sitting at the table facing the door, and stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation. Xiao Yu'er had already been taken out by the six-tailed fox demon and his wife, and Xiao Bai was the only one standing behind him in the room.

The ghost king and Xiaobai looked at each other with complicated looks... Bi Yao's mother came from the Tianhu family, so the ghost king should know Xiaobai.

"White temples are born, and the years are like water. Righteousness and demons, kindness and resentment, are nothing in front of the years. After 20 years of precipitation, why can't the ghost king see through?" Qin Changfeng looked at the gray temples of the ghost king and sighed. It's like watching ants busy and laborious to move things that are much heavier than themselves into the nest, but they don't know that even a small child's unintentional pissing can make them a few days or even a lifetime of hard work.

The ghost king didn't answer, because there was nothing to answer, Qin Changfeng didn't understand his obsession, and it was impossible for him to realize immediately because of this sentence, but asked instead: "Wan Mou wasted in the years, is it really old?" Yes, but you should be in the prime of life, why do you have gray hair?"

At this time, Xiaobai behind all pricked up her pointed ears, which was what she always wanted to know, but Qin Changfeng didn't say anything, she couldn't get an answer from Xiaoyuer.

"Me?" Qin Changfeng smiled, and replied honestly: "Fraud, I owed too much karma, so I paid off my love debt with blue silk."

The ghost king's eyes were calm and indifferent, and he was not touched at all, because no matter what the reason was, he actually didn't care.

"Let's get down to business, I'm bound to win this trip, do you want to stop me?"

"The word Tianxia is very heavy. I'm afraid the ghost king may not be able to bear it!" Qin Changfeng smiled, picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup of cool tea and pushed it over.

Ghost King's eyes flickered slightly. He was sure that the tea bowl and tea water were very ordinary, almost the same as those of ordinary farmers. He didn't understand what Qin Changfeng meant by that. If he said it was for entertaining guests, it would be too shabby.

Qin Changfeng solved his doubts, and said with a light smile: "I want to say that the world is nothing more than the weight of this cup of tea in my eyes. The ghost king may not believe it, but the fact is like this. As long as the ghost king can drink this cup of tea Don't worry, I won't appear in front of you from now on, and wherever your ghost king appears, I will automatically stay away!"

"Whether you avoid it or not, I will destroy the righteous way, but Wan Mou might as well drink this cup of tea for you."

The arrogance in the ghost king's heart was on the surface, obviously he didn't take the vague warning in Qin Changfeng's words to heart.The reason why he took this trip was only because of the opponent's record of killing the Beast King 20 years ago, but even if the original Beast King was in front of him now, he was by no means an opponent of the Four Spirit Blood Formation.

"Gulong!"

The ghost king picked up the teacup, raised his head and drank all the weak tea without hesitation, then put down the teacup, turned around and walked away.

It's just a cup of tea, even the most powerful poison in the world has no effect on him now.

Since he came with a large army, he never planned to be kind!

however……

boom!
The moment he stepped out of the door, the ghost king's expression changed drastically, and he was extremely pale in an instant. When he landed his foot, it was as if the sky was shaking and the earth was shaking, leaving a deep footprint on the ground. Will fall down on the spot!

"Daddy, what's the matter with you?" Bi Yao was startled, thinking he had been poisoned.

The ghost king waved his hands, knowing that he was not poisoned, but was simply suppressed by a terrifying pressure. Invisibly, it seemed that there was a mountain on his back all the time, making it difficult for him to walk, let alone fight.

"This is the weight of the world. Ghost King, you should go back. After 15 years, after you digest it, you will make great progress in cultivation. At that time, if you want to destroy the righteous way, I will never stop you."

What the ghost king drank was not poison, but naturally it was not pure tea. Qin Changfeng condensed part of the cause and effect of this world in it, invisible and formless, but it was definitely not something the ghost king could bear.

In short, if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. Since the ghost king cannot bear the weight of the world, he naturally has no right to sweep the world again.

(End of this chapter)