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Chapter 702 Xie Yun Entrance
Broken and returned to the ruins, a touch of the setting sun.

After the dark night was torn apart, the setting sun was as bright as blood, dyeing the entire Guixu red.

The earth is cracked, and the lives of the people are devastated.

And all of this can be said to be thanks to me.

After the Buzhou Mountain was pulled out, the original location of the mountain has now become a huge tiankeng, from which sea water flows backwards, forming a lake.

The Temple of Return to Ruins, the Hall of Heroes, the residences of the disciples of the Demonic Dao, and all buildings are submerged in the lake.

I don't see Liubo in the east, and I don't see Kunwu in the west.

Under the collapsed Kunwu Mountain, there is a piece of highland, where the demonic disciples and the surviving souls of Guixu all live on that piece of highland.

Homes have been lost, loved ones separated, and great sadness hangs over everyone's heart.

After watching Yuhua leave, my fighting spirit began to shrink gradually, and finally merged with the physical body that escaped into the void.The spirit entered my body, I opened the Shenting and took Buzhou Mountain into the entrance, and then I returned from the void and flew to the Kunwu Highland.

"Daozu is back."

Someone yelled from a distance, and then the demonic disciples began to straighten their clothes and form a square formation.

Looking at their faces full of concern and respect, I feel extremely complicated.

Pulling out Buzhou Mountain as a sword and defeating the Lord of Eternal Night is a feat of a hero no matter how you look at it, and I should also be treated with the courtesy that a hero deserves in his triumphant return.

However, behind the demon army, those scattered prehistoric beings, those who lost their homes and are still immersed in great sorrow, what face do I have to meet them?
The five elements travel freely with me, and all living beings in the four seas are destined.

Is this the blessing I gave them?

Knowing my intentions, Xueyang stepped forward and said to me: "The land veins of Guixu have been severely damaged, and the return of Aofeng may rebuild it."

"Is there any news about the Battle of the White Tiger?" I asked.

Xueyang Chaoxi glanced back, shook his head and said, "Not yet."

This is already the case in Guixu, so what I am most concerned about at the moment is naturally Aofeng.

If it wasn't for the Lord of Eternal Night's sudden arrival, I would have already headed to the western pole of the sky.

Now there is still no news about the Battle of the White Tiger, I can no longer hold back the anxiety in my heart, so I have to fly to the West Pole.

"Xie Lan, if you leave now, I'm worried that the Dao of Heaven will bring disaster to Guixu." Xue Yang persuaded.

I looked at the fragmented Guixu ground veins, and said bitterly: "Is the current Guixu worth the Heaven's Dao?"

After finishing speaking, I flew directly to the nine-day sky.

Thousands of miles away from the wind, even a moment.

The west belongs to gold, and the further you go west, the more you can feel the impact of Geng Jin's evil spirit.

In the wind and clouds, the sound of swords and soldiers, gold and iron horses can be heard.

Suddenly, I sensed a majestic and incomparable saber intent, and when I observed it carefully with my spiritual sense, I sensed a very familiar breath of divine sense.

My heart moved, and I stopped among the clouds.

The majestic sword intent was getting closer and closer, and I finally recognized who the familiar divine sense belonged to, it was Xie Yun.

I was extremely shocked, because Xie Yun's spiritual power far exceeded my estimation.

At the beginning, I told Xue Yang that Xie Yun would be the best candidate for the next Patriarch of Demon Dao.But I never imagined that Xie Yun's cultivation has improved so much after only a few years.

When I recognized Xie Yun's divine sense, Xie Yun also sensed me.

The saber energy weakened, and the divine sense restrained, Xie Yun walked towards me step by step from the cloud.

A black armor, pale cheeks.

Familiar face, no longer familiar aura.

Looking at her walking towards me, I suddenly had an illusion, as if she was the patriarch of the Demon Dao, not me.

"Xie Yun, I have met Daozu."

Xie Yun greeted me, but I didn't respond for a long time.

I thought of that night many years ago, and of Wang Fang's love for her loneliness.

The little baby spirit back then has grown into an adult little by little and has achieved what it is today.

Now that I am a father, looking at Xie Yun's demeanor today, I feel infinite comfort in my heart.

Xie Yun came from the west, it can be seen that the battle of the white tiger has come to an end.

The winner is undoubtedly Xie Yun, because I saw the white tiger inscription on the magic knife.

"Xie Yun, Yan Tuo, Xihe, Aofeng, why didn't they accompany you?" I asked.

"Ancestor Dao, the first unicorn Yan Tuo and the ancestor Xihe of Yuanfeng have fallen, and the soul of Ancestral Dragon Aofeng is healing in my entrance."

Mentioning the three chaotic beasts, Xie Yun's eyes turned red instantly, but his tone was as calm as ever.

Although I had already prepared myself, when I heard Xie Yun tell the truth, my heart was caught off guard and stabbed severely.

Yan Tuo lived and died twice, but Xihe didn't even have a chance of nirvana.Mo Dao lost two great chaotic beasts, and also lost the power to open up the world.

"Daozu, Xie Yun dared to invite Daozu into my entrance." Xie Yun looked at me and said sincerely.

"why?"

"You will know when the Taoist ancestor has gone."

"it is good."

The entrance is the most life-threatening place for every practitioner. Once the entrance is broken, the light will be unstable, and the serious will be death.

Xie Yun opened the Shenting acupoint, and a majestic and tall stone gate appeared in front of me. On the stone gate, the word "return to the market" was impressively written.

Seeing this, I was confused, and stepped briskly into the stone gate.

Behind the stone gate is Xie Yun's porch world.

Every plant and every tree perfectly reproduced the former Guixu, except that there is no Buzhou Mountain.

Where Buzhou Mountain is located, there is a holy magic mountain.

Since the establishment of the magic way, it has been stigmatized. Why are the righteous things done by our generation called demons.

Now seeing the Holy Demon Mountain in Xie Yun's porch, the Demonic Dao is truly worthy of its name.

I walked towards the Holy Magic Mountain and climbed to the top of the mountain step by step.

On the top of the mountain, I saw Aofeng who was still sleeping, and the translucent body of the dragon was absorbing the magic in the holy magic mountain.

The holy magic mountain was fixed, bloodstains were all over it, and the blood was like fire, as if it was still burning.

I knelt down to check, and I recognized that part of the blood came from Shi Qilin, and part from Yuan Feng.

Unable to suppress the sadness in my heart anymore, I flew around the Holy Demon Mountain, found a smooth and flat cliff on the north side of the mountain, bit my middle finger, and fused the essence and blood of my fingertips with the supreme sword intent, and described it in detail. It depicts the scene of Yuanfeng's rebirth from Nirvana in the fire of the past.

After depicting the Nirvana of Yuanfeng, I carved the scene of Qilin's rebirth in a blood book.

As soon as the outline of the two chaotic beasts was finished, I immediately noticed that there seemed to be two powerful wills gradually awakening in the Holy Demon Mountain.

Afterwards, I saw amazing changes in Yuanfeng and Shiqilin carved by myself.

The two great beasts unexpectedly opened their eyes at the same time, looking at each other with expressions.

I stared blankly for a while, then laughed wildly, and burst into tears.

Heaven goes to the left, and the magic path goes to the right.

As everyone knows, the disciple of the magic way who is eternally popular can live against death.

Yan Tuo and Xihe's spiritual consciousness is extremely weak, and they cannot communicate with me, but they can look at each other. Such affection is worthy of fate.

I patrolled Xie Yun's porch for a week, and finally flew out of her Shenting acupoint and stood in front of her.

"Xie Yun, thank you." I said sincerely.

"Ancestor Dao, there is no need to say thank you, it is what Xie Yun should do."

"Are you ready?"

"What?" Xie Yun asked.

"After I leave, you will be the next patriarch of the Demonic Way."

"Xie Yun is afraid that he won't be able to bear the weight of the soul-calling flag." Xie Yun said.

"There is no soul-calling banner in the Demonic Way, and you don't have to carry too much burden. Just go forward and keep going. That's how I walked all the way back then."

Xie Yun lowered his head in thought, raised his head after a while and asked, "When will Daozu leave?"

"When I see the people from back then, and walk the path of the devil again, that's when I leave the world."

"Where is Daozu going?"

"Fate is the chessboard, all living beings are the pieces, and the law of heaven is the opponent. I will play the game."

(End of this chapter)