Qing Jingwei, the Green Lion, raised his head and looked at the direction where Qi Wuhuo was leaving. The spear in his hand was enough to shoot down Qi Wuhuo in an instant. Although he would still be stopped by Dong Yue, he would not let Qi Wuhuo go so easily. However, he raised the spear in his hand, pointed it at his holy fetus, and finally put it down.
He then used an extremely domineering method to attack Emperor Dongyue.
The huge weapons formed by the energy of heaven and earth hit each other fiercely. The pure sound was like the vibration of thunder. Visible ripples emanated from the place where the two weapons collided, as if the whole world was shaking. The mountains and rivers swept by the ripples collapsed directly into powder. The monsters on the top screamed, and fell to the ground with the rumbling of stones, and were smashed into meat paste.
And this is just the aftermath.
The Emperor Dongyue was so furious that his hair stood on end and his whole body was exerting force, the ground beneath his feet was shaking. However, Qing Jingwei, the Green Lion, was able to match the weapon of the Emperor Dongyue with just one arm holding the spear. Then he raised his head and roared, his strength surging. A sudden shock from his spear made the Emperor Dongyue take a step back. The ground collapsed with a loud bang, and the Green Lion's long hair was blown up and his brows were fierce.
The strength and weakness of their power and means are already evident.
Huang Yao remained in his original state, and said calmly, "His foundation has been broken, and his body and soul are almost exhausted."
"Just wait a while and he will die on his own."
“Hmm… Really?”
Qing Jingwei asked: "Is this your last breath of Qi?"
Contrary to Huang Yao's expectations, Qing Jingwei did not choose a more stable tactic and had almost no hesitation.
Qing Jingwei placed his spear against the ground and slowly exhaled a long breath like a cloud. He gave up the idea of shaking off Emperor Dongyue at this moment and went to chase Qi Wuhuo. With his body trembling slightly, wrinkles appeared on his rough but majestic face, and then it became ferocious, losing his original human characteristics. His face became swollen and turned into the appearance of a lion.
His body was even bigger than before, his hair was lifted up and turned into a lion's mane, and his energy surged again.
The true form of the demon race and the joint use of the laws of heaven and earth.
This is the signature method used by the Demon Clan Great Sage when he exerts his full strength at this level.
Faced with an opponent who was about to die, he ignored the pressure on his own foundation and forcibly used this method.
Qing Jingwei held the spear in both hands and pressed his body down slightly. His own Qi became more and more wild and arrogant, and even the sky was pressed down. He controlled the laws of nature and the earth. This was a sign of full strength in a high-level confrontation. He said, "Come on, Dongyue!" Emperor Dongyue held a long sword and rushed towards Qing Jingwei to fight.
Every gesture and movement is full of magical powers.
Huang Yao lowered his eyes and did not participate.
With a flick of his wrist, the weapon in his hand turned into a stream of light, roaring like thunder, and rushed into the distance.
Directly erase the rift between the demons and the human world outside the city!
In this case, it is impossible to leave this place by relying on the space rift. The King of Qin and others who had hurriedly arrived at the formation before hurried on, relying on the royal family's luck and means to get on, causing the King of Qin's foundation to be damaged. Only then did they barely reach the formation and step into the human world. In a blink of an eye, the passage based on the rift collapsed.
However, it is impossible for Qi Wuhuo to enter the human world through this place.
To travel from the demon tribe to the human world, one needs to cross an endlessly long distance.
A peacock emitting golden flames flew across the sky. The fire emanating from its wings, which was purely formed by the light and energy of the sun, burned one monster after another and reduced them all to ashes. Qi Wuhuo could feel that the little peacock had tried his best. The little guy who used to be lazy and only wanted to fly on the tips of the grass now had red eyes.
Originally, he wanted to send Qi Wuhuo out of the exit, but when the little guy was rushing towards the crack, he saw a stream of light falling from the sky, which shattered the entire crack. He could no longer rely on this route to return to the human world. The little peacock gritted his teeth, turned around abruptly, flapped his wings, and continued to move forward.
Withstand the attacking magical powers and burn them with flames.
Then it flew towards a more distant direction.
The heavy blade, carrying the last strength of the Dongyue Jinzhou vein, was swung, which was itself similar to the concept of Dongyue in battle. The old and burly old man had fought to his limit, and the circulation of Qi was like a surging wave. Every time the sword was chopped down, it was like seeing an old friend. The blade swept across the void, causing layers of ripples.
The battle caused the earth to crack, the sky to lose its color, the mountains to collapse, and all things to be annihilated.
Dong Yue put all his strength into every move, as if he was still in his prime. The Green Lion in front took Dong Yue's moves in the same head-on manner. Dong Yue's eyes were fixed on the enemy in front of him, as if he wanted to vent all his anger. Under such a desperate attack, the Green Lion finally retreated in embarrassment.
It dispersed his Qi and also caused confusion in his moves.
Next move, and next move!
The next move will win!
Emperor Dong Yue let out a long roar and used the simplest move, which was just to gather all the strength in his body and then pierce forward. The Green Lion did not dodge this move and chose to resist it head-on. Dong Yue's move was defeated head-on in a more domineering way. The scattered aftermath made the knife come down heavily, but it lost enough power to kill the Green Lion. The next moment, he felt a pain in his chest and abdomen.
The weapon forged from thunder pierced through Emperor Dongyue.
And that power is infinitely close to, or even surpasses the level of ordinary emperors and demon saints, without any reservation.
One could almost feel that attack, which was also being carried out with all one's strength and without reservation.
Qing Shizi used his strongest attack to end Dong Yue's last remaining breath with the greatest respect for his enemy. Looking at the burly old man in front of him, Qing Jingwei said:
"How is it, Dongyue?"
"There are still regrets in this battle."
The light in Emperor Dongyue's eyes had lost its divine glow, but miraculously, he no longer felt any resentment for his failure. This battle, in which he had used all his strength, was already his limit. He did not kill his opponent, but it was enough. The child had also left here, but he did not know how, but he heard those familiar voices again and saw those familiar faces.
The old man whispered in his heart.
Sorry, everyone...
The land in Jinzhou has dried up.
However, one day, the wind will rise again, and Jinzhou will surely become what it once was... prosperous and splendid. The old man "sees" the land of Jinzhou, the laughing people, the running beasts, all living things, the laughing children, the world is like smoke, and the tender voices are singing ballads.
"Who knew that Jinzhou is thousands of miles long and has beautiful scenery everywhere."
“Flowers and plants that never fade in all seasons, trees that remain green all year round.”
"One-flavor tea, five-color melons, four-season flowers..."
The ballad is getting farther and farther away, and more and more ethereal.
The eyes of Emperor Dongyue lost the last of their divine light, and he fell to the ground. As he fell, the wind brushed across his face, reminding him of the past spring, the wind in Jinzhou. Qing Jingwei stretched out one hand to support his opponent who was about to fall to his knees due to the loss of his divine light. The spear in his right hand was inserted upside down into the ground, supporting the weight of Dongyue with all his strength.
The Emperor Dongyue was left standing there, and his breath died.
The Green Lion's face was cold and silent. He raised his head and looked at the distant stars, looking in the direction of Gouchen.
His strength didn't need to be so miserable, but facing this earth god who had lost his earth veins, his true body, 90% of his soul and seal, but fought desperately to the last moment, he gave himself the greatest respect and fought with all his strength. He supported his opponent with one hand and let him die standing. Huang Yao looked at the blue lion and said, "You defeated Dong Yue..."
"No."
Qing Jingwei replied: "I only killed the opponent whose foundation was shattered, but I didn't defeat him."
"You just died in my hands, that's all."
"I never, ever, beat him."
The Green Lion didn't care whether Huang Yao understood or not. He made the old man stand there with his arms raised high, as if bidding farewell. He raised his head and howled, "Dong Yue!"
He pressed the weapon in his hand heavily against the ground and said:
“Unparalleled!”
He flew a very long distance in one breath and couldn't even see the Blue Lion Holy Land behind him.
Only the faint sound of thunder could be heard, proving that the horrific battle was still going on.
Until this time, the golden flames of the little peacock dimmed and fell to the ground.
At this time, there was a plain in all directions. The peacock was flying in the air, emitting a beam of fire. It was an extremely conspicuous target. Not only could it not take Qi Wuhuo away, but it would also easily attract attention. The little peacock returned to its original appearance. Qi Wuhuo saw that the little peacock was covered in blood in order to save him. The right wing was pierced by a spear, which had become smaller at the moment, but the wound was still extremely hideous and bleeding.
The little peacock looked at the young Taoist priest, with worry and anxiety in his eyes: "Aqi, are you okay?"
Qi Wuhuo was in a mess at the moment, but his eyes were calm, calmer than before. Little Peacock felt that if Qi Wuhuo's eyes were calm when he first met him, then his eyes now were as calm as the mountains and rivers, which was different. The young Taoist stretched out his hand and used his magical powers to help Little Peacock stop the bleeding, and then said, "It's okay."
He left the battlefield, but there were more important things waiting for him to do.
Dong Yue is the most important title of the emperor under Hou Tu's name among the Four Emperors, and he must be sent back.
However, this is the demon tribe’s territory…
The little peacock suddenly flapped its wings, hesitated, and said:
"Well, Aqi, I'm going back there."
Qi Wuhuo was stunned, and then the young Taoist sat cross-legged on the grass and asked, "Why?"
The little peacock looked at the battle over there, hesitated for a long time, and then said: "I don't know why, but, Aqi Aqi, the strength I used to save you was taught to me by that uncle. Now it seems that many monsters are attacking the uncle. The uncle is bad, but the uncle taught me to practice, taught me my amazing eating skills, and even gave me fishing to eat."
"He seemed very nice to me."
"I was able to rescue you because of the magical power he taught me."
“So, I can’t just walk away like this.”
"I felt like I would be missing something important if I left."
The little peacock himself doesn't understand either.
It asked, "So, Aqi, you have taken care of me for a long time and are my good friend, the best of the best. But I think I am more than just Aqi's good friend. I am more complicated. I should also play with the little medicine spirit and be the little peacock who was taught magical powers."
"I'm your good friend, so I want to save you."
“But uncle also taught me good things.”
"So I'm going to fight other monsters with him."
The little peacock thought for a while and said:
"I am an independent little peacock. I want to make my own decisions. I want to decide what I want to do. I don't want to just follow behind you, Aqi. If I do that, I will just be the little peacock you raise. Although I am happy to follow you, Aqi, I will feel lost sometimes."
“I don’t want a missing piece in my heart.”
"I want to become even more powerful, very powerful!"
"After I defeat the other monsters this time, I won't owe you anything, and then I'll come find you!"
The little peacock said timidly: "Am I wrong to think this way? Aqi..."
Qi Wuhuo looked at the injuries and shocks it had endured in order to save him, with blood still staining its feathers. Then he saw Qi Yuntun asking for his opinion. The young Taoist was sitting on the grass, with his Qi still flowing slowly. He reached out and gently touched the little peacock, saying, "You are you, not me, and you should not exist for me."
"I am only qualified to give you advice, but I do not have the right to guide you."
“But remember.”
"There is no right or wrong, only choices. After this sentence, there is another one."
“After making a choice, there must be cause and effect.”
The young Taoist lightly touched the peacock's feathers and said, "Do what you want to do."
The little peacock looked at Qi Wuhuo, it flapped its wings, then flew away from the boy in front of it, turned around and flew towards the distant battlefield. The feathers and fallen leaves behind it were rising and swept by the wind caused by its flapping wings, freezing the picture of the sitting boy and the little peacock that had rekindled the golden flames.
For the rest of his life, countless times at night, the legend of the demon clan would look up at the bright moon in the sky, and would recall this farewell and the grand reunion in the future.
If you never leave, you can never truly grow.
The so-called destiny, is it a story that has been decided at the beginning, or is it that when we look back at the past at the end, every choice converges into a river. The river flows through the years, encompassing all living beings, and moves forward quietly.
The young Taoist held up the seal.
In the top formation of the Green Lion Holy Land, no information could be transmitted outside, but it was different now.
The young Taoist put his fingers together, and during this rare, brief moment of calm and respite, he decided to make contact.
Soon a familiar voice came -
"No doubt? What are you doing?"
"Uncle Niu."