The deafening roar shook the entire universe and caused the earth to tremble.
A pale figure hurled itself from the air at breakneck speed, crashing fiercely into the earth, creating a bottomless hole. The cracks in the earth rippled rapidly like cracked bark. Just as a burly, tall man suddenly appeared from the air, holding the Mountain Seal, ready to smash into the hole, the demon cultivator who had been sent flying immediately flew out of the cave.
On this side, the battle between Qi Luo and Hao Ming was obviously very intense, and Qi Luo was at a disadvantage.
Being able to cause space to rupture proved the strength of both of them. Hao Ming's strength was originally superior to Qi Luo's, so it was only natural for him to suppress Qi Luo. It could even be said that if Hao Ming had not been seriously injured by Mo Qianqiu ten days ago, the situation today would not have been what it is today.
At this moment, in the invisible space, Venerable Guanglingzi and Demon Venerable Xingwei were also fighting fiercely.
However, Luo Jianqing had no time to care about Qi Luo's affairs.
Bright green jade beads swirled above Demon Mountain, emitting a powerful and majestic energy. This power carried an aura that Luo Jianqing was most familiar with. It was all the power of the "Nine Lotus Heart Record", the spiritual power that the successive masters of Yuxiao Peak on Mount Taihua had spent their entire lives, leaving behind before their death.
This kind of power can shake the heavens and the earth. Luo Jianqing only mobilized one tenth of it to fight against Jin Li.
But they are still at a disadvantage.
The noble beast whispers, summoning wind and rain. Its gentle wag of its tail shakes the earth. Demon Lord Jinli is the first and only divine beast Luo Jianqing has ever encountered. What is a divine beast? In this world, no demon beast can attain immortality; only divine beasts can!
This is the special permission granted by Heaven to the divine beasts.
This is the divine beast!
The demon race cannot become immortals. Even if they cultivate to the peak of the heavenly level and their strength far exceeds that of the late-stage human cultivators of the same level, they cannot become immortals!
Therefore, no one in the world had ever heard of a demon beast becoming an immortal. Even across tens of thousands of years, Jin Li remained the only divine beast. No one knew his origins, but upon his birth, he was already a seventh-level cultivator. The heavens had granted him immense advantages, allowing him to achieve his current strength.
The snow-white dragon, like a delicate jade thread, tumbled endlessly through the air. Its form formed a series of beautiful illusions, and each dragon roar brought a torrential downpour. Roaring, it charged towards the Demon Mountain, but was blocked by a small green lotus, unable to get even a single step closer.
Luo Jianqing has already pushed the spiritual power in his body to the extreme. Even the spiritual energy between heaven and earth has formed a terrifying vortex, rushing towards him madly.
The power of Mo Qianqiu and the other two, plus his own spiritual power that continued to flow in, were all injected into the Mingguang Qingyu Pearl by Luo Jianqing. Using the Qinglian Yuanshen as the center, he fought against the white dragon.
"Luo Jianqing, can you repel Jin Li temporarily?" Qin Guihe asked.
Luo Jianqing clasped his hands together, and spiritual energy surged out from his palms. He said, "I can only mobilize less than one-tenth of the energy in the Bright Light Green Jade Pearl. Seven days have passed. If this continues, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on any longer."
Upon hearing this, the Bai Family Patriarch immediately said anxiously, "We were only barely able to contend with Jin Li. He wasn't injured at all."
Luo Jianqing frowned. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a cold laugh. He turned and saw the Demon Lord, wearing a silver-white mask, curl his red lips. He glanced at the Bai family patriarch with disdain and said in a calm tone, "This isn't going to work. Luo Jianqing, wait here. I'll create an opportunity for you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the hand that had been covering Luo Jianqing's back suddenly moved away.
Luo Jianqing shouted in horror: "Mo Qianqiu!"
I saw a blood-red figure like a meteor, rushing out of the protection range of the bright green jade bead at a high speed and stopping in front of the white dragon.
Before this hundred-foot-long white dragon, Mo Qianqiu's slender figure seemed a grain of sand, insignificant. However, when he voluntarily left the protection of the Bright Light Green Jade Pearl, the white dragon abruptly halted its attack. It lowered its noble head slightly, its icy blue eyes fixed on the man before it, emotionless, as if looking at an inanimate object.
The majestic momentum then dissipated.
The temperature of the air dropped sharply, and every breath turned into white mist.
The white dragon circled its body and looked down at the human cultivator.
The two looked at each other for a moment, but the beautiful demon cultivator chuckled first, then pointed the whip at Bai Long and said arrogantly, "Jin Li, I'm already standing here. I want to know how you can kill me?"
A hundred years ago, when Mo Qianqiu fought against the demon lord Xing Wei, his strength was only slightly inferior to Jin Li, but Xing Wei was far inferior to Jin Li.
However, as mentioned before, unless there's a huge disparity in strength between top-tier powers, it's generally difficult to kill one another. The last time Jin Li nearly ripped Mo Qianqiu's heart out, it wasn't just because Jin Li was inherently stronger than Mo Qianqiu, but more importantly, Mo Qianqiu had just fought a fierce battle with Hao Ming, suffering heavy losses and serious injuries.
Now that Mo Qianqiu's injuries have mostly healed, it would be very difficult for Jin Li to kill him again.
Gazing at the almost negligible human before him, Bai Long's clear, bright eyes shimmered like the purest gemstones. He exhaled gently, and a layer of icy mist fell on Mo Qianqiu, lifting his hair.
The voice of the mythical beast rose up, accompanied by rumbling thunder.
"Now that you have come forward, I can naturally keep my promise and not participate in the war between the two clans for the next hundred years."
Upon hearing this, Mo Qianqiu suddenly burst into laughter, his blood-red robes gleaming brightly in the sunlight. He swung his long whip, creating a loud crack in the air. His laughter abruptly stopped, and Mo Qianqiu pointed his whip at Bailong, his eyes cold. "If you want my life, you'll have to give me your heart in exchange!"
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