Eternal Tranquility

Several cracks opened in the sky, red-black flames poured down like heavy rain, and the overbearing heat wave swept in all directions. It was as powerful as burning mountains and boiling seas, and fine gold and iron were melted into slurry in an instant.

And this side is a vast ocean-like body of water, with a chilling aura flowing around the back, in stark contrast to the waves of fire coming towards it, as if two heavens of water and fire are fighting for the control of this world. right.

There is dense water and vapor on one side, and rolling heat waves on the other. Sometimes it feels like being in the cold winter, sometimes like falling into a fire cellar, with huge momentum and spectacular waves.

Liu Qinghuan stood on the black wooden boat and was secretly shocked. The female demon was worthy of being a demon that could cause droughts from the sky. The fire she used was called Xianfen Jiyan. It was a rare solstice fire among ghost fires. Its power should not be underestimated. This This was also the reason why he had not forced his way through the fire wall before.

The terrifying heat became more intense as the female slave approached, forcing his Dao realm to gradually retreat, as if he was invincible.

Liu Qinghuan raised his pen and flicked it, the blood-yellow river water rolled up into violent waves, and when it met the flames, it stirred up torrential mist.

But if this continues, it cannot fundamentally solve the problem. Seeing this situation, the female demon seems to have seen the dawn of victory, and her original idea of ​​​​escape quickly turned into greed for the fairy treasure.

The cracks in the already riddled sky were getting deeper, as if they wanted to burn the world to ashes. Large balls of burning flames rolled out, smashing the Styx below to the point of being cut off.

The figure of the female demon bathed in the rain of fire rose several feet taller. She looked up to the sky and roared, and the boiling flames rose higher. If she took a step forward, the sea of ​​​​fire would also advance several feet forward.

Liu Qinghuan watched with cold eyes as the opponent gradually became more and more rampant. The Qianqiu Samsara Pen in his hand slowly rose, and all his magic power poured into the pen like a flood.

I saw that the few golden lines on the black pen body, which were given and plated by heaven on the altar of Forgotten City that day, suddenly burst into dazzling brilliance, just like the light from the sky at dawn!

The next moment, the Netherworld River that had retreated to the feet suddenly stopped surging. The originally blood-yellow water gradually turned as black as ink, and the breath of death was like the icy cold wind rising from the plains, and the surging scorching flames.

Like a traveler shivering in the wind, not a single bit of heat is left in his body.

The surrounding temperature cooled down again, and the female demon who was rushing forward with great interest suddenly stopped. Her face was cloudy for a moment, then she turned around and retreated, and her figure was submerged by the dancing flames.

A hint of mockery appeared at the corner of Liu Qinghuan's mouth, and the tip of his pen flickered with a faint brilliance. A bit of sword intention flew down like starlight, and in an instant it turned into a thick and broad sword, returning to the original nature of the ultimate sword intention.

Coming out majestic!

Wherever the sword light passed, the water surged and the flames emptied, but the female demon was nowhere to be seen.

"Huh?" Liu Qinghuan was a little surprised. When he searched with his spiritual sense, he still couldn't find the other party, as if the other party had quietly disappeared.

He turned his eyes in confusion, and suddenly there was a strange fluctuation from his consciousness. A faint red shadow flashed past and rushed towards his direction!

"snort!"

Liu Qinghuan immediately understood the other party's plan. According to rumors, the female demon was transformed into a part of the soul of the mythical beast Jian, and she was born with the magical power to seize other people's bodies for her own use.

However, what Liu Qinghuan is not afraid of the most is the battle between souls. The opponent is afraid that he will hit the iron plate this time. As his mind turned, his spiritual consciousness turned into a semi-solidified palm. He grasped the red shadow that was coming towards him and caught it in his palm.

The red shadow struggled desperately, constantly changing its shape and rushing left and right, but it could not break away at all from the strong palm of the consciousness that was as solid as a wall.

Knowing that he could not escape, the other party turned into a woman again, showing a pitiful appearance, and begged: "I was wrong, fellow Taoist, please let me go..."

Liu Qinghuan had already lost his patience. He was not willing to listen to her excuses anymore. He grabbed her neck and pierced her sea of ​​consciousness with her tyrannical consciousness like a sharp sword...

After a few breaths, Liu Qinghuan let go of his hand, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows smoothed out a lot.

From the memory of the female demon, we learned that the Jade demon cultivator was Yujiu's closest attendant and had always been with him. This time the three of them traveled thousands of miles to find Yunmengze. In fact, he was the only one who suspected that the immortal treasure was with Liu Qinghuan. After learning that he had returned to Yunmengze, he called the other two people together on the pretext of tracing Yujiu's traces. come over.

In other words, the female demon and the other person did not know about the fairy treasure at the beginning, and everything was done by the Jian clan demon cultivator.

Liu Qinghuan secretly determined that at least the fairy treasure was still very secret and had not been leaked. But...even if there are still people who are suspicious, it is something he cannot control.

He felt quite helpless. So far, the troubles caused by Wanmu Zhengrong's nectar bottle had never stopped. He originally thought that he could sit back and relax by killing Yujiu, but then someone started to suspect him again. Although it was still the chain reaction caused by Yujiu, there might be a second one. It was hard to say whether anyone would come to the door in the future.

Alas, in the final analysis, his strength is still not up to the point of protecting Xuantian's treasure. If he wants to save it once and for all, unless his cultivation reaches the Mahayana realm, he can only passively wait for others to come to him.

Looking at the languid demon ghost on his hand after being forcibly searched for his soul, Liu Qinghuan could not feel any compassion at all, so he squeezed it hard with his palm!

The rain of fire in the sky had long since stopped, and the rolling flames gradually receded due to the death of their master. They were completely extinguished when pressed by the black water of the Netherworld River.

Withdrawing to the Dao realm and returning to the Eastern Wasteland, the previous fierce battles took place in the isolated Divine Dao realm, but they still affected the external environment. The originally lush jungle has turned into a mess of scorched earth. There are traces of the severe drought everywhere. It is not known how many years it will take for vegetation to grow again.

Liu Qinghuan took action repeatedly, and the spiritual power in his body had been exhausted. He was also deeply tired. He just thought that he had been delayed for such a long time and there were still important things waiting for him to do, but he could not stop to rest.

He took out a Dharma boat and summoned Fu Bao and Xiao Hei, asking them to sail the boat while he took the time to adjust his breathing.

The two spirit beasts seemed to have long been accustomed to Liu Qinghuan fighting off enemies. They only asked a few questions with concern and then obediently stopped disturbing him.

The next journey was quite smooth. The Dharma Ship quickly arrived at the Immortal City at the foot of Qianye Mountain. It was teleported to the Immortal Cauldron City of Wanhu Realm through the Dharma Array. After several twists and turns, it finally arrived at Qinglihuang Continent a few days later.

With the token given by Tongzhen in hand, the attitude of the Qingli army guarding Xiangenrong was much better this time. They led him all the way to the wall of the realm, where they saw Swooping in Tsing Yi waiting there.

Liu Qinghuan quickly stepped forward and saluted: "Greetings to Senior Sweeper."

Fusion Overhaul smiled faintly: "We meet again."

The author flew to Xinjiang yesterday. I am used to staying at home on weekdays, but when I suddenly ran out, I felt extremely tired. I don’t know what’s going on, but I haven’t been able to open the writer’s backend all day today. I always get stuck when the page cannot be opened, and I feel tired...