Eternal Tranquility

Liu Qinghuan did not expect that Wanmu Zhengrong's nectar bottle would be found by himself. The speeding green light came close in the blink of an eye and landed on his open palm.

"This is the fairy treasure!" Yun Zheng came over and marveled at the green wooden bottle in his hand: "Didn't you leave it in Jingluo Yuanji Jingling? You can find it so far away, and you can't find it at all." So spiritual.”

Liu Qinghuan rubbed the bottle and said with a smile: "Yes, maybe it also knows that it can only leave the Mingshan battlefield by following me."

This war season is about to end. If Wan Mu Ping doesn't come to him, he will have no choice but to be destroyed together with the mountains, rivers and land in the Mingshan War Territory, becoming the spiritual energy of heaven and earth needed to nurture the new war season.

It is the nature of all things to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and Wan Mu Ping, as Xuantian's treasure, obviously understands this.

The earth shook, thunder and lightning penetrated the sky, and the surrounding area was filled with violent thunder power, making people almost feel like they were in a thunder field. Liu Qinghuan put away the ten thousand wooden bottles and said: "Time is running out, get ready to leave!"

Yun Zheng glanced at the Heaven and Earth Book that was still spitting out words on the horizon, then turned around to activate the ancient formation.

Liu Qinghuan ordered Jiang Nianen: "Bring all the disciples here, you go first."

Jiang Nianen obeyed his master's advice and hurriedly ran to call for help.

With a soft "buzz" sound, the stars in the star gate flickered, and Wen Shi's disciples stepped into the magic circle one by one and disappeared into the whirlpool.

Before entering the door, Xiaoxiao stopped in front of Liu Qinghuan and said, "Uncle Liu, my mother has been spending her leisure time at home these years. She often talks about her experiences traveling with her father and you. When will you go to Sao Feng Continent to see us?"

Liu Qinghuan paused and asked, "How is your mother's health now?"

Smiling with a hint of sadness on his brows, he said: "My body is fine, but I've been a bit mentally weak in recent years..."

Liu Qinghuan thought of Lele's troubled life, sighed softly, and said, "Okay, I will visit her when I have time."

Xiaoxiao bowed and saluted, and entered the star gate with Jiang Nianen.

"Let's go too." Yun Zheng greeted. He looked back before stepping into the star gate, only to see Liu Qinghuan still standing there without moving.

"What are you still doing? Let's go!"

Liu Qinghuan looked at the heaven and earth chart hanging on the sky and was silent for a moment, then said with a faint smile: "I won't go back now, I still have some things to do..."

"What else do you have?" Yun Zheng interrupted him directly, his face changed: "Is it your injury?"

Seeing Liu Qinghuan's silence, he said angrily: "I knew there must be something wrong. What happened to your injury? How long did it take to hide it? Even if I can't help, there is always someone who can help you. , what’s the matter with you staying in the Mingshan Battlefield? What’s more, you won’t be able to stay in the Mingshan Battlefield anymore, you will just be thrown into an unknown interface!”

Seeing that he refused to give up without asking the reason, Liu Qinghuan had no choice but to say truthfully: "When I destroyed the Demon City, I was hit by a demonic source from the Demon Ancestor. If I can't get rid of it, I will lose my mind and become the Demon Ancestor's puppet."

Yun Zheng said in shock: "The source of the devil!"

"So I can't go back to Yunmengze now." Liu Qinghuan continued: "But you don't have to worry, I have already thought of a way to restrain the source of the devil."

"any solution?"

Liu Qinghuan suddenly raised his head and glanced at the sky, and saw that the sky was like fragile glass, with cracks appearing. Then he saw that the true immortal text on the heaven and earth spectrum had reached the foot of the spectrum, and he hurriedly pushed Yun Zheng: "It's too late to say anything, hurry up and leave!"

Yun Zheng was caught off guard and pushed by him, staggering and falling into the star gate: "Liu Qing..." The last word "huan" could not be heard.

Liu Qinghuan smiled helplessly, and the next moment he felt an irresistible force falling on him, his vision went dark, and he suddenly felt like the world was spinning!

Behind him, the mountains fell in pieces, the earth writhed, and the space shattered.

This round of war season has come to an end, and after hundreds or thousands of years of change, new mountains, rivers, and seas will be formed in the Mingshan War Zone, and new treasures of heaven and earth, spiritual objects, and even immortal treasures will be cultivated.

Until then, the next war season will come again and the war will continue.

…

Liu Qinghuan found himself standing on a large rock. The wind blew from the cliff at his feet, bringing with it the fresh scent of grass and trees. A flock of birds flew through the air, and the crisp birdsong resounded throughout the mountain, creating a peaceful and peaceful scene.

For a moment, he lost all consciousness, and the demonic source lurking in his body came out to cause trouble, breaking through two hastily erected defenses outside his spiritual platform, and almost rushed into the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

Liu Qinghuan broke out in a cold sweat, threw out a few formation flags, and immediately sat on the ground, intending to guard the mourning platform and regain his concentration.

This was the reason why he couldn't return to Yunmengze. If he relaxed even a little, he might be controlled by the devil. There were countless devil thoughts that lingered like nightmares, giving him unreasonable rage and surging desire to kill.

If he loses control, almost no one in Yunmengze can stop him, and even the Wenshi faction may be in danger, so he cannot and does not dare to return to Yunmengze.

Liu Qinghuan stayed on that mountain for a total of three days. While holding on to his soul, he also managed some simple injuries. Fortunately, he was the Aoki Holy Body. No matter how serious the injury was, he could slowly recover as long as he had enough time.

However, what he lacked was time. He didn't know how long he could resist the erosion of the demonic source. Although Cizu's voice did not sound again, the power of the demonic source continued to strengthen.

He also thought about returning to Moyun Ya to ask Ji Shi for help, but Ji Shi tried his best to help him seal the source of the devil. Now that the source of the devil has awakened, the Jingfan Yunguang Buddha Seal may no longer be able to seal it.

Not long ago, in the Mingshan battle field, the source of magic seemed to have disappeared for a while and became extremely quiet. This made him suddenly feel that he had found a glimmer of opportunity.

One day later, Liu Qinghuan rushed to the Xiuxian City closest to the mountain forest. After making inquiries, he found out that he had been thrown into a medium interface called Shuiyun Realm by the Mingshan Battle Realm.

Liu Qinghuan quickly found the cross-border teleportation circle in this world, and then moved around several times. On the way, he was almost controlled by the demon source several times. Once, he even stabbed the Xuxu Sword into his abdomen.

This set off alarm bells in Liu Qinghuan's heart. Apparently Cizu, who was thousands of miles away, was gradually losing his patience and couldn't control him. Why not give him a warning first? Or, just let him kill himself?

Fortunately, Lei Yuanjie has finally arrived!

The Leiyuan Realm is home to the Leilinggen monks. It can only be regarded as a small realm in terms of interface size. It is smaller than Yunmengze who has not returned to the Wanhu Realm, but it is quite famous in the Three Thousand Realms. Only because of this There is a thunder field in the world that has lasted from ancient times to the present, called Qianguangguang, which is the holy land in the hearts of all thunder cultivators.

It is said that there is thunder falling from the thousands of lustrous lights that is comparable to the ascension calamity of a Mahayana monk, and Liu Qinghuan's destination is here.

Shocking thunder came from a distance, and there seemed to be countless stone pillars standing on the ground. When they got closer, they found that they were not stone pillars at all, but streaks of thunder that continued to bombard the ground, even though they were far away. From a distance, you can still feel the power of thunder that makes people fear.

Liu Qinghuan, who was tired of life, looked at Lei Zhu and showed a weak smile, and threw himself into the terrifying thunder field without hesitation!