Eternal Tranquility

At the level of Liu Qinghuan and Wen Dao's cultivation, every battle is open and closed, and Taoist magic and magic weapons are extremely powerful. If they approach rashly or try to intervene in the battle midway, it will not only be extremely dangerous, but also extremely unwise.

Therefore, Liu Qinghuan could only wait. Even if he was worried, he could only watch from a distance.

However, the battle over there ended faster than expected. About half an hour later, the huge bell flickered for a few times, then suddenly broke away, and a black sword light flew into the sky!

Liu Qinghuan, who noticed the strange appearance and was rushing over there, stopped abruptly. He squinted his eyes and stared at the sword light that had gone away in an instant and was about to disappear, feeling the somewhat familiar ghostly sword intent that was as cold as the abyss.

"It's him!"

Feng Zao, who is actually a ghost sword, has been sealed in the Lingyun Heavenly Palace in the fairy world. Later, the seal was loosened and he escaped to the real demon world.

Back then, in the Undersea Immortal Mansion of Underworld God Gui Li, Liu Qinghuan met a clone of the other party. The soul of the clone and its original sword are still sealed in his ring.

So when this man came over and bent down when he was unconscious, could he want to take the ring from his hand?

No, the clone sword was sealed very tightly and would not leak out its aura. The other party probably still wanted to see the Hades Seal on his waist.

With his mind spinning, Liu Qinghuan continued to run towards that direction. The shadow of the ancient bell had completely dissipated, replaced by a sudden burst of golden Buddha light. Accompanied by the grand Sanskrit chant, a lotus flower several stories high took shape.

The Buddha's light was too strong, making it difficult for people to see what was going on inside. Liu Qinghuan could only shout: "Brother Wen Dao! Master Yuan Ming!"

"Here!" Yuan Ming's voice came, and the petals of the Buddha lotus slowly opened.

"Fellow Taoist Taiwei, do you have any elixirs on you? I heard that Taoist Taoist's condition is not good!"

Liu Qinghuan flew down to the Lotus Heart Platform and saw Wen Dao sitting with his eyes closed. There were still traces of fine snake scales on his face and hands, and there were several horrific sword wounds on his body. And Yuan Ming crossed his legs behind him, releasing Buddha power with both hands to suppress the rising ghost energy around him.

Liu Qinghuan's heart sank, and he hurried over. Just as he was about to check Wen Dao's condition, he saw Wen Dao open his eyes and said, "I'm not seriously injured, but the sword energy entered my body. It will take some time to slowly resolve."

Liu Qinghuan took back his hand: "Feng Xiao's true form is the Xuanming Ghost Sword, and its Xuanming Sword Qi may not be easy to resolve. Are you sure you don't need help?"

"No!" Wen Dao refused, refusing to show any weakness.

Seeing Liu Qinghuan's solemn expression, he explained: "Although the opponent's combat power is terrifying, he is bound by the law of heaven. In addition, I have the protection of the Ancient Bell and the help of a master. It is impossible for him to kill me. He just suffered It’s just a little injured, just take care of it.”

Liu Qinghuan looked at Yuan Ming: Buddhists generally have restrained killing methods, but their defensive methods are extremely strong. This must be the case with Yuan Ming.

Wen Dao's eyes scanned Liu Qinghuan's body with some inquiring eyes. He didn't ask how he recovered from his serious injuries so quickly. Instead, he said very calmly: "It should be too late for you two to rush to Suohen Bridge now."

"What?" Yuan Ming was surprised: "Rush to Suohen Bridge now?"

"Yes!" Wen Dao nodded firmly.

"What should we do here?" Liu Qinghuan asked.

He wiped his face and got up from the ground with some difficulty.

"It's enough for me to guard this side. I only need to hold on for one or two more days. Once the Suohen Bridge is activated, the demonic troops rushing this way will inevitably turn around immediately. Therefore, there will be no more people on the Babel Tower side. It’s such a big deal, it would be a waste for you two to stay, why not go help lock the Hen Bridge.”

"What if they don't turn around?" Yuan Ming doubted: "It's hard to say for sure. After all, the Tower of Babel is too far from the Suohen Bridge. It will take us a day or two to get there. The demon army will move even slower. If They think they can’t catch up anyway, so why don’t they just keep coming here?”

"That would be better!" Wen Dao said with a smile: "If we contain more demonic troops here, it will be easier to lock the Hatred Bridge. As for us, there are only these people anyway. When the time comes, we will get into the Futu Tower, and I will Take the tower away and let their large army of demons rush into nothing!"

Then he said to Yuan Ming: "Master, let me borrow your pagoda and I will return it to you when I get back."

"No problem!" Yuan Ming said quickly: "But..." He looked at Liu Qinghuan.

Liu Qinghuan pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "Then let's do it! Master and I will get up and go to Suohen Bridge now, but you are injured. If another demon arrives, don't force yourself, save yourself! "

"Don't worry!" Wen Dao said: "I guess only Shangyi is the permanent resident in Jin Buxiangtian. The demon god Fengzhao may have just passed by or happened to be near the Babel Tower and was caught up by us."

'I'm afraid I'm not passing by, but maybe I came here specifically after hearing that I was here...'

Liu Qinghuan couldn't say anything, he only lamented that these demon gods were too vindictive!

He stood up and said solemnly: "Now that it has been decided, Master and I must leave as soon as possible, lest we miss the opportunity to take action on Suohenqiao."

Yuan Ming handed a jade slip to Wen Dao and said solemnly: "This is the method of controlling the Futu Tower. Fellow Taoist Wen Dao, I will leave the Bongtian Tower to you!"

After a few quick discussions between the three of them, Liu Qinghuan and Yuan Ming planned to leave. After all, time was indeed very tight.

As the first demon realm, Jin Buxiangtian's territory is as vast as the sum of several great realms. This is why they chose Babel Tower everywhere. It and Suohen Bridge are almost at the east and west ends of Jin Buxiangtian.

He and Yuan Ming did not go together. The goal of two people together was too great, so it would be more hidden if they were separated.

Let Fu Bao and the others return to the spirit beast bag temporarily. Liu Qinghuan's feet rippled and he took one step forward. He was already thousands of miles away.

Shrink the land into an inch, and the mountains and seas will be smooth. The wind is blowing and the clouds are lingering, and the sun and moon are moving like a shuttle.

Only half a day away from the Babel Tower, Liu Qinghuan encountered the demon army. He saw smoke and dust billowing on the vast land, and the black tide surged, so vast that it could not be seen to the end.

Among the demon army, a demon ancestor who was so bored that he was pouring himself a drink suddenly felt something. He suddenly raised his head, only to see thick black clouds covering the entire sky, which could not even be blown away by the strong wind. And that abnormal fluctuation can no longer be felt, as if it was just his illusion just now.

"Who is so rude? You don't even say hello when you pass by!" Demon Ancestor said dissatisfied, and waved the whip in his hand again: "Run faster, have you not eaten? It's so slow, when can we reach the Tower of Babel!"

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Liu Qinghuan did not stop and only sent a messenger talisman to Wen Dao after flying over.

Hurrying and hurrying, a day and a half later, with the Suohen Bridge in sight, the sky in the distance suddenly opened a big crack, and the colorful clouds pouring out turned into a big hand holding up the sky, falling towards the Suohen Bridge!