The fire of calamity fell from the sky.

Sticky, hot, scorching flames fell from the sky, endless.

God, broken.

The clear sky of the past has long disappeared, and replaced by the haze that cannot be seen at the end is covered with a strange dark red sieve.

On the bumpy earth, all kinds of bones were buried underground, with a few wreckages sporadically exposed, indicating the tragic war.

Behind the fog is a huge world, different from this world system, but equally huge world.

Next to a charcoal burned into ashes, a Taoist in blue was sitting quietly cross-legged with a cold face.

Long sleeves are graceful, with fairy-like and Taoist priests. People who practice Taoism should be like this. They are free and easy, traveling to the North Sea and Cangwu in the evening, looking for a fairy mountain spiritual palace, reciting the Huangting, being friends with tigers and leopards, being close to elks, indulging in the mountains and rivers, and being happy and free.

But at this time, the Taoist robe that originally blessed the mantra had become ragged, with several scars remaining on its body.

More than 900 days and nights of fighting, struggling to survive in this battlefield of the battle between the two worlds. The original Taoist robe has become tattered and many wounds have appeared on its body. The most dangerous one is a slanted scratch on its chest.

But the more this happens, the more the eyes look cooler and cooler, with the Taoist rhyme outside the world.

But it all started thirty years ago.

Thirty years ago, an extraterritorial demon appeared in this world and invaded. The sky shattered and turned into a trace of the sky. A continuous stream of demons rushed from outside the world to this world, hoping to turn this place into an extraterritorial demon land.

"Sure enough, war can be the most capable of honing a person. I am the realm of Yin God. If I stay here for a few years, maybe I can break through to the realm of Yang God. However, if I were an ordinary person, I would have been crazy here for a long time!"

"I don't know when this war will end!" Youyou sighed, and Pei Ziqing sank into the deep level of concentration again, trying hard to swallow and exhale the evil energy between heaven and earth, and transform it into spiritual energy.

The emperors of the Heavenly Court and the Taoist sect also took action, but after several battles, both sides no longer ended, and let all the subordinates and disciples take action.

Once the war begins, it is the beginning of disaster.

If the order is above, the order is below must be followed.

At the beginning of this war, Daojun and Heavenly Court began to integrate the power of the entire world. Whether it is Mao Shen, casual cultivator, demon clan or small sect, they must do so.

Don’t go? With the cooperation between Heavenly Court and Taoist Sect, no one dares to say no.

The Demon Lord Chi Xuan wanted to collude with the foreign land. As a result, the Emperor of Heaven took action and captured him to serve him with respect. After going to Zhuxiantai, under the thunder, the demon sky was broken, the soul was scattered, the true spirit was dispersed, and he would never be reborn.

As for the disciples of his sect, it was even more terrible.

In this case, you dare to disrespect the edict, and you are really trying to die.

Pei Ziqing rushed to the battlefield under this situation.

For the sect's plan, I had to come and fight.

Qingyu Sect is just a small sect. Only when you come to participate can you continue. If you don’t come, you will probably go away soon.

After a moment, a magma flowed all over his body, and his red pupils were filled with killing and destruction. His strange-shaped horns stood up high, and the flame demon, who was covered with scales, held spears in his hands, slowly walked in. Every step he took, there were traces of red footprints on the ashes.

His spiritual sense observed the flame demon coming from afar, and then he slowly woke up from the deepest state of concentration. His heart slowly beating. His eyes opened, and his eyes were extremely indifferent, without sorrow or joy.

The Taoist took out a jade bottle, and there was a clear light of water in the bottle. With a gentle sucking, the spiritual liquid in it turned into clear light, nourishing his Qingmu Taoist body.

"Come on, demon, we won't lose. After all, there is a master sect behind me and our relatives and friends!"

When he saw the flame demon in the distance, he couldn't help but remember the scene of the teacher and his fellow disciples dying in battle, and he felt sad for a moment.

But soon, this sentimentality was buried deep in his heart. In this demonic realm invaded by demons, there was no space for sentimentality.

The soul condensed, and the blue light in his eyes became faint. Pei Ziqing's expression became faint, and he made gestures with both hands.

With a "boom", the pre-launched formation exploded, and a lightning flashed away.

The Flame Demon seems to encounter this kind of scene often, and a ray of fanatic look appeared in his eyes condensed by the flames: "My Lord Salaris is supreme!"

The lightning streaked through the heavy protection and struck the flame demon. Purple and red runes splashed everywhere, colliding with each other, shattering each other, but they did not have much effect. The black and red fog rose, which was in harmony with the ubiquitous lava torrent deep underground. After the lightning pierced through the many obstacles, the body reduced greatly and was weak in advancing backwards, which did not play much role in the flame demon's scales.

The battle was not good, but Pei Ziqing's heart did not fluctuate at all. The war over the past three years has long tempered his heart to a pointless state. A temporary failure does not mean anything. This is just that he has just begun to take action.

However, this demon looks like the Fire Demon Clan, perhaps, it is a bit tricky.

The demons and tribes outside the domain also have different strengths, such as the little cowards, succubus, etc., but they are just cannon fodder, and their combat power is not very strong, but the flame demon clan is different.

Since the invasion of the foreign demons, this place has become the front line for fighting with demons. There are also powerful people among the demons, and they also hold the rules, named Salaris, and are called the Master of the Flame Demon. This Fire Demon clan is equivalent to the direct inheritance of the Taoist sect. Since it was eroded into the outer realm, this place has not been controlled by the Donghua Heavenly Dao. If it is the home court of the demons, the Fire Demon clan is even more dominant. Those with talent can match the power of the Fire Demon master and cross the rank out of thin air.

But his hero, my enemy. If he can kill him this time, he will have no regrets.

Maybe, I will die this time. Pei Ziqing thought to himself.

The hardships of the ages are the only one who dies. After the division commander and his fellow disciples died in battle, he already has the will to die. This time he comes to participate in the war for a lifetime, but it is just paving the way for the sect.

"Kill!" Pei Ziqing roared, and a golden light flashed between his fingers. A sword shadow pierced before the lightning had dissipated. The golden sword light burst through the defense and tore a hole in the flame demon. The hot blood flowed out from the chest and abdomen, splashed onto the ground, corroding a shallow pit on the ground.

After being hit, the Flame Demon was even more furious, "Ignorous mortal, go to die. I want to throw your soul into the abyss and purgatory. I can't survive or die." A dazzling fire light condensed on the spear, stabbing him hard.

My mind was filled with thoughts, and in a flash, a thunder fire god bead was thrown out by Pei Ziqing.

"Boom--" A louder explosion than before was heard. At the same time, Pei Ziqing stepped on Yu's foot and muttered the words "Five Thunders in the Heart of Heaven--Kill!"

A blue-purple thunder shot out with the aftermath of the moment, rushed through the heavy protection and hit the flame demon.

The crackling sound of electric current continued to vibrate. At this time, a golden protective cover burst out independently, forcing the thunder to block the lightning outside.

"Puff--" Pei Ziqing covered the corner of her mouth, and he vomited his pain in one mouthful of pain, and his face turned pale.

The flame demon's face became more and more ferocious, but at this time he calmed down, extremely solemn, "I, Haridi, will give you eternal death."

As he said that, he took out a talisman with red light, and from that talisman, Pei Ziqing felt a very strong threat of death.

Although he still has the means to keep his feet on the box, the biggest possibility is to die together.

Is this the treatment of the direct descendants? Maybe I will lose.

At this moment, Pei Ziqing's face showed a hint of awareness and freedom, "I fell down, and there were thousands of me, demons from outside the domain, let us die together!"

As he said that, there was a hint of hesitation and a little hesitation on his face, but in a bitter smile, he still activated the secret technique of the master. The essence, blood and magic power in his body burned, and he crashed into the flame demon. "For this world I love, go to hell with me, although there may not be an underworld in the intersection of these two realms, or maybe I don't even have the chance to go to the underworld."

At this time, like a revolving lantern, the scenes of life flashed in front of him one by one.

The joy of practicing in the deep mountains, the sadness of leaving the family, the pain of being beaten by the thugs and the resentment of friction with the brothers.

Finally, Pei Ziqing's memory stayed in front of his master's spiritual card.

"Master, I'm here to see you. I don't know how you are doing underground." The originally tense face became softer, and Pei Ziqing showed an innocent smile, just as the sunlight finally penetrated the layers of dark clouds and shone on the earth. He saw the light.

His hands drooped, but they swung with the wind, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he slowly fell down.

"I'm too tired. Can you give me a little rest?" Pei Ziqing thought so when he slowly fell down.

"It seems that I can only go downstairs and rest. Am I a little greedy?"

"No--" The flame demon's expression became panicked, and he quickly retreated, trying to avoid this self-destructive attack.

But how could this be avoided so simply? The magic has locked the target long before shooting.

With a "boom", a large area of ​​flames exploded on the spot, and Mars splashed everywhere. Pei Ziqing and the flame demon's bodies turned into ashes in the explosion.

A green light flashed in the sky, trying to lead his soul away, but at this moment, a broken jade plate shone a faint light, flashing and not extinguishing. After absorbing the soul of the flame demon, Pei Ziqing's soul was fixed, and it flashed and disappeared without a trace.

A moment later, a phantom of the flame demon appeared in the sky. The body of the flame demon was extremely huge, covering half of the sky.

His eyes were two golden flames, and an inexplicable aura filled the area. It was violent and noble, and the moxibustion heat had an immortal meaning.

Another pair of green pupils also appeared at this time. The green pupils seemed as ruthless as the sky, indifferent and high above.

Two divine-like gazes slowly swept across this area. After watching Pei Ziqing's death for a while, they seemed to feel a little confused. After repeatedly gaze, there was still no trace and he couldn't help but snort.

"snort--"

The two eyes met and met in the gray sky. They silencedly tore the space apart and broke a large piece of black.

After a long stalemate between them, they all slowly retreated.

Golden flames fell from the sky, turning this place into a sea of ​​flames.

The war between the two worlds is still continuing, and Pei Ziqing's journey has just begun.
Chapter completed!