The Heavenly Book caused the crowning calamity, which made Ao Ze fall into war. The three parts attacked Kunlun simultaneously. Even if Kunlun had been prepared, Kunlun could not fight against it. Kunlun and dark forces resisted the invaders. Dark forces had 50,000 soldiers, which were half of the total military strength in the Teal Hill. The devil army suffered heavy casualities. The Immense Sea and the Ninth-level Heaven looked at fiercely as a tiger did. To win the war, Kunlun's soldiers should join the war with high morale. But Shenzong had been exhausted after several battles. Kunlun's disciples set the sword formation to confront with the bloody army of the Immense Sea. Emperor Jun saw the right opportunity come, and launched another attack. Po Xi rushed to the sea of the clouds to stir up fierce thunderbolt with her divine device. Streaks of lightning sparked, and the soldiers’ striken by the thunderbolt twitched on the ground. Zhu Jiuyin spread Spirit Power, and his arms and
On the clouds, the giant Crossbow was aimed at Jiang Wuyou. Emperor Jun stared at Hongjun, thinking that this person had disappeared hundreds of thousands of years. How could he revive? Emperor Jun knew the Heavenly Book was the devil army's unbeatable rival. As long as the Heavenly Book existed in the world, it was impossible for Hongjun to seek hegemony. Emperor Jun was so conceited that he did not want anyone else to have a finger in the pie and was rather confident to get the Heavenly Book. However, Hongjun did not take him seriously. It was not so easy to grab the Heavenly Book with him. The purpose that he came to Kunlun was to get the Heavenly Book, but it depended on strength. Emperor Jun had the strength and had his own plan. Cold wind blustered over Ao Ze. Xiao Qi shook off dark forces and dashed to the clouds, because he wanted to see some fun— who was more powerful? Emperor Jun or Hongjun? And Xiao Qi chose to yield to the winner, because he became mercenar
Xiao Qi had his own plan. Today, no matter who would win, Xiao Qi would be the last winner. Emperor Jun despised everything, and Kunlun was a knot in his heart. So he gathered Spirit Power secretly and thrust at Shenzong. Ying Fu had died, and Emperor Jun did not have scruples any longer. On the clouds, they two confronted with each other. Being the master of the Ninth-level Heaven, Emperor Jun's Spirit Power could not be contempted. Ying Fu's death added Shenzong's hatred to Emperor Jun. Dark forces rushed out to the Impure Essence army. Hongjun fought against Jiang Wuyou. Dark forces held little Hongjun Crossbows. Such attack took effect on the Impure Essence army. Arrows covered the sky. Wuyou set a spirit net, and the Hongjun Crossbow brushed through her golden armor, and spirit light rose up. The golden armor wings extended and flapped gale wind in Ao Ze. Hongjun's arrows flew to Emperor Jun, and celestial soldiers ran back to block the Arrow Qi for Emperor Jun. However, Hongju
Wind blew chillingly in November. Ye Juechen found a place to live in. Not until the two kids fell asleep did Ye Juechen come to find some firewood. It had been raining gloomily these days, and he got the firewood from a ditch. Ye Juechen conjured to ignite the firewood. His shoes had been completely wet, as he went on in the rain. Afraid that the kids might catch colds, Ye Juechen covered Spirit Power on the kids. He found a clean place closer to the fire, and added more firewood, as he felt too cold. Smoke rose from the fire, and firewood cracked. He rubbed his frozen fingers, and did not sit down untill he regained consciousness in the fingers. He wrung his clothes, and water dropped from his wet hair. A shudder ran down Ye Juechen's back, and his thoat was itchy. But he stifled the itch in order not to wake the kids up. Ye Juechen stretched himself and then lay down. Looking at the blue flame, he thought about the past. He used to travel with his Mentor. There were the days when
No answer was heard from the messager. But Su Chenyang did not give up and still searched for his wife, his son and Xiao Douya. Busy among the three realms, Little Lingchong was exhausted after several days' search. Hope was being cracked down. When all was quiet at dead of night, Wuyou stood on the snowy moutain top and looked into the distance. She knew that her Xiao Douya and her husband were both missing her somewhere in the world. When Ye Juechen woke up, the kids were enjoying the meat soup. It was the rabbit meat left yesterday. The little boy sat beside the fire, and the fire burned the crockery to boil. The meat flavor made Ye Juechen's stomach rumble louder. Today, the kids' spirits picked up a lot. Ye Juechen stood up and patted the dust on him. Xiao Douya was so acute that he took up the crockery to put before Ye Juechen. Xiao Douya's thoughtfulness warmed Ye Juechen's heart, and he began to envy Xu Linghe. Ye Juechen thought if given a chance, he would lik
Wuyou wore a man's clothes. Phantom helped to comb a man's hair. In the mirror, Wuyou looked handsome and herotic. Today, she would go with uncle to the Martial arts field. Upon mentioning the Martial arts field, the uncle's eyes glowed more brightly. They needed to pass a field of wheat to the Martial arts field. In the field of November, the most lively was the reed flowers along the river. As the wind breezing, the reed flowers like snow fluttered into the field. The Martial arts field was situated in the east of the Xitou Village, where it used to be secondary yard of a great family. And then, Jiefei bought it with 300 taels of silver. The two entered the martial-arts arena, and it did open Wuyou's eyes. To her surprise, there were so many people in the countryside playing martial arts, men and women, ranging from three years old to 18 years old. All of them were in high spirits. Several people at the young age giggled and ran up at the sight of Uncle Jiefei, and p
The frightened birds scattered in all directions. A little soldiers walked to Wuyou upon hearing the birds' scream. Wuyou waited quietly. As long as the soldier came closer to her, she could seize him with a move. But to her suprise, the soldier was so well-trained that he withdraw after several steps forward. Wuyou thrust a palm at the right time, and then, the soldier was dragged to a dark place by Spirit Power. "Save..." The little soldier was about to open his mouth, but choked down by Spirit Power. "Where is Hongjun?" Wuyou wringed, and the little soldier struggled to free from Wuyou's constrain with great pain on his chest. "Don't... know..." Spirit Power became stronger, and blood oozed out of the soldier's mouth. "Where is Hongjun?" Her voice was deadly gruesome. Wuyou had run out of her patience, and it scared the soldiers shrank into himself. "Zhaochun Hall." What use would the soldier have? Wuyou flung
Hongjun removed the Chaos' seal. Xiao Qi wanted to enter it, but was stopped by Hongjun. In the Chaos, a common fairy was unable to survive. Hongjun needed capable assistants like Xiao Qi. Wuyou slipped into the entrance when the two were off guard. It was completely waste land. The strange birds she had encountered were forced back by her Spirit Power. Wuyou did not fear the Impure Essence Qi, because she was protected by the Heavenly Book. It was totally desolate and uninhabited as far as the eyes could see. How could her husband survive in such deserted land? Miasma rose from the ground. Without the Heavenly Book, Wuyou could not survive for sure. At the thought that her husband was eroded by the miasma, Wuyou felt her heart ache because her Linghe was suffering now. A fierce gale sprang up in the sky, and the rolling dust blurred the eyes. A strong scent of putrefactive odor drilled into the nose. Wuyou moved with great caution. The monsters here were more lust for
The golden armor was unstoppable. Spirit Power thrust out, and then, Lu Yadao was badly mutilated by the golden feathers. Even the one-eye monster downthrust to Wuyou, it was still too late. Lu Yadao got weaker, as his Original Spirit was dispersed little by little. Hongjun seized the chance and rushed out to grasp the Mysterious Clear Qi in the spirit light. He clenched the spirit because it could increase cultivation. Lu Yadao struggeld to grab it back, but was swept away by Hongjun's Spirit Power. Hongjun gave another palm. Lu Yadao's eyes widened when seeing clearly who the man was. Hongjun, who had disappeared for tens of thousands of years, was resurrencted! At that moment, Hongjun totally ignored that, but strenched out his sharp claws through Lu Yandao's chest. Lu Yadao had no way but to see his spirit that had been cultivated for tens of thousands of years swallowed by Hongjun. And then, Lu Yadao's Mysterious Clear Qi weakened. After a streak of spirit light, he turned into