Yi Qingqiu is sitting in the Huzhong Pavilion of the Academy, making tea and waiting quietly.
Under the pavilion, the water rippled, the sun set and the sun rose. Nine hours later, outside the pavilion, the lake water rolled, red light rose, and in the mist, a figure in red walked out and walked into the pavilion.
"Academy Head" Ning Chen bowed his hands and said politely.
"Mr. Ning You're welcome, please sit down" Yi Qingqiu said softly.
"Thank you"
Ning Chen thanked him and immediately sat down opposite the former.
"Mr. Ning, should I call you Marquis of Knowing Fate, or should I continue to call you sir?"
Yi Qingqiu poured out a cup of tea, pushed it in front of the person in front of him, and said.
"It's just a title. Academy Head is senior, you can call me whatever you want."
Ning Chen said with a smile.
Yi Qingqiu nodded and asked softly, "Central Province, do you know what happened?"
"I don't know, before the two souls fuse, the memories cannot be communicated with each other. I hope Academy Head can inform me of the specific details."
Ning Chen picked up the tea cup and said honestly.
Yi Qingqiu nodded slightly and recounted the recent events in detail, down to the smallest detail.
Ning Chen was drinking tea from the cup while listening to Academy Head talk about Phoenix Body. The method of one body and two people he practiced was not complete. Before the avatar returned to the original body, except for the connection of the life source, there was not much difference between the two people.
Of course, no matter how different it is, knowing one's fate is still knowing one's fate. No matter True Body or Phoenix Body, the killing body will eventually return to its original state.
For an entire hour, the tea had been boiled several times, and Ning Chen also had a rough understanding of some recent events. There was no doubt that the demon body that suddenly appeared Central Province and captured Red Serpent Demonic Sword was the killing body he was looking for.
"Academy Head, thank you for the tea. Time is running out and I have to leave."
After hearing the whole story, Ning Chen put down the tea cup in his hand, stood up and spoke.
Yi Qingqiu did not stay any longer and said seriously, "Be careful when you go here. Hua Zhongdie has been leaving for a few days. I will use Azure Bird to help you contact her."
"Thank you"
Ning Chen nodded, took a step forward, the red light flashed and disappeared.
Xuanji Imperial Dynasty, Demon Garment Mountain, the holy land of Demon Slaying four thousand years ago. Today, phantoms appear one after another to discuss the great cause of Demon Slaying.
"The news came back that Demon Slaying's first march was defeated miserably, and Gong Wuhen was seriously injured. This demon has become a phenomenon and must be eliminated as soon as possible."
In the void, among the seven floating shadows, a person spoke calmly.
"Even Gong Wuhen was defeated, which is really unexpected. It seems that we must send stronger people."
Another shadowy voice suggested.
"Let me go"
At the end of the seven, the shadow that had not spoken until now expressed its stance and said.
"Oh? Fourth Crown Prince, it's not that we doubt your strength. It's just that the power of this demon is beyond your imagination. It's better not to die innocently."
Next to him, a woman questioned and objected.
"Fourth Crown Prince has extraordinary sword cultivation and should be able to contain this demon. However, Red Serpent Demonic Sword Demonic Might is too strong. It will definitely be difficult for one person to suppress it. Zhan Feibai, Zhu Jingwu, Bi Qingwei, you can go together," the person who announced the news spoke again and said calmly.
"Yes"
The three figures nodded in unison and took the order.
After the discussion ended, the phantoms disappeared from Demon Garment Mountain, and the world returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.
Thousands of miles away, a purple-red figure opened its eyes and walked away.
One day later, Chaohui City, the three leaders gathered together, waiting for the arrival of Kaiyang Fourth Crown Prince.
The appointed time was approaching, Yuhua Inn went up to the room, and the three Half-Venerable looked at the incense candles that were about to burn out, and their hearts grew impatient.
"I don't know what the commander-in-chief is thinking, but he actually asked a young man from the Third Disaster to cooperate with us." The woman in green clothes said with a rather dissatisfied tone.
"The Commander-in-Chief has his own plans. We can't make any assumptions. Besides, since Emperor Yuan sent this person, it shouldn't be too different," Zhan Feibai responded.
"It is indeed extraordinary for a young generation to cultivate to the Third Disaster at this age. However, this time they have to face a demon body that even Sword Forger Master and Gong Wuhen have defeated. A Third Disaster is indeed weaker," Zhu Jingwu said with a slightly worried expression.
"There is nothing more to say now. Just wait patiently. If this Fourth Crown Prince is really just an ordinary person, we will not be able to protect him too much in future battles. Life and death will depend on fate," Zhan Feibai said calmly.
"That's all. I hope this person isn't just a big talker." Bi Qingwei snorted coldly and said.
"Dong dong"
At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the room, and the three people in the room suddenly narrowed their expressions.
Someone came, but they didn't notice it!
"Please come in"
Zhan Feibai suppressed the fluctuation in his heart and spoke.
With a creak, the door opened, and a young man in purple clothes walked in. He looked at the three people in the room and said calmly, "Yi Xuanmiao, the three commanders have been waiting for you."
"Fourth Crown Prince is really punctual and won't come early even for a moment."
The moment Yi Xuanmiao entered, the last drop of the red tear in the incense candle burned out. Bi Qingwei didn't feel ashamed at all when he saw the visitor. He felt even more dissatisfied and said sarcastically.
"Qingwei, don't talk nonsense, Fourth Crown Prince is not late, it's just that we arrived early," Zhan Feibai scolded softly.
Yi Xuanmiao didn't pay attention to Bi Qingwei's words. He walked into the room and asked straight to the point, "When are you leaving?"
"Tonight at Haishi, the main coalition forces of all religions are on the way and will arrive soon," Zhan Feibai said seriously.
"Yes"
Yi Xuanmiao nodded, asked no more questions, and stood quietly in front of the window in the room, silent.
The silent atmosphere lasted until sunset. Outside Chaohui City, shadows appeared, and strong men walked out one after another. Each person's cultivation level was above the innate. Five calamities and three disasters appeared in endlessly. The powerful aura covered the sky and the moon, making people breathless.
At Hai hour, four figures walked out of the city. The leader, Zhan Feibai, glanced at the gathered coalition forces and ordered, "Let's go."
With an order, everyone set off, and streaks of light passed by, quickly heading to the west.
At the same time, blue light gathered in front of Shenghua Mountain, and the butterfly appeared. After chasing it for several days and nights, it finally blocked the demon body's path.
"Go back with me"
Butterfly blocked the road, looking at Knowing Fate Demonic Body in black clothes and eyes in front of him, and said in a deep voice.
"Let's see if you have this ability."
The demon body's eyes were cold and emotionless, and with a wave of his hand, Chi Lian took it, and the ferocious aura surged out.
Knowing that talking is useless, Hua Zhongdie did not waste time. He held his right hand, and in the black brilliance, Tears of Buried Flowers appeared. With a lotus step, he stepped forward in an instant.
At the peak of swords, the first confrontation, the ruthless sword, the sentimental sword, clashed fiercely in the flower burial snow, the evil spirit has been around for thousands of years, and the evil aura accumulated for endless years pervades the world, the blood is bright, and the heart is frightening.
"Die Wu, Qingping"
The butterflies dance, the water sleeves turn, and the sword appears in the sword. The most beautiful martial arts is sharp and magnificent.
Blade God shows his unique skills, the demon's body and head show a look of concentration, Red Serpent Demonic Sword the demon fire rises, steps forward, moves the sword, and the sword opens clear.
The clanging sound of swords and the intertwining figures were both fast and heavy.
In the duel at the top, sharp edges scattered around in the night. Behind the two of them, the mountain peaks rumbled and shook, and boulders rolled down one after another, falling apart in the light of swords and shadows, and quickly dissipated.
"Dance of butterflies, double rainbows"
Butterflies fluttered on their sleeves, and their black and white wings drew out a pair of beautiful rainbows, cutting through the night and falling down.
Seeing this, the demonic body took half a step back. The sword edge went against the air, and the murderous karma surged, striking the double Rainbow Blade blades.
With a bang, the demon body retreated again, taking a few steps away.
Wrapping his sleeves around his two swords, Butterfly rushed out of the aftermath and bullied him again.
In the desolate cold moon, the lonely cold night, God of Blades showed off his shocking abilities. Wherever the blade touched, mountains moved and forests were destroyed.
In order to bring back the soul of knowing fate, Hua Zhongdie reappears in extreme martial arts, dancing with water sleeves, body shape like a butterfly, holding a knife in his sleeve, dancing in the knife, fighting against the demon body with his own strength.
"Magic Style, Blood Path"
The situation was under control, the demonic body activated the evil energy in the sword, turned his steps, gathered speed in his strength, and opened the path of blood with one strike of his sword.
Hua Zhongdie's expression condensed, his sleeves were folded, his two swords were closed, he held the sword and turned his position, and slashed it down with one strike.
There was a loud explosion, the earth was turned upside down, the space rumbled and trembled, both of them were injured, but seeing Hua Zhongdie not retreating but advancing, his delicate hand reached out and forcibly clasped the right shoulder of the demon body.
"Do you want to seize the sword? It's difficult."
The demonic body fixed its steps, turned the fierce sword in the hand, changed the sword's edge, and slashed the incoming person head-on.
In close combat, Hua Zhongdie did not dodge or evade. He raised his hand to block the sword. There was a clang and blood dripped down.
"Diewu, Tianluo"
Butterfly ignored his injuries and used the trick of trapping the god for the first time. When he got close, the water sleeves turned into Heavenly Net and Earthly Web, criss-crossing, trapping the demon body.
Seeing a move he had never seen before, the demon body tried to fight back, but it was already too late.
Tianluo closed the net, and the blue water sleeves that spread vertically and horizontally shrank, trapping the demon body in it layer by layer, and the sky and the moon were nowhere to be seen.
After successfully locking the demon, Hua Zhongdie felt relieved, and the suppressed injuries broke out again. He staggered on his feet and the corners of his mouth were red.
Azure Bird flew over, Academy Head asked for directions, Hua Zhongdie held a knife, returned to Azure Bird, sat down and adjusted his breath.
Azure Bird left, and blue light rose around the butterfly, suppressing the outbreak of injuries.
Unexpectedly, Shenghua Mountain hundreds of miles away, figures passed by one after another, led by the three fastest commanders, walking quickly through the mountains and forests, rushing towards the battle situation.
In front of the peak, Butterfly closed her eyes and adjusted her breath. She knew nothing about what was happening behind her, and she never thought that anyone would arrive at this time.
The three people arrived, but the demon body was nowhere to be seen. Suddenly, among the three, Bi Qingwei trembled and looked at Tears of Buried Flowers, who was next to the blue figure not far away, and his beautiful face suddenly turned ferocious.
"Tears of Buried Flowers? Hua Zhongdie, accept your fate."
Before the words were spoken, a green shadow flashed across the butterfly's body, a palm reflected his heart, and he shot out for his life.
"Uh"
At the critical moment, the butterfly subconsciously avoided the vital point, but was still blown away with a muffled groan and blood spilled on the dust.
"Oops"
Vomiting Zhuhong again, Hua Zhongdie's expression changed, and his heart quickly sank.
"Thank you"
As he spoke, Water Sleeve Heavenly Net shattered next to Tears of Buried Flowers, and monstrous Demonic Might surged out. Among the blue cloth strips flying in the sky, a red sword appeared without any warning, and penetrated directly into Bi Qingwei's heart.
The devil's body reappeared, and under the wildly dancing black hair, his ruthless eyes were even more murderous.
"How... how could this happen?"
Seeing the fierce sword piercing his heart, Bi Qingwei's mouth continued to overflow with blood. The unpredictable outcome made him feel regret.
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