The second light emitted by Fangfang was seen by all living beings outside Duanliu City that day, and in the future it will be known to everyone in the world. Humans call it pure light, while the demon clan calls it a disaster of destroying demons.

The dazzling light enveloped her entire body. Even with her eyes, she couldn't see the situation inside. However, compared with the Demon Fire Mountain rolling across the street, it still seemed too weak. It hovered in mid-air, like a baby who was overestimating his ability to confront a strong man who was strong.

The two meet.

There was no loud noise or explosion, and the Demon Fire Mountain continued to move forward, and no one could tell whether the big one swallowed the small one or the small one pierced into the big one.

The magicians in the north flew farther away in groups, and the demon king and demon soldiers in the south retreated to the west after a brief hesitation. The human soldiers who fled the battlefield first ran and looked back and watched. No one understood what was going on, but their feet couldn't stop. At this moment, both the humans and the demon clan seemed to have recovered their most primitive instincts, and intuition that the disaster was about to come, and running was the only way to protect themselves.

The wolf-shaped figure transformed by the giant demon king Qi Wushang jumped over. He was the closest observer to the Demon Fire Mountain that day. The thirty-foot-eyed black wolf ran across the air and paused for a moment. It saw with its own eyes that the female Taoist priest like mustard and the light emitted by her easily melted the external rocks of the Demon Mountain, and then with the help of the rolling power of the Demon Mountain, it stabbed deeply in.

At that time, a strong fear arose in his heart, but he suppressed it. He was the giant demon king, with a powerful demon power and could even suppress his instinct. All creatures outside Duanliu City were trying their best to protect themselves, only he flew in the air, like an obsessed gambler watching the two animals fight without any distractions, just because he had placed almost all his capital on one of them.

There was still a glimmer of hope in Qi Wushang's heart, hoping that the powerful Demon Mountain and the fifteen demon hearts inside could block the beam of light.

He once thought that his wish had come true, and the Demon Mountain was still rolling. The evil fire was still ejecting, and nothing had changed. Just turn half a circle to the Demon Mountain to crush Duanliu City. The only choice left is to escape, and Qi Wushang was prepared for this. Escape would only make the Taoist priests die faster.

In a moment of thought, the Mountain of Demon Fire no longer sprayed flames, but emitted thousands of lights. From each hole and gap, it started with red, somewhat similar to the evil fire, and soon turned white, and finally it was even more dazzling than the flame sun at midsummer noon.

The strong light was bound, expanding outward little by little, bunch by bunch. Although the speed was not fast, the momentum was unstoppable.

The wind stopped, and it was rare to be quiet. Qi Wushang suddenly couldn't suppress the fear in his heart. The thorns all over his body were pricked, and the huge black wolf raised his head in the air and howled, and the low voice spread thousands of miles away. It scared countless humans. Perhaps because of realizing something, the escapees' pace slowed down and turned back more and more frequently. They saw the white light and red light in the demon mountain fluctuating and rising. Seeing the white light gaining the upper hand. When it was more than ten feet out of the demon mountain, the white light stopped, as if it was taking a breath. Then he got rid of all the constraints, and the light suddenly became bright and dazzling.

The black wolf instantly turned into pieces and disappeared in the strong light soon. No one knew his life and death, and no one cared about this matter. They ran faster.

There was still no loud noise. The power of the light was too powerful. It turned all the demon mountains, ground, soldiers, humans, demon clans, horses, city walls, etc. into vanish. None of the wounded left on the battlefield survived. Many humans and demon clans became crazy at the moment before death. They actually stood up with their last trace of strength, opened their arms, closed their eyes, and looked obsessed with the strong light, as if they wanted to embrace it.

A semicircular pit that is more than ten miles wide and more than a hundred feet deep appeared. Even so, no sound was heard. The destruction was carried out too thoroughly and there was no so-called collision.

The battlefield is clean.

There was only a small group of people left in the air. Shen Jixian, the first leader of the Five Elements Department of Pangshan, used the shield made by the Yangshen Peak Copper Bell to protect the Taoist priests and casual cultivators. Everyone was stunned. Even Chen Hao no longer tried to fly to the Demon Fire Mountain. In the face of the most powerful and perfect power, his emotions were so small that they were irrelevant.

Chen Hao, a Taoist priest from Pangshan Precepts, woke up at this moment.

The strong light only existed for a very short period of time. He watched the person he loved most disappeared in his heart and no breath left. The love disaster suddenly arose and then suddenly cut off. He suddenly realized that his love for Fangfang was just an illusion in the world. He remembered that night several years ago, when he woke up from his dream, he was shocked by the real degree of the dream. It was still the little girl Fangfang who asked him for help. The scene was like in front of him, but his father's stern face quickly drove away her image, and he became timid.

With a moment of thought, I missed it. From then on, I got farther and farther away. There was no chance to walk along the way. I turned around and looked back. It was thousands of miles apart. The love, hate, and love and hatred at that time had become a burden today.

Chen Hao ended it in an instant when many Taoist priests voluntarily used the elixir to break their love in their entire lives. He understood why Fangfang voluntarily used the art of breaking the alchemy and why the two heads were indifferent. It was not coldness or ruthlessness, nor was it simply exploitation, but seeing through the truth after seeing through the falsehood: compared with the love of a short life, the Taoist tradition of more than 130,000 years remains unchanged.

Chen Hao's expression was calm, and sadness filled his entire heart lake, but it did not cause any fluctuations. He had the heart of a Taoist priest.

The strong light disappeared, leaving only a semicircular deep pit, like a masterpiece created by the supreme god by chance.

The copper bell in Shen Jixian's hand melted and flowed down from the edge of his palm. It kept falling on the slope of the deep pit and went down, filling the bottom of the pit, rising higher and higher, and the number was disproportionate to the small copper bell.

Shen Jixian shook his body and fell into the deep pit. Xin Youtao was the first to react, rushed to the front seat, and held him back.

Shen Jixian glanced at the golden palm and showed a smile, "I didn't expect that a Taoist priest Fu Xia's elixir's magic technique would have such great power."

The Taoist priests all surrounded him, but Yang Qingyin didn't move, looked around and said blankly: "It shouldn't be like this." She flew towards Duanliu City, wanting to understand that only Zuo Liuying could explain everything.

The Mountain of Demon Fire was not far from Duanliu City. The strong light hit the altar in the ruins of the city walls, and Zuo Liuying blocked it. He had always left his spare power to stop this force. At least three hundred Taoists flew out of the ancestor tower, one after another, and row after row of strong lights were swallowed by Duanliu City, but they saved Duanliu City.

In this way, the deep pit caused by strong light was concave in the easternmost part, without forming a perfect circle.

Zuo Liuying was the only person with a motionless expression. It seemed that the huge change that happened in front of her was just an ordinary little thing. Zeng Fu, who was standing behind him, was trembling and crying. She was an ordinary mortal and had been living by the higher Taoist priests. This was the first time she found that she was so far away from the head. She could not gain the peace of the Taoist priest's heart, so she had to shed tears.

Yang Qingyin flew to Zuo Liuying and asked coldly: "Where is Mu Xingqiu?"

Zuo Liuying pointed to the sky with her fingers.

Yang Qingyin looked up and finally saw one big, two small and three black dots at a very high place. She didn't have the heart of a Taoist priest. From this day on, she hated this so-called calm. Her eyes fell on Zuo Liuying's face again, "What is the difference between a Taoist priest and a demon? You did the worst and wrong thing in the world. I hope you will die immediately."

Zuo Liuying did not respond.

Lan Qizhang did not have the strength of Zuo Liuying and could not move too far in an instant. He took Mu Xingqiu to the sky, unexpectedly. Heihuang actually followed him.

This was a moment when life and death were fought, but neither the Taoist priest nor the beast monster did not cast spells. They also saw the strong light on the ground and were so surprised that they forgot that they were in danger.

Lan Qizhang thought he was the person who knew the most about the art of breaking alchemy. So he was more confused than anyone else. Qin Lingshuang clearly had love and had a deep love. Why could he use the art of breaking alchemy?

He didn't understand, and he couldn't understand it no matter how he thought about it. The decades of practice and thousands of days and nights of hard study and study suddenly turned into completely useless waste.

He thought he would see Qin Lingshuang's failure, and saw her give up the task at the last moment and even win a glimmer of hope, but what he saw was the purest bright light, which was closer to the origin of Taoist fire than all spells. If the records in the book were correct, Qin Lingshuang not only successfully cast the spell, but also released the power far exceeding the level of Taoist Maestro Ou Xia.

Countless doubts were like a group of disturbing little bugs flying in Lanqizhang's mind.

Lan Qizhang was shocked by a huge amount than all the creatures on that day. This was his mission, because of the slight fluctuation of his mood, he gave up. Because of this, he did not believe that Qin Lingshuang could succeed from the beginning, nor did he want her to succeed. Even with Zuo Liuying's affirmation, he was still stubborn.

If Qin Lingshuang was killed by the Demon Fire Mountain, he would feel sad and turn the sadness into the driving force to cut off the love disaster, but things were completely different from what he predicted.

With a buzzing sound, Lan Qizhang, the Taoist Swallowing Smoke, had a blank mind. The already fluctuating lake of mood suddenly dried up and reached the bottom. He lost the heart of the Taoist, lost all his magic power, and fell straight to the ground. The unconscious Mu Xingqiu fell down.

Black Phoenix's body shrank rapidly, and he could easily kill the two Taoist priests, but he was frightened. The mountain of Demon Fire was gone, and the giant demon king Qi Wushang disappeared without a trace. Life and death were unknown. The sunlight above his head was so fierce that it seemed that it would fall from the sky at any time to roast him.

The black phoenix turned around and fled to the northwest.

Mu Xingqiu was the only person who had not seen the strong light with his own eyes. He was hit by Lan Qizhang's spell and fainted. There was darkness in front of him, but his mind was still there. He saw Fangfang, the smiling Fangfang and the excited Fangfang, both in the dark and outside the darkness, sometimes waving and sometimes talking silently, as if he had seen something particularly interesting to share with him.

He stretched out his arm with all his might, trying to grab her fingers, and asking her what she was going to say.

"Never give in."

Fangfang's voice finally came clearly, and Mu Xingqiu suddenly woke up. The darkness in front of him was the enemy. If he wanted to swallow Fangfang, he really could not admit defeat and had to clear the darkness.

He opened his eyes and saw the blue sky moving away quickly. He heard the sound of wind whistling in his ears. On the left is his big sword and on the right is the dull Lanqizhang.

He grabbed Lan Qizhang's shoulder, turned over and stood up in the air, stepped on the big sword, and fell more than a hundred feet, finally controlling his body.

He looked to the ground.
Chapter completed!