Chapter 2060

Daoyang was very strong and let He Xuanjing jump down by himself, not wanting to give him the chance to name Qinglongce.

The corners of He Xuan whale's mouth twitched, blue veins appeared on his forehead, and his face changed.

He was so angry that his chest filled with anger.

He mastered the supreme holy way, and thought that he could easily settle the leader of the Eastern Wilderness, and then use the rules of the sword to compete for the top spot of the Qinglong strategy.

Unexpectedly, before the real decisive battle, he was defeated in the hands of Daoyang Holy Son.

"It seems that I still have to do it myself."

A chill flashed in Daoyang's eyes, and he walked over directly.

"No need, I'm not as good at jumping as others. He still has the courage."

He Xuanjing looked at Holy Son Daoyang who was approaching step by step, and knew that he could not avoid this hurdle today.

Thinking that he was still laughing at Mu Qianjue before, he didn't expect that he would follow in his footsteps.

It's just that the other party took the initiative, and his own was forced.

He Xuanjing laughed at himself, then jumped off the dragon head, the wind blew his ears, passed through the layers of clouds and mist, and slammed to the ground under the pressure of heavy dragon might.

Pfft!

He spat out a mouthful of blood, looked pale, and his face was very ugly.

He Xuanjing was struggling to get up, which was very difficult, after all, he was seriously injured.

At this moment, he suddenly looked up and saw a familiar figure, it was Mu Qianjue who was one step ahead of him.

Mu Qianjue sat cross-legged, his expression was calm, and his injuries had already recovered a lot.

Swish!

Mu Qianjue opened his eyes and looked at He Xuanjing with a half-smile but no surprise, and said, "Here you come?"

He Xuanjing's complexion changed, both angry and angry.

Mu Qianjue said indifferently: "I guessed that you would definitely lose, but I didn't expect that before Ye Qingtian took the shot, you were actually defeated by Daoyang."

"This place has a good scenery, you can stay for now, I'm leaving."

Mu Qianjue got up and left. After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned his head and smiled and said, "By the way, your current appearance is actually not as good as a dog. At least the dog can get up on its own, so just lie down."

boom!

He Xuanjing spit out a mouthful of blood, and slammed his fist on the ground.

This grandson has been waiting for so long, so it turns out that he is waiting for this moment!

...

The time is approaching noon.

The battle for the Nine Dragon Mountain Thrones gradually came to an end. The much-anticipated Qinglong Throne was finally won by Gu Xiyan, the leader of the first day of the road.

On the third day, Situ Yan, the leader of the road list, was unfortunately severely damaged by the siege of many holy children, and he could only take the seat of the dragon claw.

The Golden Dragon Road, the White Dragon Road, the Blue Dragon Road, the Red Dragon Road, and the Silver Dragon Road also have results.

On the dazzling throne, there are people who sit firmly on it, and those who can sit on the top of the list of heaven, or the holy son of the Holy Land, are all peerless leaders.

They are boundless in style, shining with light, attracting attention and enjoying the supreme glory.

Everyone's face was filled with cold edge, and the expression between their brows was cold and arrogant. They were all gathering momentum in secret, waiting for the final decisive battle.

After the battle for the throne is over, there will be a final battle for the leader of the Nine Heavenly Roads, which will be used to determine the real number one person on Qinglong Ce.

At present, all the dragon head thrones, except for the road to the blue dragon, all have their masters.

On the road to Canglong, after the Son of Daoyang defeated He Xuanjing, he was not in a hurry to ascend the throne, but his eyes fell on Lin Yun.

Right now, there is still power above the dragon head, and the only one who competes with him for the throne is Ye Qingtian.

"Ye Qingtian, it's your turn, it's time for the two of us to fight officially." Daoyang looked at Lin Yun calmly and smiled softly.

Lin Yun said with a smile: "No need, wait until it's over and then let's discuss it, senior brother just sit on it."

He had already figured it out, if Daoyang could

In order to defeat He Xuanjing, he will not fight for the throne of the blue dragon, and his journey to the feast of the blue dragon will end here.

If he loses, he will take action and try his best to occupy the Blue Dragon Throne.

Right now, Daoyang is like a rainbow, so there is no need for him to fight with the other party.

Once they fight, it's not good to do your best, and you will be neglected if you don't do your best.

It is better to let it go out generously and let Daoyang prepare for the battle for the top spot of Qinglong Ce.

In the year he was in the Tiandao Sect, whether it was the two mistresses, the senior Tianxing of Feiyun Mountain, or the Purple Thunder Peak Master, they all gave him a lot of help.

In fact, he himself can't give much in return. Daoyang invited him to become a holy son, but he couldn't agree to the other party.

Letting go of the Blue Dragon Throne now is a little bit of compensation.

After all, the other party is the holy son who wants to bear the word of heaven. The throne of the blue dragon is more important to him, and Lin Yun's own luck is strong enough.

Daoyang said sincerely: "There is no need to be pretentious between the same sect, winning or losing is our Tiandao Sect, you can do it anyway."

Lin Yun blinked and said with a smile: "I'm not hypocritical, I can give up the throne for two women, now there is one more man, why not?"

After speaking, Lin Yun felt that something was wrong, but it was too late to take it back.

Daoyang looked at the smile on Lin Yun's face and was stunned on the spot, what is the reason for this.

After a while, Daoyang laughed loudly: "They said you were a saintess killer, but now I know that everyone underestimates you, you are not letting the saints go."

The smile on Lin Yun's face froze, he didn't, he really didn't mean that.

"Okay, I'm welcome on this throne." When he sat on the Blue Dragon Throne, Daoyang Saint Son said with a smile: "But then again, Senior Brother does like you a little bit now."

Lin Yun's face suddenly showed bitterness, it was over, and he couldn't tell at all now.

I just hope that when Zi Yao is not there, women can still explain, but men can't really explain.

Bai Shuying and Xinyan looked at him strangely, with rather playful expressions.

"I don't, don't get me wrong, this is a friendship between men." Lin Yun explained.

Ji Zixi smiled and said, "Don't explain, isn't our Daoyang worthy of you?"

"That's not what I meant..." Lin Yun felt very uncomfortable.

"Hee hee, I understand, this girl looks like a good match." Ji Zixi looked at Ye Qingtian who was anxious, and suddenly felt that this person was also very interesting, and said with a smile.

Lin Yun smiled bitterly, and said angrily: "I really can't tell, little princess, you are also very good at joking. I knew that I would have asked you to sleep more just now."

"Don't call me little princess, call me again, this girl has turned her face." Ji Zixi said with a blushing face.

Lin Yun smiled, this girl also has a dead end, so it's easy to deal with.

After all the nine thrones were contested, Lin Yun and others took the initiative to retreat to the Dragon Claw seat before the time limit came.

Above the clouds, Mu Xueling was slightly disappointed, and the glamorous female official of the Shenlong Empire said, "It's time to start the next round."

Mu Xueling nodded.

But just as she was about to announce it, a pitch-black demonic cloud swept toward the nine dragon mountains above the buried mountain range hundreds of miles away.

Even though they are separated by such a long distance, everyone can feel the evil spirit in it, which makes people very uncomfortable.

"The Qinglong feast is really exciting. I don't know if my son is participating now, is it too late?"

A laughter came, and a black magic cloud quickly appeared ten miles away from Longshan. Above the magic cloud stood a young man wearing a silver armor.

It was an extremely handsome young man, his face was smooth and flawless, his brow bones were slightly convex, his eye sockets were sunken, his facial features were extremely three-dimensional, and he had a morbid evil beauty.

At the center of his eyebrows, there is a silver vertical mark, which makes him look extremely noble.

Lin Yun frowned slightly. He was very familiar with the silver vertical mark, and said in surprise, "Demon clan... silver-eyed demon?"

When the young man in silver armor heard Lin Yun's words, he immediately smiled and said, "You still have some eyesight. That's right, this young master is a noble spiritual family!"

The Demon Clan called themselves the Spirit Clan, and the magic words were added by the monks in the Kunlun Realm. What they did was not related to the spirit words at all.

Outside Longshan, many cultivators suddenly changed their expressions and quietly retreated a distance.

During the dark and turbulent period, the demon clan enslaved the major races in Kunlun, and kept cultivators of all races like livestock in captivity and became like two-legged sheep.

Even though three thousand years have passed, many legends about the Demon Race have not completely dissipated.

Before, I heard that the seal of the Buried Mountain Range was loosened, and semi-holy level powerhouses could walk freely, and there were many demons haunting them.

But everyone didn't take it too seriously. It was already 3,000 years ago that the evil spirits had acted violently, and they were swept away by the Nine Emperors long ago.

This world is not their final decision for a long time. I thought that even if this group of people came out, they would be extremely low-key. I didn't expect that even Qinglong Ce would dare to enter.

"The holy fire is burning, and the divine religion is forever prosperous!"

A loud shout suddenly sounded, echoing between the nine dragon mountains, a young man in purple clothes appeared above the demon cloud and landed next to the silver-eyed demon spirit.

The silver-eyed demon smiled and said, "Gu Yuxin, you're not very good at this movement. I'll give you a spirit clan movement when you look back."

The purple-clothed youth smiled and said, "The martial arts of the spiritual clan are very powerful, and Brother Tiangu is willing to give the body technique. There is no reason not to accept it."

On the road to the Qinglong, Gu Xiyan's eyes fell on Gu Yuxin, and a strange color flashed in his eyes, and said, "People from the Blood Moon Demon Sect dare to join in the fun of the Qinglong feast, you think your life is too long!"

Three thousand years ago, the Blood Moon Sect was an extremely large force, and at its peak it could compete with the Nine Emperors at the same time.

Even if he was as strong as the Southern Emperor, he was not able to completely wipe out the Blood Moon Divine Sect back then, but now his strength has gradually recovered over the past three thousand years.

In the early years, they were like mice crossing the street, but now they are becoming more and more high-profile, appearing more and more times, and now they are also one of the mortal enemies of the Shenlong Empire.

The magic way is the same as the magic sect. The magic way is only a discord in the cultivation concept, and there is no idea of ​​subverting Kunlun. The Shenlong Empire can tolerate it.

And this world is not black and white, there must be some gray space.

The present Demon Sect was created by the Wuxin Demon Emperor back then. If the wicked were destined to be killed, it would be better to take them for their own use and bind them within certain rules.

But the Blood Moon Demon Sect was different. It fought against the Nine Emperors 3,000 years ago, and even came together with the Demon Clan 3,000 years later. The Shenlong Empire would absolutely not tolerate it.

The appearance of the two mortal enemies of the Shenlong Empire at the same time surprised everyone present, and they actually came together.

There have long been rumors that the Blood Moon Sect has cooperated with the Demon Clan, and now it seems to be true.

The two of them alone are nothing, and everyone was shocked that they dared to show up directly and swaggeringly appeared at the Qinglong Feast.

Lin Yun's complexion changed, and his thoughts were like electricity. Could it be that Su Ziyao came to the feast of Qinglong because of this.

He looked around, trying to find Su Ziyao's figure.

"presumptuous!"

An angry shout interrupted Lin Yun's thoughts. The female official of the Shenlong Empire beside Mu Xueling looked cold and scolded.

A terrifying holy might erupted from her body. As a maid next to the Empress, she was in charge of assisting in the holding of the Qinglong Feast. Naturally, she would not allow the Demon Cult and the Demon Clan to make trouble.

It is hard to even find an excuse, so it is necessary to kill the two directly.

A giant hand wrapped around a golden dragon shadow, wrapped in the supreme dragon might, fell towards Gu Yuxin and the Heavenly Bone Demon.

But the two of them stood on the demon cloud, and there was no panic in their expressions.

call out!

Just as the dragon hand was about to fall, an erected silver magic eye appeared above their heads.

The magic eye was as high as ten feet, and the surrounding magic energy was rolling, shooting a beam of light that directly shattered the incoming dragon hand.

At the same time, there was a huge blood moon in the sky, and a cold and arrogant voice came from the blood moon.

"Reminiscing back then, when I taught the patriarch and the god ancestor, they were also chatting and laughing at the Qinglong feast, and thousands of realms came to court on the Nine Dragons Mountain. How can they be so petty now."