long night walk

Chapter 1623 Demon, Demon

Qing Ao was stunned on the spot for a moment. During this gap of time, the ferocious black tiger riding on the black roc found the right opportunity, jumped up, opened its mouth, and bit his shoulder firmly with its sharp teeth.

Qing Ao remained unmoved, looking shocked and confused, as if he couldn't understand how Bailian managed to open the door.

  The blood pool has not been filled yet. How could he ignore the rules of the sect and directly open the door to the sanctuary?

He is not Cangnanyi, how could he be above the order of Kunlun!

and many more!

That blood pool?!

Qingao twisted his stiff neck and slapped the head of the black tiger that was biting his shoulder.

The black tiger screamed, his teeth loosened unconsciously, and his body flew backwards.

Even though Qing Ao was bitten deeply on the shoulder by such a huge tiger, not even the clothes on his body were torn at all.

He could not hide the shock on his face, and his pupils trembled as he looked at the huge deep pool that was constantly overflowing with scarlet blood from the edge of the pool.

  That pool of blood...was completely filled up without anyone noticing when!

Although at this moment all the mountains in Kunlun Mountain are shaking, they are making rumbling sounds as if they have finally got some food after being thirsty for thousands of years, including the morning dew.

Along with the trembling mountain sound, a huge vortex formed in the center of the blood pool. It was obvious that Kunlun Mountain was sucking away the source blood, but the water level only dropped by one point the moment before, and rose by three points the next moment. The source blood continued to overflow and flow, filling the pool in an instant.

When he swept through the group of monsters with the bone whip, the amount of source blood that these evil monsters threw into the blood pool had been controlled.

So, how did that kid fill that uncrossable line in an instant...

Or……

Qingao seemed to suddenly realize something at this moment.

His pupils shrank rapidly!

That guy was actually using these thousands of evil monsters as a lure to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

  And the 'key' that really opens the door to the holy land is not these evil monsters at all?

Such a huge number of evil demons, enough to drive any force crazy, are just bait to him?

At this moment, it was too late to stop it.

The door to the sanctuary opened instantly and closed instantly.

The source blood that suddenly surged in the pool was greatly consumed after the door to the sanctuary was opened, and the water level dropped madly and disappeared.

Qing Ao looked at the pool of blood with a dim gaze, his pupils constantly dilating, like a ferocious beast that smelled blood.

In the pool of blood, the splashing blood was washing an ancient colorless door suspended in the air like a curtain of water.

Amidst the trickling of blood and the fading evil spirit, on top of the door, an enchanting witch in a purple dress was wearing a thin shawl on her arm, with a graceful figure and a flowing embroidered skirt.

The blood poured down like a waterfall, washing the gate and flowing over her graceful figure, but it seemed to be sliding down slowly from the jade without getting a single drop of blood on her body.

With the help of a little moonlight, the witch's eyes seemed to be full of dew, and she was extremely beautiful, with her eyes and eyebrows full of allure. Her eyes were full of light, and the corners of her lips seemed to be smiling, and she looked into Qingao's eyes.

The witch wore a silver butterfly mask on her face and sat on the door, holding three burning green incense sticks between her fingers. Her long legs were lazily crossed, and her sitting posture was casual, revealing her identity as a witch who came here covered in blood. The corners of her lips curled up and she smiled faintly:

"I heard that the Immortal Emperor had an unfortunate accident and died on the battlefield. It's a pity that the Holy Lord was old and widowed. I feel very sad. I specially came to offer these three sticks of incense to comfort the Emperor's soul in the afterlife."

The charming witch tilted her head slightly, pretending to be puzzled, and said, "It's just that I am not talented. I am neither a fairy nor a human. I am just a demon. This is the first time in my life that I have the honor of entering the Kunlun Mountain Gate. I am unfamiliar with the place and I really don't know where our emperor died. Where should I worship with these three incense sticks?"

Demons burn incense and worship gods.

It's like a weasel paying a New Year's visit to a chicken.

Bailian carried Cangnanyi into the gate of the Holy Land, and everything happened too fast. The blood pool fell into it, and a gate appeared suddenly. No one could have expected this to happen.

I have no idea what was going on.

Qing Ao's heart was also in turmoil. His gloomy expression revealed an eerie dead calmness. He glanced at the door under her and said calmly, "The gate of the Demon Realm Crow Realm. I heard that this gate was stolen by the traitor Sihe Ning Feiyan. I didn't know that even the Demon River Shuci didn't dare to interfere in Kunlun's affairs. You are just a succubus who got the identity of the Demon River by taking advantage of others. How dare you come here to ask about the world today?"

Qing Ao looked indifferent, looking at Ning Feiyan as if she were a dead person: "Neither the human world nor the immortal world can tolerate monsters like you. Since you have defected to the demon world, three of the six worlds have already refused to tolerate you. If you are smart, you should not show up in a place like this today and make meaningless enemies."

"Who said that we dare not interfere in Kunlun's affairs?"

At this moment, a cold and gloomy girl's voice echoed from the world behind the door.

Perhaps because there is a door between us, the voice seems even more distorted and mysterious.

The heavy door, still dripping with blood, was slowly pushed open by a tender, snow-white hand.

The silver bells under her feet tinkled gently, and a girl with skin as white as snow and a pair of black eyes walked across the doorstep, as if she came from another world.

Her figure is extremely petite and delicate, like a young girl in her teens.

But the moment she appeared, everyone present felt that the situation of heaven and earth in Kunlun Mountain was undergoing subtle changes.

My hair stood on end uncontrollably, as if some terrifying being was staring at me. I didn't know how to react, but my body instinctively began to feel terrified.

Behind Shu Ci was a pool of surging blood, which was also the source of the blood pool.

All kinds of monsters emerged from it.

Those are actually all monsters in the secular world.

That is a mortal monster that is not accepted by Kunlun Mountain and is hunted at will by hundreds of immortal sects in the world to take its elixirs, make its weapons, and refine medicines.

There is no destiny for the demon fairy to be born in Lishan, and there is no fate for the evil demon to be cursed endlessly by the abyss of heaven and gold sea.

Rather, it is a little demon in the mortal world who has a life and soul like every flower and grass in the world. He practices in agony during his long life and lives only for survival.

The monster that is least likely to appear in Kunlun Mountain, the monster that can only look up at the sky in its entire life, the monster that can never change the fate of being enslaved by others, is now entering the formation with blood, and changing its fate for the 'heaven beyond the sky' that it has never seen before.

The little demons abandoned by the "God" gathered together to become the common people at this moment.

The grey robe, which looked full of dejection at first glance, fluttered in the wind and snow. Under the wide robe, a pair of white and slender feet stepped on the broken snow that had drifted down from the Kunlun Mountains.

Mohe Shuci lowered his eyes slightly, his eyes were indifferent, and the corners of his lips curled up ruthlessly, saying without any emotion: "We are afraid of cold and don't like snowy mountains. Maybe it's because the old woman's fate is to die this year, the snow and coldness of Kunlun tonight are far less than those years ago."

There seemed to be wind blowing in the distance.

Qingao's eyes grew colder, and the knuckles of his hand holding the bone whip turned white, silently proclaiming that he was not at peace at the moment.

After a long while, he slowly spoke: "Although people always say 'demons, demons', when I finally saw the demons with different bodies but the same mind today, I really found it incredible."

"It turns out that the demons, who have always been arrogant, can also have a day when they are willing to associate with monsters."

He looked up at Shu Ci and said seriously, "I don't understand why you do this. Excuse me for asking, have you decided to betray your master?"

No matter what conspiracy or position.

The new king of the demon world would never tolerate any chance of killing the Lord of Kunlun.

Therefore, it was even more impossible for her to tolerate the appearance of the chief river under her command at such a time and in such a place to protect that person and help him escape death.

However, if one had not seen it with one's own eyes, who would have believed that, in the end, the two demons from the demon world would actually be the ones who "protected" the lady.