The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

Chapter 982 Netherworld

Song Xing stayed in Shushan Jianchi for three days, waiting for the visit of Qingwei and the four elders of Shushan again.

The difference is that this time the five people are pale, and almost everyone is injured.

"Why, the trip to the Demon Locking Tower didn't go well?" Song Xing guessed a little bit.

Qingwei said with a wry smile: "The Immortal is right, our Chain Demon Tower has not been successfully entered in the past three days."

Song Xing nodded, "It seems that there is indeed a problem in the Demon Locking Tower."

The five sons of Shushan looked at each other, and then said in unison: "I hope the immortal will help me in Shushan and save everyone in the world!"

After saying that, the five people all bowed down.

Song Xing stretched out his hand and lifted the five people up with the force generated out of thin air.

"Everyone, I just came to your world unintentionally, and I have no intention of interfering too much with the changes in this world." The implication is rejection.

Qingwei heard this and immediately said anxiously: "But...but..."

Song Xing closed his eyes, opened his eyes after a moment and said: "The energy in Shu is exhausted. I didn't want to care about these trivial matters. If Shu Mountain is destroyed and the demon world appears, I wonder what impact it will have on the worlds of gods and demons? In the Yuan Magnetic Storm Before we disperse, it’s better to try not to cause any changes.”

Thinking of this, Song Xing took a step forward, and light cyan light rose from the soles of his feet, easily penetrating the thick fog and shooting straight into the sky.

Everyone was surprised and rushed to Jianchi one after another, and found that the water level in Jianchi was high and rising crazily.

Although the Shushan Sword Sect is still prosperous, its luck has begun to gradually decline.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and a layer of mist suddenly rose under Song Xing's feet. The mist condensed into ice and instantly covered Song Xing's legs and body.

The fog in the depths of the sword pool became thicker and thicker, and a huge black palace slowly emerged on the water, exuding a strange and gloomy atmosphere, as if it came from the netherworld.

After a while, he shook his head and said, "That's all, I can't influence other people's destiny. I can only do what I think I should do."

"Have evil thoughts begun to affect the entire Shu Mountain? The gods and demons well under the Demon Locking Tower can no longer suppress the gods and demons?" Song Xing looked at the ice and fog under his feet and frowned slightly.

He vaguely felt in his heart that as the Shushan Sword Pond was breached, the entire Qi of Shu began to decline.

Song Xing was left standing alone in a daze.

Everyone in Shushan was silent for a long time after hearing this. Finally, Qingwei sighed, "In that case, we won't force it."

In the mist, a ferocious face appeared in front of Song Xing.

It seemed familiar, but I couldn't remember the specific appearance. I only knew that the face was extremely ugly, as if it crawled out of the mud, which was disgusting.

Suddenly, a roar came from the Shushan Sword Pond, and a huge wave surged up.

"No, the water level in the Sword Pond is decreasing rapidly!" Qingwei's face changed drastically and she shouted in horror.

Then, an even more creepy sound sounded.

The five sons of Shushan returned to the top of Shushan, with sad faces and their own thoughts along the way.

The four elders of Shushan looked horrified and exclaimed: "Did the demon really escape from its trap?"

Song Xing waved his hand to interrupt him and said: "But what, but the people in Shu are experiencing misfortune? What does this have to do with me?"

"Oops, the water in Sword Pond has flooded to the top of the mountain. We can't resist it at all!" The second generation disciple of Shushan shouted in panic.

After the words fell, the five people turned and left, quickly disappearing.

A majestic and majestic momentum swept across the entire Shu Mountain, and all cultivators felt an inexplicable threat.

"What is this?!" The second generation disciples of Shushan stopped their movements one after another, shocked and extremely frightened.

"Yaoqi, this is the birth of a big monster, but how can there be a big monster under the sword pond?" Qingwei said with trembling lips.

The four elders of Shushan looked ugly, "Could it be that the Demon Locking Tower was broken? The evil demon has appeared in the world, and Shushan will be in catastrophe!"

Just when the Shushan disciples were in shock and confusion, the black palace suddenly shot out thousands of black lights.

The black lights intertwined to form a black cage, covering the entire Shu Mountain.

"This is a restriction, we are imprisoned!" The second generation disciple of Shushan said angrily.

Immediately afterwards, a roar filled with resentment resounded through the sky.

The black lights intertwined to form a ferocious ghost head.

The ghost leader let out a shrill scream and rushed towards the Shushan disciples. Qingwei gritted his teeth and said, "The evil demon has come out. Everyone in Shushan must obey the order and kill the evil demon!"

Everyone in Shushan echoed, and then dozens of sword lights flew out to attack the ghost head.

The shrill laughter resounded throughout the world, shaking the void and causing the air to fluctuate.

The black light on the black palace continued to increase, gradually turning into a completely black monster.

The monster has the body of a snake, is covered in scales, and is ferocious.

"You evil beast, eat my sword!"

Qingwei yelled angrily, held the sword up, and slashed out.

The sword energy surged, like a galaxy cutting through the void, slashing towards the black monster.

The black monster was hit and howled in pain.

"You're just a little Taoist, how dare you insult me!" The black monster was furious and uttered human words.

As soon as he finished speaking, a black iron fork pierced out from its abdomen, piercing Qingwei with a pop.

"Master!" The second generation disciple of Shushan was shocked.

Qingwei spurted out blood, her face was like gold paper, and she raised her head with difficulty to look at the black monster.

The black monster sneered: "Shushan's strength has been exhausted. I am here at the Lord's command. Why don't you kneel down quickly!"

After saying that, the black monster stretched out its claws, but was stopped by the flying swords released by the four elders of Shushan.

"Hmph, Shushan is the leader of the monastic community in the middle of Shu, how can you bend your knees and surrender to the monster!" The elder of Shushan shouted.

The black monster grinned, revealing its sharp fangs, "In that case, don't blame me for being cruel!"

"Everyone, return to the sword pavilion and use the sword formation to stop the demon!" Qingwei shouted, struggling to stand up and staggering back.

The expressions of the other four elders changed drastically and they hurriedly supported him, "Master, just hold on!"

Qingwei shook her head, "I can't hold on for long, you should retreat quickly."

He also didn't expect that the big demon under the sword pool would be so terrifying.

"What about you?" Shushan's second-generation disciple asked anxiously.

"I'll stay here to delay, you go quickly!" Qingwei pushed them away and said righteously.

"Sword formation, activate!" Qingwei roared angrily and displayed a set of exquisite and mysterious formations engraved under the sword pool.

A stream of extremely sharp sword light immediately emerged from the Shushan Sword Pond, each one containing destructive power.

However, the black monster just sneered unruly and said, "It's a small trick!"

It jumped out, dancing with its arms, releasing a torrent of demonic energy.

The black demonic energy squirmed like a living thing, instantly swallowing up the surrounding sword light, and then rushed back towards the people in Shushan.

The Shushan disciples didn't even have time to scream, before their bodies were torn apart by the black demonic energy, and their death was extremely miserable.

In just a few moments, dozens of Shushan disciples died in the black devilish aura, leaving no bones and even their souls devoured.

"Hahaha! The power of Shu Mountain has been exhausted. Today, I will destroy this fairy mountain with my own hands." The black monster looked up to the sky and laughed.

After speaking, it waved its snake tail again, intending to destroy the sword pool.

At this moment, from the top of Shu Mountain, endless white sword energy suddenly burst out, penetrating the sky and lighting up the night sky.

At the same time, a dark vortex opened out of thin air above the sword pool, and a misty voice came from the vortex.

"The demon dares to invade the Shushan Holy Land! You must be punished!"

With the sound of this ethereal voice, a hundred-foot golden sword appeared above the Sword Tomb in Sichuan.

The golden sword bloomed with dazzling golden light, and a boundless and sharp aura swept across the wasteland, as if it could split everything and annihilate everything.

(End of this chapter)