Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

"cut!"

With a light shout, the dancing wind mists instantly condensed into a sword mark and rushed forward to crush the demon followers along the way.

These demon followers are the koi that Yingmiao keeps in the pond and feeds every day.

Now it is time for these dependents to play a role.

Each of the followers is equivalent to a thought of Yinmiao, and everything they see and hear will be perceived by Yinmiao.

Now, the entire Anyang city, every street and alley in all directions, is filled with the devil's followers causing chaos.

In addition to these demon followers, there were also many independent cultivators, children of aristocratic families and disciples of sects who joined in the killing and creating chaos.

With just a thought, Yin Mu turned the originally stable and orderly Anyang into a hell on earth.

After Xiao Ping used sword moves to crush the demon's followers in front of him, he couldn't help but frowned when he saw the blood and corpses on both sides of the street.

This is Anyang, the frontier town of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect and an important place for the master-disciple relationship.

According to the power of Anyang City's magic arrays and various prohibitions for monitoring demonic energy, it stands to reason that no followers of the Heavenly Demon should be able to sneak in.

But now this city is full of demons on all sides!

The roaring fire burned the streets and buildings one after another. The ferocious demons were rampant in Anyang City. There were also those monks with dull faces who were like puppets, slaughtering without distinguishing between friend and foe.
"I don't have time to feel sorry for these people's loss. Just keep the magic circle. These demons can be wiped out at any time."

"If the magic circle is broken and the demonic tide rushes in, there will be no recovery."

Jun Yue's voice rang in Xiao Ping's ears.

Xiao Ping did not hesitate any longer and followed Jun Yue quickly towards the Forbidden Palace.

In other directions, Ji Hua, Xia Yan and others were also moving at a fast pace.

They are all Qiu Huaiqing's true disciples. These people are on their way to becoming the true disciples of Fashang Zhenren in the huge Zhengyang Immortal Sect. They are also in the same Jindan realm, so naturally they all have real abilities.

Now that he is exerting his full strength, the power he unleashes is far beyond that of cultivators of the same level.

And Su Yutong also met Lin Xiao during this process.

Jiang Sheng and Qi Ling both chose to avoid the Heavenly Demon and go directly to the Forbidden Palace, so it was very normal for them to meet.

One of them is the true son of destiny, and the other is a false son of destiny blessed by Jiang Sheng. When the two meet, their soaring luck becomes entangled, causing the luck of the entire Anyang City to constantly change.

Without saying anything, Su Yutong and Lin Xiao nodded and headed towards the Forbidden Palace in tacit understanding.

As the pillar of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect's dominance over the area within a million miles of Anyang, the cloud-high Yungong Hall in the Taoist Palace is a symbol of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect's superiority.

On weekdays, the place is filled with brilliant rays of light and surrounded by rainbow clouds, just like the residence of an immortal.

At this time, the rainbow clouds surrounding the Cloud Palace had been dyed into a dirty color, and the clear and bright rays of light had turned into gray and obscure lights.

Coupled with the dark clouds and surging black air that blocked the sun above Anyang City, the Yun Palace Hall became even darker and gloomy.

It was as if the entire Zhengyang Immortal Sect was being corroded, causing the hearts of all living beings who saw the hall to slowly sink to the bottom.

Outside Anyang City, Qiu Huaiqing single-handedly resisted the attacks of the two demon generals and even gained a slight advantage.

But he also sensed the changes in Anyang City clearly.

Although he knew that there was trouble in Anyang City, Qiu Huaiqing did not panic at all. Facing the joint efforts of the two Dharma-Appearance Demon Generals, Evil Claw and Angry Tooth, he advanced and retreated with discretion, and always kept the two demons outside Anyang City.

"Old Qiu, your Anyang City is about to fall, why don't you go back and take a look?"

"I seem to hear the wailing and crying of all living things. Qiu Huaiqing, look back at your Anyang City!"

"Hahahaha, you could never imagine that the Demon Lord has already made arrangements in Anyang City. Anyang will change its owner today!"

"Do you really think that there are only seven Demon Lords who came to Linghua Realm? You are wrong. The eighth Demon Lord has always been in Linghua Realm, always been there."

Evil Claws and Angry Teeth intensified their offensive while trying to disturb Qiu Huaiqing's mind with words.

Two giant demons with ten thousand feet long bodies swung their claws as sharp as mountains and slashed across the sky, shattering layers of sea of ​​clouds along the way. With one blow, the earth shook, and all the spiritual energy around them was gone.

Between heaven and earth, a huge impact wave formed, sweeping around.

However, Qiu Huaiqing's expression remained unchanged. He formed magic seals with his hands to block the joint attack of Evil Claws and Angry Teeth. He then controlled his own Dharma image of heaven and earth to display his innate magical powers.

"The righteous law of heaven and earth begins with Zhengyang!"

"Rise the sun, destroy the evil!"

As Qiu Huaiqing's huge Dharma image slowly raised his arms, a clear white sun slowly rose into the sky, emitting brilliant rays of light.

The sun was hanging high in the sea of ​​clouds and could be seen clearly even from inside Anyang City.

This is also Qiu Huaiqing's strategy. He is telling everyone that he is still there.

As long as he is here, Anyang City will be here.

At this time, in front of Qiu Huaiqing's Yun Palace Hall, Yinmiao, who was still maintaining the appearance of Wu Lan, was looking down at the entire burning Anyang City.

He could feel that the luck of Anyang City was dissipating rapidly, and even the luck of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect was beginning to waver.

After old man Zhengyang filled the eye of the formation of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect, the remaining five Dharma elders represented most of the fortune of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect.

Among these five Dharma images, one is guarding the mountain gate, while the other four are scattered outside and each is guarding an important town.

If one place is destroyed, it is equivalent to destroying one-fifth of the luck of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect.

A look of obsession appeared on Wu Lan's cold and beautiful face. She slowly stretched out her arms, sensing the panic and chaos in the entire Anyang City.

Yinmiao heard the crying, the wailing of the dying, the roar of unwillingness, and the sobbing of fear.
The various emotions of all living things made Yinmiao feel very satisfied.

At this moment, figures appeared at the foot of the Taoist Palace's stone steps. They looked up from a height of thousands of feet to see the pretty figure standing in front of the Yun Palace's main hall on the stone steps.

"That's Sister Lan?!"

"That is indeed Fairy Wu Lan. How could she appear in front of Master's Forbidden Palace?!"

Xiao Ping and Ji Hua looked at Wu Lan's figure with some suspicion, and for a moment they were even a little frightened.

It was clearly Wu Lan's aura and appearance, but why were the wisps of demonic energy around him so deep and condensed?
"Look carefully, is that really Fairy Wu Lan? That's clearly a demon!"

Lin Xiao's voice rang out, and Jun Yue, Xiao Ping and others all looked at Lin Xiao. Facing the gazes of these Jindan Zhenren, Lin Xiao did not seem to be afraid at all: "I have a magic weapon that can sense the breath of the demon."

"I noticed that there was something wrong with Fairy Wu Lan's aura that day. Now it seems that Fairy Wu Lan was clearly replaced by the demon a long time ago."

Ding Yi couldn't help but frowned and said, "Since you have already discovered it, why don't you..."

Lin Xiao didn't even look at Ding Yi, but looked directly at Jun Yue: "If I had said earlier that Fairy Wu Lan might have colluded with the demon, would you have believed it?"

"Do you believe in the Huashen Wu family in Anyang City, or do you believe in me, a casual cultivator?"

Jun Yue nodded. What Lin Xiao said was not wrong. If Lin Xiao had said right away that Wu Lan might be a demon.

Then Jun Yue wouldn't have to take action, because those cultivators in Anyang City who admired Wu Lan would be able to cut Lin Xiao into pieces.

"Since you have a magical instrument that can sense the aura of the demon, then you can come along too."

"Now is not the time to worry about so many things. Charge forward, kill the demon, and protect the core of the formation!"

As the leader of the six young masters of Anyang, Jun Yue's thoughts were extremely clear at this moment, and he knew very well what the key was at the moment.

Therefore, he took the lead and rushed forward with his sword, and Wei Yu, Ji Hua, Xiao Ping and others quickly followed.

Eight Jindan Zhenren were flying over the stone steps that led directly to the sea of ​​clouds, and their auras were locking onto Yinmiao from afar.

Lin Xiao was cautious at this time. Although he seemed to be rushing fast, he was always following behind the eight people. After all, with his cultivation level of Purple Mansion Realm, it was normal that he could not keep up with the eight Golden Cores.

The spirit of the weapon had already told Lin Xiao that there was no need to rush forward at this moment, as the demon who had transformed into Wu Lan was not easy to deal with.

Yinmiao naturally sensed the aura of Jun Yue and the others, but he was not in a hurry.

As soon as Jun Yue and his companions rushed here, Yinmiao knew that the fact that Jun Yue and his companions were able to break through and get here despite being surrounded by numerous demons along the way was actually the result of Yinmiao letting them go.

Yinmiao wants to capture Jun Yue and the others in one fell swoop, and first destroy some of the luck of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect!

Soon, Jun Yue and others rushed to Yinmiao.

Sensing the wisps of demonic energy emanating from Yin Miu that were almost tangible and the aura that could make people's minds shake and almost lose their minds just by being close to him, Jun Yue and others' originally firm determination to kill the demon began to waver unconsciously.

This is not an ordinary demon at all!

"who are you?!"

Xiao Ping bit the tip of her tongue to keep herself conscious.

Yinmiao showed a gentle smile, with an elegant and generous manner: "Me? I am your good sister."

"Why, Sister Xiao Ping, don't you recognize Sister Wu Lan?"

Xiao Ping was a little dazed for a moment, and she felt that the wisps of evil spirit on Yinmiao seemed to have turned into pure and ethereal fairy air, which made her fall into depravity unconsciously.

The jade pendant in Jun Yue's arms was already covered with dense black threads. Jun Yue, who was still awake, stepped forward and blocked Xiao Ping's way: "You are not Wu Lan, you are a demon!"

"Oh? I'm a demon?"

"Hehehehe."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Yinmiao covered her face and chuckled. The voice sounded like Wu Lan, and also like Xiao Ping. Jun Yue even vaguely heard her own voice.

Like a man but not a man, like a woman but not a woman, like old but young, like a human but a demon
The bewildering and heart-wrenching voice floated in the air, resounding in everyone's heart and consciousness.

"I am Wu Lan, and I am also a demon."

"As for you, you can call me Yinmu."

The devil is here!

For a moment, everyone was shocked and felt as if all their magic power had been drained away, and even the original power of the golden elixir began to dry up.

The golden elixir is the product of the union of a cultivator's life and death. It is the foundation of immortality and the origin of the spiritual sea.

Now that cracks have appeared in the foundation of the Tao and the spiritual sea has become dry, the golden elixirs that have lost their power naturally collapsed to the ground, looking weak and vulnerable to anyone.

when? !

Jun Yue and others were horrified. They had no idea when they had fallen into Yinmiao's trap and became Yinmiao's prisoners without even noticing.

At this moment, Yinmiao had a smile on his face, but his eyes were full of arrogance and contempt: "Golden Pill?"

"Real person?"

"But you are just a mortal, do you really think you are a god?"

"In the middle and lower six realms, let alone eight, even if there are eight hundred, eight thousand, or eighty thousand, they are still ants in front of me."

"You are just an ant trying to shake a tree without knowing your own limitations!"

"The billions of people in Anyang City are under my control, and I am the one who controls them. Do you think you can escape?"

"I didn't attack you before because I thought it was fun, but now, you should die."

"Qiu Huaiqing will be in great trouble only if you die."

As he said this, Yinmiao covered his face and smiled, "I still have to thank you."

"At least, your death will expose Qiu Huaiqing's flaws."

After hearing what Yin Mu said, Jun Yue and the others felt as if they were in a world of ice and snow, feeling bone-chilling malice and coldness all around.

However, just as Yinmiao was about to take action, Lin Xiao appeared.

"Yin Mu!"

"Ok?"

Yinmiao looked at Lin Xiao with confusion: What is this ant from the Purple Mansion Realm doing here?
To die?
Does he really think that he has a destiny and that he cannot handle it himself?
At this time, Lin Xiao said loudly: "Yin Mu, someone asked me to bring a message to you."

"Do you still remember the old friend?" (End of this chapter)