My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult Chapter 265

Late autumn is a bleak scene. After the busy farming season, the fields are bare at first glance.

The animals in the fields were walking back and forth with their heads down, sparrows sparrows rose from the cornfields from time to time, and the crows circled low, and suddenly it flew away with a desperate cry.

After An Jing got the complete Suppressing Evil Sword, he went to Yuzhou City again and hurried to Dongluoguan.

Zhao Qingmei's letter said that Houjin has been moving frequently recently, and no one knows when the army will go south, so he has to speed up.

As a master of the five qi, Jun Qinglin was able to travel from Dongluoguan to the Blue Sky Island on the Jinghai Road, which was naturally extraordinary. Although An Jing was a master of the second qi, cultivating the "Unnamed Heart Sutra" enabled him to absorb the true qi very quickly, and his feet were strong. Almost no weaker than Jun Qinglin.

The two went all the way north to Lingnan Road, Donglin Road, and a few days later they went directly to Yunlin City, Beihuang Road.

As long as you pass through the official road of Yunlin City, you will reach Dongluoguan.

The news of Dongluoguan came continuously. During this period of time, as the weather became colder, Houjin did not do anything else, just like a tiger yawned, but it made Dongluoguan extremely nervous.

Hundreds of thousands of troops overturned, can Dongluoguan really be defended?

In the bleak autumn wind, Jun Qinglin stood on the top of the hill outside Yunlin City.

After he came out of Dongluoguan, he could still see a little green light, but now there are only the bare hills and the crows flying over with a desolate cry.

Jun Qinglin looked at the white clouds floating in the sky, and felt a little more disappointed in his heart, "The last time I left this land, I haven't come back for more than 30 years. This time I leave, maybe it will be longer..."

Thirty years has been a long time, how long is that longer?

"Big elder."

An Jing also looked into the distance and asked, "How difficult is this last shackle?"

Today, there are several masters of the five qi in the world, all of whom are masters of the mountains in the world. There must have been some in the world for hundreds of years before. Is it true that no one has reached the realm of this great master.

Jun Qinglin said slowly: "The holy traces are left on the rocks, and the spirit lamp is in chaos. If you want to reach the land of the gods, the last step is to light the spirit lamp and hang the longevity lock to truly reach the realm of this great master. , the spirit lamp is a lamp in the mind. To ignite it, you need the perception and will to life, which is mysterious and mysterious, and the longevity lock is related to the rules of heaven and earth. It is a way of locking, but it is only a preliminary sense of heaven and man and the separation of heaven and earth, and this longevity lock cannot be hung."

An Jing knew that it was not easy for the Five Qi Grandmaster to reach the Great Grandmaster, but he didn't expect it to be so easy, "Light the lantern, hang the longevity lock..."

Jun Qinglin chuckled, "There are geniuses in this world, some people are born with a spirit lamp, and some five-qi master Qiong Qi has not had the opportunity to light this spirit lamp for decades."

Hearing this, An Jing couldn't help but ask, "The Great Elder is now..."

In the arena, cultivation is taboo, even masters and apprentices will not reveal their truest cultivation, because this is the biggest secret in the arena itself.

Especially in the realm of Jun Qinglin, it is impossible to say.

Jun Qinglin did not hide it, but said: "The lamp has been lit, but the longevity lock has never been hung."

An Jing moved in his heart and lit the spirit lamp. Does that mean that he has already stepped into the realm of this great master?

"When the old man's cultivation base reached the realm of the five qi, the only thought at that time was to abandon all distracting thoughts, break through to the realm of the great master, and then directly seal the magic stage. Only then did I know that I had entered the realm of the great master. How difficult it is, it took me ten years to ignite that spiritual lamp, but my mood changed last year, so I lit this spiritual lamp by accident."

Seeing the light in An Jing's eyes, Jun Qinglin shook his head and smiled and said, "But this is the most difficult step to hang the longevity lock, the old man has not much life, and I don't know if I can hang it at the last moment. ."

At his level and age, it would be difficult for him to make any progress in the realm without the longevity lock, and he would die, but Jun Qinglin's eyes were very indifferent.

An Jing said with a smile: "The Great Elder is a genius, and he will have the opportunity to hang this longevity lock."

Jun Qinglin heard this and laughed without saying a word.

When it comes to Jun Qinglin's aptitude, he can indeed be regarded as a genius in the world, otherwise it would be impossible to be valued by Leng Xiansheng, and he would not have reached the realm of five qi.

But whether this last step can be taken, he is not fully sure in his heart.

The two looked at the sea of ​​clouds and did not speak.

After all, Jun Qinglin is also a member of the Yan Kingdom. This piece of land carries most of his life's honor and disgrace, most of his life's joy, and most of his life's thoughts...

It's just that he himself doesn't know when the next time he will set foot here will be.

Years are the accumulation of time, and life is passing by. When you look back, you are a landscape, and when you turn around, there is a story of time.

Now, in this huge river and lake, he can hardly find a few old friends.

The rivers and lakes remember him Bachi Taibai Jun Qinglin, and even remember him for hundreds of years, but how many people really know him and know him?

The sunset returns to the mountains and seas, the mountains and seas have deep meanings, no one does not regret it, but some people do not say it.

Jun Qinglin turned his head to look at An Jing's young face, he couldn't help thinking of Ye Ding and Yu Ying who were incinerated in the flames, and he couldn't help letting out a long sigh in his heart.

An Jing asked, "Elder, what's wrong?"

Jun Qinglin sighed: "Our rivers and lakes are already old."

Then the two continued on the road, passed through Yunlin City to the official road, and reached Dongluoguan in less than a few hundred miles along this official road.

The frontier lands, barren and desolate, filled with wind and sand.

Along the way, the two saw several caravans and carriages carrying darts.

An Jing also had some earnest expectations in his heart. It had been three months since he had left Dongluoguan without knowing it, and he had not seen his wife for a long time.

Suddenly, Jun Qinglin looked into the distance.

An Jing also frowned.

The yellow sand swept across the front, and it looked like a soaring yellow dragon from a distance, with a terrifying might that was coming.

Under the faint sunlight, the yellow sand had a golden light.

In the vast world, everything seems to have disappeared, only the yellow sand and dust, and then even the yellow sand and dust gradually disappeared, and only a figure stands in the yellow sand.

The wind and sand filled the air, and they were far apart, so the figure and face of the man could not be clearly seen.

Master!

An Jing felt a strong momentum from it, a suffocating feeling. The last time he felt this way was when he was in the realm of Earth Flowers, Jiang Shang.

And now his cultivation is no longer Earth Flower, and the person in front is not Jiang Shang.

"Wait a long time."

A voice came from a distance, and the voice was a little majestic and low.

Voice over the air!

This is not a very advanced method, but the person who dares to transmit sound through the air in front of An Jing and Jun Qinglin is not an ordinary expert.

"It's still here."

Jun Qinglin smiled lightly, as if he had expected a battle today.

An Jing's heart trembled, and then he frowned into the word "Chuan", "Elder, is he...?"

"He wants to see if the rivers and lakes under the old man's hands are still warm."

Jun Qinglin looked at his palm, and a gleam of light appeared in his eyes, and said: "The wind and sand are too big, you wait here, the old man will go and meet him for a while."

With that said, Jun Qinglin in a black gown walked forward, his steps were firm and steady, and his clothes rattled with the gust of wind.

Stepping on the gravel, his footsteps made a slight sound, and his figure gradually dissipated in the sand, or in other words, merged into the sand.

"Is that Holy Master Houjin?"

There was a trace of solemnity in An Jing's eyebrows.

While there are not many experts who dare to fight against Jun Qinglin today, An Jing has only seen Qi Xuandao alone.

However, at that time, An Jing used the ghost form, which greatly increased his strength, so when he faced Qi Xuandao, he didn't feel the way he does now, but today he doesn't have the ghost form, and he intuitively felt the compulsion brought by the five-qi master. pressure.

The Holy Master of Daxue Mountain, the master of the Houjin Royal Court.

This man has unified the entire prairie in twenty years. When Zongzheng Huachun did not appear, the major tribes of the prairie fought each other until the hero appeared.

His achievements can be said to be imprinted in every grassland tribe, and he is respected as the number one hero in the world. Even the Taiping Emperor is far inferior to his achievements.

After all, the Emperor Taiping was conspiring to gain the great command of the Yan Kingdom, but the Lord of the Grassland unified the prairie that had never been unified.

And this is the same as the Taiping Emperor who rebelled against the superior, and he is also a martial arts emperor with unfathomable strength.

Now this master who stands at the top of the world has appeared here.

The strong wind blew, and the sandstorm became bigger and bigger, filling the entire sky, and then the earth began to shake.

His purpose is simple and straightforward.

It is definitely impossible to reminisce, because he and Jun Qinglin don't have any good old times.

This terrifying battle has come to an end.

There was chaos between the ground, dust was flying all over the sky, An Jing felt that his body was shaking, as if he was going to blow away the powerful energy.

Because of the shading of the yellow sand, An Jing could not see the specific scene of the battle clearly, but could only feel the infuriating qi surging everywhere.

Time is constantly passing, and an hour has passed before you know it.

He didn't get close, just watched from a distance.

Among those grains of sand, there is a terrifying strength.

The sky was dark, the sand was flying, the wind roared, and the yellow sand and stones danced wildly in the sky.

The two figures stood in the sand and looked at each other from the air.

Jun Qinglin, who was wearing a black gown, stepped on the gravel, his left sleeve robe was broken, but his expression was always as calm as water.

In front of the wind and sand spinning, countless gravels piled up continuously, forming a huge sand man.

Block the sky, block the sun.

Jun Qinglin smiled lightly and said, "Your strength is now the top of the world."

Zongzhenghua Chundao: "Not yet, the top of the world can only accommodate one person."

Jun Qinglin narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you want to be number one in the world?"

Zong Zhenghua Chun laughed and said, "When you asked this question, didn't you think the same way?"

No. 1 in the world!

Which one does not want to be the number one in this arena, and which one does not want to be the number one in this world.

Jun Qinglin shook his head and said, "You don't know what I think in my heart."

Zongzhenghua Chundao: "Everyone may have troubles in their hearts, but being the number one in the world can solve most of your troubles."

Jun Qinglin stared at the "young man" in front of him and said, "Being number one in the world is a trouble in itself."

Zong Zhenghua Chun laughed, "Then give me this trouble."

"You may not be able to catch it."

"You don't want to give it."

"The number one in the world is not in my hands, how can I give it to you?"

Two people who are not number one in the world are arguing about number one in the world, which seems to be true and somewhat incomprehensible.

People are sometimes different, but sometimes they are the same.

Because of the same, there will be differences, and there will be fights.

Zong Zhenghua Chun did not speak, nor did Jun Qinglin.

They seemed to be saying goodbye, though there was no goodbye in the words.

The yellow sand rolled up a long dragon, covering the sky, just like Wang Yang Heze, drowning both of them in the dazzling gravel.

The rolled up gravel was colliding with each other, and every slight collision was a shock to both of them.

Neither of them moved.

Why don't you move?

At this level, moving is moving.

A dim light appeared in Jun Qinglin's eyes, and that dim light was so cold that it seemed to cover the sky.

That dim light did not come from his eyes, nor did it come from this side of the world, but the other side of the world.

Zongzheng Huachun saw the light coming towards him, but he still didn't move.

Dull light streaked across the sky, and blood ran down his fingers, dripping onto the gravel.

And at the moment when the blood fell, the raised yellow sand rioted.

Wind and sand swept through, the sun was shining brightly, and the orange sky and the earth merged into one.

"That's it."

After a long time, Zong Zhenghua Chun said something.

He finally moved, but turned and walked away.

Just like in the past, it's time to stop.

An Jing looked at the flying sand and rocks in the distance, waiting patiently and anxiously.

Suddenly, the gravel in front of him stopped spinning, and An Jing's heart throbbed, and he couldn't help but look forward.

The yellow sand calmed down, a figure stepped on the gravel, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on his shoulders.

Jun Qinglin.

The man walked neither fast nor slow, and occasionally raised his head to look at the sunset in the sky.

"Big elder."

An Jing breathed a sigh of relief, looked into the distance and said, "That Zheng Huachun is gone?"

"gone."

Jun Qinglin looked at the sleeves that had broken his hands, and smiled: "In the hands of this old man, he wants to pick up a bargain and stand on the real mountain top."

Hearing that, An Jing gave Jun Qinglin a thumbs up, "The Great Elder first fought Qi Xuandao, and then Zong Zhenghua Chun, the number one master in the world is nothing more than that."

It seems that Jun Qinglin is not in serious trouble. Could it be that Zongzheng Huachun has once again been defeated and retreated?

Jun Qinglin shook his head, "I'm not number one in the world."

Jun Qinglin failed to become the number one expert in the world.

Qi Xuandao also failed to become the number one expert in the world.

So who can become the number one master in this world! ?

There are so many people in the world, and there must be someone who can become the number one in the world.

Jun Qinglin's face suddenly turned red, and then blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

"Big elder."

An Jing quickly supported Jun Qinglin, his expression became extremely solemn.

The last time the battle with Qi Xuandao was so fierce, Jun Qinglin was not injured, but now he is bleeding, which is enough to see the danger of this battle.

"Zong Zhenghua Chun is also injured."

Jun Qinglin laughed at himself: "He can be hurt, but the old man can't."

Although Zong Zhenghua Chun did not say that there is still a lot of time, but the deadline is still several decades, and Jun Qinglin's deadline is not far away, the internal organs in the body have lost their vitality and vitality, and almost every day is approaching the deadline .

And the injury of this battle has accelerated the passage of Shouyuan, leaving less and less time for Jun Qinglin.

An Jing said solemnly, "Did he do it on purpose?"

Jun Qinglin took a deep breath, "Houjin's army is coming soon, you have to be prepared."

It is impossible for Zongzheng Huachun to fight against him for no reason and reach his status, it is impossible to just lose face at the hands of Jun Qinglin.

When he does something, he must have a very strong purpose.

"I know."

An Jing noticed that Jun Qinglin's face was a little pale, and said, "Elder's injuries are serious, do you need to teach the heaven and earth treasures?"

"My injury is not serious, it's just that the deadline is coming sooner."

Jun Qinglin shook his head and said softly: "This time, I have played against Qi Xuandao and Zong Zhenghua Chun, and I am quite impressed. In addition to the "Jiuyou Purgatory Magic Tome" that you sent me, I will go back this time. Let's see if we can get past this last step."

The last step is to achieve the land of the gods and increase the lifespan of three hundred years.

An Jing asked, "How much chance does the Great Elder have?"

Jun Qinglin laughed, "It's less than 10%."

Less than one percent!

An Jing was shocked. He didn't expect that Jun Qinglin's cultivation and strength would have such a low probability of breaking through to the Great Grandmaster.

Jun Qinglin glanced at the calm wind and sand, and said lightly: "There are not many people who dare to say that they can step in. The last great master was Yan Taizu hundreds of years ago, and now he has turned into a handful of loess. , that is, no great master has appeared in more than 300 years."

This time, it was also his last chance to break through the shackles, and it was also the one he grasped the most.

An Jing felt a little dull in his heart~www.mtlnovel.com~ didn't know what to say.

If you can't take this step, Jun Qinglin's limit will not be far away.

"Let's go."

Jun Qinglin patted An Jing's shoulder and smiled: "I will not go to Dongluoguan, I will just be a living Bodhisattva on it, it is too uncomfortable, I have nothing to say to them, and they have nothing to say to me. ."

An Jing pondered for a while, and said, "Elder, then I'll send it to you."

"Need not."

Jun Qinglin waved his tattered sleeves and said with a smile, "This time I went out to fight against the two top masters in the world. When I go back, I have to find Ouyang for two drinks. In this world, he is the only one who can hear the old man's words. nagging."

Jun Qinglin's back figure was bathed in the setting sun and gradually disappeared from An Jing's sight.

Chapter end