The world is long and vast, and in this ancient atmosphere, an ancient mountain stands tall.

The mountain is unattainable, its top is very mysterious, hidden between the clouds, and you can vaguely see nine peaks, with golden light overflowing on the peaks, coating the surrounding clouds with a thin layer of golden light.

The mountain is unattainable, but it does not prevent many people from gathering at the foot of the mountain, sitting cross-legged, and experiencing the great way of heaven and earth.

At the foot of this mountain, some people learned a heavenly fighting technique in just one incense stick, and some deacons became saints immediately, and even elders who entered the peak of the fighting saint entered the cave at the foot of this mountain.

Moreover, at the foot of this mountain, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth directly condenses into liquid, which is rich and fascinating. People with low strength dare not even stay for a long time. Otherwise, the energy of heaven and earth that is too pure will directly cause them to explode and die.

The mountain is unattainable, but there is also a small path that leads directly to the top of the mountain. Countless people want to step up and see the scenery of the top of the mountain, but none of them succeeded.

You cannot use spiritual power on the mountain, you can only walk up with a pair of flesh legs.

That extremely terrifying pressure could directly crush a Dou Sheng to death, even the Cave Heaven Realm would not be clean.

But at this moment, on the most dazzling main peak on this mountain, there was a young figure in a green robe.

On the mountain, there is a bronze tripod, which is extremely magnificent, ancient and distant. The tripod is a hundred feet tall, with golden threads overflowing from it repeatedly, and the golden light is very dazzling.

On both sides of this main peak, there are four peaks, and there are also bronze tripods with exactly the same texture on them, but the remaining eight tripods are much smaller, only a dozen feet away.

A trace of golden light was pulled out from the small tripod and gathered into the large tripod on the main peak.

In the cauldron, golden waves rippled with water, golden light, containing extremely mysterious power. This power seemed to have infinite possibilities, and even Lin Qingyun couldn't help but hold his breath.

"It's been seven years, luck is really an extremely mysterious power! Unfortunately, I can't control it."

Lin Qingyun pointed his footsteps lightly and walked to the middle of the tripod. A trace of golden air flowed up, and the golden water swelled up even wider ripples.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the water surface broke open, and a golden light flew out, wandering around Lin Qingyun's body. It was a golden dragon about the size of a foot.

The golden dragon is a little illusory, and its unique Taoist rhyme flows through it. Its appearance makes the world begin to change, become more vivid and powerful.

"The luck is like a dragon!"

"What a good name, it's apt!"

The fortune is materialized. According to Mr. Taixu, even the sects that exist in the starry sky for eternity may not be able to condense.

With the current foundation of Changqing Sect, it is incredible that it can be condensed into.

Luck represents the future of a sect. Its ability is physical and also represents that the sect has extremely incredible potential and future.

However, Lin Qingyun also knew that this was the ability to borrow the bronze cauldron, so the danger in this way was self-evident.

Looking into the starry sky, Changqing Sect is really nothing. Such an incredible treasure of luck is enough to attract countless powerful people to covet it.

"It's still too weak."

A faint ethereal sound echoed in this void for a long time.

......

Zhongzhou at night is as prosperous as ever. This is the paradise for the strong and the hell of the weak. The struggle between day and night is strangely calmed down today.

The starry sky at night quietly emerged in the distant west wind and two crescent moons!

At the same time, nine extremely dazzling stars in the starry sky slowly moved in countless shocking gazes, and finally turned into a straight line.

"boom!"

As the nine bright stars in the starry sky formed a straight line, a strong energy fluctuation suddenly appeared between the heaven and earth. Then, countless strange mists spread out from the void, and faintly, there was a sound of waves coming from the heaven and earth.

The tides of heaven and earth are the wonders of eternity!

The two moons appear together, the nine stars are integrated, the tides of heaven and earth, and the demon fire comes to the world!

Almost at the same time, a voice echoed in the minds of countless people unconsciously.

This sound is ancient and vast, as if it has spanned time and space, and has come since those eternal years.

"The tides of heaven and earth... are indeed exactly the same as the rumors."

In a nearly dark area, a young man in blue walked out of the rolling mountains.

The man walked to a mountain, looked up at the faint mist that filled the entire world, and murmured to himself.

"call out!"

Just as the man was talking to himself, a few streams of light quickly flew out of the darkness, and a few flashes appeared beside the man.

Two men and one woman, old and very old, were filled with a very strong fragrance. This fragrance is the fragrance of medicine, so that they can know their identity.

"The demon fire is about to come to life... The last time it appeared, but it was a thousand years ago. Unfortunately, the old man at that time... Palace Master, should you try it?" An old man who looked a little strong narrowed his eyes slightly, vomited alcohol, and laughed happily.

"I don't know how many people are going to die. The Demon Fire has arrived in the world, and it has been seven times. Each time it is accompanied by countless corpses and bones buried, and even countless fighting holy people are bleeding from the Demon Fire space."

The old woman in white said with a slightly solemn expression.

Lu Mu nodded, probably from tomorrow, countless strong people will rush to the place where the Jinglian Demon Fire came to the world. Even though many people know that they do not have the ability to recover the Jinglian Demon Fire and may even die, everyone has the mentality of luck.

After all, if anyone can obtain the Jinglian Demon Fire and refine it, his strength will undoubtedly improve by leaps and bounds, even at the top of the pyramid of the Douqi Continent.

The Dou Sheng is the target that most people chase, and this Jinglian Demon Fire can do this, saving people countless time.

"When will we set off?" the strong old man in the lead asked with a sip of wine.

Upon hearing this, Lu Mu hesitated a little, and just as he was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed. He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the northwest direction in the darkness.

In the distant sky, a strong white light suddenly burst out. Under this light, there was an extremely terrifying temperature, spreading like a circle of ripples. I don’t know how much it affected, but it was obviously beyond the scope of Zhongzhou.

Their location is in the southeast, and it is the extreme edge of Zhongzhou. After passing this black soil, it is the Northern Region.

"Tsk tsk... Jinglian Demon Fire was born, which is much faster than before." The strong old man sighed, his eyes narrowed slightly. He had a premonition that this would be the last time Jinglian Demon Fire was born.

He also longed for Jinglian Demon Fire, who could create a legendary figure Jinglian Demon Saint, but his body could no longer withstand it.

"Huh... can't wait?" Looking into the distant sky, Lu Mu frowned slightly, and three ancient pictures of the texture of the parchment suddenly appeared in his hand.

The three ancient pictures are full of very complicated patterns and patterns of the imprinter, and there is a very excellent lotus, full of incomparable mystery.

"Three, and one more, but I can't find it."

"Maybe it's useless waste paper at all."

Lu Mu sighed in his heart, put away the ancient map and threw it into an unknown corner.

There is no difference between him or her ancient maps. It is not a magical technique that he can subdue three kinds of strange fires and turn them into new strange fires.

Strength is the foundation of oneself. He wants to fight for the Jinglian Demon Fire, but it doesn’t matter whether this opportunity will eventually fall into his hands. Without this, there will always be hidden in some other corner.

"Let's go, how can you miss such a grand event? Old Song, Old Qiu, Old Liu, please give me yours."

With a clear thought, Lu Mu's eyes flashed slightly and he said in a deep voice.

The strong old man named Song was stunned and immediately laughed, "Lord, be polite to us, that's the only thing we have to do is to be a fan. Our life has been picked up by you."

"Let's go, I haven't moved my muscles for a long time. I don't know how many people in this world still remember my name as the Wine Danxian and Song Que, haha!"

"Walk!"

Seeing this, Lu Mu didn't say much nonsense. He waved his palm and spread a pair of fire wings behind him. His body was like a fire phoenix, turning into a stream of light, sweeping towards the northwest weather. Behind it, an astonishing aura erupted, and the three old men followed.

Just as Lu Mu left this black soil, the sects and forces above Zhongzhou all flew out countless figures, and then brought out the sound of whimpering wind, passing through the sky one after another. Their targets were astonishingly consistent, pointing to the northwest of Zhongzhou.

In just one night, the entire Zhongzhou became riots, and countless cities became empty, and a large number of powerful people seemed to disappear overnight and finally gathered in the same place.

"call out!"

In the sky, the wind suddenly broke out and a large group of figures flew from the sky in the distance.

But soon these figures were forcibly swept away by an airflow. The powerful formation of the vast aura made many strong men dare not approach the range of a thousand feet.

"We're almost approaching..."

Lu Mu raised his head slightly, looking at the place less than a thousand miles ahead. The dazzling bright light was constantly released like a sun. As he got closer, the heat came towards him, and even the void was melting and collapsed on a large scale. Even the naked eye could see some Dou Zun powerful men directly burned themselves and died on the spot, which made countless people shudder.

"It is worthy of being the Jinglian Demon Fire, and it is still in the seal. The remaining power emitted has such a terrifying temperature. This power can burn the fighting spirit, and even the spiritual power has been affected a little. It is incredible."

Old Song beside him couldn't help but sigh. The fire of the Jinglian Demon is so rare. Even he had only heard some legends. This was the closest time he had to the Jinglian Demon.

"Lord of the Palace, we have met at least a hundred teams along the way, and even the Dou Sheng is not a small number. It seems that this time, it will be another shocking battle." Old Qiu, dressed in white, glanced around and sighed.

"It's just a death sentence. Even the Dou Sheng can't survive in this battle." Old Liu, who had never spoken, looked very indifferent, even his eyes were very cold, and his words were cold and hard.

"I hope they can hold on for a little longer." Mr. Song agreed and sipped his wine.
Chapter completed!