MTL - I, a Demon Slayer Girl, is Invincible!-Chapter 291

On her body, two chaotic qi escaped, revealing an astonishing aura, no weaker than the feathering realm.

This sudden appearance of an unknown visitor caused the three feathering cultivators who had not been fighting for a long time to stop and quickly separated in three directions.

The dark eyes of the master looked at Fairy Qingyu in surprise.

"Familiarity... This person seems to be a cultivator of a certain sect..."

"But... my sense of familiarity should not come from this, but..."

Master Zhengdao took a deep breath and released his spiritual sense, sensing the fluctuations in Fairy Qingyu.

"She, like me, is someone who controls ghosts."

"It's just... how did she achieve such harmony without internal friction?" Master Zheng Dao had doubts in his heart, which turned into a fiery possessiveness.

In the case of the outside world behind closed doors, even relying on the master's own extreme talent, he just developed a method to control ghosts.

However, the method he developed and the method used by Fairy Qingyu, which was optimized by the gods, were vastly different in terms of stability and security.

If you can get the method of Fairy Qingyu... Master Yi Dao's heart was eager for a while, and the calm sea of ​​heart also rippled.

Li Gongzi's face was gloomy, and he stared at Fairy Qingyu closely, with thousands of thoughts in his heart.

Just joined forces with the Demon Sect Leader, but still can only be on par with Zhengyi Master, and can only fight a war of attrition.

"Will this person be our help? Or..." Young Master Li's heart tightened.

The Demon Sect leader was also worried. As the weakest of the three Ascension cultivators, he suffered the most in the confrontation.

However, he looked at Fairy Qingyu with some hope.

Compared with Zheng Dao Master, who has been entrenched in Baiyun Temple for 20 years, he has a much higher degree of familiarity with the monks in the southeast.

Every Divine Baby cultivator, as long as he has some fame and has made a few attempts, he will recognize it.

Therefore, after comparing, he remembered the identity of the person in front of him.

"Fairy Qingyu... Except for the cultivation base, the rest of the characteristics can be matched."

"I remember that she was also one of the monks who came to kill Master Zhengdao." The eyes of the Demon Sect leader shone with excitement.

And just when the three Ascension cultivators finished their thinking and were about to transmit their voices to Fairy Qingyu.

She raised her head, panicked in her eyes, and tried to speak.

"Hurry up and find a way to call more ascension monks, otherwise it will be too late!"

"quick!"

Fairy Qingyu's voice was hurried and emotional.

The three feathering cultivators were all shocked, and there was a light of thought in their eyes.

Because the leader of the Demon Sect recognized Fairy Qingyu, he simply asked, "Fairy Qingyu, what do you mean? Why did you call in more cultivators?!"

Fairy Qingyu did not answer his words, instead, her face changed suddenly, and she rushed forward, away from the sky above Baiyunguan.

Peng!

In the next moment, the entire Baiyunguan area seemed to be suddenly condensed together by an invisible attraction, whether it was buildings or trees, or even spiritual power, atmosphere...

All were compressed and condensed into a pitch-black void, which was daunting to look at.

Then, with the black hole as the center, a steady stream of space cracks emerged, and the vicinity of the Baiyun Temple seemed to be a broken mirror, and dark cracks appeared one after another.

The violent space earthquake erupted and spread to the outside world, destroying the houses and roads along the way, and sucking them into the space cracks.

And the four feathered powerhouses present, seeing this scene, were all heartbroken and retreated towards the outside world.

Immediately afterwards, the four of them panicked in unison, because, with the expansion of the space crack, these four monks, for the first time since their birth, saw the great formation that enveloped their world.

Those splendid array patterns and ritual tracks appeared, barely stabilizing the space and not causing a gap in the world.

But even so, through the large formation and space cracks, you can still see the chaotic black fog outside Senluo Realm.

Even if I don't know what this means, all the ascension cultivators have an instinctive sense. If the big array is broken, no one will have good fruit to eat.

A strong sense of unease and fear sprouted in their hearts, and the master turned his head to look at Fairy Qingyu not far away.

"What the **** is going on here? Who did it?" At this moment, panic arose in his deadly heart.

This is the instinct of all Senra world beings engraved into their blood.

Because in ancient times, all the creatures who saw this scene without fear or avoidance died, and their genetic information could not be passed on naturally.

Fairy Qingyu took a deep breath and said intermittently, "Yes...Yes..."

"Outer God..."

…

Meanwhile, southwest of Middle-earth.

Thousands of mountains stand, snowflakes are scattered, and the temperature in the air is as low as minus 30 degrees. If there is no good thermal protection measures, mortals will basically die one by one.

And this place is one of the overlord-level forces in Central Continent, the location of the sword pavilion.

Among the thousand mountains, on a mountain peak that is the most towering, straight into the sky, there is an old man wearing a thin Taoist robe sitting cross-legged.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked east.

"southeast!"

As he opened his eyes, the divine light was compelling, as if a sharp sword light shot out from his eyes, and the snowflakes in a radius of thousands of miles stopped moving and stood still in the air.

The old man muttered to himself, "Southeast, that's Zhengyi's territory..."

"What is that guy doing?"

Feeling the tingling sensation from the center of the eyebrows, as well as the sense of threat like a awn on his back, the old man frowned.

At this moment, a dark green whirlwind flew from the top of the mountain and landed on the top of the mountain, turning into a handsome young man with dark green highlights and wearing a black cloak.

"Wuxiang? You are not welcome here, let's go back to Southern Border to be your Witch King." Looking at the Witch King clone appearing in front of him, the old man said lightly.

The sword pavilion sits in the frontier, and he, the pavilion master, has a lot of friction with the ascension monks in the southern border.

Although they have never been beaten to death, they are not friendly to each other. If it wasn't for a clone in front of them, the old man would have drawn his sword.

Wu Xiang frowned, "Qian Haoran, didn't you sense anything unusual in the southeast?"

"I feel like something very bad has happened."

The two looked at each other and nodded.

"Let's go to the southeast and have a look, together."

"If you don't leave, I don't dare." Wu Xiang said sincerely.

If he, the Witch King, left and Qian Haoran didn't leave, Nanjiang would be killed by him with one sword and one sword.

And Qian Haoran also had this concern.

After a while, two streams of light flew away from the top of the mountain.

Not only the two of them, but in the Five Regions, a large number of ascension cultivators sensed that something big was happening in the southeast of Central Continent.

East China Sea…

West Desert…

Kitahara…

Except for the cultivators who were unable to move due to important matters and who were not in a good state, most of the ascension cultivators chose to go to the southeast.

After all, although the sky is falling down and there are tall people, but these ascension cultivators are already tall, what else can they do if they don't go?

Any ascension cultivator wants to grasp the situation and control all the variables in his own hands.

Therefore, for a while, the sky above the Five Regions was constantly escaping, and the feathering cultivators who had not moved for more than ten years rushed to the southeast.

…

And at the same time.

Zhongzhou, Jiankang.

Fairy Qingyu, who did not know that reinforcements were coming, had already withdrawn to the distance with the other three, and told them.

"At this time, the clone of the outer **** is trying to leave the space-time fragment, enter the Senluo realm, and then guide her body to break through the realm."

"Even if there is Xianjun's obstruction, it will drag her for less than ten days at most."

Xianjun…

The three of them were all shocked, are they immortals? What the **** did this Fairy Qingyu experience?

Fairy Qingyu ignored the surprise of the three and continued to speak.

"We are running out of time, we must call more cultivators to come and find a way to stop her."

As a person who has faced Gu Qingan in a certain sense, she has a deep fear of the existence of "outer gods".

The three feathering cultivators who were fighting not long ago clearly showed their disgust. What are you kidding me to join forces with this person?

However, looking at the ever-expanding space crack, the unease and fear in the hearts of the three ascension cultivators became stronger and stronger, and this feeling even overwhelmed their hatred for each other.

Creatures born in the 'world' instinctively want to maintain the world, and this instinct can overwhelm most of their needs.

Moreover, the tyrannical and solipsistic meaning from the "Outer God" makes anyone feel uncomfortable.

'Let this guy really enter the Senluo world, it's not good for everyone. ’

This consensus was quickly reached in the hearts of everyone, and even the righteous Lord, who would do anything for strength and longevity, expressed his disgust for the Outer God.

‘When the outer gods come in, can I not die if I become an immortal? ' Master Zhengdao thought in his heart, he had not forgotten the 'Xianjun' that Fairy Qingyu said.

Just becoming an immortal, in front of the outer gods, is far from enough.

So... the three feathering cultivators looked at each other.

"All right…"

"To actually join forces with this guy like you..."

Li Gongzi glanced at Zheng Yi, the master said gloomily.

Afterwards, he turned to look at Fairy Qingyu, frowned and asked, "After the avatar of the outer **** comes out, how to guide the main body into the world?"

"Slaughter monks, living beings, in the worst case, she may kill all Sen Luo living beings." Fairy Qingyu replied.

"So, as long as we can kill that avatar of the 'Outer God', it's over, right?" Mr. Li asked.

"We can't kill her." Fairy Qingyu shook her head, then looked at Young Master Li, who was obviously unbelieving, and said.

"How do you think your strength compares to mine?"

"You... be stronger." Young Master Li's face sank, but he still expressed his judgment objectively.

The feeling coming from the woman in front of her is similar to that of Master Zheng Dao, but it is more complete and powerful than Master Zheng Dao. Even if Young Master Li has not officially fought, he feels that he will not be her opponent.

"Then, guess again, how long can I last under that Outer God clone?"

There was a trace of fear in Fairy Qingyu's eyes, and she stretched out her five fingers without waiting for the three of them to speak.

"Five seconds."

"After five seconds, I'll be out of combat."

\"what?!\"

"Is the avatar of the outer gods strong enough to reach this level?" The faces of the three people changed drastically, and they were very ugly.

Fairy Qingyu looked at the three of them and said solemnly, "Next, we need to move the people in Jiankang City to prevent the avatars of the outer gods from going out, relying on devouring life to strengthen themselves."

Master Zheng Yi had a gloomy face and nodded.

He is a local snake in the southeast, and it is still up to him to do this kind of thing.

…

Just when the outside world started intense preparations.

Inside the space-time fragment.

The rich blood tide completely occupied every corner of the city, and in the center of this blood sea, flesh, bones and ice were stacked on each other, creating an island in the city.

On the island, there is a blood-colored giant egg two people tall.