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A devastating heavy rain left the Six Hundred Miles of Jueyun Ridge in a mess. However, the ruthless sky did not seem to pity the millions of people of the demon clan. The heavy rain began to stop, and the freezing snow came again.

Goose-feather snowflakes fell silently, and with the rapid drop in temperature, the humid Jueyunling ushered in the cold winter in the blink of an eye.

The accumulated water in the peaks, rivers and forests gradually froze, and the vegetation, mountains and rocks were covered in crystal-like jade armor, and were soon covered by a layer of silver-white snow. In a few breaths, six hundred miles of vastness were expanse.

Several courtiers helped the old lady to the foot of the hibiscus tree, looking sadly at the snow falling in the sky, regardless of whether their bodies could withstand the environment, which was even colder than the winter weather.

Looking at the innocent and lifeless people in the Sixiang Hall, the old lady Fu Hufeng coughed violently: "Heaven is going to destroy our demon clan..."

What is God’s will?

Perhaps only Luo Changfeng and the six people in Muyun Sword City on the Qinglong Kuotai knew very well that no matter whether it was heavy rain or freezing snow, no matter who was destined to die by God's will, everything was just a vision caused by the life-and-death duel between the two saints.

Changing the celestial phenomena with a single movement of a hand is a method that only saints in the Divine Enlightenment Realm can achieve. Other than that, ordinary people, even if they have reached the Transformation Tribulation Realm and are respected, can only stay away from it.

So all they can do is wait.

Waiting for the snow to stop, waiting for the battle of saints in the nine heavens to end.

…

Frozen snow dotted the Six Hundred Miles of Jueyun Ridge, and the world seemed to fall silent and fall into hibernation.

As a result, there were fewer wailing sounds and fewer killing sounds.

The sound of mountains collapsing and ground cracking is reduced, and the sound of trees breaking down is also reduced.

Those demon people who were lucky enough to escape the disaster began to poke their heads out of the caves, under the ruins, and from all possible hiding places, and looked at the sky with vigilance and caution.

After observing for a while, they finally plucked up the courage and walked out.

Not knocked down by difficulties, not defeated by sorrow, they remained silent and began to rescue those of their own race who were buried in the ruins.

Braving the freezing snow.

…

Outside the gate of Bailiyun Palace, the soldiers and horses who heard the roar of the sky reorganized under the command of the leader of the Giant Spirit Tribe. Then the tribal army captured the city guard alive and broke through the closed city.

Door.

Controlling all the Yun Palace guards blocking the path along the way, they headed towards Fusang Sun Moon Lake.

…

At the foot of Jueyunling Mountain.

The Tiannan Alliance led by Jiang Manlou, Mo Xiangqi and others also braved the snow and entered the Demon Realm at this time.

They were deeply shocked by the scene after the disaster in Jueyunling. So after several discussions, Jiang Manlou, Mo Xiangqi, Yue San, Yueying Disciple, and Jian Fushen continued to go deeper, while the remaining hundreds of alliance masters went

Join the rescue under the leadership of Qizhan Tea House.

Regardless of the position of the demon clan in the future troubled times, these innocent people will always be the victims of the decision-makers. What unforgivable sin is there?

…

Under the hibiscus tree.

The demon prince and princess seemed to have finally come out of their predicament and were no longer troubled.

Their stance is as firm as ever.

Even if the father chooses to conspire with the aliens and want to put them to death, they still cannot fail the millions of people. It is the responsibility of the king to seek a stable and peaceful life for the people.

The two siblings, who had an epiphany, authorized the old lady Fu Hufeng and a group of courtiers to grant pardon to those Yungong imperial guards who obeyed the actions of the demon commander Bai Hu.

So the imperial guards of the Cloud Palace, who saw the White Tiger Demon Commander and Prime Minister Ji Meng being captured alive, hesitantly put down their weapons one after another. They accepted the command of the old master and the courtiers and began to rectify the dilapidated Four Elephants Palace.

The two leaders, Yinyou and Gongsha, escorted Demon Commander Baihu and Prime Minister Ji Meng and other courtiers from the same camp to the death row, awaiting execution.

…

Although the frozen snow is cold, its silence gives Jueyunling a chance to breathe.

The aliens either died or fled.

Those who made careful arrangements were also imprisoned.

The human race showed their kindness in times of crisis, which made the millions of peace-loving demon race people feel closer to each other.

So they saw hope.

Perhaps in the near future, there will be no escape from the world in the Six Hundred Miles of Jueyun Ridge, and the human race and the demon race can coexist hand in hand.

Of course, the premise of all this still depends on the battle above Jiutian.

If the Demon Emperor wins, his future will be unclear.

If the Demon Emperor is defeated, everything will be peaceful.

…

No matter what the people's expectations are, the outcome of the battle between saints is still unpredictable. Even if Luo Changfeng and Mu Yun Jiancheng are 70% sure, they conclude that Mr. Bai Zhiqiu will be slightly better than the Demon Emperor.

But that's always just speculation.

…

On the Qinglong Broad Platform, four figures were still standing in the frozen snow, looking at the sky meticulously.

Perhaps the four of them are in the same state of mind at the moment. If Bai Zhiqiu falls into a disadvantage, they are always ready to support the battle above Nine Heavens.

Time passes little by little.

In the blink of an eye, the sky dimmed, night fell, and then the night ended and the sky faded.

As the day and night passed, the frozen snow began to clear up.

The sun finally appeared in the dark sky. Although most of the light was blocked by the true form of the roc that covered the sky and sun, the temperature still rose.

The people of the Monster Tribe tasted the long-lost warmth. Under the sunshine, the vitality of Six Hundred Miles Jueyun Ridge was reviving.

The four figures were still standing upright on the Qinglong Broad Platform, looking at the sky without moving.

…

On the third day, Jiang Manlou and the five people who had been delayed finally arrived under the hibiscus tree.

They looked at the backs of the four figures side by side on the Qinglong Broad Platform in surprise. You looked at me, and I looked at you. They didn't make a sound to disturb them, and just stayed behind silently.

It was not until the afternoon that the weather cleared up and a strong hurricane blew up again.

…

There is a gust of wind, a gust of rain, a gust of snow, a gust of thunder, and a scorching sun.

The battle between the Demon Emperor and Bai Zhiqiu has lasted for ten days.

In the past ten days, no matter how bad the weather was, no matter whether there was any new noteworthy movement in the nine heavens, the four figures on the Qinglong Kuotai always stood there like stone statues, motionless.

Behind the four figures, there were still five people from Jiang Manlou standing under the hibiscus tree.

…

No matter how long the battle is, it will eventually come to an end.

On the evening of the tenth day, at dusk, the golden roc hanging above the nine heavens and stretching for hundreds of miles began to move strangely.

Luo Changfeng and others held their breaths, knowing that perhaps the moment to decide the winner was coming.

So they all became vigilant.

They looked at the sky and watched as the Jinpeng's real body, which was like a cloud with no end in sight, began to fade away, until it turned into a dusk-like background color, became transparent, and then transformed into the face of the Demon Emperor from the transparent body.

The golden roc is changing between the real body and the demon emperor's body. It is ferocious and strange, hanging on everyone's mind.

…

Countless solemn gazes from the six hundred miles of Jueyun Ridge are all focused on the nine heavens.

At a certain moment, the struggling Jinpeng's body dissipated.

The Demon Emperor's appearance also became completely void.

A white dragon swooped down from the blue sky.

The world echoed with the demon emperor's voice full of endless resentment and anger: "I would rather teach me to betray the people of the world than let the people of the world betray me!"

The roar like a curse gradually faded away.

Then ten flares slowly appeared in the rare blue sky.