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The ten flares swelled and the light was extremely bright, as big as the sun at noon in summer hanging in the sky at dusk. The sky was no longer as red as blood, and the entire sky was illuminated as if it were daytime, even though the real sun had already faded.

The white dragon swooped down from the sky and landed on the Qinglong platform with a bang, shattering a piece of bluestone.

The force of the fall was too strong, and Bai Zhiqiu, who was a master of the immortal style, almost fell down accidentally. Fortunately, Luo Changfeng and others had quick eyesight and quick hands, and quickly stepped forward to help him.

"senior."

Luo Changfeng held Bai Zhiqiu's back and looked at the face that should have been calm and calm but was actually extremely pale. Although he couldn't see the battle between the two saints in Jin Peng's belly, he could also imagine how dangerous it was.

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I couldn't help feeling that the power of the Saint was far from comparable to that of the Transformation Tribulation Realm. If he had joined forces with Muyun Sword City to fight against the Demon Emperor, he would have died under the Fumulus tree ten days ago.

"No problem."

Bai Zhiqiu, who used to be the master of the Demon Sect and has been practicing as a saint for five hundred years, coughed several times, stood up straight, and calmed down the disordered breath with ten breaths.

He looked up at the dazzling 'ten suns' in the sky and said with emotion: "I thought that the Demon Emperor's cultivation was greatly damaged in the battle at the Emperor's Mausoleum ten years ago, and that it would never be possible to recover in the short term. Unexpectedly, ten years later,

Not only has this person recovered from his injuries, but his cultivation has also reached the peak of Shenyin."

Muyun Jiancheng said: "But he died in your hands in the end."

Lin'er and Huang'er on the side remained silent.

The two siblings have complicated emotions. They don't know whether they should be happy for millions of people or sad for themselves.

After all, he is their father.

Even if he had murderous intentions towards them, the fact that blood is thicker than water cannot be changed.

Bai Zhiqiu shook his head and said, "I was not the one who killed him."

Luo Changfeng and Muyun Jiancheng were a little surprised when they heard this.

Just listen to Bai Zhiqiu continue to explain: "It should be the ten suns hanging in the sky."

The four young people raised their heads together and began to feel a heat filling their surroundings.

Recalling the legend of the demon tribe migrating to Jueyun Ridge thousands of years ago, Bai Zhiqiu said: "It is said that when the demon tribe migrated and chose to settle in Jueyun Ridge, the hibiscus tree behind them was bearing ten golden crows."

"The light of the ten Golden Crows is so hot and blazing that the six hundred miles of Jueyun Ridge is always full of daylight. Even if the sun sets and the moon rises, there is no night. The streams dry up and the trees die in the sun. In short, there are no green mountains and green waters.

The appearance is not suitable for survival at all..."

Bai Zhiqiu started coughing again.

The princess Huang'er then continued: "Later, our ancestors knelt under this hibiscus tree to pray for heaven's mercy. They prayed for three days to no avail. That scene became the legendary sky scene of thousands of spirits roaring in later generations."

"Until someone stood up."

"That person was the father at that time."

"My father, who has pure and noble blood, transformed into his true form. When everyone was desperate and prepared to find another place, my father swallowed all ten Golden Crows in one breath."

Upon hearing this, Luo Changfeng and Muyun Jiancheng both looked in disbelief.

Even if you are not convinced by the Demon Emperor's cultivation level, his courage, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people, is enough to make people fall to the ground.

Huang'er continued: "Since then, the Six Hundred Miles of Jueyun Ridge has begun to regain its vitality. The green peaks have green shade, and the mountain streams have running water...and my father is also regarded as the Demon Emperor by my aunt and all the ancestors, and all the people are united."

When it came to choking, the demon princess held back her tears.

Lin'er seemed to be stronger and secretly shook her sister's hand.

Mr. Bai Zhiqiu said: "I fought with him for nearly ten thousand rounds, and his cultivation level was severely depleted. It must be that his remaining strength could no longer suppress the ten awakened Golden Crows in his body, which caused the Golden Crow to break out of his body and be hit again.

With one palm of my Demon Punishing Heaven, my soul flew away and my body exploded, killing me."

Several people were silent.

I didn't know what to say for a moment.

Not far away, Jiang Manlou and others couldn't stand the increasingly hot weather. They were sweating profusely, as if they were about to be evaporated dry. They anxiously shouted to Qinglong Kuotai: "I would rather teach me to let the world down than let others down."

Teach everyone in the world to betray me! Are these ten suns the curse of the Demon Emperor before his death?"

It is different from the ten little golden crows swallowed by the Demon Emperor thousands of years ago.

The ten suns hanging in the sky now are as fierce as poison. In a short period of time, the grass and trees in Jueyun Ridge, six hundred miles away, are beginning to wither.

Not to mention the ordinary people of the demon tribe who had just escaped from the natural disasters of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, even Jiang Manlou, Mo Xiangqi and the others felt extremely hot and unbearable.

If we don't think of ways to get rid of those ten suns, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive the night, and the six hundred miles of Jueyun Ridge will be completely lifeless!

This is by no means alarmist.

On the Qinglong Kuotai, Luo Changfeng, who heard Jiang Manlou's call, asked, "Senior, is there any way to deal with those ten Golden Crows?"

Bai Zhiqiu took the scroll from Luo Changfeng and held it in his hand: "The Tiannan Yi Divine Sect has nine sun-shooting arrows that have been passed down from generation to generation, ranking among the thirty-one divine weapons. I think they should be used."

Luo Changfeng thought of the burden Zhizi left for him: "The divine arrow for shooting the sun is in the hands of this junior."

Bai Zhiqiu was slightly surprised and said: "An ordinary bow cannot withstand the power of the divine arrow that shoots the sun. If you want to shoot the sun, you have to find a strong bow."

Luo Changfeng added: "Ten years ago, the old man of the Tibing Shanjiang family forged a bow that was among the top ten divine weapons, named Jian Ba. It was also in the hands of the younger generation."

This time, not only Bai Zhiqiu was surprised, but Muyun Jiancheng and the Crown Princess also looked at Luo Changfeng.

Luo Changfeng smiled slightly: "Then, junior, try it?"

Bai Zhiqiu breathed a long sigh of relief.

Muyun Jiancheng helped the saint take a few steps back.

Luo Changfeng spread his hands, and the eight arrows and the sun-shooting arrow appeared.

Princess Huang'er also retreated. Seeing her younger brother lost in thought, she stretched out her hand and tugged at the corner of Lin'er's sleeve.

Lin'er, who had just reacted, suddenly looked at Luo Changfeng and said, "I'll do it anyway."

Luo Changfeng was confused: "Huh?"

Huang'er was also a little confused as to what her brother was thinking, so she stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lin'er said thoughtfully: "My father is no longer here. As the prince, I should shoulder the responsibility for the rise and fall of the demon clan."

Luo Changfeng said: "You mean..."

Lin'er looked at the ten suns burning like fire in the sky and said, "What my father can do, I can do too."

For some reason, Huang'er burst into tears when she heard this.

Luo Changfeng and Muyun Jiancheng also looked at this simple-minded demon prince with admiration again.

Bai Zhiqiu stroked his beard, looked at Prince Lin'er, Huang'er, Luo Changfeng, and then at Muyun Jiancheng beside him... He had not thought too much before, but at this moment, he suddenly

I feel that everything I have done to guard the world of Tianxi Mirror in the past ten years has been very worthwhile.

Because the world is so beautiful!

It’s also because Jiangshan has always had talented people!

The future world belongs to these younger generations, and they never seem to disappoint!

At this moment, Bai Zhiqiu's turbid eyes seemed to see what the world would look like in the near future! In that great world, there would be no less than twenty saints in the Divine Leading Realm!

Fight the troubled times with the great times!

Bai Zhiqiu suddenly laughed! It was a heroic and heart-warming laugh!

Luo Changfeng, Mu Yun Jiancheng and others all looked at the white-robed gentleman who had turned from a demon into a saint, and saw that the latter's figure gradually turned into a white breeze that was wandering uncertainly, and then swept away into the distance.

"senior?"

Luo Changfeng called out anxiously, but there was no reply after a long time.

He wanted to know the whereabouts of Xue'er, but he could only leave a trace of loneliness...

Prince Lin'er jumped from the Qinglong Platform to the hibiscus tree, and then jumped a few times to stand on the top of the hibiscus tree, which was thousands of feet high.

Then the unicorn roared loudly.

Countless demon people in Jueyun Ridge, six hundred miles away, looked at the sky, and the sight of a unicorn with a body as big as a mountain swallowing the sun, burning with flames, caught everyone's eyes...

(PS: This is the end of Volume Six of Ten Years.)