Liu Qinghuan was directly teleported to Mo Yunya through the temporarily opened Star Gate, and as soon as he walked out of the cave where the Star Gate was located, he was immediately arrested and went to a place called Weizi Pass. Therefore, on the way to the Nightmare Pass with a few monks, he had time to take a look at his surroundings.

Qixian precipice, precipice, a piece of charred black boulder is craggy and piled up, the mountain peak is like a sword blade inserted inverted into the ground, one is more lonely than the other, its momentum is fierce, and it stands up alone.

Looking out, I saw a black mist, and hair-like silk threads stretched and contracted in the fog, curling into a clump, which was a unique phenomenon that would only appear when the essence of demonic qi was rich to a certain extent. And further down, it is like an abyss, only the remnant sun is like blood, and the earth is devastated at the end of the sky.

Liu Qinghuan was silently distracted, and suddenly found that there was a flash of golden light on the cliff below, penetrating the thick demonic fog!

“？”

He couldn't help but deviate from the edge of the cliff, wanting to see more clearly, but suddenly there was one more person in front of him, and a young male cultivator with a vigilant face blocked the way: "Who are you?!"

Then he turned his head and shouted, "Wait, who is this man, do any of you know him?"

The four or five monks who were hurrying away all stopped, only then did they notice that Liu Qinghuan's face was extremely unfamiliar, and they exchanged glances with each other, and they had quietly surrounded him in the middle.

The atmosphere became quite subtle in an instant, as if as long as Liu Qinghuan said the wrong word, these people would immediately sacrifice magic weapons.

Liu Qinghuan raised his eyebrows, took out a black and red token from his sleeve, and said calmly: "Qinglin, a person from the Nine Heavens Cloud Mid-Mountain Academy, I obeyed the academy's order a few days ago and came to Moyunya to help resist the invasion of true demons, and I just arrived today, huh...... Then he was ordered by the black-armored Taoist friend to rush to the aid of the Nightmare Pass. ”

"Mid-Levels Academy!" The young male cultivator who spoke at the beginning showed surprise in his eyes, looked at him twice, and then carefully looked at the token in his hand, and arched his hand: "It turned out to be Qinglin Daoyou, it is a little rude to be a little rude, and I ask Daoyou to forgive me!" By the way, I listen to the wind, but they all call me Shunfeng Ear. ”

"Ears to the wind?" Liu Qinghuan laughed, and couldn't help but look at the ears that the other party deliberately tilted his head to expose.

Seeing this, the others dispersed with a bored face and said, "Let's hurry up, lest the Nightmare Pass be demolished by those stinky guys!"

Continuing on the road, Tingfeng was obviously a familiar person, and leaned over and said, "Brother, are you really from the Mid-Levels Academy?"

"yes. Liu Qinghuan said.

"Wow! I heard that your academy is located on the Sangu Mountain, which is not only mysterious, but also very difficult to enter. Listening to the wind blowing, he whistled, and said: "Anyway, I haven't been to Sangu Mountain yet, is it true that the cultivation on the mountain is much faster than other places as it is rumored?"

Liu Qinghuan thought for a while: "After all, Sangu Mountain is a first-grade immortal land, and the cultivation is faster, but the aura of the entire Qingyingtian is very full, so there is no saying that it is much faster." ”

"Alas!" Listening to the wind suddenly sighed and complained: "But don't talk about it, I'm going to be sad when I talk about this! Since I came to this ghost place, my spiritual energy is lacking, and my demonic energy is extremely strong, and my cultivation has been about to stagnate in the past few decades! Brother, how many spirit stones did you bring with you when you came?"

"Huh?"

"I'm just reminding you to prepare more spirit stones on your body on weekdays, otherwise it will be useless to recover mana by meditating and spitting!"

Liu Qinghuan could feel that the aura here was suppressed by the demonic qi, but he didn't expect the situation to be so serious, so he reached out and touched the innate spirit bracelet hidden under his sleeve.

Listening to the wind and said: "When you get to the Nightmare Pass, you can use your mana leisurely, those powerful spells, don't let them go until the critical time!"

Liu Qinghuan frowned: "In this way, can you repel the monsters?"

"Hahaha, our place is fighting monsters for 366 days out of 365 days a year, which can be said to be inexhaustible, endless, and repelled? Listening to the wind, he spoke quite seriously: "You also remember that no matter how critical the situation is on Moyunya, you must keep the strength to save your life, because the situation in the next moment will always be more critical!"

Liu Qinghuan was stunned by what he said, and he was very suspicious of what kind of dangerous place he had reached!

"But you don't have to worry too much. But when he heard the wind, he suddenly smiled and said: "There is a powerful mantra of the sages on the cliff wall of our Moyunya, and ordinary low-level monsters can't come up, and those who can climb up are high-level monsters, so you have to shed your skin first." ”

"Demon mantra?" Liu Qinghuan remembered the flash of golden light he had seen in the demon fog before, and muttered, "Then why are there a large number of monsters rushing through the nightmare pass?"

"That's a long story. Listening to the wind and pointing forward: "The front is the nightmare closed, you can see for yourself then." Don't forget, if the mana is consumed too much, take it down for the time being, and soak in the spiritual spring pool in the rear before going up. ”

"You still have a spiritual spring pool here?"

"Well, there are mouths at each pass, otherwise how can we recover mana? I don't have so many spirit stones!"

"Oh......"

Liu Qinghuan looked ahead, and saw that the mountain situation had changed, and it was still quite far away, and the unique hustle and bustle of the battlefield mixed with cruelty and blood had already come.

Weizi Pass, both sides are steep peaks, the middle is a meandering valley inward, facing the cliff side but like a large open portal without obstruction, and many stacked rock caves, deep ravines and valleys, the terrain is complex and easy to hide.

At this time, the war was in full swing, and the roar full of anger reached into the sky, and the monsters full of pits and valleys continued to attack the monk's defense.

The unsullied demon, covered in white bones as thick as armor, walked with a clang, even if it was beaten to pieces, as long as the demon core was not broken, it could suck the surrounding bones into its body and maintain its immortal body;

The head in the middle is the head of a person, male or female, old or young, and on both sides are the heads of beasts, jackals, tigers and leopards, barking endlessly, and there are rotten blood marks everywhere on the body;

A dark cloud suddenly floated in the air, and when it fell, it turned into several big magical birds, flapping its huge wings several feet wide, and the faint green flame burned in its eye sockets.

There are also many monsters that can't be identified for a while, but without exception, these are all true demons of the same level.

On the other hand, on the side of human cultivation, it seems that the strength is much weaker, and when the eyes are swept away, there are only dozens of monks on the huge battlefield, either single-handedly, or in formations of three or five, all waving thick armor, and fighting with the real demons in close quarters!

Liu Qinghuan was dumbfounded: You don't have to do it so much to save mana, right?!

In the blink of an eye, I saw that several other people had quickly entered the battle situation, fighting with those monsters.

He groaned slightly, Listening to the wind has been in Moyunya for decades, and he must be in charge of the situation in this place, and since he has suggested that, it is better to listen.

Thinking like this, Liu Qinghuan estimated the situation on the field again, took out a cloth bag from his arms, reached in and grabbed a handful, and then raised his sleeves and threw it, and a little blue light sprinkled out like flying fireflies.

The next moment, the ground that had been eroded by the demonic qi suddenly burst into green, and the grass topped up the dry earth, or the hard rocks, stubbornly stretching their tender branches and leaves.

"Hey, where did the grass come from?" someone finally noticed the change in the ground, and shouted loudly, and before he could finish speaking, he saw that the grass was growing wildly, and in a few breaths it was several feet high, and the flexible blades of grass were wrapped around the paws that ran around them......