"Youchou, what happened to you?!" Liu Zhan's eyes drooped slightly, his figure rose sharply, and he swept towards the place where Youchou stood. But when the latter's body was still dozens of feet away, a looming coercion blocked his rising figure, and no matter how he used his body technique, he couldn't advance an inch.

"Oh, why can't you even get close to my body now?" Youchou squinted slightly, with a playful smile on his face, and his words were full of mockery. Then with a move of his palm, the coercion instantly skyrocketed, slamming Liu Zhan's figure down.

"Demon sorrow, don't deceive people too much! Believe it or not, I'll find someone from the palace to clean you up now!" Haoyuan Demon Lord's body trembled slightly, his face turned pale, and he said sharply. As he spoke, he pointed his finger at the Qiankun bracelet, took out a jade piece from it, pinched it in his hand, and was about to crush it.

"Then why don't you try?" Demon Chou clasped his arms over his chest, tilted his head, and chuckled softly.

Hearing this, the Haoyuan Demon Lord gritted his teeth fiercely, and suddenly used force on his palm, pinching the jade piece into a ball of powder. The jade fragment shattered, and a wisp of spatial waves rippled out, but before the wave could go far, it disappeared like a headless fly after a few turns.

"If you have such a temper, you won't get any benefit from going out. Demon Chou let out a long sigh, his fingers curled slightly, and he nodded fiercely towards the Haoyuan Demon Lord, "This time, let me teach you a lesson." Don't let me down on my kindness!"

At the moment of the two fingers, a wisp of purple-black flame broke away from his body, and then turned into a streamer, rushing out towards the Haoyuan Demon Lord.

Seeing Demon Sorrow's actions, the Haoyuan Demon Lord's cheeks were already without the slightest trace of blood, and at that moment, his body retreated violently, and his blood and qi surged out, forming countless heavy defenses in front of him. Although there didn't seem to contain any energy on the flames, a person with a keen sense like the Haoyuan Demon Lord was all in a layer of cold sweat on his back at the moment when the flames swept out, and a deep sense of fear rippled out of his heart.

However, the flames seemed to ignore the distance, and in the blink of an eye, they silently touched the countless heavy defenses. However, the imaginary earth-shattering explosion did not appear, and the defense of the ground condensed by the majestic blood qi did not seem to have the slightest effect, but was melted by the flames.

In the next moment, the flames scurried onto the body of the Haoyuan Demon Lord, and a huge flame erupted from his body.

A terrible scream rippled through this piece of heaven and earth, and after a few breaths, the body of the Haoyuan Demon Lord was like a meteor with fire, falling straight towards the ground, and after a while, a low sound of flesh colliding came from the ground. Hearing this voice, everyone's bodies trembled, and their eyes were full of fear when they looked at the demon.

"Today, I just want to take this Jiuyang Qi Zhi, whoever stops it, who dies!"

Canglan Continent.

"Brother Wei, what do you think of this battle in Fengshen Pavilion?" Song Lanfeng, who was wearing pale golden soft armor, pointed to a huge spirit mirror in front of him, turned his head, looked at the man in white shirt beside him, and said in a deep voice.

Who else can be called so by the hall master of the Wind and Darkness Palace, apart from Wei Cang, the hall master of the Wind and Darkness Palace?

Above the spirit mirror, it is the projection in the netherworld.

Wei Cang shook the folding fan in his hand lightly and smiled faintly, "It seems that among your Wind Hades Palace, there are really many talents... It's not like my two unsuccessful disciples who would fall into such a situation. When they come back, the main hall must let them cultivate diligently!"

Although he said this, in the depths of his eyes, there was a glimmer of cold light that did not wait for any temperature.

"Liu Zhan, right... I didn't expect such a person to appear in a mere Heavenly Netherworld Sect, but I miscalculated this time..."

"It's just a small Spirit Crossing Realm, and it won't set off any big winds and waves..."

And when Song Lanfeng heard Wei Cang's words, a smile of relief appeared on his cheeks, and he didn't notice the coldness in the former's eyes. In the previous battles of the Wind God Pavilion, the disciples of his subordinate forces in the Wind Hades Hall have always been pressed and beaten by the people of the Wind Shadow Palace, which made him a little unable to get off the stage.

Although he had never heard of such a person as Liu Zhan before this, the Heavenly Netherworld Sect was also a subordinate force of his Wind Hades Temple, so seeing that the latter was in power, he did not have any mustard in his heart.

After all, if Liu Zhan could be favored by the Emperor Venerable, the cultivation resources allocated by their Wind Hades Hall would also be greatly improved.

After a few words of conversation, the two of them turned their gaze away and continued to look at the spirit mirror. At this moment, there was a sudden fluctuation on the spirit mirror, and then the scene that had been quite clear before disappeared straight away, leaving a white expanse.

Wei Cang and Song Lanfeng saw that the spirit mirror suddenly had such a change, and their brows instantly frowned, and then Wei Cang made a move with his palm, "Someone!"

"Your Excellency. As soon as Wei Cang's words fell, the space behind them rippled, and a middle-aged man in a green robe bowed deeply towards the two of them, and said respectfully.

"Go and find out what's going on with me!" Wei Cang pointed his finger at the spirit mirror that had no image, and there was already some anger in his words.

This spiritual mirror is a treasure cast by Lord Emperor Zun himself, and after being infused with spiritual energy, it is possible to project the scene of that place wherever the power of the manipulator's soul can spread.

Since many disciples entered the Source Breaking Realm, the two of them would take some time out every day to borrow this spirit mirror to spy on the situation in the Three Realms. In the past few days, there was not the slightest problem with the spirit mirror, but at this time

But at this time, the spirit mirror had lost such an effect, there must have been some accident in the Three Realms! If it weren't for that, such a treasure would definitely not have such a vision!

At this time, the eyes of the two people had already narrowed in unison, and they looked at the spirit mirror with an indifferent expression, and countless thoughts flashed in their hearts.

Just as the two of them were thinking about the reason, the space in front of the spirit mirror suddenly fluctuated, and then the figure of a woman in a cyan dress slowly condensed.

Seeing this figure, Wei Cang and Song Lanfeng immediately straightened their faces, hugged their fists respectfully, and said in a deep voice, "I've seen Lord Emperor!"

The eyes that looked at the woman were full of solemnity. It's just that Wei Cang's eyes seemed to flash a trace of a hidden cold light, and after he turned his breath, he forcibly suppressed it.

"The two of you are excused. The woman said lightly, with a wave of her sleeve robe, a soft energy was transmitted, straightening the slightly bowed bodies of the two, and staring at the blank spiritual mirror, her eyebrows and eyes were full of solemnity.

"Sure enough, there is a problem with this spirit mirror..."Ye Qingling's palms clenched into fists, and the space around his body continued to collapse and repair, repeatedly.

"My lord, I don't know... What's going on in these Three Realms?" Wei Cang took a step forward and stammered.

Ye Qingling sighed, his fingers lightly touched in front of him, and the spiritual light of his fingertips appeared, faintly condensing into a small hall. If everyone in the Netherworld saw the appearance of that hall, they would find that this miniature hall was the main hall of the Netherworld!

"The black dragon that caused the destruction of the Netherworld Mansion Sect back then, the remnant soul seems to have awakened..."Ye Qingling stared at the small hall in front of him and said in a deep voice.

"So we're now... Do you want to make a move?" Song Lanfeng frowned, and with a little aura on his body, he said tentatively.

At this moment, there was another wave on the spirit mirror, and after the fluctuations dissipated, the scene in the netherworld appeared on the spirit mirror again. Looking at this appearance, it seems that the netherworld has returned to normal.

"Wait a minute, this is not in a hurry," Ye Qingling saw that the spirit mirror had returned to normal, with a wave of his palm, his eyes turned slightly, and he turned to look at Wei Cang and Song Lanfeng, "You cleaned up the netherworld back then, right?"

Hearing this Emperor's question, the two of them glanced at each other and clasped their fists respectfully, "Your Excellency remembers right, it was the two of us who cleaned up the runaway Netherworld back then. ”

"What was the strength of the fallen dragon powerhouse when he was alive?"

"It seems to be..."Wei Cang and the others were stunned for a moment, recalling the distant past, "Heavenly Palace Realm, right?"

"Heavenly Palace Realm..."Ye Qingling nodded lightly, his slightly stiff body regained its softness, and his palm supported his chin, "Then even if it is revived now, it should only be the strength of the Cave Heaven Realm at most." ”

"If this kind of strength is in the Canglan Realm, there are some ways to deal with it. ”

"Then don't interfere with the two of you yet, keep an eye on the Netherworld first, and if there is a similar situation again, immediately send someone to tell me!" With that, Ye Qingling clenched his palm lightly, and his figure slowly disappeared from the spot.

"Yes. Wei Cang and the others bowed towards the place where the former's figure disappeared and said respectfully.

Within the Netherworld.

"Whoever stands in the way, who dies!"

When everyone heard these words, they were stunned, and they each had their own little calculations in their hearts. Looking at this appearance, it seems that the demon sorrow is not here to trouble them? if they just came to get the Jiuyang Gathering Qi Zhi, they would naturally not do such an eye-opening thing.

After all, compared to his own life, what is a few Jiuyang Qizhi plants?

Seeing that everyone didn't react, a cold snort came out of the demon's throat, and his body moved, flashing to the top of the mountain. A moment later, his body was once again in the air, and he slowly stepped into the vortex. Before the figure disappeared, he didn't forget to wave his hand to the stunned people below.

The moment the demonic figure disappeared, the heavy dark clouds in the sky suddenly dissipated, as if everything that had just happened had never happened.

"Big Brother Bai, that's it... Let him go?" Zi Mingcen clutched the corner of his clothes tightly, his eyes full of unwillingness and hatred. On his side, there was the extremely embarrassed Haoyuan Demon Lord.