In the endless white world, under the tall and straight figures, there are two columns of strangely shaped pocket stone statues. Their missing hands, some of them had broken feet, others had been cut diagonally from their shoulders, and the wreckage was scattered all around. The man's starry eyes suddenly fell on them, and his face showed a slight sigh, and he said slowly:

"I didn't expect the master of the world to be so good, even Bai Hui couldn't help but be defeated. ”

As he spoke, he saw that the stone statue headed by the second column suddenly split in two from his waist, and his upper body exploded and scattered into dust before it fell to the ground. At this moment, the man couldn't hold it anymore, and the innate domineering spirit of the king immediately emerged from between his eyebrows, and immediately swept away the surrounding leisure atmosphere, and the ferocious aura spread out, as if he wanted to completely turn this world into a killing Shura field.

The demon catastrophe has come to an end for the time being. As the new Demon Lord, although Shen Wanqiu didn't help much, fortunately, he didn't desert at the critical moment, which can be regarded as making everyone have a little good impression of him as an outsider. Thinking that there were still beautiful women waiting at home, he didn't dare to slack off and hurried back to the house. However, when the door was opened, there was only one letter on the table. The bedding on the bed was already packed and stacked neatly on the wall-to-wall side of the bed.

"Knowing that my son is still in the world, I am overjoyed, and I can't help but feel that a big mistake has been made, although it is difficult to pay for death. Say goodbye to you, and there will be no day of reunion. May Jun Xiu rise day by day, and the magic will be completed soon. Ignore the sin willow. ”

With just a few words, Shen Wanqiu suddenly felt five thunderbolts, and hurriedly found someone to ask for the details of Jizhong. But Liu Ruyin left so suddenly, the rest of the people didn't know it at all, Shen Wanqiu chased dozens of miles outside the city like crazy, but he didn't find the slightest news. So he went to the west of the city, and searched as before, but found nothing. As the sun set, Shen Wanqiu returned to the outside of the Demon City alone, sat down in a lonely place, and actually hugged his head and cried, crying so sadly, like a mandrill ghost, so sad. Since then, Shen Wanqiu's temperament has changed greatly, he is silent and silent, and he rarely steps out of the house. The demons thought that he was ill and could not move, so they didn't care. In the middle of that month, the Blood River Demon Lord got his wish and became the tenth Demon Lord in the history of the Demon Realm. On that day, he was dressed in red clothes and black armor, wearing a phoenix feather and a golden crown, and was worshiped by all demons. As the only remaining predecessor in the Demon City, the Demon Emperor succeeded him to the throne of Shenyou, and after the prayer to the heavens, he handed over the Demon Seal to the hands of the Blood River, and the latter put it back into the Demon Temple. For a time, the whole city celebrated, and the blood river ordered that the people of the city celebrate for three days, so the streets and alleys were full of songs and laughter, and the fragrance of wine was overflowing. Seeing that the demons of the whole clan were completely immersed in pleasure, the blood river stood on the city wall, and couldn't help but show a look of relief.

"So you're here!"

In a corner of the wall, which happened to be left out of all the lights, a thin, sickly, scruffy, sour man cowered there, still holding a flask in his hand, muttering a few words from time to time. Xuehe stepped forward, looked at it for a while, and finally said, "Shen Wanqiu, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as he heard the words "Shen Wanqiu", the man couldn't help but laugh a few times, and said in a vague accent: "Shen Wanqiu has already died, how can the senior brother of the dignified Cangbei Immortal Garden be in the company of demons and fall into the evil spirit." Don't bother me, I'm going to drink!"

As he spoke, Shen Wanqiu raised his hand and raised the wine jug, a cold joy flashed in Xuehe's eyes, and the body of the jug burst suddenly.

"What are you going to do, looking for a fight!"

Although he was already drunk and unconscious, Shen Wanqiu's cultivation had not disappeared, his mind moved, and his fists were already galloping, approaching the blood river gate. The latter's feet were motionless, and his two palms were also behind his back, and with just a soft shout, Shen Wanqiu's hard fist strength suddenly turned invisible, and even his body froze in mid-air.

"Hmph, sure enough, Shen Wanqiu is dead. When you punch, you don't have any strength at all, how can Cangbei Immortal Yuan give birth to an incompetent disciple like you!"

As soon as the words fell, the true qi that blessed Shen Wanqiu's body immediately disappeared, and he fell to the ground because of this, his face slammed firmly on the stone slab, and then blood flowed from his nose, which was extremely embarrassing.

I don't know if it was because of the pain, or because the resentment in my heart couldn't be vented, Shen Wanqiu didn't get up after falling to the ground, but lay there crying loudly, crying and shouting: "Liu Ruyin, I'm not as good as that kid surnamed Sun, I'm infatuated with you, why don't you say goodbye!"

As soon as Xuehe heard that this matter was related to Liu Ruyin, the current head of the ethereal clouds, he had an idea, and immediately said: "Men are determined in all directions, how can they bury their great future on this kind of children's private affairs!

Shen Wanqiu slammed his fists on the ground, and after a few beats, he felt that it was not enjoyable, so he simply threw himself up to his chest and screamed: "Don't want it, I just want Liu Ruyin, I don't want anyone else!"

Blood River secretly said: The woman surnamed Liu didn't know what demon magic she had cast on Wan Qiu, but she believed that he was so infatuated with herself, completely ignoring her image as a demon lord. No, we must not let him sink like this, otherwise the moving building will become chopping wood.

Thinking of this, Xuehe squatted down, helped Shen Wanqiu up, and said in a kind tone: "Wanqiu, look who I am!"

Saying that, Xuehe's face quickly aged by more than ten years, and his eyebrows and beards grew a few points, Shen Wanqiu squinted, and after looking up for a few moments, he suddenly hugged the other party's shoulders hard, and cried loudly: "Master, Master, you are not dead yet!"

On that day, Nabaichuan Time Thaumaturgy was completed, but it was attacked by the poor sun, and then the Void White God led the person behind him and almost killed him. is still there, Fang Xishi, who was occupied by the Mandate of Heaven, woke up in time, and the two of them were perfectly united, reunited as one, restored to the identity of the Blood River, and defeated him. Therefore, the current blood river has some of Fang Xishi's memories and feelings, and when he saw Shen Wanqiu's appearance of falling and abandoning himself, he naturally couldn't bear it, which revealed Fang's appearance. Sure enough, as soon as "Fang Xishi" appeared, Shen Wanqiu's attitude changed greatly, and now he is like an angry child, throwing himself into his father's arms, never hiding it anymore, and immediately released all the suppressed emotions in his heart, and he didn't dare to stop crying for a long time.

"Okay kid, let him go in the past! Liu Ruyin can't look down on you, that's because he has eyes and no beads, and he doesn't know the real dragon. Don't worry, as long as you stay by my side with peace of mind, the demons in the future will definitely be yours. ”

At this moment, Shen Wanqiu's wine had already been drunk for five or six points, and he suddenly recognized that the person in front of him was actually "His Majesty the Demon Emperor", and immediately withdrew his body, knelt on the ground and said: "Knock on the Demon Emperor, Wanqiu lost his words after drinking just now, please don't blame the Demon Emperor." ”

Xuehe smiled and said, "That's it, you are a senior disciple of Fang Xishi, and now he has become a part of me, and you are also my heir." How about it, if you don't become the successor of this emperor?"

Shen Wanqiu suddenly got up and said with surprise on his face: "Thank you for the Demon Emperor's grace!"

In the jungle four hundred miles south of the Demon City, the battle between Sun Changkong and the masters of the White Realm has not yet ended. Zhu Dachuang abandoned the darkness in time, so that he finally had a room to breathe. And Emperor Sha used the method of fallacy to gain meat again, and his power was even more than that of Sun Changkong. With such a combination of two masters, it stands to reason that there should be no more problems.

But the White Eater knew that he was invincible, and took the whole body strength of Bai Sisheng in a coma as his own, and his cultivation increased a few points when he ascended, and he even used mysterious tactics to freely walk through the void, and found Sun, but the two of them were powerless to fight back. And when Zhu Dachuang faced his master Wu Baidi, he was also attacked by Pulsatilla because he had some consideration, and almost succeeded. Fortunately, he had already prepared, and when he shrank to the ground, the blood-drinking mania was launched, and a punch in the air actually inspired ten times more terrifying power than usual, and with the power of the fist alone, the pulsatilla flew out. Pulsatilla was already injured, and now he was hit by Zhu Dachuang twice, and immediately muttered blood. Emperor Wu Bai and Bai Xian knew the advantages and disadvantages of the blood-drinking maniac technique, so they immediately withdrew, and then made another plan.

"Although the divine skill imparted by the Divine Leader is powerful, it cannot last, we just need to continue to deal with him, and when his qi and blood are insufficient, we can easily take it down. ”

Bai Xian used his heart to speak to the ears of Emperor Wu Bai next to him. The latter did not move, as if he had not heard his reminder at all.

"Hey, what are you going to do!"

As soon as Bai Xian's words fell, he saw that Emperor Wu Bai actually caught up with him and attacked Zhu Dachuang again. Although the latter was a little surprised, he didn't think too much about it and immediately attacked him. In an instant, the two of them struck each other's palms, and the flames were shining, although Zhu Dachuang's background was not as deep as the other party, but relying on the effect of the blood-drinking maniac, he was able to barely beat Emperor Wu Bai, and shook him back three steps and a half with one palm. Emperor Wu Bai stood firm, and immediately felt that the true qi in his body was surging wildly, and there were signs of meridian counterflow. In order not to let himself go mad, he hurriedly exercised his pranayama and ignored the strong enemy disciples in front of him. And Zhu Dachuang is really a righteous gentleman, and he didn't take advantage of the danger of others to take the opportunity to attack his master, Emperor Wu Bai. But the remaining Bai Xian and Pulsatilla didn't think so, in order to buy time for Emperor Wu Bai to heal, they had to both shoot and forcibly stumble Zhu Dachuang's hands and feet, so that he couldn't get out.

"White Rainbow Immortal Palm!"

Bai Xian has been in the underworld for tens of thousands of years, and a large amount of netherworld qi has already accumulated in his body. And Bai Xian was gifted and intelligent, so he fused his own power of the White Realm with this ghostly spirit, and then created the current White Rainbow Dark Palm.

The palm flew out, like thousands of moths and butterflies flying in the air, not only numerous, but also unguardable. When ordinary people encounter this trick, they will be in a hurry, and they will hide in the group attack of the palm for a while, and there will be no corpse. But Zhu Dachuang didn't feel anything about this, and let Bai Hongming's palm attack him, he immediately twisted his waist and shoulders, retracted his fist and gathered his strength, and then a blood-colored giant shadow erupted from his hand, engulfing all the palm power formed by the gray moth and white butterfly.