Four hundred years later.

For mortals, a hundred years is a lifetime, and the years go by. As for the gods and demons, four hundred years is not long, but it is not short, and it just passed in everyone's memory, turning into floating clouds and drifting away.

For four hundred years, the Heavenly Court and the Buddha Realm have been extremely quiet and peaceful, not only have there been no wars, but even the people of the two realms have not appeared again, as if they have disappeared, and even the Jiao Demon King in the sea has never come out again.

The Earth Immortal Realm has experienced the fire that burned the sky four hundred years ago, and all the places that were burned to ashes have also been reborn, growing trees and flowers, and regaining their vitality, but the Great Snow Mountain, which once dominated the Demon Realm and covered the sky with one hand, has long since disappeared. And the Dapeng sisters and brothers, who exterminated the Futu and were fierce, never appeared again.

In the Shura Realm, which was once a flash in the pan, Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian, as well as the Three Holy Mother Yang Lian who triggered the Thunder Yin Holy War, and the eight million Shura Demon Gods, these people have all become stories and legends, and they only live in the word of mouth.

By the way, there is also the hero who once fought for hegemony in the world, ruled the demon country of Huaguo Mountain, and opened up the world of Sumeru, the head of the four great monkeys, the Monkey King, was also gradually forgotten in the lamentation and ridicule of the demon clan, and everyone thought that he was dead and was killed by his master and wife.

Heavenly Realm, Nine Heavens, Eastern Heaven, Eastern Wonderful Rock Palace.

In the square of the East Miaoyan Palace, countless demon soldiers surrounded a huge phalanx, in the phalanx, two men are in a fierce battle, these two people are middle-aged and long-haired, wearing white robes, dignified appearance, and the breath is also very restrained, while the other young man has cyan three-inch short hair, like a steel needle, the man is wearing the upper body, although the face is not handsome, but very manly, two huge earrings fell on the ears, swaying and swinging, and the muscles with high muscles are full of amazing explosiveness.

The mana of these two people is not low, both are in the eighth stream, the two fought in the square, from the sky to the ground, and from the ground to the air, the blue and white lights are staggered in the air, every time the two collide, it will provoke a wave of spatial fluctuations, and the demon soldiers watching will let out a burst of applause.

"Boom!"

The blue-haired man slammed the man in white into the air with a punch, smashing a huge crater into the hard marble floor of the square.

"Okay!

All the demon soldiers let out a burst of applause, and even the bearded old man who was sitting on the highest platform and had been smiling silently couldn't help but clap his hands.

The blue-haired man smiled and fell from the sky, helping the man in white up from the pit: "Big Brother Bai, are you okay?"

The man in white smiled: "It's okay, you kid is really a demon, I admit defeat." ”

"The grandson of Qinghuang. The old man on the high platform jumped down from the air, followed by five men whose breath was not weak.

The old man walked up to the two of them, patted the blue-haired man's shoulder and smiled: "Yes, even the most powerful Bai Ze grandson of the Six Lions has defeated you, you deserve to be the number one master in my Eastern Heaven, I'm afraid that in another hundred years, even Grandpa and I will not be your opponent, hahaha... ”

"It was Brother Bai Ze who conceded. The blue-haired man said respectfully.

"What to accept or not to accept, the belief of my master clan is that the strong are respected, where is there a concession. The old man snorted coldly.

"That's it, seventh brother, you are already the most powerful of our seven lions, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves. The five people behind the old man all laughed.

"It's not promising!" The old man turned around and reprimanded the five people: "The six of you are all lion demons who have cultivated for thousands of years, and they are not as good as a little lion who has only cultivated for less than four hundred years, and they are embarrassed to laugh." ”

"It's not because the seventh brother is green... One of the five men muttered quietly.

"Shut up!" The old man's face suddenly turned cold, and he shouted.

"Grandpa, what did Brother Zhuan Xiang want to say just now? What am I Qing?" The blue-haired man asked hurriedly.

"Hehe, seventh brother, what does it mean to turn an image. The man in white patted the blue-haired man's shoulder and smiled: "Just because you are Qinghuang and a genius of the younger generation of my master's clan, you are so outstanding." ”

"Haha, several brothers have won awards. The blue-haired man scratched his hair and smiled embarrassedly.

"Report!"

A long emergency report came, and a demon soldier hurriedly flew from outside the eastern sky, bowed down and saluted the old man: "Meet the Nine Spirits Yuan Sage." ”

"What's the matter?"

"The Holy Child Prince urgently summoned the Yuan Sage Lord into the Lingxiao Treasure Hall to discuss important matters. ”

"Urgent?" Jiuling Yuansheng frowned: "Could it be that something big has happened?"

The demon soldier nodded: "Don't hide it from Lord Jiuling, someone has declared war on us." ”

"Declare war!" Everyone was shocked.

Jiuling Yuansheng's face was solemn: "Is it the Buddha Gate? They really can't wait for the last hundred years, and they have to attack in advance." ”

"It's not the Buddha realm. "Demon Soldier said.

"Not the Buddha realm?" Everyone was stunned again: "Then who has the courage to declare war on us?"

"Skywings!"