In the Black Mountain, the demonic spirit is soaring into the sky, without concealing it at all, in the eyes of immortal cultivators, it is like a bright light in the darkness.

This is the self-confidence of the old demon of Montenegro, he has gradually approached the realm of the demon fairy, and he is already a big demon in the world, except for the three big demons who will go deep into the court of the Southern Tang Kingdom, only the ghost demon head of the black swamp in the southern sky, the ghost king of the vain death city, and the old turtle of Wutang in the north can compete with him.

In the era of the fall of Xianmen, basically no one could threaten him.

At the strange junction between the city of vain death and the Black Mountain, in the dimness, a faint smoke filled the earth, and a black sedan chair fluttered lonely on the earth, evil and treacherous.

There are some faint figures on the four sides of the sedan chair, which are indescribably weird.

There was no wind, and the dark sedan chair seemed to be frozen in darkness and silence.

At the end of the direction of the sedan chair, a man in white stands quietly at the end of the desolate land, this is the junction of the illusory and the real, which can also be understood as the junction between the underworld and the yang.

Without the slightest pause, not even the slightest twist and turn in the rhythm, the pitch-black sedan chair crashed towards Li Chunqiu, as if Li Chunqiu did not exist.

The next moment, the two collided.

“Duang!”

As if the ancient bronze bell was completely ringing, a huge sound echoed in the strange space, dispelling the dissipating smoke, revealing a group of strange figures, and resounding in the Black Mountain at the same time.

The procession escorting the sedan chair stopped, and the dense black shadow seemed to be immersed in a certain state, as if asleep, and the sedan chair also stopped.

Li Chunqiu raised his steps, crossed the layers of crowds, and slowly walked to the front of the sedan chair, the curtain on the sedan chair seemed to be pulled up by an invisible hand, and the black mountain sat in the sedan chair, the thick and dark demon body was like a dark fog in the void constantly flowing, twisting, and struggling, but no matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free.

"From now on, you are not allowed to step out of the Black Mountain, or you will die. ”

After Li Chunqiu finished speaking, he looked up and looked around.

"What a luxurious lineup. ”

After speaking, he smiled and disappeared into the world of yin and yang, illusory and real, while the curtain of the sedan chair fell gently.

After Li Chunqiu left, after a while, a faint mist enveloped the sedan chair team again, and the team that sank into an inexplicable state woke up and continued to carry the sedan chair towards the front, as if nothing had happened.

Only in the black sedan chair, the old demon of the Black Mountain manifested his figure from the distorted darkness in a panic, the sedan chair shook slightly, and the sedan chair bearer seemed to feel something and slowly stopped, and the whole team also stopped.

After a moment of silence, a hoarse and strange voice came from the palanquin.

"Did you just feel anything?"

The spirit who led the team stepped forward and replied:

"Your Excellency, no!"

The old demon of Montenegro, who was sitting in the sedan chair, felt that he was cold from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and he felt that every cell in his body was trembling.

Except for him, he didn't feel that the man in white came, the man in white didn't exist in anyone's memory, but the man in white did come, and even if the man killed him, he believed that these people would carry his body back to Black Mountain to find it.

The indescribable weirdness made his scalp tingle.

After a long silence, a strange voice that was neither male nor female sounded again.

"Back to Montenegro!"

The sedan chair walked again on the dim earth, accompanied by the mist and walked into the distance.

The old demon of Montenegro sat on the sedan chair, and couldn't help but recall the figure just now, and the next moment he sat up straight, he couldn't even remember the appearance of the man in white just now.

Finally stabilized his figure, and the voice of the black old demon sounded with trembling.

"When did such a person come out in this world?"

The old demon of Montenegro wanted to wave his hand to let the sedan chair bearer return to the city of vain death to ask the well-informed ghost king of the city of vain death, but as soon as he raised his head, he involuntarily recalled the sentence in his mind: From now on, you are not allowed to step out of the range of Montenegro, otherwise, you will die.

Now if you go back to the dead city, you should be regarded as a provocation by that one, and you should ~~~ die.

The old demon of Montenegro involuntarily put down his hand.

It's better to go back to Montenegro and think about it in the long run, and if it doesn't work, he can also send messengers to the city of the dead.

...............

Under the ancient city wall, it seems that the years are mottled, among which countless ghosts shuttle, Li Chunqiu stepped on the stone road into the city gate, and his figure gradually became distant.

Above the city gate, a rough and strange handwriting was revealed: Dead City.

The world is dead in vain, and the underworld is dead in vain.

The great demon of this world, Li Chunqiu is ready to worship the mountain gate one by one, not only to be proficient in his own strength, but also to see how much the strength of people at these levels is maintained.

After all, I have to find something interesting for the boring life.

.........

At the same time, Changshui Town, Xuandu has learned about this world under the explanation of the land of Changshui Town, fifty years ago, due to unknown reasons, the world began to enter the world of demons, and now these demons have begun to enter the lives of ordinary people, Changshui Town originally had more than 100 households, and now there are only 30 families left, most of whom died of demons.

Even from the words of the land of Changshui Town, they could know that the Yin Si gods in some places would also be occupied by these demon doves.

In the world where even the gods of the Yin Division are still surviving, what a struggle mortals are struggling.

Xuandu and Fan Zeng walked out of the Land Temple, looking at the ruined village, Xuandu sighed softly.

"How many people once felt that the Warring States were troubled times, but now look at it, compared to the last days and this world, it is simply heaven. ”

"The Central Plains will be better in the future, won't it?"

Fan Zeng replied in a low voice, as if he had a point.

"Yes, so will this life. ”

Xuandu seemed to be alluding to something, and then he raised his head, as if he wasn't ready to delve into it here.

He read a sentence in a book that said, "The will of God shall not be disobeyed."

"I'm going to head north from Changshui Town, together?"

Fan Zeng smiled and nodded, according to what the land said, the demons north of Changshui Town are the most rampant, and Xuandu is the chief of the Taiyin Academy, and he must choose this path.

The two quickly disappeared to the north of Changshui Town, and this place naturally had to be left to those students who were ranked in the bottom 1,000 of the Taiyin School Palace, the weak must know how to accept protection, and the strong must know how to take responsibility.