Beneath your feet is the steep red mountain rock wall, and the gravel grains roll and fall in the wind.

Xu Qingyan closed her eyes with some difficulty, and the wind around her blew her hair and swept back.

Ning Yi stood behind the girl, her face was solemn, her clothes were hunting, and she was ready to open the oil-paper umbrella at any time, holding the girl in front of her, and jumping off the red mountain.

The demon beast that climbed and swept on the stone wall, and suddenly, stopped its crazy trend and turned its head to look below.

Ning Yi, who was looking into the distance, became short of breath.

Xu Qingyan sensed a trace of abnormality, and the distant stone wall, the hoarse roar of those demon beasts when they were climbing, suddenly disappeared, and the whole world was quiet.

Driven by curiosity in her heart, she opened a gap in her eyes slightly, and then she saw an extremely shocking picture.

The whole land of the Red Mountain, the surface of the earth was raised, and it was crushed by some huge and magnificent thing, the land was shattered, the flying stones were rolling, and the mountains, which were not tall and majestic, collapsed and collapsed.

There was a great earthquake, and there was a lion roaring and roaring in the ground—

"Jumped!"

A resolute but cold voice sounded behind him.

Xu Qingyan's face suddenly turned pale, Ning Yi no longer hesitated, he took a deep breath, squatted slightly, and wrapped one hand around the girl's waist, accompanied by his voice, the gravel on the sole of his foot shattered.

On the cliff of Hongshan Mountain, two figures, a man and a woman, fell.

Facing countless rocks, grass, and wings flying upside down—

Like two lonely birds falling off a cliff, Xu Qingyan's hands grabbed a corner of the robe in a panic, her waist, there was a warm temperature, Ning Yi's eyes were resolute, and he fell down, he opened the oil-paper umbrella with one hand, the howling wind slapped on the umbrella surface, and the light of the White Bone Plain flew out.

Hold out the fine snow.

The rising air currents supported the two men.

Ning Yi hugged Xu Qingyan, and the two of them were blown away by the strong wind towards the sea of clouds above.

In a slow and frozen time, the two of them looked down, and countless seas broke through the earth, squeezing through the land, and a corner of the palace surfaced from the undersea dormitory.

The palace didn't float on its own...... But someone held it up with great power!

The bones and blood of the demon beast began to tremble at the moment when the palace surfaced to the ground, and in response to the invisible calling power in the bloodline, it peeled off and flew towards the figure under the palace.

The burly man with his arms raised, holding a whole magnificent palace, is like a small black dot, "slowly" rising.

He raised his head, and above his head was a huge shadow that fell from the bottom of the palace, and after breaking out of the confinement of the sea, the water droplets were distinct and crystal clear, surrounding this figure that looked small and humble, but was actually strong and burly.

He let go of his arms, his hands naturally fell downward, but the whole person rushed upward, and where the soles of his feet came into contact with the air, a violent sonic boom rubbing sound burst out, and an invisible qi machine diffused and exploded—

Like a heavy crossbow arrow, but carrying the momentum of a heavy hammer, the strong man was dismantled, his head smashed into the bottom of the undersea dormitory, and the huge dormitory that lost the strength of the Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng's arm was slightly stagnant after rushing out of the ground, and there was still an upward trend, but the speed was getting slower and slower.

Standing on the top of the hill and looking out, the Ping Demon Si Xuanzi Iron Rider watched this terrifying scene in silence.

The two Great Sui princes standing in the gap of the Red Mountain cliff, their robes flying, and their eyes were very gloomy.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella and hugging his slender waist, the young man slid with the umbrella and held his breath.

A narrow opening was opened in the sky above the palace, and countless winds swept out, and the burly figure that broke through the countless structures inside the palace was unimaginably fast, with a series of afterimages under him, roaring and rushing to the sky, the vast sea of clouds, countless demon beasts, attached to the stone wall, spread their wings and swept towards the red mountain, running in the grassland land, in the narrow valley road...... After this roar resounded through the sky, it became even more crazy

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The speed surged towards the hanging shadow of that palace.

The upward rush of the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint was as fast as a thunderbolt, and beside him, the clouds were torn apart, and the wind roared.

......

......

Jiang Lin, who was standing above the sea of clouds in a daze, maintained a posture of looking down and looking down, feeling as if he had hallucinated for a moment.

I obviously watched as the palace was lifted, breaking through the land from the bottom of the sea and rising at a rather "slow" pace.

Then the palace hall opened a hole, and almost instantly, the sea of clouds was suddenly shot through—

In front of him, from extreme movement to extreme quiet, there is an additional figure.

The Nine Spirits Yuan Sage, whose long hair was wrapped in water vapor and clouds, also had several water droplets wrapped around his body, spinning back and forth, like Zhou Tian stars surrounding the star tracks, colliding with each other, and making a crisp breaking sound one after another.

The Nine Spirits Yuan Sage, who had "come to life" again, calmly looked at the radiant old man in front of him.

The old man of Badu, whose robe was stirred by the wind, sighed softly: "Congratulations to the Yuan Sheng." ”

"Da Sui will be coming soon. Jiuling Yuansheng said flatly: "This is a calamity that I can't avoid, if I can survive it, I will live, and if I can't cross it, I will die." ”

The old man asked softly, "Do you need the demon clan to take action?"

The Nine Spirits Yuan Saint shook his head.

His voice carried a hint of indifference, not mixed with the slightest emotion in this world, and rejected the "kindness" of the old man of Badu.

Jiuling Yuansheng said calmly: "Although I am a demon body, I have nothing to do with the demon world, and I have achieved the status of a great saint, and the calamities and creations are all thanks to her...... I know what those people in the demon world are thinking, if you think you can keep a certain big man in the Great Sui, then you can try to make a move. ”

The old man of Badu said with a smile: "If you want to cut off the connection with that woman Tianzun, you can't use the 'White Lion' in this calamity." ”

After a slight silence, the stout man spoke and said the first sentence.

"You take the knife. ”

The second thing he said was:

"I want a drop of your blood. ”

This sentence was crisp and neat, and there was no intention to put forward a discussion, the body of the Nine Spirits Yuan Sage, the wet water vapor evaporated, Jiang Lin looked at this ancient sage with some vigilance, and found that on the body of the Yuan Sage, there were already wisps of killing intent about to overflow...... The man's expression was calm, but he was ready to make a move at any time, and saying this sentence was not a request or a consultation, but a request that was calm to indifferent.

If the old man is unwilling, he will do it himself.

"I've lost too much strength, and I'm afraid the next opponent will be very difficult. ”

Jiu Ling Yuan Sheng's words were concise and to the point, and said: "A drop of essence blood, the certainty of winning this battle will be better." ”

The old man was silent for a moment and sighed softly.

He slowly stretched out an arm, like a flower, lightly tapped on his eyebrows, after letting go, a touch of scarlet appeared in the center of the eyebrows, after "pulling" out the essence blood, he knocked his fingers slightly, put this drop of natal essence blood pressure on the tip of the middle finger and the tip of the thumb, and bounced this drop of blood away, and the Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng unceremoniously grabbed it, refining it instantly.

The clouds scattered all around, and the hot mist filled the air.

The old man asked softly, "With this drop of essence blood, how much better will your chances of winning?"

The Nine Spirits Yuan Sage, who was covered in clouds and mist, slowly opened his arms, enjoying the essence and blood of the old man of Badu, he had been sleeping for too long, his body was already a little unfamiliar, and he was about to usher in a big battle...... And at this moment, bathed in the essence blood of the great demon of the Nirvana realm, his bloodline recovered, and the familiar power filled his limbs and hundreds of remains.

After the old man of Badu asked the question, there was a light tremor in the clouds.

The Mu Ran voice of the Nine Spirits Yuan Sage came.

"Half percent. ”

I stayed in the sea of clouds for a while, and I still haven't pushed it

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The old man of Badu, who was performing the aura of the enemy, heard the answer of the Nine Spirits Yuan Sage and fell into a short silence.

In the Nirvana realm of the Great Sui, who will make the shot?

If the old man of Badu didn't pay the price of Shouyuan, he couldn't predict and guess, and he couldn't even spy on a corner of the heavens, he frowned, and asked again: "What are your chances of winning?"

In the mist, the calm voice of the Nine Spirits Yuan Sage came again.

"Half percent. ”

Perhaps it was because of the kindness of the old man of Badu, the Nine Spirits Yuan Sage answered these two questions, and there was no despair in his voice...... But to Jiang Lin's ears, this is really a desperate thing.

Is there only a half-percent chance of winning?

With the merits of this Nine Spirits Yuan Sage, after swallowing the drop of the essence blood of the old man of Badu, there is only a half-percent chance of winning? What if there is no half-drop of essence blood? There is not even a small chance of winning...... What a desperate thing to do?

The old man of Badu suddenly got a glimpse of a glimmer of heaven.

So he was silent.

The old man's voice was bitter and he muttered, "Really...... Is there half of it?"

Jiuling Yuansheng hummed lightly and said, "That person is old. ”

When the old man said this, his body had already begun to fluctuate, and Jiang Lin could feel that the invisible force was pulling at him, the sea of clouds was churning, and the old man's voice was ethereal.

When it was time to have to leave, the old man of Badu had already felt a trace of crisis, he wrapped Jiang Lin with his soul thoughts, and gently waved at the Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng, and said sincerely.

"Good luck. ”

The Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng snorted lightly.

He lost the white lion, but he got a drop of the essence blood of the old man of Badu.

At this moment, refining that drop of essence blood, the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint returned to the Nirvana realm, and in his eyes, there was a golden scorching light, and he raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar.

The sea of clouds is tumbling.

The upward trend gradually slowed down until it came to a standstill, and then slowly fell back to the palace of the earth, and countless demon beasts flew and rushed to it, carrying it with flesh and blood, and the flying wings flapped the corners of the eaves of the hanging palace, and the demonic energy burst out, going forward and one after another, the flesh and blood exploded, and a blood-red lotus slowly bloomed on the earth.

The whistling is getting closer—

There was a burly figure jumping down from the sea of clouds, like an arrow like a crossbow, magnificent.

He hunched over and smashed into the palace, and in an instant, the palace ran through a straight line, and all the things that stood in the way were smashed to pieces, and the overall scale was still there, but the bonds of thousands of years were smashed into powder.

Countless rubble, solidified by the huge demonic power, hovered in the scattered time and space.

The burly man slowly stood up.

The demon beasts that went forward and followed each other flocked to the only peak that was still standing, and their bodies continued to explode, drenching the entire mountain peak into a bloody scarlet color.

On the mountain peak, there are three figures of different heights.

A man and a woman on the left and right, one wrapped in a cyan linen robe, and the other dressed in a white daze, just looking at this dress, I can't tell what kind of fairy it is...... However, with a string of Buddhist beads engraved with obscure Sanskrit on the man's wrist, and the woman's hair tied up by a hairpin carved with Taoist patriarchy, it is not difficult to see that these two, one belongs to Buddhism and the other is from Taoism.

The two figures, a man and a woman, stood on the top of the mountain, without saying a word, their expressions were calm, and the countless demon beasts at the broken wall of the cave could not get close to the two Great Sui princes in the broken wall, and when they approached a radius of half a mile, they were crushed by the invisible qi machine.

Behind the two of them, there was a young man with a feminine face, who was also wearing the light armor specially made by the Ping Demon Division, and three ancient knives of different lengths hung from his waist.

"Wow...... It's scary. ”

The young envoy surnamed Song put away his crossed hands, folded them behind his head, looked into the distance, and sighed with emotion: "Master, I have been in the north for so long, this seems to be the first time I have seen a living demon saint." ”

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