Yun Ji looked at Mo Xu and frowned, she didn't understand why the emperor turned a blind eye to the matter of the Demon Elimination Rift, but the people of the Sword Immortal Pavilion had already chased him to the East Court, so let him die in front of the East Court Gate, so that people would know, and they would inevitably gossip more. In the future, there will be a truth that he will not be saved when he sees death, which is not good for the emperor.

The Emperor of the Eastern Court knew about the collapse of the Demon Destroying Rift, and so did the Immortal Dew Yunju, but no one thought of wanting to go to the lower realm and re-seal it.

Today's heavenly realm is in a very strange state, after the demon clan was destroyed more than a thousand years ago, Dongting and Xianlu Yunju were among the best in the fairy world because of their meritorious suppression, and Dongting was even bigger because of the killing of words, but one mountain does not allow two tigers, over the years, Dongting and Xianlu Yunju have been evenly matched, constantly expanding their respective spheres of influence, but this kind of struggle has intensified, the contradiction is like an undercurrent in the river, the surface is calm, but it is actually thrilling.

This situation lasted for a thousand years under the apparent calm, and no one wanted to be the first to draw a sword, but everyone wanted to kill the other.

What the emperor needs is a new situation, a new chaos.

And the reappearance of the demon race can just break this pattern, just like a thousand years ago, in blood and fire, opened.

In the wind of hunting, Yun Ji lowered her eyes, looked through the clouds to the lower realm, and looked at the sword in the Sword Immortal Pavilion.

Demon Removal Rift, she doesn't care who lives or who dies, what she cares about is those arrogant eyes, until now, has he not seen clearly, this game of chess, her father, is the real ruler.

Only an alliance with Dongting is his best choice.

The mantis arm is like a moth to a fire, and it is not self-sufficient.

Two days have passed in the Sword Immortal Pavilion, and there is no need for the primordial spirit to return to its place, the faces of the five masters and uncles who protect the Dharma are becoming more and more ugly, and Han Jiangxue is guarding the towering platform, looking at the direction of the Enlightenment Hall worriedly, and nervously clenching the sword in his hand.

In the hall of the star division, he sat by the window, the lights of the Sword Immortal Pavilion under the night were swaying, and a cold wind suddenly rolled up outside the window, and I don't know when, it actually snowed.

In the summer of July, it was the hot time, and suddenly it snowed, and the disciples in the Sword Immortal Pavilion were surprised, and everyone stood in the courtyard one after another, looking at the rolling wind and snow, overnight, the Sword Immortal Pavilion entered the cold winter.

In the distance was the surprised voice of the sect disciple: "It's snowing, it's so cool, haha." ”

The high priest sat down, put his hands in his sleeves, looked at the snow outside the window, and said, "It's finally coming." ”

The heavy snow that fell in the middle of the night, in this hot season, was a surprise for the people under the mountain, and it was a feast for the demons.

The High Priest reached out and caught the snow falling from the sky, and the edelweiss melted quickly in the candlelight, leaving a trail of water in his palm.

"The power of the demon race has become a climate, and the demon rift is about to collapse. The high priest said, "No need, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back, it seems that Dongting is not going to come, Your Majesty, you miscalculated." ”

Fan Yan said: "The heavenly realm believes that the word bone has not completely disappeared, and there is a prophecy, she has already been reincarnated, and the heavenly realm has been looking for the reincarnated word bone for a thousand years, I have been thinking about a question, whether those who are looking for the word bone want to kill the demon and help justice, or do they want to find only the word bone." ”

The high priest laughed and said, "No, I want to use the power of the bones." ”

His eyes sank and he said, "Who knows." ”

(Markor Literature-)